Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 158 It’s better to be in pieces than in ruins

Three days later.

In the city of Taiyuan, every tree and grass seemed to be an enemy, and there was a sense of panic. Even though there was no curfew, the streets were deserted. The largest city in Jin with a population of nearly one million was like a ghost town at this moment.

Piantou Pass was breached because the King of Jin had colluded with the Rong people and let the Rong army enter the pass... Under the manipulation of the crown prince, this news had spread throughout Jin.

Even though Ningwu Pass and Yanmen Pass had not been breached at this moment, public opinion was out of control and spread throughout the city.

Some people believe that the King of Jin would never commit treason, but more people still think that the King of Jin colluded with the Rong people to prevent being liquidated because his ambition was exposed and he was plotting to seize the throne, intending to destroy the entire Dali for his own selfish reasons.

Although this is an act of treason, if you think about it carefully, it can also be regarded as an act of a hero who "would rather betray the world than be betrayed by the world"... In the face of the great cause of the country, there is no racial barrier, only alliances of interests.

After all, the King of Jin was plotting for the throne, and he obviously had great ambitions. Now that he couldn't capture Luo Chaoyan, would he just surrender? What a joke, then why did he capture Luo Chaoyan before? With an army of 200,000, was he really willing to be the loser?
If you think about the logic behind this, combined with the fact that Piantou Pass, which had been guarding the Dali border for sixty years, was breached, the answer that "the King of Jin colluded with the Rong people" is obvious.

The reason why Ningwu Pass was not breached was that the commander of Ningwu Pass was a general directly under the imperial court.

The Yanmen Pass was not breached because Dong Yulou was "noble and patriotic" and did not want to associate with the King of Jin.

This kind of public opinion only needs a little manipulation and guidance, and it will naturally take root in people's hearts... Luo Shuzhi has been regent for many years, so manipulating public opinion is a piece of cake for him.

Moreover, the Crown Prince has woken up at this moment, and the news that the poisoner is Luo Changshou has also reached Taiyuan... Doesn't this push Prince Jin into a desperate situation?

Therefore, it is natural for the King of Jin to commit treason and collude with the Rong people.

In addition, since the Piantou Pass was breached, the King of Jin has not responded to his collusion with the Rong people... It is obvious that he has acquiesced.

Therefore, the people of Taiyuan were silent, but dared not speak out. What could ordinary people do in the face of this? They either packed up their belongings and fled to the Central Plains, or hid at home, anxious and watching the situation unfold.

Inside Prince Jin's mansion, this feeling of uneasiness was even stronger.

Qin Shuzi hurried to Prince Jin's study, but Prince Jin was not there at the moment. After searching for a long time, he found Prince Jin sitting under a big locust tree, knocking an ice hole in the icy lake to fish.

Qin Shuzi was so anxious that he almost cried, "Prince, it's already this late, why are you still fishing?"

There was a wooden barrel at the feet of the King of Jin, in which several freshly caught black fish could be seen. Hearing this, he showed no emotion, but simply asked calmly, "Did the Rong people say in the letter they sent last time that they wanted to cooperate with me?"

Qin Shuzi was slightly stunned, then overjoyed, "It should have been done long ago! Now I understand that all this is a trap set by the prince! Since he wants to force us to rebel in order to weaken the power of the vassal states, why don't we just do as he wishes and work with the Rong people to smash Luo Shuzhi's kingdom into pieces!"

Qin Shuzi's eyes were cold, "If Luo Shuzhi doesn't give us a chance to live, don't blame us for being merciless."

The corner of King Jin's mouth curled up slightly, "Yes."

The common people could understand what the King of Jin and Qin Shuzi could understand. Ever since Luo Shuzhi pretended to be unconscious, the King of Jin had been playing chess with him and it was difficult for him to escape. In addition to cooperating with the Rong people, he could only cooperate with Luo Chaoyan. But where was Luo Chaoyan? There was no sign of him until now.

The King of Jin held the fishing rod in one hand and a stove in his arms with the other, but he said, "Once a decision is made, there should be a response... You should leave Taiyuan and go find the Rong people to show your willingness to cooperate."

Qin Shuzi was slightly stunned, and said: "It is impossible for the Rong people not to see our current situation. I expect that they will come to the palace in a few days."

"Can you guarantee that they will come? When will they come?" King Jin's eyes were calm and his tone was calm, "Go find them."

