Jian'an, Beicheng.

A luxurious carriage passed through the long street, turned into a nearby alley, and then stopped next to a dilapidated small temple.

After a while, a vigorous figure came to the carriage and said to the people in the carriage: "Sir, I missed it."

The car curtain was opened. Lan Zhiqiu looked at his subordinates who came to report the news, frowned and asked, "Is Jiang Wanli dead?"

Although he did not trust these fools, his second uncle Lan Yu personally confessed that they were all good assassins, especially the swordsman Jiang Wanli, who could exchange one life for another at the critical moment, so he put Jiang Wanli on

in the most important position.

Previously, Pei Yue faced a joint siege by four people. The situation was already critical, and no one came out to rescue him. Lan Zhiqiu concluded that the opponent had no backup plan, so Jiang Wanli finally took action, hoping to kill him with one blow.

The subordinate replied respectfully: "I have seen with my own eyes that Jiang Wanli's sword had no reservations. Pei Yue was at the end of his strength and could not resist it, but a top assassin appeared at the critical moment. According to the villain, the assassin's

His martial arts cultivation is almost on par with Jiang Wanli's. In addition, Pei Yue used his body as a bait, and all Jiang Wanli's attention was focused on Pei Yue, so he was successfully attacked by the assassin."

Lan Zhiqiu remained silent, with a gloomy look on his face.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I understand, you should go north immediately and tell my second uncle personally everything that happened here."

The subordinates cupped their hands and said, "Young man, take your orders."

The carriage continued to move forward, and after about half a stick of incense time, it stopped in front of an ordinary house. Lan Zhiqiu got out of the carriage and entered the courtyard with a few followers.

This is his residence in Jian'an City. There are three other houses like this, all of which are unobtrusive ordinary houses in remote areas. It can be said that the three caves of a cunning rabbit are extremely cautious.

However, as soon as Lan Zhiqiu reached the corridor, he suddenly stopped and looked coldly at the courtyard wall not far away.

The followers looked puzzled, and one of them plucked up the courage to ask, "Master, is there anything wrong?"

Lan Zhiqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Who is so sneaky outside?"

The wind sounded.

In an instant, dozens of figures jumped into the courtyard.

The followers were shocked and immediately stood in front of Lan Zhiqiu and asked nervously: "Who are you?"

The leader of the other party took out a token from his arms, raised it high, and said in a deep voice: "Taishitai Pavilion is doing something!"

Lan Zhiqiu quickly calmed down and sneered: "This is Southern Zhou, not Daliang."

Then he saw the other party waving expressionlessly, and dozens of spies rushing up with iron bars in hand.

When Lan Zhiqiu went to Kyoto, he followed Wang Jiuxuan to visit places related to Pei Yue, and also asked him for martial arts advice. The two of them practiced hand-to-hand twice. Although Wang Jiuxuan deliberately showed courtesy, Lan Zhiqiu did not notice it, but felt complacent.

Yu Neng is tied with Wang Jiuxuan.

At this time, facing the joint attack of Duibu secret agents, Lan Zhiqiu discovered the gap between himself and Pei Yue.

Within a moment, all his followers had fallen, and he himself could only resist for a few breaths before being knocked to the ground by the leading spy with an iron rod.

Before he could open his mouth to scream, another spy quickly took a piece of rag and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lan Zhiqiu struggled desperately with a panicked look on his face. The leading spy looked at him with disgust, slapped him hard on the face with his hand, and cursed: "I thought the person who dared to scheme against the Marquis was a luxurious person, but I didn't expect him to be.

You're such a waste, bah!"

Someone next to him laughed and said, "Boss, do you want to cripple his hands and feet first?"

Lan Zhiqiu was stunned by the fierce slap, and became even more panicked after hearing these words.

The leading spy looked at his unsightly posture and couldn't help but spat at him, and then said to his subordinates: "Stop fucking around, take them back first, and wait for the instructions of the Marquis and Chief Qian."

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

…

Nancheng, inside the Sifang Pavilion.

Pei Yue sat on the Grand Master's chair. With tears in her eyes, Taohua helped him remove the simple bandage on his left hand, then carefully put on the wound medicine, and then re-bandaged it with clean gauze. Although she kept swallowing more tears, her hands were extremely stable, and she could not help him at all.

