Qin Shuo raised his head, with a look of astonishment on his face, and shook his head intuitively:
"impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible," Lin Jiuniang shook her head with a serious expression:
"I didn't think about it at first, but since his body was not seen at the scene, I had to think so?"
Lin Jiuniang's eyes flashed with a hint of depth.
When she detonated the thunder, according to the position they were standing at that time, the man would definitely die.
But in the end it turned out that he was not dead.
He had already planned it.
Therefore, the bombing of Hongtianlei was avoided in time.
And there was something wrong everywhere in the whole thing.
If it were his own words, Marquis Yong'an would definitely weigh it carefully and not dare to enter Anle Village easily.
But he got in.
Because the siege truck gave him the confidence.
This is what the man brought.
Also, when he discovered that there was thunder in his arms, he was obviously stalling for time.
He waited until the last moment to remind Marquis Yong'an that he might also have a thunderbolt on his body.
There are various signs that all this was intentionally guided by the man.
Therefore, she suspected that the other party deliberately let her kill Yongan Hou.
Even if he didn't kill Yong'an Hou, he would probably make up for it with a stabbing blow.
Otherwise, how could it be so easy for me?
When Marquis Yong'an died, none of his secret guards were present, which is also a doubtful point.
Another doubtful point is that the man had noticed that he was observing him from a distance.
How could he not notice that he was framed at such a close distance?
So, there is only one.
Go with the flow.
After Lin Jiuniang told her guess, Qin Shuo fell silent.
Seeing that Qin Shuo still didn't speak, Lin Jiuniang stopped covering up:
"His real name is Qin Zhenghao, right?"
Qin Zhenghao, the youngest brother of Emperor An, was rumored to have passed the throne to him before the old emperor died.
But in the end it was Emperor An who became emperor, and the story is unknown.
Rumor has it that when Emperor An led his men to occupy the palace, Qin Zhenghao committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake.
Now it seems that rumors are just rumors.
After Qin Zhenghao failed to seize the throne, he probably faked his death and hid, waiting for opportunities.
This also makes sense why he wanted to design the death of Marquis Yongan at her hands at this time.
If Marquis Yong'an is not dead, how can he legitimately take over his power?
Everyone wants the throne.
Especially since he almost took that position.
So, in the final analysis, this is an internal struggle, the internal struggle of the Qin family.
It's a pity that the people suffered.
Qin Shuo raised his head and glanced at her:
"Did Xu Yu tell you?"
Lin Jiuniang nodded, "I just received his letter when you were fighting."
From the moment the man appeared, she felt instinctively uneasy, so she asked someone to check the man's identity.
Only now did news come back from Xu Yu.
This shows the mystery of the other party’s identity.
If she had known his identity earlier, she would not have gotten rid of Yong'an Hou at this time.
Isn't it good to keep it and let them eat dog?
Lin Jiuniang felt a little sorry.
In this way, she will not be estranged from Qin Shuo because of killing Yong'an Hou.
By this time, it was getting dark, and some fires were lit around.
Lin Jiuniang found a clean place and sat down.
After sitting down, I realized how tired I was.
Gu Changan is here.
He handed Lin Jiuniang a roasted sweet potato that was still hot.
Lin Jiuniang didn't mind, took it, peeled it off, and ate it slowly.
Gu Changan on the side shook his head:
"Jiuniang, what should we do now?"
"I heard that Marquis Yong'an is dead. Will the rebels disperse? Then we can go home?"
But when he thought of the destroyed houses near the entrance of Anle Village, sadness crept onto his face again.
The village was destroyed again.
Lin Jiuniang shook her head:
"Not at the moment."
After eating the fragrant sweet potatoes in three bites, Lin Jiuniang shook her head:
"The next step may not be peaceful."
He raised his head and said, "Marquis Yong'an is dead, but the person hiding behind him should also come out.
Am I right, Lord Qin?"
Lin Jiuniang looked at Qin Shuo who was silent at the side, "Marquis Yong'an, I'm afraid he is a puppet.
Qin Zhenghao is the mastermind behind all this, right?"
Of course, Marquis Yong'an also has his own selfish motives, otherwise the two would not hit it off.
Now that Marquis Yong'an is dead, everything falls into Qin Zhenghao's hands.
Now, I'm afraid it's the most intense time,
If Qin Zhenghao had the imperial edict from the late emperor, he might have sent troops to bring order to the chaos.
Make this rebellion justifiable.
Gu Changan on the side was stunned.
what's the situation?
Is there anyone behind Marquis Yongan?
Lin Jiuniang ignored Gu Changan's expression and looked at Qin Shuo:
"Tell me, after he consolidated the forces in the hands of Marquis Yong'an, did he turn around and continue to attack me, or did he turn around and go north?"
Qin Shuo glanced at her, "Don't you have an idea?"
Lin Jiuniang smiled, stood up, and stretched:
"Tonight, I can sleep peacefully.
As long as they don't hit my three-thirds of an acre of land, you Qin family can hit you however you like, it has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, she yawned and walked towards the shed where she had stayed.
Qin Shuo didn't say anything, still looking at the direction of Anle Village.
Gu Changan, on the other hand, chased after him excitedly.
What Mrs. Lin means is that the rebels are going to withdraw?
He wants to ask carefully.
At this time, Anle Town is here.
Under the dim kerosene lamp, the military advisor, Qin Zhenghao, was lying shirtless on the bed.
And his back was now a bloody mess.
Stones and sawdust were mixed in, and it was horrible to look at.
Song Zhiyu held medicine and gauze in his hands with a serious expression:
"Master, be patient, the wound is large and it will take time to clean it up."
After he nodded, he immediately started to take action.
Until Song Zhiyu helped him bandage the wound, Qin Zhenghao didn't say a word during the whole process.
When Song Zhiyu took the blood out of the tub and poured it out and came back, he was already dressed.
Qin Zhenghao sat up and looked a little pale.
He took the medicine handed over by Song Zhiyu and drank it without hesitation.
After Song Zhiyu put down the bowl, he said in a deep voice:
"How many people were lost today?"
"More than half!" Song Zhiyu lowered his head.
Qin Zhenghao smiled.
But there was no warmth in her eyes, "That woman was really right.
Half of them were left behind, and half of them were left in Anle Village."
Song Zhiyu raised his head with firm eyes:
"Master, that woman Lin Jiuniang is too evil.
I don't think we need to waste our troops to provoke her now.
The Hongtian Lei in her hand did not show up at the court, which showed her attitude and she could be ignored for now.
We still follow the original plan and set off from the Anle Town Pier and head towards the capital."
After a pause, he said:
"It's okay to wait until the master gets back what belongs to you, master, and then come back to bite Lin Jiuniang's hard bone."
Qin Zhenghao said nothing, staring at the oil lamp beside him and thinking.
Ask casually about the war situation in other places.
Song Zhiyu shook his head and looked a little ugly:
"Master, the current situation is very unfavorable to us.
The advantages we had before are now almost gone."
If they want to reverse this situation, they must capture and capture the capital as soon as possible.
Qin Zhenghao remained silent.
After thinking for a moment, he stood up:
"Tomorrow, I will take people to Beijing.
Song Zhiyu, lead a team and find a way to capture Lin Jiuniang."
He understood why Marquis Yong'an clung to Lin Jiuniang.
Because as long as you have what she has in hand, you can get twice the result with half the effort.
He was already prepared, but he was injured like this, which shows the lethality of that thing.
Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight:
"yes!"
A gloomy look flashed across Qin Zhenghao's face:
"To deal with her, we have to use different methods, do you understand?"
Song Zhiyu's face sank, and then he nodded seriously to show that he understood.