Xuanxia

Chapter 705: Turning the Gun Around
At night, in the inn room.

"What? Jiang Baichuan appeared in Luoyi? Killed countless people?"

Fu Qingzhou was on his way north when he received the message from Mingjian Pavilion.

After the Miaojiang matter was settled, he stayed for another day and dealt with some miscellaneous matters, such as arranging for Li Qing to go to the capital to recuperate, arranging for Li Xiaoyue to reunite with Li Qing, arranging for Jing Yun and others to go to Mingjian Pavilion for an "interview", arranging for the disciples of Wandu Mountain to respond to the Jianghu mobilization order... and so on.

After dealing with these things, he prepared to leave southern Xinjiang and Shu to meet up with Ning Wushu.

But I never expected that I had only been on the road for a few days and had just stopped in a small town. Before I received any news from the flood-stricken areas, I received news from Jiang Baichuan first!
"Yes."

The secret envoy who came to report the news said helplessly: "Now the commander is seriously injured and can't get up, and the owner of the book tower has a splitting headache every day. According to the rules of the pavilion, you, the special envoy, need to return to the pavilion to preside over it."

"I... preside over the Mingjian Pavilion?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly.

"Yes."

The emissary's face was full of helplessness. "Moreover, 30% of the people in Mingjian Pavilion participated in this battle, and the casualties... were also heavy."

Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly.

Shouldn't this be true?
Every secret envoy has reached the sixth level of martial arts realm. With so many people, plus Li Jingzhe, the imperial guards, and Ning Wuwang from the Pai Shu Lou, even a Xuan-star level expert would have to retreat in this kind of formation. How could they not be able to keep Jiang Baichuan?
"He broke through Xuanxing?" Fu Qingzhou asked without thinking.

"……no."

The secret envoy said softly, "According to the master of Paishu Tower, Jiang Baichuan has taken a self-centered path, which is completely different from Xuanxing. I don't know what he means."

Only my way?

Fu Qingzhou blinked and decided not to think about these complicated things for the time being.

"Let's talk about the number of casualties first. Also, what specific matters need to be presided over? Are there any alternative plans?" he asked, rubbing his eyebrows.

In fact, it’s not that he wants to shirk responsibility, but he is really not good at these things!
He is not a management talent at all!
What's more, he is not familiar with the affairs of Mingjian Pavilion at all. This special envoy was just casually given to him by Ning Baimei. He knows nothing about it. If he really has to preside over important events, he will probably make a mess of it.

"Yes... the casualties are very serious."

The emissary reported: "Lord Li is seriously injured and cannot get up. According to the imperial physician's estimate, he will need to stay in bed for at least half a month. Lord Ning's soul is injured. The imperial physician is looking for a solution. Before that, he cannot read any words or think about anything."

"In addition, the Imperial Guards Commander, Lord Hong, had his meridians severed and his dantian damaged, which alarmed Marshal Hong. Marshal Hong did not trust the imperial physician, so he sent someone to the capital to treat him."

"This time, one hundred and eighty-nine secret envoys from our Mingjian Pavilion participated in the battle, one hundred and three died, nineteen were disabled, thirty-six were seriously injured, and thirty-one were slightly injured."

"Ninety-eight people from Paishulou participated in the battle. No one died, but all of them suffered damage to varying degrees."

"After this battle, the number of people in the cabinet, whether they are logistical clerks or those who carry out missions, has been greatly reduced."

"Such serious casualties have only occurred during the siege of Long Dabei that year... The compensation alone will be a huge sum of money, and the allocation of funds within the cabinet needs to be adjusted."

At this point, the secret envoy looked up at Fu Qingzhou and said, "Whether it's the allocation of funds or the arrangement of personnel, someone needs to be in charge..."

Fu Qingzhou’s headache got worse.

The secret envoy naturally saw it, and said helplessly: "As for the alternative plan, the court also has regulations - when the sword master, the commander of the Secret Sword Pavilion, and the owner of the Book Pavilion are all unable to preside over the affairs, if the special envoy does not show up, the Privy Council, the Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Justice will jointly take over the affairs of the Ming Sword Pavilion temporarily, and His Majesty the Emperor will personally review the important decisions."

"Then let's go with this plan first."

Fu Qingzhou spread his hands and said, "I'm really not good at management. If you have any major issues, please report them to me and I will give you some suggestions and ideas."

"……Understood."

The emissary responded and was about to leave.

"Hey wait."

