Yunyang returned home with a full load.

He walked out of the restaurant with a spring breeze on his face, and the seven young masters behind him looked like a dish: "Young Master Yun, let's get together next time..."

Finally, Yun Yang could not be seen, and the seven men breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eat! Eat hard!" Mr. Ma gritted his teeth and cried: "How do I eat to get back to these two million?"

The other six young men rolled their eyes, and they felt a little dark.

Although I am unlucky, there is another one that is even more unlucky than me!

Thinking of this, I was in high spirits: "Come on, come on, don't go back tonight without getting drunk! Boss! There are another hundred dishes! He is, I want to make a living!"

A swarm of rushes back.

Mr. Qin, who had snatched the qualification to treat him, turned pale, and was angry and anxious: "He can't stand you so hard, get out of here..."

He hurriedly chased in and stopped him.

...

Lao Mei's arms were filled with silver notes, following Yun Yang.

There are more doubts in my heart than the silver bills in my arms.

Which of these seven young men is not a domineering person? Which one is not a lawless person? How could he be so obedient?

But this year, I have been blackmailed twice by the young master...

Not to mention before.

What is the handle of the young master holding them in his hand?

"Six million of them, those directions, you can watch it out." Yun Yang ordered as he walked, "You know what you should pay attention to."

Lao Mei said solemnly: "Don't worry, young master, I understand."

Yun Yang nodded.

While speaking, I had already arrived at the gate of Yun Mansion.

Yun Yang looked up, looked at the four big words on the plaque, smiled hard, and walked in the door.

Clouds beyond the sky.

Four large golden words are written at the gate of Yun Mansion. They are written by His Majesty the current emperor, and they are of highest respect to the dragon-like marquis of Yun.

The door slowly closed.

Outside, a man's cry came from a distance: "...Jade Tang Jiuzun, a hero in the world; the whole country mourns and sends me heroic spirits; on the ninth day of the third month, in front of the Hero Soul Palace; kill the treacherous and sacrifice to my heroic spirits; the heroic souls are always there, and the great spirits last forever..."

Countless people were heavy-faced, including officials, military generals, soldiers, and the people... The crowd rushed to the various flowers, fragrance, and candle shops...

All the incense and candles in Tiantang City were sold out that afternoon.

There was a faint crying sound, and it was faintly ringing.

Today is the eighth day of March.

Tomorrow, we will pay homage to the heroic spirits.

Inside Yun Mansion, Yun Yang leaned against the gate, listening to the screams outside, one after another; his face showed a painful longing.

"Nine Lords, they will always be here!"

Yun Yang said silently, his eyes extremely firm: "Because, I'm still here!"

...

Yunfu.

In the secret room.

Yun Yang stood in a purple robe with his hands behind his back, looking at Wu Wenyuan in front of him, blood flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Civil Wu has long admired his reputation and has been in contact with God for a long time; I hate that I have not seen him at first; so today, I specially invited Lord Wu to come over and let's have a good chat."

Opposite, Wu Wenyuan, wearing a prison uniform, chuckled: "Young Master Yun, before, Wu only thought you were the young master of Yun Hou Tianwai, and did not take you seriously, but he did not expect that in this Jade Tang Empire, Young Master Yun is such an unpredictable figure. He is really out of sight."

He smiled casually: "You can mention Wu so easily from the Heavenly Prison. Mr. Yun's methods are so sensible."

Yun Yang looked at the Zuodu Censor, and there was no trace of nervousness or fear in his eyes.

This is a dead man.

Yun Yang had a conclusion in his heart and smiled faintly: "Some small tricks have made Lord Wu laugh."

Wu Wenyuan said calmly: "I wonder what Mr. Yun brought me here from the Heavenly Prison, what do you want to talk to me?"

Yun Yang smiled calmly: "I want to play a game with Lord Wu."

"What game?" Wu Wenyuan said.

"Yeah, ask a question." Yun Yang laughed: "You ask me a question, I'll ask you a question."

Wu Wenyuan also laughed: "Wu asked you a question, you can say anything; but if you asked Wu, Wu may not be willing to say it."

Yun Yang smiled and said gently: "As far as I know, Lord Wu has been caught this time, including your old mother, your wife, your two concubines; your three sons and one daughter."

Wu Wenyuan's eyes turned cold: "What do you want to say?"

Yun Yang said gently: "Mr. Wu has put life and death aside, so of course he doesn't care about anything. However, Mr. Wu may not be able to ignore his family's lives, right?"

Wu Wenyuan's eyes moved: "What do you mean?"

