Chapter 165 Making wedding clothes for others
Cheng Jiao, who was lying in Madam Mingzhu's arms, faintly heard a loud noise.

Mrs. Mingzhu obviously heard it too.

"You blew up Ji Wuye's mansion?"

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "I asked Wei Zhuang to prepare some small things for General Ji to hear and celebrate."

Madam Mingzhu used her delicate hands to massage Cheng Jiao's head.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that Ji Wuye and Xueyi Hou will lead their army to hunt you down?"

Cheng Jiao stroked Madam Mingzhu's legs and said, "If I were afraid, I wouldn't do this. And if Ji Wuye wants to lead his troops to surround and kill me, then it shouldn't be my concern. Han Fei, Han Yu, and King Han are the ones who are most anxious."

Madam Mingzhu stretched out her finger and touched Cheng Jiao's heart.

"They really don't dare to kill you in public, but it doesn't mean they can't assassinate you secretly. They can also wait for you to leave Xinzheng and lead troops to ambush you. The night is far more terrifying than you think. Even if I am the tide banshee in the night, I dare not say that I understand the night."

"I know that the power I control is still too little to compare to Nightfall. But one day, Nightfall will be destroyed."

Madam Mingzhu looked at the confident Cheng Jiao in front of her and chuckled, "You are the only one who wants to destroy Ye Mu? Why don't you say you want to destroy Han Guo?"

Cheng Jiao turned sideways and, with a little force, pulled Madam Mingzhu into his arms.

"Then just wait until I destroy Korea and take you into my harem."

Madam Mingzhu narrowed her eyes and said, "If you can destroy Korea, why not let me become your concubine?"

Looking at Madam Mingzhu with a hint of sarcasm and a half-smile on her face.

"It's a deal then, don't regret it."

"I always keep my promises!"

Cheng Jiao looked into Madam Mingzhu's smiling eyes and said, "It's a deal then."

Without waiting for Madam Mingzhu to speak, Cheng Jiao kissed Madam Mingzhu's soft, thin lips deeply.

Madam Mingzhu closed her eyes and no longer thought about whether Cheng Jiao could destroy Han. She just wanted to feel comfortable first.

The King of Han, who had fallen asleep in the next room while inhaling the Baiyue incense prepared by Lady Mingzhu, turned over and slept even more soundly.
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Ji Wuye looked at Zhao Xian who was kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face, but now was not the time to pursue the matter.

"Follow me to the Treasure Pavilion!"

Ji Wuye shook his body, and blood flowed down the arm that was holding the sword.

Zhao Xian was shocked when he saw this scene. The general had shed blood on the battlefield before, but he had never been as embarrassed as he was today. He knew that Xinzheng was destined to be under a dark cloud tomorrow.

Ji Wuye and Xueyi Hou rode their war horses and galloped through the streets with hundreds of city guards.

Before reaching the Jubao Pavilion, I saw flames coming out of the Jubao Pavilion.

Ji Wuye secretly hated and wondered if Mo Ya had betrayed him. But the truth depended on whether the wealth in the Treasure Pavilion was still there.

A subordinate of Qi Jue Tang reported to Tian Ze: "Sir, Ji Wuye will arrive at Jubao Pavilion in half a cup of tea."

Tianze's face, which had been gloomy all day, couldn't help but smile.

Of the fifteen large carriages, ten were already full, with an estimated total of at least two hundred boxes. There was also a pile of scattered gold, silver and treasures that had not yet been loaded. Now that Ji Wuye was about to arrive, there was no time to delay any further.

"Very good, let's get ready to go."

Tianze and the King of Poisons, the Corpse-driving Demon, each controlled a carriage. The ten carriages filled with valuables went ahead and headed straight for the west gate.

The remaining five empty carriages did not scatter as Tianze had imagined after he disappeared into the street, thus attracting the attention of the city defense forces.

Instead, he came to the courtyard of Zi Nu and Yan Ling Ji and quietly drove in.

Tianze whipped the two good horses hard, and now he needed to get out of the city as fast as possible.

