"General Sima, have you found out?" Xiao Chenqian asked the guard commander Sima Feiyun in Prince Wu's palace.

"As the prince expected, there is indeed something fishy about Yang Shangshu's death." Sima Feiyun lowered his head and answered.

"Oh! What's weird?"

The King of Wu was very depressed. Yang Bing was using his name everywhere to let all the high-ranking officials in Jingchu know that Yang Bing was one of his own.

But this damn Yang Bing took advantage of his power to secretly resell military supplies to other countries, withhold military pay internally, and pass off border army equipment as substandard, while he was far away at the border and was extremely concerned about what he did. From beginning to end, I had nothing and was kept in the dark.

Yang Bing died, and he made himself his scapegoat. Now, I'm afraid that all the ignorant people in Jingchu will think that he has a huge relationship with Yang Bing's corruption!

As for Yang Bing, he was guilty of serious sins and committed suicide. This made him more convinced that since he returned to Jingchu, he must find out the truth about him and prove his innocence to his father.

"Your Majesty, on the surface, Yang Shangshu offended King Ji because his silly son Yang Jiang molested a brothel girl many times, and Yang Shangshu filed a complaint against the emperor in order to seek an explanation for his precious son. The angry King Ji caused this incident. In fact, it was not the case. It was Pei Xiang and others who took the initiative to step forward and add fuel to the flames. His Majesty then investigated Yang Shangshu. It would have been better if he did not investigate. Once he did the investigation, he found out that there were a large number of people with unknown origins in Yang Shangshu's mansion. Yang Shangshu took the initiative to confess various crimes such as reselling military supplies to Prime Minister Pei and others. Later, I don’t know what Prime Minister Pei told him, so Yang Shangshu committed suicide by knocking on the door. "

Without thinking, Sima Feiyun directly told King Wu Xiao Chenqian the truth about what he found.

"Oh! As you said, Pei Zhixing, an old man, wanted to betray me openly. Haha, it seems that the death of Yang Bing was just because Pei Zhixing and others were afraid of Yang Bing's useless son. Provoking the King of Ji again and again will cause trouble sooner or later, so we take the opportunity to solve the trouble on Yang Bing's line. Otherwise, I really can't understand why so many people from the Military Supplies Department of the Ministry of War are following Yang The reasons why Yang Bing committed suicide one after another, but Pei Zhixing, an old man, dared to betray me openly and justly, and he confidently killed Yang Bing, and also wanted to drag me into trouble. Is this going to kill me? Then what is the master behind him? Who is it?"

King Wu Xiao Chenqian really couldn't figure out why his two generals betrayed him and started fighting each other without fear of his own revenge.

"By the way, Your Majesty, during the destruction of the Yang Mansion, there was no Yang Shangshu.

It is said that at that time, Yang Jiang’s legs were broken and he was unconscious. However, when the Yang family was searched in Dali Temple, Yang Jiang was not really found.”

"Oh! Didn't Dali Temple present this matter to His Majesty?" Xiao Chenqian was even more confused. Yang Bing committed a serious crime of exterminating nine tribes, and Yang Jiang was missing. Why didn't his father do anything about it? He conducts raids.

"Your Majesty, in the memorial submitted to Dali Temple, it was mentioned that both Yang Bing and his son had committed suicide, and that the bodies of Yang Shangshu and his son were taken away by Prime Minister Pei. The general sent people to investigate, but the feedback was, The person that Prime Minister Pei took away was not Young Master Yang Shangshu, that person was completely unrecognizable and had all his limbs severed, so it was impossible to confirm."

"Haha, it's interesting, it's interesting. Pei Zhixing, an old man, is trying to hide things in front of his father, haha... He's not afraid of being found out and his life taken, huh..."

King Wu Xiao Chenqian's expression changed back and forth. Everyone who knew him knew that as long as King Wu's expression was uncertain, he must be burning with anger! No matter who he is, he can only accept King Wu's anger!

"I will immediately send people secretly to search for Yang Jiang's whereabouts. I want to know who has the courage to rescue him, and whether he knows everything his father has done. If he knows, huh..."

