Early the next morning, Zhao Jia learned from Luo Wang what happened last night.
Regarding intelligence work, Luowang has always been serious.
Zhao Jia looked at the paper recording the information in his hand. There were not many words on it. It roughly told what happened last night. The cause was the conflict between Qi Jue Tang and the Poisonous Scorpion Sect. Later, Qi Jue Tang was captured due to the poisonous scorpion sect's design.
Tang Qi, the leader of the hall, led Wei Zhuang out, and the other party directly slaughtered the entire Poison Scorpion Sect, and then burned it to ashes with a fire.
Kerosene was even used during the process.
"A dragon who kills people and sets fire is worthy of being a descendant of Guigu."
Zhao Jia had a smile in his eyes, whispered to himself, and then put down the secret letter.
But just as he put it down, a delicate jade hand came over from the side, took the secret letter, and read it with relish. After a moment, Yan Lingji's smart and dreamy eyes looked at Zhao Jia
, raised his hand and shook the secret message slightly, and asked curiously: "Is there a fire last night?"
"Well, the incident was very big and many people died. It is expected that the Korean court will be lively today."
Zhao Jia nodded and responded.
Jing Salamander handed the freshly brewed tea to Zhao Jia, his cold eyes were demure and gentle, and his voice was soft: "Young Master."
Zhao Jia took the tea and lowered his head to taste it carefully. In fact, he was more concerned about another thing than what happened last night.
The bloody Hou Bai also returned last night!
There are many ruthless characters in South Korea, and the most mysterious and powerful among them is Bai Yifei. Not only did she inherit the title and Snow Clothes Castle of the former Marquis, she also controlled one hundred thousand elites in South Korea.
The total army of South Korea is only about 200,000, and most of them are soldiers who defend the city. They are not strong in combat power, and there are even fewer troops that can compete with other countries. The army controlled by Bai Yifei is undoubtedly the one that South Korea can fight.
That army.
According to the original evaluation of it.
Because of his family's martial arts, this man has an arrogant and eccentric personality, is cruel and bloodthirsty, and treats civilians with indifference. However, as a general, he does not lack calmness and strategy.
He is an extremely difficult character.
In the original plot, if Gai Nie had not ventured back to rescue, the entire Zilanxuan would have been slaughtered by him, including Wei Zhuang, Tianze and others.
‘It’s not easy to mess with. Once this guy gets anxious, he will definitely overturn the table’
Zhao Jia shook the tea cup in his hand, thinking about how he should contact Bai Yifei. At the same time, he also had a headache. With Bai Yifei's return, he seemed to have less time to contact Mrs. Mingzhu. Bai Yifei was the expression of Mrs. Mingzhu.
Brother, in the past, he often went to Madam Mingzhu's Baixiang Palace to 'pick up goods', which undoubtedly added a lot of risks to him.
He still has some confidence in dealing with Mrs. Mingzhu.
But Zhao Jia had no interest in going one-on-one with Xueyi Hou, who was comparable to a sky-level killer. After all, the risk was too great and the return was too low.
"Young master seems not to be interested in this matter?"
Yan Lingji folded her arms in front of her chest, leaned forward, looked at Zhao Jia who was drinking tea, and opened her mouth to explore.
"It has nothing to do with us, so why should we be interested?"
Zhao Jia raised his head, glanced at Yan Lingji, and said calmly.
Yan Lingji's smart eyes moved, and she said with a smile: "But haven't you been in and out of Zilanxuan frequently recently? It stands to reason that you should have a good relationship with them."
Her voice is soft and ethereal, with a hint of charm that is hard to refuse.
"Does having a good relationship mean that I have to keep an eye on other people's private affairs? If so, do I also have to send someone to keep an eye on Wushuanggui and the others?"
Zhao Jia put down the teacup, looked at the restless fairy in front of him, and asked calmly.
"If the Young Master wants to do this, it's not impossible. We have already surrendered to the Young Master and will definitely not betray him... The same goes for the slave family. We only pretend to be the Young Master in our hearts~"
Yan Lingji's fingers gently slid across the back of Zhao Jia's hand, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she gave him an electric wink that made people's hearts flutter.
Zhao Jia smiled and said softly: "Just don't forget your agreement."
There was a pause.
He continued: "As expected, your former master Tianze will be released."
After speaking, he looked at Yan Lingji meaningfully.
"?!"
Yan Lingji was stunned when she heard this, and immediately stood up suddenly. Her lazy eyes instantly became alert, staring at Zhao Jia, as if to determine whether Zhao Jia was lying.
Zhao Jia gave him a reassurance: "If nothing unexpected happens, it will take as little as two or three days and as long as half a month."
He has not done much in recent times. On the one hand, he is waiting for the great commander, and on the other hand, he is trying not to ruin the dispute between Ye Mu and Han Fei. He needs Bai Yifei to release Tianze, who is Bai Yifei's keeper.
The obedient hunting dog is also a chess piece that Zhao Jia attaches great importance to.
The other party is related to whether Yan Lingji and her group can be used by him.
Yan Lingji pursed her lips and stared at Zhao Jia with her beautiful eyes. After a moment, she smiled beautifully: "Young master, please don't lie to me~"
"If everything goes well."
Zhao Jia applied a patch and was afraid of anything unexpected. If there was something wrong with Bai Yifei's brain circuit, then he would have to find another way.
Yan Lingji's smile suddenly froze. She looked at the unparalleled handsome Master Zhao in front of her and said fiercely: "Master, please don't deceive me, otherwise I will bite you!"
While speaking, she pretended to be fierce and made a paw-holding gesture towards Zhao Jia.
I didn't notice the ferocity, but felt a different kind of playfulness.
All I can say is that she is indeed a lovely and sweet Yan Lingji.
Zhao Jia smiled, how could he be afraid of Yan Lingji's threat? As for the other party's good bite, not only was he not angry, but he was looking forward to it.
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The General's Mansion.
Ji Wuye, who had just gone to court, kicked over the table in front of him, with a ferocious look on his face, and said coldly: "Weizhuang... these damn guys, it seems that this general has been too gentle in recent times.
, making them really think that this general is easy to bully!"
In today's court meeting, Ji Wuye was naturally impeached as expected, and was subsequently scolded and reprimanded by Han Wangan, which undoubtedly made Ji Wuye's mood even more violent.
It even gave him the urge to turn over the table.
If he ignored them, it would not be difficult to crush Wei Zhuang and others to death. It would just be more troublesome to wipe the butt afterwards, which was far less convenient than assassinating them secretly.
After all, some things are only suitable for doing in secret. Once brought to the surface, both parties will be embarrassed.
"Don't you think this is a good thing, General?"
A silver-haired man in red clothes was standing at the window. His back was to Ji Wuye, his voice was soft and cold, but there was a hint of cat-and-mouse banter in his tone.
"A good thing? I didn't feel it, General. What does the Marquis mean by this?"
Ji Wuye frowned and said in a somewhat impatient tone.
Bai Yifei turned slightly sideways, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes, his expression was slightly strange, and he said slowly: "It has been a long time since anyone in South Korea has challenged our authority. Time has made them forget the fear they once had. It is time to let these self-righteous people
People, wake up, who is the master of Xinzheng!"
His eyes were cold, but there was an unspeakable domineering tone in his tone.