Chapter 147: Huayuan’s Brain Storm

In front of a valley about twenty miles away from Suzhou City, a manor without any characteristics is quietly waiting for the arrival of twilight.

As the twilight arrived, the night gradually arrived, and four hundred black horses rode their horses with their mouths and clothed under their hooves, quietly completing the encirclement of the manor like the god of killing the night.

Then there was a bloody battle. The black cavalry outside the garden shot rockets inside, and the people inside were also lit fire.

The wolf smoke rises, the life is gone, and the garden will never exist.

The Black Cavalry is the fifth department of the Supervision Bureau, with the most powerful force, but there is no one in the yamen. He is just waiting outside Kyoto for Chen Pingping's transfer. Until later, the Supervision Bureau had a young Lord Tisi, and the Black Cavalry was divided into two, with half a thousand following Fan Xian's actions. From this incident, it can be seen that Chen Pingping values ​​Fan Xian.

Last year, when Fan Xian went to Northern Qi, the Black Cavalry escorted the border and successfully annihilated the army sent by Uesugi to rescue Sean outside the Wudu River. The force was so powerful that it was evident.

The Black Cavalry, who had been on standby in Jiangbei, finally had a place to use her skills today. However, the deputy commander of the Black Cavalry who was standing at the foot of the mountain did not have any excitement.

For them, it's just a simple job.

Now the commander of these four hundred black cavalry is the deputy commander of the five departments, his surname is Jing Wuming.

Jing Jiang rode steadily on the horse, looked at the raging fire in the garden, slowly pressed his face with his right hand, took off the black mask that covered his face, revealing the slightly white cheeks under the mask and the cold and ruthless eyes.

The task assigned by Lord Tisi was completed, but he didn't expect that this inconspicuous garden would have such powerful force, which caused some damage to the Black Knight. The most terrifying thing was that everyone in the garden seemed to know that they had only one way to die. They fought to the death, but no one surrendered.

General Jing did not know who was in the garden, but just carried out the orders of Lord Tiss. Moreover, the people in the garden themselves set fires. Some shameful evidence might have been burned long ago.

He took the rope and the horse's hooves clattered, slowly approaching the burning garden. The cavalry under his command were treating the wounded and cleaning the scene. He stared at all this with his eyes, and suddenly his eyes twitched slightly.

The five riders broke out of the fire, shining with black flames, just like the deceased demons in the underworld.

Above the five riders, except for the knights with black armor, there are a few more characters tied up like rice dumplings.

Jing pressed his right hand again on top, put on the black mask again before Wu Qi arrived, his thin lips slightly opened, and a cold sound rang out, a little surprised: "Life?"

Five riders approached his side and reported: "These five people hid in the well and surrendered."

Even though Jing Jiang was indifferent, he felt a little more unexpected joy. The corner of his lips touched him and showed a cold smile: "Mr. Tisi should be happy."

With the momentum of resisting the garden to the death and the arrangement of burning jade and stone, it is indeed not easy to be able to catch the living. Jing Jiang felt a little strange when he looked at the five prisoners tied to the ground immediately.

"Back to Suzhou."

The black mask reflects golden flames, looking colorful and with a chilling smell.

The Jing Jiang, under the mask, issued a cold order. The horses neighed outside the garden, tearing through the tranquility of the dark night in the valley. When the horse's hooves were slightly noisy, they lined up again, neatly turned into three black torrents, surrounding the burning manor, slanted across the road at the foot of the mountain, and sank into the night.

Shortly after the Black Knight came out of the mountain like a ghost, he met Deng Ziyue and his group who were receiving the order. He received the latest order from Lord Tisi.

General Jing was silent for a moment and arranged a cavalry team to take the prisoners to Kyoto. However, the remaining hundreds of night killing gods did not enter the city, but quietly searched for the land to cross the river and returned to the camp in Jiangbei.

When Deng Ziyue returned to Huayuan, Fan Xian just nodded and said that he knew. He wrote a secret memorial to His Majesty in the study and handed it to his subordinates in the courtyard to send it back to Kyoto. He came to the main hall of Huayuan alone.

The bright lights hang high in the main hall, illuminating brightly.

Especially the box of snowflakes and silver was lying quietly in the box, reflecting an attractive light.

Fan Xian glanced at the box of silver, shook his head, sighed, and sat on the chair next to the box, thinking to himself that silver is indeed very effective.

Thirty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty taels of silver were neatly packed in the box.

Fan Xian couldn't help but take a look, sighed again, and finally gave up the thoughts in his heart.

Today I met Ye Liuyun. The helpless feeling and helpless feeling made Fan Xian feel a little annoyed. Of course, he did not feel any extra pity or humiliation, nor did he feel any sense of humiliation. It was a matter of heaven and earth that he could not beat the Grand Master, but...

