This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 252 The Dust Settles
Looking at the cold aunt with a sad face in front of her.

Lu Yuanzhi pursed his lips.

"Head..."

He wanted to step forward to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

"How did he die?"

The cold aunt looked at Lu Yuanzhi with a dull expression, her tone was numb, and the sadness and helplessness in her eyes moved Lu Yuanzhi's heart.

King Yu's body lay quietly on the ground. The brother she had the best relationship with when she was young was no longer alive.

Maybe in her heart...

"This……"

Lu Yuan didn't know what to say for a moment.

He killed the person, but he also wanted to protect himself.

Although I didn’t want to say anything that would make Aunt Leng sad, she couldn’t hide these things at all.

Lu Yuanzhi was silent for a while.

"I had no choice, I wanted to live."

He didn't have too many worries, and Lu Yuanzhi didn't want to deceive the helpless woman kneeling in front of the corpse.

"You killed it!!"

The cold aunt raised her head and looked at Lu Yuanzhi with an extremely complicated face.

There was coldness, shock, confusion, and a hint of...hate.

"Yes."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the cold aunt calmly and told the process:

"In the sky, I can kill with this thing. The people from Kewu Division gave it to me. It can kill third-level warriors within three feet."

He held out the gun in his hand.

This fire gun has no name, but in Lu Yuan's heart it is more awesome than any weapon with a cool name.

The cold aunt had a dull look on her face, and took the blunderbuss with trembling white hands.

He stared at the gun with a dull expression, unable to figure out why his brother Wang died on this seemingly inconspicuous little thing.

Lu Yuanzhi felt an inexplicable knot in his heart when he saw the cold aunt looking down at the gun without saying anything for a long time.

"sorry."

He was silent for a long time, and then he squeezed out three words.

"Ah."

The cold aunt trembled when she heard Lu Yuanzhi's voice. When she looked up at Lu Yuanzhi, tears were already streaming down her face.

"sorry?"

"Ha ha."

Shangguan Su's voice was filled with helplessness.

"I have no choice. If I don't use this thing, I will die."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the cold aunt calmly, "If you can't understand me, you can kill me. Anyway, I can't run away in front of you."

When he said this, Lu Yuanzhi felt extremely calm. Regarding the operation of killing King Yu, he could only say that even if he had to do it over ten thousand times, he would kill King Yu without hesitation.

Not only for his own survival, but also for the innocent deaths of more than 300 Taoist Jianzi.

More than 300 children!
That's more than 300 families.

This bastard King Yu deserved his death, and it would not be an exaggeration to shoot him ten thousand times.

Every time he thought of this, Lu Yuanzhi gritted his teeth and wished he could spread King Yu's ashes.

Therefore, Lu Yuanzhi always had a clear conscience.

"Kill you?"

There was sarcasm in the cold aunt's tone.

Her unfamiliar gaze made Lu Yuanzhi's heart tremble slightly, but he continued to maintain his apparent calmness.

"Use it?"

The cold aunt raised the gun in her hand to Lu Yuanzhi indifferently.

"Sir!"

"You can't kill him!!"

Ji Xuan and Gong Yanggan spoke at the side.

Gong Yanggan had a nervous look on his face. Based on his understanding of Shangguan Su, he would most likely choose to open fire...

He was afraid that Shangguan Zhen's blunderbuss would be used by Lu Yuanzhi.

"It's okay if this is not strange! He did this to protect himself!"

Gongyang dared to explain in a deep voice to the superior officer who was holding a gun.

The cold aunt turned a deaf ear to the two's admonitions and looked at Lu Yuanzhi in front of her indifferently.

Just when everyone was worried about Lu Yuanzhi's life safety.

But he slowly closed his eyes.

"Shoot."

"I won't blame you."

Lu Yuanzhi's voice was filled with regret.

At the same time, his palms were starting to sweat, and he didn't want to die.

But being so close to Aunt Leng, even if Aunt Leng didn't use a firecracker, he still couldn't escape death.

Simply, be calm.

"Don't blame me?"

The cold aunt was startled.

"I have owed you my life for a long time. You saved me when the demon clan held me hostage in Qinghe Academy. Now I am dead in your hands. I don't have any complaints, I just have some regrets."

As he spoke, Lu Yuanzhi shed a tear from his closed eyes.

There was also a strong tremor in his voice.

"What regrets?"

The cold aunt's cold face was startled for a moment.

