Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 645

Chapter 645: The Prime Minister's Direct Son

The empty school grounds were silent except for the echoes.

Is Lu Baozou's reason ridiculous?

Of course it's ridiculous.

The soldiers in Zhenxi can see the traces of Linlang. What kind of new Tachao joke is this?

But the problem is that the joke itself is not important, what is important is the accusation that Lu Baizou used it to launch.

If the political righteousness of the Yan Dynasty is the supremacy of the royal family, and the righteousness within the Prime Minister's Office is to oppose the sect, then the righteousness of Zhenxi Mansion is to kill the Tachao rebels.

This is the foundation of the Zhenxi Prefecture's destiny, and it is also the deep-seated hatred that has been piled up with the bones of thousands of Zhenxi Army soldiers.

Even though Jia Yi has surrendered to them now, this kind of thing still cannot be brought to the surface.

Standing on the high platform, Li Junwu maintained a calm expression, and thoughts kept emerging in his mind.

Why?

　　Why did she not receive any news about the other party organizing such a large-scale battle?

Why were all these generals still respectful to her during the government meeting, but now they all changed their stance in just a few quarters of an hour?

She was completely ignored.

No, she never gathered power from the beginning.

These people never paid attention to her from beginning to end.

As Li Junwu thought, and as she remained silent, some rustling sounds of conversation gradually came from the originally silent phalanx of soldiers below.

"No way? Although the princess is ridiculous, it is impossible for her to have an affair with Tachao."

“There must be evidence for what Commander Lu said. Why are you anxious?”

“Isn't Princess Hana just a vase? How can it be impossible for a woman to go to the land of smoke and willows every day?”

"I think so too. I heard that the desert goddess is as beautiful as a fairy, and the princess is good at sharpening mirrors. Who knows if she will do something like this?"

“The Marquis has been a brave man throughout his life, and it is really unfortunate that he has such an unfilial daughter.”

Some people are inciting military morale. This is a premeditated strategy by the other side to force the palace to seize power.

Li Junwu subconsciously glanced in the direction of the government office, wanting to seek help from someone, but the distant water could no longer quench his near thirst.

what to do?

what to do!

Can Xu Yuan's clothes block the full force search of the city defense array?

And after Linlang entered the city, the clothes had been returned to Xu Yuan.

More importantly, even if Xu Yuan could think of this, he only had one piece of clothing.

Give it to Linlang, and Jia Yi's unique martial arts aura that belongs to the Western Desert will also be detected.

As time passes, as the silence continues.

The eyes of the generals looking at Li Junwu gradually dimmed, and the chatter among the soldiers below also gradually spread.

At this time,

Li Junwu's cold and deep voice resounded throughout the audience:

“It's okay to open a formation to search for people, but Lu Baizou, can you afford to frame my princess Ta Chao?”

On a high tower deep in the military camp, two figures stood quietly.

Looking at everything happening on the school grounds, the middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Wen folded his fan and stroked it gently, and said with a smile:

"This way of dealing with it is really boring. I thought that the man from the Prime Minister's Mansion would let me have a good time, but now it seems that he has become the general."

Standing next to the middle-aged man surnamed Wen was a man covered in black robes. His voice was that of Mu Qing, who had just said goodbye to Si Zijing:

"If you can send the wolf into the city, you won't necessarily be afraid of setting up a formation to search for people."

Confucian scholar surnamed Wen looked back with a smile and whispered:

“It's okay not to be afraid, even if the results cannot be found, Li Junwu can still be eliminated.”

"What's the meaning?"

"Wen arranged for Lu Baizou to do this, not just to force the palace to seize power."

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen narrowed his slender eyes and smiled broadly: "With this drama, even if the princess proves her innocence now, when the adults start planning, will Linlang, this big problem, show up to take action?" Woolen cloth?

"If she doesn't show up, the city defense formation alone will not be able to defend against the attack of those adults, and she will die."

"If he shows up, it means that the princess has indeed had an affair with Tarchao. Even if he survives in the end, his prestige in the Zhenxi Army will plummet, and he will not be able to stop us from overthrowing the Zhenxi Mansion."

Speaking of this,

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen shook his head slightly and said in a calm tone:

“The ridiculous things the princess did when she was young and frivolous turned into a sharp sword that stabbed her. Her reputation is so bad that it would not be surprising even if she was said to have had an affair with Tachao, haha.”

After listening carefully to what the other party said, Mu Qing just turned around in silence.

