Chapter Three Hundred and Fiftieth Chapter Xia's Sorrow
Xia family's house,
It was still windy and snowy outside, but the small courtyard was equally deserted and scary.
At this time, the head of the Xia family did not choose to go to the small courtyard anymore. Instead, he sat in his study. When there were finally some footsteps in front of the door, the head of the Xia family became more energetic and looked towards the door.
The study door was knocked quickly, and a deep voice said, "Master."
The head of the Xia family put his fingers on the table and tapped lightly. The other party then pushed open the door and walked in. It was a middle-aged man. The first thing the man did when he walked into the study was to light a candle.
Bring some light into the study.
But after all, it is weak and can hardly illuminate the entire study.
The head of the Xia family looked at him, but did not ask, appearing very patient.
"As expected by the head of the family, the monk from the Southern Xinjiang Witch Clan failed to kill the young man in black."
The middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, without any fluctuation in his voice.
The head of the Xia family was not surprised. He just glanced at the candle that was just lit, sneered, and then said softly: "Those outside monks practice all day long and act recklessly. Only one person is sent to do this kind of thing."
Take action, do you really think that this god really doesn't have the great monk here?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "At that time, the sword energy was so strong that he should be a swordsman."
Hearing the word "Sword Immortal", the head of the Xia family was silent for a moment and then he had the result. He said meaningfully: "The academy seems to be unknown in these years, but it is not so simple. Is this dean the best among all previous deans?"
Amazing, it's hard to say, but the standard of accepting disciples must be at least the most amazing. Seventy-two disciples, the youngest disciple is so dazzling that people forget about those disciples he accepted in previous years.
They are all amazing and talented people. Didn’t that seemingly ordinary scholar also step into the realm of Wangyou? As for Mr. Wei, there were no mediocre disciples among the dean’s disciples. Now this
The Sword Immortal is one of the disciples he accepted in the early years, Liu Banbi."
The middle-aged man didn't stand tall, so he naturally didn't know many things. At this moment, he just looked at the head of the Xia family with a blank expression.
The head of the Xia family shook his head, unwilling to say more.
The middle-aged man had an excellent sense of proportion. Since the head of the Xia family did not want to talk anymore, he changed the subject and asked: "Patriarch, what should we do now?"
The head of the Xia family remained silent and did not give an immediate answer. In fact, even he was a little unpredictable about the current situation in the divine capital. His Majesty the Emperor's trip to the north caused so many things, but he
It would be fine if he died in the north, but he returned south, and now there is no trace, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. This is what gives him a headache.
He would rather that His Majesty the Emperor of Liang could not come back to the capital city. After all, if he did come back, there would be another bloody storm.
"We have already boarded this ship, and there is no way out. It's just that today I understand a truth, that is, whether His Majesty is in the Divine Capital, it is actually not easy to kill people in the Divine Capital."
The head of the Xia family felt a little emotional. Almost all the hopes of the countless people behind him were on him. At this moment, he even had some doubts about whether his original decision was correct.
The middle-aged man suddenly lowered his voice and said: "If something unexpected happens, the head of the family will gather us to worship at home. Can we bring them..."
The middle-aged man made a gesture with a very clear meaning.
The head of the Xia family frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Although there are not many of them, do you think they are the only ones who know the matter?"
The middle-aged man said softly: "You can kill them first and then lie about it being done by His Majesty. But now, we just can't confirm whether His Majesty can come back."
Hearing this, the head of the Xia family was silent for a long time, and suddenly murmured: "Your Majesty had a bloody battle in Mobei, and suffered an assassination in Xuanling County. After that, Fangwai will definitely be looking for His Majesty's traces. His Majesty wants to come back...
…It’s not that easy…”
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In that small courtyard, monk Fang Wai, who was called Junior Brother Liang, returned to the small courtyard. Looking at the senior brothers in the courtyard, he shook his head and said almost the same words as the middle-aged man before.
The faces of several foreign monks changed slightly, and the leading middle-aged monk sighed softly: "I forgot about this one."
Junior Brother Liang whispered: "Do you want to send a few more people to take action? If it doesn't work, it's okay to ask Senior Uncle Zuo."
The middle-aged monk shook his head and said: "The only one who took action was Liu Jianxian, but after him, Wei Xu was there, and the dean was also there. They were involved, and this matter became even more troublesome. Now, we still have to wait.
That’s something important.”
Junior Brother Liang reminded softly: "Isn't there news from over there that the temple master has personally gone to find the Emperor of Liang? Isn't it possible that he can still succeed?"
The middle-aged monk said calmly: "If a person like Guanzhu takes action, it will naturally be foolproof. However, as the final guarantee, we cannot take it lightly."
In fact, I'm afraid most people in the world would think that once the Emperor of Liang entered the Shendu, everything there would be foolproof. After all, in the Shendu, there were academies and countless masters of the Liang Dynasty. Under the protection of such people, where could he go?
There will be people who want to assassinate the Emperor of Liang, but they just want them to have this idea and give the Emperor of Liang a fatal blow while everyone is relaxed.
For this, they have been waiting in the city of God for a long time.
Junior Brother Liu nodded slightly, but before he spoke, the middle-aged monk said: "When planning such a major event, you must be foolproof..."
Junior Brother Liang nodded slightly and said no more.
The master was invited to do such a thing, and as a second-generation disciple, he had little say.
But at this moment, the middle-aged monk suddenly whispered: "Why is it so cold tonight?"
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Outside two long streets not far from Xia's house.
The guardian envoy in official robes stood on a tall building, and on the street behind him were experts from all walks of life brought from the guardian envoy's mansion and Tianyuyuan. They were all ready at this moment.
At this moment, footsteps sounded behind me, and someone rushed here with a tired look on his face.
The Lord Guardian looked at the Xia family's house in the dark and chuckled softly: "The house with bells and pans of food is the pillar of the dynasty."
The man behind him was also a little emotional, but more of a complaint, "Sir, I am enjoying the wind and snow in the north. I haven't taken a breath when I come back, and now I have to do something again? Besides, what about Zuo Wei's official seal?
But I haven’t gotten it back yet, so I’m still a commoner right now.”
The man who spoke was none other than the former left-back commander Song Lian.