Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 688 Fuguo's surname, plan to move
"All clans are urgently mobilizing resources and will leave soon."

"Then what do we do?"

"This matter has been planned for a long time, and it cannot be destroyed like this. Pass the order and let..."

The voice stopped abruptly, the eyes of the old man who spoke were sharp, and his eyes were looking at a certain place like a sword. The posture of the others kneeling suddenly became vigilant, and they straightened up slightly, looking along.

The cabin door is closed tightly, and the shadow is clearly above the bright window.

The shadow was pulled and swayed by the lanterns and candles hanging under the cabin, and it looked like a ghost after a while.

"Old Xiao?"

Someone whispered, glanced in that direction with fear, and looked back at the old man. The old man said flatly to them: "Go first, we will talk about it later."

"Subordinates retire."

Several people got up on the ground, cupped their fists and saluted, walked to the cabin door and pulled it open, and they saw the tall and elegant figure, and they all bowed their heads in salute, "I have seen the young master."

The young man didn't look at them, and looked over the wide open cabin, and was swept into the inner room with moist water vapor and cold wind, and landed on the man.

Seeing this scene, several people hurriedly bowed and retreated.

"It's cool at night, come in if you have something to say."

The old man picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of water, pushed it to the other side of the small table, then sat down with his robe pulled up, and waited calmly.

The young man stepped on the ground, and the damp wooden boards were slightly warped, making creaking noises. The sound approached, and he stopped one meter away, neither sitting nor moving.

A pair of eyes are colder than the lake outside.

He stared at the old man without saying a word.

Xu Shi was shocked by his easy-going and indifferent expression, and the calmness on the old man's face gradually became a little unnatural. He rubbed his cuffs with his fingers, took a sip from the tea bowl, and calmed down a bit. .

"Have you heard all?"

"Yes."

"Then pretend you didn't hear it."

The old man's tone was flat, "Continue to drink your wine, listen to your music, live your unrestrained and casual life, just like before, don't ask us about our affairs."

"I wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb too, but I can't now."

The hands in the young man's sleeves were clenched into fists, his voice was hoarse and deep, and the old man asked back, "Why not?"

"Was the Hwaseong plague designed by you?"

There was almost no room for sharp questioning. The old man's eyes flickered, avoiding his probing gaze, "What do you want to say?"

The reaction was more chilling than acknowledgment.

Calm and indifferent.

The young man's brows pressed together, his face sullen: "So, you were also responsible for the plague that swept across most of the mountains and rivers a few years ago?"

In fact, it should be denied.

The old man could hear the deep disappointment and anger in his words. Compared with his alienation and indifference to what he planned over the years, this change is enough to surprise people.

At least he is no longer watching.

But at this moment, facing his angry questioning, Elder Xiao suddenly felt ashamed and angry. He couldn't tell where this emotion came from, but it almost defeated his tolerance and tolerance for many years.

His attitude towards this young master has always been different from that of the master.

The master forcefully pushed him forward, but he felt that it was better to give time for the young master to think clearly.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

This kind of tolerance not only failed to make the master understand his responsibility and mission, but also stood on the opposite side of them.

"So what?"

With some deliberate irritation and sarcasm, the old man rolled his tongue and heard his own voice: "Didn't the young master never ask these questions? Why did you change your sex today, and you want to ask the old man for a crime, to seek justice for the world? "

It was the first time he said harsh words to the person in front of him, and he couldn't bear it, but his voice was still sharp: "Who do you think you are? Is it Yan Heqing, who is famous in Kyushu and sympathetic to the world, or the master of the Dayong court?"

"Don't forget your last name!"

"I haven't forgotten."

The young man was also angry, and his long ink-stained eyebrows were knit together, "Even if the world does not follow my surname and regards me as the master, but those tens of millions of people were once our people, and it is crazy to behave like this."

"frenzied?"

Xiao Lao laughed loudly when he heard the words, and after laughing, his face became serious: "Has the young master forgotten the bloody feud of his ancestors? Today's court was originally snatched from us by his surname Li."

"Yes, I have a national enmity with the Li family, how can this be against the common people?"

The young man met his gaze, and his words were sharp: "As long as I can remember, you have called me to restore the country. Does your so-called restoration of the country mean killing all the people in the world?"

"no……"

Mr. Xiao was forced to be dumb by him, and he said in a low voice: "This is just to intensify the conflicts in the imperial court and further divide them..."

"Dayong's family is now strong and powerful, confronting the imperial power. After years of disasters and military chaos, officials are corrupt and colluded, and the treasury is empty. As long as the people's anger is aroused again..."

"The world will be in chaos, and the mountains and rivers will be devastated."

The young man took over his words and spoke very fast: "Even if we can achieve our goal, how long will it take to recuperate and stabilize people's livelihood?"

"That's not something we should be thinking about right now."

Elder Xiao vetoed his words with a stern tone: "Young master, if you really think about the overall situation, don't stop me. Things that were not done a few years ago must not be abandoned halfway this time."

There was already a hint of warning in his eyes.

"Now Su Rao and the children of the aristocratic family are in Hwaseong, taking advantage of the attention of the court and the aristocratic family being attracted to them, it just happened to further spread the situation, making them unable to cover it up even if they wanted to."

"Even God is helping us this time."

The young man looked at him, closed his eyes in great pain, and shook his head slowly, "You are already in a daze."

"It's not madness, it's the truth."

Xiao Lao held the teacup in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were wrapped in dry skin, which was clearly visibly ferocious: "Originally, a lot of price and blood had to be paid, but now it is different. As long as the epidemic spreads further, Huacheng will Constructed lies fall apart with one blow."

"Emperor Qianding and his courtiers and people will no longer believe the nonsense that the epidemic can be controlled. Fear will fill their hearts. In extreme cases, Hwaseong will become the center of the hurricane again."

"In order not to bring disaster to the imperial city, Emperor Qianding will definitely issue an order to massacre the city no matter how unwilling he is. In this way..."

The young man's complexion changed slightly.

"In this way, those who are infected in Huacheng and those who are not infected will all die."

I would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go.

"At that time, the various clans will turn against the royal family, which is the inevitable end."

The disaster that year did not cause too much turmoil in the upper echelons because the civilians were injured, but this time it is different.

Those second generation ancestors in Huacheng are the biggest killers in the world.

Emperor Gan Ding dared not move easily, and sent people to relieve the situation in a vain attempt to solve the situation, but how could they just watch and do nothing.

Wouldn't that be a waste of this great opportunity.

The young man's heart tightened, and after a long time, he said puzzledly: "Since you are setting up a trap here, why did you use Hongsuxiang in such a way that you are not afraid that Haiyan Qinghe's identity will be discovered?"

(End of this chapter)