One Thousand Six Hundred and Thirty-Four: Receive Nansheng, Kill Anxi (46)

How Jiang Pengji reflects will not be shown for the time being, but the Nan Sect in Fenzhou is like ants on a steamer, scalding their feet in anxiety.

They have devoted countless efforts to this assassination, and they have made every arrangement properly, trying their best to be foolproof.

Only succeed, not fail!

"Speaking of which, but Liu Xi's martial arts are strong, and I heard that there are miracles to bless those dead men, I don't know if they can succeed."

Patriarch Nan was full of confidence, but Patriarch Nan's younger brother didn't think so, instead he was worried for several days.

From making the plan to today's action, his heart was always hanging in the air, and the ominous premonition became stronger day by day.

"Giving up the ambition of others and destroying her prestige, even if Liu Xi has three heads and six arms, she can still survive the ambushes of more than a hundred dead men? What kind of miraculous blessing is it that Liu Xi himself released lies to confuse the public. This kind of nonsense , you actually believe it? I don’t know what to say!”

Patriarch Nan couldn't understand his younger brother's cowardice, and he didn't like the other party's unlucky guesses.

He planned to ambush Jiang Pengji, and he took a huge risk. If he was not careful, he and his family would be smashed to pieces.

Even if it didn't appear on the surface, there was a huge backlog of pressure that could not be described in words, and it was overwhelming.

My younger brother didn't know how to share his worries and labors for him, but instead stood aside and cheered for the enemy.

"Brother, I didn't mean that..."

The elder brother, who is nearly fifty years old, stared at Hu Yan, and asked sharply, "That's not what you mean, then what do you mean?"

The younger brother was left speechless by the question. He knew that his elder brother would not listen to what he said, so he could only wait for the news with him.

More than a hundred dead soldiers have been sent out. It is too late to say anything.

For the hundreds of years of inheritance of the Nan Clan in Fenzhou, he can only silently pray for the success of the ambush by the dead. As long as Jiang Pengji dies, the forces gathered because of her will fall apart, and the foreign troubles will be easily resolved. In this way, not only the Nan clan can avenge their hatred, but also take advantage of the chaos to rise.

The hatred between Jiang Pengji and the Nansheng gentry was not so great.

In the past, there was the hatred of digging graves and disturbing the ancestors, and later, there was the hatred of confiscating family property and plundering tenants of fertile land.

Losing money is nothing, and you can earn it back in the future, but not the loss of face and status.

The Nan family in Fenzhou is also a famous family for hundreds of years, how can they endure a grass-roots team peeing shit on their heads?

What Hejian Liu family?

It's just a small family with no reputation and no background. It really puts gold on its face, and dares to call itself a gentry.

When Jiang Pengji entered Nansheng, everything she did made the Nansheng nobles hate it from the bottom of their hearts!

This is not a nobleman, it is clearly a shameless bandit! Taking the loss of the Nan family in Fenzhou as an example, Jiang Pengji not only sent people to dig up a large number of gold and silver artifacts buried with their ancestral graves and deprive them of their accumulated wealth, but also took away their thousands of fertile fields by force.

Even these fertile lands were obtained by the Nan clan by means of various means from the common people.

However, if something is in their pocket, it is theirs, and if Jiang Pengji snatches it from them, then it is a bandit!

Staying under the eyes of such princes to discuss life, one can imagine the future in the future.

It is better to act first, and then to suffer disaster. The Nan family, whose fundamental interests were touched by Jiang Pengji, finally took the risk.

"Report—Elder Master, Second Master, there is news!"

The Nan brothers waited anxiously for the news. They waited from dusk until the moon was in the sky, and finally received the information secretly delivered by the steward.

"Liu Xi is dead?"

The butler calmed down his shortness of breath, and said excitedly, "Liu Xi has caught a cold, and he is seriously ill, so he doesn't see outsiders."

"Fengchi?" Patriarch Nan's lips curled into a sneer, "Is it true that I am suffering from windchill at this time, or is it trying to cover it up?"

