Because Hou Jimo's previous words brought trouble to Xiao Qiang, Marshal Yang guessed what happened and made appropriate arrangements.
Even if Yan Sheng went to Yang's house to investigate, he couldn't find anything wrong.
The entire government is absolutely on the same page!
Yan Sheng seemed to have been deceived by Marshal Yang, and nodded and said: "So that's what happened. Let me just say, Marshal Yang is upright and upright, how could he get involved with the evil sect in Feng Mo Village?"
Marshal Yang lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Majesty still understands me."
I thought to myself: "I don't know how the other people in Feng Mo Village are doing, but Shi Aoxue and Shi Xiaodie are pretty good."
Yang Zijian became anxious. If Marshal Yang was determined to be innocent, then he would be found guilty of the false accusation. Is there any good outcome?
"Your Majesty, don't be deceived by him. I saw it clearly in the Yang Mansion. He is the leader of Feng Mo Village who received him very politely. The two of them were secretly discussing how to deal with Marshal Zhou in the living room...
"
"Let you continue talking nonsense!"
Marshal Yang slapped Yang Zijian again.
Yang Zijian didn't dare to speak anymore and could only cover his face and look at Yan Sheng.
"What are you looking at? Do you think His Majesty believes in you, or in me, a veteran of decades?!" Marshal Yang said, blowing his beard and staring.
Yan Sheng did not speak, but looked at the two of them with interest.
Yang Zijian's head buzzed, and he knew that he had completely lost this time.
What is his identity, what is Marshal Yang's identity, and which side the Flame Saints are on? Do we need to say more?
It’s all the fault of “impulse”!
Yang Zijian knelt on the ground with a pop and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, it was my fault. I should not have falsely accused Marshal Yang... It was after he kicked me out of the house that I held a grudge and deliberately retaliated. Please, please
Spare me!"
Yang Zijian kowtowed "bang bang bang" until his forehead started to bleed.
There was still no change on Yan Sheng's face, he just looked at Marshal Yang calmly and said: "This is your person, you make the decision!"
Yang Zijian knew that his fate was in Marshal Yang's hands, so he immediately threw himself at Marshal Yang's feet, hugged Marshal Yang's calf and cried.
Seeing this scene, Marshal Yang felt really distressed. After all, he was Butler Yang's only son.
Marshal Yang promised before Butler Yang's death that he would treat Yang Zijian as his own.
For a moment, Marshal Yang softened his heart.
But then he thought that this man was really cruel and ruthless. If he just kicked him out of the Yang family, he would put himself to death!
If he hadn't been prepared in advance, I don't know if he could have escaped unscathed today.
Thinking of this, Marshal Yang became cruel and gritted his teeth and said: "Asshole, I treat you badly, but you hurt me like this. You deserve to die!"
After hearing this, Yan Sheng waved his hand.
Hou Jimo immediately stepped forward, grabbed Yang Zijian's neck, and dragged him out of the side hall.
"Commander, save me, save me..."
Yang Zijian screamed in panic, but his voice became smaller and smaller. He didn't know whether he was fading away or whether he had been killed.
No matter what, his end will not be good.
Marshal Yang felt a little distressed, but he still took a long breath and turned to Yan Sheng and said: "This boy is really a wolf-hearted person. Fortunately, the Holy One is very aware of everything and is wise and powerful..."
Yan Sheng said quietly: "Are you really perceptive, wise and powerful?"
Marshal Yang was stunned and looked at Yan Sheng with some confusion.
Yan Sheng stood up, walked around the dragon case, walked to Marshal Yang, and patted Marshal Yang on the shoulder.
Then he said softly: "Actually, I know everything, and you don't have to hide it from me. It's just this time, and it won't happen next time."
Marshal Yang trembled all over, then lowered his head.
No matter what I said at this time, it seemed pale and feeble.
Yan Sheng turned around and said with his hands behind his back: "Lao Yang, Feng Mo Village is the number one evil sect in the world, and it is also a criminal organization that the court has been tracking... But do you know why I haven't sent troops to exterminate them?
"
"I know." Marshal Yang lowered his head and said: "Fengmo Village is located on the border, at the junction of Yanxia Continent and Ross Continent. If we send troops there rashly, Ross Continent will think that we intend to invade the border, which may cause more unnecessary and trouble.
The dispute..."
Yan Sheng nodded and said: "Yes, the Ross Continent is powerful, almost as strong as us. This is an opponent that is not easy to mess with. Although the two sides are friends at this stage, there has been constant friction for hundreds of years, and no one knows the outcome.
When will the war come... Under this premise, it is best not to act rashly and maintain the status quo. Therefore, Fengmo Village has been able to cause trouble for many years because it took advantage of the geographical advantage. Otherwise, I would have destroyed it long ago.
!”
Marshal Yang echoed: "If you want to destroy Feng Mo Village, isn't it just a matter of the Holy One's words?"
"That's of course. If you don't move it now, it doesn't mean you won't move it in the future... Therefore, I still want to advise Marshal Yang, don't get too close to them. Be careful of getting burned in the future. Avoid them!"
"Yes, no..."
Marshal Yang felt excited and immediately replied.
