Fu Canglu

Chapter 563 His Anger

There are many injustices in this world.

Princes and generals don't know the suffering of the people
Similarly, Jiangnan Lanling also didn't know Lujia's blood.

The small group of people living in the clouds, rich in clothes and good food, reaped something for nothing. Naturally, they didn't understand what happened in Lujia Town in the 11th year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

For Rouge, the 11th year of Spring and Autumn is the year she died.

Even if she went to Pingyaosi later, she still couldn't make up for the pain and torture she suffered in her heart that year.

She did want to kill.

Rouge's gaze had been fixed on a certain direction in the city lord's mansion, shielding all the murderous aura in her body.

Even if she knew that compared to Gu Shengcheng's cultivation, her cultivation was nothing more than a fly shaking a tree.

Even if she knows that today's trip, there will be death.

She must die.

The person to kill is not necessarily.

But she came anyway.

Huang Hou's voice suddenly poured cold water on her head.

"Do you know why we can't go out?"

Little Marquis Anle narrowed his eyes, and said with an extremely solemn expression: "First of all, I want to ask you, Miss Rouge, just think about this question. As a dignified prince in the northern border, Marquis Huaiyang is willing to commit suicide, but he also wants to pour it on Gu Shengcheng's body." Who can clean this basin of dirty water?"

Rouge was slightly silent.

Unclean.

Gu Shengcheng is a smart person, he didn't deny the fact that he did the killing at all, he just jokingly asked the king of Xining, and then decisively admitted the fact that he "killed the man".

"Think about it again, the Marquis of Huaiyang has done this, can he directly force the King of Xining to start a war?"

Rouge shook her head.

Does not.

As Gu Shengcheng said, if the Marquis of Huaiyang is dead, if the Western Regions want peace, they will have to pay more chips.

But His Majesty's mission has already set off from Lanling City, no matter how angry the king of Xining is, he can only hold back his anger, wait until the mission arrives in Lujia Town, and then report the situation truthfully, and let the adults in charge of the mission make a decision .

"The Marquis of Huaiyang committed suicide."

"This way of dying is really too simple and ridiculous. It's like a chess piece. When it needs to be used, it will end its life by itself."

"Then a terrifying question arises. If even the Marquis of Huaiyang in the northern border is just a pawn, who is the chess player behind the scenes?"

"Your Majesty wants gifts from the Western Regions and peace."

"That person doesn't agree, and doesn't want to."

"Also. Who else?"

Huang Hou spat out three silent words from his lips.

Rouge's beautiful eyes widened.

She didn't move any more, letting Huang Hou tug on her sleeves, quietly retreat from the eaves, and withdraw from the City Lord's Mansion in Lujia Town, away from this land of right and wrong.

Gu Shengcheng didn't stop the couple who saw the truth about Huaiyanghou's suicide.

What Huang Hou could guess, so could he.

So he knows the ins and outs of all this.

The owner of the Western Regions calmly said to King Xining: "You might as well take these corpses away. If you are willing to put the blame on me, then let it be on my head. I don't care."

The king of Xining has already noticed the strangeness of Huaiyang Hou's death.

He backed away silently, leaving the gap in front of the mansion, and the people behind him filed in, lifted the corpse on the open space of the City Lord's Mansion, pulled the corpse's hands, and dragged out one after another on the snow outside the City Lord's Mansion. Scarlet blood.

Gu Shengcheng said softly: "The desire for peace in the Western Regions has not changed. Presumably your Excellency also knows that there will be great resistance in the future. No matter what happens, I, Gu Shengcheng, will be blamed."

"I'm here, waiting for the mission from Lanling City to arrive in Lujia Town."

After half an hour.

The gate of the City Lord's Mansion slowly closed.

The body of Marquis Huaiyang was sent away by the officials of the Criminal Department of the city lord's mansion. Hundreds of corpses, wrapped in white cloth, were carried away. Looking from a distance, they looked a little intrusive.

Xining Wang Momo walked at the end of the team, beside him, several ninth-rank masters could see that the prince was restless.

"The Marquis of Huaiyang committed suicide."

King Xining suddenly spoke to the followers around him.

No one dared to respond.

The strong wind howled, and the snowflakes rolled down like knives, blowing up the sides of King Xining's black robe, flying and hunting.

The king of Xining stopped his horse.

He laughed and asked: "You all know?"

No one answered.

Then the king of Xining knew about it.

Once the authenticity of Huaiyang Hou's suicide is confirmed, it will not be difficult to know what happened next.

Why did he kill himself?

What could make him kill himself?

A vassal in the northern border, in his prime of life, was in charge of a Taoist realm in the good times of Qi and Liang, and was willing to sacrifice his life as the price. He couldn't feel that he was tired of life.

The King of Xining knew that the status of Marquis Huaiyang was not bestowed by His Majesty.

