Li Fengyao seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves and woke up from his sleep. The sky was dim and bright outside.
There was no need to sleep anymore. Li Fengyao called his entourage, who came in to help him get dressed, and quietly reported that soldiers and horses were coming in and out of the government office in the middle of the night.
Although he cannot enter and leave the government office at will, it does not stop him from sending people to keep an eye on the government office, especially now that Li Mingyu is not in Jiannan Road.
Li Fengyao was very angry. He was supposed to accompany Li Mingyu when he went to the capital to face the Holy Spirit, but he asked the woman from the inner chamber to go, saying that Jiannan Road cannot live without people, and as an elder he should stay.
He stayed, but the government office still refused to let him in, and he was still controlled by Yan Mao.
"I just need the third master to keep an eye on him." Li Min explained to him.
Okay, he stared hard at Yan Mao.
So it wasn't that he was dreaming, but there was really a military movement. Li Fengyao immediately went to the government office to ask Yan Mao. As soon as he walked out of the yard, Li Min ran over.
"You came just in time." he shouted.
Li Min also spoke at the same time: "Third Master, I am looking for you. I just received news from home."
Li Fengyao said: "There were soldiers and horses entering and leaving the government office last night. Was it Yan Mao who was dispatching troops? Mingyu was not here, how could he dispatch troops at will?"
Li Min said: "The second master sent someone to invite the third master to go back for the New Year. The old lady asked Master Minghai to come here to help."
Li Fengyao was furious: "I'm so greedy, how can a child like Minghai help? I'll write a letter to my mother."
Li Min nodded: "I'll go to the Yamen to see what Yan Mao is doing."
As soon as the two met, they exchanged a few words and then turned around and left quickly and neatly without any nonsense. Their cooperation became more and more harmonious, and Li Fengyao was very satisfied with it.
This is his goal, to train all the servants in Jiannan Road like this.
Li Fengyao returned to the house and wrote a letter to Mrs. Li with affection and reason, asking her not to be coerced by her son. Jiannan Road was not an easy place. It took a lot of effort for him to open up the situation here. If he left at this time
All previous efforts have been wasted, not to mention that now her daughter Mingqi is in Taiyuan Mansion, and both Taiyuan Mansion and Jiannan Road have to hide it. He must keep an eye on it here to ensure that nothing happens.
Of course Minghai can come, but he just has to wait a little longer. When Li Mingyu comes back from the capital, the position of the Jiedushi is completely stable. Then he can come and work by Li Mingyu's side. With the help of brothers, he can break through gold.
Li Fengyao wrote vigorously and did not care about other things.
Li Min was not relaxed when he was sitting in the yamen. The melon seeds on the plate were placed quietly. He put his chin on his hand with a worried look on his face. The rebellion of the Yi people was actually related to Ankang Mountain. When did Ankang Mountain reach out to the southwest? What about that?
Could the assassin be arranged by Ankangshan? The eldest lady is really right, Ankangshan is going to rebel.
When it comes to such a major event, because he doesn't know if there are people from Ankang Mountain lurking in Nanyi, Xiang Yun doesn't dare to bring the eldest grandson of the Ping family to Jiannan Road, so he can only sneak in while taking advantage of the night. Yan Mao also takes advantage of the night.
Take the troops and horses to Nanyi.
Fortunately, this hidden danger was discovered before the rebellion in Ankang Mountain. Otherwise, the eldest lady would seize territory outside, and they would lose their home inside.
Li Min became happy again, stretched out his hand to pinch the melon seeds, and a crunching sound resounded in the quiet hall, but why was he still worried?
Li Min stretched out her hand to hold her brow, always feeling uneasy, because the troubled times that the eldest lady said would come true.
Li Min pinched a melon seed and bit it open again.
When night fell, Yan Mao and Xiang Yun, who had changed two horses and rode quickly, entered the territory of Nanyi.
"I'm afraid even the Governor didn't expect that Ankang Mountain would actually get involved in Nanyi." Yan Mao and Xiang Yun rode side by side and whispered, "And this can't be done in a day or two."
The accused of Ankangshan's greed for power and troops in the Northeast can be convicted of being domineering, but manipulating the Nanyi rebellion is really ironclad evidence that he has different intentions.
Maybe the Grand Governor noticed Ankangshan's strange intentions before he died and reminded the eldest lady, so the eldest lady acted like this?
"I came here to investigate for a long time after the Nanyi rebellion was over, but I didn't expect that the eldest grandson of the Ping family was still hiding here." He blamed himself again, "If it weren't for Brother Yun, you would be here to see everything clearly."
"It's not that I knew everything. It was the Ping family who was so evil-minded and bold that he sneaked back here. Otherwise,
I couldn't find it either." Xiang Yun didn't take credit for it, but became more solemn, "When interrogating the Ping clan's relic, he only said that he heard that Li Mingyu became the Jiedushi, and thought that the baby Jiedushi Jiannandao would not dare to regenerate.
There is chaos, so I want to sneak back. This may be the safest place, but I suspect that if the Ping family dares to do this, they must have a foolproof plan."
Yan Mao nodded in agreement: "Wait for my trial."
The horse's hooves were lifted and they entered a dense forest. There are many dense forests in the southwest of Jiannan Road, especially the southern barbarians. The officers and soldiers in front lit the medicinal torches to disperse the snakes and insects and relieve the miasma.
