Seeing Jiang Cheng's cold sweat rolling down his face, Ji Ling comforted him kindly: "Your Highness, don't worry, we won't hurt your life."
Jiang Cheng was suspicious: "Really?"
"Really." Mingwei spread his hands, "After all, we don't intend to rebel. It would be a lot more trouble to kill you."
Jiang Cheng calmed down and secretly regretted not listening to the guards just now and insisting on pretending. Jiang Sheng did a great job. He didn't leave any of his own people behind, even his guards were taken away, letting others take advantage of the loophole.
He calmed down and tried his best to comfort the thugs softly: "As long as you don't hurt my life, just tell me whatever you need, and I will give you my full cooperation."
Ming Wei, who was standing behind him, exchanged glances with Ji Ling and said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't worry, we don't want anything, we just want to borrow your identity."
…
Yang Shu led his guards and searched in the mountains and fields.
This guard is composed of the descendants of the generals of the Yang family. Their ancestors followed Princess Chang and the old Marquis Boling of the Ming Dynasty to fight on the battlefield and went through life and death. They were selected at a young age to study and practice martial arts with him and were loyal to him.
The greatest wealth of the Bolinghou Mansion is them.
"Sir, there's something wrong!" Ah Xuan came over to report, "They found this."
Yang Shu looked closely and saw that what Ah Xuan was holding was a small piece of cloth. Judging from the way it was woven and dyed, it should be something from a foreign race.
"That's him! Keep looking!"
"yes."
Yang Shu looked up at the mountains and forests at night. It was too dark, which made the search more difficult.
But he had to look for it. Only by immersing himself in this matter could he think less.
At the same time, on a hillside a few miles away, the emperor handed over a hand stove: "The night wind is cold, warm your hands."
Concubine Pei smiled, took Concubine Hui's hand, and hugged the heater together: "Your Majesty, don't worry about us, I and Concubine Hui will take care of each other."
The emperor nodded, smiled tenderly at Concubine Hui, and went back to discuss with the commander of the imperial army.
Suddenly there were flashes of fire in his field of vision. The emperor squinted his eyes and asked, "Who is this?"
After a while, the shadow guard came to report: "It's the Third Young Master, leading the search."
The emperor had a complicated expression: "It's him..."
None of his three sons noticed anything unusual, but he chased them.
"Your Majesty, do you want to be summoned?" Shadow Guard asked in a low voice.
The emperor was silent for a long time.
At this moment, a firework lit up in the distance, shooting straight into the sky and disappearing in an instant.
The commander of the imperial army was overjoyed and said: "Your Majesty, Immortal Commander Xuanfei has caught the demon!"
A smile appeared on the emperor's face: "Let him report back quickly." After a pause, he looked at the fire on the other side and said, "Send the message and call that boy over."
Xuanfei sent a signal, and the other side must have seen it, so it would be pointless for them not to send a message.
Yang Shu was relatively close and arrived in a short time.
"Your Majesty." He bowed and saluted, "I noticed that you were missing. I was worried that something might happen, so I went out to search without authorization. I hope that your plan was not ruined."
The emperor smiled and said: "I summoned Master Xuanfei and alerted the wizard, so I temporarily changed my plan. I didn't tell you because I wanted to paralyze the enemy. The fact that you came here shows that you have put some thought into it."
"Your Majesty!" As he spoke, Xuanfei arrived.
His face was pale, dripping with sweat, and he looked very tired. When he came closer to salute, he discovered that his sleeve was broken, and his exposed arm was completely black.
"Pindao fulfilled his mission and brought the person here." He pointed to the wizard behind him who was tied up by the disciples of Xuandu Temple.
The wizard wore servant clothes and had an old face. He looked like an ordinary old servant and did not look like a foreigner.
"Thank you for your hard work, Lord, please go aside and rest." The emperor comforted him gently.
Xuanfei clasped his fists, said nothing, and retreated to heal his injuries.
This was really a tough battle for him. Fortunately, he was well prepared and won in the end.
Otherwise, the first task of taking up the post of Guanzhu will end in failure, because the emperor may not be happy to make him a national preceptor.
The emperor's eyes fell on the wizard.
"Who are you?"
The wizard sneered, closed his eyes, and said nothing.
The emperor was patient and continued: "Why did you sneak into the camp and harm me?"
This person listens but does not hear.
The commander of the imperial army said: "Your Majesty, why don't we execute him? People like him won't speak without being punished."
The emperor pondered for a moment and waved his hand.
Yang Shu thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty, this person is a wizard. I'm afraid ordinary torture methods are not effective. I'd better ask Master Xuanfei to trouble him again?"
As soon as he spoke, the wizard suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him.
"Who are you?" The hoarse voice was the same as what I heard last night.
Yang Shu was confused: "What does this have to do with you?"
The man still stared at him, carefully studying every inch, and finally his eyes fell on his eyebrows: "No, you shouldn't have this mole. You are..."
"Kill him!" A scream suddenly sounded.
But it was Concubine Pei who was sheltered from the wind and shouted.
Yang Shu instinctively took action, unsheathed his sword, and in just a blink of an eye, it slit the wizard's neck.
"Poof -" blood spurted out and splashed all over the floor.
Yang Shu didn't expect that he would be so decisive. In fact, he didn't understand what happened yet. Perhaps Concubine Pei's shout contained too much urgency.
He looked at Concubine Pei blankly.
Concubine Pei had already come out of the shelter. There was no blood under the firelight, and her whole body was trembling.
The emperor, who felt most sorry for her, stared at the wizard's corpse with a gloomy expression.
The commander of the Imperial Guard opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
The night wind blew by, silently.
After a long time, the emperor finally spoke.
He ordered the commander of the imperial army: "Pull it down!"
The commander hesitated for a moment and quickly glanced at Yang Shu: "Third Young Master..."
"Tell you to drag me down!" the emperor shouted.
The commander of the imperial army had no choice but to agree and ordered his men to drag the wizard's body down.
The emperor turned around and walked quickly towards Concubine Pei.
"Why did my concubine come out? The wind is so strong, I'm going to catch a cold."
His voice was still so gentle, but from beginning to end, he didn't even look at Yang Shu, and he didn't even mean to comment on his behavior of killing the wizard.
Concubine Pei was shaky, grabbed the emperor's hand, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I... let's go back first."
"Okay." The emperor still smiled and nodded, then turned to tell everyone, "Pack up and go back to the camp."
"yes."
The shadow guards of the Forbidden Army left one by one, escorting the emperor and the two concubines back to the camp.
Yang Shu was still standing there, the sword in his hand was dripping with blood, his face was extremely pale, and his back felt cold.
He raised his head, and he was confused. It seemed as if nothing had happened, but also as if something had happened.
"Sir," Ah Xuan said, "Shall we go back?"
Yang Shu composed himself and nodded.
Just as he was about to turn around, Xuanfei slowly walked over.
He stood still in front of Yang Tie and looked at his features carefully. Gradually, his expression became serious.
"Sure enough, there shouldn't be this mole..." He murmured.