Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 704: Taking the Imperial Envoy

Yang Yuan led thirty-six riders back to Nanzheng City.

At this time, the soldiers guarding the city had been replaced by Pan Hongyue's soldiers.

But Pan Hongyue only wanted to kill Yang Zheng and didn't want to make a big fuss.

Therefore, most of the soldiers who obeyed his orders did not know what he was going to do.

Only those close soldiers and confidants who followed Pan Hongyue to the Marshal's Mansion knew that their general had rebelled against the Grand Marshal.

As for the soldiers guarding the city gate, they even thought that it was their own general who came here to relieve the guard on the orders of the Grand Marshal.

Therefore, they naturally would not stop Yang Yuan from entering the city, nor did they inform him in time.

In the Taiwei Mansion, Pan Hongyue knelt outside the door, listening to the screams, cries for help, desperate curses, and Taiwei Yang's laughter, all mixed together and coming out from inside.

At some point, bright red blood slowly flowed out from under the door.

Soon, the room was silent and there was no movement.

Pan Hongyue took a deep breath and stood up before the blood flowed to his knees.

"Open the door!"

With a creaky sound, the door opened and a strong smell of blood hit me in the face.

Before Pan Hongyue even entered the room, he saw corpses lying all over the place inside the door, leaving him with nowhere to step.

After a moment's silence, he stepped into the limited space between the corpses and slowly walked in.

Originally the room was full of beauties, including Chu Yan and Qin Jiao.

But at this moment, the ground is filled with corpses and there is silence.

In just a moment, Pan Hongyue's combat boots were stained red with blood.

He saw General Yang.

Yang Zheng sat cross-legged on the couch, holding the sword tightly in both hands.

The tip of the sword pierced through his chest and left a sharp edge on his back.

Yang Zheng's pair of tiger eyes were still staring, but there was an ambiguous smile on his lips.

Pan Hongyue stood silently among the pile of corpses for a long time, then struggled to find a gap and walked out.

"Prepare the coffin and bury the general and his concubines."

Pan Hongyue gave the order calmly.

The soldiers seemed to be frightened by the tragic scene in the room. They just accepted the order silently, lowered their heads and retreated without saying a word.

Pan Hongyue took a deep breath and was about to walk out when he saw a soldier running towards him.

He arrived in front of Pan Hongyue and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Commander Pan, the imperial envoy, Doctor Yang, is back!"

Pan Hongyue was stunned. So fast?
Pan Hongyue's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Does he know what happened in the Marshal's Mansion?"

The soldier shook his head and said, "I didn't see the imperial envoy look unusual. He even said that he wanted me to come in and report to the commander."

Pan Hongyue thought for a moment and smiled, "Go and tell him that the imperial envoy is asked to wait for a moment, and the general wants to come out to greet him with great ceremony."

"promise!"

The soldier took the order and turned around and ran away quickly.

Pan Hongyue murmured, "Yang Yuan is back, so Chen Zhuoguang can die too."

He waved over a captain and whispered a few words to him, and the captain took his orders and left.

Pan Hongyue also hurriedly walked out of the courtyard where Yang Zheng lived.

In a courtyard, Shi Han, Liu Ruxi and Zhou Wuyi were sitting in the hall drinking tea silently.

The three of them were "under house arrest" by Pan Hongyue. There were people guarding outside, but they were not tied up.

"Commander Pan!"

There was a greeting outside the door. Shi Han raised his head and saw Pan Hongyue striding in.

Shi Han stood up and said softly, "Xiao Pan!"

In terms of seniority and age, he didn't need to stand up when he saw Pan Hongyue.

But Pan Hongyue is now taking on everything alone for everyone's survival, and he deserves the respect of all his brothers.

Pan Hongyue said in a deep voice: "The commander is dead."

After hearing this, Shi Han, Liu Ruxi and Zhou Wuyi's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed a little.

Pan Hongyue added: "The imperial envoy Yang Yuan has returned and is now in front of the mansion."

Shi Han was surprised: "So fast."

Pan Hongyue said: "I have sent people to ambush on both sides of the ceremonial gate."

Shi Han's expression changed: "You can't kill him!"

He also realized that his tone was too rough, so he quickly softened it and said, "Xiao Pan, Yang Yuan is not only an imperial envoy, but also the lord of Tongchuan Road. If he dies here, no one will be able to protect your family.

Moreover, the emperor is furious. If a thorough investigation is carried out, it is hard to say whether all of us will be exposed, and then all our efforts will be wasted..."

Pan Hongyue smiled and said, "Don't worry, Brother Shi, I won't kill him."

Pan Hongyue poured a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and said, "I will take him into the mansion, then kill Chen Zhuoguang and imprison Yang Yuan."

Pan Hongyue adjusted his armor, moved the knife to a position where it was easier to draw, and strode out.

His voice also faded away with his figure: "You should also take action in advance, escape immediately, mobilize troops, kill me, the traitor to the court, and rescue the imperial envoy Yang Yuan."

……

After hearing the soldier's report, Yang Yuan couldn't help but feel amused.