Fu Qingzhou said, "This time... Hua Wuying and the other disciples Jiang Baichuan accepted before, how are they doing?"

"...They are fine." the secret envoy replied.

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Nothing."

"That's right." The secret envoy replied, "According to colleagues present, Hua Wuying seemed to have a sudden realization of the sword, and protected his fellow disciples among the thousands of swords. He raised his sword towards Jiang, claiming that he would kill them as soon as possible."

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank.

Just by hearing this sentence, he guessed what kind of drastic mood swings Brother Hua had experienced.

In the past, he only heard about what Jiang Baichuan did from other people.

But this time, he saw Jiang Baichuan kill countless people, even his former disciples! Otherwise, how could there be the saying of "protecting fellow disciples"?
Hua Wuying's heart must have been extremely cold, because he raised his sword towards Jiang Baichuan and threatened to kill him.

"Okay, I understand." Fu Qingzhou nodded and said, "Go, you will have to work hard during this period."

"inevitable."

The emissary gave a bitter smile and said, "But fortunately, a new batch of junior brothers and sisters from the Sword Master Academy are about to graduate, and a lot of people can be added."

After saying that, he turned and left in a hurry.

Fu Qingzhou rubbed his temples.

Ning Baimei, ah Ning Baimei, such a big thing happened, and you don’t care?

What could be more important than this, so important that it would make you, the best in the world, disregard everything and even shut yourself up in seclusion?
"Okay, the people are leaving."

He said slowly: "Come out."

"Eh? Did you know I was hiding here?" Zhao Hao's voice came from outside the window, and then the window was pushed open. He flexibly crawled in and quickly closed the window with his backhand.

"What crime should be punished for eavesdropping on the affairs of Mingjian Pavilion?" Fu Qingzhou glanced at him indifferently.

"I didn't listen."

Zhao Hao chuckled, took out two pieces of cotton from his ears and flicked them away.

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes: "Then I asked you to come out, did you hear me again?"

Zhao Hao: “…”

"Okay, it's not a big secret. You guys in Qianfang Baixiaolou probably already knew about it." Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"All the monks in distress have retreated."

Zhao Hao stretched himself, went to the most comfortable armchair in the inn, sat down, and crossed his legs. "There were originally a large number of monks active in the flood-stricken area. Those Jianghu people you coaxed over dealt with some of them, but they still attracted a lot of believers. Sister Wushu was still worried about this a few days ago."

"But it was probably because of what you did in Southern Xinjiang that Huijue changed his strategy... Well, it could also be that the 'master' behind him changed his strategy. All the monks in danger disappeared overnight."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

What did you do in southern Xinjiang?
Apart from the matter of the evil spirit, the most important thing, of course, was to clear "Yuanzhao" and return it to Li Qing, eliminating one of Huijue's most capable men.

At the same time, he also used the German sword to hit Huijue's soul clone hard.

Although Huijue took away the Buddha's robe, he was definitely seriously injured by the blow.

Without Yuanzhao, he himself was injured, the evil spirits were wiped out, and a large number of martial artists intervened in the flood-stricken areas. Huijue's plan had already been messed up.

"Right now, we are temporarily unable to locate Huijue."

Zhao Hao said leisurely: "My suggestion is that since Jiang Baichuan has shown up, we should turn our guns around and deal with him first."

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly.

Whether it is Jiang Baichuan or Huijue, they are on the same front.

Huijue retreated into hiding, but Jiang Baichuan showed up. In this case, let's start by investigating along Jiang Baichuan's line.

"Have you, Qianfang Baixiaolou, found out where he went?" Fu Qingzhou asked.

"……No."

Zhao Hao spread his hands: "But, there is a piece of news that you should be interested in."

Fu Qingzhou blinked.

"Our brother Hua Wuying seems to be very sure about what he wants to do."

Zhao Hao said slowly: "After Jiang Baichuan fled Luoyi, Hua Wuying suddenly left Xuanmeng alone and rushed to the capital without stopping. No one knew what he was going to do."

"Based on my understanding of him and his previous statement that he wanted to kill Jiang Baichuan, I think he probably has an idea."

Hearing this, Fu Qingzhou was slightly startled: "Brother Hua, does he have any ideas..."

After a brief thought, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, keep an eye on Brother Hua and report his itinerary at any time. I will leave to find him immediately. Also, find a way to notify Sister Wushu and tell her about this matter in detail. She will decide how to arrange it."

(End of this chapter)