Lu Yuanzhi sighed softly:

"In my memory, there is a lake on the grassland outside Chongbei County. The color of the lake is blue. Eagles fly over and stay in the lake. It is extremely beautiful. I would like to take it with me one day in the future. You go and see it, I ride on a horse and it takes you galloping... Now that I think about it, it may be a regret in my life."

After listening to Lu Yuanzhi's words, the indifferent aunt's eyes flashed with a trace of tenderness, but then they were covered with indifference again.

But her hand holding the gun was already trembling slightly.

She knew that as long as she pulled the trigger of the fire gun, the brother-killing enemy in front of her would be killed. However, an imperceptible strangeness in her heart stopped her, making it impossible for her to be cruel.

Her mind flashed back to when Lu Yuanzhi was in the formation in Suzaku Square, the young monk who presided over the formation said that the people who appeared in the formation were all the people Lu Yuanzhi cared about.

And her identity in the formation is actually Lu Yuanzhi's wife.

How could someone her age not know what that meant?
The love that I had never been exposed to since childhood seemed to be so close to me that day.

But now...it seemed so far away from her, so far away that she felt despair.

"Clap."

A crisp sound.

The firecracker left Shangguan's trembling hand and fell to the ground.

At this time, Shangguan seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She lowered her hands feebly and stared at King Yu's body.

The voice was too cold to sound like it could come from the mouth.

"I don't want to see you again."

After saying these words, Shangguan seemed to have her soul imprisoned. Her appearance, which had not been defeated by time, seemed to be defeated by the man in front of her...

At this moment, her face seemed to be getting older.

He squatted on the ground blankly, his head buried deeply in his curled legs, his body trembled, and he sobbed.

She was like a little girl who had her toys taken away and bullied severely.

Everyone's heart was severely pinched when they saw this scene.

When Lu Yuanzhi saw her like this, his heart suddenly hurt.

He opened his mouth to say something, as if he wanted to retain something, but found that it seemed useless to say anything at this moment.

He pursed his lips.

"Ah."

As if answering the woman's words.

"Ugh."

A sigh.It may be sighing at the separation in the world, or it may be mocking the complexity of love.

No matter what it means, in this life, it may be just an extremely colorful meteor streaking across Lu Yuanzhi's sky. The current meteor has completed its mission and rushed to where it should go.

……

Lu Yuanzhi finally left outside Hangzhou.

He didn't choose to stay.

Ji Xuan patted Gongyang Gan's shoulder and signaled Gongyang Gan to protect Shangguan Su who was squatting on the ground.

Then he led a large army and captured all the rebels who had surrendered on the spot.

The leader of the rebels was General Zeng. Without any reason, Ji Xuan directly ordered the man named Zeng to be killed.

Who knows what the captive named Zeng would say to Ji Xuan when he was pressed down on top of the main hall.

Every link must be handled in place.

This is your greatest protection.

It is also the best protection for Peiyinlang Yamen, and it is also the best protection for Dayong, which is now experiencing a storm.

No one knows how to protect Dayong better than himself.

Ji Xuan's eyes have never been so firm as they are now.

After everything settled, the people of Hangzhou City stood on both sides of the street, watching Ji Xuan lead the army to press the rebel prisoners into the city, their eyes full of excitement and pride.

"Long live Dayong!"

"Shuai Ji is invincible!!"

……

The only way the people could express their congratulations was the fierce roar from the crowd.

Ji Xuan just smiled at this.

"Ji Xuan! You are in vain to be an important minister of the imperial court!"

The prefect of Hangzhou gnashed his teeth beside Ji Xuan.

Although with the death of King Yu, he naturally knew that the outcome was doomed.

Ji Xuan was free to say whatever he wanted next.

Ji Xuan just glanced at the prefect indifferently.

He naturally knew that the old man who was still a magistrate in Hangzhou at this age had no hope of promotion in his life. He was like a drowning man who regarded King Yu as his hope of moving up his butt in this life.

It's just that this life-saving straw seems to have been pulled out by the roots today.

So he looked at Ji Xuan with a very uncomfortable look.

"Tell me everything you know."

Ji Xuan's voice was full of indifference.

If the prefect wants to survive, he must tell everything he knows.

He could naturally see that this prefect was not a core member of King Yu. If he were a core member, who would dare to speak like this to him?
"Listen to me?? Your Highness, King Yu, is dedicated to the people and making profits for the people. He is gentle to others and has a kind heart! What is wrong with him!?!"

