The king behind the empress

Chapter 15 Family Thief
"It's over (liao), it's over..."

Yang Yanzhang on the third floor looked at Zhou Qi and Xue Wanche who were fighting back and forth in the sky, and couldn't help shaking his head, "Xue Wanche has been stopped, and Du Zihui's only way of life is gone. He is doomed this time."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at a young man wearing a black jacket who appeared behind him at an unknown time, and asked, "Lu Song, if you go up, can you do it?"

"Then specify not!"

Lu Song shook his head like a rattle, "My lord, you can punish me for my mistakes, so you won't let me go up to die, right?"

"These two people are both in the Youzhao Realm. Don't look at their tepid fights. If you let me attack, you can collect my body with just one sword strike."

"Stop talking nonsense, I didn't let you intervene in the battlefield above."

Yang Yanzhang rolled his eyes and glanced at Lu Song, "The Sea of ​​Talents wants to join the battle of the Youzhao Realm, why don't you go to heaven."

"What I'm talking about is asking you to beat Chen Ying and rescue Zihui. As long as he is sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice or Tianjing Guards, then his little life will be saved."

"Oh, that's fine."

Hearing that Yang Yanzhang said he wasn't going to deal with Zhou Qi, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, my lord, if you're below Qi Sea Realm, come one to fight one, come two to fight one pair, I'll go and rescue Mr. Du."

"Hey……"

Seeing that Lu Song was about to jump directly from the window, Li Cunzhi quickly grabbed him, "Brother Lu Song, don't be impulsive."

"Mo Zizai still has [-] thousands of crossbows. They don't dare to shoot Xue Wanche, and they dare not shoot you. Didn't you look at the Tianjing Guards and didn't dare to come forward?"

"Ok?"

Lu Song was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Yang Yanzhang resentfully, "My lord, you cheated me again."

"Cunzhi you are busy."

Yang Yanzhang glared at Li Cunzhi dissatisfied, and said in a bad tone: "Wouldn't it be better to just let him go down, so that he can have two seats."

"..."

Li Cunzhi looked at Yang Yanzhang speechlessly, "Brother Yanzhang, Lu Song is your family's bodyguard, even if there is an accident, the banquet will have to be arranged by your family."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Yang Yanzhang obviously didn't understand this aspect of knowledge, and said with a little regret: "Forget it, Lu Song, you'd better not die first, and you will die when I drive you out of the Yang family."

"In two days, let's go to Zihui's table first. Let's agree first. I want to sit at the children's table. Don't compete with me."

"Brother Yanzhang, stop making trouble."

Li Cunzhi felt helpless, "Brother Zihui is really hopeless?"

"This Zizai Wang is determined to kill him, who can save him?"

Yang Yanzhang nodded, "I don't have a life-threatening friendship with him, so I can't give up my life to save him."

"OK then."

Li Cunzhi, who was quite familiar with Yang Yanzhang, understood Yang Yanzhang's implication, and he could save him, but the price was very high and it was unnecessary.

"It's such a big commotion just after entering the city, this is not a master who can be dismissed by a false title of King of Freedom."

Looking at Mo Zizai sitting in the elephant chair, Yang Yanzhang tapped his fingers on the table subconsciously. He and Qiao Yihui were just superficial friends, and there was no friendship at all.

The reason why Tianjing Wei was asked to rescue Du Zihui was just to stabilize the situation. Now it seems that this situation is no longer something he can stabilize.

"It's a good move to muddy the water, but aren't you afraid of attracting water monsters? Or do you have the hole card left by the late emperor?"

……

While Yang Yanzhang was staring at Mo Zizai, the confrontation between Chen Ying and Du Zihui reached a critical moment.

Du Zihui, who was originally not as strong as Chen Ying, had lost one of his hands. If it wasn't for the fact that the iron fan was still in his hand, and he had always adopted a style of fighting that would hurt both sides, he would have died in Chen Ying's hands long ago.

It's just that the left hand is not as flexible as the right after all. After Du Zihui struggled to resist for a while, Chen Ying finally caught a flaw, directly pressed his left wrist, and then slammed on his elbow joint. Du Zihui's left arm suddenly bent into a weird shape.

"Ah~" The pain of the broken left arm caused Du Zihui to let out a scream.

And after Chen Ying broke Du Zihui's arm, he directly held down the back of his neck. He wanted to capture Du Zihui alive, but from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Zizai gently raising his hand.

This raise of his hand directly scared Chen Ying's white sweat, he didn't even have time to think, he subconsciously squeezed Du Zihui's neck directly.

"click~"

With a crisp sound, Du Zihui's eyes filled with unwillingness gradually dimmed.

Chen Ying threw Du Zihui's body on the ground, looked back at Mo Zizai's slowly lowered hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the hand that Mo Zizai raised just now was a gesture to launch the thousand-weight crossbow. If he really captured Du Zihui alive, then Du Zihui might not be the only one who died, and he might also be shot into a hedgehog.

"Your Highness, this servant has already dealt with this man who trespassed on the king's car."

Knowing that he had escaped, Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little scared. This Highness seems to be getting more and more violent now.

"It's fine."

Looking at Du Zihui's body, Mo Zizai felt slightly touched in his heart. It's different to become a prince after crossing over. He killed Shang Shu's son right away.

Afterwards, Mo Zizai sighed, turned his gaze to Chen Ying, and asked curiously: "Chen Ying, this king really wants to know why a naughty person like you was caught by others to cooperate. What about someone else assassinating the king?"

"Your Highness, there are no servants."

Chen Ying was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thump, his head was pounding like garlic, and he kept calling for grievances, "Your Highness, I wouldn't dare to assassinate you even if I gave this servant 1 guts."

"Okay, stand up."

Mo Zizai frowned slightly, and snorted softly, "If you have something to say, what are you talking about?"

"I don't like charades, and I don't want to go around in circles."

Seeing Chen Ying standing up tremblingly, Mo Zizai said directly: "If you dare to say no, I will let you die here immediately, believe it or not."

"Let's talk about it. What kind of excuse did you get caught? As long as it's not some heinous crime, this king will solve it for you."

"This this……"

Chen Ying hesitated for a long time, and finally saw that Mo Zizai was a little impatient, so he said bravely, "My servant has disposed of some unnecessary things in your warehouse, Your Highness."

"Don't fart, which item in Lao Tzu's treasure house is not a treasure, and if you take out one casually, it will cost at least a few hundred taels, and I will deal with it for you."

Stealing and selling is stealing and selling, and she is very good at talking, but Mo Zizai didn't bother with him, and asked, "Tell me, how much did you sell?"

Chen Ying's hand trembled a little, and stretched out a hand timidly, making a gesture of "eight".

"Eight? Eight pieces?"

Seeing that Chen Ying didn't speak, Mo Zizai nodded slightly, "That's right, the eight items are indeed a bit small, and it's not worth your life."

"That's eighty pieces?"

Seeing that Chen Ying remained silent, Mo Zizai was a little stunned, "How much is that? It can't be [-] pieces, right? I don't have [-] treasures in total in my warehouse."

Chen Ying lowered his head, not even daring to lift his head, and said in a low voice, "Eight... eighty percent."

"Eighty percent?"

Mo Zizai's voice suddenly raised several tunes, "Did you evacuate my warehouse?"

(End of this chapter)