Chapter 23: Killing Intention

Yang Yuanqing's psychological poisonous arrow shot into everyone's heart. The atmosphere in the lobby had become a little subtle. Everyone was still whispering and laughing, trying to avoid the unpleasantness brought by Yang Yuanqing just now. (")

But some things cannot be avoided. They no longer talk about the unity and future of the Guanlong nobles, but are all talking about the romantic love. This is human self-protection instinct. When they find that they will suffer from disaster, everyone's words will become cautious.

Several eyes looked at Yang Shidao, who was sitting at the bottom of his head. Yang Shidao drank wine calmly, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

In the room, Yuanshou's face was extremely worried. Yang Yuanqing's psychological poisonous arrow not only shot others, but also shot him. He felt that he was He Ruobi from that time.

"Brother Pu Tai, do you think this is possible?"

Zhang Jin also sighed, "Your heart is unpredictable, I don't know."

Of course, Zhang Jin knew that Yang Yuanqing was making a statement to scare them. If Yang Yuanqing really had a conspiracy, he would not remind everyone, but the problem was that there was indeed such a possibility. Yang Guang was waiting for the opportunity to attack the Guanlong nobles again, but he just didn't tell Yang Yuanqing.

Intuition tells Zhang Jin that if Yang Guang really attacks the Guanlong nobles, it will either be Yuanshou or himself, and one of the two masterminds must be.

"Is our plan over like this?" Although it is difficult to open its mouth, Yuanshou still asked this unavoidable question.

Zhang Jin was silent for a while, nodded, and gave Yuanshou a positive answer.

"I'm not willing!" Yuanshou punched the table hard.

"This is not a question of whether you are willing to give up."

Zhang Jin glanced at the lobby outside and said lightly: "Yang Yuanqing's heart is pierced with an arrow, and people's hearts are disintegrating and can no longer be gathered. At least we can't talk about this tonight."

Zhang Jin looked at Yuanshou again, and hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help but say it, "Brother Yuan, I have a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not."

"What can we say after decades of friendship?"

Zhang Jin smiled bitterly, "Brother Yuan, we shouldn't start with Yang Yuanqing when dealing with the Shandong gentry. He has too much contact with the emperor and has Princess Leping's backing. If he can't fight, he will suffer...."

Yuanshou bowed his head and said nothing. Zhang Jin quickly glanced at him and thought to himself, "Can he really retaliated against his personal grudges with great justice?"

"Brother Yuan, do you have to deal with Yang Yuanqing?"

"Why!"

Yuanshou sighed long, with endless pain in his tone, "The hatred between my Yuan family and Yang Yuanqing is indeed difficult to resolve, but I will not let everyone avenge me. I will continue to deal with Yang Yuanqing, but it has nothing to do with other Guanlong nobles. Brother Putai, just say anything you have!"

Zhang Jin nodded, "Since that's the case, I'll just say that the Shandong gentry is definitely the enemy of the Guanlong nobles, but this cannot be resolved overnight. We can slow it down. After this prophecy storm has passed, we will start over again. Next time, I plan to deal with Cui Bosu and start with him to deal with the Shandong gentry. Holy Hall."

"Yes, I totally agree!"

Zhang Jin mentioned the prophecy storm, which made Yuanshou suddenly remember something. He quickly glanced at the lobby and whispered: "Brother Pu Tai, I am thinking about what Yang Yuanqing said in the last sentence. He is very grateful to the Li family. Could it be that the prophecy was done by Li Yuan?"

Zhang Jin was shocked, "No! What are the benefits of him doing this?"

"Maybe he wants to take advantage of the troubled waters?"

Yuanshou Yin**: "Didn't you say that Li Yuan is a loyal and treacherous person? Seeing him pretending to be sick, I think there is something wrong with this person. Should we ask?"

Zhang Jin pondered for a while and shook his head, "After all, we have no evidence. When we ask, we are afraid that everyone will be embarrassed, which will cause unnecessary estrangement."

At this time, Yuanshou no longer wanted to deal with any Shandong gentry. He wanted to get rid of Yang Yuanqing and take revenge. He wanted to know who made up the prophecy and finally blamed the Yuan family. This involved his personal interests. Now he vaguely guessed that it was Li Yuan, how could he still bear it?

"It's okay, I'll test him."

He immediately ordered a guard standing at the door, "Go and invite Mr. Jiancheng from the Li family!"

After a moment, Li Jiancheng walked in worriedly. Behind him, Dou Yan also followed in. He was very loyal, fearing that Li Jiancheng would be criticized by any unfairness.

Li Jiancheng stepped forward and bowed, "Jiancheng met with the two uncles!"

Yuanshou glanced at Dou Yan behind him and smiled, "I want to ask my nephew for just a little thing."

"Shi Bo asked, Jiancheng knew everything."

"very good!"

Yuanshou was extremely dissatisfied with Li Yuan. He always believed that Li Yuan was extremely responsible for the death of his nephew Yuan Shangying. It was Li Yuan and Yang Yuanqing who conspired to kill his nephew. Although Li Yuan repeatedly explained, he still didn't believe it. If it weren't for the sake of his clan's brother Yuan Hongsi, he wouldn't have reconciled with Li Yuan at all. Now that he thought that Li Yuan might harm him behind his back, his anger towards Li Yuan ignited again. (")

Yuanshou didn't turn around, so he asked directly: "When Yang Yuanqing left, he said thank you for your father. Can you tell me what he meant by 'thank you'?"

