Chapter 20 Threat with Life

Chen Wuhua met Chen Houzhu who was at his last moment of death today. Her miserable old days made her heart full of sadness. In addition, she had not recovered from her fatigue on the road, so she fell ill all of a sudden.

In the back house, Niu Niu sat quietly in front of her aunt's sickbed. Her grandma had just finished her medicine and had fallen asleep. She was sleeping very heavily. Niu Niu called her several times but did not wake her up, which made Niu Niu feel a little worried.

Niu Niu was also full of guilt for her grandmother. Although she did not deceive Yang Yuanqing, she told her grandmother lies. On the night she returned to Beijing on the first day, she told her grandmother that she wanted to visit a senior sister who married to the capital with her senior brother, but in fact, she went to be an assassin.

Yuan Qing was already furious about this matter. If her grandmother knew the truth again, she really didn't know how to face her. Niu Niu covered her face, and the huge pressure made her heart full of pain. On the one hand, it was her father's last words and the oath she made, and on the other hand, it was her brother Yuan Qing's unrestrained determination. She really didn't know what to do?

"Miss outspoken girl!"

A maid at the door whispered to her, "Mr. Wang said there is an urgent matter to come to you."

"I see!"

Niu Niu stood up and walked quickly to the yard. She saw Wang Mo standing at the door with his hands behind his back, his face heavy.

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter with me?" Niu Niu walked up to ask.

"You come with me, it's inconvenient to say that here. The doctor wants to talk to you about the condition of the uterus mother."

Niu Niu was shocked, "Is my grandma's condition not good?"

Wang Mo nodded, "It's a little bit bad."

He turned around and walked towards the yard next to him. Niu Niu was extremely worried. He followed Wang Mo into the yard and entered a small house. There was only a couch in the room. On the couch was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a bamboo cage and a long robe, and was lowering his head and writing something?

"This is Mr. Li. He used to be an imperial physician in the palace. He has retired from the officialdom and is the best doctor in the urban area." Wang Mo introduced to her.

Niu Niu gave a gift, "Doctor Li, how is my grandmother's condition?"

"She was poisoned and was hit by a strong poison called Jinjiao. There is no cure. You should prepare for your funeral! Sorry, I can do nothing, so I'm going to say goodbye."

After the old doctor said that, he stood up and left.

Niu Niu was shocked. How could it be? How could grandma be poisoned? She turned around and wanted to call the doctor, but the doctor was already walking quickly.

She quickly walked forward a few steps and stared at Wang Mo, her eyes full of suspicion, "Mr. Wang, what's going on? How could my grandma be poisoned?"

Wang Mo shook his head, tears flashed at the corners of his eyes, and he sighed: "I don't know that there is a poisoning prescription left by a doctor on the couch. How to get poisoned and how toxic, it is written very clearly on it, you can read it yourself!"

When Niu Niu turned around, she saw a piece of paper on the couch, filled with words. She stepped forward a few steps and picked up the white paper.

At this time, Wang Mo was standing at the door. Just as Niu Niu bent down to pick up the white paper, he quickly left the room. Niu Niu felt something. When she turned around, she saw Wang Mo withdrawing from the panic, and suddenly understood, but she didn't pick up the recipe. She turned around and rushed towards the door. She was very skilled and shot like an arrow, but she was still half a step late. The door closed with a bang, and Niu Niu rushed to the side window again. A iron plate fell from above the window, sealing the window tightly. The light suddenly went out, and the room became pitch black.

There was a self-defense dagger beside Niu Niu. She pulled out the dagger to pry the door, but no matter how she pried it, the iron door did not move at all.

At this time, Wang Mo's proud laughter came from outside the door, "Miss Qian, don't pry it anymore. This room is specially made, the walls and roofs are made of large bluestone, and the iron plates of doors and windows are as thick as an inch and a half. Even if Yang Yuanqing gave you the Panying Sword, you can't split it. I know that you have great martial arts skills, so I asked you to come here to talk."

"Wang Mo, was my grandmother poisoned?" Niu Niu shouted sternly.

"How could she be poisoned? The bullshit doctor just now was just an old groom in the mansion, you just didn't see him."

Wang Mo's proud laughter came, "My mother is the spiritual pillar of the Nanhua Society. We don't want her to do anything, it's just that her mood has affected her sleep. She hasn't been able to sleep well these days. We just added a little to calm the nerves to her medicine to make her sleep soundly, which is conducive to her physical recovery."

Niu Niu also knew that her grandmother was important to the Nanhua Society. It was too late to ask her grandmother to live a hundred years old and she would never harm her. She let it go.

"Wang Mo, then what do you care about me?"

Wang Mo sighed outside the house and said, "To be honest, we have just received the news that the court already knew about the palace mother going to visit the Later Lord. In order to ensure the safety of the palace mother, we have to send her away overnight and can no longer stay in Wanchun Tea House. This place is very dangerous."

Niu Niu sneered, "Wanchun Tea House is the foundation of Nanhuahui in the capital. If the imperial court knew that my grandmother was in Wanchun Tea House, wouldn't Nanhuahui be even more dangerous? Don't hide your tricks from me."

"Smart! The girl from the world is indeed smart."

Wang Mo laughed approvingly, "Okay! Then I'll tell the truth, Miss Chuchen, we hope you will leave Chang'an for the time being and don't have any contact with Yang Yuanqing anymore. We are in extreme danger now. The person who followed Yang Yuanqing just came back to report that after Yang Yuanqing left the city, he immediately went to the King of Jin's mansion to report us. Miss Chuchen, you made all of us unable to sleep tonight."