Yan Sheng nodded again: "Don't worry, I still believe in you... However, I have to punish you a little this time."
Marshal Yang looked at Yan Sheng in confusion.
"Don't go back recently, stay with me for a while." Yan Sheng waved his hand and asked someone to take Marshal Yang down.
Marshal Yang knew that Yan Sheng wanted to lock him up.
Although I don't know how long he will be detained, it is a very light punishment, at least it does not remove him from his position as commander.
"Yes..." Marshal Yang lowered his head slightly again.
Someone came in, put handcuffs and shackles on Marshal Yang, and then took him away.
…
Yan Sheng returned to the Long Case and continued to review official documents.
Hou Jimo stood nearby and finally couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, Marshal Yang didn't make any big mistakes, so there's no need to lock him up, right?"
Yan Sheng looked up at him and said calmly: "Are you accepting Lao Yang's black card again?"
Hou Jimo blushed for a while, knowing that nothing could be hidden from Yan Sheng, and said: "This has nothing to do with accepting black cards or not. I am really confused..."
Yan Sheng said: "Dashuai Zhou's grandson Zhou Yunhao is dead, do you know?"
Hou Jimo was stunned: "I really don't know...when did it happen?"
"Tonight, I will die in Shi Aoxue's hands..."
"ah?!"
"It won't be the request of Marshal Yang. Marshal Yang is not that crazy. But I don't know if Marshal Zhou would think so." Yan Sheng said, tapping the table lightly.
Hou Jimo looked stern and suddenly realized: "It turns out that the Holy Master locked up Marshal Yang to protect him!"
Yan Sheng waved his hand and signaled to Hou Jimo in a low voice: "Only God knows about this matter and you know it and I know it, and no one else can know about it! As a Holy Lord, I want a bowl of water to be leveled, which courtier?
We can’t be partial. From now on, it doesn’t matter how Marshal Zhou makes trouble, as long as Marshal Yang is safe, after all, we still need him on the border."
"Yes, understand."
…
Shangjing, a certain hospital.
Two stretchers were placed in front of Marshal Zhou.
There is one person lying on each stretcher.
One is the seriously injured Xuanyuan Hu, and the other is the dead Zhou Yunhao.
Zhou Yunhao's head has been covered with white cloth.
"Commander, I'm sorry..." Xuanyuan Hu said with tears, "It was me who failed to protect the young master..."
"Who did it?" Marshal Zhou was trembling all over, his eyes already turning scarlet.
"It's Shi Aoxue, the leader of Feng Mo Village. I don't know how she came here..."
Xuanyuan Hu suppressed his sadness and told what happened before.
"It's Marshal Yang, it must be Marshal Yang!" Marshal Zhou roared: "There is no one else but him!"
There was silence all around.
Marshal Zhou had tears in his eyes and his eyes widened with anger: "Organize everyone to bloodbath the Yang Mansion tonight!"
After a pause, he added: "Whoever stops me will die!"
Wuqu Palace.
Everyone in the Zhou family was busy.
The same goes for Marshal Zhou. Most of his soldiers are not in Beijing, and the number of men at hand is only a few hundred at full strength.
But enough is enough.
Everyone was armed with guns, and those with knives, and went to Yang's house in a hurry.
Of course, this incident quickly spread throughout the Wuqu Palace.
In the past, whenever there was a dispute, other commanders would always come out to stop it. After all, no one would look good if it got too big.
But tonight, no one dares to stop me.
After all, Marshal Zhou’s grandson Zhou Yunhao died.
This matter is so big. Who dares to stand up and say: "Forget it for my sake?"
What's more, Marshal Zhou openly said: "Whoever stops us will die!"
Even Marshal Li, who has always been highly respected and likes to meddle in other people's business, did not choose to stop Marshal Zhou directly this time.
But it doesn't mean that Marshal Li really doesn't care about this matter.
Marshal Li made a phone call to the Holy Palace.
It was Hou Jimo who picked it up.
"Mr. Hou, I'm looking for His Majesty, please answer the phone!" Marshal Li turned red with anxiety.
"The Holy One is dealing with official business and has no time to answer the phone."
"Master Hou, I am really in a hurry. Please convey it to me."
Houjimo was silent for a while.
After a while, the phone was finally handed over to Yan Sheng.
"What's the matter?" Yan Sheng asked calmly.
"Your Majesty, it's not good..." Marshal Li explained the matter in a panic.
After a lifetime of fighting, he was really a little panicked this time.
A fight between two commanders in Wuqu Palace was definitely no joke!
"Oh, I understand." Yan Sheng remained calm.
"Your Majesty, we can't stop Marshal Zhou. Please send the Holy Guard over. If it's too late, they will exchange fire..."
"Old Li, please don't worry about this matter." Yan Sheng said: "Dashuai Zhou's grandson died, and he can't even say this. What do you want him to do?"
"But……"
"Okay, that's it."
Yan Sheng hung up the phone.
Marshal Li was of course stunned.
At the same time, in Wuqu Palace.
The crackling footsteps sounded, which seemed extremely harsh in the quiet night.
The furious and extremely furious Marshal Zhou had already led a group of guards to protect the courtyard and surrounded the Yang Mansion.