Sealing Sword Chapter 148: Selection

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Premier Zheng wrote twelve letters overnight and sent them to the six cities of Xichuan. He sent two groups of people one after another, one for his own confidant, and one for the hundred ghosts in the hands of Ye Fusheng.

The first group of confidants mixed into the patrol army on a fast horse to leave the city at night, but the second group was disperse in the city waiting for the curfew after the curfew to leave the city gates open. The two groups are not connected to each other, at least every A letter can be received smoothly in one city, and the rest must be destroyed in time without leaking.

When the last believer also left his sight, Ye Fusheng was half relieved.

The servant’s coarse cloth was still on him. Ye Fusheng stood under the eaves like a gray and unremarkable shadow. He reached out and gestured to the hands of the people still in the yard, and then turned around. Go back to the house.

Premier Zheng finished writing the letter, but there was still a lot to say to him. Unfortunately, when Ye Fusheng returned to the house, the others had already fallen asleep on the table, like the drunkenness he had previously suppressed. Chung, it seemed that sleepiness swept through and couldn't support it.

Ye Fusheng's gaze fell on the ground, and there was a rice-sized pearl at Taishou's feet, glowing with a gleam of light under the dim candlelight.

With his eyes narrowed, Ye Fusheng stepped up to the bed. As soon as he stretched out his hand to lift the Jinxiu bed net, there was a strong wind behind him. This hand was quick and swift, took Ye Fusheng's vest straight, the latter leaned down, propped his left hand on the bed, avoided the blow on one side of his body, clasped the opponent's arm with the back palm of his right hand, and flexed and pulled forcefully. The man was led to the bed by him, but he bent his knees to Ye Fusheng's abdomen, and at the same time freed a hand to pierce his eyes with a murder weapon, but stopped short of a minute.

An internal force followed her grasped left hand into the meridians, and immediately exploded between the joints and acupuncture points. If she hadn't been able to endure a lot, she would be able to scream!

Ye Fusheng got up slowly, took the weapon in her hand and played with it. It was a sharp peony gold hairpin. After swiping the opponent's body, there was a pearl missing from the belt, and the thread was still left when pulling. On the embroidery pattern.

"Ms. Zheng has endured for so long, why can't I keep my breath now?" Ye Fusheng threw the golden hairpin backwards without looking, just inserting it into the gap of the jade handle on the cabinet, and glanced at it. As if a golden flower bloomed on the jade.

The person who stunned Taishou Zheng and attacked Ye Fusheng was the Huang clan who was supposed to be unconscious.

Huang's eyes looked at him gloomily: "You knew from the beginning that I was awake, and those words just now... were you telling me on purpose?"

Ye Fusheng smiled slightly: "The secret is indeed the less people know the better, but some things can't turn the tide with just one hand."

The Huang family's bestie was named Xiangyue, who was originally a business woman. Four years ago, she passed by with her parents in business. Because of her gentle and graceful manner, she was taken care of by the Taishou, and her family also settled in the city. Judging from the information, this is just an ordinary woman, and even Yingsiu has no more news about her.

But Ye Fusheng had seen her earlier.

At that time, she was not called Huang Xiangyue, she was just a glimpse of an unknown name, and she was given the cold title of "Gan Twelve", and she was a hidden knife under his hand.

She is the only woman in the Shadow Guardian Dry Character Camp, and the one who is best at disguising and hiding. She can push the cup and change cups with tenderness in the last moment, and can also steal her letter and kill her in the next moment.

Although the old department of Jingwang has been suppressed so far, after all, it still guards the important land of Xichuan. Unless Chu Ziyu's mind is bigger than the sky, he can't rest assured that they can escape from his grasp. Therefore, in the past ten years, Chu Ziyu has been under the guidance of Ruan Feiyu, and he has made a lot of stakes in Xichuan. Under Ye Fusheng’s instruction, Chu Ziyu has selected a dozen people from Baying and led his subordinates to the seven cities of Xichuan. The deepest lurking **** will only become a bargaining chip for a change one day.

Qian Twelve, Ye Fusheng personally picked her out of the Ganzi Camp, and he arranged her identity alone and sent her away from Tianjing to Xichuan. Since then, she has not seen each other for four years, only monthly A secret letter went straight from the dark road to Tianjing, reporting on Zheng Taishou's every move and the situation of Garan City.