"General, take your orders." After saying that, Sima Feiyun quickly left and arranged for his people to go.

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"Uncle Chang, when can I leave this ghost place? I really can't stand it. I drink porridge every day and don't talk about it. When it rains, this ghost house is like nothing. I, I really don't want to stay there for a day."

The most dangerous place is always the safest. No one thought that Yang Jiang, who had disappeared, was currently in a small hut near Yang Mansion, and a man named Chang Jiu was taking care of him.

Chang Jiu immediately stopped him and said, "Young Master, you have just been able to stand on your legs, so you can't act recklessly. Is there anyone in Jingchu who doesn't know you? I'm afraid that as soon as you step out of the house, Emperor Chu will send people everywhere." You are under arrest. If you are caught by Emperor Chu, you will definitely not survive. Then I will fail the master. In order to save the young master, the master took the initiative to knock on the door and commit suicide. Only then will we have the opportunity to rescue the young master. Young master, If you can't bear it for a moment, wouldn't the master's death be in vain?"

There were two drops of tears hanging on Yang Jiang's ugly face, and he gritted his teeth and cried.

"Master, haha, where is the master? My father is no longer here, and he committed a major crime that destroyed nine tribes. I can't even leave this dilapidated house, so what the hell is there?

Master? Haha..."

Chang Jiu comforted him: "Young master, you can't think like this. The world is so big, how can you commit the crime of destroying the nine tribes? As long as you fully recover, young master, we will immediately go to the Tianshun Empire and defect to Zhao Wang Yang Yong. We only need to get Zhao Wang Pingli, now you have the opportunity to kill that bastard Xiao Chenxuan, the king of Ji! Avenge the master! If you have a chance, you can reveal the secrets of the Chu State that the master knows to the King of Zhao, and you can destroy the Chu State, wouldn't that be better? .”

When asked, Yang Jiang wiped away his tears with his sleeves, smiled reluctantly, and then said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, yes, yes, seek refuge with your uncle, go to Tianshun and seek refuge with your uncle, so that you can have a chance to kill that bastard Xiao Chenxuan! It's all Xiao Chenxuan, that bastard. If it weren't for him, how could my father be investigated? How could my Yang Mansion be destroyed? I will definitely Kill him, kill him. If he doesn't die, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart. Uncle Chang, you have to help me, you have to help me! I know that you are very good at martial arts, and you will definitely find a way to send me to Tianshun to take refuge. When the time comes, you have to help me catch him, and I will kill him with my own hands."

Seeing Yang Jiang's distorted face and his actions like tearing a living person with his hands, Chang Jiu, who kills without batting an eyelid, felt terrified. However, in order to complete the task assigned by his master, Chang Jiu knew that he had to send this man to Tianshun gave him the opportunity to create trouble for King Ji, and it would be best to assassinate King Ji again and again.

"Don't worry, young master. I have always been kind to Chang Jiu. No matter how hard it is, we must avenge him."

But looking at the dilapidated thatched hut in front of him, and looking at the half bowl of porridge he had eaten, Yang Jiang cried anxiously again.

"Uncle Chang, how can we go to Tianshun? It's so far away. How can we go there? The Yang family has been destroyed and our father is gone. Where can we have the money to go?"

Money? The master has made arrangements a long time ago. As long as Yang Jiang can go to Tianshun alive and have the opportunity to assassinate King Ji, he only needs money to give money and people to give to people. He doesn't worry at all.

"Don't worry, young master. Did the master leave some money for the young master during his lifetime? It's just that I never had the chance. When I get the chance, I will take it out and take the young master away."

Hearing that his father had left a lot of money for him during his lifetime, Yang Jiang's sinister eyes swept back and forth on Chang Jiu's face, and he still muttered to himself, "If you have money, don't give yourself good food and housing, and make you eat porridge every day.

You still live in a fucking shabby thatched hut, huh, when I go to Tianshun, I will be the first to kill Chang Jiu, you bitch."
Chapter completed!