I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 924

After breakfast, Su Qi came.

There was such a big commotion in Yun'an Temple yesterday, and Yang Liushi was injured because of it, so he must come to ask about the situation.

"My lord, I wanted to come over last night, but I heard that Madam was injured, so I didn't bother."

In a certain guest room, Su Qi and Wei Changtian sat opposite each other, with a sincere tone: "I don't know what happened at Yun'an Temple? Is Madam's injury serious?"

"The matter of Yun'an Temple has nothing to do with you. You just need to make people look after that place and don't let idle people wait in."

Wei Changtian took a sip of tea and replied casually: "Liu Shi's injury is fine, please take it to heart."

"Madam is fine."

Su Qi nodded, and didn't ask about Yun'an Temple, but hesitated for a while before continuing:

"Young master, then today's army will be dispatched according to the original schedule?"

"Or wait until Madam recovers?"

"Don't wait, just go to camp as planned."

Wei Changtian looked at the copper leak in the corner: "There are still two hours, please go to the army to watch it first, and make sure nothing goes wrong then."

".Yes."

With a slightly surprised expression, Su Qi could tell that Wei Changtian was driving him away.

After all, such a major event must have been arranged long ago, so there is no need for him to stare at it now.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Su Qi didn't say much, and he said goodbye and left.

And not long after he left, a white-haired old man in casual clothes came out from the inner room of the guest room, and sat opposite Wei Changtian with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Wei"

"Well, Mr. Zhang, you heard it just now, and I will not change my mind."

Glancing at the white-haired old man, Wei Changtian spoke calmly.

"Unless Jing Guoqing dies in front of me, there will be no discussion."

"Oh, Mr. Wei, why are you bothering?"

Obviously, the white-haired old man should be sent by Jing Guoqing to negotiate with Wei Changtian for the last time.

Hearing Wei Changtian's resolute attitude, he didn't show any anger, but shook his head with a wry smile:

"This battle is of no benefit to the young master or His Majesty. If the young master is just to avenge the previous expedition, then His Majesty can give a satisfactory explanation."

"It's not impossible to even cede the land of several prefectures."

"Mr. Wei, this old man said some heartfelt words."

"Your Majesty, it's not that he really can't do anything about you, Dagan still has the strength to fight."

"There are still those [-] surrendered soldiers. When they really arrive at the foot of the capital, do you think they will still work for Su Qi?"

"Young master, these words of this old man have nothing to do with your position, but you really feel that this battle is really unnecessary."

"Instead of ending up in a dead end, it's better to take a step back. This is a win-win situation, isn't it?"

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It can be heard that the lobbyists Jing Guoqing sent this time are of a high level.

It's just that Wei Changtian didn't understand what he said.

"Master Zhang, why should I win with the enemy?"

With his expression unchanged, Wei Changtian took a sip of tea from the teacup: "In my place, only you die and I live, you live and I die."

"Enemy. There is no permanent enemy between countries."

The white-haired old man refilled the tea for Wei Changtian: "My lord, everyone knows who is in charge of the Three Kingdoms of Dashu, Daning, and Xinfeng."

"You have to know that every decision you make is not only about yourself, but also affects the fate of the Wei family and the Three Kingdoms of Ningshu Feng."

"You have to think about these people."

Having said that, the white-haired old man implicitly expressed a threat for the first time.

Yes, we have nothing to do with you, Wei Changtian.

But what about your relatives and friends?What about the people of the Three Kingdoms in Ningshu?
If it really comes to the point of life and death, everyone will use whatever means, and no one will have a good time at that time.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhang, I am the person who is most afraid of being threatened by others."

With a sneer, Wei Changtian's attitude at this time is exactly the same as when he faced the golden hairpin that Guan Kong threw in.

"In short, I still say that, unless Jing Guoqing dies in front of me, there is no need to discuss it."

"Don't you think I can't win?"

"Then let's see if I win or not."

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After the last sentence fell heavily, Wei Changtian closed his eyes and stopped looking at the white-haired old man.

And the latter didn't persuade him any more, just took another deep look at him, then stood up and cupped his hands.

"Young Master Wei, if that's the case, then I will take my leave."

"Well, no."

"Ugh"

Shaking his head, the white-haired old man slowly walked out of the guest room, and soon left the inn by car.

He knew very well that this battle was inevitable, so he must rush back to the capital immediately and report the matter to Jing Guoqing truthfully.

In fact, the white-haired old man never had much expectation for this trip.

He understood that with Wei Changtian's character, since he had reached this point, he would never let it go.

Big Back is a good example.

But the white-haired old man couldn't figure out why Wei Changtian wasn't afraid at all that Dagan would retaliate against his family.

Pretend?
Or is it already prepared?
But as the saying goes, it is easy to hide a gun but hard to defend against it. How can one be so confident in such a thing?
The white-haired old man couldn't figure it out, and finally stopped thinking about it.

At this time the carriage had driven out of the north city gate, he turned his head and looked out, and as far as his eyes could see were the black-armored Tengu troops ready to go.

The terrifying and terrifying Tengu flags stand in forests in the army, swaying slightly in the warm and bright sunshine, the contrast is as sharp as Linchuan City a year ago and now.

Ugh.

In a world of great contention, no one will soften their hearts
Two hours later, at the Moon View Inn.

"Boom"

Outside the city, the mighty "rebel army" has already set off to the west, and began to advance towards the capital of Dagan under the eyes of countless eyes from all sides.

There are several carriages parked outside the inn. At this moment, a guy is loading luggage into the carriages one by one.

Soon after all the luggage was loaded, Zhang San ran to Wei Changtian and asked:
"Master, everything is packed, shall we go now?"

"Well, let's go."

Wei Changtian looked at the sun above his head, and nodded slightly.

Not long after, Yang Liushi, Li Zimu, Xu Quan, Zhili, and the four masters of the Nine Truth Sect all got into the carriage, only Wei Changtian was still standing there, wondering what he was thinking.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Zhang San leaned over again and asked puzzledly, "What else are you going to do?"

"It's all right, Zhang San, let's find a good horse."

Wei Changtian suddenly smiled and said: "It's such a beautiful day, it's a pity to take a car, I'll ride a horse."

"This is, the villain is going to find the horse."

Although Zhang San didn't know why Wei Changtian wanted to ride a horse instead of sitting in the carriage, he ran away immediately, and soon brought back a fine horse.

This is the innkeeper's horse. It is white all over. Although it is definitely not as fast as a war horse, it is still considered a good horse.

"Young master, do you see this horse?"

"Okay, it's good."

Wei Changtian took the reins and got on the horse, and immediately grabbed the horse's belly, laughed and galloped away.

"Hahaha, I'm going first! You don't have to worry about me!"

"Uh"

Zhang San didn't expect Wei Changtian to leave as soon as he said it, and couldn't help being dumbfounded for a while.

Including Yang Liushi and others, they all poked their heads out of the car window at this time, staring blankly at the back of the galloping horse in front of them, with extremely surprised expressions.

But looking at it, they felt that there was an inexplicable sense of harmony in this picture.

He was obviously going to fight, so why was Wei Changtian riding his horse away with a kind of high-spirited spirit of returning home?
When the golden sun is in the sky, its way is bright.

The potential dragon leaps, its scales and claws fly.

The black robe and white horse ride the wind, and the sword shines on the weeping willow in summer.

It can be said that regardless of his future, he is young and frivolous.

(Volume Nine, end)

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