Chapter 135: The Demon Flower Blooms, Wang Yi's Plan!
In the melancholy night, a bright moon suddenly hung in the sky, and the dark long streets and alleys gradually lit up.
At the quiet back door of the Jicheng Palace, a burst of heavy footsteps suddenly sounded. Looking from a distance, a burly figure limped towards this side under the moonlight, getting closer and closer.
Under the moonlight, the face of the figure gradually emerged. It was Zhao Si who successfully escaped from the inevitable ambush with the help of the sword-wielding sword snake. His torn clothes were criss-crossed with
There were knife marks, and scarlet blood stains were scattered on it.
"Pop!"
Arriving at the back door, Zhao Si raised his head and glanced at the exquisite courtyard in front of him. His mind was in turmoil. Without hesitation, he quickly mustered up the last strength in his body and walked forward, knocking on the door vigorously.
In the backyard of the palace, the guard who heard Zhao Si knocking on the door immediately opened the door, and then found Zhao Si who had fallen into a coma outside the door. Looking at the letter paper tightly held in his hand, he vaguely saw Zhao Si through the blood stains.
With the word "Ang", the guard did not dare to neglect, and quickly called Wang Fu, the chief steward of the palace.
As the old man next to Wang Yi, Wang Fu knew the importance of it. After arriving, he arranged for people to send Zhao Si for treatment, took the letter in his hand, and hurried to the purple bamboo forest in the backyard. Because he knew,
My master must be resting in the pavilion in the purple bamboo forest at the moment.
With hurried steps and anxious heart, Wang Fu reached the outside of the pavilion in Zizhu Forest in a blink of an eye.
In the pavilion, Wang Yi was lying lazily on Ying Zige's favorite soft couch as always, quietly looking at the night on the purple bamboo forest, his watery eyes were a little deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Mother!" Wang Fu stopped as soon as he reached the outside of the pavilion and shouted respectfully to the pavilion, which awakened Wang Yi who was wandering in the sky.
"Uncle Fu, why are you so urgent?" Wang Yi came back to his senses and looked at Wang Fu outside the pavilion and asked harmoniously. Of course, Wang Yi knew very well about Wang Fu, a housekeeper who had been in charge of family affairs since he was a child.
Yes, she knew that if there was no emergency, he would never bother her at this time.
"Mother, there is a messenger outside. He was seriously injured and has fallen into a coma. The old servant saw Master Zhao's name on the cover of the letter in his hand, so he came rashly." Wang Fu, the housekeeper, heard the inquiry and quickly bowed back.
He said, and at the same time handed the letter in his hand to the maid who didn't know when he appeared on the side.
In the pavilion, Wang Yi looked at the blood-stained letter sent by the maid in his hand and slowly opened it, reading ten lines at a glance, silently.
After a while, a smile suddenly appeared on her jade-like cheeks, and she murmured to herself, "Back then, the old fox of the Zhao family was determined to let Zhao Ang, who had far outperformed his younger brother since childhood, take over as the head of the family.
In name, he complies with the standing system, but now it seems that Jiang is still as old as he is, and this old fox's vision of people is still as accurate as ever."
"Okay, Uncle Fu, I get it. It's okay. Just go down and do your thing. Take care of the person who delivered the message. That's it for now. I don't want to hear any more noises." Said to himself.
After finishing, Wang Yi raised his head and spoke calmly to Wang Fu, who was waiting respectfully outside the pavilion, and then motioned for him to leave.
"Don't worry, mistress, this old servant knows what to do!" Wang Fu responded, turned and left.
"Xiaoyun, how is the investigation of that group of people going?" Seeing Wang Fu leave, Wang Yi suddenly asked the maid on the side.
"Mother, there is no news or trace at all. It was as if those people did not exist in the world before." There was a hint of hesitation and embarrassment in the voice.
"I understand, have you checked the information they gave you?" Hearing the maid's answer, Wang Yi was not surprised at all. If such a mysterious organization could be discovered so easily by his spies,
Then they are not worthy of her attention.
"They are all correct, and those people have almost gathered. Now we are waiting for Cheng Yi to convince Master Zhao Ang." This time, the maid Xiaoyun did not hesitate. When Wang Yi asked, she immediately bowed and replied.
"Well done," Wang Yi nodded, "Besides Cheng Yi, who else is taking the lead?"
"Salt merchant Zhang family," Xiaoyun said.
"Zhang family?" Wang Yi squinted his beautiful eyes, and there was a slight change in his expression. As the man behind Jicheng, he naturally knows the details of the Zhang family. As a person who can suppress the Jiang and Zhao families,
The old tycoon who firmly controls the hugely profitable industry of salt
The background of the Zhang family is naturally not too bad, especially since the old man who seems to be relegated to the second line now was once the Prime Minister of Tianshui County during the reign of Emperor Heng, and made a lot of contributions to the unique status of Tianshui after Jicheng.
Contribution, so the Zhang family also has considerable influence in Jicheng.
"No wonder so many families can gather to cater to Cheng Yi." After hearing Xiaoyun's answer, Wang Yi reacted instantly after being confused. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the traces of murderous intent gradually gathered, "You want to deal with me.
Really, I came just in time to clean up all your unclean garbage at once and give Zige a clean Jicheng!"
"Xiaoyun, go and pass on my order." Wang Yi was silent for a while, then slowly put away the murderous intent in his eyes, and said to the maid on the side without looking back.
"Mother!" Xiaoyun bowed and waited.
"First, you quietly send someone to find Zhao Ang, tell him that I know what he means, and tell him not to worry. As long as Cheng Yi comes to visit again tomorrow, agree to it. Then strike while the iron is hot and directly encourage them to take action. Tell him
Tomorrow at noon at the latest, I hope to see Cheng Yi and others participating in the event on East Street.
The soldiers from the wealthy families who came here." After thinking for a moment, Wang Yi continued to Xiaoyun, "Second, go and send a message to those people in person, saying that General Meng Hu and the Jiang Mansion will be left to them.
If you want me to agree to what they requested before, then complete these two things to prove their strength."
After the words fell, a morbid smile slowly appeared on Wang Yi's face, "You want to test Zige mysteriously for a reason, so first let me see what you, the legendary foundation of Great Qin, still have."
What a talent!"
"promise!"
Looking at the expression on Wang Yi's face, Xiaoyun felt a slight chill in his heart. He felt that since Ying Zige left, Wang Yi's murderous intent had become more intense. He nodded quickly, then ducked and disappeared into the shadows.
Go and complete the task assigned by Wang Yi.
The night gradually deepened, and under the pale moonlight, Wang Yi stretched in the purple bamboo forest, and his perfect figure was slowly reflected on the stone slab outside the pavilion, making him enchanting.
