At night, in the heavy rain, Gu Xun drove the carriage and drove slowly through the rain curtain.
Although it was said that it was moving slowly, it was actually a little faster than the speed of the East Patrol Team. If nothing else happened, we would have reached Songhai almost after dawn.
Next to Gu Xun, the seriously injured Dianqing was covered in blood, with large and small sword marks all over his body.
These scars were all caused by Tianming's sword energy.
For ordinary people, it is basically a fatal injury, but for the ceremony, it is not bad, it is just a skin injury.
Now that the bleeding has stopped, just apply the wound medicine and wait for it to heal. It will take at most half a month to recover.
What is really serious is the backlash after the hard work is broken, which can make Jianqing lie down and unable to move for at least ten days, and it will take more than a month to fully recover.
However, with Gu Xun personally nourishing the internal organs and meridians with Yuhua Qi, this time can be greatly shortened.
Gu Xun drove the carriage leisurely while healing the ceremony.
Amidst the roar of the heavy rain, Ying Zheng's voice came out from the carriage - separated by a layer of carriage, and the interference of the rain, Ying Zheng's voice was already very blurry. Fortunately, Gu Xun's hearing was good enough.
"How does the mechanism Qinglong compare with Loulan's Demon God of War?"
Gu Xun smiled upon hearing this.
It seems that the Mo family's assassination tonight really left a deep impression on Ying Zheng.
Ever since Gu Xun met Ying Zheng, the only two things he really cared about were power and longevity.
Apart from this, Ying Zheng rarely asked about anything else.
For things like the assassination, Ying Zheng always turned over the story once it was over and would not mention it again.
To be able to ask him again tonight about the Qinglong agency shows that Ying Zheng has really kept this matter in mind.
Of course, Gu Xun would not make fun of Ying Zheng because of this. After laughing, he replied calmly:
"The two are incomparable, there is a world of difference."
"The mechanism Qinglong is still a mechanism after all. It is not an exaggeration to call the Demon God of War a Demon God."
After a while, Ying Zheng's voice sounded again, "If that's the case, the Imperial Master destroyed the Demon God of War, why did he leave behind the Blue Dragon?"
It can be heard that Ying Zheng actually hopes that Gu Xun will directly destroy the agency Qinglong.
The emperor definitely doesn't like having something that can threaten his life that he doesn't have in his hands.
Gu Xun explained calmly, "It's not that I want to keep it, it's just that it's inconvenient to destroy it now."
"The Demon God of War is a creation of a long-lost era. The famous Xuanyuan Chiyou and others are just names now. The Demon God of War should naturally disappear with that era."
"It may not be time yet to set up the Blue Dragon - it may be related to what His Majesty wants. The Yin Yang Family should know better about this."
After another long silence, Ying Zheng spoke again:
"It seems that the Imperial Master knows many secrets that I don't know."
Gu Xun replied calmly, "I may not know more than Your Majesty. Most of it is specious information. It's just that what I want is different from Your Majesty's. It doesn't matter even if many things are vague."
"And if Your Majesty doesn't understand the whole situation, I'm afraid it won't make any sense."
Ying Zheng completely stopped talking.
Gu Xun's words make sense, but not much. The fact is that he knows far more than Ying Zheng.
Although Ying Zheng's men have far stronger intelligence power than Gu Xun, some information cannot be obtained by intelligence spies at all.
Moreover, although there are many channels for Yingzheng to obtain intelligence, it is not always a good thing. The amount of false information that needs to be screened will be several times more, taking up a lot of manpower, material resources and time.
After the carriage moved forward for a while, the unconscious Dianqing groaned and quickly woke up.
If it weren't for Gu Xun's treatment, he would have been in a coma for at least two or three days.
After waking up, Dianqing took two deep breaths and looked around with his eyes covered by linen. He didn't know if he could see it. In short, he knew the current situation.
"Thank you sir for coming to the rescue."
Dianqing thanked Gu Xun.
Gu Xun raised his hand casually and said, "It's just a little effort, but you've suffered a lot today."
"I was careless." Jianqing Weng replied angrily.
He didn't say this to honor himself, it was indeed because he was careless.
With his strength, even if Tian Ming could defeat his hard skills, he would not be able to survive for only such a short time and be severely injured on the spot.
If you choose to be entangled, you can not only delay it for a little longer, but also avoid damaging this virtue.
"It's somewhat good for you, and it's not in vain." Gu Xun comforted him with a smile.