Indeed, who knows when the Rong people will arrive? There is no time to lose.

But Qin Shuzi was still hesitant and explained:

"Luo Shuzhi must be smart to set up this situation. In order to prevent the prince from colluding with the Rong people, he will definitely send someone to assassinate the prince... This is not like the time of the Jingnan Campaign. To put it bluntly, whoever can kill the prince will be a hero and will not let the other princes suffer. They may even want to kill you with their own hands to show their loyalty and win the hearts of the people... I will stay in the palace to protect the prince."

King Jin shook his head slightly, "If the assassin really comes, even if there is one more of you, it will not affect the overall situation."

This sentence is heartbreaking, but it is true. Qin Shuzi's martial arts is at the level of a half-step master. In the martial arts world, he is a first-class expert, but at this moment, his strength seems not enough.

In the past, he mostly played the role of an advisor.

Qin Shuzi thought about it again and again, and could only sigh and nod slightly, "I will leave later."

"Take a group of people with you and take some jewelry and valuables from the treasury to show your sincerity."

"This requires a carriage... but it will delay my journey. Now it's night, and I won't be able to set off until tomorrow morning."

"Then how can you leave empty-handed?"

"Can……"

"Do you understand?"

"...as you command."

King Jin caught a plump black carp. He reeled it in and put it into the barrel. Then he continued calmly:
"I colluded with the Rong people. No matter what the reason was, I did it after all. Some of the servants and soldiers in the mansion must be dissatisfied... The people's hearts are already scattered. Keeping them in the mansion will only be a hidden danger. If there are really assassins, I am afraid they will lead the enemy in. It is better to give them some money and disperse them all."

Qin Shuzi pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, "I'll arrange it."

"Go down."

Qin Shuzi took his leave, but he did not dare to delay. He walked hurriedly and when leaving the courtyard, he looked back at King Jin... King Jin was still sitting alone under the big locust tree, fishing leisurely.

Before making the decision to "collude with the Rong people", he was extremely anxious, but now that he has made the decision, he has naturally calmed down a bit.

Thinking of this, Qin Shuzi withdrew his gaze and flew away.

After Qin Shuzi left, King Jin caught two more fish by himself, and then a figure appeared behind him.

King Jin did not look back, and asked calmly: "Have you found the Naraku Red Silk?"

Chen Qiyuan held the gun, leaned against the big locust tree next to King Jin, and smiled slightly, "Except for killing a thousand Rong people, there is nothing to gain."

King Jin looked back at Chen Qiyuan, then shook his head and laughed, "You don't look like it from your expression."

"Although Wujitian is known as one of the six major sects, there are disciples and masters among them, but no one can fully learn the Tianluo Spear. Now that there is a legacy, how can we not be happy?"

"Just a legacy?"

Chen Qiyuan was silent for a moment, then smiled again, "The one who massacred the princess's entire family was Xia Chengsong, the current chief eunuch, Eunuch Lin."

The fishing rod in Prince Jin's hand fell to the ground. His peaceful expression suddenly changed. He stood up and looked back at Chen Qiyuan in disbelief.

He has been investigating this matter for more than ten years, but has found nothing.

The smile on Chen Qiyuan's face gradually faded, and he turned cold. "Luo Shuzhi has been planning since the Jingnan period. At that time, I'm afraid he wanted Emperor Jingzheng to help him reduce your vassal state, but Emperor Jingzheng has never been hostile to you in the past 17 years."

"Although my brother was born during the Jingnan Rebellion and became emperor, he reduced taxes, allowed the people to recuperate, and restored production during his reign. When this matter is over, his posthumous title will most likely be 'Emperor Ren'." The King of Jin seemed to have lost his strength and sat back on the stool, muttering to himself, "If I had no intention of rebelling, he would never have taken the initiative to reduce the power of the vassal states."

Chen Qiyuan didn't know much about Emperor Jingzheng, and was a little confused. "But I heard that he killed quite a few civil and military officials. If it weren't for Luo Chaoyan's mother, Empress Benchu, who often pleaded for those ministers, it's estimated that the people standing in the court now would not be these people."

King Jin picked up the fishing rod again, was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "Because they are outsiders, and we are his relatives."

"The royal family still cares about family affection?"

"Even someone as cruel as Luo Shuzhi cherishes his grandfather very much."

After he finished speaking, King Jin fell silent again. When he caught another fish, he asked, "Did Zhao Wumian tell you this news?"

