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Wind was blowing. Lu Anmin walked on the city wall, looking at the faint light coming from the distant south. In the night, he imagined how many people were waiting and enduring torment there.

His mind was in turmoil. In a single day, a feeling of utter despair had surged within him. Fortunately, he had already experienced great upheavals, and he wasn't about to leap off the wall. He only felt that Ze Prefecture in the dark night was like a prison.

These past few days of running back and forth, it's hard to say how much of it was because of Li Shishi's plea that day. He had experienced much, felt the pain of wives and children being scattered, and was long past the age of being deceived by beauty. What truly drove him to step forward these days was, in the end, reason and the last remaining vestige of a scholar's benevolence, but he never expected to be rebuffed so severely.

In these troubled times, every major movement of any force is a naked power struggle, involving the rise and fall of power—that is the most direct thing. But due to the loss of order, the power struggle at this time has also become simple and crude. Moreover, behind this simplicity and crudeness is quicker effectiveness. Once power is in hand, as long as one can command people, gold, silver, women, wealth, and glory will be rapidly realized within a day or two. It is no longer like the entrenched bureaucracy when the Wu Dynasty was still around, where even if someone falls, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse.

The army has a natural advantage here. As long as the saber is drawn, what does the Prefect matter? He's just a bookworm with no strength to truss a chicken.

The slap in the face during the day knocked away his painstakingly accumulated authority, and will also cause those who depend on him to quickly leave and find a way out. In this situation, with Sun Qi's tacit consent, it is difficult to resist—even impossible, because the other party doesn't mind killing people. Lu Anmin could see this, so he could only swallow his teeth and blood, but the indignation and helplessness in his heart only piled up more and more.

"Deal with the Black Flag, clear out internal troubles, rather kill the innocent than let one go…" Beautiful words, but in reality, who isn't seizing power for themselves! Sun Qi has taken over Ze Prefecture, and from now on, Ze Prefecture will become his sphere of influence. The Tiger King's court has several factions: civil officials, royal relatives, and military generals. Aside from the faction with civil official leanings, who are painstakingly managing the people's livelihoods, who among the other two factions knows how to govern and pacify the people?

In recent years, the Tiger King's relatives and nobles have been recklessly seizing land, living the good life of treating everything around them as private property, plundering and killing at will. It's common to see them snatching good things and abducting pleasing girls back to their mansions. Some are so cruel that they leave the counties they govern with hardly anyone left. If they run out of people, they go to other places to visit, demanding tribute from ministers everywhere, which is not unusual.

And the military generals who hold heavy troops, only knowing how to plunder and seize land without governing, are also the norm. Sun Qi participated in the earlier conquests of Xiao Cang River. The army was beaten to a miserable state by the Black Flag. He himself was cut on the ear by the enemy soldier during a chaotic retreat. From then on, he was particularly brutal towards Black Flag members. Many people who were either Black Flag or suspected Black Flag members died at his hands, all suffering miserably.

In the last two years, with rumors spreading that Black Flag spies could be anywhere, he was therefore greatly favored and promoted all the way up. This time, Sun Qi is in charge of Ze Prefecture, his methods are severe and ruthless, but in private, is he not also seeking private gain on a large scale? Raising troops requires money and provisions. With troops, one can generate more money and provisions. This is how the army has been operating for years. However, after Lu Anmin had managed it for several years, with this reckless harvesting of the rice, it will be difficult for Ze Prefecture to recover its former appearance.

Right now, the common people might not fully realize what's going on with the death of a batch of people. But after this batch of upper-class gentry die, major problems will arise in the operation of the city. The power vacuum will lead to infighting, and another batch will die. By then, Ze Prefecture, accustomed to warfare, will become a place where only force matters, with thugs running rampant. The entire Ze Prefecture will truly fall into chaos and collapse.

What can he do?

At this moment, Ze Prefecture is like a prison to him. Watching all this, he is already powerless. However, when he saw that figure appearing on the city wall in the dim light, Lu Anmin still smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Prefect Lu."

"It's been so many years, you really are... remarkably resourceful."

