One winter day, a man in shorts panting heavily walked into the auditorium and said to the steward who was sorting out files:
"Is the hall master here? I have something urgent."
The steward looked at the man in slight surprise, then regained his composure, and continued to write with his pen, thinking over the abacus from time to time, and said without raising his head:
"The hall master is currently unavailable. If you want to post a mission or accept a mission, just register with me."
"Damn it! Something big happened over there on Fangshui Street! Are you sure you don't want to go and notify me right away?"
The man slapped the table with a loud bang and cursed.
The steward was immediately stunned and asked subconsciously, "What could happen on Fangshui Street?"
But he didn't dare to delay. He ordered one of his men to take care of him and ran to the backyard with the man.
In the courtyard, Lin Yuanqiao was naked, sweating profusely, as if he had just been practicing. After hearing this, his face changed slightly, and he said while getting dressed:
"Where did the news come from? Can you confirm its accuracy? Can you contact Fangshui Street now?"
He opened the letter with his hand and asked.
"We can't contact you at the moment. The messenger came from Ye's side, using a white falcon."
The man whispered.
He is a member of the Intelligence Hall, and his job is to tame messenger birds. The white falcon is extremely fast and is considered a first-class and cherished bird and beast. It is difficult to raise and no one will use it except in emergencies.
After a while, Lin Yuanqiao's veins popped out on his face, his face was extremely gloomy, and he said to the man:
"You should contact me immediately and contact the people in Lin Yucheng. You must know what happened!
In addition, notify me immediately of the hunting team and the information hall, and the clan meeting will be held at the mansion in five minutes!"
Lin Yixiang was suddenly filled with a solemn atmosphere, and the number of people walking on the street decreased unknowingly.
Five minutes later, Lin's mansion.
Among the Lin family, there are only a few people who are qualified to hold clan meetings. In addition to the head of the clan, they are also the leaders of the hunting team, the foreign affairs hall and other important halls.
Lin Yuanqiao changed into a black outfit and walked into the family hall expressionlessly, followed by Lin Yuanwen, the leader of the intelligence hall.
At this time, the hall was already full of people. Looking around, they were all the clan members who were left behind in the clan and were above the rank of Ming.
At this time, when they saw Lin Yuanqiao walking in, they all stared at him without saying a word, with solemn expressions.
Seeing this, Lin Yuanqiao exhaled slightly, frowned, turned sideways, and made way for Lin Yuanwen, signaling for him to speak first.
Lin Yuanwen nodded, took a step forward, and said solemnly:
"In Lin Yu County, various strongholds of our Lin family have been besieged by Zhou Sheng's army. The specific reason is that we, the Lin family, are suspected of stealing the spiritual source of the spiritual field outside the city. At present, the casualties are unknown."
After saying that, he stood aside and looked at Lin Yuanqiao.
At this time, the head of the family, Lin Yuanshan, is not here. Lin Yuanqiao, as the person carrying the cauldron of the second house, can be regarded as the real number two person.
"That's what happened. Zhou Shengjun must be serious about it. No news has come out before. The blockade is very tight. Moreover, the reputation of our Lin family in the city is not very good at this time."
Lin Yuanqiao sat down at the front seat and laughed angrily.
"I dare to ask the hall master whether we did this spiritual source matter." At this time, a voice suddenly said.
The person who spoke was the next captain of the hunting team.
"Do you think it's important now whether it's what we did or not?" Lin Yuanqiao said quietly.
After saying that, he waved again, and the manager of the Intelligence Hall who had been in the Foreign Affairs Hall stood up.
"Tell me, I asked you to negotiate with Zhou Shengjun just now. What did the other person say?"
The man was stared at by so many people for the first time. He was stunned, a little nervous, and stammered:
"They only replied: The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers."
After that, the whole auditorium fell silent.
"You tell me what to do, Yuanqiao."
The person who spoke was the deputy captain of the hunting team, Lin Yuanguang.
He is the eldest son of the fourth room in the Lin family.
Lin Yuanqiao was silent for two breaths, then slowly stood up straight and said expressionlessly:
"The matter of Lingyuan is false, and Zhou Shengjun is making arbitrary decisions, so let's fight!
In half an hour, the Intelligence Hall organized three waves of spies to approach Lin Yu City to investigate the movements of Zhou Shengjun's garrison in the surrounding area. All members of the hunting team, including those on vacation, gathered to formulate a corresponding plan to invade Lin Yu."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
Even Lin Yuanwen beside him couldn't help but be stunned.
What does marching into Lin Yu mean? It means rebellion. The rebellion of the great Zhou Dynasty, which has been standing for thousands of years, means that no matter whether it succeeds or not, their entire clan will go to sea to capture documents and they will not dare to appear openly in big cities.
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"What? I didn't make my words clear?" Lin Yuanqiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted loudly: "Everyone on the other side is kicking their noses and faces, and the knife is going to hit our necks, what the hell are you doing?"
Are you so timid that all your blood is on the ladies?"
"Whether to beat or not is secondary. The main thing is to understand what is the cause? Logically speaking, since my uncle is sitting in Luojia Mountain, there should be no..."
Lin Yuanguang was suddenly stunned when he was halfway through his words. Even the brighter tribesmen in the hall were stunned.
Yes, if Lin Zhao was still here, Zhou Shengjun would not do anything bad either emotionally or rationally, but now he is just showing his fangs, isn't it...
"Why are you panicking? I'm still here, the sky won't fall!"
At this moment, a determined voice came from outside the door.