"Although it is said that courtesy is the best thing, but does the commander always attach so much importance to courtesy?"

The soldier couldn't help but smile awkwardly after hearing Yang Yuan's slightly teasing question.

Yang Yuan didn't expect him to answer, and since Yang Zheng insisted on meeting him, he had no choice but to wait outside the door.

Not long after, the gate of the Taiwei Mansion burst open, and two teams of soldiers stepped out, splitting into two groups in a goose feather shape, and a general in the middle walked out quickly.

"Doctor Yang, I am General Pan Hongyue, and I apologize for being late in welcoming you."

Pan Hongyue came out with a beaming face and repeatedly bowed to Yang Yuan to apologize.

At this moment, Yang Yuan was dressed in casual clothes and looked dusty, obviously having come on horseback.

Yang Yuan recognized him. He had been introduced to Yang Zheng as an important general at a banquet at the Taiwei Mansion.

"General Pan, it's been a long time since we last met. Thank you for coming to greet me."

Yang Yuan also bowed in greeting.

"Hey, where's Secretary Chen?"

Pan Hongyue looked back and didn't see Chen Zhuosheng, so he couldn't help but ask.

Yang Yuan said, "Oh, Yang will go ahead. Secretary Chen is injured. I asked someone to escort him and walk slowly. I estimate that if he goes fast, he will arrive by tomorrow evening."

Pan Hongyue felt a little disappointed, but he quickly put on a smile and said, "Doctor Yang, the general is waiting for you in the second hall. Please come in."

Yang Yuan smiled and nodded, then walked into the gate of the Marshal's Mansion with Pan Hongyue.

His entourage of guards, led by people from the Taiwei Mansion, rode their horses straight to the stables across the courtyard through the side door.

"Doctor Yang, did you get any results from your trip to Dingjun Mountain?"

"The result is out, but the case is really hard to describe in a few words."

Yang Yuan thought of the experiences of Madam Xu, Kou Heiyi, Qiu Pier, Han Jinxun and others, and smiled bitterly:
"I will tell you all about it later after I meet the Grand Marshal. The story is very complicated and I can't explain it in a short while."

As Yang Yuan spoke, he had already arrived at the ceremonial gate.

Suddenly, he stopped. Pan Hongyue's eyes flashed, and he took a step back with a smile and asked, "Doctor Yang? Why don't you leave?"

Yang Yuan slowly turned around and stared at Pan Hongyue: "Why don't you leave, General?"

Yang Yuan's six senses were now extremely sharp. As he approached the ceremonial gate, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

On both sides of the ceremonial gate, many sword and shield warriors and crossbowmen stood against the wall.

It cannot be seen from here, but there are so many people waiting with hostility for the person who walks in through this door. The mental power gathered is almost tangible, and Yang Yuan can sense it.

To say that this feeling is illusory may not be accurate, but Pan Hongyue's "step back" made him think more.

……

In the backyard, Pan Hongyue had just left when Shi Han, Liu Ruxi and Zhou Wuyi "escaped from prison".

They were too lazy to even open the window, so they went straight out of the door, went around to the side wall, climbed over the wall, and hurried to the headquarters camp to gather troops.

In front of the front gate of the Yamen, Yang Yuan looked at Pan Hongyue, his hand on the hilt of his sword: "General Pan, has anything happened in the Taiwei Mansion?"

Pan Hongyue looked at Yang Yuan's appearance and knew that he could no longer lure him into an ambush.

Pan Hongyue shook his head and said with a smile: "As expected of the current number one scholar, his thoughts are so meticulous that I cannot match him."

He asked with a smile: "Where did Pan reveal his flaws?"

Yang Yuan shook his head: "It's just a feeling."

Pan Hongyue raised his eyebrows: "Studying has such benefits? I just don't know if reading can resist swords and spears."

Pan Hongyue drew his sword from its sheath with a clang and shouted, "Come here, arrest Doctor Yang for me."

Yang Yuan said in a deep voice: "Is this your idea or Commandant Yang's?"

Following Pan Hongyue's loud shout, two teams of four teams of officers and soldiers rushed out from the ceremonial gate, and two teams rushed out from the main gate, and they had surrounded him in the center.

Pan Hongyue said with a smile: "General Yang has committed atrocities and has been punished by heaven. Doctor Yang, now it is your turn. Go ahead!"

The officers and soldiers swarmed forward, attacking with swords, spears, shields and halberds.

Yang Yuan was shocked when he heard that Yang Zheng was dead.

Seeing sharp spears and shining steel knives coming towards him, Yang Yuan hurriedly drew his sword to fight.

The two sides fought fiercely, and although the opponent surrounded Yang Yuan, they could not get close to him for a while.

Pan Hongyue praised loudly: "Doctor Yang is very skilled. If he were a military commander, he would be a hero."

Soldiers like Pan Hongyue are all veterans of many battles and are particularly good at cooperation.

Sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, and crossbowmen were originally divided into combined formations and could work together to kill the enemy.