The hard work of Armor Sect practiced in Dianqing has reached the highest level, with a golden body without leaks, a bronze head and iron arms, and there is no room for further progress.
If you want to be more diligent, step-by-step practice has no effect at all, and you can only rely on the method of breaking down and building up again, bit by bit.
This is a stupid way, but it is also the only way.
The upper limit of hard skills ends here, which means the road has come to an end. If you want to continue moving forward, you can only pave the way forward bit by bit.
Dianqing nodded silently, not caring about it.
After so many years, he has given up hope of making any further progress. The effect of this kind of training is also very weak, and it is really not worth mentioning.
After a moment of silence, Dianqing tentatively asked, "Emperor..."
"It's okay." Gu Xun replied directly, "Now we are going to Songhai City."
"Then...that boy..."
"They all ran away. You can find out later what happened specifically. Anyway... it was quite exciting." Gu Xun replied flatly.
Dianqing stopped talking and began to recover from his injuries silently.
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While the emperor continued to march towards Songhai, Songhai also became lively.
Even though it was late at night and early in the morning, Songhai City was ablaze with fire. Looking from a high position, it seemed as if there were several fire dragons dancing in the city.
Those are the soldiers patrolling the city.
After the news of the attack on the emperor came, local officials in Songhai immediately gathered the local garrison to go to the rescue. At the same time, they immediately imposed the strictest curfew and martial law on Songhai City.
In order to welcome the emperor's arrival, Songhai had already started a curfew, but the intensity could only be described as a face-saving project.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Han is not concerned. It is unrealistic to expect local officials in Songhai to strictly rectify public security in Songhai. Moreover, even if they work hard, it is difficult to say how effective they can be.
If everything was fine, there would be nothing to say about what they did.
But now the emperor was attacked, and even though the place of attack was far away from Songhai City, the local officials were still afraid.
They were worried that something would happen to the emperor, and they were even more worried that something would happen to them. However, they had neither the ability to solve the problem of the emperor's attack nor the certainty of escaping from the attack.
In order to protect themselves, they could only try to use actions to prove to the emperor that they were working, so they increased the degree of martial law in Songhai City and arranged a large number of manpower to patrol the entire city non-stop.
Of course, it is also to ensure that Songhai City will not cause trouble in the future.
After the Eastern Patrol Team resolves the attack, they will definitely escort the emperor to Songhai as quickly as possible. They must ensure that the emperor will not be assassinated again after he arrives.
Otherwise, their official hats and heads may be separated from their bodies together.
The sudden big noise woke up many people from their sleep, but the people in Songhai were considered experienced, and they still stayed in their homes and waited quietly for dawn.
Above the Little Saint's Villa, on a cliffside viewing platform, the headmaster Fu Nian looked at the firelight in the city below with a solemn expression.
Behind Fu Nian, Yan Lu stood quietly with a slight smile.
After a long time, Fu Nian, whose clothes were fluttering in the night wind, asked Yan Lu in a deep voice:
"Where is the ovary? Is he resting?"
"He is not in the village tonight." Yan Lu answered truthfully, without hiding anything.
Zhang Liang's absence would be known as soon as he asked, so there was no point in hiding it from Fu Nian now.
Fu Nian glanced sideways at Yan Lu, his face became more and more serious, and continued to ask, "He is not in the village, where did he go?"
"I said I was going to meet an old friend." Yan Lu carefully considered his words and dealt with Fu Nian carefully.
"Old friend?" Fu Nian asked in a deep voice, "What kind of friend will meet in the middle of the night?"
"Maybe it's because the other party is a little inconvenient." Yan Lu replied, "Elder brother should know that many of Zifang's friends have sensitive identities."
"Don't you know his friend?" Fu Nian asked back.
"I don't know, maybe I know him, maybe I don't know him." Yan Lu tried his best to make himself clear while fooling Fu Nian.
"Then what is he going to do when he meets this friend?" Fu Nian changed the question.
If possible, Yan Lu wanted to continue to deal with it casually, but he also knew that he would not be able to let go easily without giving Fu Nian sufficient explanation.
After thinking about it for a moment, Yan Lu replied, "I'm not sure. It's probably... related to a business deal."
"Elder brother knows that the ovary seems to have been spending a lot of money recently."
"Business..." Fu Nian muttered softly, and then confirmed, "Just a business deal?"
"I'll definitely catch up on old times, but that's probably all." Yan Lu pretended to be relaxed and replied with a shrug, "Zifang has always been the most prudent in doing things, so I don't think you need to worry too much."
"Did he say when he would be back?"