Yun Yang said lightly: "I asked you the first question, you answered it, I can make you die happily. This is the first benefit."

Wu Wenyuan said sarcastically: "If I don't want to answer a question, can you let me live?"

Yun Yang raised his neck slightly and said, "If you die, you have to share how to die. Lord Wu understands it. If you don't answer a single question, none of your family will survive; but Lord Wu, you will live for a hundred years with me."

He smiled slightly, and his snow-white and neat teeth showed: "Mr. Wu, what do you think?"

Even though Wu Wenyuan looked at death, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Live for a hundred years.

These words full of auspicious meanings were said from Yun Yang at this time, but they were full of gloomy and horror. Wu Wenyuan naturally knew how he would be able to live a hundred years old.

He was silent for a moment and said, "You mean, my family can still survive?"

Yun Yang said: "Naturally; I will ask you the second question. After you answer, I can guarantee that your wife can survive. The third question is that your mother can survive. The fourth question is that your daughter can survive. The fifth question is that your second son whom you dislike the most can survive... The last question is that your whole family can survive except you, and you live freely."

Wu Wenyuan closed his eyes in pain: "What if I don't answer any of the questions?"

Yun Yang and Yun calm and calm: "For example, if you don't answer the fourth question, I will let your daughter survive, but it is to live in a brothel, and every guest will know that she is your daughter of Lord Wu. Well, every question corresponds to a person."

Wu Wenyuan's eyes suddenly widened and he was furious: "You are so cruel!"

Yun Yang smiled: "I'm not cruel, it's Lord Wu that you are cruel. Because it's your disagreement that led to such a tragedy on earth. On the contrary, as a son, a husband, and a father, you can create a better living environment for them."

Wu Wenyuan closed his eyes and felt dismal.

The thought of death that has been filled with my heart is as if I am home, and the disappearance is gone without a trace.

As soon as Yun Yang opened his mouth, he grabbed his vital point.

"Young Master Yun is indeed Young Master Yun." Wu Wenyuan smiled miserably: "What do you want to know?"

Yun Yang carried his hands on his back and said softly: "The first question is that the plan for the year lies in spring. This sentence is good; but I want to ask Lord Wu to explain the meaning."

Wu Wenyuan's face was gray, his eyes struggled for a long time, and said, "This is the Four Seasons Tower... all year round. The meaning of this sentence is to let Chuntang take action..."

Yun Yang nodded: "Very good, as a response to welfare, you can die happily. The second question is, what does the tenth day of the first lunar month mean?"

"I am the tenth day of the first lunar month." Wu Wenyuan closed his eyes and said weakly: "There are three halls in every season. Each hall is named after the month; there are thirty people in the hall every month, from the first day to the thirty."

"Congratulations; your wife is alive." Yun Yang said with a smile: "The third question. Who is Mr. Nian?"

Wu Wenyuan looked at Yun Yang's eyes and said, "I don't know this."

Yun Yang frowned, looked at his eyes, and after a long time, he said, "Okay, another question, who is the Lord of Spring Hall?"

"I don't know either." Wu Wenyuan smiled tragically: "You really don't need to ask this question anymore; we are all single-line contacts, and we don't know who each other is. I don't even know who the ninth day of the first lunar month and the eleventh day of the first lunar month, let alone the master of the hall?"

Yun Yang let out a sigh, his face becoming much ugly.

"A left-level censor of the imperial court is just one day of the year; he has no position... Siji Tower is a huge monster!"

Yun Yang chuckled. The coldness in the laughter made Wu Wenyuan shiver involuntarily.

"Since you don't know anything..." Yun Yang frowned and said, "So, in the spring of last year, the participants were all involved?"

Hearing the seven words "Tianxuan Cliff ambushing the Nine Lords", Wu Wenyuan's muscles on his face couldn't help but spasm and said, "I am just an insider. The specific implementation plan is the head of the Chuntang General Hall; I don't know who the participants are."

Yun Yang nodded: "In addition to you, there is also an insider? Is it belonging to the military?"

Wu Wenyuan said: "The Ninth and Eleventh Day that I contacted me feel are both military generals, but I don't know the specific identity and cannot be sure."

Yun Yang said: "Okay. My question is over; if you have any questions, you can ask me."

Wu Wenyuan trembled and said loudly: "Why are you asking these questions? Since you have asked about the Tianxuan Ya incident, you should have a lot of questions!"

Yun Yang said coldly: "I know all other questions. Moreover, if I ask any more, if you answer, I will let your son go, but I don't want to let him go."

Wu Wenyuan was furious and screamed: "But you have asked me four questions!"
To be continued...