"Even when I was in the capital, Shishi could find some connections to get on the city wall at night. Lord Lu, you've been running around these past few days, it's really been hard for you. You've done your best, don't..."

"Don't what? Ha, I'm not doing this for you. You're not the only ones who care about the people in this city. You... Ha, I misspoke. You don't actually care about the people in this city either. I'm the only one who cares... Miss Shishi, you're here to comfort me, what do you want to know from me?"

Looking at the woman in a thin cloak appearing in front of him in the dim light, Lu Anmin's mood fluctuated for a moment, and his tone was sarcastic. Shishi slightly lowered her head, a trace of apology flashing in her eyes: "I... um... I'm just here to thank Prefect Lu..."

After she finished speaking, she stood side by side with Lu Anmin, turning her head to look outside the city. Lu Anmin laughed: "Ha, you don't think I'm going to jump off the city wall, and you're here to stop me, do you?"

Shishi slightly lowered her head and said nothing more. Lu Anmin looked bitter, his mind in extreme turmoil. After a while, he slowly calmed down in this silence. He didn't know whether this woman was here to use him or truly to stop him from jumping off the city wall, but perhaps both were true—vaguely, he wanted to believe this.

The distant mountains and faint light flickered, and the wind that blew seemed like the mountains speaking in the distance. At some point, Lu Anmin shook his head and sighed: "In troubled times, people are worse off than dogs in peace. It was my mistake. I just... a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen, hearing its cries, one cannot bear to see its death. Even if I understand some things, I still have compassion in my heart. Families are being destroyed, and this time many people may not even realize that their families will be destroyed..."

"Prefect Lu, you have done your best."

"Done my best... I have no strength against those soldiers, what strength have I exerted..." He paused and said calmly, "Miss Li, tell me honestly, did you come here today with the intention of using me? How about in the past few days?"

After this sentence was spoken, the scene became quiet. Shishi was silent for a long time before finally raising her head and looking at him: "...Yes."

Lu Anmin smiled and looked outside the city wall: "Does it feel good?"

"It doesn't feel good most of the time." Shishi replied, adding after a moment, "Even my dreams at night don't feel good."

"Then... when did you join them?" Lu Anmin looked at her, considering his words, "The one I mentioned, is he really still alive?"

Shishi was silent for a long time, watching the mountain wind howling in and blowing far away. From a distance, there seemed to be people talking near the city wall. She then opened her mouth in a low voice: "In the fourteenth year of Jinghan, that person killed the emperor. I didn't know when he decided to kill the emperor. Everyone thought I was related to him, but that was an exaggeration. Some of this is my fault..."

Her soft voice was soaked in the wind: "At that time, I was doing those things in Fan Lou. I was called a courtesan, but I was just a person who accompanied people and let people look at me. It was glamorous, but in reality, there weren't many things... At that time, I had a few childhood friends who were special to me. I actually hoped that they were truly special relationships."

"Ning Liheng was one of them. He was the most unusual person. I didn't realize it at first. My few friends were mostly petty officials in the capital, down-and-out scholars. Since Li Shishi was a famous courtesan in the capital and such an unusual friend, occasionally meeting with them could naturally help them a little... I had utilitarian motives in my heart. Looking back now, it wasn't pure. Now that I think about it, I was just young and ignorant, too arrogant."

"As for Liheng, he never needed my reputation, but since I invited him, he would occasionally go. Over time, I made this relationship for others to see, but in reality, I might not have been a very special person to him."

In the dim light, Lu Anmin frowned and listened, silent.

"...When it came to the point where he was going to kill the emperor, arranging to take away some people who were related to him, he was meticulous and calculated without fail. Knowing that I would be implicated after he acted, he included me in his plans. On the day of the regicide, I was also forcibly taken away from Fan Lou and later went with him to Xiao Cang River in the Northwest and lived there for a while."

"At that time, I was used to moving people with words. He killed Emperor Jinghan because of the Right Chancellor's mansion, which is no longer a taboo in the Central Plains. The Right Chancellor's faction was loyal to the country and their hearts were commendable, but Emperor Jinghan acted perversely, and I was also indignant in my heart, but I always thought that you can't just kill the emperor and rebel. You're just acting impulsively. What can you achieve? I argued and debated with him, but he wouldn't give in."

