Seeing Xu Luo as the culprit, Yu Chi patted his butt and was about to leave. Yu Chi was so white that his teeth were almost broken.
But the situation at this moment was obviously beyond the expectations of the Imperial Guards. He did not dare to act rashly without the big boss behind the scenes saying anything. He could only watch Xu Luo leave with burning eyes.
There are several people who make the decision, at least Xu Luo is the most junior on the surface, so he can leave whenever he wants.
It's better to be in the Imperial Military Division. It seems that Yu Chi is the only one supporting him. How dare he act at will?
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Zhantai is just an inconspicuous two-story building in the general's mansion.
The only strange thing is that there are no buildings within a few dozen feet near Zhan Terrace. It is so bare that you can see it all at a glance.
But all the soldiers in the Royal Military Department know that Zhantai is the military leader's favorite place to stay, and almost all orders are issued from Zhantai.
Rumors spread, casting a bit of mystery over the ordinary Zhan Tai.
Some people say that Zhantai is the place where the earth energy of the entire Panshi defense line gathers. The military leader is responsible for suppressing this place, so he rarely shows up.
Some people also say that Zhan Tai is the center of the entire city protection talisman formation. The reason why the Military Control Division has been able to ride on the head of the Exorcism Division in recent years is because the military leader holds this ultimate trump card...
And when the Imperial Military Department and the Exorcist Department ignited the grievances between the two parties for many years and were facing each other, a gray-haired figure was slowly approaching in the open space near Zhan Terrace.
The figure walked very slowly, with his feet raised and lowered, as he limped closer to the Zhan Terrace.
But the strange thing is that no one can detect the lame man despite the overt or covert police sentries surrounding him, as if the man doesn't exist.
Until the figure was about to approach Zhan Tai, a middle-aged scribe emerged from nowhere and stood in front of him.
At the same time, several vague murderous intentions appeared all around the high platform, covering the figure tightly.
"Feng Luotian, take your shameless rats and get away from the old man."
The figure seemed to be awake, coughing a few times and then yelled unceremoniously.
The middle-aged scribe was the leader of Camp Feng Luotian who controlled the entire Shadow Guard and was also a direct confidant of Zhao Pojun. He was already cursing in his heart at this moment, but he still smiled gently on his face.
"Luotian has a lot of responsibility, please forgive me..."
Before he finished speaking, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the stage.
"What kind of wind is blowing today that can make Yu Sizheng, who has never left the exorcism department, come to my shabby place to have a talk?"
As laughter spread, a tall and burly figure suddenly appeared on the second floor of Zhantai.
The figure's knife-like facial features revealed a hint of a smile, and it was none other than Zhao Pojun, the military leader of the entire Panshi City Imperial Guards Division!
In contrast, Yu Xiuguang Da Sizheng, whose status was almost equal to his, was somewhat unable to make a move.
At this moment, I don't know if I have been walking for too long. There are traces of sweat on the gray hair hanging down from my forehead. My chest is rising and falling, and I feel like I am out of breath.
If this ghostly appearance were seen by those exorcists, I wonder if they would still have the courage to confront the Imperial Guards?
Zhao Pojun waved his hand downwards, and Feng Luotian bent down to salute and then quietly retreated.
Although it was difficult to move, Yu Xiuguang did not follow Xu Luo's example and use a cane to help. He looked at the towering Zhan Terrace in front of him and shook his head subconsciously.
I don’t know whether he was feeling that the building was too high and it was difficult to climb, or that the sight of Commander Zhao was too difficult and gave him a headache at the sight!
But he hesitated for a moment, and then moved upstairs step by step with difficulty.
Because the up and down range was too large, a small faucet was hung on the waist, making soft rustling sounds from time to time.
Zhao Pojun, who had been sizing him up, had a flash of light in his eyes.
With great difficulty, Yu Xiuguang climbed up to the second floor. He sat down on the ground regardless and complained.
"You can just say that I won't come. Why don't you talk about this poor place? It's a good piece of land but you want to build a staircase.
Why, you’re not tall enough, you can’t see far enough, what do you need to make up for what you lack?”
Even if Zhao Pojun is calm-minded, he can't help but be shocked by his logic at this moment.
He looked at Yu Xiuguang, who was skinny and short, and then looked at his tall and straight figure, who always maintained a sergeant posture. Why am I short?
But the bad old man in front of him was really a bit frightened when it came to his qualifications.
Back then, when I was young, a bunch of energetic guys went crazy, and that was called a powerful and unscrupulous person.
Only young people who don't understand the situation now feel that they are old.
But the tiger didn't fall apart. Even if he took a nap every day, Zhao Pojun still didn't dare to underestimate him.
"If you, old man, are coming, please let me know first. This junior is very happy to ask for you. If you don't want to leave, then I will find someone to carry you here."
Yu Xiuguang looked up to the sky and yawned, patted his mouth twice with his skinny palm, then rubbed his old eyes and dug out a large piece of eye droppings, which bounced to nowhere.
This scene made Zhao Pojun's eyes twitch.
