Author: Beer Dolphin

Earlier today, the streets of Haizhou.

The news that His Highness is going to Huishui Bay for inspection after leaving the palace has already spread. It is not an exaggeration to describe the entire main urban area of ​​Haizhou City as empty.

People are like flowing water. When most people gather in the direction of Huishui Bay, the remaining streets in the distance seem deserted.

But occasionally there are still people on the deserted streets.

A woman with high braids walked forward step by step on the stone pavement that was heated by the sun, as if she was trying to measure the width of Haizhou streets with her own steps.

She didn't seem to have any destination. She just walked to the end of a street and randomly chose a side at the next fork to continue moving forward.

This usually means you are waiting for someone.

Jiang Ningyun is indeed waiting for someone.

After about two sticks of incense, when the scorching sun reached its highest point in the sky, she suddenly stood still where she was.

"Lord General."

A man's voice came from the other side of the street. Jiang Ningyun took a deep breath, but did not look back.

"Sir Souji should be with His Highness today."

Yang Facai's figure turned out from the end of the street, walking towards him with a polite look and a smile on his face.

One step, two steps.

After he took about four or five steps, Jiang Ningyun's fingertips moved slightly.

"boom!"

The roadside in front of Yang Facai suddenly collapsed, the stone slabs were thrown away and scattered, and raindrop-like fragments exploded, exploding in the direction of Yang Facai like thousands of hidden weapons.

However, he did not dodge, he just stood there, letting the fragments of stone hit him, and even a few traces of blood were scratched on his cheeks by the fragments of stone that flew out.

This small injury is certainly not fatal, but it also expresses Jiang Ningyun's meaning very clearly.

He shouldn't come any closer.

"Your Highness is not with His Highness, but he is here. Doesn't it mean that the Chief Justice will not be with His Highness as well?"

Yang Facai was still smiling, but his already fat face was now stained with blood, looking as scary as a statue of Maitreya Buddha splashed with blood.

"You have no way out."

Jiang Ningyun turned his back to Yang Facai and looked at the sky: "You think you can take refuge in Blood Harbor, but you don't know that Blood Harbor is also in civil strife. Now that you have found that you have no way out, are you thinking of coming back to eat the grass?"

"Blood Harbor is indeed a mess."

Yang Facai sighed: "Although we had known that Peicang had only moderate control over Blood Harbor, so we contacted Zhan Taiyi and the others, we did not expect that they could turn against Peicang so decisively. The plan might as well change."

"Even so, you still want to resist?"

Jiang Ningyun's voice became serious.

Yang Facai sighed: "What if we don't fight back? The attitude of the Third Division towards Daqimen is already obvious. If we stop here, I'm afraid all the nine clans will be killed in the Dingfa Pavilion and will never see the light of day. How can we survive?"

What opportunities are there?”

He raised his chin slightly, looked at the sky where Jiang Ningyun had been looking, opened his hands behind his back, and raised his voice like a speech: "Master General Secretary! You must also know that since the death of Jingzong, Simeng

The descendants are cut off, and His Highness is now a useless person. At this time, God Emperor Taka failed to ascend the throne, and it is the time for the world's countries to undergo major changes!"

Yang Facai suddenly clenched his palms into fists, so hard that several veins popped out on his forearms: "This is the time for the gods to descend, and it is the time when the torrent of history washes away all living beings. At this time, a

Isn’t a godless country like a bottomless ship, which will sink to the bottom of the sea sooner or later? Isn’t it like a dead tree with its roots cut off, which can only gradually die?!”

A storm wrapped around Yang Facai's body, and the smile on his face finally disappeared. He put his hands flat in front of him with a determined expression: "Master General Secretary, Law Secretary, no, the three divisions should have known this for a long time.

There is no longer the possibility of gods coming to the world, so what’s wrong with everyone living in peace and finding their own branches to live in? What’s wrong with struggling on this dead tree with no flowers?!”

"OK."

Jiang Ningyun suddenly spoke, with a smile on his face: "You guys are really well-calculated. Sometimes I'm just glad that there isn't one of your big bannermen in the law department, otherwise I really don't know if I can handle it."

"What do you mean, Souji-sama?"

Yang Facai asked in a deep voice.

The person surnamed Han has already asked Yang Churan to go forward. Now the biggest obstacle at Haizhou Daqimen is the chief director of the National Law Department in front of him.