Chen Qiyuan nodded slightly. "The prince has been investigating this matter for many years, but now he is captured in the East Palace. Zhao Wumian has been to the palace before. It is estimated that he learned the news from the prince at that time... According to his inference, Liu Yuezhi would rescue the prince from the execution ground under the arrangement of Luo Shuzhi."

"Zhao Wumian, it's him again..." King Jin looked at Binghu with a complicated look in his eyes, "Did you teach him the Tianluo Spear?"

"Yes."

"Why? How does this benefit you?"

"No benefit." Chen Qiyuan smiled slightly. "The Jianghu is not the imperial court. Jianghu people do not necessarily seek any so-called benefits when teaching and imparting knowledge."

Prince Jin smiled faintly, and then his laughter became louder and louder, until tears came out of his eyes.

Chen Qiyuan was also laughing.

The two men laughed heartily, for no apparent reason.

The King of Jin laughed and said mockingly, "Luo Shuzhi, Luo Shuzhi, you must take this Tianluo Spear."

In Taiyuan city, three wanderers wearing black robes and leading their horses entered the city amidst the falling snow.

Through the black robe, a corner of the Taoist robe can be vaguely seen.

"Uncle Master, you left Qinfeng Mountain in a hurry before you killed Zhao Wumian, and came all the way to Taiyuan..." A slightly younger voice sounded, with doubt, "Why do you seem to be running for your life?"

"I'm just running for my life. If I'm even a little slower, I'll be killed." Master Guishou's right arm was wrapped in a clean white cloth, hanging inside his black robe.

His forearm had been torn of flesh and blood by Zhao Wumian, and it would take at least ten days or half a month to heal. Even though he had used the Shengsheng Pill treasured in Wugong Mountain and flesh and blood had grown back, he still felt unbearable pain when he swung it.

"With our master here, are we afraid of the mysterious master who builds the bridge between heaven and earth?" Xuan Liu frowned.

Xuanliu's master is the current head of Wugong Mountain, Guiyi Zhenren.

Guiyi Zhenren was also wearing a black robe, leading a horse and walking in the front. Hearing this, he just smiled and said, "Compared to Zhao Wumian, the matter here is more important."

Since the theft of the Naraku Red Silk, Master Guiyi has been searching secretly outside, and now he has come here... In fact, Master Guishou and Xuanliu didn't know why Master Guiyi suddenly appeared in Jin and found them. However, considering that Xu Ran and the leader of Benwo Hall had gone to Qinfeng Mountain, it was normal for Master Guiyi to come here in a hurry after hearing the news.

Since Master Guiyi had spoken, Xuanliu did not want to comment. He just thought for a moment, hesitated, and then whispered, "Master, uncle...Did the King of Jin really collude with the Rong people?"

"It's time, it's fate. Sometimes, he has no say over whether he is right or wrong." Gui Shou Zhenren said calmly.

Xuan Liu took a deep breath and said coldly: "If he really colluded with the Rong people, then we should kill him!"

"Why?" Master Guishou tilted his head to look at him and asked.

"If we don't kill him, what will happen to the civilians and soldiers who died in Piantou Pass?" Xuan Liu said in a very cold tone.

Upon hearing this, Master Guishou and Master Guiyi both laughed.

Guiyi Zhenren said: "You can't kill him... You don't have the ability."

Xuan Liu wilted again.

The three people from Wugong Mountain stayed in an inn, put down their luggage, and asked Xuanliu to take good care of them. Guishou and Taoist Guiyi then left.

After leaving the inn, the old Taoist priest Guishou whispered, "Brother, did you come to Taiyuan to kill the King of Jin?"

Guiyi Zhenren nodded slightly, "It is impossible for the Crown Prince to really let the King of Jin collude with the Rong people."

Guishou Taoist was silent for a moment, then asked, "Kill him now?"

"not the right time yet……"

"Because Udamu hasn't come yet?"

Guiyi Zhenren shook his head and said nothing more about the matter. He pondered for a moment and said, "Prince Jin suffered greatly from the Crown Prince's plan. I think he has probably figured it out by now... Zhao Wumian has no clues or information, and I don't know if he is still kept in the dark..."

"Whether he knows about it or not, it's too late to save the situation now. Xu Ran and Chief Constable Su are difficult to kill, but he has not yet communicated with the Bridge of Heaven and Earth. We must seize the opportunity and eliminate the trouble forever." Gui Shou Taoist said coldly.

