My wife has a secret

Chapter 144 Breaking the situation
Xu Qing is the chosen one of the White Lotus Sect, and is also a person who is highly regarded by the Spring Envoy and the Holy Maiden.

Kang Yuwen naturally knew the importance of this man's life and could not kill him.

Moreover, he could hear from Kaiyang Xingjun's ambiguous words that Xu Qing was very important to the White Lotus Sect's plan, and his new identity and status might be higher than that of the Saint.

But he had already become an enemy of Xu Qing, and he didn't know how much suffering he would have to endure if he handed him over to the White Lotus Sect in the future.

So Kang Yuwen came up with a bold and crazy guess.

I heard that this guy lost his memory after falling into the water. If I were to beat him half to death here, I wonder if Xu Qing would forget his memories of these days?
Thinking of this, Kang Yuwen's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Xu Qing like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Although the night was getting darker, the subordinates standing beside Kang Yuwen held torches tightly in their hands, illuminating the face of the Prince of Dongwan.

When Xu Qing saw Kang Yuwen's expression change from gloomy to bright, he knew that this cunning and sinister man must be thinking of some crooked ideas.

He continued, "Lord Kang, I feel quite comfortable living in that barn now. How about asking your men to clear the way and I can walk back by myself?"

Kang Yuwen narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly, "Get out of the way."

Upon hearing the order from the Prince of Dongwan, the guards on both sides made way for a narrow path wide enough for one person to pass.

But between Xu Qing and the barn, there stood a man of the same age, wearing a monk's robe and trembling all over.

Judging from the other person's body shape and temperament, he was not one of the well-trained soldiers around him.

"Marquis Jingdong, it's your turn now."

When Xu Qing heard the name "Prince of Dong'an", he suddenly remembered who the thin man in front of him with familiar facial features was.

It turned out to be the host of the Puyuan Poetry Festival, Jingdong Marquis Feng Tuo.

This man lost his trace in the turmoil in the capital. Xu Qing originally thought that he took some gold and silver and escaped in the chaos, but he didn't expect that he had been following the Prince of Dongwan and was still alive until now.

A long wooden stick was thrown in front of Xu Qing and Feng Tuo. Feng Tuo was the first to pick up the stick from the ground, constantly stealing glances at Xu Qing out of the corner of his eyes.

"As long as you kill Master Xu, everything that belongs to you will naturally come back."

When the Prince of Dongwan said this, Xu Qing also understood what he was thinking.

It seems that this prince has regarded me as his mortal enemy and plans to humiliate me in various ways.

My knee is injured now, and I will suffer a lot if a fight really breaks out.

"Feng Tuo, you believed his words and got fooled once, are you going to get fooled a second time?"

Xu Qing shouted to Feng Tuo, who was obviously not determined, "After the chaos in the capital, Prince Kang was doomed and could not save himself... If he was really capable, why would he stay in this remote place disguised as a monk? Do you really expect him to help you restore your title?"

Feng Tuo's eyes became distracted by what Xu Qing said, but Kang Yuwen just smiled indifferently and looked calmly at the two people who were about to fight.

Because he and Xu Qing both knew that even if Feng Tuo knew that what he, the Prince of Dongwan, said was a lie, at this point, this guy had no other way to go.

If he doesn't obey, the soldiers next to him can kill him.

"Ah! Ah..."

Feng Tuo couldn't bear such tremendous pressure and rushed towards Xu Qing holding a wooden stick.

Xu Qing certainly didn't expect that his words just now could convince Feng Tuo. However, when he saw Feng Tuo's eyes were red and he just held the wooden stick and hit him randomly, he felt relieved a little.

After picking up the wooden stick in front of his feet, Xu Qing did not choose to fight back, but instead stepped aside to let Feng Tuo rush out.

The situation was just as he thought. Feng Tuo knew no martial arts and relied entirely on brute force.

He rushed too far and was kicked back to the center by the soldiers surrounding him outside. He staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground.

The Marquis of Jingdong's psychological defenses collapsed and he couldn't help sobbing and crying.

"It's really embarrassing for us, the descendants of military heroes, Marquis Jingdong... He is a great hero who founded the country, the descendant of a famous general enshrined in the Temple of the God of War, but he can't even beat a dandy boy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long."

Kang Yuwen sighed, shook his head, and his expression and tone seemed to be regretful.

After Feng Tuo on the ground reacted, he crawled a few steps towards the direction of the Prince of Dongwan and hugged his white boots.

