I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 243 Return to Bianliang City

In early winter, the morning light is just breaking.

A layer of gray mist covered the sky above Bianliang City.

In front of Tianbo Mansion, the bone-chilling air was mixed with a faint sense of solemnity.

The high eaves of the mansion looked down at the visitors like a giant beast. Shrouded in a cold shadow, the gate of Tianbo Mansion was tightly closed. The heavy red-painted wooden door was like a barrier, isolating the threats from the outside world from inside.

The Yang family's personal soldiers standing in line on both sides all had sharp eyes, fully equipped with swords and spears, and their armor reflected a cold and hard light in the early morning light.

Even if he remained silent, he could still give people a sense of cold intimidation.

Outside the gate, the new chief eunuch Tu Wenzhi stood in the cold wind. He was thin and as weak as a bamboo pole.

However, that face covered with thick makeup showed no sign of coldness at all, instead it was filled with an indescribable feminine smile.

His facial features were androgynous and his skin was as smooth as porcelain, but beneath his delicate appearance he exuded an unfathomable aura, like a silent abyss that made people dare not easily guess.

Even bystanders could feel the cold and oppressive aura emanating from Tu Wenzhi. It was obvious that this master from the Imperial Palace was a man of extremely high cultivation level who kept a low profile.

Tu Wenzhi held a list in one hand, the pages fluttering gently in the cold wind. He glanced lazily at the closed door, flipped through two pages casually, then raised his slender eyes and looked in the direction of Yang's personal soldiers.

His gaze was like a cold knife, sliding across the serious face of the personal guard, and finally falling on Yang Jinhua in front of the red-painted gate.

Yang Jinhua was dressed in a fiery red military uniform, with a long sword hanging from her waist and her long hair tied up with a hairband. She looked heroic, like a dancing flame.

There was an innate majesty between her brows, her back was straight, and she was as cold as a gun.

Even though she was facing an unfathomable opponent like Tu Wenzhi, she still did not back down. She met his gaze coldly, with undisguised anger burning in her eyes.

Tu Wenzhi didn't care about it at all. Instead, she smiled even more. The thick layer of makeup on her face couldn't hide the sarcasm in her eyes.

He cupped his hands, his voice filled with a feminine chill:
"Miss Yang, I brought the emperor's order. The gate of your Tianbo Mansion is closed. Are you trying to disobey the order?"

Yang Jinhua smiled coldly, frowning, not hiding the disgusted expression on her face at all:

"General Manager Tu, my mother and great grandmother are ill and cannot come out in person to receive the decree. Please return to the palace and report the truth to His Majesty."

Yang Jinhua stood straight and glanced at the chief eunuch.
"Snapped!"

Tu Wenji simply closed the book in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his smile became even brighter:
"Miss Yang, this imperial edict must be delivered to Mu Guiying and She Saihua in person. Even if they are sick today or dead and put in coffins, they must be carried out to receive the edict."

After saying that, he casually threw the list to the follower beside him, raised his hand to tidy up the messy hair at his temples, and the smile on the corners of his mouth suddenly turned a little cold.

Then, his eyes were sharp and his voice was as cold as ice:

"What are you still standing there for? Go in and tie up all the people of the Yang family according to the list. The emperor will interrogate them one by one. If you miss any of them, don't blame me for chopping off your heads!

"As for Mu Guiying and She Saihua..."

Tu Wenji dipped his finger into the saliva on the tip of his tongue and smoothed out the messy hair on his temples. His eyes became colder and his voice suddenly rose:

"Whether you are pretending to be sick or really sick, you must be brought out to me and kneel down in the street so that the people of the Song Dynasty can see what the loyal and righteous generals of the Yang family they keep praising are."

As soon as Tu Wenzhi finished speaking, he flicked his orchid finger and took out an ochre-yellow scroll from his arms.

The scroll slowly unfolded, and the two large gold-plated characters "Imperial Edict" shone brightly in the morning light, like a sharp blade, causing Yang Jinhua to squint her eyes.

There was a solemn silence in front of Tianbo Mansion.

Tu Wenzhi stared at Yang Jinhua coldly, and slowly approached her with the imperial edict in his hand. His steps were gentle but carried an irresistible pressure.

Yang Jinhua's eyes were as cold as stars as she stared straight at the imperial edict without taking a single step back.

"Manager Tu, this imperial edict is not a death warrant for my Tianbo Mansion."

Yang Jinhua spoke coldly, with a somewhat tough tone, "The Yang family has been loyal for generations. Although we have received the grace of the emperor, we do not owe the Song Dynasty a penny. Please ask Chief Steward Tu to return to the palace and report to the emperor. The Yang family has a clear conscience!"

