I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 111 Ling Chi【Will be rewarded for the "Autumn Harvest"】

Following Wen Yue's order, the rest of the guards scattered and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

Another team, led by the old ghost, went straight to the Marshal's Mansion.

"Reverse, reversible!" Geng Lie roared, pulled out the long sword hanging on the pillar beside him, pointed at Wen Yue, and roared furiously: "Wen Yue, I am a third-rank official of the imperial court, the Minister of the Ministry of War, Do you dare to kill me?"

Wen Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and he forcibly suppressed the anger that had already ignited.

Walking in front of Geng Lie, he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him abruptly, with a ferocious expression on his face, and the words came out from between his teeth: "You just want credit, I'm the one who fought the battle. , divide your efforts into four successes, are you still not satisfied?"

Defeating the enemy twice was a great achievement, and Wen Yue didn't swallow it all alone, the general guarding the Tongguan had a share.

As the coach of Tongguan, Geng Lie got a lot of points.

Just wait for the rejuvenation of the people to go back and increase their officials and ranks.

"They even colluded with the Northern Wei Dynasty to set up a trap for me."

"Just to kill me, you gave up the [-] robes of Tongguan."

"Yuwen Xing led an army of [-] to cut off my retreat, and only [-] people left after this trip."

"A lot of people died, a lot of people died for me."

Seeing that Geng Lie's complexion had turned sour and speechless, Wen Yue let go of Geng Lie.

Geng Lie suddenly took a long breath, his complexion improved, and even the long sword he was carrying fell to the ground with a clang.

Such a death is really too cheap for him, and it is hard to relieve Wen Yue's hatred.

It is difficult to avenge the dead soldiers, it is difficult to avenge the three tigers.

The so-called compromise and balance are nothing but political means of the upper echelon.

Wen Yue understood that he was too naive and immature.

Even the imperial decree they invited only said to try their best to rescue Annan Bo.

As far as the imperial court is concerned, if Tongguan is not lost, it doesn't matter how many people die, and it doesn't matter who dies.

Geng Lie, who was thrown on the ground, trembled when he heard the horrible screams from the next door.

He did feel fear and dread.

There is also regret in my heart, regretting that I should have plotted against Wen Yue in the first place.

In fact, as long as you don't do anything, you will have a lot of credit for it.

Character determines success or failure, Geng Lie is not a kind person, let alone in this environment.

Under the temptation of Zheng Zhong's great interests, he chose to dive in.

"Cough cough."

"I think you don't like it, I want to get all the credit, so what, I am the coach, and I deserve it."

"You don't think that this commander-in-chief will talk about Wang Zhi, do you?"

"What kind of dirty thing is he, and I deserve my handsome to avenge him. If it wasn't for his family's two hundred books, I would have married my sister to him?"

"Exactly, you killed him, and I want to thank you."

"It's a pity that you didn't die under my plan."

"Why don't you die, why can you come back alive."

Geng Lie got up, pointed at Wen Yue, and shouted sharply: "Yuwen Xing is a trash, trash!"

Tu Shanjun in the soul banner looked at Geng Lie in astonishment, this guy must have lost his mind and went crazy, and now he is still stimulating Wen Yue so much, could it be that he disliked himself for dying too slowly?Worried about reincarnation?
Wen Yue was indeed enraged, trembling all over with anger, raised his palm to slap Geng Lie to death.

It's just that after the palm was raised, it didn't fall down for a long time.

"Kill me, if you have the guts, Wen Yue, kill me, otherwise I will definitely kill them all."

Geng Lie looked around, those soldiers who rummaged through boxes and chests: "Don't look for it, there is no letter, no evidence, I have already wiped them all out, even if you dig through the sky, you can't find a word or a picture."

"Hahaha!"

Geng Lie was indeed angering Wen Yue, he knew that if he didn't die in Wen Yue's hands today, he would surely die if he was sent back to Liangdu.

Don't look at Emperor Liang's balance of civil and military, or even using civil to control military, such a thing of plotting a border general must be intolerable to Emperor Liang.

If he didn't die here, he would at least have to punish the three clans if he was sent back to Liangdu after Wen Yue wrote a letter.

Because of Wen Yue's sharing of credit, although many generals did not say it publicly, they were definitely in favor of Wen Yue. If An Nanbo called for them to write a letter together, they might punish the nine clans.

Fleeing back by oneself and being sent back are two different treatments.

Mentors, friends, nepotism, or family siblings are of little help.

Zheng Zhong in the palace couldn't keep him either.

The three chief assistants would not help him because of this matter.

This matter has become a hot potato, and no one can handle it.

For the current plan, there is only one way to survive the dead.

As long as Wen Yue kills him, Wen Yue will be punished regardless of whether Emperor Liang knew about his past plans.

Killing an official is treason, let alone killing a court official without authorization.

"Why did he beg to die?"

Tu Shanjun frowned slightly, he had never experienced this kind of struggle, so he didn't quite understand what was going on.

However, Tu Shanjun felt that this person's behavior was very abnormal. If it was normal, it would definitely kill Wen Yue. He used Wang Zhi's death as the starting point, and then used words to influence Wen Yue. Yue calmed down.

Strive for your own survival.

How can it be like this now, constantly irritating Wen Yue, as if wanting to die.

Based on the simplest logical analysis, if he died, what good would it be?
Wen Yue was furious, his pale hair was disheveled, he really wanted to slap Geng Lie in front of him to death.

But such a death is really too cheap for him.

"Iron head!" Wen Yue roared.

The iron head who tortured the master next door walked up to Wen Yue, and held up a silk book with Master Yu's signature and stamp on it.

Wen Yue grabbed the silk book and pointed at Geng Lie: "To torture him, I want to know all the people involved in this matter."

Wen Yue was striding out of the pavilion when Geng Lie's panicked shouts sounded behind him.

He wanted to die, but he didn't want to be tortured and die.

Wen Yue sat on the ground in front of the steps of the pavilion, listening to Geng Lie's screams from behind, he opened the silk book.

"Om."

The soul flag vibrated.Wen Yue took out the soul banner, opened the banner, and saw the words on the soul banner: "He is begging to die."

"I know."

Wen Yue nodded: "Sir, of course I know that he is begging for death, he is afraid of being punished by the nine clans."

"But I have hatred in my heart!" Wen Yue's face twisted and his face twitched.

He still remembered what Sanhu said to him, Sanhu didn't cry bitterly, didn't have any resentment, he just said to himself innocently: "Brother-in-law, it hurts so much."

Wen Yue wept bitterly.

Tears fell to the ground.

His haggard white hair made him look like an old man.

He was distressed.

Even if Geng Lie wanted to threaten him with death, Wen Yue would not let him go.

Sending him back to Liangdu is indeed the best way, but this is to leave it to others to decide life and death, and to take legal channels to convict him.

It is impossible to say that Geng Lie would commit suicide in fear of crime on the road or in prison, and he could still preserve his reputation.

But Wen Yue was unwilling.

Sanhu doesn't understand what revenge is, he understands it.

Tu Shanjun sighed.

After experiencing so much, Tu Shanjun saw and understood: "The progress of the weak will always bring suffering to those around them."

If you want to break through the already solid class, you have to pay a huge price.

Sacrifice and bloodshed are inevitable.

But is it going to stop?
No.

to go.

To move forward step by step.

An hour later.

Tietou walked to Wen Yue's side, with warm blood on his body, and handed Wen Yue a silk book again.

"Young master, he is still alive."

Wen Yue took the silk book, drew out the long knife across his waist and walked into the main hall.

(End of this chapter)