"Your Majesty! I am only good at writing poetry and calligraphy. I have never touched a sword or a gun since I was a child. Please forgive me! Let me go..."

Feng Tuo looked sad, with tears streaming down his face.

Unfortunately, Kang Yuwen never took the life of the marquis in front of him seriously from beginning to end.

After seeing that Feng Tuo had no will to fight and had lost his usefulness, he winked at the soldiers beside him.

The soldier standing to Kang Yuwen's right suddenly drew his knife and stabbed Feng Tuo directly into the heart. The latter looked at Kang Yuwen with an incredible expression, and murmured intermittently: "Prince...Prince, it was obviously you...you who said you would take me back to the capital..."

Before Feng Tuo's voice fell, the soldier dragged his body out and threw it not far behind him.

At the same time, Kang Yuwen's patience was exhausted by this incident. He clapped his hands and called out another person from the formation of his personal army.

"Jiao Tingjing?"

The handsome young man who walked slowly into the room was none other than Jiao Tingjing, the head of Suzhou Prefecture, who had helped Xu Qing investigate a case in Suzhou before but turned against him in the court where three judges held a joint trial.

The iconic scar on the man's face could not be faked, but his hair was shaved and his official boots and robes were changed into those of a monk.

"When the prince fled to the Falun Temple in Xiangshan, he did not forget to bring Marquis Jingdong and the pavilion chief with him. He really had good intentions."

Kang Yuwen smiled and replied, "Although Jiao Tingzhang looks a bit fierce, this is the injury he suffered at the northern border. His skills are still good... Feng Tuo is a complete idiot. He just came after me when I was away. You can't blame others."

"Your Majesty."

Jiao Tingjing bowed deeply to the Prince of Dongwan in the field and asked respectfully, "What do you want me to do?"

"I heard that you fought against the Jurchens in the northern border. You are a retired warrior and are well-known for your boxing skills in the Suzhou government office. It's a pity that you were never given the opportunity to display your talents before."

Kang Yuwen's expression was serious, but Xu Qing could sense that there was ill intention in his words.

The environment in the temple was silent, with only a few personal soldiers of the Prince of Dongwan standing around, staring at the center of the field with cold and ruthless eyes.

There is no doubt that at this time Falun Temple has become a one-man show where Kang Yuwen has the final say.

"Go on stage and practice boxing with Master Xu. Don't kill anyone, but breaking a few bones shouldn't be a big deal."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jiao Tingjing bowed and responded, then turned and walked towards where Xu Qing was.

His eyes had lost the gleam that he had when they first met in Zuiyuange. After a long silence, the tall and strong man suddenly spoke in a light voice, "The prince has given the order, so Mr. Xu, please make the first move." Xu Qing knew that Kang Yuwen must have gone to great lengths to find out about their relationship, and deliberately sent such a close friend to disgust him.

If I give up on myself and suffer the torture and beatings from the other party, I'm afraid I will do what this guy wants. I have to think of a way to break the deadlock.

While Xu Qing was brainstorming, a black shadow stood up staggeringly from the darkness, and then, before anyone in the audience could react, he suddenly pounced on Prince Kang in front of him.

"Wha...what!"

Kang Yuwen's scream caused chaos in the whole place. Xu Qing did not expect that Feng Tuo, who had been stabbed to death and thrown somewhere else, would come back to life and crawl back.

But Xu Qing immediately discovered something was wrong. Although Feng Tuo's eyes were fierce, they were still distracted, which was obviously a sign of excessive blood loss.

"You...you said I was a dog-skin plaster, so I'll stick to you and let you see..."

Feng Tuo hugged Kang Yuwen tightly in front of him, then opened his mouth wide and bit the other's neck.

The bodyguards around wanted to help, but when they saw the shining blade in Feng Tuo's hand, they stayed there for a moment and did not dare to act rashly.

Kang Yuwen, whose flesh was bitten off, wailed and tried his best to throw the thing off his back, but to no avail.

"help me!"

Although Xu Qing felt happy, he knew that this might be the only opportunity of a lifetime, so he rushed towards the outside.

Most of the guardsmen focused their attention on their prince. Even though two of them saw him running away and wanted to capture him, they gave up the idea after hesitating for a moment.

After all, the prince did not order to stop Xu Qing, and the prince was calling for help, and his current situation was extremely dangerous.

Only Jiao Tingjing, after witnessing Xu Qing's departure, frowned, followed behind him, and quickly caught up with him.