A complex and nostalgic smile appeared on Shishi's face, and then it disappeared in a flash.

"In fact, with his personality, he had already thought about all the reasons countless times in his heart before doing this kind of thing. How could I, a shallow woman who spent my days immersed in romantic affairs, refute him? This was a major event in his heart, and he would not yield to a woman. After my persuasion failed, I left Xiao Cang River and went to Dali under his arrangement. Later, I cut my hair and became a nun."

She spoke calmly. Lu Anmin's emotions had also calmed down. He said at this time: "You chose to become a nun, and that must be because of him, right?"

"Maybe." Shishi smiled, "It's human nature for any woman to admire heroes and heroic figures. I've seen many people who are called dragons among men in Fan Lou. However, apart from the regicide, everything that Ning Liheng did was the most worthy of the evaluation of a hero. I... I have no intimate relationship with him, but occasionally I think of him as my friend, but I can neither help him nor persuade him, so I had to go to the temple to chant scriptures and pray for him, to atone for my sins. With such thoughts, it seems... it seems like we really have some unspeakable relationship."

"So... you ultimately chose to help him. Because he is indeed a hero."

Shishi shook her head, her eyes filled with intense bitterness and sorrow. She closed her eyes and then opened them, her words like a dream: "Later, there was a great war in the Northwest, and the Jurchens also went south. The Shame of Jingping. He fought against Xixia in the Northwest, and then resisted the Jurchens. During the three years of the Xiao Cang River War, I was in Dali, and I was also shaken... The world was overturned, and millions of people in Bianliang were defended by a liar, and the Central Plains was completely defeated. Who has ever done what he did, resisting the siege of the world with a few poor cities in the Northwest, and never surrendering until death..."

As she said this, she looked at Lu Anmin, her eyes seeming to burn with flames. Lu Anmin couldn't help but nod: "That's right, no one can do it."

During the three years of the Xiao Cang River War, Xiao Cang River defeated more than a million Qi soldiers. Even the elite Jurchens found it difficult to say they could win against the Black Flag. Although the news left behind by the spies in Xiao Cang River caused the Central Plains forces to be constrained and miserable, as long as Ning Yi and the Black Flag were mentioned, many people in their hearts would still have to give a thumbs up, either sighing or being scared, but they had to admire them.

"After the Xiao Cang River War, the news of his death came, and I couldn't calm down in my heart. Sometimes I thought of the debates I had with him in Xiao Cang River. I... I still couldn't believe he was dead, so I went north all the way. I saw his wife in Tibet, but I never met Ning Yi..."

She lowered her head. Her expression was unclear in the dim light, but it was conceivable that it was probably bitter and complex. However, after so long, there was nothing that could be heard from her tone: "They said internally that Liheng was not dead, but not many people knew whether it was true or not. I didn't know either. After leaving Tibet, they were worried about my safety and arranged for people to protect me. Ha, actually... it was just a feint to show to the world."

"...The concubines of Ning Yi the Heart-Demon were said to have very strong methods."

"Miss Tan'er..." Shishi smiled complexly: "Perhaps she is indeed very powerful..."

She paused, and after a moment, said: "My mind was uneasy, and it was difficult to return to Dali and pretend to chant scriptures, so I went north all the way. The situation in the Central Plains that I saw along the way was even more difficult than before. Lord Lu, Ning Liheng was able to resist the world with the Black Flag, even killing the emperor and bearing infamy without being moved. What can a woman like me do? You ask if I am using you, Lord Lu. Along the way... I have used everyone."

Shishi's last sentence was spoken with extreme difficulty. Lu Anmin didn't know how to respond, but fortunately, she spoke again soon after.

"Even in this situation, there are still people with passion in their hearts. Along the way, I have begged people to release grain, begged people to do good deeds, and begged people to help, thinking about it carefully, I have not paid anything. However, in this world, wanting to do good deeds is to suffer a great loss. Lord Lu, you have done good deeds, perhaps not because of me, but this great loss is indeed in front of you. Along the way, I have used more than just Lord Lu..."

