Inside the tea room of the Jifu martial arts arena.
"That's natural." Ji Gang nodded and asked, "What about the second one?"
"Secondly, Wang Xian must not be allowed to leave Qingshou Temple." Zhuang Jing said solemnly: "If Wang Xian leaves Qingshou Temple in the next few days, we will be in vain."
"Why did he hide in Qingshou Temple?" Ji Gang thought about it and asked.
"The first is to distract us. He knows that as long as we don't find him for a day, he will keep trying hard to find him. The second is to facilitate contact with some people. It is said that Gu Xingzu has already met him, and there are also people who have met him.
You must pass him, but you have to go back and check before reporting to Dong Weng." Zhuang Jing said in a deep voice: "As for the third, it should be to convince Yao Guangxiao. The reason why he took this risky move was obviously because he knew that the chance of winning was not good, so he had to
The soldiers made a dangerous move to win Yao Guangxiao's support. Unexpectedly, the devil is as tall as the Taoist, and we have discovered their whereabouts, which will directly lead to their total loss."
"Gu Xingzu...has he betrayed you?" Ji Gang was shocked. If it hadn't been for this unexpected discovery, he would have been caught off guard. He was so shocked that he didn't even hear what was said behind him.
"He must have rebelled." Gu Xingzu recounted the recent abnormal behavior of Marquis Zhenyuan.
"It's not right, he just rebelled." Ji Gang snorted coldly: "But don't touch him first, let him run free for a few days, and finally catch them all.
"Yes." Zhuang Jing nodded in agreement.
"Where's Chang San?" Ji Gang asked again.
"It should be fine." Zhuang Jing said, "I will send someone over tomorrow to pick him up and meet that person."
"Well, be careful not to be followed." Ji Gang nodded and said a little worriedly: "What if Chang San, who is your uncle, can't convince him?"
"Then we can only play that trump card." Zhuang Jing said with a deep voice.
"Do you want to take that person to that place?" Ji Gang asked with a tense expression.
"It's really not possible, this is the only way." Zhuang Jing sighed and said: "Once the King of Han launches an attack, the situation will change rapidly, and we don't know what will happen then. We must make sure that the person agrees to cooperate with us before launching the attack.
It depends on whether we make wedding dresses for people or whether we can have the last laugh."
"Okay." Ji Gang was convinced and nodded: "You can make the arrangements, but you must be careful not to let anyone find out that you have been there."
"This is natural." Zhuang Jing nodded and said, "No one has visited that place for more than ten years. As long as we are careful, nothing will happen."
"Hey, go ahead..." Ji Gang nodded, rubbed his face vigorously, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "How come the greater my hopes, the more nervous I become?"
"This is normal." Zhuang Jing said with a smile: "The premise of worrying about gains and losses is because you really see hope. If you can't see hope, who would worry about gains and losses?"
"Hehe, that's right." Ji Gang nodded and said fiercely: "Then it's my mother."
The sound of Sanskrit was lingering, and in the night-filled Qingshou Temple, Shi Wan walked out of Wang Xian's meditation room with familiarity. Hearing the signal, he opened the door quickly to let him in, and then stepped to the door to look out for the wind.
"Sir, Doctor Wu has received a letter. Ji Gang agreed that they should go see that person, but only one person is allowed to go, and they can only see him once every three days, and they can only see him for a quarter of an hour at a time." Shi Wan bowed deeply and lowered his head.
Shengchun reported: "If they agree, they can go see that person tomorrow."
Wang Xian nodded and asked, "Doctor Wu, what do they mean?"
"They had no choice but to agree..." Shi Wan said softly.
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded. This was not unexpected, and it did not deviate too much from his plan. There was no technical difficulty in frame-up, not to mention that the other party was a piece of shit.
"Master Wu, please give me your instructions, is it necessary to launch a rescue operation?" Shi Wan said softly.
"No need." Wang Xian shook his head and said: "Find out the whereabouts of that person first, and then just stand still." After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes and said, "This game of chess is already very complicated, and even I am involved in it. Which one
It’s no longer up to me to decide which one goes first and which one goes last..."
"Yes." Shi Wan nodded as if he didn't understand, and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
At noon the next day, an inconspicuous carriage drove into the alley where Zhuang Jing had been yesterday and stopped outside the gate of the small courtyard.
The carriage stopped and the driver came down and knocked on the door. Chang Sen opened the door.
"Sir, would you like to get on the bus?" The driver hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Chang Sen nodded, closed the door and walked out. The driver hurriedly opened the door and reached out to help him, but all he saw was that the other person was already sitting firmly in the car.
The driver was naturally a master of Jinyiwei. Seeing the opponent's skills, he couldn't help but secretly gasp. He said to himself that I have practiced martial arts for ten years in vain. I am afraid that I can't make three moves in front of this person. I quickly shook my head, trying to get rid of the deep-rooted feeling.
Fearful, he sat down in the driver's seat, raised his whip and drove the carriage, leaving the alley and entering the bustling street.
In the carriage compartment, in addition to Chang Sen, there were two muscular men in civilian clothes. Facing such a terrifying master, these two men were shaking nervously. It took a while before one of them plucked up the courage to speak.
