Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 689 You want a celestial phenomenon, I will give you a celestial phenomenon
Old Huang said: "I'm afraid Lin Qing has some experts to help him."

Before returning to the study, Xu Xiao went to the southwest courtyard where the loss was the heaviest, and found the person who first discovered the fire to inquire about the situation at the time. The answer he got was that they did not see the arsonist clearly at all. After putting out the fire, the soldiers of the Pipa Camp and the Yugu Camp cleaned up many corpses. In addition to those who died of smoke and burns, there were some corpses that looked like their heads were crushed by sharp claws. Among them was the second-rank escort he brought to Wutong Garden to intercept Lin Qing at nightfall. It can be seen that the arsonist was a single person, not a group of people. In terms of strength, he was at least the first rank, and most likely not weaker than Zhixuan, and his weapon was a hook-claw type strange weapon.

"Your Majesty, since Lin Qing knows that Xu Yanbing is an expert in astronomy and still has the courage to stay in Wutong Garden, he must have other plans. If we act rashly without finding out his background, I'm afraid..."

"Old Huang has a point."

Xu Xiao glanced at him sideways, holding his right cheek and taking a deep breath. Something had happened in the palace, and he was also aroused by Lin Qing's treatment. His teeth were swollen and painful, which was quite unbearable.

Han Laoshan asked, "Then Chu Lushan and Qi Dangguo won't save him?"

Xu Xiao recalled what Lin Qing had told the second-class maid Huanggua before she left: "Old Huang, what do you think he wants the medical officer's tools for treating external injuries for? Is he kind enough to treat the injuries of my two adopted sons?"

"do not know."

Speaking of this, Old Huang also felt very strange: "But it is definitely not to kill them. If Lin Tanhua wanted to kill them, he would have killed them in Wutong Garden. There is no need to go to so much trouble."

Xu Xiao said: "I want to see what tricks he can come up with."

Han Laoshan asked again: "What about the fire in the palace?"

Xu Xiao thought for a moment and said, "Let's say that the remnants of the Chu State who had been hiding in the palace for many years tried to assassinate the prince but failed. In order to escape, they set fire to various parts of the palace. Chu Lushan and Qi Dangguo were seriously injured while trying to save me."

"Where are the servants who went to Wutong Court to put out the fire tonight?"

"Kill them... and say they died in an assassination attempt. Remember to compensate their families with more money."

Han Laoshan was not surprised that Xu Xiao made such a decision. Who asked those people to know things they shouldn't know? Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. This was all the murder committed by Lin Qing.

After watching the lieutenant general in a gray robe fold the folding screen of the Shu Kingdom's mountains and rivers that Wu Su had copied personally before leaving the study, Old Huang was left with only him and Xu Xiao. He relaxed a lot, rubbed his chest and hummed twice, then leaned over and sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the couch. In front of him was the gravel that Xu Fengnian had shaken out of his boots earlier. Perhaps too many things had happened in the evening and the maid on duty had not had time to clean it up.

"Alas, I still like the groom Lao Huang. After drinking three liang of yellow soup, I sleep with my clothes on. I don't care about the smelly stables and rustling fields, as long as they can accommodate this body. Jian Jiuhuang? Showing off in front of people, it's hard for a master to do that, cough cough..."

He coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, but fortunately not much.

"Is your injury okay?"

Old Huang waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Just regulate your breathing for a night and get a good night's sleep for two days and you'll be fine."

"What a pity for that dragon snake."

"If Your Majesty really feels sorry for me, why not give me the princess's Great Liang Dragon Bird as compensation?"

"Old Huang, you are so brave to ask for it. I want to leave the Daliang Dragon Bird to my daughter-in-law. What? Do you want to be the daughter-in-law of the Old Xu family?"

