"Brother, what's wrong?"

When Li Jiancheng walked out of the courtyard, his eyes did not look at Wang Ying and others standing at the door.

Wang Ying knew Li Jiancheng very well, after all, he was scared to the point of being too big by him since childhood.

While scratching his head and looking at Li Jiancheng who was leaving, he walked to Yang Mo and asked questions.

"You also feel that he is weird?"

Yang Mo asked.

"Well, it's not just weird, but also a mysterious smile at me, which scared me up with goosebumps."

Wang Ying moved his muscles and bones, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"He didn't look at you, nor did he smile at you."

Suddenly, Gai Nie, who was beside him, made a knife.

"Why didn't you look at me?"

Wang Ying's face turned red and he forced himself to argue: "It's clear that he smiled at me, and he was so cunning. Yuanba, do you think so?"

Finally, Li Yuanba's assist was sought.

Li Yuanba shook his head honestly.

"You also feel that he's weird, right?"

Yang Mo looked at Wang Ying.

"Yes, I've never seen Li Jiancheng like this."

Wang Ying nodded seriously: "Brother, what are you two talking about?"

"Yuanba, what do you think?"

Yang Mo ignored Wang Ying and looked at Li Yuanba.

"What, what does it mean to feel?"

Li Yuanba thought about Yang Mo's words very seriously, but still didn't understand what Yang Mo was saying.

"fine."

Yang Mo hugged his chest with his hands, and after thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out what happened to Li Jiancheng.

Is it so easy to kill Yan Shifan?

I thought Li Jiancheng would be furious and then he would pay his life.

I have prepared a lot of tricks.

As a result, the thunder was loud and the raindrops were small. Li Jiancheng was so cold and threatened Zhang Jiao and then left?

The ending of this simple thing made Yang Mo feel unsure.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, are you stupid?"

Seeing Yang Mo holding his chest and looking at the arch, Wang Ying asked tentatively: "What should I do if this corpse surnamed Yan?"

"Put it here, or?"

"Let's deal with it. Mr. Yan was also a decent person during his lifetime."

Yang Mo couldn't figure out how Li Jiancheng gave up gently, and gave a casual instruction.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to bury him."

When Wang Ying saw that his elder brother was thinking about something, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

He took Li Yuanba to the yard and asked someone to bury the body.

Yang Mo sat on the stone bench and suddenly looked up at Gai Nie beside him: "What do you think Mr. Gai?"

"Why do I feel something weird?"

Only Gai Nie can understand a mindless sentence.

"Maybe Li Jiancheng has made up his mind to bear you off, so he won't hesitate anymore."

Gai Nie said it very directly, but it was also very appropriate.

"ah..."

Yang Mo remembered the threat Li Jiancheng had before leaving.

Indeed, Li Jiancheng seemed to have made up his mind.

If Zhang Jiao couldn't come, he would probably really settle the accounts with him.

"It seems that's the case."

The reason is barely understandable, but Yang Mo still feels something is wrong in his heart.

"Forget it, anyway, Li Jiancheng said that Zhang Jiao would not come, and the living person who did not say was still a corpse."

Yang Mo threw away all his thoughts. Anyway, Zhang Jiao was dead, and the Yellow Turban Army also contacted the court. Xiang Yu did not hang Chen Ping on the flagpole, which showed that the recruitment was going smoothly.

"As for killing me, he still had a chance when he first came, but now he can't help."

Yang Mo stood up and had no worries about it.

Li Jiancheng's attention, which was deceived by Yan Shifan these days, has focused all on the Yellow Turban Army outside the city.

I'm afraid I didn't notice what Yang Mo did in Taiyuan City.

Now the aristocratic family in the city has been tied to a chariot by his workshop plan and the academy.

Although the Li family made the most profit, it undoubtedly added an amulet to him, Yang Mo.

Unless his cooperation with the Yellow Turban Army was made public by Xiang Yu, Li Jiancheng would have no reason to kill him.

At most, he would disgust him, lock himself up for a few days, and then kick him out of Taiyuan.

He was so eager to do so.

Gai Nie and Yang Mo thought about it. Not only did Yang Mo tie him to the Taiyuan family, but he also made contributions to peace talks and his status in the hearts of the Taiyuan people has risen sharply.

Unless Zhang Jiao did not come as agreed, it would be difficult for Li Jiancheng to really touch him.

"No matter what, our prince will probably not let me have a good time when he sees the dead Zhang Jiao."

Yang Mo reminded: "Sir, be sure to stay steady at that time."

Gai Nie nodded, indicating that he understood.

Not long after, it was bright and Wang Ying and Li Yuanba buried Yan Shifan.

It was also lively outside the Duke's Mansion.

In another hour, it was time for Zhang Jiao to enter the city to have a peace talk.

Li Jiancheng expressed his sincerity, had no intention of killing him, and his arrangement was very grand.

The personal guard camp under his command was even wearing a special bright light armor. God gave him face, the weather was very good, and the cloudless was gone.

The coldness of early winter has been swept away by the warm sunshine.

The whole Taiyuan City revealed a cheerful atmosphere inside and outside.

Even ordinary people know that Zhang Jiao, the thief leader, went to the city to negotiate in person, and this battle cannot be fought no matter what.

Therefore, many people praised Li Jiancheng's wise and magical martial arts in the streets and alleys.

After Yang Mo had breakfast briefly, Wang Ying ran over to tell him that Feng Li had come and specially invited him to welcome Zhang Jiao into the city with the prince.

Feng Li's face was very bad. Obviously, he already knew that he had been fooled by Yang Mo.

Although Li Jiancheng did not scold him, the more he did this, the more uncomfortable Feng Li felt.

Yang Mo smiled brightly at him and followed Feng Li to the city gate.

Li Jiancheng specially built a rooftop in front of the city gate, which was decorated very grandly.

All around were fully armed guards. The bright light armor shone under the sunlight, which made the brave guards even more tall and majestic.

The surroundings were filled with people, some standing on the street, stretching their necks to look at the stage.

Some sat in the building next to them, drinking tea and chatting.

Of course, the aristocratic families in Taiyuan City also sent representatives, all sitting on the spacious platform, laughing like victors.

Li Jiancheng sat in the center, as if nothing had happened, and he would occasionally connect with the representatives of the aristocratic families around him, and had a great time talking.

When Yang Mo walked up to the platform, representatives of the aristocratic families around him came forward to say hello, all praising him for his contribution to the peace talks today.

Mr. Su, who was sitting next to Li Jiancheng, was different from the others and looked at Yang Mo with a little concern.

The enthusiasm of the representatives of the aristocratic family is because Li Jiancheng praised Yang Mo very well just now.

This abnormality made Mr. Su feel something was wrong.

Yang Mo was also a little helpless by the enthusiasm of everyone.
To be continued...