Goodbye four years later. Ye Fusheng saw that a neat and cold woman has now become a dignified and beautiful official wife. He can see that although Taishou Zheng has no mercy, he has not treated her badly, and will hide his good edge. The harvest was deeper, and it was not unsheathed until this moment, revealing the sharpness that has not been seen for a long time.

I felt relieved, Ye Fusheng stretched out her right sleeve and wiped her fingers on her clean arm, tearing off the thin skin like cicada wings, revealing the swan goose tattoos underneath.

Imitating Chu Xiwei's disgusting tone, he said coldly: "It really is... the minions of the heavenly family."

While speaking, Ye Fusheng released his hand and took three steps back, and pointed at Zheng Taishou's sleeping acupoint. After ensuring that he slept more deeply, he stood up with his hands like Chu Xiwei, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyebrows twitched. One pick, your eyes are full of irony and arrogance: "You take the shadow of the guardian and bear the worries of the king, claiming to be the country and the people, so how can you not let you know now that the enemy is now?"

Huang stood up on the bed with one hand, staring at him, even though his hands were unarmed, Ye Fusheng still dared not take it lightly.

He lifted his eyelids and said ambiguously: "As the hidden pile of the Glancing Shadow Guard, you can't fail to get news from Tianjing about my affairs."

This sentence is half a temptation and half an inducement. First of all, it is the special status of the old part of King Xichuan Jing in Tianjing, and the second is Ye Fusheng's speculation on Chu Ziyu.

We had a hurried talk with Chu Xiwei before. Ye Fusheng knew that he had been to Tianjing and even met Chu Ziyu. Although the details were not confessed, he could guess that the two must have reached a deal in some way. .

Chu Xiwei can get a lot from Chu Ziyu, but there are not many things that make Chu Ziyu heart. Either way, after the start of the transaction, Chu Ziyu will definitely send a letter to Xichuan to inform the secret pile, and keep an eye on the old Ministry of Jing Wang to prevent extraneous branches.

Sure enough, he said these words, a cold light flashed in Huang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "It is for this reason that my concubine does not understand...Since you have reached an agreement with your majesty to use knights and martial arts, why Don’t ask Chanshan to take advantage of the martial arts conference to wait for an opportunity, but to spy on the secret life of the prefectural palace at night?"

She was called by "Chu Xiwei" to lose her identity. She thought it was her own secret way after the other party ventilated with the emperor, but she didn't know that the person in front of her was actually her former leader.

When Ye Fusheng heard her words, he said in his heart, "Hey", his face coldly said: "Nonsense, do you have a pair of ears for the words you just said?"

He was not polite, and Huang didn't get angry. He leaned slightly and said, "It's not that the concubine pretends to be deaf and stupid, but it's important to not believe it."

Ye Fusheng sneered: "The killer of the Soul Burial Palace is lurking in the city to collude with the nobles, and the foreigners are spying on the situation, waiting for the opportunity. As a shadowy pile, you did not send information to your head in time. I don't know if it is negligence or... ?"

Huang's complexion changed after hearing this: "The letter from my concubine has been sent, but it's not time to get a reply every month. Could it be..."

Ye Fusheng frowned, "What did you write?"

Huang said: "As the son said, the trend of foreign races, the lurking of the killer in the soul-burial palace, the attitude of the powerful and the changes in people's livelihood and business, dare not hide it, all are presented above."

The glimpse secret letter sent to Tianjing from Garan City is through the secret passage of the border gate, mixed with the border army report, if the situation is urgent, the red seal will be used as a warning, and the guard over there will be advanced Send someone to hold the letter from the waterway to Tianjing.

It is the first time for Huang to use the red seal. The details are all head-to-head encounters, but Ye Fusheng knows too well—the red seal secret letter rushed from the waterway, it should have arrived at Shengting long ago, and the reply should be received. In her hands.

However, she sent the letter, and there has been no reply so far. I'm afraid... the letter never reached Tianjing.

He thought about it in his heart, but he couldn't reveal the clues, he just said: "Since you know that things have changed, you should prepare for the worst. Otherwise, delays in news are one thing, and it's even more stupid to expose yourself."

As soon as Ye Fusheng clicked, Huang immediately realized that there must have been an accident, and cold sweat broke out from behind.

"Do you mean..." Huang raised his head, "There is an inner ghost in the border direction?"

