Chapter 298

Le Luo Luo couldn't imagine seeing such a scene!

Although he rushed to see his father, he didn't feel that anything would happen. His father had been bedridden for a long time and didn't hold power. Zou Ye was just a name and had no threat. No matter who rebelled, as long as they controlled the situation, they would keep his father as a memorial tablet, and there was no need to harm him. It was just father-son affection, and he had to come and see him to be truly at ease. Compared to his father's side, he was actually more worried about whether Guo Shao was behind one of the Left or Right Haya. After all, Guo Shao's foundation was too thin. Could he make such a big move by himself?

He didn't have time to think about it, pulled out his knife and ran into the house. Except for Wang Yang, the others were also shocked and followed.

But he saw two women turning out of the room and blocking the door, exactly the personal maidservants serving Old Zou Ye.

The two women stood by the dead bodies and suddenly saw so many people. Although their faces were a bit pale and their hair was slightly scattered, they were not afraid at all. One used barbarian language, and one used Han Chinese, saying one after another:

"Zou Ye has an order, only see Young Master Wang alone."

The barbarian crowd was stunned. Le Luo Luo was in a mess and didn't care about this, so he broke in directly!

But he was soon scolded out by Old Zou Ye. He looked at Wang Yang, his eyes very strange: "Father said he wants to see you..."

Wang Yang said: "It's okay, I'll chat with Zou Ye, you go and preside over the overall situation."

Le Luo Luo's gaze was nailed to Wang Yang's face, as if he wanted to find some answer from this calm face. He felt that something was wrong intuitively. There seemed to be some tacit understanding between his father and Wang Yang that others didn't know, and what was even more outrageous was that the two of them said the same thing! Recalling that he said he was coming to see his father, Wang Yang answered "It just so happens that I also want to see Zou Ye." He didn't think much about it at the time, but now why did he vaguely feel that Wang Yang had expected it?

This matter was weird everywhere, but in front of so many people, it was not easy to ask in detail. Besides, the details of the turmoil were not clear, and there was no time to stay, so he had to thank Wang Yang, leave a team to guard the bamboo house, and then took the others away in a hurry.

A maidservant led Wang Yang inside.

The other woman bowed respectfully to Chen Qingshan, smiling: "The outer hall has been cleaned up, please have tea, girl."

Chen Qingshan didn't understand, looked at Wang Yang, Wang Yang smiled: "Go, it's okay, I'm inside. If someone sends food, you eat it, if you send a gift, you accept it, don't be soft-handed."

Xiao Shan was confused: Send a gift? Who would send me a gift...

Wang Yang lifted the curtain and entered, seeing Old Zou Ye kneeling and kowtowing to him.

Actually, to be precise, it couldn't be counted as kneeling, but half of his body was lying softly on the bed, hunching forward like a broken reed. His white hair had been soaked with sweat, and his forehead was tightly against the edge of the bed, barely counting as a support, but the support was extremely difficult, so that his whole body was trembling, as if his whole body's bones would fall apart in the next moment, leaving only an empty, shriveled, old skin bag lying on the bed.

Although the maidservant was mentally prepared, she was still shocked. Her eye sockets turned red instantly. She bit her lower lip hard and didn't dare to make a sound, nor did she dare to step forward to help Zou Ye up. She could only look at Wang Yang pitifully, as if he were the only driftwood in the room that could save her life.

"Wenyang... Tribe... Gelao clan... Le... Gu, to the young master... plead guilty."

Old Zou Ye was trembling, his breath was like a gossamer, and a short sentence was cut into pieces by his panting. His withered shoulders also shook, as if he were enduring great pain.

Wang Yang noticed that this time, from the maidservant to Old Zou Ye, they all called him Young Master, not Han envoy.

His expression was indifferent, and no half-point pity could be seen in his eyes. Even the friendly appearance he had when facing Le Luo Luo was completely gone. As for the pleading gaze of the maidservant beside him, he ignored it completely, just clapped his hands twice and said: "Amazing."

Seeing that Old Zou Ye was swaying and didn't even have the strength to answer, Wang Yang looked at the maidservant, his voice emotionless:

"What are you still doing, help Zou Ye lie down."

The maidservant rushed to the bed as if she had been saved. Just as she reached out to support Old Zou Ye, Old Zou Ye struggled to lift his head as if he had been injected with a trace of strength, making a gesture of kowtowing to Wang Yang. But his body really didn't listen to him, his head only lowered less than half an inch, then trembled fiercely, and fell directly.

Wang Yang was expressionless, while the maidservant exclaimed. The maidservant who served Chen Qingshan in the front hall also came over. The two of them were in a hurry to settle Old Zou Ye, wiping sweat and feeding medicine, but the medicine juice overflowed from his mouth until the third time it was fed into his throat. Wang Yang patted his clothes, straightened his sleeves, sat down by himself, and quietly watched the two women busy around Old Zou Ye for a long time, until Old Zou Ye gathered enough strength and opened his eyelids, Wang Yang then opened his mouth:

"Why don't you rest first, I'll come again tomorrow."

Old Zou Ye smiled bitterly: "If the young master leaves like this, wouldn't it be taking my old life..."

Wang Yang smiled, a double entendre:

"I am clearly saving your old life."

This sentence said on the surface that letting Old Zou Ye rest was to save his life, but it actually contained another layer of meaning. Old Zou Ye naturally understood and sighed:

"Young master is brilliant. I knew long ago that even if this game could deceive the entire Wenyang Tribe, it couldn't deceive the young master. The amazing thing you said before naturally doesn't refer to the game I set up."

