Text Chapter 1895 Let’s Get Started!

After watching Gou Yue leave, Guang Junan turned around with a suspicious look on his face and said, "Uncle, what did Butler Gou mean by what he just said?"

Gao Zihu shook his head and said, "I don't understand either..." He met his sister's cold and stern gaze and swallowed the rest of his words.

However, Gao Zixuan asked coldly: "Is that really related to you?"

Gao Zihu said hurriedly: "Sister, it really has nothing to do with me."

"Is Gou Yue a person who talks nonsense?" Gao Zixuan's voice was cold.

Guang Junan couldn't help it. It felt uncomfortable to be kept in the dark. "Mother, what are you talking about?"

After such a thing was revealed, Gao Zixuan couldn't hide it from her son. For someone with his son's status, there are certain things and situations that need to be mastered in order to deal with them easily. She said in a deep voice: "What else can happen involving Zhou Aolin and Long Xin? There were rumors back then that the person who first fell in love with Long Xin's woman was your uncle, and your uncle had been hanging out with Zhou Aolin for a long time to flatter Zhou Aolin. To put it bluntly, he was Zhou Aolin's bastard. It is said that Zhou Aolin moved Long Xin's woman because of your uncle. Instigated. Gou Yue was ordered to investigate this matter, and it was found on your uncle. Your uncle came to me to complain, and I interceded with the prince, so the prince settled the matter. "

Guang Junan immediately stared at Gao Zihu coldly, "Is this really happening?"

Gao Zihu hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense."

"So Gou Yue is talking nonsense?" Guang Junan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and strode away with an ugly expression on his face.

Of course he knew how big the matter between Long Xin and Zhou Aolin was. A marshal was deposed, and countless people below suffered, which made people's hearts restless. If it was really related to his uncle, plus the hidden stake in the ghost market this time. Duan, what do your father think of this?

"Master Hou, Master Hou..." Gao Zihu quickly shouted a few words but failed to retain Guang Junan. When he came back here, he couldn't help complaining: "Sister, why are you talking to Junan about this?"

Gao Zixuan glared at him fiercely, "The prince no longer pursues this matter with you. What do you have to be afraid of? What if Jun An doesn't understand the situation and says the wrong thing in front of the prince, which will be the real trouble? Which one is more serious?" Do you still need me to teach you?”

There are streams and rivers in the mountains. In a valley, Marshal Zilu Tengfei is sitting on the bank of the river in casual clothes, fishing with a pole. The surrounding area is quiet, except for the sound of the quiet flowing river.

For people like him, fishing has never been the goal. It is true to change the environment and think about things in a different mood.

Footsteps came from behind, and they walked up to him. A small stool was placed aside, and another fishing rod was lowered into the water.

Tengfei came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced, and was startled to see a man dressed as an old farmer sitting side by side fishing with him. From the side of his face, it was obvious that he was wearing a mask.

The old farmer looked at the float in the water quietly, and seemed to notice Tengfei looking at him. He raised his hand, grabbed the mask on his face and ripped it off, revealing his true face. He turned around and smiled at Tengfei.

This smile made Teng Fei's scalp numb. He was very familiar with this smiling face. The person who came turned out to be Sima Wentian, the left envoy of the Heavenly Court Supervisor.

Tengfei's pupils shrank suddenly and he quickly looked around. The shock in his heart was indescribable. It seemed quiet here, but there were people around him to protect him. When Sima Wentian arrived, the guards nearby didn't notice at all. What did this mean? ?

"Don't be nervous, Teng Shuai, I'm just catching a fish." Sima Wentian chuckled.

Tengfei's face darkened. He turned around and the guards around him seemed to be doing a thorough screening. He asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Sima Wentian smiled and said, "I just want to help Teng Shuai."

"Help me?" Tengfei sneered: "I think you want to harm me, right?" This is simply a big joke. Once King Yingtian knows that he is secretly meeting with the supervisory envoy of Heaven, the consequences will be disastrous. It's hard for Ying Jiuguang to think wrong, especially at this time. It's not an exaggeration to say that he would rather kill someone than let him go.

Sima Wentian sighed: "I am indeed here to help Teng Shuai. Don't get me wrong, Teng Shuai."

Teng Fei: "If you want to help me, you can meet openly, why are you so secretive?"

Sima Wentian: "If I'm honest, I'm afraid Teng Shuai won't want to see me to avoid suspicion."

Tengfei: "I don't need your help, please do it!" The implication is to tell him to get out.

"It's not too late to talk after reading this." Sima Wentian turned over his hand and took out a jade certificate and handed it over.

Tengfei stared at the jade slip handed to him but had not yet received it in his hand. He didn't know what was inside, but it would definitely not be something simple if it was delivered by the other party in person. He hesitated whether to look at it or not.

Sima Wentian chuckled and said teasingly: "When did the dignified Teng Shuai become so timid? Good thing, let's take a look."

Tengfei finally grabbed it in his hands, but he didn't want to look at it. After seeing it, he almost broke out in a cold sweat. It was the kingship order written by Qingzhu to him. It would be strange if Ying Jiuguang knew about it and didn't kill him.

"Are you helping me?" Tengfei stared at him, his eyes about to burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth.