Master Guiyi was a little surprised, "You think highly of him?"

"In the battle of Qinfeng Village, in terms of martial arts alone, he is still a little behind me, but in the village, Xiao Xitian and Jianzong have masters to help him..." Guishou Taoist paused slightly, and then said: "Xiao Xitian is reclusive, and Jianzong is aloof, but now they are both involved... Are they on Luo Chaoyan's side, or on Zhao Wumian's side?" After a pause, Guishou Taoist sighed and concluded, "They are on Zhao Wumian's side... As long as Zhao Wumian is alive, how can the prince feel at ease?"

Guiyi Zhenren pondered for a while, then smiled faintly and said: "Leave the matter of Zhao Wumian to Junior Brother... But why did you bring Xuanliu here?"

Taoist Guishou glanced at Master Guiyi, then waved his sleeves, turned his back, and said in a dissatisfied voice, "You are his master, but you are away all day, and when you return to the sect, you retreat to practice meditation, leaving all the teaching courses of the disciples to me. Xuanliu said he is your direct disciple, but if we really talk about it, I taught him more."

Guiyi Zhenren laughed out loud, and immediately understood what he meant. He shook his head and was about to leave. Then he thought about something, turned around and looked at his junior brother, and asked, "Would you like me to tell your fortune for you?"

Gui Shou Lao Dao remained silent.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and whispered, "I've already calculated it."

"Really..." Guiyi Zhenren retracted his gaze, remained silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Whether it's you, me, King Jin, or Zhao Wumian, we have all entered the game. Your life, my life, and their lives seem to be shrouded in fog, but in fact they are clear. My Taoist sect emphasizes going with the flow... Are you really going with the flow?"

Taoist Gui Shou sneered, "The Taoist principle is to follow your heart. How can we be bound by the so-called 'follow the trend'?"

Master Guiyi laughed loudly and flew away.

Another day passed and the whole city was covered with snow.

A scholar in a white robe entered the city holding an umbrella.

Wu Ming carried a large sword on his back and followed the scholar.

The white-robed scholar walked slowly, leaving footprints in the snow.

The two did not hide their identities, nor did they need to hide their identities.

Firstly, the white-robed scholar needs to use this opportunity to announce to the world that the King of Jin is colluding with the grassland... If there is collusion, everyone will be happy. If the King of Jin is unwilling, then the King of Jin can be completely destroyed.

Do you really think that the white-robed scholar is so kind and is here to support Prince Jin?

Secondly, the white-robed scholar was over a hundred years old this year. He had seen all kinds of storms and waves. Everything he did was aboveboard.

Wudamu, the national teacher of the grassland, never hides himself or hides behind others.

This was the case when they kidnapped Shang Linjing to kill Shang Xuesheng, and it is still the case now.

When they saw the two men, both the Taiyuan soldiers and civilians showed horror on their faces.

Some soldiers were holding long swords and bows and crossbows, ready for battle, staring at the scholar in a white robe holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Wudamu looked at them with gentle eyes. He admired these soldiers who went to the battlefield to kill the enemy the most in his life.

He smiled widely and said, "Your Lord wants to discuss cooperation with me... but are you going to stop me?"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers' eyes changed and they clenched their teeth.

Wudamu walked towards the palace, waved his hand lightly, and said casually, "Don't waste your energy. You can't kill me. If you want to be loyal to the country, you might as well keep your life and go to the border to defend against the enemy. If you really want to kill me, you'd better call the spear chief."

The Taiyuan defenders also knew that even if they attacked together, they would not be a match for Wudamu, so they just kept an eye on him while quickly sending someone to the palace to inform Prince Jin.

But before the dispatched men had taken a few steps, a guest of the palace came hurriedly holding the palace token, raised his hand to signal the guards to put down their weapons, and said, "Your Majesty, please invite the Imperial Master to the palace for a talk."

Wudamu's smile became more intense. "I knew that the King of Jin was a smart man, different from Shang Xuesheng and Su Zongru."

The retainer did not answer, but with a stern face, he held high the token and led Wudamu and Wu Mingchao to the palace in an open and aboveboard manner.

Some of the defenders had red eyes and were holding bows and crossbows. They wanted to kill Wudamu and the retainer on the spot, but the old soldiers around them raised their hands to stop them, signaling them not to die.

Wudamu walked into the palace with confidence amid the fear, hostility, and astonishment of the people in the city.