Niu Niu snorted disdainfully, "Fortunately you locked me up, otherwise you would be exposed. Who is my righteous brother? I knew him ten years ago. He is a real man and promised me a thousand gold. He is definitely not a despicable villain like you."

"Good curse! But Miss Qian, we cannot place the lives of tens of thousands of people in the Nanhua Association on your understanding. Although you keep saying that he does not know the Nanhua Association, we think that he must know. To be honest, we all agree that as long as he takes you away, he will definitely attack us. Only by eliminating the Nanhua Association can you truly get rid of the Nanhua Association."

Niu Niu was surprised. She finally understood what Wang Mo meant. She took two steps back, "You... want to kill him?"

A threat gradually appeared in Wang Mo's tone, "It depends on you whether to kill him or not. If you cooperate with us, write a letter to her and beg him not to report it. We can promise you not to kill him. If you refuse to write, then I'm sorry, we will kill him tomorrow and eliminate hidden dangers."

Niu Niu sneered coldly: "I understand, you don't have my handwriting, otherwise you would write him a fake letter, so you came to threaten me."

Wang Mo sighed, "Miss Chaochen, you are indeed very smart."

His tone suddenly changed, "Yes! We are threatening you, and his life is in your hands. If you want him to die, then you just ignore it."

"Don't be foolish. I won't write anything. Only by writing about him will he die quickly. I advise you not to mess with him, otherwise you will regret it."

"Then wait and see!"

Wang Mo's voice disappeared, and suddenly the room was filled with thick smoke. Niu Niu bent over and covered her throat and coughed violently. Finally, she felt weak and fainted on the ground.

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Before dawn the next day, the gate of the city slowly opened. Yang Yuanqing immediately rode in. He was worried all night last night, fearing that Niu Niu would have something unexpected. However, he also saw Zhang Zhongjian leaving the city at the last moment when the city gate was closed, so he felt slightly relieved.

Yang Yuanqing speeded up his horse and rushed to the door of Wanchun Tea House after a moment. He said to his friend, and soon a deacon ran out and bowed and smiled, "Young Master Yang is here to find Miss Chen!"

"Yes! Is she here?" Yang Yuanqing asked with a smile.

"I'm packing up my things and saying I'm going to move. Mr. Yang, come in and sit for a while and have a sip of tea."

Yang Yuanqing knew the background of Wanchun Tea House, so how could he drink their tea? He shook his head, "I'm waiting for her outside, thank you for your kindness."

"This...why I'll take you to find her! Miss Qian has a lot of things, so she may not be able to take them alone."

Yang Yuanqing glanced at him and nodded, "Okay! Please lead the way."

The deacon was secretly happy and turned to the steps. Yang Yuanqing followed him, but after walking less than two steps, Yang Yuanqing quickly pinned his neck and dragged him down the steps. A sharp dagger pressed against his throat. Yang Yuanqing sneered: "You tried every means to coax me into it. Is the Hongmen Banquet inside?"

"Young Master, there is nothing."

Yang Yuanqing used a little force in his hand, and the dagger stabbed into his throat. Blood burst out and said coldly: "I kill people like numb, kill you like a chicken, and give you another last chance. If you don't say it, I will cut your throat."

The blood was already flowing all over his neck, and the deacon felt unbearable pain and had no strength at all, but he still said, "I'm all... good intention!"

At this time, Yang Yuanqing had already seen the sword light in the shop. More than a dozen big men were about to rush out with the sword, but they were called back again. He pulled the dagger, cut off the deacon's throat and kicked him away.

Yang Yuanqing turned over and took off the Sky-Breaking Spear from the horse, and rushed up the steps. There was no one in the lobby of the shop, only a small door was open, leading to the backyard, and no one could be seen from the small door.

Yang Yuanqing sneered. He rode his horse to the small door but did not enter. The long spear suddenly poked the wall beside him. The sharp long blade pierced the wall. A scream came from behind the wall. A big man holding a knife fell to the door. The sky spear had pierced his back heart, and blood stained his clothes red.

There was a scream from the small door, and panic footsteps sounded. The big men hiding in the corridors on both sides of the small door retreated one after another. Yang Yuanqing rushed into the small door, and the corridors on both sides were empty.

Yang Yuanqing suddenly became angry. He knew that something must have happened to Niu Niu. He retreated to the lobby, waved his spear and rolled an oil lamp on the wall, landed on the curtain cloth, and the flames quickly burned. In a moment, there was already thick smoke in the lobby. Yang Yuanqing slowly left the lobby. At this moment, a scream of fear came from the counter in the lobby. A guy hiding under the counter could not stand the smoke and ran out of the lobby. Yang Yuanqing slapped him with a spear pole and knocked him to the ground. The spear blade pressed against his chest and shouted sternly: "Say! Where is Miss Qian?"

The man is not from the Nanhua Society. He witnessed Yang Yuanqing killing and setting fire with his own eyes. He was already scared to death and begged repeatedly, "Give me your life! Get me your life!"

"If you want to survive, say it!"

The guy was so scared that he hurriedly said, "I don't know the specifics, but last night, two carriages left the teahouse and the carriages were covered tightly."

"When is it before or after the gates of the metropolitan city are closed?"

"After closing, it's about an hour."

At this time, an arrow shot out from the tea shop at parabola and shot towards Yang Yuanqing. There was a letter on the arrow, which Yang Yuanqing caught. He pulled out the letter inside, and there was only one sentence on the letter, "Zhang Chuchen is in the Baiyu Restaurant in Xianyang, and his life is only noon."

The murderous intent burst out in Yang Yuanqing's heart. He slowly turned around, glanced at the Wanchun Tea House with thick smoke, turned his horse's head and ran away.

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