Chapter 392: The Second Young Master is everywhere

Li Erhe hurriedly rode his horse towards the door. As soon as he left the center of the field, he saw a fireball the size of a hat falling from the sky, landing where he was just standing, smashing the ground trembling.

Looking at the flames all over the ground, Li Erhe shouted that he was lucky. He was about to escape from this ghost place quickly, but he felt a sudden bulge under his feet, and it was like a mountain collapse and cracking.

"Is the earthquake??" This is Mr. Li's last words, which were then stirred up by the waves of air. With a shocking sound, Mr. Li, hundreds of soldiers in the yard, and dozens of trenchers, were instantly buried in the shocking explosion and torn to pieces...

This extremely terrifying violent explosion was even beyond the expectations of Huangfu Zhanwen and Shi Yong, the two initiators. They were shocked and their ears were buzzing, almost unable to control themselves and fell from the room.

Looking at the dazzling flames like a huge mushroom cloud, rising from the dark smoke, Huangfu Zhanwen pressed his chest hard and couldn't help but scream: "It's too... too... too... too... too... too..."

Shi Yong slapped his forehead and suddenly said, "I remembered that during class, the prince said that gunpowder must be under closed conditions before an explosion occurs."

Huangfu Zhanwen laughed and said, "No matter what the reason is, it's more satisfying to send that boy from the Li family to heaven than anything else." As he said that, he pulled Shi Yong's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "It's time to leave, otherwise he really can't leave." Shi Yong nodded, followed Huangfu Zhanwen and jumped out of the room, turned over and the horse, and disappeared on the street heading south by a team of guards.

The explosion was so loud that it even shocked the Taiwei Li, two miles away, shook his heart and said astonished, "Why is there such a powerful thing?" Of course, he didn't know that his dick had already been blown into pieces, two pieces, three or four pieces, and it was blown into pieces and couldn't see it.

Mr. Yin frowned and said, "The situation is not good! The second young master seems to be trapped."

Li Hun's face changed and he ordered Li Qing next to him in a deep voice, "Go and answer."

Li Qing quickly responded, lit up the two teams of cavalry, and headed towards the explosion. Halfway through the way, he saw a team of lost soldiers coming towards him.

Looking at the soldiers' appearance of losing their parents, Li Qing couldn't help but say annoyed: "What's wrong with each one? Are you dead?"

Then he heard the lucky leader of the team, saying sadly: "Second Master...Second Master...is gone."

Li Qing was stunned when he heard this, grabbed the reins and said, "What? What's wrong with the second communion?"

The leader of the team turned over and dismounted, knelt on the ground and sobbed: "The second young master was killed by the bomb..."

This statement was like a bolt from the blue, which shocked Li Qing almost fell off his horse. It took him a long time to recover and shouted: "Where is a person? No matter how alive or dead, I want to see someone!" He had no son, and he had always been in love with Li Erhe, and had long regarded him as his own child.

The unlucky Weiwei cried and said, "It has been blown to pieces, and it is everywhere..."

Li Qingzhi felt the darkness in front of his eyes and suddenly lost consciousness. While helping him off the horse, the guards quickly went back to report to the old lieutenant. Everyone's hearts were extremely heavy.

If the Li family was in a deep mood, then the Wen family really felt what a catastrophe was.

The entire prime minister's mansion was surrounded by a group of black-armored cavalry. Since the prime minister came back, no one had been able to enter and exit the prime minister's mansion. The servants and guards bluffed and launched several breakthroughs, but were shot at the door by the cavalry without any mercy.

Some masters worshipped the sky until dark and wanted to escape in the darkness of the night, but found that there were torches outside the wall, as bright as daylight. As soon as they showed their heads, they would be ruthlessly hit by dense rain of arrows. Only then did they realize that the entire prime minister's mansion was hard to cross.

But they couldn't sit there and wait for death. After a brief discussion, the worshipers unanimously determined that there must be a secret passage in the mansion, otherwise why would the prime minister be so calm? So they got together to the small courtyard where the prime minister lived and clamored to see Wen Yanbo.

After several floors of walls, the uncle and nephew of the Wen family in the inner room could still hear the vague noise outside. But seeing that the parents were still calm and splashing ink, although the two were anxious, they could only follow their temperament and read Wen Yanbo, who had a slim belt, wrote:

‘Flood and drought are impermanent, so why bother with the wind and sail?

There is still a day when the dust in the East China Sea is shining, and the white-clothed dog is instantly.’

The two of them had no way of understanding the current mood of the parents, and could only literally see that the Wen family's aura this time was really...all.

Wen Mingli's face turned pale and her tongue was tangled, "Dad...Dad, is our family really helpless?"

