Chapter 232 The master of the palace arrives in person
"Master Gongyang, my master is seriously injured and unconscious now. Take my master with you and we can sneak away quietly."
"no problem!"
"There are also those people in Wen Mansion who sacrificed their lives to save me. I can't just die without saving them."
"Save them all!"
"Master Gongyang, are you really capable? You won't make fun of me, right? These stinky Confucian scholars and bad people, Ji Li is their leader. I heard he is the number one person in the Eight Prefectures."
"trust me"
"Of course I believe you, but we'd better be sneaky. There are so many people in the Confucian Mansion. We don't want to get the two of us in without saving the people who should be saved."
"rest assured"
The space on the side of the Confucian Mansion shattered and opened a portal. The voices of two people talking came from the portal, and then a ram pulling a small car that could only hold one person slowly appeared in front of everyone.
Some green grass is hung in front of the ram, and the boom is held in the hands of the rider.
If a sheep wants to eat grass, it needs to move forward, but as the sheep moves forward, the grass also moves forward, and the sheep will not be able to eat a bite until it dies.
Jiang Yan had slandered in his mind countless times, what kind of dark psychology could invent such a cunning and underhanded driving method.
An old man in red robes drove out of the broken portal in this space with a smile on his face, followed by Jiang Gu who didn't know what was going on.
"Master Gongyang, we must act secretly..."
Old Man Gongyang's strength is a mystery, but Shanhe Xiu who can break Ji Li is definitely a strong one.
Even so, Jiang Yan still emphasized again and again, but things did not seem to be developing in the direction he expected and the direction the old man promised.
When Jiang Yan reappeared, the eyes of the four Confucian doctors of the Five Classics were blazing, and all the focus in the attic of the Eighth Mansion seemed to be on him.
"Old Gongyang...have you not understood what secret means?"
"I know, I just ran away."
"Then what are we doing? Robbery?"
"But I thought about it. As a scribe, especially with my status, it would be too embarrassing to run away."
"The last time you stole wine in a hotel and was chased by a bear's dog, you never thought about whether you would lose face or not."
Old Gongyang glared at Jiang Gu, as if blaming him for exposing his shortcomings in front of so many people.
"I talk so much nonsense every day. As long as I do what I promised you, do you still care what I do? How about you take my seat?"
After scolding Jiang Gu, the old man Gongyang turned his face to everyone in the Confucian Mansion and greeted them warmly.
"Ji Li, long time no see. You look good. You are getting younger and younger as you live. But people from our Wen family came to attend the Ehu Party. Why did it end up like this?"
When the old man Gongyang appeared in a sheep cart, almost everyone present held their breath and did not dare to make any move.
But after seeing his attitude, these people breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that they were not prepared to make the matter a big deal, which was in line with his past style.
"Master Wei, I can explain this matter," Yan Jianyuan said.
"Master Wei?"
When Jiang Yan heard Yan Jianyuan salute and address Mr. Wei, he couldn't help but look at the old man Gongyang.
"Is he calling you?"
"Well... there are only two of us here. If your surname is not Wei, you should be calling me," said the old man Gongyang, stroking his beard.
"You...you...what is your name Wei..." Jiang Yan's tongue was knotted and he kept stumbling when he spoke.
"Didn't you name me Wei Ruanruan just now?"
Jiang Yan's mind went blank. He used to curse people behind their backs, but just now he actually called him a coward in front of Palace Master Wen and called him Wei Ruanruan!
"Didn't you call me Old Man Gongyang?"
"It's you and that little girl who called me a ram when they saw me riding a ram cart every day."
Jiang Yan no longer knows whether he will die in the hands of Ji Li or Wei Changli.
If Wei Changli saves himself now, he shouldn't be doing it to take him back to Qingdu and then strangle himself to death with his own hands, right?
Definitely not. Everyone said that Mr. Wei was magnanimous and treated Wen Fu and Sheng as tenderly as a child.
But such an excuse cannot comfort him at all. The thing he met Kuan Hongdao last time was called the Health Sutra, not Wei Changli!
Yan Jianyuan said a lot, but Wei Changli didn't listen to a word, but brought Jiang Yan to Lu Daoxuan.
With a touch of one hand, an infinite spiritual power protected his body.
"How did my senior brother get injured?" Wei Changli asked.
"The monk pulled the counterattack, but Tan Qianqiu did it!"
Now that he knew the identity of the old man Gongyang was Wei Changli, there was no need to worry in his heart.
Although he had never seen Wei Changli take action, he had long heard from Lu Daoxuan that the Master of Wen Mansion was an unparalleled figure in Yuling Continent who truly stood at the top and overlooked Yunyun.
I had been holding back my anger just now, and now it was time to regain my position. The only thing I was worried about was that Wei Changli was really a prodigal as the people in Qingdu said, so he had to give in and take advantage of Wei Ruanruan's reputation.
But what surprised Jiang Yan was that Wei Changli was not ready to compromise at this moment.
Wei Changli's figure disappeared from the sheep cart out of thin air, and when he appeared the next moment, he was already in front of King Kong Zhi.
"Master Wei..."
Jingang Zhi had a wry smile on his face. He really wanted to help the Confucian government and sell them a good deal just now, but he didn't expect that Wei Changli would come in person. Now he almost regretted it.
Jingangzhi only said these three words, and Wei Changli took action boldly. After reaching out with one hand, Jingangzhi wanted to dodge, but the space outside his body had been completely imprisoned.
The enlightened monk's physical body is extremely powerful, but under Wei Changli's spiritual pressure, even his Buddha's body is unable to resist.
This hand is as big as the sky and has the power to hold up the sun.
Wei Changli's hand grabbed Jingang Zhi's face, pressed his head and smashed through countless walls in Xihe, and finally hit the mountain wall that trapped the Confucian Mansion.
King Kong Zhi is also a super strong man, but in front of Wei Changli, he can't even resist. At this moment, his face is like gold paper and his internal organs are almost broken.
"King Kong Zhi? Can you tell me, who gave you the courage to stand up to Lawen Mansion? Do you really think that if I want to kill you, your Buddha can protect me?"
Every word penetrates the eardrums, resounding in the heart of Vajra Wisdom like a bell.
While Wei Changli was dealing with Jingang Zhi, Chen Daoshu and Feng Erpi, who came on the Suture Flying Monster, were not idle either. The huge Suture Monster surrounded the attic where everyone in Xumi Mansion was.
"I know you are innocent, but there must be a few people around to pay the price for your stupid decision," Feng Erpi said coldly.
"What she means is that Mr. Lu's injury requires several lives to pay for it. Your lives can be measured together with the life of the first painter of Yuling. Thinking about it, I feel happy for you." Chen Daoshu said again.
Additional explanation on the side.
"Of course you can try to resist. The more you resist, the happier I will be. Who makes me a pervert?"
Chen Daoshu licked his lips with his tongue and showed a cruel smile. As long as he gave the order, these people would die in an instant, including Li Kuchan!
Since Mr. Wei used swords and pens, he had only one purpose, which was to kill people.
I have saved a few chapters in the past two days and will start adding more chapters on Tuesday to pay off my debt. I wish you all a happy reading and a happy life.