When Yuan Qing came out of Yuan Lianghan's study, he subconsciously reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his head. He didn't feel anything in the study just now. At this moment, when the cold wind was blowing outside, he felt that his whole back was soaked in cold sweat. The sticky clothes were pressed on his back, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"Fortunately, for the sake of my father, this incident has passed."

Yuan Qing felt a little lucky. Fortunately, the situation was urgent this time, and Yuan Lianghan had no time to pay attention to him. Otherwise, with Yuan Lianghan's personality, even his father would not be able to protect him.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qing couldn't help but feel anger in his heart again, but this anger was not aimed at Yuan Lianghan, but at those unknown enemies.

His ability is average, so he couldn't see the crisis facing the Yuan family this time. In his heart, the Yuan family was still the local emperor of Nanjun and dared to attack the Yuan family. Those people were really slapped flies on the tiger's head and lived impatiently.

"When I find them out, I must make them well!"

Yuan Qing, who was so ugly, hated the people who were secretly making trouble with the Yuan family. He just waited for him to return to his mansion and was about to send someone to investigate, suddenly a servant ran over in a hurry.

"Master, something happened, something happened..."

"What's the panic?"

Yuan Qing, who was angry, looked at the servant's panic and suddenly became angry and kicked him directly, "The day has not collapsed yet, so I will say something slowly."

Yuan Qing had no intention of showing mercy on this kick, and he kicked the servant who reported the news to the ground and rolled it a lot.

The servant who was kicked in the chest was a little pale in pain, but he didn't dare to say anything. He covered his chest and struggled to stand up, reporting to Yuan Qinghui: "Master, someone is measuring our home's land."

"If you want to measure it, let them measure it. They have to measure it a few times a year. This is also worth making a fuss!

Yuan Lianghan looked unswerving. When he was about to kick the servant who was doing nothing, he suddenly noticed something was wrong and asked vigilantly: "Where are they measuring?"

Seeing that Yuan Qing finally realized the seriousness of the problem, the servant couldn't help but answer with a bitter face: "Master, they are measuring the land in the north."

Most of the hidden fields of the Yuan family are in the north. Yuan Qing alone has thousands of acres of irrigated land. Even if the drought is so severe, their land will not be affected much. If the land there is a registered place by the government, then he will suffer a great loss.

Therefore, after hearing what the servant said, Yuan Qing became anxious at that time.

"Where did the dog official come from? He dared to measure my field!!!"

Yuan Qing grabbed the servant's neck and picked him up, "Did you see clearly who they are? Don't they know where is the master's land? Are they looking for death?"

"I don't know, sir."

The servant was picked up by Yuan Qing like a chicken, and he suddenly felt a little breathless, and his face turned a little red after a while. So he quickly said, "I only saw dozens of soldiers and a dozen officials, who were measuring and recording something on our land, so I was sure that they were measuring our land."

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Yuan Qing shook the servant away. He was already angry and didn't think about anything now. He even threw the matter that Yuan Lianghan asked him to investigate for a while, and shouted, "Come on, I'll kill me with the master!!!"

Yuan Qing was furious and soon gathered hundreds of fully armed people and walked towards the fields in the north in a mighty way. However, when they went there, they never came back.

...

"What did you say? Yuan Qing is gone?"

After Yuan Lianghan received the news from the servant in the study, he was stunned because the servant told him that Yuan Qing had brought hundreds of people to leave the Yuan family in a mighty manner, but after leaving, two hours had passed and no one had returned.

When he heard the news, Yuan Lianghan subconsciously thought that Yuan Qing had defected to the Yuan family with others, but soon he denied his guess.

After all, his sixth uncle didn't leave, and Yuan Qing's wives, concubines and children were also there. If Yuan Qing really wanted to defect, he would not have brought these people with him.

But since he was not a defector, how could Yuan Qing not come back for so long? After all, he brought hundreds of people, and even if he encountered any trouble, he would not be able to come back.

"Is it because Mo Zizai is going to attack my Yuan family?"

A possibility suddenly flashed through Yuan Lianghan's heart, and this possibility immediately made him feel a sudden sudden. His response strategy had just begun. Several clan elders went out to contact people from other aristocratic families and probably didn't talk about anything. If Mo Zizai took action now, they would have to fight alone.