He knew that no matter how his life develops in the future, he would one day face the great master. Even if it was not Ye Liuyun, Sigujian or the one in the palace, he would always have to be shocked head-on.

But today Ye Liuyun slashed half of the building with one sword, and the powerful aura filled with the world, all made Fan Xian realize that he had no way to get a master-level person now.

It’s just like the Ming family has no way to do it, this is the same thing.

The Grand Master is too strong, so strong that he can ignore ordinary sieges. No wonder the emperor has always been lukewarm with the Ye family. No wonder Ku He could support the orphan and widowed mother back then. No wonder Sigujian and an idiot can protect Dongyi City.

Fan Xian thought in his heart, sighed, and began to miss his dear Wu Zhu.

But immediately, he overturned his thoughts. In his life, he could not always rely on his uncle to solve his worries and difficulties, especially Wu Zhu could not take advantage of these great masters. Fan Xian was reluctant to let Uncle Wu Zhu take risks from the deepest part of his heart.

So, how can we kill a grandmaster?

Accompanied by a box of silver and the lights in the hall, Fan Xian fell into deep thought, and in a flash, many scene patterns and themes had been simulated in his mind. What kind of death place and opportunity to kill a grand master on the spot.

His palm subconsciously patted the box, suddenly he grew up and shouted loudly: "Selection! Meeting!"

While shouting, he walked to the back hall.

Lord Tisi shouted to hold a meeting, so naturally no one dared to neglect it. The upper-level officials arranged by the Supervision Bureau in Huayuan, all members of the Qi Nian group, and seven tiger guards gathered in the conference hall.

As soon as Fan Xian's butt fell on the chair, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Please help Master Lin back to play."

He glared at the lively third prince and the big treasure who had also run in at some point, and asked the maids to help the two ancestors back.

After taking another look at the number of people he saw, he shook his head and said, "Please come here too."

The subordinates took the order and left, and soon. Shi Sang and the others also arrived in the hall. Shi Chan immediately handled some affairs for the sect master, so hesitation and surprise were on his gentle face, thinking that what the imperial envoy was discussing was naturally a major matter of the government. What should he do if he was a singer?

"The theme of today's meeting is very simple. Everyone thought about it openly, and they all said something strange and weird.

Fan Xian rubbed his temples and said with a headache: "I can't think of it alone."

Huwei Gundam glanced at him and saw Lord Tisi's worries, but he didn't know what he was worried about. He said in a deep voice: "Sir, please give me instructions."

"Gather your mind, and your mind." Fan Xian said with a wry smile: "Let's come and help you come up with your ideas."

Everyone looked at him curiously, not knowing what idea they had to come up with.

Fan Xian said seriously: "You said...how can you kill a grandmaster?"

The meeting room was immediately cold, and the subordinates looked at each other. Miss Sang Wen was even more shocked and pursed her slightly broad lips into a small cherry sip. Shi Chanli had a strong impulse to turn around and leave.

What is this talking about?

How can I kill a grandmaster?

If anyone really can think of a solution, then the first thing Nanqing and Northern Qi have to do is to send people to kill Sigujian according to law, and then the two countries will first share the wealth of Dongyi City with the noble women in the vassal states!

Everyone in the hall said that Deng Ziyue had a higher official position and was close to Fan Xian. Looking at the adult's face and the strange faces of his colleagues, Xiao Yi said, "Sir... have you been hurt by the sword energy?"

Fan Xian was stunned and immediately cursed angrily: "I didn't hurt my brain!"

He ignored how shocked his subordinates were. Anyway, he forced everyone to come up with ideas. For a moment, everyone in the conference hall was forced to do nothing, so he had to choose some ridiculous ideas. He was just giving his ideas, and everyone was a little uneasy. The great master was respected by all people and was a godlike character. At this time, he had to follow Lord Tisi's order and think about how to harm him...

But the Supervision Bureau was finally a foul-fried yamen with black water flowing. After a few words, everyone let go of their courage and felt an inexplicable pleasure. They held a meeting to discuss how to kill the Grandmaster... Even if they couldn't kill it, it was exciting just thinking about it.

Someone said in the beginning that for a grandmaster, it is definitely impossible to beat the earth, so to deal with him, the first thing is to weaken his power and strengthen his own power. It is recommended to use poison.

Someone immediately refuted that the great master's skills had already become a realm of transformation, and poison entered the body, and it was immediately turned into a pool of snow water, which was useless.

Some people suggest that the drug that stimulates the characteristics of the human body should be chosen. It is neither external poison, but can mobilize the body's emotions or energy in a short period of time, and will naturally become weak afterwards.

