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Chapter 8 The sacrifice is advanced again!

The messenger from Tang Gongfu also brought a souvenir from Li Yuan.

Li Yuan said in the letter:

Taiyuan suffered from a prolonged drought and the crops failed.

I couldn't bear to see the suffering of the Li people without doing anything, so I invited Wang Juncheng, Gaolang General, and Tian to join the army tomorrow to finalize the rain prayer meeting at Jinyang Palace and hold a ceremony as early as possible to summon heaven's grace and bring down the rain to benefit the Li people.



Wang Wei was so angry that the breath came out of his nostrils.

I can't stand the suffering of the people, so what have I done?

As soon as the visitor left, Wang Wei threw the letter on the ground.

Looking at Li Yuan's broken characters, I wish I could step on them.

From this letter, Wang Wei quickly came to two conclusions:

First, Liu Shilong had informed Li Yuan.

Second, Li Yuan is ready to take action.

The place to start is Jinyang Palace.

The time is tomorrow, the time to discuss and pray for rain.

Maybe as soon as Wang Wei walked in, a leather bag smelling like cheese was put on his head.

Otherwise, Li Yuan would never have suddenly thought about the rain prayer meeting.

There are often ulterior motives behind the sudden concern.

Wang Wei has been in official circles for many years and has long discovered this secret.

Wang Wei looked at Gao Junya and Tian Deping.

Gao Junya's face turned blue.

Tian Deping's expression was a little gloomy and a little ferocious.

Wang Wei was too lazy to carefully analyze the mood of these two people now. What is certain is that they should have thought of what Wang Wei was thinking of.

"The killing is coming..."

Wang Wei pointed to the letter on the ground and looked at Gao Junya,

"The man surnamed Li came to kill you...you still want rain?

You still ask for rain!”

Gao Junya said: "There are some principles that must be discussed..."

After Wang Wei heard this, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Gao Junya hurriedly said: "But we should also adapt to changes!"

Only then did Wang Wei let go.

"Two roads,"

Tian Deping said: "Either run away, or go to Daxing tonight and tell the saint that the old thief Li wants to rebel, kill people, and set fires. There are many soldiers and powerful weapons, and there is nothing we can do..."

Gao Junya stood up, her face turning from green to red,

"We are blessed with divine grace, and now the rebels are about to rise. It is the time to sacrifice our lives for the country and for justice. How can we give up so easily?"

Tian Deping said: "If you want to donate, you can donate, but I won't donate."

Gao Junya said: "I have been ready for a long time."

Wang Wei remained silent.

Returning to Daxing is the safest way.

No greetings, no firecrackers, no gongs and drums, and they left overnight.

Li Yuan never expected that Wang Wei would leave so decisively.

The lives of all three people might be saved.

But Wang Wei didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to return to Daxing in disgrace.

If he goes back, Wang Wei doesn't know how to face the Holy Lord.

Wang Wei still remembered that when he left Daxing, it was raining, and the Holy Lord left him and Gao Junya alone in the Hanyuan Hall.

The holy king walked in front, and Wang Wei and Gao Junya followed behind him, less than ten feet away.

Wang Wei has never been so close to the Holy Lord in his life.

Wang Wei did not even dare to hope that he could watch the heavy rain with the Holy Lord.

The sage looked far into the distance and said:

“The storm is coming and there is nowhere to hide.

You are my coir raincoat.

I will wear my raincoat and the wind and rain, and keep walking forward until the sky clears up after the rain and the sky is clear."

Yes, even if it's windy and rainy now, even if the sky is full of dark clouds, there will always be a time when the clouds clear up and the mist clears.

The blue sky will appear, the sun will appear, and the rainbow will appear.

"No,"

Wang Wei stepped on the letter paper and left clear footprints.

"We will never return to Daxing."

Wang Wei looked at Jinyang Palace in the distance,

"The person who should go back to Daxing is Li Yuan - he will go in a prison car and in shackles!"

Of course... you can also lie in a coffin.

"The second way,"

Tian Deping seemed to have guessed this result a long time ago, his eyes flashed with excitement for a moment,

"We will take action tonight, kill Duke Tang's Mansion at night, and send Li Yuan to the west."

The situation changed so quickly that Gao Junya was dumbfounded again.

He stood up, looked at Tian Deping, and wanted to know what to do about praying for rain, but he didn't say anything.

The road pointed out by Tian Deping is too bad - if it succeeds, it will be accomplished in one battle.

If it fails, Jinyang will be full of Li Yuan's people. Li Yuan will respond to every call, and he will lose everything and have no way to retreat.

After a while, he said: "Are you too anxious?"

As he said that, Gao Junya gradually clarified his thoughts, "The five hundred dark braves are not all in place yet."

Tian Deping said: "There doesn't need to be many dead people, as long as ten people can sneak into Tang Gong's mansion silently, it will be enough."

Gao Junya looked towards the direction of the secret room at the back of the hall,

"The sacrifice has recently lost blood, and it has no time to rest."

Tian Deping said: "I have my own way to replenish qi and nourish blood."

Gao Junya seemed to want to refute something.

"There is no way out," Wang Wei said: "If we don't take action today, we will be meat on the chopping board tomorrow."

Wang Wei picked up the envelope from the ground and patted it gently, "This is a letter from Li Yuan, and it is also his suicide note."

Everything is fate.

It's not that fate didn't allow Wang Wei to suppress the rebellion. It's that fate forced him to be more decisive and fierce.

Wang Wei squeezed the letter into a tight ball: "Keep the sword sharp and feed the sacrifice to the spirit. Tonight, I will stew Li Yuan's head into the pot."

Tian Deping raised his hands to Wang Wei:

"Please don't worry, sir. The sacrifices have been washed and will be served tonight."

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