Zhang Wuxin shook his head in panic and looked at Gong Yuchen helplessly.

Gong Yuchen snorted lightly and said, "Zhang Dingfang is dead. Now no one forces you to get married now, isn't it great? If you want to follow me, follow me. Otherwise, let's take it with your adopted father."

Looking at Gong Yuchen's steps of leaving without stopping, Zhang Wuxin could only cry silently. Finally, he looked at the two corpses on the ground, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. After all, he stood up and staggered out of the forest.

"Is Zhang Dingfang dead?"

In the inn, Nangong Mo asked leisurely against the window. Fang stood at the door and said respectfully: "Miss, it's right. He died in the woods a few miles outside the town."

Nangong Mo frowned and said, "It was Gong Yuchen who succeeded."

Fang nodded, "Gong Yuchen took it himself."

Nangong Mo shrugged and looked back at the other two and said, "This Water Pavilion Master is cruel enough." Not only because he killed Zhang Dingfang, Zhang Dingfang was simply cheated by Gong Yuchen from beginning to end. It should be said that this war was initiated by Gong Yuchen to collect the whereabouts of the treasure from the beginning. Because if it were not for the time when a large amount of money was needed, Zhang Dingfang would really not reveal the secret of the treasure in his life. It is said that the royal family was cruel and ruthless, and the emperor bleeded thousands of miles away in anger, but Gong Yuchen did not give in at all. It was just for the treasure that was sealed twenty years ago that could rekindle the war in Huguang and make people live in poverty.

Xian Ge blinked his fingers and said, "I think this master of the Water Pavilion is tolerant enough." Ordinary people can't see such a huge amount of wealth flying away most of them in front of them. But this person walked neatly and was definitely not a simple person.

"Anyway, it's not a good person." Nangong Mo said. Of course, no one of the people present was called a good person in the traditional sense, but Nangong Mo still disliked Gong Yuchen. This person was probably too ambitious and too cruel. A look of too cruel will always make people feel a natural alert and hostility.

Wei Junmo looked up at the room and asked, "Have the things been shipped out?"

Fang nodded and said, "Young Master, I just received the news and it has been shipped out. The people from the Shui Pavilion have also taken away their other half." However, there was a rare peaceful solution. No one caused trouble again. After all, although Huguang is in chaos now, the army of the court and spies of the court are still there. If it is really a big deal, I am afraid that no one will try to please him. After the two sides agreed that day, Wei Junmo and Gong Yuchen left first, which is also a check and balance. The garrison of Jinzhou was also due to Yuezhou and

The sudden war in Chenzhou was in chaos, and it was in turmoil. Besides, Zhang Dingfang did not tell many people about the whereabouts of the treasure. As long as the mouths of a few informed generals were destroyed, the matter was covered up. As for the people in the martial arts world near Jinzhou, they found no clues and suffered heavy losses, so they retreated. At this time, Gong Yuchen had already gone to chase Zhang Dingfang, and Wei Junmo and Nangong Mo also used the excuse to return to Jinling and slowly fell behind Zhang Dingfang.

The ones who really transported away those treasures were Lin Changfeng who secretly sneaked back to Jinzhou and the people in Zixiao Palace. I believe that Gong Yuchen's arrangements were similar.

"Poor Zhang Dingfang's hero was cheated by Gong Yuchen, and he was so miserable that no one had collected his body. The room, please find someone to collect him."

Fang nodded and said, "Yes, Miss." Of course, they can't come to this kind of thing, but it's not difficult to find a few uninformed people to collect and bury it. Just letting Zhang Dingfang be buried in such an unknown way is much better than being dug out and whipped the corpse.

Wei Junmo looked at Xian Ge and asked, "How do you calculate that Mr. Xian Ge?"

Xian Ge waved his hand and said lazily: "Send it to Jinling. Just treat it as adding makeup to Mo'er."

The room, which was about to turn around, almost hit the threshold.

Master Xiange, aren’t you short of money?!

Young Master Xian Ge nodded, "I'm short of money, and marrying a girl is also very expensive." The key is that he can't receive any betrothal gifts. The betrothal gifts from the Prince of Jingjiang's palace are all given to Nangong Huai, which is a big loss.

Fang suddenly felt that he was jealous of his son. Is there any other girl from Mr. Xiange? He is begging for marriage... Who would take one-fifth of the treasure of King Han? So, does this money end up with his son? It is indeed a business that is sure to make a profit, no wonder the son is so generous.

As if he understood his expression, Master Xian Ge sneered disdainfully, "When will Prince Wei be embarrassed to use his wife's dowry? If you really lack money, I can give you some rewards."

Wei Junmo was not angry, but just glanced at Xian Ge indifferently, turned his head and ordered to the room, "Half sent back to Zixiao Palace, and half sent to Jinling."

"Yes, young master." Fang didn't really care much, anyway, it was a surprise. And it was a surprise that was enough for Zixiao Palace to eat and drink for several lifetimes.

Seeing the room going out, Xian Ge also stood up and said, "Since it's okay, I'll leave first. See you in Jinling."

"Senior Brother?" Nangong Mo was stunned and said in confusion: "Senior Brother, don't you go with us?"

Xian Ge waved his hand a little irritatedly and said, "No, there is still a patient in Yinzhou to go and see. I will definitely go to Jinling before your wedding." After that, without waiting for Nangong Mo to say anything, he flipped out of the window. Nangong Mo sighed helplessly, Wei Junmo pulled her to sit down and whispered, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy when Xian Ge leaves?"

Nangong Mo shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm unhappy, it's that my senior brother is unhappy. The senior brother doesn't like Jinling. If it weren't for my marriage, he would definitely not have gone to Jinling. There is still some time before the wedding date, so he wouldn't have gone so early."

Don’t like Jinling? It’s a good thing.

Wei Junmo said quietly, "It's okay, you will see it in a few days. If he has any knots in his heart, you can ask."

Nangong Mo sighed helplessly: "Don't look at the senior brother laughing like a spring breeze all day long. If he wants to hide anything, no one can ask." Even the master and uncle of the senior brother who had been raised since childhood could not ask, let alone her. In addition, she didn't want to force her brother to remember anything he didn't want to remember.

That would be even better. Let Xiange hate Jinling for the rest of his life.
Chapter completed!