bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 451 Bad Debt
The streets of Haizhou earlier today.

The news that His Highness is going to visit Huishui Bay from the Li Palace has already spread, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the entire main urban area of ​​Haizhou City as an empty alley.

People are like flowing water. When the vast majority of people gather in the direction of Huishui Bay, the remaining streets in the distance will appear deserted.

But occasionally there are still people on the deserted streets.

A woman with high braids walked forward step by step on the stone pavement scorched by the sun, as if trying to measure the width of the streets and alleys of Haizhou with her own pace.

She didn't seem to have any destination, but after a street came to an end, she randomly chose a side at the next fork to continue moving forward.

This is often waiting for someone.

Jiang Ningyun was indeed waiting for someone.

After about two sticks of incense, when the scorching sun was at its highest point in the sky, she suddenly stood still in place.

"Master Chief."

A man's voice came from the other side of the street. Jiang Ningyun took a deep breath, but he didn't turn his head.

"Master Chief Director should be by His Highness's side today."

The figure of Yang Facai turned from the end of the street, walking with a polite look and a smile on his face.

One step, two steps.

After he took about four or five steps, Jiang Ningyun's fingertips moved slightly.

"boom!"

The roadside in front of Yang Facai suddenly collapsed, the stone slabs were blown up and scattered, and the raindrops of debris exploded, blasting towards Yang Facai's direction like thousands of hidden weapons.

But he didn't dodge, he just stood there, letting the broken stones hit his body, and even his cheeks were wiped with bloodstains by the splashed stones.

Of course, this little injury would not be fatal, but it also expressed Jiang Ningyun's meaning very clearly.

He shouldn't come any closer.

"Your Majesty is not by His Highness's side, but here, is it possible that Fa Si will not be by His Highness's side?"

Yang Facai was still smiling, his already fat face was now stained with blood, like a blood-splashed statue of Maitreya Buddha.

"You have nowhere to go."

Jiang Ningyun turned his back to Yang Facai, and looked at the sky: "You thought you could take refuge in Blood Harbor, but you don't know that Blood Harbor is also full of civil strife. Now that you find that you have no way out, you want to come back and turn around?"

"Bloodport is indeed a mess."

Yang Facai sighed: "Although we knew that Pei Cang's control over Xuegang was mediocre, we contacted Zhan Taiyi and the others, but we didn't expect them to turn against Pei Cang so decisively. It's better to change the plan."

"Even so, you still want to oppose?"

Jiang Ningyun's voice became serious.

Yang Facai sighed: "What if we don't go against it? The attitude of the third division towards Daqimen has been clearly revealed. If we stop here, I am afraid that the upper and lower nine clans will be executed in the Dingfa Pavilion and never see the light of day. What's the chance?"

He raised his jaw slightly, looked at the sky that Jiang Ningyun had been looking at, opened his hands behind his back, and raised his voice like a speech: "Master Chief! You must also know that since Jingzong's death, Si Meng The descendants are cut off, and His Royal Highness is even a useless person today, when Emperor Taka failed to ascend the ranks, and the world's countries are undergoing major changes!"

Yang Facai clenched his palms into fists, with such force that several veins popped on his forearms: "This is the time for sacrificing the gods, and it is the time when the torrent of history washes away all living beings. At this time, a Isn’t a godless country like a bottomless ship that will sink to the bottom of the sea sooner or later? Isn’t it like a dead tree with no roots that can only be dying?!”

A storm wrapped around Yang Facai, and the smile on his face finally disappeared. Instead, he put his hands flat in front of him with a resolute expression: "My lord, the law department, no, the third department should have already known Si Si Since there is no possibility of the gods descending into the world, what's wrong with the trees falling down and the hozens scattered, each living in peace and finding their own branches? If you have to struggle on this dead tree that doesn't bloom, what's wrong with you?!"

"Okay."

Jiang Ningyun suddenly spoke, with a smile on his face: "You guys really have a good plan. Sometimes I just rejoice that there is no one of your big banners in the judicial department, otherwise I really don't know if I can handle it."

"What do you mean, sir?"

Yang Facai asked in a deep voice.

The side surnamed Han has already let Yang Churan go, and now the biggest obstacle in Haizhou Daqimen is the head of the National Law Department in front of him.

