Xuanxia

Chapter 827: The Rise and Fall of the World
Yan Mansion.

Cheng Dong's hands were tied behind his back and he knelt on the ground.

In front of him, Yan Yidong was sitting leisurely on a rattan chair, with several guards standing beside him.

At this time, Yan Mansion was empty.

Dong Qianran did not stay, as she had more important things to do... and the other people in the Yan Mansion, carrying Yan Yidong's orders, went to other places in the capital to contact people with aspirations.

"Master Yan."

Cheng Dong raised his head and looked at the first-rank official in front of him whom he had not even been qualified to look up to in the past, and said in a deep voice: "Just surrender, you can't win."

"hehe."

Yan Yidong chuckled and said, "If you don't know, you would think that I was caught by you."

"My Lord, I am not joking with you."

Cheng Dong was still very polite: "No matter how powerful Dean Dong is, she is just one person; even if she can persuade Mingjian Pavilion, Mingjian Pavilion is definitely not a match for thousands of troops... We will always win."

"Thousands of troops?"

Yan Yidong laughed and said, "You, the commander of the patrol battalion, have already knelt here, and your soldiers have also knelt in the alley. Where are the thousands of troops now?"

"Master Yan, there is no need to deceive me."

Cheng Dong said in a deep voice: "If you don't take action, I would have come to persuade you... Our patrol camp is just cleaning up the capital in advance to pave the way for the real army."

"The commander of the Imperial Guards, Hong Zhi, is no longer in the capital. Our people will soon take over the Imperial Guards. Once the 50,000 Imperial Guards move, the Mingjian Pavilion will be destroyed."

"What's more, Mingjian Pavilion is not a monolithic entity! Lord Yan, I'm not afraid to tell you that Ning Wuwang Ning Tower Master is also one of ours! Mingjian Pavilion is now closed and they can't even clean up the mess themselves!"

"As for the people in the capital city's prefecture, the Ministry of Justice, and the Ministry of War, they have long been under control. There is nothing they can do."

"In addition, 30,000 thousand-year-old soldiers are on their way and will reach the capital in two days at most. If they join forces with the imperial guards, the capital will be in our hands!"

"This is just the capital... The Hongjiang River was opened last night, and 200,000 naval forces from the East China Sea have entered the land along the river. In five to seven days, they will be able to control all the prefectures and provinces along the Hongjiang River!"

"Not only that……"

"Wait." Yan Yidong suddenly interrupted him.

He narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard: "You said... Qiansui Army? King Xishuo, the Yuan family, the Lan family, and even Ning Wuwang... So, the Hong family didn't move?"

Cheng Dong shut his mouth.

"This is impossible."

Yan Yidong said in a deep voice: "Ruo Hai would never accompany them to do such a ridiculous thing, but now the world is in chaos, how could he turn a blind eye? Unless the Northern Barbarians make a move."

"But the Northern Barbarians have been quiet for more than half a year... Are we going to move now?"

He narrowed his eyes, and his kind eyes suddenly showed murderous intent: "You, are colluding with the Northern Barbarians?!"

"we do not have……"

Cheng Dong retorted subconsciously, but halfway through his words, his momentum weakened.

"Haha, it seems that you are not so sure." Yan Yidong sneered: "Okay, okay, you are really nice!"

Cheng Dong lowered his head, closed his mouth, and dared not respond.

"Alright, you have committed the crime of treason. You will not survive. Forget about it."

Yan Yidong said leisurely: "Thanks to you, the capital is in chaos. It is not realistic to hold a trial right now... just behead him on the spot."

Hearing this, Cheng Dong raised his head suddenly, his eyes panicked: "Master Yan, you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, a guard beside Yan Yidong suddenly drew his sword!

With a clang sound.

Cheng Dong, who had lost his head, fell to the ground with a thud, blood all over the floor. His head, which had been spinning up, still had an expression of panic and surprise on it, and fell into the brush-washing pool not far away. The blood slowly spread out, and soon melted into the inky water and disappeared.

Yan Yidong sat firmly on the rattan chair, tapping his fingers lightly, and sighed: "It's troublesome..."

……

Dong Qianran doesn't have time to take care of the affairs of the patrol camp right now.

She believed that Yan Yidong could handle these things with his ability. Now, what she had to do was... summon Ning Baimei.

When she received the emperor's message from the Xianjian, the first thought that came to her mind was not "to quell the rebellion" but "the world is really going to be in chaos."

The "world" mentioned here does not only refer to Dayan.

Like Ning Baimei, Dong Qianran saw everything that had already reached a higher level.

Of course, no matter how high the mountain is or how far the sea is, we must start from where we are.

The unrest in Dayan can be understood as something "unexpected".

Ning Baimei is still a sword master and an official appointed by the court. Can he really ignore everything in Dayan and shut himself up in a dead end where no one can disturb him?
of course not.

After deducing everything, he thought that there would not be such turmoil in Dayan during this period of time.

He arranged for Fu Qingzhou to present the sword and appease all parties, of course hoping to delay the unrest and wait for a better and more complete opportunity.

By that time, Ning Baimei would have come out of retreat, and he would be able to solve all these problems.

But is it Fu Qingzhou's fault that things have developed to this point?

Yes, no.

Dong Qianran already knew that Fu Qingzhou had a special identity.

As long as he shows up, things are bound to go wrong... They have known this for a long time.

But Ning Baimei was still willing to hand over the matter to Fu Qingzhou and let Fu Qingzhou arrange everything.

And during this period of time, changes occurred in both Huijue and Jiang Baichuan.

Huijue extended his hand to the southern border and almost allowed the evil spirits to penetrate into the Central Plains; Jiang Baichuan even realized an extremely special way of egoism, and his fighting power soared, becoming an unfathomable powerful being.

All these changes have evolved to this day...

Everything was done much earlier.

"In this case, will everything Senior Brother Ning had planned change?"

With such a nervous mood, Dong Qianran knocked on the door of Ning Mansion.

"President Dong!"

The servant who opened the door recognized her at a glance: "It's you!"

"Where is Ning Wuwang? Where is he?" Dong Qianran glanced at the servant and asked knowingly.

The servant was startled: "Young Master? He has not been in the mansion for many days..."

"understood."

Dong Qianran didn't ask any more questions. She strode into the Ning Mansion and walked towards the place where Ning Baimei was in seclusion with familiarity.

"Hey, Dean Dong, where are you going?" The servant saw that she was going in the wrong direction and asked hurriedly, "Are you looking for the master? But he is in seclusion and does not allow anyone to disturb him!"

Of course Dong Qianran didn't need to explain to a servant.

The most important thing is that she has already learned from the emperor that Ning Wuwang had rebelled, and she is not sure how many people in the Ning Mansion can be trusted.

So she just walked forward calmly.

The servant did not dare to stop her, but just ran away anxiously, probably to call for help.

Dong Qianran went deep into the backyard of the Ning Mansion and stood outside the quiet room where Ning Baimei was in seclusion.

She let out a light breath and was about to push the door open.

Just then, an anxious voice suddenly came from behind her!

"President Dong! Wait a minute!"

Dong Qianran recognized the voice as the Ning Mansion's housekeeper's and slowly turned around.

But the old housekeeper only saw him panting and raising one hand, saying with difficulty: "Yes, there is a fortune teller who has already predicted that you would come... and has been waiting for you for a while!"

(End of this chapter)