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen glanced at his back, pointed in the direction of the school grounds, and asked with a smile:

“The show is not over yet, are you ready to leave?”

Mu Qing did not look back, her voice was calm:

"The latest arrangements of the Prime Minister's Office have been told to you, so there is no need to stay."

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen stared at him for a moment and suddenly said:

“Mr. Mu seems to be in a bad mood. Is it because of the Sizijing mentioned just now?”

“It has nothing to do with you.”

“Of course it doesn't matter.”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Wen squinted his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly. He folded the folding fan in his hand and smiled softly:

“But Wen still wants to remind you of one thing.”

“Mu still needs to go to the city gate tower to set up backup, so I won't accompany you.”

Mu Qing had no intention of listening to the other party's words. After the words were spoken, his figure disappeared directly from the tower.

And watching the other person go away,

Confucian scholar surnamed Wen still uttered the second half of his sentence like a murmur:

“Since you have chosen betrayal, don't act this disgusting and bitter, or your new master will be angry too, haha.”

“I quite agree with what you said.”

“.” Confucian scholar surnamed Wen.

Without any warning, a voice as gentle as jade sounded from the top of the circular observation tower.

The moment Confucian scholar surnamed Wen heard the words, his slender eyes widened subconsciously for a moment, but then returned to normal and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a handsome young man in brocade robes appearing behind him at some point.

After staring at the other person for a moment, the Confucian scholar surnamed Wen politely held a folding fan and saluted:

“Wen, I have met the third young master.”

Xu Yuan stepped forward slowly, glanced at his movements, and said with a smile:

"It seems that your status is quite high, and you can actually see my identity."

The Confucian scholar surnamed Mo Shang is like a jade man with a gentle voice:

"No, Wen just wanted to deceive the Third Young Master. I never thought that you would admit it directly."

“It's unnecessary.”

Xu Yuan was noncommittal, leaning on the guardrail of the tower and said casually: "But even if I have given my name, why don't you also tell me who you are?"

“The third young master is joking, Wen still wants to live a few more years.”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar surnamed Wen smiled and shook his head: "But your appearance here represents Mu Qing's line. Wen must give up."

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his spiritual vision scanned the other party with great interest:

"I'm more interested in you than Mu Qing now. Your body seems a little strange. Is it a clone?"

"You can understand it this way." "It's a pretty good technique."

"Thanks."

“Don't thank me in a hurry, your body will die after a while.”

“If you can see the third young master's grace with your own eyes, this body can be regarded as a worthy death.”

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan smiled dumbly and said: "You are so good at talking, why don't you come to the prime minister's house to work?"

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen smiled faintly:

“Young Master is joking, the Prime Minister's Office cannot afford this bargaining chip.”

Hearing this, Xu Yuan felt a flash of surprise in his heart:

“Oh, it seems like your status is not that high.”

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen was noncommittal and said with a smile:

"Third Young Master, the Prime Minister has already given up this western territory to you. Your status is equally noble, so why bother to stay here and take risks?"

Xu Yuan rubbed the iron guardrail on the tower and said slowly:

"From your standpoint, you should be eager to get rid of me quickly, but you even suggested that I leave."

“As the old saying goes, you can't just think about getting fat in one bite, you have to do it step by step.”

"I can understand your words to mean that I might be able to make your plan fail in Zhenxi Fucheng, right?" Xu Yuan asked in a low voice.

“There is such a chance.”

“From your point of view, the probability is not high, right?”

“It's not big, but Wen is different from those people outside the city.”

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen shook his head and looked at the entire city from the perspective of the tower: "The benefits and risks are so great that there is no need to continue to expand the Western Territory, so Third Young Master, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

Xu Yuan pondered for a while and grinned:

“What if I say no?”

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen was not angry, he just narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile:

“It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Now the entire town of Zhenxifu can be said to be ours, so what are you going to do to fight us?”

The words fell silent.

The sound of wind blew past his ears. Confucian scholar surnamed Wen turned his eyes. Just as he was about to speak again, he suddenly saw a scabbard in the hand of the young man behind him.

After being stunned for a moment, Confucian scholar surnamed Wen was about to speak, but all he saw was the scabbard expanding in front of his eyes.

“.” Confucian scholar surnamed Wen.

“Bang!”

A sap hit him directly on the face. Confucian scholar surnamed Wen fell to the ground, and bright red blood spattered everywhere instantly.