Wang Yang smiled:

"Of course, Zou Ye's strange plan to draw the bow, one arrow and six carvings, is certainly amazing, but in my opinion, this last step of abandoning the bow and throwing the arrow is the most amazing."

A self-deprecating look appeared on Old Zou Ye's face:

"It's not that I am willing to do so, but that people are valuable in self-knowledge. Young master is intelligent and talented. If I use virtual moves again, isn't it overestimating my own capabilities?"

Wang Yang played with the Cangming jade that he hadn't had time to re-tie, and smiled lightly:

"Zou Ye is too modest. Didn't this last move still trap me?"

"That is the young master's broad mind and emphasis on love and righteousness. Besides, there is great profit, and this business only makes money and doesn't lose. It's not that I trapped the young master, but..."

Old Zou Ye felt the wording was inappropriate and stopped talking.

The jade pendant turned lightly between Wang Yang's fingers, and Wang Yang added with a smile:

"But I trapped myself, right?"

Old Zou Ye increased his tone, with deep meaning:

"Who trapped whom, I am not as smart as the young master, I can't think clearly, and I don't want to think clearly. Because I have always felt that whether it is cooperation or doing business, as long as both sides can make money, it is fine. As for who trapped whom, why do we need to distinguish so clearly?"

Wang Yang nodded: "Makes sense, then tell me, how much did I earn this time."

Old Zou Ye showed a smile and said to the two maidservants: "You go down and serve that girl, I don't need anyone here."

After the two maidservants exited, Old Zou Ye said:

"Does the young master know how painful it is for a person to set up a full board of chess but not find anyone who can understand the chess path? It's like a gambler winning a big bet by relying on superb fraud, but everyone thinks he relies on luck, and the gambler himself can't find anyone to brag to. How sad is this taste? I hope the young master will pity my loneliness, point out the chess game of this clumsy chess player, shake off the bottom of this old gambler, and then I will talk to the young master about how much the young master can earn."

Wang Yang re-hung the jade pendant, the smile in his eyes deepened:

"Testing me?"

"I don't have the qualifications to test the young master. The young master can say one arrow and six carvings, which means he has already seen through everything. However, I am still very curious about what level the young master can infer to? This is just to satisfy the curiosity and vanity of this boring old barbarian. However, I can guarantee the young master that I won't let the young master waste his breath. What the young master earns this time is absolutely worth the young master saying a few more words."

"Okay. Then let me guess. I don't know when you started to lay out the plan to kill the Left and Right Haya, but you must have laid out this game for a long time, long enough for the Left and Right Haya to let down their guard against you, long enough for you to slowly contact the deployment and arrange manpower. You hid it very well and were very patient, weaving it one by one like a spider weaving a web, even Le Luo Luo was deceived. You have been bedridden for more than ten years. This period of time is enough for the people you planted to approach the Left and Right Haya, right? But unfortunately, you can't do it..."

Old Zou Ye's withered face glowed with the red of dead ashes burning again, like charcoal that was about to go out being splashed with strong wine, revealing an uncontrollable excitement, and even his breathing became rapid:

"Why can't I do it?"

"You are afraid of the Wenyang Tribe splitting! The hardest thing has never been killing, but handling the aftermath of killing. The Left and Right Haya hold real power and have their own tribes. Regardless of whether the murder is successful or not, the Wenyang Tribe has to face the risk of civil war. Besides, the Left and Right Haya both hold the army, so it is not easy for you to take action even if you want to. So you have to wait. You wait and wait, wait and wait, and finally wait for me. I have always been curious about how the news of our Han court wanting to surround and suppress the Wenyang Tribe leaked out. I suspected Guo Shao, and even Le Luo Luo, until tonight I finally understood that you spread it."

Old Zou Ye's eyes flashed with strange brilliance, and a low sigh of admiration came from his throat:

"Amazing, truly amazing. Young master, tell me, why did I spread this news?"

Wang Yang's gaze was calm, he pondered, and pondered:

"There are four reasons. First, to provoke the anger of those who are unwilling to submit, which is convenient for inciting people's hearts when laying out the plan later, and borrowing a knife to kill. Second, to lure the snake out of the hole, letting those who are dissatisfied jump out by themselves. Rather than waiting for them to secretly spoil things after submission, it is better to catch them all in one net and solve the future trouble. Third, and most importantly, you want to show the tribespeople a strong external pressure, making them afraid, making them confused, making them at a loss, so that after the Left and Right Haya die, the Wenyang Tribe can still hold together, rely on you, rely on Le Luo Luo, without complaint, like an arm and a finger, allowing you father and son to legitimately reshape the power and firmly control the Wenyang Tribe.

Fourth is equally important. You want to lure the Left and Right Haya to take the initiative to choose to transfer the army out of the barbarian village, and help you disperse the army and station them separately, which is convenient for you to balance and control. They might not have understood this point until they died, and still thought that gathering the barbarian army out of the village was a wonderful move that killed many birds with one stone, finally solving the trouble. After the trouble, everything returned to calm, their spirits inevitably relaxed, and their minds were put on finalizing the details of submission and the barbarian road. Plus, they were drinking and dealing with me all night, isn't this convenient for you to take action..."

Old Zou Ye listened more and more excitedly, panting a few times, as if he wanted to release all the emotions suppressed in his heart. He slightly narrowed his eyes comfortably, as if soaking in a hot spring, every blood vessel in his whole body became active, and he didn't know whether he was praising himself or praising Wang Yang, his voice full of satisfaction: