Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

Rong Wanqing, who was possessed by Wang, slowly drew out the bamboo sword and gently stroked the blade: "It's a pity that the big dragon cloth was lost in one day."

Fu Tingzhao was horrified and before he could react, the sword light shot up into the sky and cut off his arm.

"I'll ask for this hand on behalf of my sister first."

"Rong Wanqing" grabbed Fu Tingzhao's skinny arm that flew out, smiled, and jumped off the beast.

Chapter 109: Can We Reconcile?

Fu Tingzhao gritted his teeth, trying not to scream and scare the beast of burden.

If the beast of burden was frightened at this moment, it would be the end of him.

Even if Ji captured all the people stationed in Beijing that he brought with him, even if Wang had seen the entire process of his layout, and even if he had lost an arm, Fu Tingzhao still believed that he still had hope of survival.

In other words, he could no longer accept the outcome of his failure and death, and could only keep deceiving himself.

Ji only prepared a backup plan in advance, which does not mean that he noticed him. Wang was worried that he was the Minister of Si Sui Tai and was afraid that the Candleholders who were stationed in various places to monitor his sister would attack him, so he only took one of his arms.

"These beasts who knelt before the first true dragon a thousand years ago, are only this good after all..."

In a short period of time, Fu Tingzhao had thought of a way to deal with it within his cognitive scope. He still had the millet in Dahuang City as a chess piece to turn the tables. He only needed to coerce and bribe her, and it might be possible to return to the capital...

"Speaking of which, have we left Hangu Pass now? I remember there is a village with few people. We can kill them first and drive the beasts of burden to different directions. It will be safer."

Fu Tingzhao raised his head and saw not the desolate reed bushes north of the capital, but a giant tree with thick golden branches wrapped with golden silk threads. All the candle holders were hung on it, unable to move.

Jie treated the student with a sad face, and Ji looked at him with a mocking face. The brown-haired masked man held a black sword with four white cross stars in his right hand, and the cross stars were getting bigger and bigger.

It turned out that he was not getting further away from the battlefield.

Fu Tingzhao was riding his horse towards Yuan Congqian.

Even though the golden silk tree was flowing with rain and moonlight, it was still not as dazzling as the sword in his hand.

The brilliance flowing on the sword was like a galaxy of stars, and gorgeous nebulae flowed on the sword. The four cross stars seemed to be staring at him with hollow eyes that made him shudder, and his cerebral cortex trembled.

Even though the beast of burden was running straight north, he was actually getting closer and closer to the center of the battlefield. He used his remaining hand to whip the beast of burden to change direction and turn south, but the beast of burden was still running towards Yuan Congqian.

Fu Tingzhao felt that he was old and had not woken up yet.

Reality seemed to be separated. The actual displacement was moving at a constant speed towards Yuan Congqian, but the beast of burden under him was performing the wrong running animation. Forward, backward, north, south, no matter how it ran, it could not escape.

"Old dog, this is the first time we meet."

Yuan Congqian sheathed the black sword.

He spoke with a smile and reached out to grab Fu Tingzhao.

In front of all the candle holders, Fu Tingzhao was pulled off the pack animal by the brown-haired masked man and thrown to the ground. The sharp source stone crystals scratched his arms into blood, and the gorgeous armor was broken and pierced deeply into his thighs.

The golden threads even caught the horses and beasts of burden, and were entangled in the branches.

Fu Tingzhao lay on the ground, turned over with all his strength, and looked at Yuan Congqian.

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

In response, the long knife pierced his arm.

The long knife penetrated the brittle armor and stabbed into Fu Tingzhao's arm, which had little flesh. The blunt end of the knife squeezed the extremely brittle bones of his arm, prying them open, stirring in the bone marrow, and piercing into the ground.

Fu Tingzhao was about to faint from falling to the ground, but the intense pain forced him to stay awake. The Left General of Dayan, the Minister of Si Sui Tai, one of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, was now writhing on the ground like a maggot.

"Old dog, there is something I have always been curious about."

Yuan Congqian picked up a candle holder's long knife from the ground.

"Why do you always feel that if you kill me, everything will be better. Or if you kill Jie, all the difficulties you are facing will be better, even if that will cause Da Yan to be disturbed by the Sui Beast?"

Fu Tingzhao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

His body was too old, he had suffered too many injuries, and he had lost so much blood. He was now hanging on to his life only by his determination not to die. He just raised his head with a face that looked like Fu Qianming.

As soon as I raised my head, I was slapped in the face with a knife.

"Are you pretending? Can't you hear me, old dog?"

Yuan Congqian looked at Fu Tingzhao, confused.

As if he felt that the slap with the back of the knife was not delivered well and accidentally hit Fu Tingzhao's face crooked, Yuan Congqian drew his knife and hit him again, knocking out all of Lao Deng's few teeth.

Jie was frightened by the scene of Yuan Congqian beating the old man. When she was writing the word "heal" for the student on the ground, she accidentally transferred some power. The ink flowed into Fu Tingzhao's wound and began to repair this broken body.

