The impact of the murder in Runzhou was too bad. It was a prosperous place around Jinling. A village was wiped out, and Chang'an was indifferent. It vividly demonstrated the political marginalization of Jiangnan, and it was naturally difficult for the local people to accept it.

It would be really rare if this group of people could restrain themselves while resisting.

Li Yan continued to ask: "In your original plan, when did you launch the Jiangnan rebellion?"

Ashina Huan said bravely: "We are waiting for the death of the saint."

Li Yan asked for some more details and said clearly: "Using fake thieves as a banner to officially start an uprising in the south of the Yangtze River will still not succeed, but it can cause a certain scale of chaos. Then you can go to Jisi Prefecture in the north.

, stir up trouble and continue to instigate good people to rebel?"

Ashina Huan nodded, then felt a pain in his heart.

Everything is easy to say, but it takes countless efforts to actually implement it.

Just because I worked overtime for a few days, it was all over.

All previous efforts are wasted.

Now he really wants to fight for the ground. He just killed Zhenfa and escaped far away. Then nothing happened. What is the purpose of thinking so much?

Li Yan thought it was good. He had really gained a lot this time. When he asked where Yang Zaiwei and Fa Ming were and found out the situation in Jiangnan, his expression became more solemn:

"One last question before going to bed, who is your master 'Zuoming'?"

…

An Shengan and his party returned to Shaolin Temple.

Fa Ming carried him to the side room and placed him there, while Yang Zaiwei came to the temporary interrogation room.

There was no sound of torture inside, it was over.

Yang Zaiwei poked his head in and saw his junior brother hanging with his eyes closed tightly, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile of satisfaction.

He explained it with a smile.
Chapter completed!