"The big tree of Cen Tian decayed from within, it is a truth that all fools know. If it is like a frontier iron barrel, how can these foreign races have the opportunity to go deep into the city of Garan and become a demon?" Ye Fusheng snorted coldly. Once the war starts, it will not be said that you will lose, and you will suffer great losses. But now the situation is delayed. Even if you urgently send people to Tianjing for help, you can't quench your immediate thirst. If you want to survive the first battle, you have to find another support."

Huang's eyes fell on Taishou Zheng: "This is why you risked exposure to contact Master Zheng?"

"Ten years of life and death. My cousin was very good to me and loyal to my father, but now no one can tell." Ye Fusheng hooked his mouth, "Fortunately, he still remembers that he is a big man. Chu officials are from the Central Plains."

Huang has been with Taishou Zheng for four years. In terms of understanding each other, she is naturally deeper than Ye Fusheng. She silently nodded and said, "However, this may not be the case for the other six prefects and guards. You let Master Zheng go. Xin, in his own name, reconvened the old Ministry of Jingwang. Ruocheng can indeed support the frontiers to resist the foreign races and support the arrival of Tianjing. However, if the slightest mistake is made, it will be used by people with intentions. The flag rebellion is in the name of chaos. Will be bigger."

"Scraping bones to cure poison, nothing more than the same." Ye Fusheng turned his gaze on Zheng Taishou's body, "The father used to work hard to train this army, but failed to make a name for himself on the battlefield. Destroyed by political battles, let alone them, even I am unwilling."

After a pause, he looked at Huang: "I would rather pay them back with a shroud of horse leather than they would spend the rest of their lives in wine and wealth, or even be a traitor... My father took the wrong step back then. No one is allowed to repeat the same mistakes."

Ye Fusheng's words of killing intent were awe-inspiring, adding to the injustice and resentment in "Chu Xiwei"'s chest. Huang Shi was captured by his momentum and slowly lowered his head.

She lowered her body, her tone softened, but her position refused to give up: "However, even if the old Ministry of Jijing King worked together to survive this catastrophe, if they rebelled against you in your name, they would just make all their efforts. Useless work, the catastrophe to Xiaoqiang is even more troublesome."

"Ms. Zheng, these words are not so much your worries as they are... Chu Ziyu's worries." Ye Fusheng gathered his five fingers, and then slowly loosened them, "The sword creates double edges, hurts others and hurts itself, this The superiors understand that even if I am sick, I understand your position."

Huang Shiwen said: "So, what do you have for this hidden danger?"

"Why do you need a good strategy? A name must exist to be useful." Ye Fusheng chuckled, "With Chu Yao, can we summon the old part of Jingwang, clear out dissidents, and unanimously externalize... But if this is the case After that,'Chu Yao' ceased to exist, what else could they have delusions? Even if they did, what could they do?"

Huang suddenly raised his head and looked at him in astonishment.

"The one who came to see Master Zheng tonight is Chu Yao, the son of King Jing who survived a catastrophe. It was also Chu Yao who sent a letter to Liucheng to contact the old ministry, and it was still Chu who took the lead to support the border in the Ming Dynasty with the identity of'Glancing Shadow'. Yao." Ye Fusheng lowered his eyes, "However, I have become Chu Xiwei."

With a few words, half lonely and half self-deprecating, Ye Fusheng suddenly thought at this moment-when Chu Yao left Tianjing and went to Baiguimen, how in the mood he accepted Shen Wuyou's change. The name?

God's will toss and turn, persuade a little dust. Because God’s will has made people lose too much, they will have to fight for their lives even the slightest bit, lest they will have nothing in the end, and wish to take everything with both arms and cherish everything that can be obtained by keeping the residence.

Yingxiu’s original intention is to contact Chu Xiwei, because she knows that the other party will not let the matter of the king be quiet. Those old people who were born and died for their family, the great Chu Rivers and mountains at their feet, no matter what Chu Xiwei thinks. It is the responsibility he can't let go.

However, as Huang Clan said, to do this thing is destined to expose Chu Yao's identity, even if he survives the war of foreign races, it will be the root of Xiao Qiang's disaster. By then, Chu Yao's existence will be intolerable.

Unless after the alien war, Chu Yao disappeared in front of the Jingwang Old Ministry forever, and there is no other way to make them give up in this world except death.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the power behind it is pouring. If Chu Xiwei really takes Yu Pei and falls into it, where will his life be? Even the Hundred Ghost Gate, I am afraid it will be overwhelming.