But the initiative is now in Mo Zi's hands, not in their hands. Therefore, Yuan Lianghan took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and spoke to the outside with a deep face: "Yuan Chen, take your people to the Yuan family to release them, and control all the important roads of the Yuan family. Without my permission, no matter who it is, if you want to trespass, you will be killed without any matter!"

"Yes, the head of the family!"

A burly middle-aged man waiting outside responded, and then left Yuan Lianghan's study with a serious expression.

A family that can be passed down for more than a hundred years will definitely have some killer moves in the family, and Yuan Chen and the people under Yuan Chen are the killer moves carefully created by the Yuan family.

There are more than 300 people in this group, all of whom are martial arts masters. They are usually hidden in Chunyang County, the ancestral land of the Yuan family. Even the people from the Yuan family rarely know that only the contemporary heads are qualified to mobilize this group of special personnel.

On weekdays, when the Yuan family encounters any difficult problems, Yuan Lianghan only needs to transfer a dozen people to solve the problem. This time, after he felt something was wrong, he directly asked Yuan Chen to bring all of these more than 300 people.

Although these people are hard to compete with the army, relying on the Yuan family's manor to guard the vital places, I think even if the Yulin army doesn't pay a little price, it won't be possible to invade his Yuan family.

"Don't, I'm here!"

After Yuan Chen left, Yuan Lianghan pronounced Mo Zizai's name word by word, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The situation is already very obvious. Mo Zizai obviously wants to destroy his Yuan family directly. Since this is the case, there is no need to be polite to Mo Zizai.

Yuan Lianghan pulled down the sword hanging on the wall and walked straight to the gate of the Yuan family.

The Yuan family, who had never experienced chaos, seemed very frightened when Yuan Chen mobilized people to set up controls. Under this mentality, the Yuan family suddenly became in chaos.

But when passing by these panicked tribe members, Yuan Lianghan, as the patriarch of the Yuan family, walked over without saying a word. On the way out of the Yuan family, he did nothing but gathered the combat-capped servants and guards together.

When he brought all his servants to the gate of the Yuan family, he found that the entire Yuan family had been surrounded by heavy troops.

Looking at the familiar army and the face that made Yuan Lianghan extremely disgusted at the front of the army, Yuan Lianghan suddenly felt a little unable to control his mental fluctuations, and said angrily to the man: "Mo Zizai, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything."

Mo Zizai spread his hands and said innocently: "I just think that Nanjun may be able to live better without you, so I want to try if this is the case."

"you……"

When Yuan Lianghan heard Mo Zizai say these four words lightly, he almost couldn't help but take action.

Try it, his Yuan family has thousands of lives. Is it just that he can try it casually?

Just looking at Mo Zizai's attitude, Yuan Lianghan knew that it would be useless to tell him this, so he suppressed his anger and surrendered to Mo Zizai: "Prince, you can make any requests? As long as my Yuan family can do it, I will never let it go for a long time."

"Now you are directly using troops to my Yuan family like this, otherwise it will cause other aristocratic families to be in panic and also cause Nanjun to be in turmoil. I think the prince doesn't want to see such a situation, right?"

"I don't know how my Yuan family offended the prince, but no matter what, I would like to ask the prince to take the overall situation first for the sake of the people of Nanjun, and not to act irresponsible."

"I'm not in a state of intent. I thought about it for a full stick of incense before finally deciding to eradicate your Yuan family. I'm already very cautious."

Mo Zizai said with a smile on his face: "As for the other aristocratic families you mentioned, the leader of the Yuan family should not worry about them, because I am kind-hearted, so when your Yuan family collapses, they will be the next one. The matters between the front and back will not make them panic for too long."

Hearing Mo Zizai's words, Yuan Lianghan's pupils suddenly shrank. He originally thought that Mo Zizai settled the score with his Yuan family because of Bai Changqiu's rebellion in Nanjun, but he did not expect that Mo Zizai was targeting all the aristocratic families in Nanjun.

"The prince has a big appetite."

