Early the next morning, a big event happened in Yangchuan County.

Hundreds of patrol battalion soldiers came out and surrounded the Wu family mansion, which was located in a prosperous area of ​​the city. Everyone was prohibited from leaving and stayed inside the mansion.

The common people coming and going didn't know what was going on. Those who had good intentions wanted to step forward to see what was going on, but without exception, they were blocked by the vicious soldiers.

No one knew what happened, but they knew that the Wu family would not have a stable New Year.

The entire Wu family was in a state of chaos. A dozen elite guards tried to break out of the mansion, but they were all captured alive by the patrol camp. These people were all Liu Dao's men.

Everyone in the mansion was frightened. Why did these guards dare to attack the officers and soldiers without the master's order? Do they still want to break out of Yangchuan County with such a small number of people?

In the past, none of the officials who had some friendship with the Wu family came forward to intercede. The Wu family's mansion was surrounded by bright weapons. The entire Wu family was in a huge panic, but the old head of the Wu family locked himself up.

In the study room, he showed no intention of coming forward to resolve the matter.

There was a brazier set up in the room, and a raging fire was burning inside. A large number of letters were gradually being swallowed up by the flames, and you could still vaguely see the words written on them.

The gray-haired Wu Song had a glass of sake in his hand, with a look of deep despair on his face.

Last night, when his son and Liu Dao didn't return home, he knew something was wrong, but he had no trump card to save him. His only son-in-law was also sent out by him. When the Wu family mansion was surrounded this morning, he

I knew something had been exposed.

He hated himself for why he didn't stop his son. As long as he was crueler, the Wu family would not be in such a situation.

"boom!"

"Dang Dang!"

Not long after, the door of the Wu family's mansion was kicked open.

Chang Fang, the commander of the patrol camp with an angry look on his face, strode in with a machete in his hand.

Chen Yue, Xu Luo and others followed them in. When they entered the house, they made a point of checking the dozen corpses placed outside.

Sure enough, these people also had blood drops on their chests.

"Get out of the way! Where is the head of the Wu family?" Chang Fang asked angrily.

Last night, he and Pei Nong had learned from Chen Yue about the weirdness of Liu Dao's group of guards. They had never heard of the pattern of blood drops. They immediately realized that something was wrong. Maybe the Wu family was hiding some secret.

"Master, the master is in the study." A frightened servant replied tremblingly.

"Lead the way!" Chang Fang swung his broadsword and followed the pace of the servant.

…

"Alas~"

Wu Song, who was sitting alone in the study, heard the noise outside the door, sighed and drank the sake on the table in one gulp.

"Ahem!" Wu Song coughed violently several times, preparing to face the end of his life.

"boom!"

Chang Fang walked into the study first and snorted coldly when he saw Wu Song: "Old man, you hide it really deep~"

"Ahem~"

Wu Song coughed a few times and spread his hands: "Chang Dutong, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Chang Fang turned sideways, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, that's him."

Chen Yue walked forward slowly and turned to look at the brazier next to him. Everything inside had been burned to coke, leaving only a few sparks still jumping.

Pei Nong, who was standing behind Chenyue, raised his eyebrows. He was astute and could tell at a glance that Wu Song was destroying something.

"Your Majesty?"

Wu Song's pupils shrank when he heard this title, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that I, Wu Song, would be able to meet the famous King Liang after I have been doing nothing all my life, and I will be polite to ordinary people."

Wu Song bowed to Chen Yue respectfully, and the expression on his face quickly returned to calmness.

Regardless of whether you are a prince or an emperor, there is no difference in Wu Song's eyes at this time, but he did not expect that his son would kick such an iron plate.

"Master Wu, let's stop pretending. Who are the bodyguard Liu Dao and his subordinates in your mansion?" Pei Nong took a step forward and asked.

As the parent officer of Yangchuan County, Pei Nong naturally met Wu Song many times. He usually thought Wu Song was a very honest and responsible businessman, but it was not until today that he discovered that this old man seemed to be hiding many secrets.

"Identity? Didn't Magistrate Pei just say it himself? They are naturally the guards of the mansion." Wu Song waved his hands indifferently, with no intention of confessing.

But a glimmer of light flashed deep in his eyes, and this subtle expression was naturally caught by Chen Yue.

Chenyue said calmly: "I advise you to recruit from the truth. Your son and son-in-law are in our hands, and the lives of so many people in your Wu family are also in your hands."

"Cough cough cough~"

Wu Song coughed violently again. This time he hesitated for a while before saying: "Since the prince has already made some speculation, it is useless for me to say more."

Pei Nong's brows furrowed. Wu Song looked like he was out of gas. They met a few days ago, and Wu Song was in much better spirits at that time.

"As long as you say it, I can promise that anyone in the palace who has nothing to do with it will live." Chen Yue gently moved his sleeves, and he could now conclude that Wu Song was 100% hiding a secret.

"Pfft~"

Wu Song suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fell off the chair, but there was some hope in his eyes. Although he himself had looked down on life and death, his son was still young and had to continue to live.

Chang Fang's expression changed. He took a step forward and picked up the wine glass on the table. He brought it to his nose and smelled it. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Poison wine? Old man, you really don't care about your life."

Chenyue's eyes narrowed. It seemed that the Wu family was hiding a big secret, otherwise Wu Song would never have committed suicide by drinking alcohol.

"Come here, fill the Wu family..." Chenyue shouted, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Wait! Cough cough cough~"

Wu Song reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "I can only say that these people are from Longxi~I really don't know about other old people."

"Longxi?" Chenyue's expression changed. Isn't Longxi synonymous with the Yuwen family?

"Pfft~"

Wu Song spurted out another mouthful of blood, his eyes gradually became dim, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I hope the prince will keep his word and spare the lives of the old, weak, women and children of the Wu family~"

"thump!"

As soon as he spoke, the old Wu Song seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength and fell to the ground.

Chang Fang took a step forward, stretched out his hand to feel his breath, and shook his head slightly towards Chen Yue.

Chenyue put his hands behind his back and murmured softly:
Chapter completed!