The man's face darkened and he said, "So what?" Hu Wei waved his left hand and ordered, "Protect the prisoner carriage!" Immediately a group of soldiers rushed out and surrounded the prisoner carriage with their spears ready. Hu Wei waved his right hand at the men and shouted, "Take them down!" Another group of soldiers rushed out from all sides, adopting the tactic of marking people, separating the few men. More than ten people joined forces to fight one man, the few men with two fists were no match for four hands, they were in dire straits and were at a disadvantage, their previous arrogance was completely gone.
After a few moves, the crowd started to discuss. Someone said, "They don't seem to be from the Tianhe Faction … right, they are the Chen family's servants!" "Not bad! But the Chen family has always been honest and warm-hearted, how could they have anything to do with the Demonic Sect? "Chen Xiangxiang, who was in the cage, heard the words' Chen family 'and her body shook violently.
Suddenly an order came from the crowd, "Stand down!" A young man in brocade clothes helped a white-haired old man out from the back and said, "The Master of the Chen family wants to see his daughter. Get out of the way!" They had just taken a few steps when the soldiers guarding the prisoner carriage waved their spears and held them at the height of their necks to block them.
The young man went around the prisoner carriage and walked to Hu Wei. He bowed and said respectfully, "Greetings, officer. I am Cheng Jiahua and this is my uncle's husband, Chen Weishang, Master Chen. My cousin has been missing for many days and my uncle is very worried. He asked around for a long time before he got the news. It can't be wrong! That criminal … Although she looks a little different, she is indeed my cousin … "
Another busybody said, "Are you kidding? That witch is the daughter of the Demonic Sect and Master Chen says she is his daughter. Could it be that he has become the Hierarch of the Demonic Sect? "Hu Wei sneered," Young man, look carefully before you speak. How is that your cousin? "
Cheng Jiahua anxiously said, "There is some misunderstanding in this matter, right now we do not know everything. I am asking Officer Ye to allow commoner to speak a few words with Biaomei, perhaps we can clarify the details …" With a cold laugh Hu Wei said, "This witch is a wanted criminal of the imperial court. Do you think you can casually see her just because you want to? If you insist on being related to her, are you admitting that you are also a member of the Devil Cult? "
Cheng Jiahua's anger flared up. "Preposterous!" How did you guys handle the case and convict him? Accusing innocent people as bandits, such a dog official who confuses right and wrong, I will go to the county government office to sue you! "Hu Wei spread out his hands and said lazily," Go ahead and sue me. But I have to remind you that it was His Majesty the Emperor's imperial edict to execute the witch. How dare you, a small county yamen, defy the Emperor's authority? "
Cheng Jiahua said in his heart, "That's also reasonable. Nowadays, all government officials use their power for personal gain. Even if I could meet an honest and upright official who has the heart to uphold justice for me, it would be impossible for him to change His Majesty's decree." With this thought in mind, his tone softened and he said, "But she is really innocent! Isn't it unreasonable to execute an innocent person? " "There are too many innocent people," Hu Wei said, "When the Qing troops entered the pass and massacred the city for several days, who knows how many innocent people they killed. Isn't that reasonable?"
"Good!" Cheng Jiahua called out, "You say that, so you admit that the Emperor you serve is a tyrant who slaughters people indiscriminately?" Hu Wei's mouth froze. There were too many onlookers in front of them. If these words were to spread to the imperial court, the Emperor would be suspicious. Even if he was not beheaded, he would inevitably be dissatisfied. Then it would be logical for him to plot against the Emperor. On the surface he pretended to be rude and unreasonable, but in his heart he was afraid. He deliberately looked for fault. "You did not obey the order to shave your head," he said.
Cheng Jiahua coldly said, "Such an official forcing the people to rebel, I can't stand it anymore." Hu Wei was eager to change the subject, so he seized on the word 'rebel' and said, "You dare to rebel? This is a serious crime punishable by the execution of nine generations of your family. "
Cheng Jiahua flicked his sleeve angrily and said, "So be it! Don't think that the Chen family is a pushover, we are not easy to bully! If worse comes to worst, we'll fight to the death, let's attack together! "Waving his hand to call his servants, Hu Wei also directed several troops to attack.
