Xuanxia

Chapter 1052 Yuan Zizhen's Collapse
A hint of fear flashed across Yuan Zizhen's eyes.

He looked at the person in front of him and instantly connected everything in his mind.

He had previously suspected that "Yuan Lieyang" was Fu Qingzhou, but the real "Fu Qingzhou" appeared and diverted his attention.

"It turns out that he has always been by my side!"

"No wonder I couldn't find him. He never left the manor!"

"My father died in his hands... and he also took the Sword of De back from me!"

Yuan Zizheng looked at Fu Qingzhou, who was smiling honestly in front of him, and felt a chill all over his body.

The current distance between the two...

A picture quickly flashed through Yuan Zizhen's mind.

In this scene, he shouted loudly to expose Fu Qingzhou's identity, and several priests around him rushed forward. However, because Fu Qingzhou was too close to him, the other party attacked with lightning speed. Fu Qingzhou with the Sword of Virtue in his hand was almost invincible. Even if he had the Sword of Benevolence in his hand, he was no match for him. Before others could hurt Fu Qingzhou, he had already cut off his own hand...

No... not just cutting off the hand!
Yuan Zizhen thought about how his father died.

Fu Qingzhou could easily kill himself, snatch the Ren Sword, and escape quickly before others surrounded him!
He might get hurt and might have to endure some effort, but taking away the sword of benevolence and killing himself would be as easy as drinking water!
At this moment, Fu Qingzhou took another half step forward, approached Yuan Zizhen, and asked in confusion: "Sir, Governor, is there any problem?"

"without……"

Yuan Zizhen said in a hoarse voice: "No problem, I'm just tired."

The moment he said this, he was a little surprised. He actually concealed the fact that the person in front of him was Fu Qingzhou!
He...is scared.

Fu Qingzhou is also gambling.

Three years ago, around the Xuanmeng Ceremony, he could vaguely feel that Yuanzi was really a bit of a fence-sitter.

At that time, Yuan Zizheng came to him and expressed his "intention to surrender", saying that he would not go along with the aristocratic families... Later, at the Xuanmeng Ceremony, he also behaved very restrained at first, but after the "lord" appeared and the situation was reversed, he immediately stood firmly on the side of the aristocratic families.

So, Fu Qingzhou wants to gamble.

He killed Yuan Keng last night, and Yuan Zizheng must know about it. Yuan Keng is a mysterious star, and the impact of this incident on Yuan Zizheng is absolutely powerful and terrifying.

As for the revenge for his father's murder?
How much intimate interaction can a person who has been in a secret room for nearly forty years have with his son?

Yuan Zizheng looks to be only around 40 years old now. It is estimated that Yuan Keng had been disabled and sent to the secret room when he was very young. His feelings for his father may be more of worship and admiration, but Fu Qingzhou doesn't believe that the father-son relationship is very deep.

Yuan Keng is a Xuanxing, and Yuan Zizhen doesn't even have a cave heaven now...

In comparison, Hong Ruohai and Ning Baimei, who are also Xuanxing, have sons with strong cultivation bases, so it is only a matter of time before Ning Wushu enters the cave heaven.

Yuan Keng did not even give Yuan Zizheng much resources for cultivation, but only let him participate in political affairs.

So, Fu Qingzhou decided to take a gamble.

Of course, if he lost the bet, he would have no choice but to kill Yuan Zizheng, seize the Ren Sword, and then find a way to escape... However, now that things have come to this point, it doesn't matter whether the Yuan family reacts violently or not. Yuan Keng is dead, it's only a matter of time.

did not expect……

"The bet won."

Fu Qingzhou felt relieved when he heard what Yuan Zizheng said.

"Second uncle."

Yuan Zizhen turned to Yuan Ye, looking a little tired: "I've consumed a lot of energy, maybe I need to rest for a stick of incense."

"Okay." Yuan Ye did not doubt him and sighed: "I'll arrange a few people for you..."

"No need, it will be chaotic again, let's just wait here."