Different from his previous dressing style, Lin Yuantian wore a large robe made of an unknown mountain beast and walked out of the door, holding a red baggage in his hand, and a strong smell of blood emanated from it.
"Brother!"
"Master!"
"Brother Tian!"
"..."
All the clan members in the synagogue stood up with eager eyes.
Lin Yuantian raised his hand slightly.
Everyone sat down.
He walked beside Lin Yuanqiao, sat down as well, and dropped the baggage in his hands on the ground.
Gulu.
The baggage spread out, and what appeared was the head of a middle-aged man. His eyes were frightened, and his lips were slightly open, as if he had encountered something terrible before death and was desperately trying to say something.
Blood spread.
"While wandering outside the village, I met a sneaky guy and beat him to death." Lin Yuantian said casually.
Everyone was silent.
They all knew the middle-aged man. He was the deputy commander of Zhou Shengjun and the deputy battalion commander of Zhentian Battalion. Cang Xiaoyun was usually very arrogant and looked down upon by everyone, but now he was brutally divided.
"Things should have been sorted out, right?" Lin Yuantian sat on his seat with dignity. Lin Yuanqiao was obviously the first seat at this time, but he took the center of the audience away.
"I agree with what Yuanqiao said. If the other side wants to fight, then fight! The barbarian grew up in the mountains hundreds of years ago. The worst he can do is go to the mountains again. Anyway, I am used to it!"
After saying this, everyone in the auditorium smiled knowingly.
The original tense atmosphere disappeared a lot.
After two breaths, Lin Yuantian raised his hand slightly, the place became quiet again, and said softly:
"But before that, I would like to add two points. First of all, we will immediately start organizing manpower to send the old and young from the mansion to the old mansion. We will also send a direct descendant to the mountains to find the adoptive father. First, stabilize the rear area.
Secondly, since you want to hit, use some force!
A regular meeting will be held within the hunting team in ten minutes. Before setting off, we must come up with a detailed plan to surround the Zhou Shengjun camp outside Lin Yu City and enter Lin Yu City with arms."
At the end of the sentence, Lin Yuantian's smile completely disappeared, his face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and he looked at everyone in the audience.
"yes!"
Lin Yuanguang was the first to answer.
Half an hour later.
Hundreds of hunting team members dressed in high-grade mountain animal skins gathered together, mounted strong horses, hung steel knives on their bodies, and approached Lin Yucheng.
At the same time, the remaining people in Linyi Township also started moving. Materials were loaded onto carriages and drove towards Dayan Mountain.
Lin Yucheng, Ye's residence.
In the courtyard, Mr. Ye stood with his hands behind his hands under an old locust tree with three people hugging each other.
This old locust tree has a history of hundreds of years. There is a small grave mound in front of it, with a green sword as thin as a cicada's wings stuck on it.
At this time, his mind was not on the sword, but his eyes were wandering in the direction of Lin Yixiang.
"What's going on over at Lin's side?"
Master Ye asked softly.
A middle-aged man in a strong suit appeared behind him. He paused, nodded and said:
"The Lin family's hunting team gathered nearly a thousand people, led by Lin Yuantian, the head of the Lin family, and headed straight for Lin Yu County.
Moreover, Cang Xiaotian, who was stationed by Zhou Shengjun in Linyi Township, is already dead. In addition, the two teams of Zhentian battalion sergeants he led were all killed, and their bodies were still dumped outside Linyi Township."
At the end of the sentence, the middle-aged man couldn't help but gasp.
Zhou Shengjun's reputation as a representative of the Great Zhou Dynasty is even more outstanding in Huaizhou. Lin is the first person to dare to do such an extraordinary thing.
"It's normal. My brother-in-law has a stuffy personality. He used to be extremely gentle. Once he decides to do something, no one can stop him."
Master Ye smiled, not surprised at all.
"The head of the family, do you think the Lin family dares to attack Lin Yucheng?" After hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but asked curiously.
"It's hard to say." Master Ye shook his head, "What do you think?"
He looked at the middle-aged man with interest.
The middle-aged man was stunned, scratched his head, and said tentatively:
"Didn't I say that there are several people from the next generation of the Lin family in Lin Yu's city to carry the cauldron? I think the Lin family should mainly want to save them. I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to fight, right?
After all, if it is true, why don’t you mention it now? If there are several grandmasters from Huaiping later, will Lin still be able to resist? Wouldn’t he just sit on the wax by then?"
Master Ye smiled after hearing this, but did not continue the topic and asked instead:
"How's the news about my nephew?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said in a low voice: "Now he is being held in the Yamen in Beicheng District. I have contacted the person in charge there, but he is not being released."
"Did you say it was what I meant?" Master Ye's smile disappeared and he asked softly.
The middle-aged man didn't answer.
"It seems that if you have been in seclusion for a period of time, you will no longer be able to speak. This was obviously not the case before."
Master Ye put his index and middle fingers together, rubbed his eyebrows, and walked out of the hospital.
"Master, if we really take action, I'm afraid it will be easy for Zhou Shengjun to put us under the Lin family..."
The middle-aged man hesitated for a while and whispered.
Master Ye paused, did not look back, just waved his hand and continued to move forward.
"Master..."
"You still want to persuade me?"
"No, you forgot to bring your sword." The middle-aged man looked at Mr. Ye's indifferent eyes, swallowed unconsciously, pointed to the green sword under the old locust tree, and explained quickly.
Master Ye was startled, then smiled, his cold face melted away, and he shook his head:
"What should I use this thing for? I am the strongest sword..."