I'm spoiling my uncle

Chapter 214 Yun Family
Inside the old house of the Yun family, the lights were brightly lit.

Of the more than twenty dead men, only one leader escaped back, and he was seriously injured.

Yunhe's face was gloomy, and his hawk-like eyes seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts: "A group of trash who can't accomplish anything but fail."

The black-clothed dead man clutched his wound, excruciating pain, and uttered words with difficulty through his teeth: "General, the Ninth Prince and Ninth Concubine are highly skilled in martial arts, and I really can't do what I want."

"28 people, the dead soldiers carefully trained by my general's mansion were cut in half at once, and there are only two of them."

Yunhe said this almost through gritted teeth, Chu Yi has already set his sights on their Yun family, if he doesn't act first, the situation will only become more passive.

He wiped out his bandit den during the day and nearly half of his dead soldiers at night.

How could he swallow this breath?
The dead man in black climbed to Yunhe's feet, and said angrily: "General, we met another group of people. Their martial arts skills are higher than ours, and their goals are the same. You don't have to worry, maybe someone helped you invisibly." .”

"Oh? Who else will kill them?"

"I don't know, those people have extraordinary skills, unlike Nan Jin's moves."

Yunhe frowned, and his sharp eyes looked at the vast night outside the window.

"You go down to heal your wounds first, this general has to make a long-term plan on this matter."

After speaking, he waved his hands to the left and right, and the two guards carried the dead man in black down.

Yun Mo, Yun He's subordinate who had been standing beside him, walked up to him: "General, could it be Xiyue or Beiming? They can't hold back anymore?"

Yun He frowned: "According to common sense, they would not be so hasty, I'm afraid there are other reasons."

"Then what do we do next?"

Yunhe paced back and forth in the room, feeling a little anxious. Starting today, he and Chu Yi were openly confronting each other.

He suddenly felt that tonight's action was too hasty, too eager for quick success.

He stopped and looked at Yun Mo: "You go back to the capital first, and remind my non-stop Concubine Yun Gui, let her settle down in the palace for a while, and don't disturb me again."

Yun Mo was shocked: "What does this matter have to do with the imperial concubine?"

Yun He snorted coldly: "The Ninth Prince has always ignored the affairs of the court, this time he brought the Ninth Princess to Yunzhou under the guise of being punished, do you think he is here to talk about love?"

"You mean that the imperial concubine offended the ninth concubine, and the ninth prince wanted to take the blame for her, so he targeted Yunzhou?"

Yunhe kicked him away: "They are all as stupid as my sister, how can Chu Yi be such a superficial person? I'm afraid things are far from as simple as we thought."

Yun Mo touched the thigh that was kicked, and smiled apologetically: "The general taught you the right thing, but don't worry, the Ninth Prince's rights have been returned to the emperor, and the Yun family can't be moved no matter what."

Yunhe cast his cold eyes on him, with an expression of hating iron but not steel: "He turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain, don't you know? What country are you from? When did he have the right? ? When do you need rights? This kind of person is the scariest."

Yun Mo was horrified, he slapped himself twice suddenly: "This subordinate is stupid."

That Xiaoyao prince has more prestige than the current emperor, a gentle and modest gentleman, and he is more decisive in killing than anyone else.

Yunhe waved his hand at him: "It's good to know."

"The subordinate will resign and leave for the capital tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

The room became quiet, and Yunhe sat slumped on the soft chair, staring at the flickering candle in a daze.

The Yun family, don't try to shake it.

(End of this chapter)