Chapter 280

Just then, the peerless pair of Little Dragon Maiden and Li Mo Chou had also finished off the other enemies.

"Let's go, don't let these small fry delay our journey!"

Lin Fan led everyone to continue toward Shangjing City, feeling somewhat puzzled about what Zhu Wushi wanted to do. Why did he send people to capture Princess Yunluo? Could it be that he wanted to get the Heavenly Fragrance Beans from her? But he shouldn't know the Heavenly Fragrance Beans were in Princess Yunluo's hands, right?

By the time of the Shen hour (3-5 PM), Lin Fan's group arrived in front of a tall city. "Shangjing City" was written on the city wall.

"Finally here. I'm going to settle the score with Qin Gui, so I'll part ways with you here!"

Lin Fan bowed to Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng and said.

"Wait, you haven't taken the force map yet!"

Hua Manlou called out to stop Lin Fan, who was about to leave.

"That's true!"

So, Lin Fan followed Hua Manlou to the basement of the Hua family's bank. After obtaining the distribution map of the major forces in Shangjing City, Lin Fan looked it over with interest.

He found that the capital was indeed the capital; all major sects had liaison offices and service points here.

"Alright, I have to go, otherwise it will be dark!"

Lin Fan said goodbye and left, with Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou bowing to see him off.

No one noticed that when he came out, there was one more person by Lin Fan's side—that person was naturally Wuqing.

For revenge, if she didn't let Wuqing kill Qin Gui with her own hands, how could she resolve her inner knot?

"Set off!"

Lin Fan scanned the women and led them toward the Prime Minister's mansion.

"Stop, this is the area of the Prime Minister's mansion, no idlers allowed!"

Over ten soldiers guarding the intersection stopped Lin Fan.

Lin Fan hadn't expected that the Zhu Que Street, which was over ten miles long, would be half occupied by the Prime Minister's mansion. Being blocked halfway showed the extent of Qin Gui's power.

Half of this place was a bustling market, while the other half was the quiet Prime Minister's mansion—it was truly ironic.

Lin Fan didn't even look at the soldiers and continued forward on his horse. The soldiers wanted to draw their swords to warn him, but Azi shot them with hidden weapons, and they instantly fell to the ground dead.

"Trouble, trouble, someone is attacking the Prime Minister's mansion."

"I wonder which Jianghu hero it is. Can't they sneak in at night? Walking in so openly, are they tired of living?"

"You don't understand. The Prime Minister's mansion has no rest, day or night, all year round. There are soldiers and martial arts experts patrolling back and forth, surrounding the mansion so tightly that not even a fly can fly in."

The market suddenly became even more bustling, with many people calling friends and bringing others to watch the scene of this Jianghu hero bravely charging into the Prime Minister's mansion.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Since the situation at the intersection was known to the common people and Jianghu people, the Prime Minister's mansion naturally knew about it too.

Soon someone went in to report to Qin Gui.

At this time, Qin Gui was entertaining a distinguished guest, the current Emperor Zhao Gou.

"Reporting to the Prime Minister..."

Because Zhao Gou was traveling incognito, the guards didn't recognize him. Seeing that there was an outsider, he stopped halfway through his sentence.

"Speak plainly!"

Qin Gui said with dissatisfaction.

"Someone is attacking the mansion and has killed the soldiers guarding Zhu Que Street. They are currently heading toward the mansion."

The subordinate naturally heard Qin Gui's dissatisfaction and hurriedly reported.

"Is this something worth disturbing me for? Mobilize the mansion guards to deal with him. If that still doesn't work, notify the guest experts!"

The subordinate accepted the order and hurriedly went to notify the mansion guards. Zhao Gou, to show how much he valued Qin Gui, had specifically allowed him to form a 300-man mansion guard to protect his home. Now was the time to use them.

"Does the Prime Minister often encounter assassinations?"

Zhao Gou asked, knowing the answer.

"Yes. Although I have a sincere heart and have been running around lobbying for the stability of the country and the peace of the people, enduring humiliation to facilitate the alliance between the Jin Kingdom and the Southern Song to avoid suffering and national turmoil, it is inevitable that some people will misunderstand me and think I am a traitor, so people often come to assassinate me."

Qin Gui had the expression of "I am a great loyal minister, I am misunderstood, so I am very aggrieved," which made Zhao Gou sneer in his heart.

Qin Gui was a treacherous minister; Zhao Gou wanted to kill him quickly. It wasn't because he was a treacherous minister harming the country and the people—which dynasty didn't have treacherous ministers?

It was just that Qin Gui often didn't take him, the Emperor, seriously, thinking that with the Jin people as his backing, he could be arrogant and domineering, often threatening him with hidden needles and sarcasm.

Zhao Gou had long wanted to kill him, but he didn't dare. Qin Gui was the lackey of the Jin people and represented the Jin Kingdom. If he killed him, it meant tearing his face off with the Jin people. When the Jin people invaded in large numbers, the weak Song army would be no match for those bloodthirsty savages, and the country would be in danger of collapse at any time.

Now, although he was admitting defeat and ceding territory and paying reparations to the Jin Kingdom, at least he was still the Emperor.

As for the lives of the people and the territory on the border, he couldn't care that much.

Lin Fan saw the 300 mansion guards rush out and raised his eyebrows, then waved his hand, and a zither appeared in his hand.

"Release the arrows!"

The leader of the mansion guards had no intention of talking nonsense and ordered the 300 men to shoot in three volleys. In an instant, a dense rain of arrows flew toward Lin Fan and the others, covering the sky.

Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng appeared on a tall building in the distance. They still couldn't let go of their friend Lin Fan, so they came to check.

"Zheng!"

Lin Fan just gently plucked the strings. With his internal energy infused, the zither sound resounded through the clouds.

As Lin Fan played the Heavenly Dragon Eight Tones, the zither sound was like knives and swords, sharp and exposed, and an atmosphere of killing permeated the air.

Then the zither sound turned into invisible blades, sweeping away the rain of arrows that covered the sky.

The expression of the mansion guard leader on the opposite side changed drastically. He saw that Lin Fan was an expert, a true peerless expert. However, before he could warn his men, the invisible blades swept across, and the 300 mansion guards were instantly torn apart, leaving no bones behind. Even the two stone lions at the entrance of the Prime Minister's mansion exploded.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's expression was indifferent and calm. These mansion guards were helping the tyrant, and they deserved to die.