Chapter 1427: Conversation
"A spirited horse and a hero, complementing each other." He Lingchuan cupped his fists at him, "General, be careful on the road." The two parted ways, and General Zhongwu, with his subordinates and the recovered tribute gifts, set off eastward.
As his team disappeared around the street corner, He Lingchuan returned to his seat, just in time to see Dong Rui sitting down slowly, ordering a large bowl of salty wheat paste.
He only took one bite and almost vomited: "Go, what is this stuff, sticky like snot!"
He Lingchuan had just finished drinking the last half bowl: "If you can talk, say more."
"He just left like this?" Dong Rui pointed in the direction where General Zhongwu disappeared, "I thought he would catch you and ask endlessly."
"Ask me what? What does the theft of tribute gifts have to do with me?" He Lingchuan raised his hand and also asked the waiter for a bowl of clear-stewed beef noodles, but with extra chili, "I drank too much alcohol and was sleeping honestly here. No matter who he suspects, he shouldn't suspect me."
"But you're right, General Zhongwu left too readily." While waiting for the noodles, He Lingchuan rinsed his mouth with tea first, "Either he wants to kill a return shot, or the teams in the inn really have some problems, and he doesn't want to get involved."
In his view, the second possibility was greater.
General Zhongwu had already recovered his lost tribute gifts and was in a hurry to catch the road, so it wasn't worth spending too much thought here.
The Yao Nation had been established for nearly two hundred years, and there were many secrets and strange things in the upper circles. Outsiders like General Zhongwu might feel it was better not to get involved.
In any case, He Lingchuan had passed this hurdle.
General Zhongwu would never have thought that the person behind the scenes stole his tribute gifts, but the target was Xue Zongwu, who was dozens of miles away! The motive was guessed wrong, and everything behind it was wrong.
During the conversation, Wang Fubao also came out, greeted his immediate superior, and then slipped out of the inn to buy breakfast. He couldn't swallow the salty wheat paste of this inn either.
Dong Rui looked at him and suddenly remembered one thing: "By the way, why didn't you let him just throw the things away, but specifically took them to give to someone?"
In public, he could only ask vaguely, but He Lingchuan understood.
Last night, General Zhongwu suddenly appeared, hindering He Lingchuan's action, so Wang Fubao hijacked his tribute gifts and specifically sent them to a deserted village, framing two little thieves.
Wang Fubao dodged and fled, and Dong Rui acted as the driver to pick him back, knowing that the process was actually not easy, and he was almost caught several times.
Why go to such trouble and be thankless? Just throw the tribute gifts into the wasteland or a big lake, and wouldn't that be the end of it? The beef noodles arrived.
He Lingchuan slurped a noodle without raising his head: "That was a backup plan, just in case. When it's used, you'll naturally know."
He didn't say much, and Dong Rui didn't ask much either. Anyway, He Lingchuan rarely did useless work.
The two had just finished eating when Fan Shuang also got up, with the pain of a hangover, walking a bit driftily.
"Brother Fan, come and eat!" He Lingchuan was full of spring breeze, "General Zhongwu has already set off. By the way, I heard there are immortal ruins in the western suburbs of Zhuo'an, I want to go for a stroll today, let's set off on the road tomorrow."
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Ju County, Tongli Soup House.
This soup house is not that soup house, not specializing in noodles and soup, but a hot spring inn.
Ju County is a famous hot spring town far and near. Legend has it that if you take a pickaxe and dig three feet into the ground, you can dig out a hot spring.
The Weng brothers had been soaking in Tongli Soup House for a whole day.
The private soup courtyard they booked was more than five times more expensive than the small inn they had stayed in before, but the environment was beautiful and the conversation was private. Of course, this place also provided fine wine, delicacies, pastries, and soup.
The two had just accomplished a major event and escaped death, so they both wanted to enjoy themselves properly.
After drinking for half the night and bragging for half the night, the two lay in the steaming courtyard and fell into a sound sleep.
This sleep lasted until noon.
It was as if a mosquito was buzzing in his ear. Weng Xing smacked his lips a few times and subconsciously slapped himself.
*Slap*, woke up.
He opened his eyes in a daze, didn't see mosquito blood on his palm, but there was indeed a dark thing in front of him.
His vision slowly focused, and he saw clearly that it was a person.
A person wearing black battle armor, wearing a dragon-head mask, sitting on a large rock by the hot spring.
Weng Xing thought he was seeing things, rubbed his eyes, and it was correct, it was him!
"Great Emperor Jiuyou!" Weng Xing sprang up, his sleepiness whipped away to beyond the nine heavens, "You, you, you... how did you come?"
The black-armored person raised a finger and made a light *shh* sound.
This silly boy had a really loud voice. If he hadn't laid down a sound-insulation barrier beforehand, the nearby courtyards would have heard this loud shout.
"Oh, oh!" Weng Xing shrank his neck and lowered his voice at once, "Be secret! How did you come?"
Weng Su also woke up and sat up slowly: "What's going on, what's the ghost screaming... it's you!"
He was startled and climbed up too.
Earlier at Little Peach Shanzhuang, it was a matter of life and death, and the three fought side by side. Now in this quiet little courtyard, the Weng brothers were exceptionally cautious in front of the Great Emperor Jiuyou, not knowing where to put their hands.
This was the Great Emperor Jiuyou! The Great Emperor Jiuyou they had been talking about countless times all day.
Weng Xing was still thinking about when they would meet again. As a result, the person appeared today, catching them off guard instead.