Without a trace of trembling, he then said with a cry: "Young Master, the medicine is already being boiled in the back, I will keep an eye on it myself, woo woo woo..."

After all, I couldn't suppress it anymore and started crying softly.

Pei Yue quickly comforted him: "It's just a minor injury. Don't cry. Be obedient."

Taohua stopped crying, but still sobbing uncontrollably. Finally, she glanced at Qian Bing who was standing not far away with an evil look, stood up and said, "Young Master, please don't be tired anymore. I'll help you boil the medicine."

Pei Yue nodded and said, "Go."

After she left, Qian Bing was embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

When Pei Yue saw this, he laughed and scolded: "Okay, I told you that you don't have to see anyone outside in the future. This girl of mine is naive and simple. You don't want to be in the same league with her."

"I don't dare." Qian Binghan responded with a smile, and then told the news of Lan Zhiqiu's capture.

Pei Yue fell into deep thought.

There were unexpected dangers in these two assassinations, but they were basically within his control, and they were not without gains. Regardless of the overall situation in the future, killing Fang Yunhu finally saved Gu Fan and himself.

After a breath of bad breath, the follow-up response was also arranged.

Since Lan Zhiqiu fell into his hands, his life and death had already been determined. Keeping him alive now was just for future counterattack. In fact, before going south this time, Pei Yue had never thought about completely solving Wang Pingzhang. After all, the opponent was Daliang.

The only remaining duke with a real title, and a large number of confidants in the army, such as Xiong Wuhou Lan Yu, who led the assassination.

As long as Wang Pingzhang did not want to rebel, even Emperor Kaiping could not force him to die.

But this assassination is enough to prove that Wang Pingzhang will never give up easily.

In this case, how could Pei Yue continue to give in?

"Qian Bing."

"The official is here."

Pei Yue raised his eyes and looked at the head of the Department of Dui, who was slightly stooped and smiling, and said gently: "You do something for me."

Qian Bing said more respectfully: "Please give me your instructions."

Pei Yue said: "Go to Puqi City in person, find a few people, and bring some messages for me."

Qian Bing wiped away the smile on his face, and his eyes gradually brightened as he listened to Pei Yue's deliberately lowered voice.

After a while, Sheng Duanming walked in with an angry look on his face. Before he even got close to the door, Qian Bing had quietly disappeared. Pei Yue was already used to this, although he was curious about how the other party managed to hide his traces like this.

But he also knew that this was a specialty of a top assassin like Qian Bing, so he didn't get to the bottom of it.

He looked at the red-faced Minister of Rites and asked with a smile: "Sir, I'm not seriously ill, I just suffered some minor injuries."

Sheng Duanming sat opposite him and said angrily: "Marquis Pei, the Southern Zhou Dynasty has gone too far to bully people. It doesn't matter if this marriage is not concluded! After returning to the capital, I will definitely explain to your majesty and all the officials that we cannot allow these thieves from the south to do it again and again.

I am plotting against you!"

Pei Yue was moved in his heart, but he couldn't tell the old scholar the whole story, so he had to advise: "Sir, please don't get angry. In fact, I had already guessed that there would be these dangers before going south. The internal situation in the Southern Zhou Dynasty was complicated.

But I believe their emperor doesn’t want to see these things happen. That’s all, the marriage between the two countries is of great concern to the overall situation, so it doesn’t hurt that I personally feel a little wronged.”

Seeing his sincere expression, Sheng Duanming felt an anger in his heart that could not be released, and sighed heavily.

Pei Yue smiled softly and said: "Moreover, nothing happened to me after all. Instead, I killed the biological son of their Duke of Zhenguo. Maybe the Southern Zhou Dynasty will come to investigate."

Sheng Duanming said sternly: "If they dare to do this, it will be the reason for the war between the two countries!"

Pei Yue thought for a while and said: "Marriage is inevitable. This is an important task entrusted to you and me by Your Majesty. All other things must be compromised."

Sheng Duanming sighed: "Pei Hou, I used to be ignorant, but you are indeed the pillar of the country."

Pei Yue said a few words of humility, and then Feng Yi walked in and reported: "Master, Shanda, the chief minister of the Southern Zhou cabinet and the Marquis of Jubei are asking for an audience."

The two looked at each other, and Pei Yue muttered: "Please meet them in the main hall."

Feng Yi accepted.

Pei Yue stood up and walked out, his steps calm and calm.


Chapter completed!