Yuan Zizhen interrupted Yuan Ye: "Let this one..."

He looked at Fu Qingzhou: "Let Guard Lieyang accompany me. I trust him."

Yuan Ye had no objection. Fu Qingzhou smiled, walked forward to support Yuan Zizheng, and walked down the platform.

The middle-aged priest began to announce to the people in the square that they would take a short break, while Fu Zhou and Yuan Zizheng slowly walked down the stage.

“A wise choice.”

Fu Qingzhou said softly.

Yuan Zizheng's facial features were distorted. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "You, how dare you!" "Why not? Aren't you a coward too?" Fu Qingzhou said lightly.

Yuan Zizhen's whole body began to tremble.

"You are very smart. After recognizing me, you did not choose to let me leave or slip away by yourself."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "In that case, you will definitely die today."

"Can you let us go?" Yuan Zizheng asked directly.

"This is not something I can decide alone."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "But at least, you have hope of survival."

"..."

Yuan Zizhen was silent and didn't say anything else.

Fu Qingzhou didn't force him, but just pretended to support him and walked towards the square.

After the two found a stone table in an empty corner and sat down, Yuan Zizheng hesitated for a moment and placed the Ren Sword on the table.

"Give it back to you," he said.

Fu Qingzhou smiled: "So straightforward?"

"You even took the things in the secret place. It's just a sword. I can't keep it."

Yuan Zizhen sighed: "What else do you want? Just tell me, I just want to know...how many people in the tribe can be saved?"

Fu Qingzhou didn't look at Ren Jian.

He stroked the ring on his little finger that was transformed from the sword, and whispered, "We have taken away the most important thing of your Yuan family. How much value do you think you have left?"

“It’s not that easy!”

Yuan Zizhen gritted his teeth and said, "The Yuan family is deeply rooted in Yan State. The businesses and industries spread all over the country are worth more than tens of millions of taels of gold! Even if the court wants to send people to take over so many industries in a short time, it is simply impossible to do it! Once something goes wrong, countless people will starve to death, and a large number of goods will pile up and rot in the warehouse! Yan State has experienced three years of war. If such a situation occurs again..."

"There is the Nebula Chamber of Commerce."

Fu Qingzhou interrupted him and said calmly, "Shen Chuke broke away from King Xishuo and joined our Mingjian Pavilion. Didn't you make him run to Beiyi? Now Beiyi has been conquered, they can come back."

Yuan Zizhen's pupils shrank.

Then, he seemed to have his strength drained away and collapsed.

"No, is there any other way?"

Despair flashed in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Is my Yuan family going to perish?"

Fu Qingzhou did not answer him, but played with the German Sword Ring leisurely.

However, he also knew that there was no need to force Yuan Zizhen into a desperate situation. The task of encircling and suppressing the Yuan family should be left to the rebel army and the Xuanmeng. If he did it now, the Yuan family would scatter, and the subsequent work of the court would be very troublesome.

"How about this."

Seeing Yuan Zizheng gradually collapse and despair, Fu Qingzhou finally spoke slowly: "You Yuan family should surrender obediently and accept all the punishments from the court. In addition, you should pay an additional 50 million taels of gold. In this way, I can convince the emperor and the court to save the lives of the remaining people in your Yuan family."

"Fifty million taels?! Gold?!"

Yuan Zizhen's pupils shrank sharply: "This, this..."

"You just said it yourself." Fu Qingzhou spread his hands: "You said your assets are worth more than ten thousand taels of gold, and I gave you a discount."

"Industry is industry, and cash gold is cash gold. How can they be the same..."

Yuan Zizheng subconsciously argued, but after seeing Fu Qingzhou's calm and indifferent eyes, he swallowed back the rest of the sentence.

"I understand."

He said hoarsely: "I... will try my best."

"You'd better hurry up." Fu Qingzhou said with a smile, "Because if nothing unexpected happens, the people who come to kill you are already on their way."

(End of this chapter)