Sima Wentian: "Your Majesty's thoughts are all in this. His Majesty's mind is the general trend of the world. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. Do you need to think more about how to choose Teng Shuai?" After saying that, Teng Fei was not allowed to say anything. As soon as he raised the fishing rod, He stood up, took the stool, and left. He knew very well that Qingzhu's approach was unrealistic. It was impossible to persuade him under the current situation, and it would be meaningless to talk too much.

But after walking a few steps, he turned back and added to Tengfei who was staring at him coldly, "By the way, I forgot to tell General Teng that Cheng Taize also has a piece in his hand. His Majesty only gave you two of the three marshals of the Eastern Army. You two might as well discuss it before making a decision. You don't need to rush to answer this matter. You can think about it slowly. However, the Four Heavenly Kings have their own troops and refuse to go to court. His Majesty has made up his mind to split the Eastern Army into two. Whether to obey the will of heaven or be buried with him, General Teng can do it yourself!"

After throwing these words, he really left this time, leaving Tengfei with a gloomy face...

Tianweng Mansion, Forbidden Garden, nearly a hundred Tianjie area deacons basically entered this place for the first time. This is the core of the Xiahou family, and it is rare to have the opportunity to come in normally.

After people 66 came to the Xiahou family one after another, they were inexplicably invited in here, one by one, cautiously, and no one had thought of entering the Forbidden Garden before.

Seeing familiar colleagues, no one dared to whisper easily. They gathered in the open space under the shade of the towering tree, sitting cross-legged in meditation. A group of mysterious people wearing black clothes, wearing gauze hats, and wearing metal ghost masks under the gauze hats were guarding them.

The head shopkeeper Han Dong followed Wei Shu into the old house in the forbidden garden. At present, the only power that Xia Houling had in his hands was the power of Tianjie.

Xia Hou Ling lay on a recliner and flipped through an ancient book lazily. After the two came in to greet each other, Wei Shu reported: "Master, the deacons of various areas of Tianjie have arrived, and all the things have been delivered. We can start at any time."

Xia Hou Ling turned a page and said calmly: "According to the plan, control the personnel in the mansion, and no one is allowed to contact the outside world without permission. Those who resist, no matter who they are, will be killed!"

"Yes!" Wei Shu took the order and left, leaving Han Dong standing quietly by the side.

Not long after, the heads of the other branches of the Xiahou family and their immediate family members also entered the forbidden garden and gathered under the towering tree.

When they arrived here, Xiahou Ling had already moved to the tree and was carried out with the reclining chair. He ignored everyone and did not even raise his eyelids. He was still lying there reading a book calmly.

Seeing so many Tianjie regional deacons gathered here, the people from each branch were a little surprised, especially seeing those mysterious people wearing gauze hats. Those who didn't know were okay, but those who knew felt a little depressed, knowing that these were the guards of the head of the Xiahou family who rarely showed up. They were not controlled by anyone else in the Xiahou family and only obeyed the head of the family.

"Wei Shu, let's start." Xiahou Ling, who was lying there and turning a page, suddenly said lightly.

Wei Shu immediately nodded to Han Dong, who bowed slightly to accept the order, and then faced a group of Tianjie regional deacons sitting cross-legged and whispered something. Nearly a hundred regional deacons sitting cross-legged at the scene immediately took out the star bell and contacted someone unknown.

Wei Shu also took out the Star Bell, but he was not sure where to contact.

When the scene was quiet, Xiahou Xin, the third son of the Xiahou family, coughed dryly, moved towards Xiahou Ling, and said, "Second brother, why did you call us here?"

A family head guard flashed in front of Xiahou Xin and said in a deep voice, "Back off!"

Xiahou Xin shouted to Xiahou Ling on the recliner again, "Second brother..."

Swish! The knife on the waist of the family head guard popped out of the sheath, and his hand was already on the handle. The gauze hat fluttered without wind, and there was a murderous aura. It looked like if Xiahou Xin dared to take another step forward, he would be killed immediately!

Seeing that Xiahou Ling seemed to have heard nothing, Xiahou Xin's facial muscles tensed up, and finally he dared not move forward and slowly retreated...

On the attic of the Guard Palace, Miao Yi put away the Star Bell and turned his head to Yang Zhaoqing and said: "The Xiahou family has already taken action. Notify our people to contact the Xiahou family. Both sides should maintain cooperation and proceed according to the plan. Notify Juxiantang to pay attention to the outside world."

"Yes!" Yang Zhaoqing took the order and took out the Star Bell to contact the outside world.

In the inn, Shen Qianqiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, took out the Star Bell and contacted for a while, then quickly got off the couch and sent a voice message to the other three people in the room: "Let's go!"

"Where to go?" The three people sitting cross-legged on the left and right couldn't help asking after they stood up. They were all from the Netherworld General Mansion. After following the order and coming here, they still didn't know what they were going to do. Shen Qianqiu was the leader of their group.

"Don't ask too much! No one is allowed to contact the outside world without permission, otherwise they will be executed without mercy!" Shen Qianqiu sent a voice message and shouted, and strode away. The three looked at each other and quickly got up and followed.

The four of them went straight to the front desk downstairs to pay the bill and left. When they reached the street, the other three didn't know where to go, they just followed Shen Qianqiu. (To be continued.)8