Cheng Jiahua was a young master of a rich family. He had practiced some martial arts to defend himself, but he was pampered and could not bear hardships. What he learned was very superficial. When the martial arts masters in his family accompanied him to practice, they were afraid that they would accidentally injure him, so they gave way to him. Therefore, although Cheng Jiahua lacked actual combat experience, he was still proud of himself. Chen Weishang was even worse. He was born in a scholarly family and made his fortune through business. He did not know anything about martial arts, so he was pushed and shoved in the crowd. His situation was worrisome.
Cheng Jiahua was worried that the soldiers would injure his uncle, so he leaped in front of Chen Weishang and helped him block the incoming attacks. His martial arts skills were limited, so he was unable to attend to one thing and lose sight of another. Very soon he was stretched to the limit. It was not easy to protect himself, let alone get close to the prisoner's carriage. The Chen family's servants were subdued one after another. Cheng Jiahua's leg was hit by a stick. The pain caused him to stagger forward. Immediately some soldiers rushed forward and held his legs. Two others grabbed his arms from left and right, twisted them behind his back, and pushed their palms against his shoulders.
Hu Wei said in his heart, "Those who should come did not come, those who should not have come have come. You must know that three people make a tiger. If this trend continues, the real Chu Menglin can also be mistaken as Chen Xiangxiang. When the Devil Cult rebels get the news, they won't be fooled. We can't let the Chen family continue to make trouble! " He raised his voice and said, "Everybody heard it. This boy has confessed with his own mouth that he is a rebel of the Devil Cult. His crime is unforgivable …"
Cheng Jiahua twisted his body and struggled with all his might. He shouted, "Nonsense, I didn't say it! I didn't say it! You bully people too much … "One of the soldiers turned his spear around and knocked his head hard." Behave yourself! "he shouted. Hu Wei raised his hand and ordered," Chop him up! "Several soldiers complied. They drew their sabers and prepared to chop Cheng Jiahua's neck.
Suddenly they heard a cold voice say, "The more I look at you, the more I dislike you, dog official. Don't use that kind of trash to disgrace our Cult's reputation! Just listening to you speak disgusts me. You are sitting leisurely in the carriage, you'd better get down and take a rest! " Before the voice even faded, a shadow pounced on the horse and killed it with one palm. Hu Wei was just about to lean sideways to evade, but the man had already grabbed his collar and dragged him down from the carriage. He threw him to the ground and crushed his injured leg. Hu Wei's miserable cry of "Ouch!" was only halfway through when the man stepped on his chest again.
Hu Wei squinted his eyes and saw that the attacker was a young man about the same age as Cheng Jiahua. He was wearing a blue brocade robe. Most of his hair was tied up, but there were still some loose strands on his shoulders. His face was handsome, but there was a fierce murderous aura around him. His figure seemed to have merged with the blue sky as he looked down from above. Under the reflection of the sunlight, it added a kind of god-like majesty to him.
Hu Wei felt like his heart was being squeezed so hard that it felt like it was going to burst. "Beg for mercy! Beg for mercy! " As soon as the man's foot loosened, he rolled to the side and hid behind several soldiers. With their sabers in front of him, he felt a lot more courageous. "The main character has shown himself!" he shouted. "He is the 'Cruel Star', An Yesun of the Sacrifice Shadow Cult! Don't worry about that kid for now. If anyone can catch him … the Empress will reward you handsomely! "Even now, he still didn't want to spend the money on himself.
Immediately, shouts shook the heavens. A large number of people rushed out from all directions. Many of them had been lying in ambush earlier. They didn't keep a close watch on the crowd and caused the Chen family to riot on the streets. They had failed in their duties. Now, they wanted to take the credit and cover up their mistakes.
An Yesun said disdainfully, "A bunch of ignorant idiots!" His figure easily flashed through the crowd. His arms repeatedly struck out. The soldiers who got close to him all had their bones broken and tendons broken. They fell to the ground and died. Hu Wei hid behind a few imperial bodyguards and shouted to cheer him on. The number of soldiers guarding Cheng Jiahua dwindled. He saw an opportunity. With a shake of his arm, he turned around and kicked away two soldiers. He rushed to the prison carriage with all his might. Most of the soldiers guarding the prison carriage also went to help. Cheng Jiahua didn't spend much effort and took care of a few of them. He shouted at the cage, "Xiangxiang! Cousin Xiangxiang! Is that you? "
As soon as Chen Xiangxiang saw her cousin, her tears poured down like a flood that had opened the floodgates. Her lips moved, and she raised a palm and swept it across her eyebrows. Then, she moved it to the top of her head and stroked the void behind her as if she was combing her hair. Cheng Jiahua was shocked. He shouted, "You … you really are Xiangxiang!"
