Become a feudal king from today

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked.

Yes, if Mo Zhai died at this time, it would really be suicide out of fear of crime. No one can tell.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt an urge to take risks.

But he calmed down immediately, "There are palace guards guarding Mo Zhai, how can we get close? Hey."

"Haha, the general can't do anything, so it doesn't mean that I can't do anything." Director Sun suddenly smiled meaningfully.

Xiao Yuanshan raised his head suddenly, "Who do you belong to and what do you want to do?"

Master Sun got close to him after arriving at Yanguan.

He originally thought that he was qualified to lead, but he was just flattering.

But now, he finally showed his true face.

Director Sun was not nervous, but took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Xiao Yuanshan, "General Xiao is not the only one who wants Mo Zhai to die. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as Mo Zhai dies, the person in the letter guarantees that General Xiao will He is the commander of Yanguan."

Xiao Yuanshan read the letter and then looked at the name below with a complicated expression.

At this moment, his impulse became increasingly difficult to contain.

"Okay, I promise you, but you have to find a way for the palace guards." Xiao Yuanshan said.

Manager Sun nodded.

Next night.

Mo Zhai suddenly woke up. As a veteran on the battlefield, it was his instinct to stay alert.

Taking out the dagger hidden under the pillow, he quietly got out of bed, suddenly took out the fire stick and blew it.

When the firelight illuminated the room, he suddenly saw a net flying towards him.

Trapped in a net, his movements were restricted.

At this moment, more than ten masked men pounced on him, and a stick hit his head, and his consciousness suddenly fell into darkness.

early morning.

The palace guards on duty brought breakfast to Mo Zhai as usual.

When he entered Mo Zhai's room, he saw Mo Zhai's body hanging on the beam.

The food in his hand fell and he shouted in panic: "Mo, General Mo committed suicide."

…

"What, Mo Zhai hanged himself?"

Fan Yang.

When Ma Yuan got the news, his face instantly changed. "That's nonsense. How could General Mo commit suicide?"

"My lord, it is absolutely true. Many people have seen it." The guard general said, "Now there are rumors in Yanguan that General Mo committed suicide out of fear of crime."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ma Yuan's back.

He absolutely did not believe that Mo Zhai would commit suicide, because he knew that Mo Zhai was a person who had the overall situation in mind.

At this juncture, it was impossible for him to ignore Yanguan's safety.

Even if he really wanted to rebel, he would not commit suicide now.

Now, suddenly, his investigation of Mo Zhai was full of conspiracy.

"Come on, go to Yanguan." Ma Yuan said.

He had an ominous feeling that something big was going to happen this time.

Just as he was about to leave, an official hurried in.

"Sir, it's bad. There was a disturbance in Fanyangdong City. A large group of people attacked us. After the chaos, the soldier's head was gone," the official said.

Ma Yuan was even more angry when he heard it. It was obvious that someone was sabotaging the investigation.

In Fanyang City, there is no one else but the Yuan family who can have this ability.

In this case, the Yuan family has serious suspicions about the assassination of Mo Zhai.

But now that the evidence has been destroyed, the investigation has to be delayed.

He snorted angrily and said: "Then check the armor, send out all Fan Yang's imperial guardsmen, and check from the source to see who has recently purchased a large amount of iron ore."

"Yes, sir." The official said and left.

After explaining the matter, he immediately went to Yanguan.

After an interrogation, the soldiers all said that Mo Zhai died by hanging on a piece of white silk.

For several days, he still couldn't find any doubts. Ma Yuan was even more anxious. For the first time, he regretted coming to Yanzhou.

"No, there is King Yan. Nothing can happen to King Yan again." When he thought of something, he immediately said: "Go to Yancheng."

…

Yuan Mansion.

Yuan Li took the letter handed over by Yuan Xiu.

Although he was grounded, he could not leave the mansion and could still meet with Yuan family officials.

"Beidi has launched an army?" Yuan Li looked at the letter with a complicated expression.

"This was just delivered, and there is good news. Mo Zhai is dead." Yuan Xiu looked excited.

Although Mo Zhai did not die in their hands, Mo Zhai died in the end.

"Mo Zhai is dead?" Yuan Li was startled, then he looked up at the sky and murmured: "Perhaps the great power is about to expire? In this case, without further ado, you immediately choose a general to lead the troops to defeat Guo Tu Release it, remember, this general can be sacrificed at any time."

"General, do you understand that they are just the imperial army guarding Guo Tu?" Yuan Xiu hesitated.

"Kill them all." Yuan Li looked indifferent. "From now on, the loyalties of you and me may not be Dasong, but Beidi. Why should we care about them anymore? It's a pity that Ma Yuan went to Yanguan, otherwise, this old dog would be killed as well." ”

After that, he took out the Patriarch's Order Talisman from his arms and handed it to Yuan Xiu.

"Give this to Guo Tu so that he can lead the troops to march to Yan Pass." Yuan Li said solemnly.

Yuan Xiu was shocked and took it with both hands, "Yes, the head of the family."

After Yuan Xiu's figure disappeared, Yuan Li looked at a dagger hanging on the wall.

At this time, he pulled out the dagger, looked at it, gritted his teeth, and stabbed himself in the chest.