"But what can I do? Lord Lu, I am not asking for the world to become better overnight, and I cannot do it. The past few days when I begged Lord Lu, I was not thinking that Lord Lu's action could save Ze Prefecture, or save those dying refugees. But since Lord Lu is of such status, having more compassion in your heart, perhaps you can casually save a few people, a few families... These past few days, Lord Lu has been running back and forth, saying that he is powerless, but in reality, during these days, Lord Lu has suppressed dozens of cases, and these dozens of people who were saved are ultimately dozens of families, hundreds of people who were lucky enough to avoid disaster."

Shishi looked at Lu Anmin and smiled: "In these troubled times, they may still encounter misfortune in the future, but we can only save people one by one like this, wouldn't that be considered benevolent?"

Looking at that smile, Lu Anmin was stunned. After a moment, Shishi looked ahead and stopped smiling.

"Along the way, I say that I am saving people, but in the end, I am taking the kindness and strength of others. Sometimes there are good results, and sometimes, kind-hearted people encounter misfortune. After the Puyang flood, I was still complacent, thinking that I could finally do something, but later... someone was moved by my words to save people, and in the end, the whole family was killed by the Jurchens. Lord Lu, whose fault is this, on my shoulders, or on whose shoulders? I have never personally taken a knife to the battlefield to kill people, but I let others go. I have never saved people myself, but I incited Lord Lu to go, and I even pretended to kowtow to you, but what is kowtowing? Lord Lu, at that time I just wanted to... use you a little more..."

In the dim light, Shishi's cloaked figure was like a silhouette. Lu Anmin looked at her sideways, and after a long time, he finally laughed out loud: "So, knowing that I was on the city wall, you were ultimately worried that I would jump down..."

Shishi was about to speak, but Lu Anmin waved his hand: "Forget it, whether you are trying to clear yourself or admit it now doesn't matter. With the current situation in the city, the Black Flag behind you... will they take action?"

"I don't know, they are just protecting me, they don't tell me anything else..." Shishi shook her head.

"I see." Lu Anmin nodded, "But some things, you may know, or may not know. This matter affects far more than just Ze Prefecture, it is a big picture, and most importantly, far more than just the Tiger King faction is involved..."

The wind at night was peaceful, and the dim firelight on the city wall flickered in the wind, so nothing could be seen clearly. Lights extended and extinguished, intertwining a scene of a crowd gathering and making noise. Lu Anmin spoke about many things on the city wall, and Shishi just listened quietly. When the night was deep, Lu Anmin stopped, and she then faced Lu Anmin, bowing deeply. This was not a woman's etiquette, but at this moment, it seemed to have a special meaning.

"Lord Lu, you like this, perhaps you will..." Shishi considered her words. Lu Anmin waved his hand and interrupted her.

"Miss Shishi, don't say these words. If I die because of this, you will be somewhat uneasy, but you can only do this, that is the fact. Speaking of which, it is only when you are in such a dilemma that I think you are a good person, but because you are a good person, I hope that you will not be in a dilemma. If you really just use others, you will be happier."

"Lord Lu..."

Lu Anmin shook his head: "I don't know if this is right or wrong. Sun Qi is coming, Ze Prefecture will be in chaos. The Black Flag is coming, Ze Prefecture will also be in chaos. No matter how beautifully it is said, the people of Ze Prefecture will ultimately lose their homes. But... Miss Shishi, like I said at the beginning, there is more than one kind person in the world. You may only be thinking about the lives of a few people in Ze Prefecture, saving as many as you can, but I truly hope that Ze Prefecture will not be in chaos... Since I hope so, there are ultimately some things that can be done..."

In these words, he figured something out. Not long after, the two left the city wall. When he was alone, Lu Anmin calmed down and thought carefully, and he realized some things. Since he was slapped outside the hall, Sun Qi couldn't possibly not send people to watch him, but he was able to talk with Miss Shishi on the city wall for such a long time... To what extent has the Black Flag infiltrated the Tiger King's power system?