However, Pan Hongyue did not dare to kill Yang Yuan. The damage from the bow and crossbow was too difficult to control, and he could not use it without authorization, so the power would be greatly reduced.

However, their joint efforts to repel the enemy greatly made up for the lack of individual combat power. Yang Yuan wanted to rush to Pan Hongyue and take him hostage, but he was unable to do so.

Yang Yuan leaped forward and just as he dodged the sword techniques of the two sword and shield fighters, two long spears stabbed at his chest while he was in mid-air.

Yang Yuan swung his sword to push away the spear, and just as his toes touched the ground, another sword and shield man and a spearman, one far away and one near, one on the left and one on the right, pounced on him.

These officers and soldiers used swords and shields and spears, combining upper and lower parts, alternating left and right, wielding swords and spears at the same time, and using both long and short weapons. Sometimes they rolled, blocked, grabbed and stabbed, sometimes they fell, chopped, and swung. Their movements were intertwined and integrated, and the coordination was extremely good.

Although Yang Yuan injured several soldiers, the other side had more people and more power, and replacements were immediately sent out, leaving Yang Yuan no chance to catch his breath.

Seeing this, Yang Yuan immediately began to think of backing out.

He still didn't understand what had happened in the Taiwei Mansion, so how could he continue to fight with them? Even if he killed more soldiers, it would be of no use.

Seeing Yang Yuan trying to escape, Pan Hongyue became anxious and shouted, "Shoot, shoot, and keep him."

"Swish, swish, swish..."

With the help of bows and crossbows, Yang Yuan was immediately in a state of panic and seemed overwhelmed.

Yang Yuan fought his way through a bloody path, and just as he leaped over a high wall on one side with a "swallow's three leaps in the water" move, he suddenly felt a pain in his ribs; he was shot in the left rib by a crossbow arrow.

Yang Yuan didn't dare to stay. With a tap of his feet, his figure disappeared outside the high wall.

Those soldiers did not have his light-weight skills. They rushed to the wall, stacked up one after another, and sent the man over the wall. There was no sign of Yang Yuan anymore.

"Raise the beacon fire, close the city gates, and search the entire city."

Pan Hongyue gave the order sternly.

"and many more!"

Pan Hongyue suddenly remembered something. He didn't want to cause chaos in Nanzheng City.

Pan Hongyue hurriedly ordered: "Say there is an assassin who has assassinated the Grand Marshal and Imperial Envoy Doctor Yang. Anyone who dares to hide the murderer and does not report it will be executed along with his entire family!"

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Pan Hongyue's lips.

I said you are the murderer, you are the murderer who wants to kill the imperial envoy Yang Yuan, then who will believe that you are Yang Yuan?

In this way, you won’t be able to use your official status to write anything.

The beacon fire was lit in the Taiwei Mansion, and the people in the entire Nanzheng city were stunned.

It's been nearly ten years since we last saw a war.

Is this going to be another war?

All of a sudden, vendors closed their stalls and merchants hurriedly packed their bags to prepare to flee Nanzheng City immediately.

Ordinary people hid their money and food while crying and screaming.

If there were children playing outside at home, their parents would come out immediately and call for help in the streets and alleys.

Beacon fires suddenly appeared at the gates of the South City, and the officers and soldiers immediately sealed off the city.

The people who were at the city gate, some wanting to enter the city, some wanting to leave the city, were crowded together.

A moment later, cavalrymen rode their horses all over the city and shouted, "The assassin is trying to kill the Grand Marshal and the Imperial Envoy. Close the four gates and search the entire city!"

When the common people and merchants heard that they were here to capture the assassin and not the Jin or Xixia troops, they immediately calmed down.

Yang Yuan was hit by an arrow in the ribs, but the arrow did not hit a vital part. Instead, it went through the ribs at an angle.

However, due to the flying like this, the wound could not be bandaged and the bleeding would not stop.

"That won't work. We need to find a place to hide first."

Yang Yuan was flying over houses and rooftops, and as he was passing by, he suddenly saw a place with red walls and yellow tiles, which was very magnificent.

Yang Yuan's heart moved and he turned around immediately.

Only in such a spacious place would it be easier to hide.

When he rushed closer, Yang Yuan could see clearly that this was a Zen temple.

Yang Yuan jumped in without thinking.

He thought that since this temple was built in the city, it must be very popular, and it would be deserted only in the side halls and backyards.

So Yang Yuan figured out the orientation of the Zen temple and immediately rushed to the back.

"Brush~"

Yang Yuan threw himself into a forest, with water chestnuts all over the ground under his feet.

Walking forward, I suddenly saw a Zen temple with a very tall ginkgo tree planted in the courtyard.

It is late autumn, the trees are full of golden color, and the ground under the trees is golden.

When the autumn wind blows, the sky is covered with golden patches, like dots of golden light.

There is a person in the middle, wearing moon-white clothes, like the ethereal breeze and bright moon, elegant and otherworldly.

She is practicing a set of palm techniques.

The blue sky, yellow trees, red walls and white clothes seem to be one with nature.

PS: I went to the physical examination early in the morning, and I will code again when I come back~
(End of this chapter)