Cheng Jiao had secretly told him through an informant that there were very few guards at the west gate during this period of time, and the gate was half open.

All this was done by Situ Wanli from the Nong family, and it was also Situ Wanli showing his own value to Cheng Jiao.

The ten large carriages filled with treasures were not moving very fast even with the best horses. When Ji Wuye led the city guards to Jubao Pavilion, they had only traveled more than a thousand meters.

Ji Wuye stood beside the burning Jubao Pavilion, listening to Zhao Xian's report.

"General, the bandits went straight to the west gate. The commander of the west gate is Wang Gang. If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Gang has secretly colluded with the bandits. I'm afraid..."

"Okay, take your men to join the West Gate City Guards and continue to hunt down the enemy. Kill them no matter who they are."

"My subordinate understands!"

Zhao Xian breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could make a contribution this time, his life would be saved.

After Zhao Xian left, Ji Wuye looked at Bai Yifei, who was not much better than himself.

"My Lord, the situation is urgent. Please go in and check if the copper gate is intact."

The fire inside the Jubao Pavilion was blazing fiercely. Even an external martial arts master like Ji Wuye did not dare to go deeper.

However, the icy internal force cultivated by Blood-Robed Marquis can penetrate into the burning Treasure Pavilion in a short period of time. If Blood-Robed Marquis is at full health, he can put out the fire with all his strength.

The Blood-Robed Marquis said nothing. Even if Ji Wuye hadn't mentioned it, he would have gone in to confirm it. This wealth was not only related to whether he could control more troops, but also related to whether he could control his mother's power. Ji Wuye saw the Blood-Robed Marquis step into the Treasure Pavilion with flames everywhere, and his eyes flickered.

Tianze galloped on his horse, and when he saw the half-open city gate right in front of him, he could no longer hide his smile.

With his hearing ability, he could already hear the soldiers and horses chasing behind him, and it was estimated that they would arrive in a few dozen breaths.

Situ Wanli stood in the shadows, watching Tianze running wildly and the two horses almost exhausted, and knew that it was time for him to take action.

"Tian Mi, tell the farmers outside the city to prepare for the rescue."

Tian Mi responded softly, and her walking posture became more confident. All of this was brought to her by Cheng Jiao, and she enjoyed the feeling of being valued.

Tianze naturally noticed that the two horses pulling the carriage were panting and gasping for air, and were about to run out of energy. But he was not panicked at all, Cheng Jiao had already arranged for people and carriages to meet them outside the city. This batch of carriages would serve as bait to buy time for them.

Tianze had to admire Cheng Jiao's meticulousness and consideration. He didn't even think that horses were not suitable for pulling heavy objects. A carriage was so heavy that even if there were two horses pulling it, it would not be able to run far before it would be paralyzed.

What made him most comfortable was that when he left the city gate, everything went very smoothly. The soldiers standing guard on both sides looked straight ahead, as if they had not noticed Tianze at all.

What Tianze didn't know was that a group of the city guards here had been transferred away by Wang Gang, the city guard of the West Gate, who was disguised as Situ Wanli, and a group of them were replaced by disciples from the Farmers' Family. Now those guarding the city gates are all disciples from the Farmers' Family, so naturally they would not stop Tianze.

After Tianze left the city gate, a farmer's disciple wearing military armor appeared and closed the city gate heavily.

After Tian Mi left, Situ Wanli narrowed his eyes and used his internal force to shatter the note in his hand.

He cooperated with the fourth son, Han Yu, to help farmers take root in Xinzheng.

The teahouse which was quite close to the royal palace nominally belonged to the fourth son, Han Yu, but was actually controlled by him. It was also the largest base of the farmers' family in Xinzheng.

I just received a secret letter from Han Yu, asking him to visit his mansion when he is free.

Inside Han Yu's residence, Han Qiancheng sat opposite his adoptive father who was wearing an outer coat.