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In the same night, I don't know how many people are acting mysteriously in the dark. The summer wind blew for half the night, and the next morning was a cloudy day. The day to execute Wang Shitong would be tomorrow. Early in the morning, in front of a dilapidated courtyard in Ersong Alley in the city, two people were squatting on the doorstep by the side of the road eating noodles. One was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, and the other was a young man in his twenties.

Both of them could be considered locals of Ze Prefecture. The middle-aged man had a simple appearance, and his sitting posture was slightly stable. His name was Zhan Wu, and he was a carpenter who had some reputation far and near. He made a living by taking carpentry work from the neighborhood, and his reputation was also good. As for the young man in his twenties, his appearance was a bit ugly, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and he had a rogue air about him. His name was Fang Chengye. Although his name was upright, he was a troublemaker who caused headaches for the nearby neighbors when he was young. Later, he moved far away with his parents, encountered mountain bandits, and his parents passed away. So he returned to Ze Prefecture a few years ago.

The troublemaker from his early years is now also a gangster. He is alone and does everything from fighting to collecting protection money in the neighborhood. But based on the "rabbits don't eat grass near their own burrows" code of the underworld, Fang Chengye is not universally hated in this area. Even if some outsiders come to cause trouble, everyone will ask him to come forward.

He is a drifter every day. Today, he probably saw Uncle Zhan Wu eating noodles at home and came over to freeload. He was holding a large bowl and eating by the door, looking very undignified. Zhan Wu squatted on the doorstep, chatting with him casually.

This is the most common scene among tens of thousands of people in Ze Prefecture every day, but what the two were saying may be the most unhearable conversation.

"...Yesterday's message, I have notified the brothers who will be taking action, to ensure nothing goes wrong. As for the sudden contact, don't be impatient. The one coming this time, code name is 'Black Sword'..."

"Gah..." Fang Chengye almost choked on the noodles, "... Um... what... what..."

"It might be that one. You need to prepare when you go meet them..."

The information flowing out of the conversation made Fang Chengye particularly discomposed. It took him a long time to recover. He suppressed his emotions and returned home all the way. He spun around in the dilapidated room—most gangsters like him have nothing to their name, their homes are bare. He wanted to find some good things, but he scratched his head and couldn't find anything. After a long time, he pulled out a small package from under the wall brick. Inside it was a piece of cured meat, mostly fatty meat.

He drifts around, so there are naturally some gangsters who come and go often. Generally speaking, cured meat should be hung in the kitchen to be smoked and blown in the wind for better preservation, but everyone is living badly, and if it is hung out, it is estimated that this piece of meat would be gone long ago. Fortunately, he hasn't buried it for long, and the cured meat looks to be in good condition.

Secretly changing the package of the cured meat, Fang Chengye put it in his arms. He ate something hastily at noon and went out to meet with Zhan Wu, using the pretext that someone was looking for Zhan Wu to do something. The two moved forward together. Zhan Wu asked what he had prepared all morning. Fang Chengye took out the cured meat for him to see.

"Uh..." Zhan Wu looked complicated, "This meat looks good, fatty enough, but is it a bit too... too strange to take this?"

"If I don't take this, what else do I have? The group of people has been coming and going in my house, any good things have been ruined long ago. I only have this left... Originally, I wanted to save some for you during the New Year." Fang Chengye had a rogue face, but after saying this, his expression became slightly solemn, "If the one who is coming is really that person, I... I don't know what to take, just like Uncle Zhan Wu said, it's just a matter of courtesy. But for these two years... If the teacher is no longer here... This is my filial piety to the teacher's wife..."

He rarely mentions the word "teacher" in front of Zhan Wu, but every time he mentions it, he is extremely respectful. This may be one of the very few times he is respectful, and he became somewhat incoherent for a moment. Zhan Wu patted him on the shoulder: "We'll be happy enough if we do things well, it doesn't matter whether we bring anything or not."

"That's right, things must be done well... but, courtesy is also important..." Fang Chengye said again, inconsistently.