Wen Yanbo gracefully closed the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, gently put his pen on his pen and said, "Mingli, I will give you four proverbs to my father, listen carefully."

Wen Mingli said intently: ‘When is it now? It’s really silver? You always give me real gold, and I’m not interested in consuming it.’ But he also said seriously: “Dad, please speak, listen carefully.”

Wen Yanbo didn't look at him either. He twisted a paperweight bamboo board, picked up the pen again, and wrote neatly in regular script: "There is no need to be arrogant, and the poor is no need to be blamed; if you want to see the head, it doesn't count in front of you."

Wen Mingli quickly took it respectfully, and when he saw it, he put it in his sleeve and said, "Keep in mind."

If it were the same, Wen Yanbo would have scolded him sternly, but now it is not as good as before. He just smiled faintly, glanced at his son deeply, and waved his hand, "Mingli, you go down first."

Wen Mingli was confused by Wen Yanbo's words. He curled his lips and wanted to say something, but when he saw that the old man had lowered his head, he had to whisper: "I understand, my child." Then he stepped down gently.

Looking at his back as he was leaving, Wen Yantao whispered: "Brother, are you going to give the Mingli out?"

Wen Yanbo sighed and said, "Mingxin has already established a foothold in the south, right?"

Wen Yantao felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, but now that things have come to this point, there is nothing to hide, so he smiled embarrassedly: "Brother has known it a long time ago..."

Wen Yanbo pointed to the seat next to him, sat down with his second brother to drink tea, sipped a sip of fragrant tea and said, "I only knew about it a year ago, but thinking that the ancients knew about the 'Cunning Rabbit Three Holes', then you may do this, it may be a way out for our family." He put down the cup, twisted his twilight beard, and smiled and said, "Isn't this good? Let the two children be their companions, so they won't be alone and difficult to get tired."

Wen Yantao heard the absolute meaning in his elder brother's tone, but he didn't want to sit and wait for death. He leaned forward and asked nervously, "Does our brothers have to wait for death here?"

Wen Yanbo smiled miserably and said, "Can we two brothers escape? Even if Qin Yutian doesn't kill us, Li Hun and Emperor Zhaowu, who can let us go?"

Wen Yantao looked at the elder brother's face suspiciously. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the noise outside getting closer and closer. The butler shouted at the door: "The prime minister is resting in the inner room, you can't go in..." Before he finished speaking, he was strangled and there was no movement again.

Accompanied by the chaotic footsteps, the curtain was lifted, and several strong-looking guards held Wen Mingli who had just left and entered the inner room in a bustling manner.

Wen Yantao stood up and said with a stern look on his face: "What are you going to do? Do you want to rebel?"

Unexpectedly, those worshippers did not buy his account at all. Without looking at him, they bowed to Wen Yanbo and said, "The Prime Minister has always treated us well. We have always been loyal to us in the past. But we did not sell our lives to the Prime Minister." "That is, there is a saying: 'Men and wife are birds in the same forest, and they escape when the disaster comes.' Besides, we are just a relationship between the Protector and the Priest. Now the mansion is about to be destroyed. Please give us a way out and let us go."

Wen Yanbo was still sitting as steady as Mount Tai, gently putting down the teacup and said, "You are polite to you, so please do whatever you say."

Several worshippers thought to themselves, "If we can leave, we will still be noisy with you." When they looked at each other, the leader said with a little embarrassedly: "Now there are all fifth princes outside. Although we are not afraid, there is no need to anger His Highness of a country, right? Please lend your secret passage to facilitate your brothers."

Wen Yanbo smiled and said, "How do you know there is a secret passage in my house?"

When the worshipers saw that the old prime minister did not deny it, they said happily: "We have been in the mansion for many years, and we still have heard of it."

Wen Yanbo glanced at the brother beside him and smiled faintly: "Yan Tao, do you think there are secret passages in our mansion?"

Wen Yantao couldn't figure out his attention, and smiled bitterly, "Whether there is... or not?"

Wen Yanbo smiled and said, "This one can be there."

Wen Yantao's expression changed several times, and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!" The priests wanted to use the second son as hostage, but they didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Hearing this, he said happily: "I'll ask the prime minister to release the animals."

Wen Yanbo smiled and found a key from his arms, and said softly: "You go to the bedroom and open the cabinet. The secret passage is inside the cabinet. You can directly lead to an abandoned house three streets away. You should do it yourself."

Several worshippers were very happy. Just as they were about to let go of Wen Mingli, they were called suspiciously by one of them and said dryly: "There are many masters in the prime minister. Compared to you, brothers are just villains." As he said that, he pulled Wen Mingli over, the real villain said: "Let's make a promise with the prime minister. As long as we can escape smoothly, we will definitely send the second master to a safe place. What do you think?"

Wen Yanbo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Don't you believe me?"