Li Jiancheng shook his head, "I am also confused. I have been thinking about this just now. Maybe it is a matter in the officialdom. I don't know much about it, so I am going back and ask my father."

Li Jiancheng made an excuse that he wanted to turn this off, but with Yuanshou's shrewdness, how could he push it off?

"Is that right? But he said, "You know in your heart," not, "You know in your heart," and I think you should know."

Yuanshou stared at every expression of Li Jiancheng, his eyes not blinking.

Li Jiancheng smiled bitterly and said, "I am just a white dick. How could I know about the officialdom? Otherwise, my father would have successfully built the matter in Fenyang Palace so that he could be exempted from liability. I don't know anything else."

"No! Nephew."

Yuanshou stared at Li Jiancheng and smiled sinisterly: "Why do I feel that Yang Yuanqing's tone is saying something shameful? Is it a prophecy?"

Yuanshou tentatively punched Li Jiancheng. Li Jiancheng had no expression on his face and shook his head, "I don't understand what Shi Bo is talking about?"

But he annoyed Dou Yan. He was a martial artist with a hot temper and couldn't help but shout, "Yuan Neishi, what evidence do you have to slander people like this?"

His voice was loud and alarmed the guests in the lobby outside. The guests looked at each other. Not knowing what had happened, many people stood up and walked towards the side hall.

Zhang Jin quickly pulled Yuanshou and told him not to say anything more, but how could Yuanshou be scared and silent by the younger generation? Where can he put his face? He is the dignified inner-sergeant, cabinet prime minister, and head of the Yuan family.

Yuanshou's face sank, "Young Master Dou, this matter has nothing to do with you, please go out!"

"Head of the Yuan family, I am the guest you invited. Since you are so rude, I will say goodbye!"

Dou Yan grabbed Li Jiancheng's wrist and said, "Brother Jiancheng, let's go!"

Without any explanation, he dragged Li Jiancheng out of the room and walked out loudly. He shouted to everyone: "There is no evidence in the history of the Yuan Dynasty. It is really rude to say that the prophecy was compiled by the Li family. It is better not to drink this longevity wine, let's take one step first."

He pulled Li Jiancheng out of the lobby, and Li Jiancheng broke free from his hand and whispered: "It's too rude to walk like this, and it will offend people."

Dou Yan snorted and said, "Don't be stupid. They are going to jump into the fire pit. If we don't take this opportunity to jump off the pirate ship, do we still have to bury them with us? Let's go!"

When Li Jiancheng thought of Yuanshou's suspicion, he had no choice but to follow Dou Yan and leave Yuan Mansion.

I saw Dugu Qi's voice coming from the lobby, "It's getting late, so I'll say goodbye too!"

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In Yang Yuanqing's study, Yang Balang handed a list to Yang Yuanqing, "Young Master, this is the entire property of the Yuan family in the capital, I have found out."

Yang Yuanqing took the list and looked carefully, and soon found what he wanted. He pointed to the list and asked, "Have you confirmed the content on this with Cui Jun?"

"I showed it to Cui Jun in the afternoon, and he said it was completely correct."

Yang Yuanqing turned two more pages and frowned and said, "Why did the rice price become three hundred coins for Doumi? Didn't I suppress the rice before I went to Yiwu? "

Yang Balang bowed and said, "I heard that it is related to Longyou's attack on Tuyuhun. Rice prices in Longyou and Guanzhong soared, and the rice prices in the capital naturally also rose. Cui Jun said that the people in the capital were quite complaining."

Yang Yuanqing just asked casually, and he nodded, "I understand, you go and rest!"

Yang Balang gave a gift and stepped down. Yang Yuanqing spread the memorial paper, picked up the pen, thought for a while, and then began to write a memorial quickly. Tomorrow, he would confront Yuanshou in the morning court. This is his style. Since he had mastered the initiative, he would attack continuously and never give Yuanshou a chance to breathe.

At this time, Green Tea said at the door: "Young master, the carriage is ready."

Yang Yuanqing thought for a while and had to put down his pen and write again when he came back. He put on his clothes and walked out quickly, and asked again: "How is the situation of Madam?"

Pei Minqiu caught a cold last night and still couldn't get up after lying down for a day, which made Yang Yuanqing quite apologetic.

"It's a little better than in the morning. Madam knows you're busy and tells you not to worry, she will get up tomorrow."

It was already very late. Yang Yuanqing had no time to visit his wife and walked directly to the outer courtyard. The carriage had been waiting for a long time. He boarded the carriage and ordered: "Go to the residence of the envoy Cui of Jingzhao Yin!"

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In the imperial study, Yang Xiong accompanied his son Yang Shidao and was reporting to Yang Guang in detail what happened in the Yuan Mansion tonight. When Yang Shidao said that Yang Yuanqing asked for a duel with the Yuan Mansion, he stopped nervously, but Yang Guang was expressionless and unmoved.

"What about the reaction of the Guanlong nobles?" he asked coldly.

Yang Shidao quickly bowed and said, "Report to Your Majesty, no one in Guanlong nobles has ever talked about dealing with Yang Yuanqing and Shandong geniuses, they all only talk about Fengyue."

Yang Guang glanced at Yang Xiong, "Who do you think this is a plan? Yang Yuanqing or the Pei brothers?"

Yang Xiong could not see Yang Guang's attitude. From the beginning to the end, there was no smile on Yang Guang's face or annoyance. Yang Xiong had no idea at all, so he could only answer according to his own feelings. He said carefully: "I can't explain it clearly, it's just a kind of intuition. The two Pei Xiangguo didn't seem to have such a sharp idea."
To be continued...