The visitor dragged him aside, quickly stripped off his clothes and put them on himself, and picked up the torch on the ground.

After a while, another guard saw that his companion who had just inspected the situation was late.

"Why have you been there for so long? What happened just now?" the guard asked.

The companion who came back shook his head and yawned.

"Be careful, if someone finds out that you dozed off at night, neither of you nor me will have any good results." The guard said angrily.

The back companion stumbled forward lazily, and only a little light of fire fell on his face, unable to see clearly.

The guard was muttering, and suddenly felt something was wrong and turned his head suddenly: "No! You are not..."

The sound came to an abrupt end.

A sharp knife was inserted into his belly, and the stranger was wearing their companions' clothes and staring at him expressionlessly.

The guard struggled to find the signal fire in his arms. Before he could find it, he grabbed the thing with one hand.

Then, he saw from afar that many black shadows emerged like gods and ghosts around the dark reservoir, like a large net that had been woven, quietly approaching the reservoir.

There was a dull fighting sound in the darkness.

That night, someone was traveling in military uniforms, bringing 300 elite soldiers, ambushing Bochang, and a unilateral massacre, with a knife falling and blood flowing.

That night, someone slept peacefully, and in the warm and delicate mansion, the fragrance of smoke curled up, and he had a good night's sleep.

That night, countless black shadows penetrated into the people's houses in Bochang Reservoir, and the people moved overnight.

That night, in the deep courtyard, the monk in the yellow robe closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and he silently spent the whole night of Zen.

The breeze sways at night, the rain is dense and lingering, some people dream and some people can't sleep.

Then, the morning light was dim the next day, and a loud bang came from the east, awakening the sleeping capital.

The rain poured down almost the whole pot.

With a bang, the entire embankment collapsed from the middle, like a fragile flake. The accumulated water mixed with rain rumbling out, instantly becoming a vast ocean, and in the blink of an eye it swallowed up the houses of countless people downstream.

Like a thunder, the news of the collapse of Bochang Reservoir spread throughout the capital in an instant. The rain that flowed out not only spread to the downstream, but also caused a little lower terrain to be damaged.

When the news came, Jiang Ruan was eating hibiscus steamed cake in the house.

I didn’t eat the hibiscus steamed cake last night. Although it was a bit cold this morning, it was also a bit delicious with hot tea.

Jiang Xinzhi's body was wet with rain, so he changed into a clean dress and his hair was not tangled. As soon as he entered Jiang Ruan's house, he saw her like this and said, "Why do you eat cold food? Be careful that your stomach will be cold."

Jiang Ruan smiled at him: "Nothing happens."

Jiang Xinzhi sat down opposite her and smiled and said, "The matter has been done, and the people have moved to Dongpo Mountain. The terrain is high and there will be no trouble."

Jiang Ruan nodded, saw Jiang Xinzhi hesitating for a moment, and asked, "Is there something happened?" Jiang Xinzhi said without hiding her, "Last night when I was with my cousin, the general also arrived. He didn't ask me about the private transfer of troops, but also brought some people to help me." He frowned: "Those people are not like military people, they handle corpses very skillfully, like special killers." Realizing that they shouldn't say these bloody things in front of Jiang Ruan, he said, "A Ruan, you don't have to pay attention to these."

"Since General Guan has helped you, he has his own reasons. If he doesn't ask, you don't need to worry about it." Although Jiang Ruan didn't understand Guan Lianghan's meaning, there are more important things to do now.

"Brother, if it's convenient, help me find some trustworthy people and let them pass on this sentence in the market." Jiang Ruan handed the note in his hand to Jiang Xinzhi.

Jiang Xinzhi took it in confusion and was stunned at first sight. He thought for a while and said, "Aruan, what did the Li family do to you?"

He originally thought that Jiang Ruan did this series of things just to support the Zhao family, and even further, it was to cut off Xuan Li's power and make him lose his vitality in a short period of time. But now it seems that all Jiang Ruan's spearheads were directed at the Prime Minister's Mansion. The more he thought about it, the more shocking he was, he was shocked. Then he thought, it must be what the Prime Minister's Mansion had done to Jiang Ruan, otherwise why would there be such a deep hatred?

Since he returned to Jiang's mansion, although he inquired about Jiang Ruan, everyone in Jiang's mansion was silent, and the maids and mothers were not very clear about many things, so don't mention it as ugly.

Jiang Ruan said lightly: "Li Yang wants to be flirted with me, so I castrated him. The Li family hates me to the core. If they live, they will become enemies of me sooner or later. Either he dies or I die. If I don't overthrow the entire Li family, I will not be at ease." She said it lightly, but Jiang Xinzhi's thoughts changed sharply. He was extremely surprised at first, and then clenched his fists tightly: "It's too much to deceive others!"

He put the note in his arms: "Leave this to me," he looked at Jiang Ruan: "A Ruan, if you come back one day earlier, you don't have to suffer such humiliation."

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "Nothing happens."

Insults are not scary. They are terrible and do not know how humiliated they have not yet realized that they have never had the chance to turn over. They have lived their life miserably, just like her previous life.

Jiang Xinzhi walked out the door with great strides.

At the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Xuan Li shattered the Nine Dragon-patterned Glass Tea Cup in front of him. The tea Cup fell to the ground and splashed crystal pieces. His muscles tensely. The gentle color on his face swept away, and replaced by anger engraved in his bones.

"What's going on? Isn't it said that there is no problem with the dam? How could it collapse if there is no problem?" He slammed the booklet in his hand on an aide closest to him.

The aide was not afraid to speak out for a moment. The eighth prince, who had always been gentle, lost his temper with his aide for the first time. He had always been very skillful in his emotions. Even if he hated him to the core, he could smile at the enemy as if he was so beautiful.

No one knew the annoyance in Xuan Li's heart at this moment.

Why is it this time?

As his merits are about to be fulfilled and the people have gained reputation, the emperor is very fond of him. As long as this merit is added, the direction of the court's stroke will become more obvious, and a large number of ministers will naturally follow him in aware of the current affairs. In this way, there will be more manpower in hand and he will have heavier chips in the future.

These days, he has devoted himself to the reservoir matter and thought he was foolproof, but why did he fail at this time?

Xuan Li Zilai was a person who was unwilling to admit defeat. This time, something like this happened. It was like slapping him in front of everyone. He was gentle on the surface, but in fact he was arrogant. How could he tolerate this failure?

He was furious: "Call Ang Lee to me!" Suddenly, he remembered something and said: "Let me find a few people to guard the monk and bring him here."
Chapter completed!