stonecrandall Chapter 108 Guo Jing, the Wanted Man, and Huang Rong, the Plotted Woman
Chapter 108 Guo Jing, the Wanted Man, and Huang Rong, the Plotted Woman
Chapter 108 Guo Jing, the Wanted Man, and Huang Rong, the Plotted Woman
"wanted?!"
Huang Rong frowned, her brows as delicate as bamboo shoots. She glanced down at Guo Fu, who was sleeping soundly in her swaddling clothes. Immediately, she slipped on her embroidered shoes and went outside, urgently asking, "How could this be!"
That's not the plan Guo Jing just told her!
If Guo Jing is defined as a Mongolian spy, then what about the Beggars' Sect, which has been making a name for him for so long?
Who does she think she is?!
Based on Huang Rong's understanding of Guo Jing, although Guo Jing was blindly loyal and harbored resentment, he would never risk himself and his daughter.
Therefore, he was very likely tricked by the Meng family father and son!
"not good!"
Huang Rong's expression changed, and she immediately turned back from where she was about to leave. She kicked up the green jade staff that was placed on the table, picked it up, and carefully went out the door. Seeing that only Lu Youjiao was outside, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still not at all relaxed. If the Meng family father and son had tricked Guo Jing into facilitating the alliance with the Mongols to destroy the Jin Dynasty, and were worried that Guo Jing would really defect to the Mongols, how could they not have something to hold against him?
The only people who could get Guo Jing to do anything unconditionally were her and Guo Fu!
But to make a legitimate move against her, they would first have to break Guo Jing's invincibility and arrest her by making her a victim of his scheme. However, in the blink of an eye, Huang Rong had figured out the obstacle and come to the conclusion: "The Meng family father and son know Guo Jing's character, so they will definitely not take action themselves. The warrant may have been issued by Meng Zongzheng, but no official will openly arrest me and Fu'er. Instead, they will incite the people of the martial arts world to be indignant and attack me and Fu'er."
At the last moment, the Meng family father and son would step in to play the good guy and "protect" me and Fu'er.
Huang Rong's eyes flickered. Before leaving, she first observed her surroundings. Seeing that Lu Youjiao looked flustered but his gaze towards her was unwavering, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Lu has feet that can be used.
"What exactly happened to Elder Lu?"
Huang Rong hurried outside like the wind, not forgetting to ask Lu Youjiao for specific information, while comforting him, "I'll go find Commander Meng and ask him for details."
Lu Youjiao rambled on and on, unable to explain himself clearly, and could only say dejectedly, "I just heard some disciples talking about this, so I rushed here to find the gang leader."
Huang Rong stopped abruptly and said, "Didn't you see the wanted poster?"
"No," Lu Youjiao stammered, looking bewildered. "These are the words passed down by us Beggars' Sect disciples. There can't be... there can't be a problem, right?"
Huang Rong had already left the Guo family courtyard. Looking at the deserted streets and the dark alleyways around her, a chill ran down her spine. She said gravely, "This is probably a serious problem!"
"Huh?" Lu Youjiao didn't realize what was wrong, but upon hearing Huang Rong's words, he immediately became wary, glancing around cautiously and asking in a low voice, "Chief, what should we do now?"
"Let's go," Huang Rong said, her forehead damp with sweat and her chest aching more and more, making her feel an urge to bite it off. She could only tighten her embrace around Guo Fu and force herself to find a direction, saying, "We can't go outside the city. If anyone wants to attack us, there must be an ambush set up outside the city."
We need to find help first.
"it is good."
Lu Youjiao didn't ask any questions. He simply followed behind Huang Rong, using the Beggars' Clan's whistle to call out the Beggars' Clan disciples he usually trusted, and escorted them from a distance.
Lu Youjiao knew that Huang Rong was intelligent, but he also knew that a woman who had just given birth might not be clear-headed, so he hoped that Huang Rong was just overthinking things.