The two moved forward all the way, arriving at an unremarkable courtyard in the city, knocked on the door, someone came to open it, and they matched the password. They passed through the outer courtyard and entered the inner room. They pushed open the door, and there were three people in the room. A man and a woman were talking at the table, and a man was reading a book a little further inside. Seeing that someone had come, he stood up.

Fang Chengye was suddenly stunned and stood there. After Zhan Wu entered the door, he spoke as usual. Seeing the woman in black at the head of the table with clear eyes, he vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, and he was also excited in his heart. But when he turned to look at Fang Chengye, he saw that this rogue who usually had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks now had no rogue air at all. His eyes were red, and his expression was as solemn as if he was going to fight to the death.

"Teacher..." The young man said a sentence, and knelt down. The scholar inside had already come over and helped him up.

"Brother Zhan Wu, and Fang Houzi, what are you doing? You used to not kneel even to heaven and earth, don't be pretentious."

The scholar greeted Zhan Wu, and Zhan Wu was stunned, then also performed a not-so-standard Black Flag military salute - his identity was special in the Bamboo Records, he had not seen the legendary owner at the beginning, and he had not met Ning Yi even after accumulating merit and rising up.

The scholar returned a salute, then looked at Fang Chengye, opened his arms and hugged him, patted him on the back, and laughed: "You've grown taller than before."

"Teacher, you're not dead..."

"I said I wasn't dead, but Wanyan Xiyin is watching closely, so it's necessary to be cautious when showing up. I was bored, so your Teacher-Mother Xi Gua and I went to Xixia this time, took a big circle and came back, and happened to meet you. In fact, if there are important matters, you don't have to worry about us."

Fang Chengye's emotions were high: "Teacher, don't worry, everything has been arranged, you and Teacher-Mother just have to watch the show. Oh, no... Teacher, I'll introduce the situation to you and Teacher-Mother, this time, with you two elders in charge..."

"What two elders, you have no manners?" Ning Yi smiled, "This time your Teacher-Mother participated in the plan, and she will be the one asking about it. As for me, I'm mainly responsible for logistics and watching the show. Well, the logistics is to make tea for everyone, and there's no choice, just one cup each. Fang Houzi, you're not in the right mood, there's no need to explain the work, Brother Zhan Wu, please tell the Black Sword boss about it, I'll catch up with Houzi."

He was slightly joking when he said the name "Black Sword Boss" and was glared at by the woman in black. At this time, another man in the room bowed his hands and went out, without saying hello - many people in these links do not need to know each other's identities.

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Since the three-year war of Xiao Cang River, the land of the Central Plains, as rumored, has indeed left a large number of Black Flag members acting in secret. However, after two years, the news of Ning Yi's death spread, and the various forces in the Central Plains also spared no effort in cracking down on the spies, and life was not easy for Zhan Wu, Fang Chengye and others.

Especially when the news of Ning Yi's death was spread in a mysterious way, those lurking personnel who felt that the Black Flag had no future chose to surrender to the enemy or broke the line. But fortunately, the propaganda concept and organization method of Bamboo Records were far ahead of this era, so to this day, the lurking people in the Central Plains can still maintain a sufficiently effective operation, but if a few more years pass, I am afraid that everything will really collapse.

The two people who appeared in Ze Prefecture at the moment are the most effective cardiotonics for both Zhan Wu and Fang Chengye. Zhan Wu suppressed his mood and explained the arrangements this time to "Black Sword". The obviously overly excited Fang Chengye was pulled aside by Ning Yi to catch up. While speaking, Fang Chengye suddenly reacted and took out the cured meat as a gift, and Ning Yi smiled dumbly.

"...Speaking of which, using the codename Black Sword this time can be considered intentional, and it can't be used next time, so you don't guess it, and others can guess it after the news is revealed."

"I heard that this Teacher-Mother is the best at swordsmanship."

Ning Yi smiled: "Yes, the codename was originally used in the opposite way. She said to me: Since I am best at using a saber, the codename should be a sword, and the other word is best used in the opposite direction. I said at the time, so should it be called Tyrant Sword? But your Teacher-Mother said that she is ruthless and black-hearted, making people tremble, so she can be called Black Sword, hahahahuhu..."