If she intervenes, I'm afraid the price will be much more painful.

"Isn't this a compliment to your Daqimen and shopkeeper Yang?"

Jiang Ningyun smiled softly: "If you say that others don't know, that's fine. Ever since Zhong Sheng was defeated in Haizhou seven years ago, you have seized this opportunity to climb up to Tantai's house. Tantai thought you were just a sect who followed suit and chose sides. It’s just the door, so it’s up to you to come, but what he didn’t expect is that you have plans before that, to turn your back on Simeng and become a god yourself!”

"You asked your niece Yang Churan to be married to Tantaiming, and the idea is nothing more than a descendant in the hands of the Tantai family, the fairy gift and the Chongyang crown, isn't that the case?"

Jiang Ningyun finally turned around and stared closely at Yang Facai's eyes: "Tantaiming is the son of the National Army Headquarters, and Si Yang has not been able to match with Tantai's family for so many years, why do you still not know? Don't you just push your niece into the fire pit?!"

"so what?"

Yang Facai spread his hands together: "He Tantai's family couldn't find a carrier, and Tantaiming himself is a freak who has a habit of cutting sleeves, why should he let things fall into the dust for nothing? If old Tantai accepts the marriage honestly, Let Chu Ran be the carrier, and even if Simeng is finished, at least the National Army Division, at least the Yang family and the Tantai family can still survive!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ningyun sneered: "Yes, it's a pity that you didn't expect that even if you are a freak with the habit of cutting sleeves, you are not a plaything at your mercy. My old man saved Zhan Taiyi's life, even gave him the Double Ninth Crown, he has already committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, no matter if he is a man or a woman, he has done his best."

She raised her hand and pointed to Yang Facai's forehead: "Only you, like a wild dog that smells the smell of meat, chased the fallen things and turned back to Xuegang, hoping that Zhan Taiyi would use the Chongyang Crown to make Pei Cang a god." , so that I can give you the position of a watchdog to survive, now that there is internal strife in Blood Harbor, it is out of your plan again!"

"Either get on the boat with the greatest hope of becoming a god, or put all your eggs in one basket. You swing back and forth. Isn't it a matter of course that you end up with nothing?"

Jiang Ningyun took a deep breath: "Until now, Yang Churan, the carrier of your Daqimen, has been condemned to death and cannot fly. Neither Simeng nor Xuegang will allow you. What tricks can you come up with?"

"what!"

Yang Facai laughed loudly: "Jiang Ningyun, today I just want you not to intervene, and now my Daqimen has taken back the Chongyang crown, if you don't want to make enemies for the Jiang family and the National Judiciary, you should know this Let Chu Ran try it by herself."

He glared wide-eyed, and shouted in a voice almost like a roar: "If she becomes a god, the Daqimen will let the law department survive! If she falls, the Haizhou of the National Army Division will be buried with the Daqimen, no matter what. What are you still thinking about that is beneficial and harmless to your country's legal department?"

A bright yellow light shone from Yang Facai's arms, and the Chongyang Crown, which had been wandering everywhere and was hard to find, finally appeared in his arms, entrusted in his rich hands full of pearls and jade rings.

"The descendant is here! The carrier of the Daqimen is right in front of Shengjia!"

The smile on Yang Facai's face has been distorted by excitement: "Open the market, open the market! Place your bets, Mr. Jiang, and see whether it is Daqimen's all-in-one kill, or Yang Churan annihilated with Haizhou!"

Jiang Ningyun sighed, and finally looked back at Yang Facai.

A trace of mourning flashed in her eyes, she raised her hand slightly, and pulled out her light and delicate hairpin from the back of her head.

"Is there no game for Simeng? I want to bet on Simeng."

"Simeng is already a dead end in a game of gambling! A person surnamed Han can't become a god, and you three divisions can't find a carrier. Could it be that you really want Simeng, who is like a dead tree, to wait for the person surnamed Han to bloom again?!"

The golden light became more and more prosperous, and the distant noise and shouts of killing blew in the air.

"I'd rather."

Jiang Ningyun took a step forward and raised his head slightly.

"I want flowers to bloom."

(End of this chapter)