Unfortunately, he was unlucky, and his wishes often failed to come true.
Just as Huang Rong was passing through the second long street, several muffled sounds came from all around. Several Beggar Clan disciples who were on guard at a distance did not have time to react and were knocked unconscious to the ground.
Lu Youjiao was greatly alarmed, but he still loyally stayed by Huang Rong's side. He whistled to signal the surviving disciples to form a battle formation, but the newcomer seemed to be very familiar with the Beggars' Clan's Dog-Beating Stick Formation and easily injured several disciples to the ground.
The night was dark and the wind was high, but the eyesight of a martial artist is always good. With the help of his internal energy, Lu Youjiao was finally able to see the attackers clearly.
"Ah! You're spreading false information?!"
His face was contorted with rage, and his roar carried far on the wind: "Are you going to betray the gang?!"
The group that made the move were none other than Elder Peng and the Clean Clothes Sect elders!
Elder Peng had previously collaborated with Yang Kang, falsely claiming that Hong Qigong was dead and had passed on his position to Yang Kang before his death, hoping to strengthen the Clean Clothes Faction. Later, his conspiracy was exposed, and Hong Qigong, being kind-hearted, spared his life and demoted him to the Jiangnan branch.
As a result, this man remained unrepentant and attempted to take advantage of Mu Nianci with his martial arts skills. He was caught in the act by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who severely injured him, crippled his martial arts, and expelled him from the Beggars' Sect.
Lu Youjiao was completely unaware that this person had arrived in Xiangyang City and was even entangled with several other elders of the Clean Clothes Sect. Recalling the disciple who had delivered the message earlier, his expression changed. "Have you all sided with the Jurchens?"
"Wrong," Elder Peng said smugly, "It was Guo Jing who defected to the Mongols! No, it should be said that he was originally a Mongol!"
A cruel smile appeared on his face as he looked at the outnumbered Huang Rong and Lu Youjiao. He felt a sense of satisfaction at having avenged his great enemy and laughed loudly, "Brothers, Huang Rong's husband is a Mongol, yet she goes to great lengths to have us make a name for him. She clearly has ulterior motives!"
"Our actions today are not acts of treason, but rather a temporary detention to investigate the truth. If it was an unintentional offense, then any punishment imposed by the Seven Dukes will naturally fall on me and the elders!"
"Let's do it!"
Elder Peng, well aware of the importance of speed in warfare, gave Huang Rong no chance to explain and immediately ordered his men to take action.
This time, his target wasn't Huang Rong—the master behind her had already given instructions that Huang Rong and her child must not be harmed in the slightest, so his goal was to completely cripple the Dirty Clothes Faction.
The men below had already received instructions, so they avoided Huang Rong when they made their move.
Huang Rong wanted to help, but her martial arts skills were not particularly high, and now the pain from her daughter in her arms and the swelling in her chest had taken up most of her energy. Even with the green jade staff in hand, she could not deal with more than a few people.
Seeing this, Lu Youjiao quickly took over her opponent and shouted, "Chief, let's go!"
Huang Rong gritted her teeth, wanting to leave with the green jade staff, but several elders blocked her way. Helpless, she could only throw the green jade staff to Lu Youjiao in exchange for a chance to escape, fleeing in a sorry state.
As expected, the Clean Clothes Faction did not pursue them.
Huang Rong estimated the distance and could already see the small courtyard where the "scholar" Zhu Ziliu was in the distance. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly saw torches flickering not far away. Her heart tightened again and she turned to hide in the darkness.
As the firelight drew nearer, she discovered that the person was merely a night watchman. Her tense heart did not ease much. She spotted several dark figures darting about outside Zhu Ziliu's courtyard. Clearly, the person behind it all had anticipated that she would go to find Zhu Ziliu!
Just as Huang Rong was hesitating, she saw the window on the second floor of the inn across the street open, revealing a face she had just met that day, a face that remained vivid in her memory—
Wei Wu!