in2ebook Chapter 147 General's Mansion 18
Chapter 147 General's Mansion 18
"Yes!"
The Qi army was looking at the group of people who were surrounded with a smile. They thought they could easily capture all of them alive, but they didn't expect that these Daliang people were so stupid that they would actually think of charging forward.
Especially the leader, who fought like he didn't care about his life! If there was no order from above not to harm his life, why would these Da Qi soldiers bother to fight with them? They would have shot them all to death long ago!
Zhou Leping, who was stabbed several times, looked at the Daliang soldiers who had successfully broken through in the distance, with a smile on his face, and finally fell down.
Great, someone rushed out, his life was not wasted. Dad, Mom, cousin, Leping left first. Ah Jing, I'm here to find you.
As I thought about this, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I gradually lost consciousness.
When Zhou Leping woke up again, he smelled a strong smell of medicine. When he opened his eyes, he saw red and green curtains above his head.
Where is this? Why is the decoration so strange?
He wanted to get up, but the tearing pain in his body made him lie back down. The wounds on his body had obviously been treated. The bandages made him uncomfortable.
Zhou Leping touched the wounds on his body and it still hurt, which meant he was still alive.
"I'm not dead."
"Of course you're not dead." A familiar voice sounded, causing Zhou Leping to subconsciously turn his head to check. When he saw the familiar figure, Zhou Leping's heartbeat seemed to speed up. He's not dead! He's not dead!
"Ah Jing."
The person who came was Jing Zhuo who had disappeared for three years. He held a bowl of medicine and was about to feed it to the person on the bed, but he turned his head away and said, "It's been so many years, why are you still so afraid of taking medicine?"
Zhou Leping was not afraid of taking medicine. He had been taking medicine for three years and could no longer taste the bitterness. He did not want to drink it because of Jing Zhuo's identity. Why was he wearing the clothes of a Qi person?
"Your clothes..."
Jing Zhuo looked down at his clothes: "What's wrong with the clothes? They're not dirty!"
"Are you from Qi?"
Seeing that Zhou Leping still had no intention of taking the medicine, Jing Zhuo placed the medicine bowl on the table beside him: "Yes, I am from Qi, and I have always been."
"What is going on? Aren't you a refugee? How could you be from Qi? Are you an undercover agent sent by Qi? But why are you placed in my house?"
Zhou Leping frowned, his mind full of question marks. What was going on? What did this bastard Jing Zhuo think the Zhou family were? A bunch of fools?
Jing Zhuo subconsciously reached out to touch the young master's brow, trying to loosen his frown, but was dodged.
With a sigh, Jing Zhuo said, "There is nothing I can't tell you. A long time ago, Da Qi trained a group of children to be assassins and spies, and they were scattered in the surrounding countries, not only in Daliang, but also in other countries. And I am the most top-notch one among these spies. The task I got is to coordinate the spies in the capital and undermine Daliang's politics."
Zhou Leping thought about the years he and Jing Zhuo had been together. Except for when they were in school, they were almost inseparable. "When did you do these things? Why didn't I notice it?"
Jing Zhuo smiled, reached out and held Zhou Leping's hand, which was cold to the touch. He rubbed it little by little, trying to warm it up.
“We have our own ways of connecting people, like vendors, like hand gestures, like kites.”
Speaking of kites, Zhou Leping immediately thought of Jing Zhuo's lost giant goldfish kite: "So the goldfish kite is also used for communication? What does that mean!"
Jing Zhuo pointed to the pattern on his clothes: "Red and gold. Of course it means regicide!"
Zhou Leping could hardly hide his shock at this moment. They were the ones who killed the Daliang Emperor. "No wonder you said that once the kite flew into the sky, its mission would be over. So that's what you meant! No wonder the Daliang Emperor died soon after. You guys are really amazing!"
Seeing that Zhou Leping was angry, Jing Zhuo wanted to say something else to calm him down: "Actually, I have made other kites before, such as the pair of mandarin ducks."
Zhou Leping instantly remembered the kite that his cousin and his friends had flown during the outing that day: "What does a mandarin duck kite mean?"
"Of course, we need to get the Gu family to agree to your cousin's marriage!"
"What? You can even influence the decisions of the Gu family? Are all the Gu family members from Da Qi? What about Gu Dalang? Is he one of them too?"
Jing Zhuo shook his head: "No, the Gu family is a Daliang family through and through, otherwise the previous emperor would not have married his sister to them. However, the Gu family values both fame and wealth, we only need to lure them a little bit, and they will defect to Daliang. A lot of intelligence was sent by the Gu family. By the way, including your capture this time, it was all thanks to the Gu family."
It turns out that the spy is Gu Song!
Zhou Leping gnashed his teeth in hatred: "I have known for a long time that the Gu family is a bunch of beasts, it is true. They even sold out the country, what else can they not sell. Gu Dalang, he contacted my sister, it turns out that he has other purposes."
Surprisingly, Jing Zhuo actually explained for Gu Dalang: "You misunderstood. Although we have bribed the Gu family, the younger generation is not qualified to know these things. Moreover, Dalang's family has a special status, and his mother is a princess. So we specifically instructed them to keep it a secret. There is no problem with Sister Shuyi's marriage."
This is not a problem, but if a whole family is traitor and it is found out, it will be a disaster with the entire nine generations of the family being exterminated. How can there not be a problem?
Zhou Leping looked at Jing Zhuo: "So, why did you come to my house in the first place? Did you want to murder my father?"
Jing Zhuo denied it directly: "No, it's because we have been trained since childhood, so we lack some interpersonal skills. General Zhou is an official whose character I know better. Hiding in his home, I can not only make up for this deficiency through learning, but also gradually understand General Zhou, and find a way to defeat him on the battlefield."
Zhou Leping looked at Jing Zhuo suspiciously: "So, it wasn't you who caused my father to be unable to go to the battlefield?"