Chapter 42 Black clouds crush the city

A dark cloud floated from a distance and gradually became thicker, pressing towards Liujing.

"The black clouds are crushing the city. It's really the right time."

The cool wind came, and Simajin shivered and muttered.

Turning to look at the teenager beside him, he saw that his face was red, his lips were purple, and he clenched his fists and struggled. A trace of strangeness flashed in Sima Jin's eyes. As she was about to open her mouth, An Bochen's body suddenly rushed forward, gasped and his face was full of chagrin.

"Xiao Anzi, I guess it's going to rain in a while. Let's go back."

Simajin said.

Seeing An Bochen taking a deep breath and looking at the small village in the distance, he looked inexplicable, but he didn't say anything. Sima Jin sighed secretly.

"Although you can't go home, Xiao Anzi, you forgot one thing."

"What's the matter?"

An Bochen did not look back and asked lightly.

"Although you are a servant of the prince on the surface, in fact, everything in the Moyun Tower is not up to you?"

Hearing this, An Bochen first showed doubt on his face, and then a strong joy appeared on his face. He turned his head and looked at Simajin gratefully.

"Stay calm."

Simajin blinked and said with a smile.

"At present, the situation in Liujing is not as usual. Once the Duke of Huo dies, even if Liujun wants to stabilize the situation in the middle of the country, it is difficult to reach the sky."

"Why?"

"Think about it, if you fight with a group of people in Yuanjing Village and defeat the most powerful one, what will you do with the rest of the opposites?"

After thinking for a long time, An Bochen looked at Simajin and said seriously.

"I'm in Yuanjing Village and never fight."

Taking a deep breath, Sima Jin resisted the impulse to kick An Bochen. Seeing the teenager scratching his head, he smiled shyly, and Sima Jin lost his temper.

"I told you a long time ago that the joke you said is not funny at all. It is commonly known as a cold joke, but you still enjoy it... In a word, you always know the truth that it is appropriate to chase the poor bandits and kill them all. Zuo Xiang and the Duke of Huo are sworn enemies. Last night, they killed the Duke of Huo in World War I, and there was no leader. The people of the Duke of Huo's faction will definitely be in chaos. If the left prime minister's action at this time will definitely wipe out the rest of the Huo faction. How can he let go of such an opportunity?

"In addition to the Duke of Huo, how many people can compete with each other? After the death of the Duke of Huo, the State of Liu is the world of the left prime minister. Even if Liu wants to preserve the faction of the Duke of Huo, on the one hand, the left prime minister has made great achievements in saving the driver. On the other hand, the Duke of Huo's collusion and conspiracy is widely involved. Therefore, even Liu Jun is helpless. What's more, there are rumors that Liu Jun and the left prime minister have broken sleeves, and they are spoiled. After this battle After that, the position of the left phase is as stable as a rock.

Simajin said that An Bochen was a little confused at the beginning, but gradually he could understand eight or nine points and knew what Simajin was referring to.

"Hongfu, do you mean that something will happen to Mr. Li?"

"It is precisely that the prince and the Duke of Huo are close, and the government and the public know that it is the Duke of Huo in the wild. It's going to be troublesome this time."

Sima Jin sighed and frowned.

"But Mr. Li and Liu Jun also have a good relationship."

An Bochen said.

Simajin nodded, fiddled with the dog's tail grass beside him, and thought.

"That's why, I guess that the left phase will take action against Mr. Li for a while. Mr. Li enjoys a good reputation among the people. With all kinds of legendary stories, Moyun Tower can still live for a while. However, if you want to borrow the hand of Li Gongzi to give your family gold and silver treasure, you have to be careful not to be caught by Zuo Xiang or see the flaws.

An Bochen's face turned slightly red. Just as he wanted to say something, the thunder sounded. After a moment, the pouring rain fell from the sky.

"No more, let's go back to Moyun Tower first."

Simajin patted An Bochen and got up to sacrifice two black pythons. In a blink of an eye, the two royal snakes flew into the sky and disappeared.

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On the seventh floor of Moyun Building, there is a sandalwood table next to the pavilion, and there is a wine pot on the table. The old man in a black robe drinks a little wine lazily and peeks at the teenager opposite from time to time.

"So, did you expect the death of the Huo National Association last night?"

Stretching out, Simajin casually asked Xiao Hou.

"Exact"

Putting down the wine cup and eating a peanut, Xiao Hou said with a pale face.

"Why?"

"There are three reasons."

A trace of fine light flashed in his eyes. Xiao Hou looked at An Bochen intentionally or unintentionally and coughed dryly.

"When I saw the Duke of Huo leaving the house with his own soldiers, I already knew that his trip was more or less auspicious. First, people with a clear eye can see that he was forced to fight in this battle. Zuo Xiang and he had been confronted him for so many years, but he suddenly made trouble today. If he was not very sure, it would never be like this. True or false, even if Zuo Xiang looked at it. No matter how many flaws there are, it is just a blindfold to confuse the Duke of Huo, so the moment the Duke of Huo stepped out of the house, he was doomed to his end.

Simajin nodded and said nothing. An Bochen's face on the other side tightened, but suddenly remembered the teenager who had been broke his appointment.

Huo Chuayun, is he all right? When I went to the Duke's Mansion last night, I didn't see him. Could it be that Duke Huo knew that he was defeated in this battle and hid the clouds earlier... So where is he now?