"The heart of being on guard against others must be avoided..." said the indifferent worship.

At this time, Wen Yantao took the key from Brother Nai's hand and said to the several worshippers: "You let go of my nephew, I will come and go with you." He said to Wen Yanbo, "Brother, I will come back when I see them off."

Wen Yanbo narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a moment, and then slowly said: "It's very dark outside, do you really want to go?"

Wen Yantao thought to himself: 'It's better than waiting for death here.' He made up his mind and nodded fiercely: "Share the worries for my elder brother."

Wen Mingli, who was confused, also figured out the situation and refused to give it to him on the spot. He went to grab the key and said, "Uncle Second, you are old and your legs are not flexible, so I'd better go."

Wen Yantao just refused to let him go, and the uncle and nephew started fighting each other. Seeing that the worshippers nodded secretly, "Look at the appearance of these two people, the secret passage should be true." The last bit of doubt in his heart was overwhelmed, and the leader bowed to Wen Yanbo and said, "We can take one out, please make a decision." Seeing that the prime minister was so generous, they were embarrassed to be too rude, so they really prepared to take a child out for him.

Uncle and nephew of Wen immediately stopped the movements, looked at Wen Yanbo steadily, waiting for his verdict.

Wen Yanbo still looked dull, playing with a jade seal in his hand and whispered: "You take the second master away," and looked at Wen Mingli and said in a gentle voice: "Mingli, can you accompany your father for a while?"

Wen Mingli said reluctantly, "Dad..." Just as she was about to refuse, she thought, it would be no harm to let those people go on the road first, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

Wen Yanbo didn't know what he was thinking, but when he saw that he agreed, he was still very happy and couldn't help but smile happily, "What a good boy."

Seeing that the candidate had been decided, the leader asked Wen Yantao, "Do you still have to go back and clean up?" Wen Yantao smiled awkwardly and said, "No." As he said that, he couldn't help but touch his waist.

Only then did everyone notice that the second master, who had always been thin, had a small belly overnight and immediately understood the trick. The worshippers bowed to Prime Minister Wen and walked towards the dormitory one after another.

Wen Yantao said something to the worshipper around him, and kowtowed to Wen Yanbo with a sad expression and said, "Brother, you must take care of yourself..."

Wen Yanbo also said sadly: "Brother, you and I will be separated from you from now on. If you survive by chance, don't forget to give me some money to spend on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month."

Wen Yantao was originally quite sad, but when he heard his elder brother say something about "lucky" and said depressedly: "This is really unlucky..." He kowtowed to Wen Yanbo twice, then stood up and quickly chased the group of worshippers.

Wen Mingli saw them walking away, and couldn't help but scratch his head in a hurry, but saw his father, Old God, sitting there. After a quarter of an hour, he said slowly: "Sit down."

Wen Mingli had to put half of his butt on his seat, but his eyes kept glanced at the inner room. Seeing him doing this, the little relief that Wen Yanbo had just born turned into nothing in a blink of an eye, and he said a little stiffly: "I have set up some industries for my father in Nanchu, and all the literary gifts are stored in the Datong Bank in Shouchun. With this seal and the letter from my father, you can bring them up."

Wen Mingli sat down all of a sudden. What he was most worried about was how to survive in Nanchu. Although he asked his second uncle to buy some industries, it was fashionable and didn't know what would happen. If he had nothing to do when he arrived in the field, he would be too unsafe to rely on some money.

After taking the father's seal and letter with both hands, the second young master Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, father, I won't let our Wen family be ruined."

Wen Yanbo laughed in his heart, but he really couldn't be interested in making fun of him, and waved his hand gently, "Go, wait for Eunuch Qiu from Cining Palace to pick you up."

Wen Mingli was just a fool, and he should have heard the meaning behind his father's words. He pointed to the inner room and said with a stuttering voice: "Is that... that's a dead end?"

Wen Yanbo sneered and said, "Everyone wants to fall and scatter the trees, but if there were no such evil monks, I would be fine in this big tree! Now I want to pat my butt and leave? No way."

Wen Mingli felt cold sweat and sweating all over his neck. He knew that if he hadn't eaten the tiger, he wouldn't have escaped. Although he figured it out, the horror in his heart could not be reduced a little, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Uncle Second... is also inside..."

Seeing that his face turned pale, Wen Yanbo did not want to destroy his impression in his heart, and explained softly: "If you don't hand over a few worthy ones, Qin Yutian will not let you go." After saying that, he closed his eyes tiredly and said heavily: "Go, I want to be alone for my father."

Wen Ming couldn't bear to say this to the old man, so he knelt down and kowtowed three times to Wen Yanbo, squeezed out a few tears and said, "Dad, I will burn paper for you every day..."
Chapter completed!