Chen Xiangxiang nodded repeatedly. She stretched out her hands from the gap between the bars and groped forward. Cheng Jiahua quickly reached out to hold her hands. He saw that Chen Xiangxiang was crying but couldn't make a sound. He said angrily, "Damn it! What did they do to you? "Chen Xiangxiang closed her eyes and a string of tears flowed down. Cheng Jiahua suddenly felt something solid in his palm. It seemed that his cousin had stuffed something into it. From the feel of it, it felt like a ball of paper. Chen Xiangxiang put her hands together and wrapped them around his palm. Her eyes were wide open and she looked at him with a miserable expression.
Cheng Jiahua was about to take a look at the ball of paper when Chen Weishang squeezed his way through the chaos. He shouted, "Xiangxiang! Daughter … "A trembling hand reached into the prison carriage and stroked Chen Xiangxiang's hair. He said sorrowfully," Child, father is useless. I've let you suffer! "Chen Xiangxiang's eyes were red and swollen. She opened her mouth to say 'father' but she couldn't make a sound. She retracted her hand and held Chen Weishang's big hand that was covered with blue veins.
Chen Weishang's tears flowed down his face. He said, "Xiangxiang, don't worry. Father will save you even if I have to go bankrupt! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid … "Cheng Jiahua made up his mind and stuffed the ball of paper into his sleeve. He left Chen Weishang to talk to his daughter while he turned around and jumped into the battle. He took the opportunity to say to An Yesun," Fallen Hall Leader, I've heard of your heroic name for a long time. It's my honor to be able to work with you today! "He was about the same age as An Yesun but he called himself 'Junior'. It was a very respectful gesture.
An Yesun shouted, "Get out of my way! You don't deserve to join hands with me! "Seeing this, he was very unhappy and secretly drank a vat of vinegar. He thought, "You little brat, why are you so close to Menglin? Even if she's an imposter, why is that stinky woman pretending to be Menglin? "
Cheng Jiahua was rebuffed. He had heard that An Yesun was cruel and ruthless. He was worried that he would say something wrong and offend him. That was why he tried to be friendly but it wasn't because he wanted to be friends with An Yesun. He purposely distanced himself from An Yesun to avoid suspicion and lowering his status.
An Yesun's martial arts were exquisite and invincible. The soldiers on the battlefield didn't dare to face him head-on. Since they had already rushed out, if they wanted to run away, they would be punished with death. To show their bravery, they turned around to attack Cheng Jiahua. Sabers and spears slashed wildly. For a moment Cheng Jiahua's body and legs were covered with wounds. One of the soldiers wielded a broadsword with a ghost head, which he had just snatched from a servant of the Chen Mansion. He hacked down on Cheng Jiahua's head.
Cheng Jiahua had no choice but to use all his strength to pull out the sword on his waist. Chen Weishang had spent a lot of money to forge it for him as a birthday present. Cheng Jiahua's swordsmanship was not good. Normally he would only use it as a decoration, but in a life and death situation he couldn't use it. His first move was a fluster and he didn't manage to pull it out. In his desperation he tore the sheath off and held it above his head. The sheath temporarily blocked the blade of the broadsword, but it was no match for the opponent's brute force. His arms were sore and numb, but the sheath was still pressed down inch by inch. The blade of the broadsword was getting closer and closer to his forehead. It seemed like there was nothing he could do.
'Whoosh!' the broadsword flew out of the soldier's hand toward the carriage. The soldiers guarding Hu Wei were afraid of being affected, so they dodged in all directions. The broadsword flew past Hu Wei's neck and nailed into the wooden wall of the carriage. Hu Wei could still feel the coolness of the blade. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Even his breathing almost stopped.
Cheng Jiahua escaped death by a hair's breadth. He saw a leaf floating to the soldier's shoulder. Presumably it was this thin leaf that deflected the broadsword. If one's internal energy had not reached a certain level, it would be very difficult to use this as a secret weapon. Cheng Jiahua felt both admiration and shame at the same time. He looked over and saw a young man in black jumping down from the treetops. His back was against the tree trunk. There was a faint smile on his face. The sleeves of his clothes fluttered without wind.
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