No matter what deal Chu Ziyu made with Chu Xiwei, they are no match for Guo Zuo's foundation. Ye Fusheng had been with Chu Ziyu for ten years, and he understood the new emperor's temperament better than anyone—tolerant, tolerant, and cruel.

Chu Xiwei is still Chu Xiwei for a day, and Chu Ziyu can bear him; but once he changes back to Chu Yao, Chu Ziyu will definitely not tolerate him.

Yingxiu can take out the jade pendant, which means that Chu Ziyu has made a choice-he can change the chess piece of Xia Zhengwu, but Chu Yao is the only one summoning the old division of King Jing.

Ye Fusheng does not blame him. Many things have nothing to do with right or wrong. In the final analysis, he is in his position to seek his own government, and each has his own position and responsibility.

But he couldn't bear Chu Xiwei, whether he owed him a debt, or his personal affair, Ye Fusheng couldn't bear to touch Chu Xiwei with a finger, and he couldn't allow others to calculate him.

Private affairs and the overall situation, family and country, Ye Fusheng has always been in a dilemma. He never responded to Chu Xiwei for a time, but he was afraid that when the choice came, he would lose him again.

Now that things are coming, Ye Fusheng calmed down instead.

"Send a confidant, diverted to Tianjing, and told Chu Ziyu about the situation. Don't keep your eyes on the northern border, it is just a cover..." Ye Fusheng took a deep breath and said to Huang's family. He said with a halt, "Wait for a while, if you speak up, I will take this opportunity to draw Wei Changyun out and use the power of a hundred ghosts to clean up the minions in the hidden city of the Soul Burial Palace. Master Zheng can also take the opportunity to clean up the unruly people in the city. As for you ……"

Prince Zheng has been rooted in the city of Garan for years with a faint name, his appearance has been hollowed out by wine and wealth, but the inside is actually clear to all forces, not to mention the loyalty and traitor at a glance, he can always integrate the usefulness in this section. People and people who can kill.

Huang clan heard the song to know the elegance, and whispered: "The concubine will send people to follow the messenger to the six cities, and the six cities will secretly observe their attitude and understand their trends, and eliminate the dissident in the shortest time, and will not let them eat People who are behind the country crawling outside are contaminated with war."

"Remember your promise, if the glimpse can't even do this, Chu Ziyu will not go to the throne and let someone else sit." Ye Fusheng smiled coldly, "Split a team of glimpses to give me. I will take them to the frontier tomorrow along with the Garan city guards of the Taishou Taishou. After this battle... they will never be seen again."

Huang said softly: "After this battle, the concubine will report to your majesty to review the old ministry of the King of Jing. The villains of the country cannot stay, and the people of loyalty cannot be abandoned. You... take care."

"Chu Xiwei" sneered lightly, turned around and left the house without comment.

The expression on Huang's face is changing, and his eyes are fixed on his back, until the people outside the courtyard dragged out the other servants who were knocked out from the grass, followed Ye Fusheng over the wall, her eyes finally settled Coming down, solidified into resolute and firm.

Holding his breath and waiting for a while, Huang tore his hair bun and threw away one of the embroidered shoes, pretending to be panicked, rushed into the yard, and shouted: "Here, there is an assassin!" /

The woman's voice was sharp, and Huang's shouting made them all startled in the nearby courtyard. People in the nursery yard surrounded them with knives and torches, and some rushed out to chase the culprits.

Ye Fusheng and the others also heard the movement, but all of them were light-hearted, and they were already two streets away.

There was a soft noise from the tiles under his feet, and Ye Fusheng suddenly turned over and fell into the middle of the street. This is a deserted and secluded ancient street. There were no other people except them, and there were not even a few lights on.

Ye Fusheng saw a shadow, standing at the exit of Long Street, carrying a dim sky light, and faintly visible the medium body and the wide epee behind him.

The visitor bowed his hand to him, politely and said: "The Lord of Chumen is coming here, and Wei has missed a long way to welcome him."

Ye Fusheng sneered, staring coldly, and mocked like Chu Xiwei did: "The soul burial palace is preconceived. It is not true that it is not invited to enter the palace, but... The family knows, will the dog be skinned and slaughtered?"

Wei Changjun was ridiculed by him as a poor watchdog, but he was not angry, but smiled slightly: "In this case, of course, Wei must make up for the merits, and I ask the master of Chu... to bear it!"