If you don't get sick early, you don't get sick later, but you get sick after the dead man did it, it's a fool to believe it.

"By the way, did the dead come back?"

He was not overwhelmed by the surprise, and instead asked about the whereabouts of the dead man. If the dead man also said that Jiang Pengji was dead, then he really died.

"I haven't returned yet." The steward lowered his voice suddenly,

"However, the matter is mostly done."

Patriarch Nan asked, "What do you know?"

The butler whispered in his ear, and analyzed, "According to reports, Yang Tao and his guards stayed outside for a long time before returning, with a hasty and dignified look on their faces. I think it's probably because Liu Xi entrusted him to go out hunting without anyone with him. Being ambushed by dead men... The dead men in the house are all elites, but Yang Tao and the others cannot be underestimated. For the sake of safety, it is normal for the dead men not to report back immediately."

The most powerful prince in the world was assassinated, and the news would definitely shake the entire Kyushu.

For the sake of his own life, Yang Tao couldn't let go of the ambushes, so he would search all over the mountains and plains.

For the safety of the Nan family, the dead soldiers always have to throw off the pursuers, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

"This matter should not be publicized. Send someone to investigate again."

On the second day, there was still no sign of Jiang Pengji, as if the prince who skipped work for three to five hours a day had disappeared from the world.

Not only did Jiang Pengji disappear from the world, but the reactions of Yang Si and several important officials were also very strange, as if a storm was about to come.

With all the details in front of him, the patriarch of the Nan clan completely believed that Jiang Pengji was dead.

"Once Liu Xi dies, what's the use of Yang Si and others blocking the news?" The patriarch of Nansheng sneered harshly, "Liu Xi has no children under his knees, an old and extinct woman, Yang Si and the others have no one to support the new master." Object. There are hidden dangers inside, and security outside..."

With a cold snort, he seemed to have guessed that Jiang Pengji's death would not be able to cover up, and the power under the tent fell apart.

The Nan family did not pin their hopes on An Xing... The previous cooperation proved that An Xing is also a swindler, and it is better to ask oneself than to ask others... Rather than betting heavily on unreliable people, it is better to start a rebellion by yourself. The Nan family secretly contacted several well-connected families, secretly planning, and at the same time sent people to quietly spread rumors that Jiang Pengji might have died, so as to shake the morale of Yang Si and others...

As a result, similar rumors quietly emerged in teahouses and restaurants.

Shui Jun didn't just say that Jiang Pengji was dead when he came up, but put on the disguise of a passer-by, and asked her where she had been wandering recently with a smile.

I haven't seen anyone for so long, could something happen?

The other sailors took the opportunity to take over the topic and slowly took the rhythm, but after two or three days of fermentation, the rumors began to take shape.

Seeing this situation, Yang Si smiled and teased Wei Ci.

"Zixiao has met an opponent."

Wei Ci said, "There is no proof, no evidence, and the means are clumsy."

Yang Si was speechless.

As expected of Wei Zixiao, the head coach of the Navy, he speaks domineeringly!

"Leave it alone?"

Wei Ci said, "This kind of rumor, as long as the lord shows up in front of others, it will be self-defeating, so don't pay attention to it."

Yang Si rubbed his chin and said, "Nan's attack without evidence, they are not afraid of a game?"

"The dog jumped the wall in a hurry." Wei Ci said, "Whether it's a game or not, the Nan family is determined to send people to ambush, there is no room for change."

If Wei Ci had done such a daring thing, he would also be afraid of having long nights and dreams.

Nan's choice is normal.

Wei Ci was right to leave the rumors to Wei Ci, and Yang Si didn't care too much, he was even more curious about the changes of the lord in the past two days.

He asked abruptly, "Is there something wrong with my lord?"

"What's wrong?" Wei Ci asked.

Yang Si pointed to his head, and said solemnly, "Nothing is right! It's like a different person! My lord has been working diligently in recent days, I dare not do it in my dreams. Zixiao... Tell me, my lord Could it be that she was taken away by mountain spirits?"

Wei Ci: "..."

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