Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The empty school grounds were silent except for echoes.

Is Lu Baozou's reason ridiculous?

Absurd of course.

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 Baozou used it to launch.

If the political righteousness of the Yan Dynasty is the supremacy of the royal family, and the righteousness within the Xiangfu is to oppose the sect, then the righteousness of the Zhenxi Mansion is to kill the Tartar and Chao rebels.

This is the foundation of Zhenxi Mansion'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 joined them now, this kind of thing still cannot be brought to light.

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

Why?

Why did the other party organize such a big battle, but she never received any news.

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

She was completely ignored.

No, she never gathered power from the beginning.

These people never took her seriously.

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 would do something like this?"

"The Marquis has been a brave man throughout his life. It is really unfortunate that he has such an unfilial daughter."

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Someone is inciting military morale. This is a premeditated plan by the other party 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?

Moreover, 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.

If given to Linlang, Jia Yi's aura of martial arts that uniquely belongs to the West Desert will also be detected.

As time passed, as the silence continued.

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

And 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 this 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 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."

Next to the middle-aged man surnamed Wen stood 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 Linlang 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 no results are 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 attacks of those adults. She will die."

"If he shows up, it means that the princess has indeed had an affair with Tachao. 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 which,

Confucian scholar surnamed Wen shook his head gently 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."

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

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

"You haven't finished the show 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."

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

"Mr. Mu, you seem to be in a bad mood. Is it because of the Sizijing you just mentioned?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"Of course it has nothing to do with it."

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, but 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 like this disgusting face of bitterness and hatred, otherwise your new master will also be angry, haha."

"I quite agree with what you said."

"." Confucian scholar surnamed Wen.

A voice as gentle as jade sounded without any warning from 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.

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

After staring at the other party for a moment, Confucian scholar surnamed Wen politely saluted with a folding fan:

"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 Wen, the young master Mo Shang, was like jade, and his voice was warm and gentle:

"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 I am?"

"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 now than Mu Qing. Your body seems a little strange. Is it a clone?"

"You can understand that."

"It's a pretty good technique."

"Thanks."

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

"Being able to see the Third Young Master's grace with your own eyes, this body can be regarded as a worthy death."

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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 Mansion to work?"

The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen smiled faintly:

"Young Master is joking, the Prime Minister's Office shouldn't be able to afford this bargaining chip."

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

"Oh, it seems that your status is not as high as usual."

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. 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 point of view, you should be eager to get rid of me quickly, and you even suggested that I leave."

"As the old saying goes, you can't 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 perspective, this probability should be low, 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 Xinjiang market, so Third Young Master, you should leave as soon as possible."

Xu Yuan pondered for a while and grinned:

"What if I say no?"

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, and Confucian scholar surnamed Wen turned his eyes. Just as he was about to speak again, he suddenly saw a scabbard in the hands 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.

"boom!"

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 scabbard of the Ghost Willow Sword 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, even though the Confucian scholar surnamed Wen was embarrassed, he still had a smile on his face:

"Young Master Sansan... you are really a sweetheart."

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

"Are you pretending to be your mother here with me?"

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The Confucian scholar surnamed Wen narrowed his eyes and jumped unconsciously, and just as he grinned and wanted to say something with a smile, Xu Yuan crushed his feet hard and said with a soft smile:

"You know what, I hate people like you who are pretentious when they talk."

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!"

After receiving this heavy blow, Confucian scholar surnamed Wen cried out in pain from 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 kill yourself and run away when you see me, but you still use this soul-condensing clone to talk nonsense to me here, do you really think that my reputation as a playboy is false?"

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

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

"Although I don't know if the sense of touch can be transmitted to your original body, I think this memory should be able to be transmitted."

The wind in the sky lifted the messy hair, and the corners of the bloody lips of the scholar surnamed Wen revealed a sinister smile:

"Xu Changtian, you look so ugly when you are helpless and furious.

"What you are doing now is in vain. Look at the training ground. They have already started the battle formation. Everything is going according to Wen's plan. Even if you can hide Linlang and Jiayi, it will go as I expected."

Xu Yuan smiled and said:

"Who told you that I want to hide Linlang and Jiayi?"

Huh?

There was some confusion in the swollen eyes of the scholar surnamed Wen.

Xu Yuan sighed and pointed in the direction of the training ground:

"Your clone's cultivation is still too weak. Didn't you even notice that the people in the training ground were looking at us? ”

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

He saw a ray of snow-white.

A white wolf whiter than snow appeared behind Xu Yuan, with blood-red vertical pupils glowing with a sinister cold light.

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

“Your analysis of Mu Qing just now was very correct, but it seems that you have forgotten the most important thing-in this Zhenxi City, who besides you has seen the unicorn wolf, and who has seen the goddess of the desert?

“Although this young master really wants to see your confidence being crushed, in order to avoid accidents, please shut up for the time being.

“Mr. Wen, we will meet again if we are destined to. "

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

Under the gaze of the scholar surnamed Wen, Xu Yuan sealed the opponent's Qi, and directly released his palm under the gaze of thousands of soldiers in the parade ground.

When Lu Bozou saw this scene, he subconsciously wanted to help, because the other party was his staff and military advisor, but the look that the scholar surnamed Wen cast on him during the fall made him suppress his intention to help.

Once he passed,

the young man would kill him.

After a few breaths,

there was a tooth-grinding snapping sound at the bottom of the tower.

Took a look at the meat paste below, Xu Yuan shook his head with a little regret, and his figure slowly floated up into the air, came to the sky above the parade ground, and slowly landed on the high platform.

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

Standing in front of Lu Bozou, Xu Yuan smiled and patted the dust on his body, looked at the wrinkled face of the other party, and said in a voice transmission:

"Old thing, you are really smart. If you came to save people just now, I would have directly abolished you, but it doesn't matter, because your end is the same."

After that,

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

"Commander Lu, didn't you ask the princess where the news came from just now? I think I, the legitimate son of the prime minister, should not be the goddess of the desert, right?"