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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 90:"

weight="139795"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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Wen Yantong was stunned when she heard the words, but seeing Fu Zixian didn't say anything further, she couldn't get to the bottom, so she had to say, "Don't worry, we will be able to go out in a few days."

Fu Zixian nodded, and then took the initiative to talk to her, "I don't know what Mu Yang's words would be."

This Wen Yantong knows, but in this case, he can only pretend to be ignorant and said, "If General Mu had picked it up, it would have been a simple name."

Fu Zixian smiled, and said, "When I came earlier, I heard my father talk about it. He said that General Mu had written a wrong word in the memorial, and was criticized and mocked by the emperor. Finally, he will give the word to Mu Yang. The matter will be handled by the Ministry of Etiquette."

"Huh?" Wen Yantong said in astonishment. "If it is handed over to the Ministry of Rites, isn't it just handed over to Prime Minister Fu?"

The top bosses of the six departments were all prime ministers, and the emperor pointed this to the Ministry of Rites, making it clear that it was meant to be pointed out to Fu Sheng. The emperor not only loved to give names to others, but also liked to deprive others of the right to give names to his sons, although this General Mu was indeed semi-literate.

Fu Zixian said, "General Mu was so angry that he couldn't eat for two days. He even visited my father to find my father. After the two discussed, they decided to hold the word."

Wen Yantong can already imagine how fierce the "discussion" in his words is. As the saying goes, it is unreasonable to say that a scholar meets a soldier. An impatient and rough person like Mu Yuan was beaten on the ground by a literati Fu Sheng. Obviously, sometimes his brain was more powerful than his fist.

Fortunately, the emperor took a lot of nostalgia, otherwise it would be hard to say what Mu Yang's characters would be. It is said that when Mu Yang was born, Mu Yuan followed the ancient tradition of having a low name and good feed, and insisted on naming him Mu Erdan. This incident also alarmed the emperor.

Mu Yuan himself plausibly said, "What's wrong with the bad name? I used to be like this. I have been called Iron Ox for more than 20 years.

The emperor pointed to him and said, "You shouldn't be thankful for your bad name, but for the head on the top of your neck-how blessed a fool you are."

However, Mu Yuan was very stubborn, and finally Madam Mu changed her name to the later Mu Yang with fate.

If he was asked to pick up the characters, it would be Xiangzi, black donkeys and the like.

Wen Yantong remembered those things and couldn't help but smile, "It seems that the grievance between your Fu family and the Mu family has deepened."

Fu Zixian also laughed and said nothing.

Wen Yantong chatted with him a few more words before leaving the house. Fu Zixian was locked up now, not knowing anything, just guarding the Fang Yupai on her body, and hearing her say that she could go out these few days, she felt a little relieved.

But Jiang Yan, who knew something, was restless. He just felt that no one could be trusted anymore, and the people around him might be internally responding.

Wen Yantong, who knew everything, was still a little uneasy, for fear that something might happen.

But things are going very smoothly.

Towards the evening, the two of Qiudong did not return. The one they took out came back with a few stabs in his body, and returned to report that the person had been arrested, and that General Mu had personally arrested it.

Mu Yuan was a half-life military horse. Before entering the court, he was a famous bandit of this generation. After entering the court, he was a general that Shaojing focused on. The people who lived half their lives on the battlefield were different from these young killers.

So many people are very afraid of Mu Yuan.

After hearing that Mu Yuan personally came, many people panicked, and most of them agreed to retreat first. If they were surrounded by officials in this valley, it would be equivalent to catching turtles in the urn, and it would be impossible to run away.

Unless they find a way out before the valley is surrounded.

So Wen Yantong's previous words immediately took effect, whether it was the road to the east, the road to the south, or the two dials, one south and the other east.

Make mask people a headache.

In the end, they divided up three groups of people and went down the mountain from three roads respectively as a temptation.

According to Wen Yantong's previous instructions, people on the two roads to the south were caught and executed on the spot, while the roads to the east were released.

Afterwards, everyone chose to retreat from the east road. Because the green mask did not believe in Wen Yantong, he blindfolded her, tied her hands and feet and threw her into the carriage. He personally took care of her around.

After Wen Yantong’s eyes were blindfolded, he only felt that his ears became more sensitive, and there were all sounds around him, and the green mask said, “We are all Jiang family, we are all prosperous, we are all damaged, if the road to the east cannot be safely retreated, then we So they went to Huangquan together to see Master Jiang."

It probably means that if there is fraud on the east road, I will stab you to death.

Wen Yantong was a little panicked, but thinking that Chi Jingxi was among the group of people, he should find a way to save her. What he needs to do now is to stabilize his emotions and play against the green mask.

She smiled calmly, "You are right about what you said, but if we don't do anything and go down to see Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid Mrs. Jiang will be disappointed."

The green mask snorted coldly, "It's not that, anyway, Fu Sheng's son is still in our hands. Taking him to see Mr. Jiang together, it can be regarded as making Mr. Jiang feel more comfortable."