Fu Tingzhao discovered to his despair that his bleeding had stopped.

Having their powers used in turn by the three Sui-mon agents is much more exciting than Danzo stabbing Susanoo with a kunai.

"Yuan Congqian, I admit defeat. Why don't you just kill me here?"

Fu Tingzhao suddenly burst into laughter like a madman.

He looked at Yuan Congqian who had taken off his mask, his expression distorted: "I am the Minister of the State of Great Yan, I am the Left General of Great Yan, if you have the ability, just bypass the real dragon and kill me directly! I'll be waiting for you underground!"

The long knife stabbed down at him, and this time it was his knee that was nailed to the ground.

Yuan Congqian was obviously not someone who would spoil him.

"Is this the attitude you would use to talk to Si Sui Tai Qing?"

Yuan Congqian shook his head at him. "Lao Deng is quite old, but he is just an ugly old man obsessed with power. He speaks like a coward. You are about to die, but you still think that I dare not kill you and will hand you over to the True Dragon Dali Temple for trial."

"Oh, do you really think that the Sui Beast Agent is a kind person who is easy to deal with? You conspired with the Sui Beast to kill Si Sui Taiqing, how can you escape? I will see it, I will see you being bitten back by these things..."

"The dog is still barking?"

Yuan Congqian interrupted his chanting and stabbed him in the chest.

If he didn't need Fu Tingzhao's head, he would have let Qixing Longyuan take him into the collapsed space to enjoy the endless cycle of death. There wouldn't be the humorous scene of torturing Fu Tingzhao with a knife now.

The blade directly cut Fu Tingzhao's ribs, and blood gushed out of the wound.

"This knife is because you, an old man, sent someone to kill me."

Another blow of the knife cut Fu Tingzhao along his waist, cutting him into two pieces.

"This knife is because you are desperate and want to kill Shangshu Jie, and you have implicated so many students."

"Kill me, kill me, kill me!"

The endless pain finally made Fu Tingzhao unable to bear it anymore, and his wails echoed throughout Hangu Pass.

Yuan Congqian moved closer to him, grabbed Fu Tingzhao's hair, and a white cross star flashed in his eyes.

"But this should be what you fear the most."

"I will ask the Fu clan to come and accompany you within this month..."

Chapter 18: Fu Tingzhao is dead! (Additional chapter )

Let the Fu clan and the Yi people be liquidated one by one.

Even though Fu Tingzhao knew that the plan would fail tonight and was mentally prepared for the consequences for the Fu family, when he heard the word "barbarian tribe", bloodshot eyes still bulged outwards, as if he was unwilling to die.

Yuan Congqian used the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss to cut off Fu Tingzhao's head and successfully defeated the disease in Fu Tingzhao.

He grasped Fu Tingzhao's hair and held it high, with an undisguised youthful arrogance on his face, and announced the winner of the night, "Fu Tingzhao rebelled at Hangu Pass and is dead. The Fu family should be executed!"

The stubborn and self-willed Left General Fu Tingzhao has been beheaded!

The ruined Hangu Pass was silent, with only Yuan Congqian's voice echoing in the rainy night.

"His actions are completely consistent with your judgment. If I didn't know what kind of person he is, I would have thought that he was a hidden trick you set up to stage a good show for Fu Clan and Zhenlong."

"Rong Wanqing" walked slowly towards them holding a red tasseled bamboo sword, and threw Fu Tingzhao's hand to the ground, soaking it in a pool of blood.

"When I have some free time, I will play a game of chess with you."

Yuan Congqian chuckled: "Si Sui Tai has prepared the bed for you to welcome me."

He has now begun to regard himself as the master of Simuitai.

Fu Tingzhao, the Minister of the Ministry of Sui, was dead. Although he could not get the golden seal, he had a way to control the actual power of the Ministry of Sui. An underage Nine Ministers was too shocking. The next one was Lin Guangmei, the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Sui who was closest to the Minister of the Ministry of Sui.

Using Lin Guangmei to play the role of Si Sui Tai Qing seems much more natural.

Wang naturally understood the meaning of Yuan Congqian's words. He smiled slightly, and the red tasseled bamboo sword turned into wind and sand and disappeared.

Ji clapped his hands, dissipating his power, and letting the giant golden tree put the candle holders on the ground. Some of the candle holders were seriously injured and had fainted under the attack of the golden thread, while others were unharmed and had ruddy complexions.

These unconscious candle holders were resisting fiercely.

As for those smart candle holders, they were already suspicious of the ambush tonight, but after seeing Ji's power, they did not resist and surrendered. They were hoisted up obediently, lowered safely, and watched a shocking drama.

Fu Tingzhao had great authority in the Simuitai and would often make the clerks kneel down and apologize, but this did not mean that the people holding the candle would be his loyal followers.

The Candle-Bearing People are elites carefully selected by Dayan to fight against the agents of giant beasts. They are not fools who know nothing about the world. If the Candle-Bearing People want to work for a long time, they must learn to stay away from the political vortex to protect themselves.

