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Wu Daoya also admired him in his heart and praised: "Brother Wenhe is as wise as the sea, but he is not as good as someone else."
Several major conspirators under his command all agreed. After hearing this, Liu Hao put his palms in his hands and smiled and said: "Leave this matter to Wen He."
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Yu Wenzhuo has been very proud of himself recently.
When the city of Chang'an was broken, he decisively mobilized the Yuwen Clan's dead soldiers to kill the Western Wei emperor. Then he decisively coerced all the officials of the Western Wei Dynasty and presented the city to surrender. On the same day, he was granted the title of Marquis of the Kingdom of Lu by the Holy Emperor of the Han Dynasty.
The Han Dynasty had no king, so as a prince of the Han Dynasty, he was directly among the most prominent and powerful officials in the Han Dynasty.
Although this man is despised by the world, everyone has to admit that he is indeed a roly-poly in the political arena.
Once it dies, it rises again.
Ups and downs, always standing above the court.
late at night.
The bright moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the world was pitch black.
Inside Yuwen Mansion, the lights were brightly lit.
In the banquet hall, there was singing and dancing, and someone raised a glass and said with a smile: "The Marquis of the Kingdom of Lu has experienced three dynasties and knows the principles of government. I would like to have a toast to the old Marquis!"
Someone else flattered him and said, "I think back then, when a certain person was an official together with the Marquis of the Kingdom of Lu, he was regarded as a dynasty prince, while a certain person was just a lowly official of the first or fifth grade. I really respect him!"
"We were all colleagues in the past. I hope you will support me more in the future..."
After a meal of flattery, Yu Wenzhuo was photographed holding his beard, squinting and smiling.
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Although the old fox was very scheming, the pleasure his current energy status brought to him made him feel light-hearted.
In Chang'an City, the Yuwen Clan had a profound foundation. So what if the Han Sage Emperor attacked Wushuang and dominated the world? In the end, it was not because of his dedication to the city that the world was established? Wasn't it that the Yuwen Clan was promised a lifetime of glory and nobility?
The prince of a country is hereditary?
After drinking for three rounds, someone said: "Speaking of which, the current Holy Emperor is really a kind and benevolent king. After destroying the city and destroying the country, he did not uproot the Yuan family. Instead, he buried several old kings who died in the battle, and even several princes.
No disposal.”
"I heard that Princess Yuan Chun, the most beautiful woman in the Western Wei Dynasty in the past, was deeply favored by His Majesty the Holy Emperor. She may have been favored by others, so she was favored..."
Everyone in the hall was talking about what happened recently.
Yu Wenzhuo suddenly frowned, squinted his old eyes, and said: "Your Majesty is a powerful man, but this action is too benevolent for a woman. If you don't kill all the Yuan clan, if there is chaos in the future, how can you deal with it? No, I have to go tomorrow morning
Proposal from the palace!"
The old fox was in a deep state, and when he thought of killing Emperor Wei, he wanted to eliminate the root cause.
"The old Marquis thinks far ahead. A country with an old man is like a treasure!"
“One more toast to the Marquis of the Kingdom!”
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Pushing the cup and changing the cup, it was the third watch before I knew it.
After the guests dispersed, Yu Wenzhuo was old and lacked energy. He felt a little tired. He rubbed his forehead and wrinkled it like tree bark.
Yu Wenzhuo's younger brother Yu Wenxi held the sobering tea in both hands and offered it respectfully, saying: "Brother, rinse your mouth."
Yu Wenzhuo asked: "Has the Yuan family moved out of the palace?"
Yu Wenxi was slightly stunned, and then said: "The Holy Emperor has entered the palace, and the Yuan family has already moved out of the palace..."
"good!"
Yu Wenzhuo nodded, his eyes flashing, and said: "On the fifth day of the lunar month, His Majesty inspected the school grounds and inspected the three armies. You go and arrange a few people to bring the Yuan clan's tokens and do it along the street... Hehe!"
That stern smile at the end was creepy.
We have been brothers for decades, so it goes without saying that Yu Wenxi is Yu Wenzhuo's right-hand man, and he often does such dirty things. He immediately bowed his head and said in respect: "Eldest brother is as wise as the sea. He can get rid of serious troubles with one plan. I admire you!"
Yu Wenzhuo said proudly: "I'm afraid I don't know that even though the spy paper has been abolished in name, it has actually become a private weapon of the Yuwen Clan, right? Haha!"
As they talked, the two brothers laughed happily together.
At the same time, the silence was broken by a burst of light and neat footsteps.
"who!?"
Yuwen clan raised countless dead soldiers, and immediately noticed something unusual. A man who looked like a commander shouted loudly.
In the dark night, a person smiled coldly and said: "Kill your people!"
As soon as the words fell, a blood flower bloomed silently in the night.
"Kill them all!"
A cry full of hatred penetrated the long night, and the spacious mansion of Yuwen Clan was filled with the sounds of killing.
In the chaos, someone recognized the leader of the intruder and screamed, "You are the Thirteenth Prince...Yuan Song!"
Yuan Song's long curly hair danced, and he looked like a madman. He shouted sternly: "It's so and so. Today, you, Yuwen, are full of thieves. I want to take revenge! Kill!"
kill!
kill!
kill!
With an order, the dead soldiers following him, like tigers and wolves, rushed into the Yuwen clan and started killing wildly.
The Yuwen clan itself also has dead soldiers. When attacked, they immediately come out to fight. However, compared with the people brought by Yuan Song, they are obviously no match. These dead soldiers are powerful and have excellent light skills. They can come and go freely, and their attacks are not clean.
It didn't take long for Yuwen Clan to be killed and his corpses littered the field.
Yuwen Xi was shocked and angry. He pointed his finger at Yuan Song and shouted in a trembling voice: "You...you are so brave. You dare to break into Yuwen clan's private house at night. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!?
"
The Yuwen Clan was favored by the Holy Spirit, and its status was rising rapidly. No matter how cunning and cunning Yuwen Zhuo was, he never thought that Yuan Song would dare to bring dead soldiers to slaughter the Yuwen family at this time.
"Thirteenth Prince, the world is no longer ruled by Wei Dynasty. Don't be too ruthless in doing things, and consider the consequences carefully..."
Yu Wenzhuo narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister voice.
A slightly mocking smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Song's mouth. He pointed his sword at Yu Wenzhuo and shouted: "When you killed my father, did you think of today!? Kill him!"
A figure moved through the dark night like an unclean thing. The sword light flashed past and immediately cut Yuwen Xi in front of him into two pieces.
"Protect the head of the family!"
"Protect Master!"
Amidst the shouts of the dead soldiers of the Yuwen Clan, a sword reappeared like a meteor, and the sword light spread out like waves. The dead soldiers surrounding Yuwen Zhuo suddenly fell down in a circle.
"Yuan Song...where did he come from such a master!?"
Yu Wenzhuo broke out in a cold sweat and felt a chill in his heart.
Looking again, the swordsman in black clothes was somewhat similar to the person I saw before the emperor one day...
There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his mind, and Yu Wenzhuo shouted out loud: "Cao...Cao Shaoqin!"
"Good journey!"
The man in black paused slightly, and a cold and sharp sword energy robbed Yu Wenzhuo of his last chance of survival.
Yu Wenzhuo was like a ten thousand-foot cliff, kicked off into the air.
What holy family is prospering, what glory is in the sky, everything is in vain!
"I hate it!!"
Yu Wenzhuo lost his breath and fell to the ground suddenly.
At this last moment, all I could think of was Liu Hao's cold, murderous glance that day...
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