Chapter 594 The Tragic Situation in the Refugee Area
Yu Fudong opened his mouth when he heard this, sighed, and the two of them walked forward side by side.
"Miss." An Yi came in a hurry.
Yu Wushuang saw that his breath was unstable in a blink of an eye, and immediately knew that something might have happened.
"Grandpa, you go and have a rest first, and I'll go out for a while."
"An Yi, what happened?" Yu Fudong turned around and asked.
He secretly looked at Yu Wushuang.
"Let's see what she does." Yu Fudong said in a deep voice.
"Grandpa, it should be a trivial matter in Liuli Ju, so don't ask about it." Yu Wushuang said, pushing the old man forward.
"You girl..."
"You don't understand anything about Liuliju, so why do you want to get involved?"
Yu Fudong was pushed to the hall by Yu Wushuang, with a sullen face and a very helpless expression.
"Grandpa, I'm leaving. I'll come back and finish dinner with you after I finish my work in the evening." Yu Wushuang's voice came out, and the person had already ran three or four meters away.
As soon as Yin arrived, he realized that the person who had escaped had disappeared.
Yu Fudong held on to the door frame and stared at the people who ran out.
The descendants of the Yu family all like to report good news but not bad news, and now they all think he is old and don't want to tell him anything.
"Hongzhang, you follow her personally and don't let her make any mistakes."
"yes."
People flowed out in the dark.
Yu Fudong's eyes flashed. He didn't want much in this land of massacres. As long as the descendants of the Yu family could be safe, it didn't matter if he was buried here.
"Come here, prepare a car and go to the high priest's house.
The priest's divination is about to begin. He won't be able to see Jing Tianquan before the divination. The priest's descendants are still acceptable.
Yu Wushuang left Yu's house, turned around a few streets, and then parked the car.
"An Yi, what happened?"
An Yi quietly landed outside the car in Wuxi, Ningqi noticed that there were no followers around, and lowered his voice and said: "The refugee area was attacked last night, and the death toll was heavy."
"How is Third Brother?" Yu Wushuang opened the car curtain.
"Third Young Master... is injured."
"Is it serious? Where is he now?" Yu Wu's eyes narrowed.
"In the small town outside the city, it's not clear how serious the injuries are, but don't worry, young lady, our people are guarding you there." An said.
"Let's go out of the city."
Rest assured? How can she rest assured?
When strangulation occurs in a refugee area, you don't have to think too hard to know who is responsible.
Dongyue Palace.
"Is there someone protecting the refugee area?" Emperor Dongyue was shocked.
"They are members of the Yu family and Prime Minister Shen's family. We entered the Qilian Mountains at midnight last night. We could have solved them all, but we never thought that Shen Xiao would find the army in the city, so we had to withdraw first and seek the emperor's will." Wu Rong said.
Emperor Dongyue pondered, the Yu family has connections with the refugees, could it be that the Yu family instigated the refugees to come?
No, probably not. There is no conclusion about Prime Minister Shen's involvement in the refugees.
Putting his fingers on the chair, which was uneven, he turned to look at the faucet on the armrest.
This was the last time Yu Wushuang caught it with his bare hands, and his five fingers happened to catch the dragon head.
"How long have the refugees been in the Qilian Mountains?" Emperor Dongyue said in a deep voice.
"About five or six days."
Five or six days are enough for the refugees to reach Kyoto City.
Is Prime Minister Shen’s family planning to resettle refugees in the Qilian Mountains?
Where did he get so much money——
Emperor Dongyue thought about the Yu family again. There were so many gangsters who spent a lot of money all day long. It was impossible for the Yu family to spend money to resettle them. Why?
"Don't move for now, but the refugees will never be allowed to get close to Kyoto City."
"yes."
"Your Majesty." Deshun came in a hurry.
Emperor Dongyue waved his hand and Wu Rong withdrew.
"Your Majesty, this Jing family member is even more stubborn than the high priest. If he doesn't meet the high priest, he will swear to death that he will not inherit the position of priest." Deshun stepped forward with a sad look on his face.