"Foster father, I have handed the secret letter to Situ Wanli. It is confirmed that the night attack on Ji Wuye's mansion was done by Liusha. Su Feng, the deputy commander of the West Gate Guard, was bribed by Situ Wanli. And Wang Gang, the commander of the West Gate who was loyal to Ji Wuye, has been tied up by Situ Wanli and disguised to look like him. Now, if nothing unexpected happens, Tianze has already left the city."

Han Yu sighed, "Cheng Jiao is really good at this. We were still discussing Jubao Pavilion with him today, but he started to attack at night. What surprised me is that even the farmers helped him. Where are Ji Wuye and Xueyi Hou now?"

Han Qiancheng was somewhat puzzled: "After they arrived at Jubao Pavilion, they did not pursue Tianze, but stayed behind."

Han Yu pondered for a moment after hearing this: "It seems that Ji Wuye also has a backup plan. Maybe the wealth that Tianze took away is only a small part of it. Not good!"

Han Qiancheng was stunned: "What happened to my godfather?"

Han Yu's breathing was a little rapid: "Perhaps this was planned by Ji Wuye, with the purpose of embezzling the money of Jubao Pavilion and using the people of Baiyue and my ninth brother's quicksand to take the blame."

Han Qiancheng's expression changed drastically: "Foster father, we should not delay any longer and head to Jubao Pavilion now."

Han Yu sat down somewhat helplessly: "Alas! It's too late!"

Han Qiancheng realized that when Tianze stepped into the Jubao Pavilion, the outcome was already determined. Ji Wuye would not let go of this opportunity.

Marquis Xueyi came out of the Treasure Pavilion with a sense of ease, and Ji Wuye was delighted to see this.

"My Lord, is the thousand-jin copper gate still there?"

A smile appeared on the Bloody Marquis's gloomy white face: "It's intact. It seems that Liusha doesn't know where the secret room is."

Ji Wuye laughed: "The map that Yingge gave to Liusha didn't indicate the location of the secret room, and Tiger specially piled up the money boxes on the second floor to make it look real. If Tiger hadn't gone to Nanyang, this general would have had a good drink with him."

The Bloody Marquis smiled softly: "Now that the Quicksand has taken action, the money is ours."

As for Ji Wuye's giving credit to the Emerald Tiger, Xue Yi Hou naturally knew Ji Wuye's plan. Money is limited, and whoever has the greater credit will get more.

Ji Wuye looked at the Jubao Pavilion which was burning more and more vigorously, and for the first time he felt that the fire was burning well.

"I hope Tianze can run far away. After I have transported the money away, I will catch him and behead him for public display!"

Bloody Marquis: "Tianze had better take the stolen money and leave Korea, so that the nobles and wealthy businessmen in Korea will not point their spearheads at us."

Ji Wuye groaned, "The Marquis is right, Bai Feng! Go tell Zhao Xian not to chase too closely and let Tianze run away."

Bai Feng's heart moved, and his evaluation of Ji Wuye became higher.

It seems that everything that happened tonight was a play put on by Ji Wuye and Xueyi Hou for Liusha to see. I'm afraid this scene had been in their plan for a long time, but they didn't expect it to happen tonight. It's no wonder that Ji Wuye was able to keep his composure even though his mansion was burned down and he was so embarrassed by the kerosene barrel.

But this has nothing to do with him. As Mo Ya said, do more and talk less.

Marquis Xueyi looked at the raging fire in the Jubao Pavilion and the city guards who were trying to put out the fire.

"It would be great if everyone in Xinzheng could see the fire here tonight."

Ji Wuye agreed: "There is nothing better than making wedding dresses for us."

Zi Nu watched Ji Wuye and Xue Yi Hou chatting and laughing from a distance, and waved her hand. Five large carriages followed the route map provided by Wei Zhuang and slowly drove out of the courtyard at a moderate speed. Then ten smaller carriages came, loaded the remaining money boxes, and drove out of the courtyard again.

Yan Lingji sat next to Zi Nu, looked at the Treasure Pavilion that looked like a huge bonfire, and clapped her hands.

"Zi Nu, let's go too."

(End of this chapter)