As soon as the woman finished speaking, Yang Rong suddenly felt bad and quickly shouted to Chen Rui on the side: "Stop her!"
Before he shouted, Chen Rui had already jumped off the horse and rushed towards the woman surrounded by men in black.
Seeing Chen Rui rushing forward, several men in black came forward with their weapons raised high. Chen Rui flipped the long sword in his hand, and the long sword drew a line of light and shadow, flashing across the chests of these men in black.
The body of the man in black stagnated for a moment. One by one, they held their weapons high and slowly fell down.
Although they failed to stop Chen Rui from rushing towards the woman, they slowed down Chen Rui's movements. When Chen Rui rushed in front of the woman, a cold light flashed in front of her neck.
Cold light flashed, and the woman's body fell softly, falling heavily to the ground.
Standing next to the woman¡¯s body, Chen Rui held a long sword in one hand and looked at Yang Rong with a blank expression.
Riding on horseback, Yang Rong looked at the woman's body, sighed softly, and said to Chen Rui: "I think Mr. Zhong was kind to me back then, but today I forced the people he cared about to death. The world is like this, and people always make helpless choices. Bury her properly, set up a tombstone for her, and find a craftsman to carve a new stone tablet in the future."
"Sir." As soon as Yang Rong finished speaking, Chen Rui said to him quickly: "This woman is colluding with the traitors. If you build a monument for her, it may be detrimental to you."
"Yes!" Yang Rong nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Chen Rui: "If the Holy One knew about it, Long Yan would be furious. But this monument was not erected in my name, but in my name. If it is established by the Holy Spirit, then the meaning is different.¡±
Having said this, Yang Rong said nothing more, tightened the reins, turned around and left.
Looking at Yang Rong¡¯s leaving figure, Chen Rui waved to several soldiers from the Night Assassin Camp and said to them: ¡°Brothers, do me a favor!¡±
With the help of several soldiers from the Yeji camp, Chen Rui and others quickly dug a hole and buried the woman in it.
Another clue has been broken. The information that Yang Rong can use is becoming less and less. For him, the only thing that is clear is that this incident was secretly planned by Zhong Yao.
But where is Zhong Yao? What will he do next?
More than ten days have passed, and the longevity king Zhao Dechang has never left his home. Since the death of Zhao Yuanxi, Song Taizong's protection for him has been strengthened a lot.
Yang Rong knew very well that this matter must not be delayed for too long. Zhong Yao is different from the opponents he has met before. To a certain extent, Zhong Yao can be regarded as his teacher. It is not easy for a disciple to fight against his teacher without losing.
The longer it is delayed, the more opportunities Zhong Yao will find, and the more disadvantageous it will be to Yang Rong and the others.
Liu Yi¡¯s men have all been sent out, and all the people from Kaifeng Mansion have been sent to the market. The entire city of Tokyo is searching for Zhong Yao.
Just when Yang Rong ordered people to search for Zhong Yao, in an inn in the city, a young man gently pushed open the rooms and walked behind an old man in his fifties. He bowed slightly and said to the old man: "Teacher, Madam is gone!¡±
The old man didn¡¯t look back, he just looked out the window silently. The look on his face was very lonely, and he seemed to have suddenly become much older.
"I let her hide for so many years, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't protect her in the end!" The old man sitting in the house is Zhong Yao, but even if Yang Rong sees him now, he probably won't recognize him. His faint expression He sighed, as if talking to himself, or saying to the young man behind him: "Back then, I thought Yang Rong was a talented person, so I wanted to help him, but I didn't expect that he would grow up like this. Come on, now, I am no longer his opponent."
"Teacher, we still have a chance." The young man bowed slightly and persuaded Zhong Yao: "Right now, Yang Rong is in the light and I am waiting in the dark. There is still a chance to sneak into the general's mansion and kill him. As long as we kill Yang Rong Rong, no one can deal with my mentor anymore."
"There are so many talents in the Song Dynasty, how can it be just Yang Rong!" Zhong Yao sighed, looked out the window and said to the young man: "Don't underestimate anyone. This time I underestimated Yang Rong, so I have Such a painful lesson.¡±
"How about" After hearing what Zhong Yao said, the young man pondered for a moment and said to him: "Teacher, why don't we leave Tokyo? As long as we leave Tokyo, we will have a chance to make a comeback in the future."
"Let's go!" Zhong Yao waved his hand and said to the young man: "You haven't grown up enough to deal with Yang Rong now. When you can deal with him, then return to Tokyo. The brothers who died here this time will be I relied on you to avenge them!"
"No!" As soon as Zhong Yao finished speaking, the young man quickly shook his head and said:??If my mentor doesn¡¯t leave, I won¡¯t leave either. Even if I die, I will die with my mentor. "
"Idiot!" As soon as the young man finished speaking, Zhong Yao slapped the armrest of the chair with one hand and cursed angrily: "You have been with me for so long and you can't even tell the difference between right and wrong. It's really I wasted my time teaching you! If you still take me as a teacher seriously, leave Tokyo as soon as possible!"
"Teacher!" After being scolded by Zhong Yao, the young man bent his legs, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Zhong Yao, then stood up, clasped his hands and said: "Disciple dare not disobey the teachings of my teacher, Wan Wang Take care, mentor!¡±
After saying that, the young man turned around and walked out of the room, exited the inn, and went straight towards the gate of Tokyo City without spending any more time in the city.
After the young man left, Zhong Yao slowly closed her eyes, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and let out a long sigh.
Officers and soldiers were still searching for Zhong Yao on the streets, and Liu Yi's men were also secretly inquiring about Zhong Yao's whereabouts.
On the noisy streets, the officers and soldiers running back and forth did not cause much trouble to the people. Following Yang Rong's wishes, they only stepped up their search of brothels and inns.
Zhong Yao stood up from the chair, put her hands behind her back, walked to the window, and looked out the window.
A group of soldiers in shining armor walked through the street and ran straight towards the inn, about to rush into the inn.
The important person standing at the window smiled bitterly, turned back to the table, picked up the fire sickle he had prepared earlier from the table, and lit the candles in the room.
Holding the candle, he walked to the window and lit the quilt on the bed with the flame.
The flames quickly jumped up, and thick smoke drifted towards the window. Zhong Yao held a candle in one hand and stood beside the burning bed, facing the door, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.
"Yang Rong, you have really grown up!" Listening to the footsteps coming from outside the door, Zhong Yao sighed softly and slowly closed her eyes. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)