"Jia!"
"Jia!"
"Jia!"
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The horse galloped wildly.
The knight's red robe was fluttering and his long hair was disheveled. Because he had just experienced the collapse of the small courtyard that made people not know whether to laugh or cry, he looked battered and exhausted.
Today was indeed Song Tinyun's most tragic day. It was a joyous day, but it was turned upside down. The wedding was cancelled, the guests dispersed, and the servants in the residence were killed and injured.
It would be better if they could find the culprit to vent their anger, but what was even more difficult to accept was that, after a murderous search into the cave, other than a pile of waste wood scattered all over the ground, there was not even a shadow of a person found.
Song Tinyun, dressed in a wedding robe, was riding a black horse, with more than a dozen bodyguards rushing toward the city guard barracks.
Although the Song clan was powerful and influential, King Hui was just a 'son emperor' in their eyes. However, as long as they did not blatantly rebel and firmly hold the imperial power that the Chu clan had held for thousands of years in their hands, then they still had to take care of each other's face. There was no way for them to raise a regular army in the residence or in Tiandu.
Besides, the Song clan did not want to be scolded as the Emperor's killer. The title of 'Imperial Library' would allow them to win the respect and support of more scholars, and could also attract more outstanding talents for their own use.
The city guard barracks were located on the west side of Tiandu, side by side with the Flying Feather Army that guarded the imperial palace. It was just that one was on the inside and the other was on the outside, and there was only a thick city wall in between. The two strong forces supervised each other and restrained each other. If there was an incident, the two teams could quickly provide support.
Song Tinyun's Qilin army was stationed in the city guard barracks. Logically speaking, the general commander would not make such a mistake and put his own soldiers in other people's barracks. Wasn't that like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, a little white rabbit jumping into the big bad wolf's mouth?
However, Song Tinyun did not have such worries.
Firstly, although the Qilin army was a regular army of the Empire, but every general was a member of the Song clan, and the officers at all levels were also loyal to the Song clan's core lineage or peripheral clan members. It could be said that the Qilin army was the Song clan's soldiers supported by the state.
Secondly, the Qilin army was powerful and not something that ordinary troops could contend against. If a conflict really broke out, the numerous city guards would not be a match for the Qilin Army.
Thirdly, the City Guard Commander Zhang Siyuan is also a direct descendant of the Song clan. Under the current political situation of West Wind, he presumably would not be willing to be enemies with such a behemoth as the Song clan.
When Song Tinyun rushed to the gate of the city guards' camp, Zhang Siyuan, who had received the news, had already led a team to welcome him.
Originally, Zhang Siyuan was going to attend Song Tinyun's wedding and drink a cup of wine. However, the responsibility of the city guards was very important, and they could not lower their guard at such a crucial moment. After sending people to deliver a generous gift list, he was willing to guard the camp for his superiors. Who wouldn't like such a talent?
Riding on his horse, bearded Zhang Siyuan cupped his hands toward Song Tinyun and said, "Brother Tinyun, it's your big day today, so why did you come to this camp? If there was anything, he could have just given a call. Is there a need for you, the groom, to personally make a trip? "
"Big brother Siyuan, something has happened at home, I need to mobilize the Qilin Army to support — —" As Song Tinyun spoke, he had already galloped towards the Qilin Army camp. The people around him were even more quick-witted, and rushed ahead to order the Qilin Army to assemble urgently.
"What happened?" Zhang Siyuan's face was full of shock. "Her Majesty and the officials are in the Song residence — — who dares to behave atrociously in Tiandu?"
"The evil dragon's accomplice." Song Tinyun gritted his teeth and said, "After this, I must kill him to relieve the hatred in my heart."
"It's that evil dragon again — —" Zhang Siyuan's beard trembled incessantly when he was enraged. "If I, Old Zhang, encounter him, I will definitely chop off his head — — Come, Tinyun, I'll accompany you to the Qilin Army camp. Once we've gathered our troops, we'll go and kill him. If there's anything you need, the thousands of brothers of the city guards will not say a word. "
"Big brother Siyuan, I appreciate your kindness — — but without the Emperor's order, without the tiger seal, the city guards cannot be easily dispatched. You guard the camp with peace of mind. If little brother is in trouble, then please ask big brother to come to the rescue. "
As they were speaking, the two people had already arrived at the Qilin Army camp.
"Song Da, have the Qilin Army brothers been gathered?" Song Tinyun immediately shouted when he saw Song Da, who had rushed over earlier, standing at the entrance of the tent with a strange expression on his face.
"Young master — —" Song Da was a member of the Song clan. He wanted to give a warning, but the sharp blade behind him reminded him that if he was not careful, he would be pierced through.
Song Tinyun had already discovered the abnormality. He abruptly halted his footsteps and shouted, "Who is hiding in the camp?"