There are many things in Qi Liang, what His Majesty says counts, and what "that person" says counts.

But what he can't understand is that in the entire Qiliang, there are nineteen Dao realms up and down, and every commoner knows that His Majesty is in poor health, and the Master of the State Teacher has gone to sea to seek medicine for His Majesty.

In the heavy snow, the people who carried the entourage of the Marquis of Huaiyang and the corpse of the Marquis of Huaiyang lined up in a long line, completely covered with white snow, and looked a little mournful.

The person who carried the corpse belonged to the king of Xining.

These people walked woodenly, extremely quiet along the way.

After the king of Xining stopped the horse, they did not stop with the king of Xining, but continued to move forward, gradually moving away from the king of Xining who stopped the horse.

The king of Xining looked solemn, and looked at a young man in a large white linen robe walking in the heavy snow in the distance.

The boy walked against the flow of people carrying the corpse, and walked in the middle. Everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to look up, let alone look at him, and walked past him.

The white linen robe was too big and was filled with the wind, making the young man seem a little unsteady.

The boy walked very slowly, but he was extremely steady.

He walked up to King Xining's horse, and then slowly took off the upper half of the robe that covered his face.

"You are a wise man."

Yuan Tiangang looked up at King Xining, and said calmly, "So you should know what it means for me to appear here."

King Xining was silent.

Yuan Tiangang took a breath of snow, and said softly: "I have been searching for medicine at sea for a long time. Now that you see me, it means that there are more important things than searching for medicine at sea. I must come back, and I have to come back. "

King Xining's expression was extremely complicated.

He shook his head slowly, and said in a bitter voice, "Then why are you here?"

Yuan Tiangang lowered his eyebrows, pulled up his white linen robe again, and no longer showed his true face to others.

A faint white air spit out from his lips.

"Xiao Buyi can't die, so I went back to Qijiang, this is the first time in these years."

"And this is the second time."

"Xiao Wang is the emperor of Qiliang. He has the final say on some things, but there are some things that I don't agree with."

The king of Xining smiled, knowingly asked: "For example?"

"for example."

Yuan Tiangang's voice was indifferent, his white robe flew off and stuck to him, and he remained motionless.

"For example, I don't agree with this matter."

King Xining squinted his eyes, looked around, and saw the four ninth-rank masters beside him, all of them looked extremely submissive at the moment, bowed their heads respectfully, and didn't even dare to look at the white hemp boy who was blocking his horse at the moment .

King Xining took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and fear.

He knew that all the masters under the command of the princes, whether they were born in temples or in the world, had to be honed from the sky before being distributed.

He also knew that Yuan Tiangang was holding the entire Tianque in his hand.

But he couldn't believe that Yuan Tiangang had such terrifying control over Tianque.

The people beside me have been with me for nearly ten years. In the past ten years, he has been walking in the north, and these people have never been far away from him. I am sure that these people will stand in front of me at the first moment without hesitating their lives, and die for me.

He even thought that if one day he dragged the entire northern border to rebel, the only people in Xining Dao who could really trust him were his personal experts.

Just by meeting him, he knew how wrong he was.

The personal line of defense that I am proud of looks fragile and vulnerable under the real presence of the Master of the State Teacher.

This is how people are not angry.

How not to be afraid?

Anger is the painstaking effort that has been poured into oneself for many years, but it is just empty flowers that are of no avail.

Fear is the degree of unreasonableness of this matter, which makes people unacceptable and can only feel fear.

And the element occupied by fear must be far greater than anger.

King Xining tried his best not to tremble.

"so.?"

He wanted to know what Master Guoshi was going to do.

"There's nothing so."

"I don't agree."

"Lu Jia's negotiation is unreasonable and should not be allowed, so it will not happen and there will be no follow-up."

"That's what you want to know."

Yuan Tiangang's voice was extremely flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"I hope the negotiation breaks down, and I have given you enough reasons." The young man in a white linen robe said softly, "The Marquis of Huaiyang died, and the heavy snow fell in Lujia Town. Before Gu Shengcheng saw His Majesty's attitude , I want him to see my attitude first."

King Xining's hands trembled, and his ten fingers pinched into his palm.

He took a deep breath and said, "Even if this incident will cause His Majesty's anger?"

Yuan Tiangang smiled indifferently.

"That's what I came for."

"Don't get me wrong, there is no disagreement between me and His Majesty. The relationship between me and him has always been the same as when we met many years ago. We have kept a special agreement, and no one has overstepped. So, I am not trying to anger Your Majesty."

After Yuan Tiangang said this, he looked at Lujia Town in the snow.

If the blood that erupted in this small town really splashed onto Lanling City.

Then, how deep should the anger that I really want to see go deep into my bones?
"I want to see 'his' anger."

(End of this chapter)