Yuan Lianghan knew that nothing he said was useless now, so he put away his humble tone and stared at Mo Zizai and said coldly: "I just don't know if the prince has ever considered it. My Yuan family is not a soft persimmon. I want to eat my Yuan family. What if I collapse a few teeth, what are you going to end?"

"Isn't it a soft persimmon? Are you trying to say that the more than 300 people you transferred from Chunyang County?"

Mo Zizai seemed to have a clear understanding of Yuan Lianghan's mentality, and said with a hint of distress on his face: "You don't know that in order to let you gather these people quietly under my nose, I have been wasting a lot of effort."

"It is really too difficult to make these people enter the city with justification, but not let them enter the city be too smooth to arouse your suspicion."

"But it's okay, although it's difficult for me to do it. Judging from your current expression, you probably don't have any doubts."

After hearing what Mo Zizai said, Yuan Lianghan, who was holding his hand behind, immediately clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were filled with shock. Even the existence of these people was not right in the Yuan family. How did Mo Zizai know?

After waiting silently for a while, Yuan Lianghan saw that Mo Zizai did not mean to continue, so he stopped waiting, but said in a deep voice: "It seems that the prince is very concerned about my Yuan family. Since the prince knows them, I will not hide it."

"Three hundred warriors in the Condensation Yuan realm will definitely be out of reach for the 10,000 Yulin Army, but if you only defend my Yuan family, I think the prince wants to attack for a strong attack, Yulin Army will have to pay a considerable price, right?"

The Yuan family is full of high-walled courtyards, which is not conducive to the development of the military formation. Therefore, as long as the Yuan family's guards are huddled in the Yuan family's yard and wait for Mo Zizai to attack, Yuan Lianghan is absolutely sure to annihilate more than ten times the Yulin Army.

"Strong attack? Why do you need to make a strong attack?"

Mo Zizai looked at Yuan Lianghan in surprise, and said in surprise: "Didn't the head of the Yuan family see that I brought so much tincture oil? There are some simple siege equipment behind it. With these things, I will burn your Yuan family and wait for you to come out?"

Yuan Lianghan was frightened by Mo Zizai's words and completely lost his color on his face. He looked at Mo Zizai with some fear and said in disbelief: "There are nearly 10,000 people living in my Yuan family's mansion!"

"And there are other families next to my Yuan family's house. If it gets angry, won't the prince be afraid of harming the innocent?"

"There is no innocent person who can live here. Even if I burn them all to death, I will not feel sorry for you."

Mo Zizai said seriously in a tone: "As for the tens of thousands of people in your mansion, they are from your mansion, not from my king's mansion, so their life and death should be the concern of your family head. What does it have to do with me?"

"After all, I didn't say that you can't surrender. If you surrender, they wouldn't be able to survive."

"So if they die, you should blame you instead of me. And even if they can become ghosts, they should be looking for you, not me, then, do you understand?"

Mo Zizai was unreasonable in his argument. Yuan Lianghan felt that his liver was so angry that he felt his liver hurt. He pointed at Mo Zizai with his trembling finger and said, "You...you...you are so cruel!"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Mo Zizai directly interrupted Yuan Lianghan's words, and then directly asked the Yulin Army to move out the turbulent oil and small catapults, aiming at the direction of the Yuan family. At the same time, countless Yulin Army ignited the rockets, looking ready to go.

After they were all in place, Mo Zizai looked at Yuan Lianghan and shouted loudly: "Yuan Lianghan, whether to surrender, give me some good words!"

Yuan Lianghan looked at Mo Zizai's big formation and his face changed constantly. He transferred the Yuan family's guards to shock Mo Zizai, and even if he couldn't be shocked, he finally started fighting. Relying on the complex terrain of the Yuan family, he was sure to let Mo Zizai suffer a big loss.

But he didn't expect that Mo Zizai was so crazy that he didn't follow his routine and went to the siege equipment to burn his entire Yuan family. How could he fight?

But if he didn't fight, he was a little unwilling to surrender after so long. But if he insisted on fighting, not to mention how much strength the Yuan family could still exert when facing the Yulin Army's military formation, the Yuan family's guards could exert, just talking about the countless children in the family, it made him a little difficult to give up.

So facing Mo Zizai's questioning, Yuan Lianghan was in a dilemma for a moment.
Chapter completed!