Next, it was Yuan Congqian’s harvest moment.

The golden seal of the Simuitaiqing that Fu Tingzhao had been holding tightly in his arms fell out as the corpse was moved, and was caught in Yuan Congqian's hand. The golden seal of the Nine Ministers, wrapped with a luxurious purple ribbon, was now covered in blood and mud.

The people holding candles looked at each other, and one of them stood up and knelt on one knee in front of Yuan Congqian.

"We were deceived by Fu Ni and attacked the agent Jie recklessly. Please punish us, Yuan Youcheng."

Seeing this, the other people holding candles followed suit and saluted Yuan Congqian.

None of them were injured by Ji, which meant that Yuan Congqian had already planned the battle of Hangu Pass with Ji. Whether Yuan Congqian was plotting for the position of the Nine Ministers to force Fu Tingzhao to rebel, or Fu Tingzhao was blinded by greed, it had nothing to do with them.

No matter who is the Minister of Si Sui Tai, they are all the candle holders.

"Although you have not yet restored order, you still have a clear understanding of the truth."

Yuan Congqian approached him and pressed his shoulder. "You are all pillars of the Yan Dynasty. From now on, the Simaitai will still count on you to continue to be responsible for the affairs of the Sui Beast Agent. How can Congqian accept your courtesy?"

He paused and continued:

"I will submit a petition to Your Majesty, in sympathy with the hard work of the officials in the Ministry of Revenue, and the Western Pharmacy will donate 500,000 silver taels, and all of your salaries will be doubled. The Western Pharmacy will also take the initiative to absorb the injured colleagues on the ground and make proper arrangements for them."

"We dare not not die for the Right Prime Minister."

He lowered his head deeply, not daring to look directly into Yuan Congqian's eyes.

The rest of the candle holders felt sad and remained silent.

Yuan Congqian let go of his shoulders and threw him his sword: "Go and help rescue those poor students. If you can, save them. If they are seriously injured, take them back to the capital immediately and find Doctor Kal'tsit at the Western Pharmacy."

"Here." The man holding the candle quickly ran towards several off-road vehicles.

No one dared to stay where Yuan Congqian and the two Sui Beast agents were.

As for Fu Tingzhao's loyal subordinates lying on the ground, it seemed that they were no longer responsible for them. After all, didn't Yuan Congqian also say that the Western Pharmacy would properly arrange their future jobs? It would definitely be arranged properly.

Yuan Congqian not only did not punish them, but also doubled their salaries. It turned out that Fu Tingzhao had never returned the money he had earned from the Simaitai. What, this is the domineering relative who replaced General Zuo after forcing him to rebel?

Don’t be rude to Lord Si Sui Tai Qing!

The candle holders dispersed and checked on the wounded, leaving the space for Yuan Congqian and Ji.

Ji looked at Yuan Congqian, the future ruler of Simuitai. With just two or three simple sentences, he dealt with the group of candle holders who followed Fu Tingzhao to encircle his sister. He handled it well. The old-fashioned carrot and stick method worked after all.

He clasped his hands and said, "I apologize for my impoliteness. I am just a poor chess player and a country bumpkin. Please forgive me. If you hadn't reminded me tonight, my sister would not have escaped this disaster. I am deeply terrified and grateful."

He simply couldn't bear to think about what would happen if his sister died.

If it wasn't for Yuan Congqian's reminder, Fu Tingzhao really killed Jie, his second brother would definitely go crazy first, and he would follow his second brother to start planning. But what's the point of going crazy? Can Jie come back after he dies?

Moreover, he and his second brother became hostile to the Yan Kingdom court, and the Grand Commandant Fu Qianming and other Fu clan members became reluctant to move. To move the Grand Commandant hiding in the shadows would be equivalent to directly declaring war on the Yan Kingdom, and the agent did not have the strength to do so.

"Getting rid of the Fu family is just to solve a major problem for the Yuan family."

Yuan Congqian waved his hand and looked at the busy people holding candles. "Moreover, if Minister Jie died, it would be a major blow to the Great Yan culture. The capital would also be shrouded in a shadow from then on, leaving endless troubles."

"My sister has been writing for Da Yan for a thousand years, but I didn't expect that there are still traitors who are eyeing her."

"In Fu Tingzhao's eyes, whatever the agent does is wrong, and whatever he does is right."

"I only regret that I never killed him with my own hands."

Ji looked at Fu Tingzhao's head, whose pupils were slowly dilating, and sighed silently.

Putting aside the old and new grudges between Yuan Congqian and Fu Tingzhao, he only hated that Fu Tingzhao died too simply.

If Ji were to arrange Fu Tingzhao's death tonight, he would definitely let his brothers and sisters take action, so that Fu Tingzhao would be left alive with only a head, witnessing his clan being wiped out and reincarnating in pain for eternity.

Chapter 19: Comprehensive Settlement (Additional Chapter )

The next day, Taiwei Fu Qianming felt unwell and fell ill.