Fan Xian interrupted coldly, "That's aphrodisiac."

Some people also say that if you want to take away a person's life, you must first mess up your mind and destruction. If you want to destroy someone, you must first mess up your mind and make him crazy. Some special scenes should be organized to intensify the emotions of the master and make his mind fall into chaos.

Fan Xian nodded, applauding her very much, but cursing in her heart. Ouyang Feng was even more crazy.

Deng Ziyue thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped the table and said, "It's not difficult. As long as you find a way to set up a game so that the other party can't escape easily, you will use six crossbow camps to surround them, arrange them in a row, constantly stopping, and consume their true power. Fighting for thousands of crossbow arrows, you must also make the opponent weak and weak... and then use five black cavalry to rush it. After all, the Grandmaster is not a god. If one fights a thousand, you can fight a thousand cavalry... you will always die."

Fan Xian looked at him and asked, "How many people will die in your plan?"

Deng Ziyue calculated and reported: "The six crossbow camps are expected to be destroyed. The Black Cavalry should have 10% of the living people."

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "I want to kill people, not my own people to die."

Deng Ziyue said excitedly: "If we can really succeed, it doesn't matter how many people die."

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Then how can you let the other party stay still? Just let you shoot, let you rush? He is not a scarecrow..."

Deng Ziyue became silent.

The storm of mind continued. The people's advice became more and more absurd. Some suggested being kidnappers, some suggested playing avalanches, and some suggested tampering in the pit.

Then the rebuttal opinions also came. First of all, Sigujian had no relatives, and he killed all his relatives by himself. At the same time, there was no snow in Dongyi City all year round. As for the last proposal, everyone sneered at it and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Fan Xian looked at this scene coldly and felt relieved. Today's seemingly absurd discussion. In fact, he was trying to dilute the shock of his subordinates about the Baoyue Tower today. Ye Liuyun suddenly appeared, undoubtedly creating a strong shadow in the hearts of these people. Even Gundam's face was difficult to see the original resolute expression.

If you take such a group of subordinates to do things, you cannot let them be immersed in this inappropriate emotion.

That's why Fan Xian asked everyone to discuss how to kill the Grandmaster. After a few discussions, it was obvious that the fear that everyone suppressed in their hearts had faded a lot. In addition to being excited, it could also be regarded as clearing the shocks they suffered during the day, and the effect was very good.

Of course, the people in the hall discussed the matter did mention some very effective methods. Who knows whether Fan Xian will use it in the future? As for the subordinates, they naturally use the Sigu Sword as their imaginary enemy, it was a bit beyond Fan Xian's expectations.

The subjects of Qing State naturally had never thought of dealing with Ye Liuyun.

Because he was in the honeymoon period with Northern Qi, because of Fan Xian and Haitang, and because Miss Fan has now become the closed disciple of Master Kuhe, his subordinates will naturally not be blind to discussing how to kill Kuhe in front of Lord Tisi.

It was the pitiful Sigujian again.

The discussion was not until the candle was gone, and after the crowd dispersed, they were still whispering in the garden, excited about Lord Tiss' bold move and could not do it by himself.

Fan Xian shook his head, called Sang Wen, and said, "The Baoyue Tower has been destroyed halfway, and it will take at least half a month to repair it. How did the girls in the building arrange it?"

When they first went to evacuate the neighborhood, all the guests in Baoyue Tower left, and the girls were evacuated to a safe area. It was not until this time that Fan Xian had the time to worry about his brothel industry.

Sang Wengongjin replied: "The girls are temporarily placed in other buildings. The bosses are very easy to talk to, and they all take them over. It's not a big deal to stay in other buildings for a long time."

Fan Xian nodded. At this time, no one dared not to look at his face in the entire Suzhou City. Those brothel owners helped the girls shelter from their homes were afraid that they would not have time to have fun.

"That's it, let Shi Chanli lead the revision. You'll have a rest these days." Fan Xian suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared on his handsome face. "All the details and bills in the area are collected. I'll find someone to collect the bills next year."

Sang Wen replied.

Fan Xian asked, "Don't live outside. Huayuan is a big place. You will accompany Sisi these days and help take care of my brother-in-law."

Sang Wen smiled honestly, covering his mouth without saying anything.

"What's wrong?"

"Miss Haitang said the same thing." Sang Wen laughed softly, "The two girls also received them from the garden."

Fan Xian was stunned, and then he realized that she said yes the two top cards in Baoyuelou, Liang Diandian and Masouso, and couldn't help but be surprised by Haitang's delicate mind. Liang Diandian had not officially opened the card, so it was indeed a bit inappropriate to move into another brothel. As for Masouso...
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