The prefect looked at Ji Xuan sadly:

"Even though some private lives may not be good, they are just trivial matters! Can sin lead to death?!!"

When Ji Xuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly:
"What's the bad selfish thing?"

Seeing Ji Xuan's interested face, the prefect's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at Ji Xuan unkindly:

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Say."

Ji Xuan frowned, and the power on his body directly pressed against the old man with some bones.

"Uh."

There was an undetectable tremor in the old man's voice.

How could Ji Xuan's pressure be something ordinary people could withstand?
In the eyes of the old man, there was no difference between Ji Xuan and a savage beast at this time.

"What kind of bad habit is this?"

Ji Xuan looked at the old man.

The old prefect thought to himself that if he didn't say anything, then this old man would have to answer here today.

There is no need to risk your life for some trivial things...

He thought for a while and said weakly:

"As far as I know, King Yu seems to have a prostitute."

"Uh……"

Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment. .

In his impression, King Yu has always been a masculine man, and he has always looked at this kind of thing with contempt. Why did he start to do it after not seeing him for a few years?

"I know that King Yu, although he is a lackey and has done things that are harmful to nature and justice, but how can he commit such a despicable act?"

Ji Xuan frowned and looked at the prefect in front of him unkindly.

Although King Yu was not a good person, he was definitely a hero of the previous generation. How could he be insulted like this?
The prefect looked at Ji Xuan's unkind face and opened his mouth aggrievedly:
"This is what I saw with my own eyes. How can it be false? That man is so handsome that he is extremely handsome, and..."

Just when the prefect wanted to say something, an old Taoist appeared in Hangzhou city.

Hongyun was carrying an unconscious young man on his back.

He was moving extremely fast at this time.

Even though he was carrying a person on his back, it did not affect his mastery of the Taoist technique of shrinking the ground into an inch.

Seeing Ji Xuan on horseback, the old Taoist who was in a hurry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Ji, I have something to ask for!"

These words suddenly interrupted the old prefect who was speaking.

The old man looked back dissatisfied, and his eyes fell on the face of the young man on Lao Dao's back.

Then, the magistrate's eyes instantly widened to the size of a copper bell.

"Just...that's him!!"

The prefect hurriedly pointed at the young man on Hongyun's back, looking a little funny.

"What is he?"

Ji Xuan frowned.

"That's the prostitute I'm talking about!!"

The magistrate pointed to where Hong Yun was.

Ji Xuan frowned and looked over. The first thing he saw was Hongyun's anxious old face.

……

Ji Xuan took a deep breath, and then his eyes fell on the face of the young man Hong Yun was carrying.

Seeing the young man's face, Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise.

Is there such a magnificent person in the world?

Even if you faint on someone else's back, it still gives people an amazing feeling.

"Please Sir Ji, please save my Taoist holy son!!"

The veteran Hongyun quickly came to Ji Xuan's horse and said anxiously to Ji Xuan.

"what happened?"

Ji Xuan frowned and looked at Lao Dao and the young man on Lao Dao's back.

"My Holy Son has been seriously injured and needs precious medicinal materials for treatment. Please excuse me, Lord Ji Xuan..."

The old Taoist hesitated a little when talking about this, but he still gritted his teeth and said:
"Use the whole city's efforts to find medicine."

"After this incident, no matter whether the Holy Son is dead or alive, our Taoist sect, Hongyun, will all respect Pei Yinlang!"

Obviously, the old Taoist is very worried about the life and death of the Holy Son.

After Ji Xuan heard what Lao Dao said, his eyes burst out with unparalleled light.

"it is good!"

In the Hongyun lineage of the Taoist sect, others don’t know the pros and cons, how can Ji Xuan not know?
This is definitely a big help to Peiyinlang Yamen!
The prefect looked on with a confused expression.

No... what kind of Taoist saint is this old man carrying on his back? ?

he……

Aren't they the prostitutes kept in captivity by King Yu? ?
No one paid attention to the prefect's surprise. Ji Xuan led people to the government office in a hurry and temporarily occupied the prefect's office.

Then a doctor was called in to take a good look at the holy son of the Taoist sect.

Then they sent people out to look for medicine that could cure the Holy Son throughout the city.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi returned to the courtyard where King Yu had imprisoned the three of them, to look for the two guys who fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)