Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 568

In the starry sky, a bright moon hangs high above the sky.

Tang House.

Mr. Tang was holding a chess piece in his hand, and he was concentrating on playing the game of chess. Sitting on the opposite mat was the head of the Tang family, Tang Ying, who seemed a little absent-minded.

"You must concentrate on playing chess!" Mr. Tang said indifferently.

"Father, I made an appointment with a few people to discuss things, why don't I play chess with you when I come back later!" Tang Ying looked at the sky and said impatiently.

"What are you discussing?"

Mr. Tang gave him a sideways glance: "Are you discussing how to die?"

"Father, Mulongtu was assassinated in Fangling. Although most of the assassins are remnants of celestial masters, they are afraid of leading us!" Tang Ying immediately understood that he could not hide his affairs from his father, and he also Not as calm as Mr. Tang, he directly put a black chess piece into the box, and said bluntly: "Three days ago, Chen Dao, the general under Mu Longtu's command, escorted those assassins and prisoners into the city. The purpose of dancing the sword is for Pei Gong!"

"What is Pei Gong?"

Mr. Tang was not in the mood to play this game of chess anymore. He glanced at his son and asked calmly.

"Could it mean us Hanzhong clans!" Tang Ying said gloomyly.

"Then are you involved in it?" the old man asked again.

"I……"

Tang Ying gritted her teeth: "I just sent a message!"

"Why?" The old man narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"That evil Tang Ming dared to be so presumptuous because he relied on the power of his Dragon Mutu. I couldn't be more angry, so..."

Tang Ming came to the door with troops, expressly asking for food, but secretly forced the palace.

Tang Ming is a concubine of the Tang family, but he is very familiar with the Tang family. He almost pushed him to the edge of a cliff, forcing him to vomit out a granary, which Zhang Lu didn't even take out when he oppressed him. Food is the heritage of the Tang family.

This made him feel resentful towards Mujing.

When someone got in touch, he secretly sold a piece of news. After all, the Tang family had placed too many eyeliners in both the prefect's mansion and the Hanzhong army. It was not difficult to get some news.

"Confused!" Elder Tang said coldly, "Do you know why Shi Qilang took refuge in Mulongtu?"

Tang Ming is the third generation of the Tang family, and the line is seventeen.

"Hmph, this evil son is nothing more than seeing the power of the Mu Clan and unwilling to be lonely!"

Tang Ying said: "If Mu Longtu hadn't supported him, I would have killed him long ago. How could he be so arrogant and domineering? He has offended at least two-thirds of this Hanzhong clan. If the Mu clan loses power in the future, I'm afraid All these grievances have been brought to our Tang family, how about we open the ancestral hall and go to his ancestral name!"

This Tang Ming is not his son, but his nephew's generation. In the Tang family, there is only one concubine, and there are only a few concubines.

"You're wrong again!" Elder Tang said, "It's not the Mu family supporting Shiqilang, but the old man!"

The way of survival of the aristocratic family is to submit.

Whoever is in charge, they submit to.

"Father, you?" Tang Ying's eyes widened.

"Bo Xu, you are still not prudent enough. If you have half the patience and ruthlessness of Shi Qilang, I will hand over the Tang family to you long ago!" Mr. Tang said coldly: "That's the end of this matter. , don't meddle in this matter!"

"Father, if they get hold of it, I'm afraid many people in our Hanzhong family will be killed. That Mulongtu looks young, but he is indeed a man with a strong killing intent, not comparable to Zhang Lu and Zhang Xiu. Of!"

Tang Ying said worriedly.

"Since you know, then don't provoke me!" Mr. Tang said coldly, "Now Minghou is setting up a net. Whoever gets in will die. If you don't want the Tang family to be ruined, just give me a little peace of mind." !"

"But I'm afraid they won't let us go!" After all, Tang Ying did it, and he was always worried: "I think it's better to act first while Mu Jing is not around. At worst, we will lead the imperial soldiers from Wudu to Hanzhong!"

"Yesterday, Mujing returned to the city!" Mr. Tang said calmly.

"impossible!"

Tang Ying took a breath: "Isn't he... It turns out that he ostentatiously sent the generals to escort these assassins into the city in order to lure us into being fooled!"

"Now you understand!"

Mr. Tang said: "I still can't figure out what this young man is doing. Do less and make less mistakes!"

"But father, the person who contacted me before!"

"The old man has already cleaned up for you!" Mr. Tang said: "From today onwards, you will announce that you are here after the meeting, study at home for introspection, and ignore foreign affairs!"

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Not far from the Tang Mansion, there is another mansion.

Zheng Fu
The bright moonlight also shrouded this magnificent mansion. Above the lobby, the lights were bright, and five or six people were kneeling on both sides. The leader in the hall was a strong man, dressed in a brocade robe, seven feet tall, aged About forty, quite heroic.

His eagle eyes swept across indifferently, and everyone shuddered.

"Why is the head of the Tang family missing?"

Zheng Hong asked coldly.

As the head of the Zheng family, Zheng Hong, whose name is Hongfeng, was Nanzheng County Captain in Su Gu's era, and Nanzheng County Captain in Zhang Lu's era, and is still Nanzheng County Captain now. He is a Hanzhong tumbler.

The Zheng family is also one of the aristocratic families in Hanzhong who pass on poetry and books. Their ancestors were the prefects of Hanzhong, and they are quite deep-rooted.

"The head of the Tang family just came to the news. He is not feeling well, so he can't come!" The one who spoke was Lu Cuo, the head of the Lu family. !"

"Humph!"

Zheng Hong sneered: "At this time, he wants to stay out of the matter, whimsical!"

"Patriarch Zheng, I heard that some of the captured assassins were not remnants of celestial masters, but..." a gentle and elegant man asked in a low voice.

"Patriarch Zheng, you said you were safe!"

Someone spoke again.

Chen Dao escorted the assassins and the prisoners under Yang Ang's command into the city, which alarmed many people.

There are countless people in Nanzheng City who don't want Mujing to be the master of the house.

Once the emperor and the courtiers, it is not a big deal for them to change a person in Hanzhong to be the master of the house. Whether it is Zhang Lu or Zhang Xiu, they think they are sure to be able to suppress it, but if this person is a strong Mu Jing , they are less willing.

People who are too powerful often cannot tolerate their families.

"What are you afraid of!" Zheng Hong said coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with us!"

"But those assassins!"

"Do not worry!"

There was a gleam of coldness in Zheng Hong's eyes: "They will die in prison soon, what you have to do is to go back and clean up the tail, this matter must not be known to others, and we must do well The worst plan, just in case, I mean just in case, in case things come to light, we'll kill Nanzheng!"

"How to get out?"

"Taking advantage of Mulongtu's absence, encourage the Hanzhong captives to revolt. As long as we get out of Nanzheng, we can open the road to Mianyang and lead Wudu soldiers to the south!" Zheng Hong's mouth raised a touch of confidence.

(End of this chapter)