The moonlight was like silver, and there was a silvery out of the window, and the sound of insects in the distance continued. A middle-aged scholar with a long figure and a long gray cloth gown was standing in front of the window with his hands on his back, looking anxiously

Looking out the window, my eyes were cold and cold, and there was a ruthless aura.

He is nothing else. He is Chen Youliang, deputy general of the Huangzhou Marshal's Office. He was originally a fisherman in Chenjiawan on the south bank of Pai Lake in Mianyang. After studying in a private school for several years, he developed a great martial arts skills under the guidance of his father. With this, he learned a lot of martial arts.

Wu Yi, two years ago, when Xu Shouhui sent his general Ni Wenjun to defeat Mianyang again, he joined the Red Turban Army during the Huangpeng Uprising. He knew that he was doing a beheading, but he didn't care. He wanted to be the world.

It’s better to have a great chaos. A hero comes from a chaotic world. If he can take advantage of this chaotic world and build something, he will become famous all over the world and be respected by thousands of people in the future. This is what he wants.

Joined the Red Turban Army and was appreciated by Ni Wenjun. In just two years, he was a bookkeeper and now he is a marshal. Thinking of this, Chen Youliang became even more irritable. He learned that the court secretly sent it.

News said that Prime Minister Ni Wenjun was dissatisfied with his position under the Grand Tutor Zou Pusheng, and led his close confidant Liu Biao and Hu Donglai to act rebelliously against Emperor Xu overnight... As for the failure, the court's spies had not yet found out, so yesterday morning, he

So he sent his confidant Han Sehun out of Huangzhou overnight and rushed to the Han River to inquire about the news...?"

"I don't know what's going on..." Chen Youliang carried his hands behind his back, raised his head with a pair of sinister eyes, staring at a high and four-width scroll in front of the window. The scroll was brightly colored, and there was a tall figure on it on the scroll.

The man was forced to put on a yellow robe by a group of military generals on a bridge. Under his body, he knelt down with a group of military generals... Chen Youliang looked at him and his sinister eyes began to squint, a trace of

The coldness slowly surged onto his cheeks, and it took a long time to murmur: "With the yellow robe, one day, I, Chen Youliang, must be like this?"

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." A sound of footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a long voice outside the door and came in: "Report to Marshal, Han Shixun, ask for a meeting!"

"Oh, I'm back!" Chen Youliang did not turn around, staring at the scroll with a sinister gaze, and it took him a long time to spit out a word from his mouth: "Come in!"

"Yaya"

The wooden door was pushed open by Han Sexun and bowed and walked in.

"How is the situation...?" Chen Youliang asked lightly before the painting, his tone was cold.

Han Shixun was shocked. Since he left Huangzhou overnight yesterday, he walked down the river along the ancient battlefield of Chibi. He finally arrived at the palace in Hanyang before dawn. He used methods one after another, but everyone in Tianwan had nothing to do with this matter.

As far as I know, after inquiring, Han Shixun shrank his neck and walked forward with caution, hesitated: "Report to the general... the court knows nothing about this... the last general is not

…?”

"Baoshi, you can't even find out what major things happened in the imperial court. What's the use of raising you for so many years?" Before Han Shixun finished speaking, Chen Youliang, who was still staring at the scroll, suddenly turned around, his pair of sinister eyes almost didn't.

He spit out the fire and started cursing immediately.

In the entire room, except for Chen Youliang's heavy breathing, there was no other sound.

Han Shixun shrank his neck, took the opportunity to glance at the scroll on the window, and said with courage: "Although my subordinates did not inquire whether Emperor Xu was dead, did he get a definite news?"

"What news?" Chen Youliang's cold eyes lingered on Han Shixun's face for a moment. Han Shixun's body was shocked, and he hurried forward and bowed, "Ni Wenjun led Liu Biao and Hu Donglai two confidant generals to Huangzhou overnight, rushing to Huangzhou with Liu Biao and two confidant generals.

Come on, I think I'm going to join the Grandmaster!"

"What?" Chen Youliang screamed in shock, his face looked extremely panicked. What did Ni Wenjun do?"

Ni Wenjun dared to do something unrighteous, so he should have been prepared. Now he sees him coming, may the assassination fail? If so, Ni Wenjun would be a hot potato. If so, Xu Shouhui will join me like this.

How could Zou Pusheng let me go? "When I think of this, Chen Youliang was furious, but because of Ni Wenjun's appearance, a sense of crisis surged in his heart. Although it was not enough to affect his overall situation, Ni Wenjun was a thief after all

, It's different from the past... Chen Youliang sighed, and then turned around. The worry on his face swept away. He glanced at the scroll and said coldly: "Hurry, hurry up, everyone, please wait."

Come to the big tent to discuss matters?"

"yes!"

Han Sehun responded and his figure quickly sank into the night.

After Han Shixun's figure completely disappeared, Chen Youliang's eyes slowly showed a hint of embarrassment. In fact, Chen Youliang was also quite confused. If he had no head, Ni Wenjun's appreciation and promotion of him, he might still be in the Duwei Mansion.

Just a small document, where did Chen Youliang come from today? Although Ni Wenjun is a man of great ambition and talent, he is also mean and ignorant in daily life, Chen Youliang is still very grateful for his appreciation, so he has been treating Ni for two years.

Wenjun is extremely respectful and never gives a discount no matter what he wants to do.

But now he has committed the crime of assassinating Xu Shouhui. With Zou Pusheng's methods and insights, how could he let them go? What will happen to me like this? If he saves him, Xu Shouhui's embroidered pillow is not worth worrying about.

But how could that Zou Pusheng give up? "When Chen Youliang thinks of these things, he has a headache, and I don't know if it's intentional or intentional, Chen Youliang's eyes suddenly fell on the scroll on the window sash. The yellow robe on the painting turned out to be strange under the lights.

Dazzling, Chen Youliang looked at the scroll in a daze, and suddenly his hands tightened.

A pair of eyes suddenly shot out a ruthless intention: "As the saying goes, "It's good to be a gentleman, but a man is not a poisonous man. Since ancient times, the emperor who ruled the world did not make a quick decision and would kill him if he wanted to kill him? Not to mention a mere master, he was his own parents.

Children must be killed when they should be killed? If not, how could Li Shimin have been in the 300-year-old country of Tang Dynasty…? “With this conspiracy, Chen Youliang immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes slowly flowed on the scroll.

He murmured: "Master, Master... I'm not so much... I'm not so much...?"

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