"You kid, you don't need to play this trick. The old man can't bear to see you people doing one thing on the outside and another behind the scenes. You say it in a very polite way, but you haven't seen the slightest bit of trouble in your actions over the years.
polite!"
Yu Xiuguang didn't speak loudly, but his mouth was extremely sharp and mean.
He waved his hand towards Zhao Pojun who wanted to refute, indicating that I don't want you to say it, but me.
"The old man knows that even if we people can walk away, die and disappear without a trace, the big shots in the capital are still worried.
Who makes us prefer to hide in the border areas and stay away from the center, rather than follow the same path and have the same heart as them?
Even though he was beaten like a lost dog back then, he still clings to the thought in his heart. Do you think the big shots are annoyed?"
These words were spoken lightly, but Zhao Pojun on the side seemed to hear countless bloody events and brutal killings from just a few words.
When the Jingjing Rebellion broke out, he was just an unknown member of the Zhao family, and the specific reasons for this are not clear.
I only heard that the elders in the family mentioned that because of their different ideas, the reformed and conservative factions had a fierce battle, and the fight was really dark and dark, and the government and the opposition were shaken.
As for the losers, most of the reformed leaders died in that tragic battle, and the remaining few also fled to other frontiers and rarely interfered in foreign affairs.
And the half-dead old man in front of him is one of the few remaining big bosses from that time.
He didn't know how to answer at the moment, so he could only smile with ridicule. He must have wanted to reward the capital city by suppressing the Exorcism Department in Panshi City all these years.
He understood, and so did Yu Xiuguang.
As long as Yu Xiuguang doesn't die, this process will not end, but he dare not leave.
If he disappears without a trace one day, Yu Xiuguang is sure that even more cruel consequences will await the Reformed Party.
At that time, not only the parties involved, but also more people involved with them will be uprooted, and those people will not let it go until a river of blood is shed.
Seeing Zhao Pojun pretending to be stupid all the time, Yu Xiuguang finally looked at him seriously.
"Those people are really good at picking people, and they really care about the old man. They sent you, a smiling tiger, who can't be beaten or scolded, but he is really talented."
Zhao Pojun didn't understand whether his words were a compliment or a derogation.
But he always firmly believes in a truth: when you encounter an enemy that you cannot see through and cannot defeat, the best way is to lose face.
What's more, the person in front of me is famously unwilling to bully others. As long as he is thick-skinned and not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!
The two have been dealing with each other for so many years, and they already know each other's character very well. Yu Xiuguang obviously didn't want to hear the truth from his mouth.
He didn't come here just to settle old accounts.
To put it bluntly, let alone scolding Zhao Pojun, even if he killed him directly, so what? Tomorrow there will be Yang Pojun, Liu Pojun airborne to Panshi City as quickly as possible, and everything will happen next
will not change.
"You don't have to pretend to be stupid here. The old man is about to be in a coffin, and he won't come to trouble a junior like you.
Besides, over the years, your relationship with Madman Jiehai Zhan has become increasingly close. Although the old man doesn't like it, he always has to give some face to those bastards who are not clear-headed.
This time, how about you give the old man some face and call everyone back?"
Yu Xiuguang's old eyes were blurred, and he looked at the overlapping cornices in front of him, as if he had lost focus.
"The General's Mansion has become more and more powerful in recent years. It can be said that it covers the sky with one hand in Zhongzhou. Even the city protection talisman seems to have your hands and feet. Tsk, tsk, you also secretly created a Qingshan Lieutenant. What on earth do you want to do?"
Zhao Pojun felt an inexplicable suddenness in his heart, and suddenly felt that this bad old man seemed to see everything. Even the deeds he had done in private over the past decades could not be concealed.
"Cough, cough..."
Zhao Pojun coughed a few times and made a vague sound.
"These are all the nonsense of the children below, so why do you have to go there yourself..."
Before he finished speaking, he could no longer speak. For a moment, the bad old man sitting in front of him suddenly woke up like a ferocious beast hibernating in the forest and glanced this way.
But just at this glance, Zhao Pojun suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart, and a huge life and death crisis suddenly suppressed his entire consciousness.
If it wasn't for his extraordinary charisma, he almost jumped up. He hadn't felt this way in countless years.
Zhao Pojun was obviously certain that Yu Xiuguang was only in the Ningsha state at best, not to mention that the two of them were still in the heavily guarded General's Mansion.
But just now, Zhao Pojun had an inexplicable intuition that if he really had to take action, he would definitely die in the hands of this bad old man.
It's like a domesticated husky encountering an old wolf who has been driven out of the pack. There is no comparison.
Only then did Zhao Pojun understand why the family elders had given him so many warnings and instructions before leaving the capital.
Unless it is absolutely necessary, you should never conflict with this bad old man. If you are out there, your life will be affected, so you might as well turn a blind eye or close one eye on some things!
Seeing that he no longer played tricks, Yu Xiuguang nodded with satisfaction.
That mighty and fierce murderous intention disappeared without a trace in an instant like bubbles in the water.
If it weren't for the faint sweat on his forehead, Zhao Pojun almost thought it was all an illusion.