Xu Xiao's anger was gone, his teeth no longer hurt, and he no longer covered his face. He leaned forward slightly, his hands clasped in his purple official robe, and joked with his son's groom like a rich man. Lin Qing was indeed a trouble, but just a little trouble. There was also the Sword God Li Chungang under the Tingchao Pavilion. Yuan Zuozong had already received his order and led 10,000 Snow Dragon Cavalry to Lingzhou City. Outside the city, there were tens of thousands of soldiers and horses including the Yugu Camp, the Pipa Camp, the Fengzi Camp, the Dragon Elephant Army and the Iron Pagoda. What was a fake celestial phenomenon? Even if Wang Xianzhi came, he would have to suffer in Beiliang. Think about it, Xu Xiao, known as the Butcher of Man, he had seen all kinds of scenes. Just a few gangsters set fire to the palace and smashed the Yellow Array Map with a sword. How could a man like him lose his composure?

Old Huang said: "Having said that, I think it would be better for the two princes to go out and hide for a while."

"Huang Man'er is of course no problem. Nian'er has a stubborn temper. If I hadn't asked Yao Jian to keep an eye on him, he might have gone to Wutong Garden to challenge him."

"No, Old Huang, I know the prince quite well. Once he is sure he cannot win, he will escape faster than anyone else."

"Oh right, about tomorrow's matter..." "Don't worry, Your Majesty. With this minor injury, it won't be a problem to deal with the old man at the bottom of the lake."

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A fire had been burning on Qingliang Mountain for half the night. Soldiers from the Yugu Camp and the Pipa Camp entered the city to put out the fire, so there was naturally quite a commotion. In the early morning, the steaming bun shops and wonton stalls were surrounded by curious people, who pricked up their ears to listen to the gossip coming out of the palace. They heard about how the Chu people tried to assassinate the prince but failed, so they set fire to the house, destroyed nearly half of it, and killed many servants. The well-informed people talked excitedly, describing vividly how poor the families of the murdered maids were, how pitiful their lives were, and how cruel the Chu people's methods of violence and murder were. The atmosphere at the scene was really that the men were indignant and the women were crying. The beggars on the early shift held up the broken bowl in their hands, wanting to donate the two clean copper coins they had earned by kowtowed fifteen times in front of a rich man's carriage yesterday to the prince to rebuild his palace, so that those Chu people would see that Beiliang could not be defeated.

There is Lingzhou in Beiliang. There is Qingliang Mountain in the north of Lingzhou. There is a Liang Palace on Qingliang Mountain. At the back of the palace is a flat lake. There is a nine-story building on the shore. It contains antiques and rare items that were plundered by various sects when Xu Xiao led the Beiliang cavalry to travel around the world. The most valuable of them are the martial arts secrets on the first and second floors, which attracted countless people from the world to steal books. Most of them ended in failure, and either lost their lives or were imprisoned. Some people chose to surrender to Beiliang and become slaves to the Xu family, such as Shu Xiu, who obeyed Xu Xiao for the Baidi Baopu Jue, Yang Qingfeng, who was willing to be a dog for the Shishen Yanggui Sutra, and there was also a book keeper at Tingchaoting, who was affectionately called Grandpa Wei by Xu Fengnian.

There was one scene in Lingzhou City and another scene in front of Tingchao Pavilion. Completely unaffected by the turmoil of last night, the unkempt Li Yishan, clutching a handful of chess pieces, stood on the highest floor overlooking the battle below. The lake breeze blew up his long gray hair, randomly flapping his face which was morbidly pale due to not going downstairs for many years. He counted the chess pieces in his hand, five black pieces and three white pieces. He then looked at the man in groom's clothes standing on the roof of the waterside pavilion. With a left move, his sword had a sword energy weighing three pounds, and with a right move, he used the yellow formation diagram that floated and swayed in the clouds, forcing Lao Kui, who had been locked at the bottom of the lake for more than ten years, into a desperate situation. He thought that with at most one more sword, the outcome would be decided.

As he expected, the sword box shook again, and the Sun-Shining Sword came out, with a move of "Sending Guanyin to the West with Wind and Snow". There was no wind or snow, but the sword energy swung, easily pushing aside Lao Kui's chain and double swords, hanging above the head of the ragged, dripping Northern Mang swordsman. The Three-Jin Sword and the Floating and Sinking Sword followed up from the left and right. Lao Kui in the center of the lake left a sentence "I'm not full, I don't want to fight anymore", and admitted defeat and surrendered very straightforwardly.

Li Yishan weighed the black and white chess pieces in his hand, took down the wooden stick that supported the window, and gently closed the paper-pasted window.