Facing this person again after escaping danger, they were a bit embarrassed.
Shamelessly using someone else's banner to take revenge, only to be saved by the real person instead, what kind of thing was this? Sigh, it's come to this, let's put on clothes first.
The two had been drinking, eating meat, and soaking in the soup earlier, all with their bellies and backs exposed, which was very indecent.
"You two really know how to treat yourselves." He Lingchuan looked left and right, the environment was good, "Did you let anything slip while drinking?"
"No, no." Weng Su closed his jacket and tightened his belt, "We laid down a barrier first before drinking to our heart's content, lest our nonsense be heard by outsiders."
They were people of the Jianghu, very clear that walls have ears, and wouldn't make such negligence.
This major event of killing Xue Zongwu, they could only close the door and enjoy it secretly, and couldn't spread a word.
He had wanted to find two girls to come over and press shoulders and open backs, but his brother was injured and inconvenient, so he had to give up, which saved the risk of letting something slip.
"Names?"
"Ah?" A sentence without a beginning or end, Weng Su was stunned for a moment before reacting, "My name is Weng Su, my brother's name is Weng Xing."
They didn't think much at all about why the Great Emperor Jiuyou could find them.
Anyway, the person had great divine powers.
The black-armored person was composed: "You assassinated Xue Zongwu, why did you use my name?"
He had applied tracking bee eggs on the wing suits he gave the two, so he could track the brothers within hundreds of miles.
The brothers looked at each other: "We were also eliminating violence and bringing peace, and besides, besides, your name is big enough, scary enough."
To start an uprising, one must borrow a name.
"Why kill Xue Zongwu?" He Lingchuan certainly knew Xue Zongwu had enemies all over the world, but hatred was hatred, how many people really dared to take action? That these brothers could take action was itself very remarkable. "What deep hatred do you have with him?"
"He killed our elder brother Tu Yuanhong."
"Your elder brother?" He Lingchuan looked them up and down, "Different surnames?"
Tu Yuanhong? The mirror in his bosom shouted: "Hey, hey, it wouldn't be that Tu Yuanhong, right? It wouldn't be that coincidental, right?"
Lingshan had originally arranged an informant for He Lingchuan, proficient in the internal affairs of the Yao Nation, and knew all kinds of grudges and entanglements in the capital like the back of his hand. Unfortunately, before He Lingchuan found him, he was killed by Xue Zongwu.
This informant was Tu Yuanhong.
"We are sworn brothers of different surnames." Weng Su said solemnly, "Brother Tu was kind to us like a mountain. The Xue dog thief harmed him, so of course we have to take revenge for Brother Tu!"
He Lingchuan confirmed: "Copper Forest Shanzhuang?"
"Right! Brother Tu was the Village Master of Copper Forest Shanzhuang. Ten years ago, he saved our lives. Eight years ago, the two of us were away, and our mother was harmed by someone. It was Brother Tu who buried our mother thickly and investigated the clues of the murderer, doing his best. We were moved by his kindness and righteousness, so we swore an oath."
They poured out the past like bamboo tubes pouring beans.
He Lingchuan asked a few questions and found that Tu Yuanhong was a big merchant with wide connections, and his business in the Yao Nation was also doing well, having dealt with all walks of life.
No wonder Lingshan originally wanted to introduce Tu Yuanhong to him; he was indeed a good informant.
It is said that being rich is not benevolent, but Tu Yuanhong was generous and had excellent popularity.
His cultivation was far inferior to the Weng brothers, but he had a good head for business. Among the three brothers, Tu Yuanhong always made the decisions, and Weng Su and Weng Xing were convinced and just followed orders.
After dealing with the Weng brothers tonight, He Lingchuan also knew why Tu Yuanhong wanted to swear an oath with these two silly boys.
Although they were a bit straightforward, their combat power was truly fierce, at least not weaker than Qiu Hu.
Like He Lingchuan, such all-around talents were rare; some people didn't understand the ways of the world, but were natural martial arts geniuses, rewarded by heaven—just like the Weng brothers.
As long as they were used properly, Tu Yuanhong could accomplish many things.
As for why Xue Zongwu killed Tu Yuanhong, the Weng brothers couldn't explain it clearly either. The two of them had restless personalities and traveled abroad for nine months of the year, knowing nothing about Tu Yuanhong's business.
In He Lingchuan's view, the reason Tu Yuanhong was harmed was either that he acted as an informant for Lingshan and was accidentally discovered, or he blocked Xue Zongwu's path to wealth, just like the Yao Nation branch of the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce, which was why he lost his life.
Tu Yuanhong was harmed, so what about the Copper Forest Shanzhuang and other industries under his name? Were they annexed by Xue Zongwu, or...? At this point, the Weng brothers finished speaking and bowed to He Lingchuan: "The great revenge is avenged, thank you, benefactor!"
If this person hadn't made a move last night, they wouldn't have succeeded in their revenge and would have had to lose their own two lives.
Weng Xing's eyes were full of curiosity: "You, are you really the Great Emperor Jiuyou?"
Two low laughs came from under the black-armored person's mask.
"Tonight, how, how did you come to Little Peach Shanzhuang?" Weng Xing swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They were practitioners and shouldn't have served this person as a god like village men and foolish women. But Jiuyou came so coincidentally, and killing Xue Zongwu was so neat, the Weng brothers still felt deep awe for him in their hearts.
Being able to do what ordinary people cannot, if not a god, then a hero.
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