The torches are like long dragons, but they are like dots of fireflies in the dense forest.
"What I'm most worried about in this matter is Mingyu." Xiang Yun sighed, "If Ankangshan has already been attracted to Jiannan Dao, it will be very dangerous for Mingyu to go to the capital."
The capital is the emperor's world, and Ankang Mountain is the emperor's favorite. If he wants to do something, Jiannan Road is beyond his reach.
This time Yan Mao did not agree and hesitated: "Don't worry, Mingyu won't go to the capital."
Xiang Yun tightened his grip on the reins and said in a slightly surprised voice, "Young master, you are not going to the capital?"
Everyone knew that Li Mingyu was going to Beijing to express his gratitude, and had already left, and was still brewing wine for the emperor on the way.
Yan Mao regretted a little. The eldest lady told him not to tell anyone else about this matter. But Xiang Yun found out that Nan Yi was involved with Ankang Mountain, so he blurted it out. How to explain it?
"If something like this happens, I will arrange for someone to call him back." He said, "Or if we stop on the way, it is natural that the young master will fall ill when he is young."
So the meaning of his previous words was not that Li Mingyu would not go to the capital, but that he planned to prevent Li Mingyu from going to the capital.
Xiang Yun smiled in his heart, but also felt a little sad. It had been a long time since he was coaxed like a child. He didn't show it on his face. He didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't agree immediately. He frowned and objected: "This is inappropriate. Someone in the court will understand."
Use this to attack Mingyu and seize his military governor."
Opposition is true belief. Yan Mao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "As long as Mingyu is not under the control of the capital, he will have the opportunity to refute." He raised his hand and patted Xiang Yun on the shoulder, "We will discuss it later. Let's look at Ping's case first.
Is there any secret hidden there?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp roar and a hail of arrows piercing the sky.
The insect fire light shimmered and changed instantly, covering Yan Mao's front, rear, left, and right formations.
Ambush? Under the firelight, Yan Mao's expression was not surprised at all, and of course he was not disdainful. Every enemy deserves respect, and respect for them means killing them without mercy.
The arrow rain did not rush towards me, but fell down like hitting an iron wall in mid-air. A shout came from the front: "Is this Mr. Xiang?"
At the same time, the fire lit up and the flag of Longyou was waving.
It turned out to be one of our own, and the two fires merged together.
"Sir, someone is here to save the Ping family." Before Xiang Yun could ask why they appeared in the dense forest and attacked, the general dismounted and hurriedly explained, "They didn't succeed. We chased them here, thinking they were fellow enemies.
The party will take care of it."
Sure enough, there are accomplices. Xiang Yun's expression changed slightly. Of course, he was not afraid of the accomplices. "Is there anyone who can escape alive?"
The general leaned over and said, "No, kill them all." He stretched out his hand and pointed back, "No one has stepped out of this dense forest."
The horseshoe armor clattered and burned fiercely. Yan Mao crossed the soldiers and horses and walked to the front. He looked at the open space where the fierce battle had taken place. Weapons were scattered, blood seeped into the black soil, and broken limbs were scattered among the dead bodies.
There were not many dead bodies, but the death was very tragic.
Those who can escape here are the most powerful, and the most powerful are also the ones who fight the most ferociously.
"Sir." The general ran to the middle and pointed at one of the corpses that was facing down with half of its neck cut off, "This man is a criminal."
Xiang Yun stepped forward, Yan Mao did not move, watching Xiang Yun quickly walk towards the corpse, suddenly threw the knife in his hand, the long knife ripped through the air and tore through the night wind, letting out a hoarse whistle, Xiang Yun turned around,
His face was a little surprised when the light of the sword shone on him, but he didn't make the slightest move and watched as the long sword flew towards him and passed over his head.
Screams sounded from behind, and a corpse with a broken leg bounced up in the blood. His eyes were closed and he opened his eyes. He stretched out his hand to hold the long knife inserted in his chest. He made two whooshing sounds and then fell back. This time it was really true.
The corpse was dead, its eyes widened.
Yan Mao strode across
Xiang Yun walked to the corpse.
The general pulled out his knife and said, "Check the body again."
The officers and soldiers responded in unison, spreading out into the field and stabbing their weapons into the dead bodies.
Yan Mao held the knife, looked down at the corpse in front of him, looked sad and sneered: "It's this kind of trick again."
A dead man would be willing to be killed, keep his breath, and then take the opportunity to kill someone when someone comes to check. Li Feng'an died under this trick. He fought through strong winds and waves throughout his life, and finally fell into the hands of the gutter villain, which was very disappointing.
Xiang Yun approached behind him and sighed: "Yes, it's this kind of trick again, but this kind of trick is also the most useful."
The death of the Grand Governor! So that’s it! Chills ran through Yan Mao’s body, and the chill condensed on his neck.
A short sword came from behind.
Yan Mao immediately killed the enemy with a long sword, and a handsome flag anchored the four directions. The sword and the flag faced thousands of troops moving forward. He had never had an opponent. However, who in the world could resist the sword coming from behind?
With a pop, the short sword that was not sharp and flashed with green light pierced his throat. Blood spurted out and fell like rain, covering the face of the dead body with staring eyes at his feet.