Bah, everyone is dead, and it's a comfortable fart.

Wen Yantong pretended to be a pity, "It's just a bastard."

"It's better than nothing." The green mask said again.

Wen Yantong was too lazy to speak, and sat upright, listening carefully to the movement outside.

Most of the officials in the government are lying in ambush on the East Road, and as long as they get to the place, they will all be caught. The question is who can save her when things happen, and Fu Zixian.

Thinking of Fu Zixian's pale face, although he is very capable, it is really worrying to see his state.

After seeing nothing, time passed very slowly, and Wen Yantong felt that every minute and every second was extremely tormented.

In fact, there is still some worry about Jiang Yan. If these people are caught, Jiang Yan will naturally be arrested. At that time, everyone will find that he is Jiang's remnant. Anything that will make up for it is bullshit, and the royal family can't leave the son of an adversary.

However, Cheng Xin left him earlier, and it seems that he didn't mean to report him to him. Does it mean that Cheng Xin wants him to survive? It is still said that leaving him at that time was only because Cheng Xin noticed something, so he temporarily detained him.

Just as I heard Yantong’s madness, there was a scream of neighing horses outside, and then the restlessness spread among the crowd, and the originally quiet valley suddenly sounded several people's roars, like a boulder that rolled down, making people frightened. .

As soon as the green mask saw this, he knew that he was a hit. He kicked Wen Yantong on the shoulder and knocked her over, "Bold dog thief! How dare you lie to me!"

Wen Yantong yelled in panic, "Where did I lie to you! I told you to take the South Road, but you didn't believe it! I don't know where there is an ambush, why do you blame me for choosing the wrong road!? "

The green mask said, "You are just playing tricks with me."

Wen Yantong immediately said angrily, "If you didn't trust me, you don't have to end up like this, now it's fine, you just need to die by yourself, and you have to get me together! How can I be worthy of Master Jiang?!"

Anyway, still insist on acting in the end.

The green mask's eyes were cracked, and he brushed the ground with a long knife on his waist, and said angrily, "Since I led the Jiang family defeated here, you also go with me to plead guilty to Mr. Jiang!"

Wen Yantong couldn't see anything, only the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, causing her to shrink her neck suddenly, and instinctively dodge backwards, "Help!"

Then there was an ear-splitting sound, as if something pierced the carriage, debris was flying in the air, and the sword of the green mask did not fall.

After that, there was a sudden sound of short-handed combat. Someone broke in and handed over the green mask. Wen Yantong leaned on the carriage and tried his best to move back, for fear that he would be blocking the way of others.

Then there was a bursting sound, and someone roared and joined the battle, and then the wind swept in, as if a big hole had been pierced in the carriage, and all the wind, sound, and blood flowed together, enveloping Wen Yantong.

She struggled hard with the rope tied behind her back, her rapid breathing was surrounded by the sound of the wind, she felt her hair danced wildly, and her robe was also in the cold wind, but she was terrified because her eyes could not see.

Wen Yantong, who couldn't get away from the rope, could only try to shrink his body, listening to the continuous fighting sound in his ear, trying to stay calm.

The fight lasted for a long time, and screams came from time to time. Later, Wen Yantong found that the sound of the wind in his ears had gradually subsided, and it seemed that the running horse had slowly stopped.

The jolts gradually decreased, and the sound in the ears disappeared. Only the sound of fighting from other places, but the surroundings of Yantong suddenly became quiet.

The battle is over. Wen Yantong was very nervous, very afraid of listening to the voice of the green mask, and did not dare to take the initiative to ask.

Wen Yantong's feet were covered with blood, which stained her pair of golden boots. Chi Jingxi kicked the corpse off the carriage with an indifferent expression, nailed the sword to one side of the board, and shook the blood from his hands.

Fu Zixian handed a clean Jinpa. Chi Jingxi glanced at him, stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his head and carefully wiped the blood from his hand, from the wrist to the fingertips, every finger. The movement was slow and tidy, and he wiped it until the blood on his hands was all dry, and then threw the blood-stained Kampa casually.

Then he walked to Wen Yantong who had shrunk into a ball, the ice in his eyes began to melt, and the murderous hostility gradually disappeared, and finally became clear, reflecting the light from the torch on the side.

He raised his hand and gently touched Wen Yantong's shoulder with his dry fingers.

She drew back abruptly. Then Chi Jingxi slowly pulled the black cloth off her eyes and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, it's all right."

Wen Yantong's eyes were blindfolded for a long time. At first, her vision was still a bit blurred. She rolled her eyes and saw Chi Jingxi squatting in front of him. His eyes were full of gentle colors.

Looking at it again, standing behind him was Fu Zixian holding a sword, half of his body covered in blood, ticking down the blade of the sword. Chi Jingxi's hands were also bloody, but these hands were dry.

After a long time, a smile appeared on Wen Yantong's pale face from shock, "I know."