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Chapter 118

When Jiang Wenfeng arrived at the gate, Jiao Zhizheng confronted the Dongning garrison.

Just listen to Jiao Zhi shouting: "You little Mr. Qian, what qualifications do you have to talk to grandpa? Call Tu Dahu over!"

Jiang Wenfeng turned around and asked, "Is it really Yuan Kun?"

"Yes. Someone from the Imperial City Department came a step late and asked Wu Kuan to encourage him to kill Tu Dahu and seize the military power."

Jiang Wenfeng frowned.

Killing Shangguan would be troublesome.

If he didn't kill him, he could still figure it out slowly. If he killed him, it means that the opponent has no way out and there is only one way to get to the dark side.

"Sir," Lei Hong suggested, "Why don't my subordinates try their best to catch the thief first and capture the king first?"

Jiang Wenfeng waved his hand: "Although your martial arts skills are high, you can't take advantage of the bow and crossbow, so why waste your life?"

"But……"

Jiang Wenfeng pondered: "This Yuan Kun, I remember is a descendant of the Yuan family of Jian'an Hou?"

"Yes, his grandfather is Yuan Xiao, the Marquis of Jian'an."

Jiang Wenfeng nodded and walked out of the door.

"grown ups!"

"Master Jiang!"

Outside the government office, there was a commotion because of his appearance.

The sergeant Dongning who surrounded the Yamen couldn't help but feel a little timid when he saw that the patrol censor actually showed up.

It's not that Jiang Wenfeng is so powerful, but that he represents the supreme dignity of the Emperor.

No matter how vigorously they shouted before, most people will still show fear when facing authority.

Jiang Wenfeng nodded to his guarding sergeants and marched out.

Jiao Zhi waved his hand, and immediately a row of soldiers with shields rushed forward and formed a circle.

Jiang Wenfeng smiled and waved his hand: "General Jiao, tell them to stand down. I believe they will not attack me."

"Sir..." Jiao Zhi looked troubled. He had already heard the news about Tu Dahu being killed. Since the other party dared to kill Tu Dahu, what would happen if he killed another Jiang Wenfeng? We had already committed the crime, so we didn't care how serious it was.

Jiang Wenfeng said: "I believe in the descendants of Marquis Jian'an. At that time, Taizu felt deeply about the suffering of the people and was angry and raised an army to resist the tyranny. Marquis Jian'an gave up his family wealth and entrusted his mother to accompany him life and death. How can the descendants of such loyal people be like this?"

Comparable to thugs?”

The sergeants surrounding the Yamen did not expect to hear these words, and the atmosphere became silent.

Jiang Wenfeng looked calm, turned to face the rebels, and asked with a smile: "Who is the descendant of Marquis Jian'an?"

A tall military man on horseback said solemnly: "That's it."

Hearing Jiang Wenfeng's praise of his ancestors, Yuan Kun was not happy at all, his eyes were heavy, alert and filled with a touch of disgust.

"Do you think you can escape safely just by praising your ancestors? Our ancestors are righteous, so why do you need to confirm it? History will have its own fair judgment!"

"A good Qingshi has his own opinion, and the general is indeed very courageous." Jiang Wenfeng raised his hand, clapped his hands gently, and asked with a smile, "Then what is the general doing now? The Marquis of Jian'an followed Taizu and raised an army for the sake of the people's livelihood. Why did the general

Motivated by other people’s selfish motives?”



There are stacks of organized books in the box.

Yang Shu casually picked up a book, flipped through it, put it aside, and picked up another book.

After reading three or five books in this way, his expression gradually became serious.

Mingwei stretched out his hand and tapped something in the box: "So many properties were prepared by the Prince of Liuyang County. How much progress can he make after so many years? This person wants to rebel. It's really not just talk."

"Prince Liuyang is different from Prince Qidong." Yang Shu said, "My uncle, Prince of Jin, is not as capable as the other two, but he is his son. He was very favored back then, and he is the emperor's son.

The eldest grandson will line up behind him."

The emperor's eldest grandson was the legitimate son of Prince Sihuai, and he also died in that turmoil.

Mingwei picked up another booklet and found that there were all kinds of strange secret messages written in it.

"What's this?"

Yang Shu took it and took a look at it, then said: "It's a secret text, and it records some addresses."

His eyes widened as he stared at the cipher text, calculating rapidly in his mind. After a while, he found what he wanted from other books, opened them one by one, and finally connected them into a sentence.

"This should be his secret treasury." He raised his head and told the guard captain, "Write it down."

"yes."

Those who could work for him were all literate. The guard quickly took out a pen and paper, and the captain of the guard took down every sentence he heard.

Mingwei propped up his chin and watched with interest.

While watching, look for patterns.

After listening for a while, she suddenly said: "This should be about page 34, right?"

Yang Shu was startled for a moment, then read the secret text carefully and turned to page thirty-four. Sure enough...

He looked at her suspiciously: "You also know the secret text?"

Mingwei looked back: "That's what you taught me just now!"

Big eyes and small eyes.

"Go away!" Yang Shu said angrily, "What was a woman like you born to do? You don't even have to work for a man, right?"

It was rare to see him showing such real emotions. Mingwei laughed and stopped disturbing him. He lowered his head and continued to read other things.

Countless properties, perhaps secret warehouses containing military supplies, and numerous officials’ handles spread throughout the civil and military sectors of North Korea and China...

Prince Liuyang's rebellion seems like a real thing. If it hadn't been dealt with in time, it would have been a big hidden danger.

In comparison, Prince Qidong's rebellion was just like playing house.

Ming San, who faked his death, was his think tank, and Mr. Qingke Wu beside him was his right-hand man, plus some officials from Dongning, the underground granary of Baoling Temple...

That's it, it's far from successful rebellion!

It's really strange. Couldn't a person like Ming San see this? Taking refuge with Prince Liuyang is justifiable, but taking refuge with Prince Qidong is just ridiculous.

Didn't he want to succeed in instigating Prince Qidong to rebel?

Don’t want to...succeed?

Mingwei suddenly thought of something.

She took out the dark wood peace charm, turned it over, and saw a simple star map on the back.

"Ghost Golden Sheep..." she murmured.

Yang Shu's interpretation had come to an end. Hearing the voice, he asked casually: "What?"

Mingwei handed over the peace talisman: "Look."

Yang Shu's knowledge did not cover this aspect, so he had to ask her: "Any questions?"

"This is the ghost constellation," Mingwei said, "the second constellation in the south among the twenty-eight constellations, which is the ghost golden sheep."

Yang Shu vaguely realized something, but it was not clear yet: "What do you mean..."

"Remember the Xuanshi who came to save Ming San? What was his name?"

"Old ghost!"

Mingwei nodded: "I thought it was just a title before, but now that I think about it, maybe it's a specific title."

Ghost Golden Sheep, old ghost.

Mingwei recalled that in his previous life, when the three masters and apprentices were being hunted down, they heard a conversation between two people.

They call each other "Dou Mu Xie" and "Bishui Xie".

They are the same twenty-eight constellations.

Her hands were shaking a little.

In their previous lives, the three masters and disciples never understood why those people were chasing them.

Now that she has arrived seventy years ago, will she uncover the truth of all this?

Before she could say anything else, a guard came hurriedly: "Sir! Something bad has happened. The Dongning garrison is surrounding the Yamen, and Mr. Jiang is confronting them!"


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