Inside the palace, Wudamu looked around and pretended to be surprised, "It's so empty, it doesn't look like a vassal king's place."

"Not everyone can accept the prince's cooperation with you." The retainer replied stiffly with a stern face.

Wu Ming was walking at the end. He sneered when he heard this. "He can't tell the situation clearly. He only knows how to stick to his ridiculous so-called 'national justice'. This is what it means."

The servant ignored him.

When they led Wudamu and Wuming all the way to the inner courtyard, in front of the ice lake, they could see Prince Jin wearing a python robe, standing under a big locust tree, reaching out his hand to gently stroke the rough trunk.

Wudamu smiled slightly and walked towards King Jin.

When the King of Jin heard the footsteps, he did not turn around. He turned his back to Wudamu and whispered, "This locust tree was planted by my wife when she married into the palace 20 years ago."

Wudamu came to the side of King Jin, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the big locust tree. "Your Luo family has killed many uncles and nephews, but there are also many lovers. However, on the grassland, no woman will like you who are so shy and pretend to be affectionate. A real man lives in this world, so what's wrong with marrying a hundred women?"

"It's just what you ask for." The King of Jin reluctantly withdrew his hand from the tree trunk, sighed softly, and walked towards the study with his hands behind his back, "Master, please follow me."

The two walked into the study. Wu Ming wanted to follow him in, but Wudamu raised his hand gently and said, "Stay outside the door."

Wu Ming paused and stood outside the door, a bored look on his face.

The King of Jin is finished. He has colluded with the Rong people, and Master Guiyi will kill him.

If he refused to collude, Wudamu would kill him.

No matter what the "Prince of Jin faction" thinks, the Prince of Jin himself has already entered a dead end.

If he wanted to survive, he should have asked Chen Qiyuan to return to Taiyuan as soon as Piantou Pass was breached, and take him away for thousands of miles, and then hide his identity, perhaps he could have lived a stable and low-key life.

And now that he doesn't have it, he can only wait to die and become a victim of the battle between the prince and Wudamu... just like the civilians and soldiers who died in Piantou Pass.

Entered the study and closed the door.

Prince Jin sat down at the desk and poured a cup of hot tea for Wudamu.

Wudamu sat casually opposite him, holding up the teacup. He was not afraid that King Jin would poison him... After communicating with the bridge of heaven and earth, ordinary martial arts masters would be immune to all poisons, let alone him who had lived for a hundred years?

Wudamu sipped his hot tea and whispered, "We don't know how to farm. What the grassland people needed most in the past was the tea you left behind... Without tea, no vegetables, only beef, mutton and milk, people would die."

The King of Jin was not interested in how hard life these Rong people on the grassland lived. He just made tea and uttered a faint "hmm".

Wudamu smiled slightly and was quite talkative. "Your Highness, have you considered it now?"

"good."

"Should Ningwu Pass and Yanmen Pass let us pass? Although I have been famous for a hundred years, I am not a god. I have killed nearly ten thousand people, but I can't break through the natural barrier of Dali by myself. If the prince wants to avenge the murder of his wife, he should save some troops for us in the grassland so that we can attack the capital."

After hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of King Jin. "I don't want you to worry about the revenge for my wife's murder. I will make the decision myself."

Wudamu's eyebrows were frivolous, but he was still calm and composed. He tapped the table with his fingers, smiled, and asked leisurely, "Tell me about it."

The curl of white smoke in the teacup wafted upwards. Prince Jin picked up the teacup, sipped the hot tea, and uttered three words lightly, "Zhao Wumian."

Wudamu was slightly stunned, frowned slightly, and then smiled slightly: "I don't think Zhao Wumian has that ability. He suddenly appeared in the world and his name is now famous in the martial arts world... But the martial arts world is different from the court. He was also played around by Luo Shuzhi, which is an example."

"Playing with the palm of your hand?" King Jin shook his head and laughed.

His attitude made Wudamu frown even more tightly. "Your Highness seems to prefer cooperating with Zhao Wumian rather than forming an alliance with us."

The King of Jin drank the hot tea in one gulp, put down the cup and said, "Luo Shuzhi wants to kill me and take away my military power. The national teacher wants to use me to destroy the Dali Kingdom. If I don't obey, I will be killed by you. I have become a pawn in the fight between the two of you. I am really in a desperate situation. If I want to survive, I can only form an alliance with you. But you two have been playing tricks for too long, and you have overlooked one thing..."

The King of Jin paused, then smiled coldly, "How can I, the King of Jin, Luo Yingquan, be a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden 'clicking' sound of mechanisms in the study, and he saw countless black iron plates covering the ceiling and the four walls, which were airtight and blocked out the sunlight. Only the ground under his feet was not covered by the black iron plates.

There were only a few lights in the room, casting a dim light that reflected on the faces of Prince Jin and Wudamu.

Wudamu's carefree expression froze slightly, unlike the usual smile. "I thought the prince was a man who knew the times, but I never thought that he was just like Shang Xuesheng and Su Zongru back then, not knowing what was good for him."

King Jin laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed back and forth in the airtight black iron box.

He stood up suddenly, looking at Wudamu with a defiant look.
"I, Luo Yingquan, as the King of Jin, should be responsible for the people and soldiers under my command. As a husband, I should be responsible for my deceased wife. As a father, I should be responsible for Changshou who is about to escape...

After this battle, all the soldiers and people in Jin will know that their prince did not betray the country! My wife's spirit in the afterlife should know that her husband is still a good man who stands tall and proud! My son lives a long life..."

King Jin paused, then smiled, "What's wrong with me handing over these 200,000 troops to Zhao Wumian? Chaoyan has the same personality as her father, and is kind-hearted. As long as Changshou does not hold military power, she will live a peaceful life. And only if Changshou is alive, the 200,000 troops under my command will truly obey Zhao Wumian!"

Wudamu was slightly stunned, looking at King Jin like a fool, incredulous, "You want to hand over these 200,000 troops to your former enemy Zhao Wumian? As far as I know, you have never even met him!"

"I have indeed never seen him, but he was willing to stop two thousand cavalrymen for the people of Hequ... I have never seen him, but he is now on his way to Taiyuan, trying to save me... I have never seen him, but he solved the doubts that have troubled me for more than ten years."

King Jin smiled cheerfully, "Even though I have never seen it, I know that when Chao Yan ascends the throne, Zhao Wumian will be by his side, and they will definitely be stronger than Luo Shu! At least, these two will never use the people and soldiers of Dali to ensure the safety of the throne."

"Idiot!" Wudamu laughed coldly, "You clearly wanted to be emperor before, and now the way to survive is right in front of you! But you gave it to others and made wedding clothes for Zhao Wumian!?"

The Prince of Jin slowly put away the smile on his face, and became as calm as usual. He said calmly: "Yes, when I heard that the prince was in a coma and Chao Yan was about to enter the capital to ascend the throne, I was also tempted by that position..."

After the words fell, King Jin was silent for a moment, and then smiled.

"But in this world, there is the Jin Wang Luo Yingquan who failed to seize power and was liquidated, but there will never be a Jin Wang Luo Yingquan who colluded with the Rong people in order to survive in this world!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding flame suddenly appeared under the feet of Prince Jin and Wudamu.

There are countless explosives buried under the study!
boom------

A loud noise like the earth breaking apart resounded throughout Prince Jin's mansion.

The snow curtain above the Prince of Jin's Palace paused for a moment, and then flew around at an extremely fast speed. In the city of Taiyuan, strong winds blew and the earth trembled. The windows of the houses that were a little closer to the palace actually cracked on the spot, and then shattered with a loud bang.

The fire could be seen throughout the entire Taiyuan city.

The sky of Taiyuan City has turned red.

Outside Taiyuan City, Qin Shuzi, who had just driven a carriage for a few miles, was slightly stunned. Feeling the tremor in the direction of Taiyuan City, he suddenly looked back.

The guests in the palace around the carriage were also slightly frightened.

Qin Shuzi stared at Taiyuan with a dull expression, then he knelt on the ground with a plop, banged his head against the ground, and let out a roar of extreme pain from his throat.

He understood.

The words that the King of Jin said to him actually had only one intention.

Qin Shuzi, take the rest of the people in the palace, whether they are retainers, servants, or maids... run for your lives, and don't let them be affected by me.

At the gate of Taiyuan city.

Zhao Wumian was leading a newly purchased BMW, looking at the palace that was ablaze with flames and the sky was all red, with an expressionless face.

Lady Canghua stood beside him, looking a little surprised, "This is..."

Zhao Wumian took a deep breath and uttered four words lightly.

"Enter the city... and kill people!"

(End of this chapter)