On the other side, Lu Mingyou returned to Lu Mansion.
Walking into the backyard, he asked: "Wu San, how about the things I asked you to go to Hu County to do?"
Wu San bowed and said: "Master, it's been done. Mo Yifei has been captured by our people and is now hiding in a secret place outside the city. Not to mention Du He, even if the Forbidden Army comes out, there is no way to capture her.
You are really lucky to have found that boy Du He. This girl Mo Yifei is very pretty with her dewy-looking face. Sir, why don't you just take her in?"
Lu Mingyou said in a cold voice: "I, Lu Mingyou, want what kind of woman I can't get, but I have to get the woman Du He has used. In three days, no matter what method I use, I must get the secret recipe for glass making from her mouth."
After finding out the secret recipe for making glass, he found dozens of men, ravaged her, then killed her and gave the body to Du He."
"yes!"
Wu San took the order and left.
Lu Mingyou said coldly: "Brother, within three months, I will take Du He's head as a memorial to you."
…
Changan International Shopping Center.
Officialdom.
Suddenly a group of Tsing Yi scholars appeared.
At first glance, these people look quite normal.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, people were stunned.
As soon as these guys got off the carriage, they started talking nonsense.
"The dean definitely wants us to figure out Lu's next move."
"What the hell, the next move must be for us to figure out how to kill all the Lus."
"Yes, kill all the Lu family."
"I already have thirty-six ways in my mind to kill all the Lu family."
"Then let's get started."
"I have ninety-nine ways to kill all the Lu family, and it doesn't cost a single soldier."
One by one they said excitedly, their voices louder than the last, and they could be heard from across the street.
Many people who were around to inquire about the news were dumbfounded.
These people are all crazy.
Then, scholars came forward one by one and saluted Du He respectfully.
"Meet the dean!"
Du He came over and waved his hand: "You have a stick of incense and you can calculate for me the next move of Old Gou Lu."
"yes!"
Zhang Xuansu hurriedly stepped forward and lit a stick of incense.
Then, these guys started to get busy in the square, discussing as if no one else was around.
The time for burning incense has not passed yet, and the results are out.
A tall scholar stepped forward in person and reported: "Dean Qi, after our calculations, Lu's next move will be on Miss Mo Yifei. Lu will definitely use whatever means necessary to obtain glass manufacturing products from Miss Mo."
The secret recipe will then use Miss Mo to take revenge on you. Moreover, it won’t take long, it will definitely be around three days.”
Du He nodded: "I understand."
After that, he said to Zhang Jian: "If it's done, send them to Pingkangfang."
After hearing this, a bunch of guys from the think tank cheered: "Thank you, Dean!"
…
Lu Mansion.
Wu San said: "Sir, the gang of lunatics under Du He are all crazy, but they can figure out all our plans. It's really unbelievable."
Lu Mingyou sneered and said: "So what if we calculate it? Now, Mo Yifei is in our hands. Even if Du He has three heads and six arms, he can't escape from our hands. As long as I, Lu, master the secret recipe of glass manufacturing, I can kill Du He."
One blow to completely defeat the Dream Group, and then, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Du He's end is coming."
Then, he ordered: "Go outside the city immediately, and you must use the fastest speed to get the secret recipe for glass making from Mo Yifei."
"yes!"
…
"Three days are indeed a bit hasty. Master, if we can't break the situation, everything will be over." Zhang Xuansu said with a heavy face in the Chang'an International Shopping Center Plaza.
Zhang Xuansu is good at strategy, but facing this situation, he is powerless.
Du He said: "Old Zhang, this time Lu Mingyou and I are fighting to the death. Either he dies or I die. There is no need for you to get involved. You can still escape from the world. Now that you have returned to His Highness the Crown Prince, not only can you save
You can also protect your Zhang family."
Zhang Xuansu was anxious: "Master, do you think that I, Zhang Xuansu, am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? As long as you give the order, I will immediately single-handedly kill Lu Mansion and take off Lu Mingyou's head."
When Lao Zhang was young, he wore bright clothes and angry horses.
After reaching middle age, he is cautious and cautious, walking on thin ice.
Recently, following Du He, he found the feeling of youth again.
Facts have proved that a man who has even lost his younger brother is very crazy.
Du He patted Zhang Xuansu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you won't die until I die."
"I am willing to kill all the Lu family as the young master's lackeys."
"The key to this battle," Du He calmed down and said, "is the manpower. There are three hundred warriors. It is not necessary to reduce the number. Let's recruit a hundred people."
"Can……"
"Increase the salary and lower the conditions." Du He ordered.
Not much time.
A new signboard was erected in the square, which read: Recruiting one hundred warriors, no conditions required, monthly salary of one hundred guan.
One hundred strings?
People who got the news were going crazy.
In other words, after working in the Prince Consort's Mansion for one year, you can buy a house in Chang'an.
This is something I dare not even think about.
Is Du He crazy?
The monthly salary of one hundred people is ten thousand guan.
But even with such generous conditions, no one cared.
Because everyone understands that you have the life to take this money, but not the life to spend it.
The tragedy in Hu County is still vivid in our minds.
Du He was already strong enough, but once Lu took action, Du He suffered heavy losses.
The hundred people recruited are called warriors at best, or scapegoats at worst.
The Lu family is too powerful.
The day passed quickly, and still no one came to sign up to join the Prince Consort's Mansion.
The next day, the situation was still the same.
The news keeps spreading.
But no one signed up.
It was almost dusk on the second day.
There is only one day left before the three days calculated by the think tank.
Zhang Xuansu became anxious and angry, and several blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth.
Night gradually falls.
On the street, a figure suddenly appeared and walked towards the square.
Zhang Xuansu, who was sighing, suddenly rubbed his eyes.
I saw one person actually walking towards this side.
Someone had already arrived and asked, "Sir, we want to sign up to join the Prince Consort's Mansion."
More than a hundred people gathered around him.
You actually have to sign up.
Zhang Xuansu was overjoyed at first, but then he was dumbfounded.
Because, these people who came to sign up were all dressed in rags, dirty, smelly, and unkempt.
They were all beggars, some of whom had just arrived in Chang'an.
But Hanako also has hope!
Zhang Xuansu asked: "You are not afraid of death?"
A Hanako said: "We can hardly live anymore, so why should we fear death?"
"Yes, we are not afraid of death."
"I'm hungry. I really want to eat."
"Give me something to stutter, and I'm willing to sleep with a pig."