Xu Yuan used the Ghost Willow Sword scabbard as a crowbar and beat Confucian Wen all over his body in just a few breaths. He did not stop until the opponent was about to die.

As expected, even though he was seriously injured and dying, Confucian scholar surnamed Wen was embarrassed, but his expression was still smiling:

“Young Master Sansan... you are really a man of good temper.”

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuan stepped on his smiling mouth:

“Are you pretending to be your mother here with me?”

Confucian scholar surnamed Wen narrowed his eyes and jumped unconsciously, and just as he grinned and wanted to speak with a smile, Xu Yuan rubbed his feet hard and chuckled:

“You know what, I hate people like you who are pretentious when talking.”

The words fell,

In the shocked eyes of Confucian scholar surnamed Wen, his hand holding the scabbard suddenly moved hard and inserted the scabbard directly between Confucian scholar surnamed Wen's legs.

“Pfft!”

Suffering this heavy blow, Confucian scholar surnamed Wen cried out in pain due to the heartbreaking pain in his crotch, but he clenched his fists because of this humiliation.

After doing this, Xu Yuan felt much better. He exhaled a long breath, grabbed the other person's hair and lifted him up:

"You have caused such a big trouble, and if you don't immediately want to commit suicide and run away when you see me, but you still talk nonsense to me here with this soul-condensing clone, do you really think that my reputation as a **** is empty?"

"." The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen had already opened his eyes and stared at Xu Yuan without saying anything.

Xu Yuan casually sealed the opponent's body Qi machine, then raised it outside the tower, and said with a smile:

“Although I don't know if the touch can be transferred to your body, I think this memory should be possible.”

The wind at high altitude stirred up the messy hair, and a sinister smile appeared on the bleeding lips of the Confucian scholar surnamed Wen:

“Xu Changtian, your incompetent and furious look is so ugly.

"What you are doing now is in vain. Look at the school field, they have already set up their formation. Everything is going according to Wen's plan. Even if you can hide Linlang and Jiayi, you will do what I want. The material generally travels.”

Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this and said:

“Who told you that I was going to hide Linlang and Jiayi?”

Um?

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen had some confusion in his swollen eyes.

Xu Yuan sighed when he saw this and pointed in the direction of the school grounds:

“Your avatar's cultivation is really too weak. Didn't you realize that the people on the other side of the school grounds were looking at us?”

In this moment of strange silence, Confucian scholar surnamed Wen tried to decipher the meaning of the other party's words, but what he saw out of the corner of his eye made his pupils shrink suddenly.

He saw a ray of white snow.

A white wolf that beats the snow appeared behind Xu Yuan, its blood-colored vertical pupils glowing with an eerie cold light.

Looking at his expression, Xu Yuan pulled him in front of him and whispered softly:

“The things you just analyzed to Mu Qing are all correct, but you seem to have forgotten one of the most important things—in this town of Xifu, who has seen the Linlang, and who has seen the Desert Goddess except you?

“Although I really want to see your self-confidence crushed, in order to avoid accidents, please shut up for the time being.

“Mr. Wen, we are destined to meet again.”

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly rose.

Under the gaze of the Confucian scholar surnamed Wen, Xu Yuan sealed the opponent's Qi Ji, and directly released his palm under the gaze of thousands of soldiers on the campus.

When Lu Baizou saw this scene, he subconsciously wanted to save him because the other party was his military adviser. However, the sight of Confucian scholar Wen on the way down made him restrain his intention to help.

Once it has passed,

The young man will kill him.

After counting the interest,

At the bottom of the tower, there was a heart-wrenching snapping sound.

Looking at the puddle of meat below, Xu Yuan shook his head with regret, and slowly floated into the air, reaching the sky above the school ground, and slowly landed on the high platform.

The already noisy military formation quickly quieted down, leaving only the soft footsteps of Xu Yuan's boots on the ground.

Coming to stand in front of Lu Baizou, Xu Yuan smiled and patted the dust on his body. Looking at the other person's wrinkled face, he said via voice transmission:

"Old guy, you are so smart. If you had come to save people just now, I would have killed you directly, but it doesn't matter, because you will end up with the same fate."

Having said that,

With the attention of thousands of people, Xu Yuan reached out and grabbed his neck, then pulled off the human skin mask on his face, and said respectfully to Lu Baizou:

“Commander Lu, didn't you just ask the princess where the information came from? I don't think I, the legitimate son of the prime minister, is the goddess of the desert, right?”

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(End of this chapter)

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