"this……"
Just as Yan Lu was about to reply, Zhang Liang's gentle voice with a faint smile rang out:
"You two senior brothers haven't rested yet?"
While Zhang Liang was talking, he walked up to the terrace and stood on the other side of Fu Nian.
Yan Lu seemed surprised and asked, "Zifang, are you back after meeting your friends? How was the business chat?"
Zhang Liang understood immediately after hearing this, nodded and replied, "Everything went smoothly."
"In order to help a friend, I spent a lot of yellow and white things. I just waited for this opportunity to make up for it."
Hearing this, Yan Lu got ahead of Fu Nian and said with a smile, "I only made up a few points, but it seems it's still not enough."
Zhang Liang pretended to sigh and explained lightly, "After all, we are friends who have friendships. When discussing business, we just do it casually. We can't force too much. It's good to make up for it a little."
Fu Nian ignored the nonsense the two brothers said to each other, turned to look at Zhang Liang, and asked seriously, "Just went to see friends?"
Zhang Liang didn't feel guilty, and immediately nodded and replied, "I just met a friend. I have known him for many years, but we have had less communication in the past."
Fu Nian was noncommittal to Zhang Liang's answer. He stared at him for a while before vaguely seeing something, and then warned:
"Songhai is in a troubled time now. If nothing is necessary, you should stay away from the villa for the next two days. The library is undergoing renovations. Please help."
Fu Nian didn't know what Zhang Liang did tonight. Even if he knew, he could not change the reality.
So what he has to do now is to ensure that Zhang Liang doesn't do any tricks behind his back in the next period of time.
The emperor will be arriving soon, so it would be better for Xiaoshengxian Manor to be more stable.
Naturally, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang had no objections to Fu Nian's arrangement and readily agreed.
Yan Lu said it was because he really didn't plan to do anything, so there was no harm in going to the library to help count the books.
Zhang Liang has done everything he needs to do, and there is nothing left to do next.
Looking at the two junior brothers with well-behaved faces, Fu Nian's plain and simple face showed no emotion. He just sighed secretly in his heart and finally left a sentence in the night wind:
"It's very late. Let's go to bed early."
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The next morning, ten miles outside Songhai City, a large group of local Songhai officials were waiting here early.
Some time after receiving news of the emperor's attack last night asking for help, they received another instruction from the General's Mansion - leaving the city to greet the emperor had been advanced, and Zhang Han, the commander of the Shadow Secret Guard, was not coming.
Take them with you.
This is certainly not a good thing for local officials in Songhai.
Zhang Han, a close official of the emperor, personally came out to welcome the emperor into the city, which could serve as a buffer for them and reduce their contact with the emperor.
The less they communicate with the emperor, the less likely they are to expose their problems.
And even if they put aside the issues of pros and cons and just consider their mood, they are not willing to come into contact with the emperor who is said to have a moody temper and act domineeringly and decisively.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But no matter how bad this thing is for them, they have no room for rejection. They can only prepare everything honestly and come to greet the emperor.
And it is not without benefits for these officials, at least it allows them to confirm the emperor's condition as soon as possible.
From the time when the turmoil in the Eastern Patrol Team began to subside until dawn, only half a night passed, and the news about the emperor's attack had already begun to spread widely.
Of course, what is being passed on is all so-called 'gossip' and 'top-secret information', containing a large number of unfounded conjectures and all kinds of dangerous and sensational conspiracy theories.
But what spread the most, and what people were most concerned about, was the emperor's own safety.
The Eastern Patrol Team did not report the latest situation to Songhai City immediately, so even these local officials were curious about what happened to Ying Zheng.
The person may not be dead, but is he injured? If he is injured, is the injury serious?
This is all valuable and important information.
As Songhai officials waited with varying emotions, Gu Xun drove a carriage slowly into their eyes from the other end of the road.
Last night, there was a rapid and not particularly long-lasting heavy rain on the Xixiang Valley Road. Part of the road was washed into mud pits. Gu Xun drove the carriage all the way, and at this time, the body of the carriage was also covered with mud spots.
However, it has not rained here in Songhai. Last night, only dark clouds covered the moon, the stars and moon were dim, and the ground was completely dry, which did not affect the movement of the carriage at all.
The appearance of a single carriage made the local officials in Songhai a little stunned.
This is obviously inconsistent with etiquette!
Is His Majesty the Emperor really sitting in the car? Or is he just someone who came to make contact first?
Soon, these doubts and speculations disappeared, because as the car approached, they saw the driver clearly.