Clang — —
Following Song Tinyun's roar, more than ten of his trusted subordinates immediately drew their swords, and even Zhang Siyuan was blocked by them.
Crash — —
The many city guards who followed Zhang Siyuan out to greet Song Tinyun drew out the steel blades at their waists. More and more city guards were gathering over here.
After all, this was the camp of the city guards. If the city guards wanted to do something — — it was actually very easy.
"Zhang Siyuan — —" Song Tinyun did not expect Zhang Siyuan to dare to betray the Song clan and do such a vicious thing. "Do you know what you're doing? Who gave you all the power you have now? Do you know — — what are the consequences waiting for you after today? "
"Brother Tinyun, since you're here, why don't you sit down in the tent?" Zhang Siyuan made an invitation with a fake smile. "Old Zhang naturally knows that doing such a thing is tantamount to cutting myself off from the Song enterprise. With your Song enterprise's monstrous power and vindictive nature, I'm afraid that the only thing waiting for me is death … However, compared to the power you gave me, someone gave me something even more important. So, Brother Tinyun, don't blame Old Zhang for being ruthless. "
"What? Did someone promise you more power? Zhang Siyuan, you should know that without the Song clan's nod, even if it's His Majesty — — what he said is just empty words. Do you really think … — — that after today, you still have the life to sit on that chair? "
"It's not power." Zhang Siyuan shook his head and said, "If it's power, I think a general of the city guards is too high. Compared with my old brothers, Old Zhang doesn't deserve it. "
Song Tinyun's face changed greatly, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Zhang Siyuan, are you still thinking about that group of rebels? They excluded you in every possible way. It was our Song clan who promoted you from a general of the city guards to the commander of the city guards … Are you … — — acting? "
"Yes. They're all acting. "Zhang Siyuan shook his head gently," Brother Tinyun, why don't you understand? When did Marquess really treat meritorious people unfairly? Meritorious deeds must be rewarded, and mistakes must be punished. This is Marquess's way of managing the army. If Siyuan is really talented, how can Marquess suppress him so much? "
"You …"
"Brother Tinyun, please, there's an old friend inside who wants to meet you — —" Zhang Siyuan once again made an inviting gesture.
Song Tinyun's face was deathly pale, his eyes as sharp as a knife, his right hand tightly clasping the sword at his waist, hesitated again and again, and finally accepted Zhang Siyuan's request, striding toward the Qilin army's tent.
"I'd like to see — — which old friend wants to meet me."
"Hahaha — — I certainly won't let brother Tinyun down — —" Zhang Siyuan burst into a hearty laughter, waved his hand, and ordered the many city guards around him to disperse and surround the tent. Only he followed Song Tinyun into the tent.
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You flatter me, no one is a fool.
Li Muyang had sneaked back to Tiandu, disguised himself and hid behind the scenes to stir up a storm in Tiandu. He borrowed Song Gudu's hand to kill Song Yu, used the Yu garden case to slander Gu Qinglin, let the Gongshu clan lead the newly developed centipede to the Song mansion to disrupt the wedding, and even reached an agreement with Chu Ning to poison Song Chenxi — —
Everything was in preparation for him to kill Song Tinyun. In order to strike a fatal blow at the last moment.
However, was Song Gudu a stupid and incompetent person?
He watched the chaos in Tiandu with cold eyes. Did he really not know what was going on? Did he really not understand the true intention of Li Muyang?
Li Muyang pressed on step by step, and as he wished, he personally killed Song Yu.
Li Muyang blackened Gu Qinglin, stirred up conflict, and he persuaded Gu Qinglin to temporarily endure, and used him as bait to lure Li Muyang to attack him again — —
Li Muyang sent over one head after another, but he just brushed it off with a smile and ordered people to dispose of the heads.
The Eye of the Starry Sky, the immortal of the Empire, really had no power to fight back in the face of Li Muyang's series of attacks?
That's not it!
He had been waiting, waiting for the arrival of Li Muyang. She was waiting for him to truly stand in front of her again, just like that winter when he came to visit her.
He and Li Muyang had the same idea. Li Muyang knew that only by killing the strongest person of the Song clan, Song Gudu, could he really bring down the Song clan.
And Song Gudu's idea was — — to kill Li Muyang, and everything would be over. The other little people were not worth mentioning at all, and did not need him to personally take action.
Li Muyang had finally come!
And Song Gudu had also prepared such a surprise for Li Muyang.
Ximen Zhuzhe looked at Li Muyang, saying aloud, "Then please take my nameless sword."
As Ximen Zhuzhe spoke, his raised middle finger pointed at the direction of Li Muyang.
There was no gust of wind, no strength.
It was like a child playing house.
However, where Li Muyang was standing, there was a huge crack that was constantly spreading outwards.
Che — —
Like a knife cutting through tofu, the old house and the small courtyard outside were cut in half by his finger.
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