Cang Qiao slowly lowered his eyes, but the sharp arrow in his hand suddenly shot out——
"bass!"
Murderous aura pierced the air, and the harsh "squeaking" sound of broken skulls also sounded.
An arrow pierced the opponent's head.
Blood spattered on the ground, and Qin Yuchen's eyes were stained red with his own blood, and his pupils were dilated.
"Ha...as expected...you..." His expression showed a bit of strange sadness and ridicule, and he slowly exhaled a hoarse breath, and no longer breathed.
At midnight in the summer, in the sweltering heat, the patter of raindrops fell, splashing dust and washing away the blood on the ground.
Lao He appeared from the darkness holding an umbrella. Just now Qiantose Master said that he would personally handle Qin Yuchen's matter and asked everyone to move away.
Cang Qiao handed him the heavy bow and asked calmly: "Have the Jinyi Guards in the three southwestern provinces been dealt with completely?"
Lao He nodded: "That's almost it."
At the same time, he signaled to others to immediately dispose of Qin Yuchen's body.
Qin Yuchen could betray his master, so naturally someone could betray him. Qin Yuchen controlled all the power of Dongchang and Jinyiwei in the three southwestern provinces far more than he imagined.
Cang Qiao nodded lightly: "Well, not a single one of Qin Yuchen and the prince's people will be left behind."
Either you don't do something, or you do it completely, leaving no consequences.
"Yes." Lao He nodded.
He hesitated for a moment and tried to choose a suitable wording: "Master, you don't have to be too sad. People's hearts are fickle. These people... have no eyes and no eyes, and they don't know the body of a true dragon."
Some people only see the glory of Chitose, but fail to see the price he paid.
Cang Qiao chuckled lightly, with cold eyes: "Lao He, you don't have to worry, I still treat people with no suspicion, and don't trust others. I have been in Dongchang for so many years, and I haven't seen anything."
He paused and muttered: "When I was a boy, I read history books. The book said that within twenty years of the founding of the People's Republic of China, he killed all the brothers who conquered the world with him. I used to think that a cunning rabbit would be eaten by a lackey. He was too cruel. Now,
It's not time for me to kill the cunning rabbit and let the lackeys cook me... but I've taken this step first."
Lao He's expression was complicated: "Master, the road to imperial power you are taking has always been one of conspiracy and intrigue accompanied by betrayal and killing."
"So, you don't have to worry. I'm just feeling a little emotional. It's getting late. You go back to Dongchang first. Give me the umbrella. I'm going somewhere else."
Cang Qiao said calmly.
Lao He nodded and didn't give much advice. With the eldest lady of the Ming family here, my condition has become much more stable and she can take good care of my master.
...
In the dark night, Cang Qiao held an umbrella and walked calmly and slowly on the deserted streets where the rain was flowing. His robe and cloak were stained with mud.
He softly hummed a strange and cold ditty: "It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they all end up in ruins like this... All the things in this way end up in ruins."
The originally melodious Kunqu opera was sung to a cold, sharp tune, like a funeral song.
...
Ming Lanruo was in the room, telling stories to Xiao Xi and coaxing the little one to fall asleep.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Ming Lanruo was stunned. Who would knock on the door of her room at this time? Jing Ming, Chun He and the maids below did not respond at all.
She thought for a moment, got up, checked her robe, held the lamp and opened the door.
There was a tall figure standing outside the door. His robe was half wet, and the corners of his robe were stained with mud.
She raised her face, and sure enough, it was him.
Cang Qiao's face was calm and pale, and he smiled: "Ruoruo, it's late today, please take me in for the night." This chapter has been completed!