"My lord, I'm offended. The higher-ups have ordered you to wear this..." When he said this, he didn't even dare to raise his head.
Another man took out a black bag from his sleeve and looked at Chang Sen eagerly. When he saw him closing his eyes, he plucked up the courage and put it over his head.
Chang Sen remained motionless and allowed himself to be tossed around. With his head covered like this, he sat on the carriage jolting for a long time before gradually losing the sound of people. He could only hear the rustling autumn wind outside the carriage and the grinding of the wheels against the ground. He knew that this was an accident.
Chang Sen grew up in the capital, so he naturally knew that if he had walked normally, he would have left the capital an hour or two earlier. The other party was obviously going in circles. One was to avoid being followed, and the other was to make it completely difficult for him to distinguish things.
north and south.
The carriage walked for a while, and he heard the sound of the door opening. The carriage seemed to have entered many courtyards, and then it slowly stopped.
The two men quickly took off their hoods and apologized profusely. Chang Sen ignored the two men, stretched his arms, and stepped out of the carriage.
By this time it was almost dark. In the courtyard, Master Zhuang had been waiting for him for a long time. He smiled and bowed, looked at Chang Sen and said: "The general has been offended. This is an extraordinary time and we must not do anything like this."
"Where is my master?" Chang Sen looked calm, standing there like a mountain. Although he was only one person, he had the momentum of thousands of troops.
"Over there." Master Zhuang pointed to a small courtyard with lights on in the distance and said with a smile, "I won't accompany you in there because it will be an eyesore." After saying this, he clapped his hands and ordered the guards inside and outside the courtyard: "Let this place go."
Generals, please behave yourself when you enter."
The guards responded with a bang and watched Chang Sen enter the small courtyard.
There are three main rooms in the small courtyard, as well as east and west wing rooms, all of which are occupied by guards. In this manor, which is already tightly guarded, the people are still so guarded, which shows how much the other party pays attention to the person inside.
Chang Sen stood outside the door of the main room for a moment, regaining his breath, and then gently opened the door. Immediately, two warriors looked over with vigilance, but Chang Sen's eyes did not stay on them at all, but looked at
Sitting cross-legged on the Kang, that thin and sad middle-aged monk. Who is Emperor Jianwen who was kidnapped in Fujian?
"Your Majesty..." Chang Sen's eyes immediately turned red. It had only been more than a month since he last saw Zhu Yunkang, and he seemed to have aged ten years.
"Uncle?" Hearing this voice, Zhu Yunkang, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, was shocked. He opened his eyes in disbelief and saw that the burly and heroic man was not Chang Sen who had been protecting him for thirteen years.
Which one? Zhu Yunkang's tears immediately flowed down, just like a child who had been bullied and finally saw his relatives who came to protect him.
"You guys get out." Chang Sen was about to step forward. The two guards subconsciously wanted to stop them, but they felt an unparalleled force coming. The two of them were thrown out of the room like balls. Until they were thrown.
When I got to the ground, I didn't even have time to say, 'Don't come in.
Chang Sen flicked his sleeves and closed the door tightly. The next moment, he was in front of Jianwen, knelt down on one knee and apologized: "My incompetence has made Your Majesty suffer."
"Uncle, get up." Jianwen quickly went to help him, but Chang Sen was like nailed to the ground. How could Jianwen help him? "If you can't get up, I will kneel with you." Jianwen said and really wanted to kneel down.
In front of Chang Sen, Chang Sen quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, and he had no choice but to stand up.
After many hardships, the uncle and nephew finally met again. There were so many words to say that they could only stare at each other in silence. Looking at each other for a long time, Jianwenfang choked up and said: "Uncle, do you still care about me, an ominous person who will only drag others down?"
What do people do?”
"Your Majesty..." Chang Sen choked and said, "Don't say that, I will die for your Majesty without any regrets."
"Hey, I knew you would be like this." Jianwen shed tears sadly: "Originally, I wanted to die and stop binding you. But those people actually made it impossible for me to die..."
"Your Majesty has a body of ten thousand gold, how can you talk about life and death so lightly?" Chang Sen was startled and hurriedly advised: "What's more, the way of heaven is clear, and things will turn to the extreme. We have survived for so many years, naturally we have God's blessing, and we can always wait until the end of peace comes.
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"I have given up hope. If I live one more day, more loyal ministers will die for me." Jianwen couldn't listen at all. He raised his head, looked at Chang Sen and said: "Uncle, can you help me?"
Are you a favor?"
"Your Majesty, please speak?" Chang Sen didn't react for a moment. It wasn't until he heard Jianwen say the words "Kill me," in a voice that only two people could hear, that he changed his face in shock and said, "This, absolutely
"No"
"This is my will, you can't resist it." Jianwen said with a firm expression: "Uncle, don't be unbearable. Death is relief and rebirth for me. Doesn't uncle have to be cruel and see me continue to suffer?"
"This, Your Majesty..." Chang Sen was completely confused. Under the candlelight, he saw that Jianwen Zhang's young and handsome face was full of weathered and suffering colors, especially those gray eyes, which were completely miserable.
There was no interest in life. He couldn't help but feel like a knife was twisting his heart. In a daze, he actually followed the instructions and raised the palm that cracked the stone...