Looking at the smoke and rain outside the building, it was like a drizzle. An Bochen was worried, but for no reason he remembered the last sentence left by Mr. Li before his death.

The smoke and dust fans of the ninety-nine pavilions, and thousands of buildings are left behind...

"Second, it's because of Mr. Li."

Hearing this, An Bochen's heart moved and turned his eyes to Xiao Hou.

Aware that An Bochen was finally attracted by his words, the old man stroked his beard with a little pride and said quietly.

"Miss Hongfu may not know the ability of Li Gongzi, and Bo Chen only knows a little about it, but I know 70% or 80%. When it comes to strategy, even the old man is willing to bow down. How can the prince be killed in the wilderness? As for Mr. Li's fake death, I'm afraid he also guessed that the Duke of Huo will suffer a disaster in a few days. He and the Duke of Huo help each other. If the Duke of Huo dies, Liujing will no longer be a place for him.

Although An Bochen and Sima Jin don't know the former identity of Xiao Hou, they have been getting along with each other these days, and they also know that he is an old and cunning master. In terms of today's actions, the means are not very smart. Even he was sincerely convinced of Mr. Li. It can be seen that this Mr. Li, who drives blessings and knows where to hide, can't be underestimated.

"There seems to be some flaws in Xiao's old words."

Meaning, Simajin said.

"Miss Hong Fu, but it's okay to say it."

Xiao Hou took a sip of wine and looked at Simajin playfully.

"Since Mr. Li can convince Mr. Xiao, his ability can be called a scholar in the middle of the country. If he stays and joins hands with Duke Huo to make suggestions, he can't win this game."

"Miss Hong Fu is really delicate, and she is not as smart as most men. Since Mr. Li chose to retreat, there must be his reason, which is nothing more than three points. The ability of the left phase is still above Li Gongzi. Second, Mr. Li did not want to collide head-on with Zuo Xiang. He killed eight hundred enemies and lost one thousand himself. No one was willing to do it. Third..."

He took a leisurely sip of wine, and Xiao Hou said with a sneer.

"In my opinion, Mr. Li came to the State of Liu for a reason. He gave up now. I'm afraid it's difficult for him to get it because of the current situation. Instead of staying in Liujing and falling into chaos, it's better to withdraw and retreat as soon as possible to protect yourself.

Looking at Xiao Hou, Simajin smiled faintly.

"There is something in Mr. Xiao's words. No matter how Mr. Li left, it shows that the ability of the left phase is not below him, and even higher.

"In the words of Miss Hong Fu. Now our Moyun Tower is at the tip of the storm. If you don't pay attention, you will be swallowed up by the tricky left prime minister.

Seeing that the two talked happily, An Bochen only felt a little ridiculous. Last night was like an enemy, but today we can talk so well, and there are also unintentional compliments to each other, which made him worry for nothing before.

It was not until Xiao Hou said the last sentence that An Bochen knew it.

It must be a chaotic situation now, and Mo Yunlou is also in danger. The two of them offer compliments, talk and laugh, but they are hinting to each other and are willing to abandon the past and work together to get through this disaster.

What a pair of exquisite hearts.

An Bochen sighed secretly and looked out of the window at the ten miles of smoke and rain, and his heart was slightly gloomy.

Xiao Hou's old plan is profound, hidden but not exposed. Sima Jin is well-informed, smart and alert, but he is a servant who knows nothing. If it is not because he is still useful, with their ability, he can stand firm in Moyun Tower, and he doesn't need himself at all.

"Bochen, guess what the third reason is."

At this moment, a meaningful voice of Xiao Hou suddenly came to his ear. An Bochen was distracted and suddenly heard Xiao Hou's question. He was a little caught off guard, but somehow, a strange idea suddenly came to his heart and subconsciously said.

"Is it because Duke Huo kept me to practice guns in the house?"

When the voice fell, it was silent.

An Bochen's face turned red, and he secretly regretted that he shouldn't talk nonsense, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the old man opposite him patting his big hand on the wooden table, and a blush appeared on his face, looking up and down at him with a strange light.

"Bo Chenguo is really divine and natural, but it's a pity that I found out that it was too late."

With a sigh, Xiao Hou said.

"It's just that the blind cat catches a dead mouse."

Sima Jin on the other side whispered. She looked at Xiao Hou and An Bochen, with some thoughts in her eyes.

"Sincerely, as Bo Chen said, who is the Duke of Huo? Even if he wanted to accompany his grandson to practice Taoist skills, he would not pay so much attention to it. He sent people to send rare gun secrets. As far as I can see, the Duke of Huo had already expected that he would not have much time. Only because he valued Bo Chen, he left this secret son. First, he took advantage of the momentum of Mo Yunlou to disturb the layout of the left phase, and the two also formed a good relationship for his grandson.

Hearing what Xiao Hou said, An Bochen was slightly shocked. He had never mentioned the matter of crossing the cloud with Xiao Hou, but Xiao Hou blurted out. Obviously, he knew it a long time ago.

"I knew that the Duke of Huo would be defeated in this battle, and the left prime minister would not easily let Mo Yunlou go. Only then, the money of the property under the name of the prince was divided into three parts overnight, and sent to the palace of His Royal Highness Lizhu, the mansion of the Minister Zuo, and the mansion of the left minister..."

Xiao Hou was talking about his arrangement last night vividly. At this time, the rapid horseshoe sound came from far to near. Listening to its momentum, there were at least more than a hundred people.