I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 351 The Instigator of the Assassination

  Mo Feizhan is a great master after all, and he asked a compassionate sentence: "If Cheng Daye is destined to sacrifice, why didn't you and I sacrifice it?"

   "How can your and my fate be the same as those of those ants?" The high priest's words were so arrogant and tinged with madness. "History books are written by the victors. Those ants are just our stepping stones."

  Mo Feizhan shook his head helplessly, feeling that he had gone mad. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the void, and the two commanders fell silently. The content of the following conversation is no longer suitable for them to listen to. "If someone like you ruled the world, wouldn't it be a disaster for the people? At the very least, the person I choose is more suitable than you."

These words, however, seemed to have stimulated the high priest. He squinted his eyes and beat his chest and asked, "Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind? Why, you can choose the one you choose? Half of his body is full of filth and filth." Even if he takes the position, how can you guarantee that he will treat the people of Yunzhao according to your will? You can forget the pain of destroying the country, but I can't!"

"Why?" Mo Feizhan walked towards the high priest step by step, like a beating drum, full of killing spirit of gold and iron horses, "Because you are his defeat today! Since he was not as weak as the crown, he was defeated by two The great master survived the siege; by the way, he has great ambitions, pleads for the people, builds an academy, and protects the poor. Do you think I chose him just because he is the son of Princess Yunzhao? You are wrong, very wrong!"

  The high priest couldn't imagine it, it was unbelievable, he took a few steps back again and again, his expression was in a trance, "Impossible, impossible. When did he come to Yunzhao, everything today..."

   Is it all planned by him?

   "Zhen Zhang, I left you today just to give him a result. The assassination four years ago should be over."

  Four years ago, Mo Feizhan took advantage of Emperor Yanwu's sacrifice to heaven, and met with the fifth prince Ying Zhexu in Qinglong Gorge, but was besieged by two great masters. How such a confidential matter was leaked has been investigated by the National Assembly for a long time.

   Today, Mo Feizhan gave the answer.

   "You, know everything?" The high priest asked uncertainly, or maybe, he was lucky.

   "Zhe Yu, come out." Mo Feizhan yelled towards Kong Lin.

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  After withdrawing from the square at the foot of the mountain, Zhe Yu was not idle, he was helping Baicaoshi calm down her anger.

  Because there are too many Gu insects included in Baicao Poetry, the real power is greatly lost.

  Baicaoshi slowly recovered, and a rosy complexion appeared on her face. "Yubao, what's going on over there?"

   "After this battle, the Yuluo Sect will probably be wiped out from Yunzhao's old place." When Zhe Yu said this, his expression was flat, and everything would happen naturally.

   "What about the high priest?"

   Zhe Yu pulled up Baicaoshi. After sitting for a long time, her legs were a little numb, so he took advantage of the situation to hold her waist. "We're going to find him right now."

   Not long after Mo Feizhan stopped the high priest, Zhe Yu and Baicao Shi had already appeared nearby, but they were talking, and he couldn't disturb him, so he kept listening, and the content became more and more shocking.

  Until Mo Feizhan called out Zhe Yu's name.

   "Fifth prince," Mo Feizhan said, not calling him Zhe Yu, but explaining his true identity. "The person who leaked the secret back then and caused you to be besieged and killed is here. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

  Zhe Yu stood there, staring at the high priest for a moment. His whole body exudes ice, which is the monstrous hatred that has been poured out for four years.

  Baicaoshi never thought that the high priest she met by mistake was the one who killed Zhe Yu. Oriha must be very sad now. She squeezed his hand tightly, feeling the thin sweat on his palm.

  The high priest looked at Zhe Yu, so young, so handsome, with the demeanor of a high-ranking person, as solemn as an abyss, making it hard to see through, and he really had the demeanor of the chosen one. This was the first time he saw Zhe Yu, but the impression score was high enough.

   "You are Zhen Zhang, the helmsman who left the Restoration Council a long time ago?" Zhe Yu asked.

The high priest didn't want to lose to him in terms of momentum, so he rolled his eyes, "That's right, because of him," he pointed at Mo Feizhan, "he intends to support you as the new emperor at all costs. Congress is divided."

   "You have been away from the Zodiac for so long, how did you know that Mr. Mo wanted to see me? Could it be that you still have a nail in the Zodiac?" As for Zhe Yu, revenge must be avenged, and cause and effect must be understood. He will not kill people in vain, and he will not allow anyone to slip through the net.

  Unexpectedly, the High Priest suddenly laughed, his eyes were full of evil and complacent, "Fifth Prince, Ying Zhexu, right? Are you sure, do you really want to know?"

   Zheyu acquiesced, but Baicaoshi suddenly felt lingering fear. She thought of someone.

   "Old Mo, tell him who I am."

  His name is Zhen Zhang, and he is the high priest of the Snail God Sect. What else is there to hide?

   "You are a doctor. What you like to do most is not to practice medicine and collect medicines to save lives and heal the wounded, but to study ancient medical books. "The Book of the Witch Master" is the ancient book you found, right?" Baicaoshi asked coldly.