Tu Wenji paused and raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He looked at Yang Jinhua carefully, with a hint of interest in his eyes:
"Ms. Yang is so brave! But I am not here to listen to your Yang family talk about loyalty, righteousness and filial piety."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and he changed the subject, "If the gate of Tianbo Mansion is not opened today, I will personally tear down the gate! Since you Yang family members are unwilling to come out, I will make you kneel outside and see what the Yang family has to say!"

Yang Jinhua tightly gripped the long sword at her waist, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Her eyes were as sharp as knives as she swept across the gloomy Tu Wenzhi in front of her and the group of palace guards behind him who were eyeing him covetously.

The aura of Tu Wenji was pressing down on her like a sleeping beast, but she did not retreat. Instead, she said coldly:

"Manager Tu, my mother and great-grandmother are ill and unable to receive the decree in person. If you insist on doing this, you must pass by me first!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Wenji narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Yang Jinhua for a moment, then laughed, his voice full of chilling meaning:
"Miss Yang is indeed worthy of being from Tianbo Mansion, even her words are so confident!

"However, the Yang family cannot rest on their laurels for the rest of their lives. There are things that should be said and things that should not be said. You have no idea what is going on. No wonder the emperor is furious and wants to confiscate your property and exterminate your entire family..."

As he spoke, he held up the imperial edict high, and his cold eyes swept over all the Yang family soldiers present, his voice as sharp as a knife:

"Everyone listen! The imperial decree is here, anyone who dares to oppose it will be killed without mercy!"

The faces of Yang's personal soldiers changed slightly, and none of them took a step back with their weapons in hand.

There were muffled footsteps coming from behind the red-painted gate, and the vague figures of Yang family soldiers were swaying, and the situation was about to break out.

Yang Jinhua sneered and drew the long sword from his waist. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sword edge shone coldly like autumn water.

She had a resolute look in her eyes, and she had a plan in her mind - even if blood was splattered three feet away, she would never let Tu Wenji set foot into Tianbo Mansion, and she would never let the Yang family's reputation of several decades be destroyed.

She adjusted her steps slightly, her body shaped like a bow, and the sword energy rose faintly.

Just when everyone held their breath and the sword intent was about to explode -

"Squeak-"

In the dim light of morning, a dignified and majestic figure appeared behind the door.

Mu Guiying!
Marshal Mu, dressed in a light blue robe, walked out slowly. Her face was slightly pale, but her expression was stern, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she exuded an oppressive aura that made her look intimidating without even being angry.

Although she was not wearing armor or holding a sword, her aura of both strength and softness made people feel awe.

Following closely behind her was the slender Yang Paifeng.

She held a fire stick in her hand, her expression silent, but there was a hint of anger burning in her eyes, like a tiger ready to attack at any time.

Mu Guiying stood still, her eyes like cold stars swept over Tu Wenji and the group of imperial guards behind him who were staring at her with eager eyes, her tone was calm but with a hint of unquestionable power: "General Manager Tu, there is no need to make such a big fuss, I will go with you to see the emperor, and I will bear the consequences if you want to kill me or chop me up."

The only person that Tu Wenji feared was this top expert on the Earthly Fiends List, the fifth level incense god. Seeing Mu Guiying surrender, he was so proud that he smiled and put away the imperial edict:
"Haha, that's right, Marshal Mu is indeed a man who knows the big picture."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and called his men, "Come here, tie him up and bring him back to the palace!"

"Order!"

The palace guards were as fierce as wolves and tigers. Several of them immediately walked out from the back, each holding a steel chain as thick as a child's arm that was shining with cold light, and walked towards Mu Guiying.

"mother!"

Yang Jinhua took a step forward and grabbed Mu Guiying's sleeve, her eyes revealing unconcealable grief and anxiety.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was trembling:
"Mom, you can't go! This is clearly a trap set by Master Pang. If you go..."

Mu Guiying gently raised her hand and pressed the back of her daughter's hand, her expression remaining calm.

She turned her head, her eyes revealing a firmness that would not tolerate rejection:
"Jinhua, listen to your mother and take good care of the family. Your brother Wenguang is gone, and now you are the backbone of the Yang family. The future of the Yang family depends on you and your sister."

As she spoke, Mu Guiying turned her gaze to Yang Paifeng standing beside her, her eyes revealing deep entrustment and trust.

She didn't say much, but her heavy gaze had already handed all the responsibilities to the deputy general girl who had always followed her.

Yang Paifeng was silent for a moment, and ultimately did not speak. His right hand, which was tightly gripping the fire poker, had veins bulging, but he slowly loosened his grip.

She lowered her head and stood silently. Although she was full of anger, she had already accepted Mu Guiying's decision.

Mu Guiying took a deep breath and her gaze returned to the palace guards who were walking towards her with steel cables.

Her eyes were as cold as a knife in the cold winter, with a piercing chill:
"I can walk on my own. Get out of my way."

