"We must find ways to get rid of Luo Fengtang's family. The first thing to do is to drive a wedge between Luo Fengtang and the false emperor Qi Xingyun so that they are not on the same page."

The prince said coldly.

There was deep hatred in his eyes, and he wanted to cut Luo Fengtang's family into pieces.

Several times, success failed, all at the hands of Luo Fengtang...

Now Luo Fengtang has become a major obstacle to him.

"Your Majesty, let's use a divorce tactic and send people to assassinate Luo Fengtang."

Jin Jiu suggested.

"Let's do both."

"You have to choose the right person to do things. It's just a matter of alienation. You must be careful when assassinating people. Luo Fengtang is a military general with strong martial arts skills. Don't send ordinary assassins out. It will be embarrassing if you do."

The prince said calmly.

"Should we send someone to assassinate Luo Fengtang's family?"

Wu Erdao.

"Are you referring to Yang Ruoqing, the head of Yang's Trading Company?"

"If it's her, then don't go."

"Don't say it's difficult to kill. Even if you succeed, what's the benefit? Isn't this intentional to anger Luo Fengtang!"

"When the time comes, Luo Fengtang, who has no family and no scruples, will seek revenge on us like a mad dog, and we will lose more than we gain!"

The prince directly rejected this plan.

"Master, then let's let his family go and just focus on killing Luo Fengtang." Wu Er nodded.

"Yes, keep an eye on Luo Fengtang."

"He is in the light, we are in the dark, and tigers all take a nap. Once he shows his flaws, his death will come."

The prince sneered.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will work hard to select the most suitable killer."

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another.

"Be careful, test Luo Fengtang's true strength first, and then choose a suitable killer." The prince reminded.

…

Luo Fengtang put his hands behind his back and walked slowly on the street.

Following him were Ouyang Heng and Mi Qi.

Mi Qi has handed over the specific affairs of the hidden guards of Sixiang City to Ruyan, and their next most important task is to protect Luo Fengtang.

"The best Li Kee rice cakes, don't miss it if you pass by."

"The fried chestnuts are delicious. Please order one, sir."

"..."

On the street, people began to walk around sparsely, and some shops were opened one after another.

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

"This city has the smell of fireworks again."

Luo Fengtang sighed.

"If I hadn't defeated the enemy army, how could the people be safe?"

Mickey said with a smile.

He was dressed as a maid, while Ouyang Heng was dressed as a book boy, and Luo Fengtang put on a headscarf, looking like a reading husband.

The original vigor and the killing spirit of the warriors and warriors have all been restrained.

Gu: "Let's go to the teahouse."

Luo Fengtang pointed to the bustling teahouse road ahead.

After entering the teahouse, they chose a good seat, the three of them sat down and ordered some tea and fruits.

On the stage in the middle, I saw the jugglers coming down and an elderly storyteller coming up.

Allegro a dozen in the hands of the storyteller.

"Today I will not talk about the many heroes of the Southern Dynasties, but I will only talk about General Luo of this Dynasty."

"... Heroes from all directions came in a cloud, and General Luo shouted: 'Well done!', brandished a broadsword as wide as a door panel, and slashed down. Wulihan, the warrior of the grassland, didn't even make a sound. He went from head to toe.

, was split in half alive..."

Luo Fengtang became interested when he first heard the storyteller talk about himself, but after listening for a while, his eyes became strange and he couldn't help coughing twice.

Mi Qi, who was sitting next to her, almost burst out laughing. She was holding back with all her strength, her shoulders shaking.

Ouyang Heng's eyes were straightened, and he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Changping Village, Lao Wang’s house.

As mentioned before, Tan's biggest weakness in her life is Yang Huamei. She is not afraid of the condemnation of everyone in the world, but she is afraid that Yang Huamei will frown and complain to her.

And in this world, Tan has another biggest nemesis.

That nemesis is none other than her own granddaughter, Yang Ruoqing, the one she least likes to see but has nothing to do with her!

No, just when Yang Huamei had a complicated look on her face, wondering whether to continue to stand in the Tan camp, Yang Ruoqing suddenly walked to the mud basin in front of the door, kicked the mud basin and said to Yang Huamei: "Aunt, you

Come and see what the fuel is in this clay pot, and then decide whether you want to continue to protect my milk!"

Yang Huamei was a little surprised, but at this moment, Tan's expression suddenly changed.

She spat at Yang Ruoqing and cursed: "Damn fat girl, you were sent by God to defeat me!"

The old lady rushed over while cursing and stretched her hand towards the clay pot.

Yang Ruoqing realized that the old lady wanted to destroy the evidence, she sneered and kicked the clay pot directly to Yang Huamei's feet.

The clay pot tipped over, and the half-burnt contents fell out.

Although it was burnt to a black and wrinkled mass, with the tea that Liu poured on it to extinguish the fire still remain, Yang Huamei recognized it at a glance as the New Year clothes she had prepared for her eldest grandson.

A top with ties tied from the side, and a pair of small crotchless pants with velvet sewn inside.

She had prepared this set of clothes at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. She had just taken them out of the cupboard and put them in the fire barrel to dry. Once they were warm, she would put them on her eldest grandson tomorrow during the Chinese New Year.

Result, result...

Yang Huamei leaned over and took out the small clothes inside, holding them in her hands. Her hands were shaking, her face had turned pale, her lips were trembling, and her back teeth were grinding.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Mr. Tan with bloodshot eyes.

Mrs. Tan originally wanted to turn back and stop Yang Huamei from digging out the clothes in the mud basin, but she was suddenly glared at by Yang Huamei halfway through. Yang Huamei's gaze was like a sharp sword, tempered with ice and poison, and penetrated the old lady's eyes.

The body froze the old lady's blood, and the old lady froze in place, her hands still in the posture of snatching.

It’s over!

This was the only voice left in Tan's buzzing head.

"In the past, I would have said a few words to you, but this time, I don't want to say anything because it's not worth it."

Yang Huamei looked at Mr. Tan coldly and spoke word by word.

She then pointed to the door of the west room: "That door is there. You can go out by yourself. From now on, you don't have an old girl like me. Don't come to my house to find trouble. Come on, I don't want to see you!"

After Yang Huamei said all this, she turned around, leaving a cold back for Tan.

Mrs. Tan came back to her senses, her pupils dilated with anxiety, her lips moved, and a syllable just came out of her throat: "Mei..."

"go out!"

Yang Huamei suddenly burst out into hysterical roars.

Not to mention Tan, everyone else in the room, including Yang Ruoqing, was affected by the sudden sound wave.

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