If she intervenes, I'm afraid the price will be much higher.

"Isn't this a compliment to your banner family and to you, Shopkeeper Yang?"

Jiang Ningyun smiled softly: "It's okay to say that others don't know. Ever since Zhong Sheng was defeated in Haizhou seven years ago, you have seized this opportunity and climbed into the Tantai family. Tantai thought that you were just Zong who followed the trend and chose sides.

It’s just a door, so it’s up to you to come, but what he didn’t expect was that before that, you had plans to betray Simeng and become gods yourself!”

"When you asked your niece Yang Churan to get engaged to Tantai Ming, it was just for the gift in the hands of the Tantai family, the immortal gift of the Double Ninth Crown. Isn't that the case?"

Jiang Ningyun finally turned around and stared into Yang Facai's eyes: "Tantai Ming is the son of the National Army Headquarters. No one in Si Yang has successfully matched with the Tantai family for so many years. You still don't know why?

Are you not pushing your niece into the fire pit?!"

"so what?"

Yang Facai spread his hands and said: "The Tantai family can't find a carrier, and Tantai Ming himself is a freak with the habit of cutting off his sleeves. Why should he let the descendants gather dust for nothing? If Mr. Tantai accepts the marriage honestly,

Let Chu Ran be the carrier, and even if Simeng is finished in the end, at least the National Military Division, at least the Yang family and the Tantai family can still survive!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ningyun sneered: "Yes, it's a pity that you didn't expect that even if you are a freak with a habit of cutting off your mouth and sleeves, you are not a plaything at your mercy. Tantai Ming broke the engagement for Zhan Taiyi, and also wanted to leave

My old man saved Zhan Taiyi's life and even gave him the Double Ninth Crown. He has already shouldered the crime of deceiving the emperor. No matter whether he is a man or a woman, he has done his best."

She raised her hand and pointed at Yang Facai's forehead: "Only you, like a wild dog that smells the stench of meat, chased the falling object back to the Blood Harbor, hoping that Zhan Taiyi would use the Double Ninth Crown to make Peicang a god.

, so that you can survive as a watchdog, but now there is internal strife in the Blood Harbor, and it’s out of your control again!”

"Either you get on the boat with the greatest hope of becoming a god, or you go all-in on yourself. Isn't it natural that you'll be swaying back and forth and accomplish nothing in the end?"

Jiang Ningyun took a deep breath: "Until now, Yang Churan, the carrier of your banner sect, has been condemned to death and cannot fly. Neither Simeng nor Xuegang will tolerate you. What other tricks can you come up with?"

"ha!"

Yang Facai laughed loudly: "Jiang Ningyun, today I just want you not to interfere. Now our Daqimen has taken back the Chongyang Crown. If you don't want to make enemies for the Jiang family and the National Law Department, you should know this."

It’s time for Chu Ran to try it himself.”

He glared angrily and shouted in a voice that was almost like a roar: "If she becomes a god, Daqimen will let the Fa Si have a way out! If she falls, Haizhou and Daqimen of the National Military Department will be buried with her, no matter what

What are you still thinking about, and why do you still want to intervene in something that is beneficial and harmless to your country's judicial department?"

A bright yellow light shone from Yang Facai's arms, and the Chongyang Crown, which had been wandering everywhere and hard to find, finally appeared in his arms and was placed in his rich hands filled with pearls and jade rings.

"The descendant is here! The carrier of the Daqi Gate is in front of the Holy Driver!"

The smile on Yang Facai's face has been distorted by excitement: "Open the market, open the market! Place your bets, Director Jiang, and see whether it will be the big bannermen who kill each other, or Yang Churan will be annihilated along with Haizhou!"

Jiang Ningyun sighed and finally looked back at Yang Facai.

A trace of sorrow flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand slightly and took out her light and exquisite hairpin from the back of her head.

"Is there no market for Simeng? I want to bet on Simeng."

"Simeng is already the dead end of the gambling game! The one surnamed Han cannot become a god, and you three companies can't find a carrier. Do you really want to hope that Simeng is like a dead tree, and wait until the one surnamed Han can bloom again?!"

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, and distant noises and shouts of death filled the air.

"I want it."

Jiang Ningyun took a step forward and raised his head slightly.

"I want the flowers to bloom."
Chapter completed!