Xu Qing knew that Jiao Tingjing was a martial artist, whose physical strength and kung fu were far superior to his own, so he wanted to use the numerous houses in the temple to get rid of him.

However, he still underestimated the gap between the two of them, and Jiao Tingjing caught up with him after just a short intersection.

"I'm not here to arrest you."

When Jiao Tingjing was about to catch up with him, Xu Qing stopped, turned around and looked at him warily, with disbelief in his eyes.

Jiao Tingjing knew that it would be difficult for him to gain Xu Qing's trust, so he lowered his head and said, "Mr. Xu, I listened to Prince Kang's words and became a witness mainly because my colleague's mother was seriously ill and he couldn't raise money and food."

"Why don't you come to me for help?"

"Prince Kang is a descendant of meritorious service, and he promised me that he would improve the treatment of soldiers in the northern border and provide all retired soldiers with a resettlement allowance... But after watching him these days, I feel numb to his actions."

Jiao Tingjing took a deep breath and said, "Marquis Jingdong's heart was born in a different place, on the right side, but he is exhausted and can't hold on for too long. I can stop the pursuers here and help Master Xu escape."

Xu Qing saw the firm look in Jiao Tingjing's eyes and knew that the other party had lost confidence in Kang Yuwen and was ready to die.

But there is no free lunch in the world. If the other party is risking his life, he must have other things to ask of you.

"Master Xu, I beg you to not punish those retired soldiers in the northern border because of me after you return to the capital... This matter was a foolish act of mine from beginning to end."

"That's right."

After Xu Qingdan responded, he didn't even look at the scarred man again. He turned around and left quickly under the cover of night.

At the same time, Jiao Tingjing also bowed towards Xu Qing's back. After the strange noise came again not far behind him, he pulled out the knife from his waist and faced the direction from which he came.

I saw the Prince of Dongwan walking towards here, covering his bitten neck with a handkerchief.

On both sides of him were elite soldiers wearing heavy armor and carrying swords.

"Escaped? You actually let him escape?"

The expression on the Prince of Dongwan's face flickered in the light of the torch, but it was clear that the prince was in a very bad mood.

When he saw Jiao Tingjing standing alone in front of the door, his heart skipped a beat.

Xu Qing is not only an important figure named by the White Lotus Sect, but also the key bargaining chip for him to save his life and negotiate terms with Empress Dowager Xu.

If we let this kid run back alive, Falun Temple might not survive tomorrow.

"Bring that boy back to me!"

"Yes!"

At the order of the Prince of Dongwan, several of his personal soldiers separated into teams and rushed to the stable.

But the personal soldier at the front was blocked by Jiao Tingjing's sword, which made the Prince of Dongwan's expression change from shock to gloomy, and his emotions were on the verge of going crazy.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

……

Falun Temple, front yard.

"Amazing. She took three rounds of crossbow arrows with her flesh and blood. She really deserves the title of a general's daughter."

Since the two sides began to confront each other in the front yard, Kaiyang Xingjun could not remember how many times he had praised the other side and complimented Yang Xianning's abilities.

However, Yang Xianning is now completely different from when she first entered the temple. In addition to being out of breath and sweating profusely, the skin on her side of the abdomen was also scratched by the crossbow arrow in the previous confrontation.

The huge arrow head just touched her and caused blood to soak a large area of ​​her clothes, and also slowed down Yang Xianning's originally agile and nimble movements.

"I am also a little confused. During the time when the Yang family was guarding Huangling Pass, when did evildoers like you appear in Da Qi?"

Kaiyang Star Lord raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his eyes beneath the mask revealed a hint of amusement and pity, which was a gesture of compassion.

"Since you are a dying man, I will tell you again... The birth of the Holy Church is much earlier than your noble families, but there has never been the person we are looking for in the past dynasties, so the Holy Church has been dormant in the darkness that no one in the world can see."

Then, Kaiyang Star Lord said in an extremely affirmative tone: "If you really count, since the birth of my Holy Church, the first and second places in the world have all been occupied by Star Lords like us."

Yang Xianning clenched her white fingertips, her expression slightly solemn.

Although she was unwilling to admit what this weirdo said, with his powerful skills and the ability to survive serious injuries, he could truly be called the best master in the martial arts world.

Wait!
Yang Xianning carefully recalled the scene just now in her mind and suddenly discovered a problem.

Why is there no light on the stone lampstand in the front yard of Falun Temple?
Is this person afraid of fire?

(End of this chapter)