On the second floor of the small building behind the waterside pavilion, the pale-faced Qingniao stood stubbornly on the outer corridor facing the lake breeze, quietly looking at the Prince of Liang who was hiding behind Nangong Pushe, who was dressed in white and had two swords on his waist, and was looking at his groom in amazement. In fact, she just found out that Lao Huang was very skilled in martial arts. If Lao Huang hadn't taken action just now, she would have gone down to fight Lao Kui, even though her wounds had not healed yet and she might die. Who told her to be a dead soldier? Fighting for Xu Fengnian, winning for Xu Fengnian, and dying for Xu Fengnian is her life creed.

"Finished?"

The whistling lake wind brought a voice, playful and dangerous. Bluebird remembered this voice and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound. She saw the lake was vast and sparkling, with no one near the shore or far away. She suddenly looked behind her and saw a figure standing on the eaves of a small building with red walls and black tiles on the left, with a copper bell hanging on it. His silk scarf was in the air and his green shirt was about to rise. It was indeed the Qingzhou Lin Tanhua who had seriously injured her in a meeting yesterday evening and now occupied Wutong Garden.

"It's my turn."

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"Don't think about it."

The bluebird gave a delicate cry, touched the vermilion horizontal bar with its toes, used the force to leap up, and used its fingers like spears to stab at the uninvited guest who was flying diagonally behind it with his hands behind his back.

"My patience is limited."

But he flicked his left hand, and a faint white light flashed under his sleeve. A palm force in the air broke the power of her spear and hit her chest solidly. The true energy entered her body, causing her internal organs to shift and her ribs to break. She spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into the rose buds behind the building.

"Bluebird!"

When Xu Fengnian saw this scene, he was heartbroken. He lifted the hem of his bright silver brocade robe, revealing his white pants and black boots underneath, and ran as fast as he could towards the woman who had guarded Wutong Garden with her life last night and was now guarding him with her life.

Chu Pingsheng ignored the white fox's face that was as if facing a great enemy, and did not look at Beimang Laokui who was standing on the shore waiting for food. He lightly tapped the ground with his right toes and landed steadily, still looking at the lake with his hands behind his back, gazing at the waves in the distance.

"My father was killed, and she was willing to be Xu Fengnian's maid and assassin just because Xu Xiao promised to help her kill Chen Zhibao. I still can't understand how revenge for my father is connected to being an assassin. If she died to protect Xu Fengnian, who would kill Chen Zhibao? Shouldn't she achieve her goal first and then repay her gratitude by being an assassin? So, Old Huang, does this woman with a twisted brain deserve to live in this world? I always feel that killing one more person means there will be one less idiot in the world."

Chu Pingsheng withdrew his gaze from the distance, turned around slowly, and raised his head slowly, still not looking at the reopened sword box three meters in front of him. The three swords, Fuchen, Sanjin, and Twin Lotus, moved at the same time. The body of the Fuchen sword was outlined with deep cloud patterns; the Twin Lotus sword was broad and colorful, and its handle was like a lotus; the Sanjin sword was sharp and slender, suitable for women.

"I heard that your senior brother, the Sword King of Western Shu, Su Mao, also died at the hands of Xu Xiao. So here comes the question, when you see him after you die, how will you tell him about your aftermath? I'm really curious about the mental journey of assassinating an enemy and finally choosing to be his dog. Can you reveal it in advance? This way, when I take in a girl in the future, I won't have to worry about how to kill my father-in-law who is in the way without affecting our relationship."

"Old Huang, kill him!"

A white spot emerged from the green flowers behind the small building. Poor Xu Shizi, his face and hands were pierced by the thorns of the rose branches, covered with bloodstains, but he didn't feel any pain at all. There was a fire burning in his chest, burning his seven emotions with grief and anger. In three years of traveling six thousand miles, there was no day when I wanted someone to die as much as today.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Huang Zhentu's sword pointed in a wrong direction, and the energy rushed to the sky. He omitted the first and second swords, and at once he made a move, he used the seventh sword to pick up all the stars in the sky. The three swords swept across, and the sword energy was emptied.

(End of this chapter)