When he said these words, he hit his own funny bone, and he couldn't help but laugh. Fang Chengye was excited and respected Teacher-Mother beyond words, but he couldn't find the humor in it, and had a serious face. Ning Yi laughed for a while, and was glared at by the ruthless and black-hearted woman. Ning Yi patted Fang Chengye on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go, let's go out and talk, maybe we can go see a play."

The two walked out of the room and arrived in the courtyard. It was afternoon at this time. Ning Yi looked at the not-so-bright sky and said solemnly: "This matter is the most important. You are partnered with Brother Zhan Wu. If you have something to do here, you don't have to accompany me. After the matter is over, there will still be time."

Fang Chengye shook his head: "Things have indeed been arranged, and if there is really a change, someone will naturally come. Um..." He also looked at the sky, "If the calculation is correct, the Wei Sheng side should have already launched."

The Wei Sheng side should have already launched.

In the courtyard, this sentence was understated, but both of them had raised their heads and looked at the sky. After a moment, Ning Yi said: "Wei Sheng, that woman agreed?"

"Agreed. She is riding a tiger and cannot dismount. Wang Juyun is also watching covetously... but even if she doesn't agree, we have other candidates. By the way, according to our information, Wang Juyun may be the Shangshu Wang Yin of the Yongle Dynasty."

"Well, I know this." Ning Yi nodded, "Peacock Bright King Sword is still very powerful."

After a while, Ning Yi said: "What about in the city?"

"It's coming soon in the city..." Fang Chengye said the number.

Ning Yi laughed: "Since there is still time, then let's go see other things."

"Ah?"

"The gathering of the Great Bright Religion is not far away, and it should also be fighting. I don't want to miss it."

"Teacher... a thousand pieces of gold shouldn't get caught under the eaves..."

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged." He looked at the still gloomy sky, "Wang Shitong is about to be beheaded, and everyone inside and outside the city is holding their breath for this, preparing to charge and fight as soon as they whistle. In the middle of this, how many people are coming at us, although we are the cute and charming villains, it is still possible to see their efforts."

Wei Sheng, heavy rain.

Lou Shuheng was lying in the prison cell, watching a team of strange people pass by outside the door. This team was like a retinue, some were armored and holding knives, some were holding bright clothes, with solemn expressions that were hard to say.

--Someone is going to be released from prison.

This realization flashed in his heart, and then he slumped down again.

The heavy rain outside was getting more and more intense, and water was seeping in. What a long torment, he didn't know when it would end...

Soon, the team arrived in front of Lou Shuwan's prison door.

Wei Sheng has already been launched --

Ze Prefecture army camp, everything was already so murderous that it was almost solidified, and there was only one day left before Wang Shitong was executed, and no one could be relaxed. Sun Qi also returned to the army camp to sit in charge, and someone was constantly sending back some uneasy news from the city, which was about the Great Bright Religion. Sun Qi looked at it, but remained on guard: "Clowns, let them go."

Ning Yi and Fang Chengye walked out of the courtyard and passed through the market long street of Ze Prefecture. Although tension permeated, people were still living as usual. Shops were open in the market, vendors occasionally hawked, and some idlers gathered in teahouses.

In prison, You Hongzhu looked at the gloomy sky that came through from the outside, and vaguely felt that something was about to happen.

The hero meeting of the Great Bright Religion was held in the square of the temple in the city. As things progressed, a group of heroes who had revealed that the Great Bright Religion was colluding with the Tiger King, deliberately framing the Greenwoods and then giving charity, also appeared in the city. The leader was a hero with a long-experienced battle-hardened mixed copper cudgel.

"Eight-Armed Dragon King" Shi Jin, in recent years, he has gained a great reputation in the battles against the Jurchens, and is also one of the most admirable warriors in the Central Plains. After the great change of Chifeng Mountain, his appearance at the Ze Prefecture City venue also made many people's views of the Great Bright Religion sway.

"Buddha King" Lin Zongwu also finally stood out in front.

At this time, the strongest battle in the Central Plains was about to unfold.

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