  The High Priest finally looked at her. In fact, in his intelligence system, he knew about such a person, but Zhe Yu Ming Yu Zhu Hui was in front of him, so he faintly ignored her existence. Now it seems that he is also a smart person.

   "Yes, exactly."

   So far, Baicaoshi already knows his identity.

The high priest was in a good mood, walking around, "There are always many coincidences in this world. I have been away from home for many years, and I just came back that day. My son was practicing martial arts at home, so I talked to him. I said at the time, a powerful person , you don’t necessarily have the highest kung fu, you have practiced martial arts well, but you still have to work for others. So besides practicing martial arts, you have many choices.”

  He paused, looked at Zhe Yu and Baicao Shi in the field. Like a storyteller, he interacts with the audience.

and after?

"My son said that he doesn't want to disappoint the chief rudder. He doesn't want to be compared to that young man from Yanjing. The main master is going to see young man from Yanjing. He will be the master of all of them." High Priest There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, a kind of cold light, "I said, Lao Mo, my son is so good, why do you always compare him with the young man from Yanjing?"

  Mo Feizhan was stunned.

  He didn't think about it deeply, he just wanted them to be as good as possible, so as to spur him on.

  As for Baicao Poetry, my heart is full of mixed feelings.

  The contradictions of human nature are vividly reflected in the high priest. He ran away from home for many years, disregarded his son, and was completely irresponsible. But those few words just now, from the perspective of modern educational philosophy, are beyond reproach. Every child is an individual with a unique personality.

  Only Zhe Yu took a deep breath, the cold air condensed and did not dissipate.

   "So, it was your son who inadvertently disclosed the news, and it was known to you." This is an affirmative tone.

  The high priest snapped his fingers, "Of course."

  Zhe Yu continued to ask: "The last question, with your ability and status, I don't think you can invite the great master of the world to take action. So how did you do it?"

   This is the real key point. Untie it, and the ins and outs of the matter will become clear.

The high priest laughed loudly, "Didn't Old Mo say just now that you are a genius of the sky, if you become the emperor, who in this world will have the most trouble sleeping and eating? So, I wrote two letters in hand, and sent them to you as an informer." It was given to two...high and powerful people. The assassination you encountered should have something to do with them."

   This is really interlocking. I thought it was close to the truth, but it involved so many behind-the-scenes people.

  Baicaoshi knew that the four great masters in the world, Mo Feizhan and the one from Xiangji Temple, would not attack Zhe Yu. The one who hurt him was the Red Blood Patriarch, and the identity of the other was a mystery. But one thing is certain, that great master also hurt Pei Yuanxian in the twelfth lunar month of last year. This was confirmed in the previous conversation with Oriha. But now it is certain that this grand master is closely related to one of the high-ranking and powerful people.

   And Zhe Yu knows more than Baicao Poetry.

  He has personally seen the mysterious master make a move.

   "Who are those two powerful people?" Baicaoshi asked.

   "I tell you, will you let me go?" the high priest asked without the poise of a high priest.

   "No!" Zhe Yu suddenly drew out his sword, and the tip of the sword reached the high priest. "Even if you don't tell me, I can still guess it. Except for the emperor, there is no one with more power in Yanjing than the Shen family and the Cui family. Naturally, you will not look for Mrs. Shen, so you turned to the Cui family for the whistleblower!"

  Why didn't you find the Shen family?

  Because at that time, in order to marry his granddaughter, Mrs. Shen did not hesitate to sacrifice the prosperity of the Shen family for generations in exchange for a marriage contract with Zhe Yu. Everyone knows this.

  The Cui family supported the third prince and wanted to suppress the fifth prince. With the Cui family as the leader, it may be possible to invite a great master to help.

  The face of the high priest clearly showed horror, followed by the fact that it should be so. If there is no such strategy, how can he survive until now?

   "That's right, my secret message has been sent to the Cui family. Anyway, now that the Cui family has been destroyed, it's okay to say it. The Cui family, you really gave me a surprise, and invited the great master, hahaha!"

   His laughter stopped abruptly. Because Zhe Yu's long sword had already touched his neck, a drop of blood rolled down.

"The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner." Zhe Yu said: "This matter was leaked by your son, but he didn't mean to say it, but you listened to it intentionally, and you sent the last whistleblower letter. So I still have to pay for this debt." Count it on you. The pain of my three years of severe illness will not be borne in vain."

   Jianfeng is going deep.

  The air in the arena froze, and everyone held their breath.

   Baicaoshi lowered her eyes, feeling sorry for her Yubao.

  At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, pushed the high priest away, and blocked Zhe Yu's sword with his own flesh and blood.

  The sword was stuck in his chest.

"son!"

   "Shinichi!"

   The one who blocked the sword was Zhenyilou, the son of the high priest Zhenzhang.

  Zhen Yilou held the sword, knelt down slowly, stared at Zhe Yu, "It's my fault, I leaked the secret, the person you should kill is me!"

  (end of this chapter)