Before she finished speaking, an invisible pressure spread from her body, pressing down on the guards like a mountain. Before the masters of the imperial palace could get close, they were forced to retreat three steps by the pressure, with cold sweat oozing from their foreheads and their faces pale.

Mu Guiying sighed, closed her eyes, and felt mixed emotions.

She knew that this trip to the palace would put her life or death in doubt.

This time, he spoke for Bao Zheng on behalf of Tianbo Mansion and greatly offended Grand Tutor Pang. The imperial decree would definitely be a plan to kill the Yang family.

But she couldn't understand why the Emperor of Song Dynasty, who had always been known for his benevolence, would suddenly become like this?
Since he took power, Emperor Renzong has been known for his generosity and kindness, his loyal and righteous policies, and his dedication to governing the country. How could he become so violent and unpredictable in just a few months?
What is even more puzzling to everyone is why the emperor would go against his usual behavior and support a powerful minister like Pang Tai Shi who is bringing disaster to the country, thus breaking the balance in the court that had been maintained with great difficulty.

The Yang family only made a few protests, but were severely suppressed. Now they have completely fallen out with each other and have been reduced to the point of having their property confiscated and their entire family exterminated.

Now, she has no way out.

In Tianbo Mansion, there are Lady She, the eighth and ninth sisters, and other elderly people, as well as Yang Wenguang and Yang Jinhua. She can't let the situation get to the point of destruction and ruin the Yang family's decades-long foundation. If that happens, how can she face her husband Yang Zongbao who sacrificed his life for the country?

The only solution now is to sacrifice oneself in exchange for the temporary peace of the Yang family, to protect the foundation and wait for the day of comeback.

As long as Yang Wenguang can make more military achievements on the battlefield, the Yang family may have a chance to regain its glory in the future.

How many ups and downs has the Yang family experienced over the past few decades? As long as the inheritance continues, there will always be a day when it will see the light of day again.

"Let's go!"

Mu Guiying let out a deep breath and opened her eyes again, only to see an incredible scene before her.

On the long street, amid the crowds of people, a mysterious figure was slowly walking down the street.

The young man walked calmly and peacefully, without any ostentation or deliberate movements, but everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to him.

He seemed to be the only focus between heaven and earth. The innate sense of oppression could not be ignored. Even the sun, moon and stars seemed to dim at this moment.

Mu Guiying narrowed her eyes slightly, and a wave of emotion suddenly rose in her heart:
"Why did he suddenly come back at this time?"

As soon as the thought came to her mind, she quickly looked away and stopped looking.

Now that Tianbo Mansion is in trouble, there is no need to drag this little guy into it. It will be better for everyone if they pretend not to know each other.

However, the young man in black robe had no intention of taking a detour. He walked steadily to the gate of Tianbo Mansion. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he blocked the way of Tu Wenzhi and his group.

Tu Wenzhi's smile froze instantly.

As the chief eunuch of the imperial court, he holds a high position and is a master of the fourth realm. Who would dare to be so rude?

His cold eyes swept over the black-robed youth, and his tone was chilling:
"Stop! Who dares to block our way?"

The young man in black robe did not answer, but just raised his eyelids lightly, his eyes deep and calm, as if this menacing eunuch was not worth mentioning at all.

"Humph!"

Tu Wenji sneered, raised his finger and pointed at the other party, then looked at the guards behind him and ordered:

"They are most likely Yang's followers. Take them all away!"

As the order came down, several masters from the palace immediately walked out from the crowd. The flashing steel knives reflected the cold murderous intent in the sunlight, and they approached the young man in black robe directly.

When Mu Guiying saw this scene, her heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help but shouted:
"Stop, he has nothing to do with Tianbo Mansion, Tu Wenji, don't go too far!"

Tu Wenji glanced at Mu Guiying with a mocking sneer on his face:

"Whether it matters or not, you can tell me..."

However, before he could finish his words, a flash of light appeared in front of his eyes, and a black shadow that covered the sky and the sun was already standing in front of him. Even a master of the fourth realm could not see the speed of the young man in front of him, and he had no idea how the other party approached him.

Immediately afterwards, Tu Wenzhi felt his throat tighten, and a slender hand with distinct joints firmly pinched his throat.

Tu Wenji's eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs bulged, bloodshot eyes spread, and intermittent hoarse sounds came from his throat. He tried to struggle, but found that his body was completely unable to move!

He wanted to open his mouth to scold, but no sound came out. The air was gradually squeezed out of his lungs, and the pain in his chest was like tearing, and the huge pressure made his blood boil as if it was on fire.

A surge of intense fear crept into my heart.

The next moment, the five slender fingers tightened slightly, and Tu Wenzhi's eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

From beginning to end, it was just a blink of an eye...

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(End of this chapter)