At that time, Xiao Luan personally chopped off the heads of the soldier's wife and daughter. Then, when the soldier was kneeling on the ground holding the heads of his wife and daughter in endless sorrow, he chopped off their heads with a knife.

Compared with Xiao Luan, Zhao Run, the prince of the Eastern Palace of Wei, dared to instigate rebellion against these rebellious parties, and even made a personal promise to vindicate them.

If the prince were anyone else, Bei Gongyu would certainly not believe it easily. After all, the original edict naming them as traitors and rebels came from the prince's father, the current Wei King Zhao Si, but this man named He Hesu

Wang Ce was appointed as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace...

Even though he was in Fuweijun, Bei Gongyu also knew that although His Royal Highness the Prince of the East Palace was rumored to be arrogant, domineering and conceited, he had never regretted or evaded any of the promises he had made in the past nine years.

Such a prince, Zhao Run, made such a promise to him. Even Bei Gongyu, who had secretly vowed to follow Xiao Luan, was shaken at this moment.

He simply couldn't believe that Zhang Qigong's cruel officials tortured him for two full days without making him surrender. However, the prince of the East Palace only used a few words to completely shake his belief.

Yes, it was not because of the threats from his wife and children, but because of Prince Zhao Run's promise to prosper the Beigong family.

Although it may sound ridiculous to enrich the Beigong family by marrying more than a dozen wives and concubines and having more than a dozen children, but...

Subconsciously, Bei Gongyu thought of his own age.

He is thirty-nine this year, so he may not be able to work hard and add some people to the Beigong family, as the Prince of the East Palace said. Anyway, as long as the court cancels the wanted order for him, he does not need to hide his head and tail.

"...I feel a little bit tired."

Bei Gongyu frowned, then relaxed his brows.

As Zhao Hongrun guessed, Bei Gongyu did secretly marry a Wei girl under a pseudonym, and as of now, he has two sons, one seven years old and one four years old.

Although it sounds stupid, if the three of them work hard, the Beigong clan will probably be prosperous twenty years later.

"Papa -"

Bei Gongyu slapped her cheek hard again, feeling ashamed of her stupid idea just now.

"No! I secretly swore to follow Xiao Luan to the death, but I cannot betray Xiao Luan!"

Bei Gongyu took a deep breath.

"...This is an opportunity. I can lurk on the side of Prince Zhao Run and secretly do... for..."

Just as he was firming up his faith, Bei Gongyu's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the pardon edict he had placed on his desk, and he stared at the small blank space where no name had been filled in.

When he came to his senses again, he had placed the pardon edict in front of him, had already polished it, and was holding a brush with his trembling right hand, ready to move it to the blank area where he had not yet written it.

A place to fill in your name.

"No...no..."

He shouted in his heart, but his right hand, as if out of control, clearly wrote his name in the blank space one by one: Beigong Yu.

"Crack-"

The brush in his hand fell to the ground. Bei Gongyu held his forehead with both hands and lowered his head.

He desperately realized that no matter how much he deceived himself, he could not deceive his own heart.

He betrayed Xiao Luan.

At the same time, on the roof directly above Beigong Yu, the leader of the black crows, Yang Ji, was lying on the roof, looking at Beigong Yu through the gaps in the tiles.

After seeing that Bei Gongyu finally wrote his name on the blank amnesty edict, he put the removed tiles back into place and left quietly.

After a while, Yang Yi came to the house where Zhang Qigong was.

"He has already written his name on that edict." Yang Yi shook the snow off his body and said to Zhang Qigong.

"This is inevitable."

Zhang Qigong was not surprised at all. After all, the choice given by Prince Zhao Run made him unable to think of any reason for Bei Gongyu to refuse.

The next day, Zhang Qigong invited Bei Gongyu, Quliang Hou Sima Song, and Gao Xianhou Lu Xin to the main hall of his "Captain's Office" - one of the row of houses located on the west side of the front yard of the Prince's Mansion.

.

Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, and Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, arrived one after another, chatting in high spirits while holding hot tea.

Especially Gao Xianhou Lu Xin, after all, he had the greatest credit for catching Bei Gongyu this time. As the whistleblower, this credit was enough for him not to be suspicious, for fear that Zhang Qigong would suddenly withdraw the amnesty edict.

And just when Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, was chatting and laughing with Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, he saw Bei Gongyu, whose eyes were bloodshot, walking into the house.

"puff--"

The moment they saw Bei Gongyu, Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, and Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, couldn't help but spit out the tea in their mouths.

"You, you, you... Sir Captain, the wanted criminal has escaped!" Gao Xianhou Lu Xin shouted in horror.

"Marquis Gao Xian, please be patient." Zhang Qigong waved his hand and explained: "Yesterday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally instigated rebellion, and Lord Beigong abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. Therefore, I appointed him as the deputy captain to assist us in the arrest.

Xiao Ni."

"How is that possible?!"

Gao Xianhou Lu Xin's eyes widened in horror. You must know that he had been dealing with Bei Gongyu for twenty years and knew very well that this person was Xiao Luan's right-hand man. How could he surrender so easily?

On the opposite side, Quliang Hou Sima Song also had a look of disbelief on his face.

Ignoring the shock on the faces of Quliang Hou Sima Song and Gao Xianhou Lu Xin, Zhang Qigong looked at Beigong Yu, whose eyes were bloodshot, and asked pretending to be ignorant: "Master Beigong, were you at home last night?"

Aren’t you used to sleeping?”

In fact, he knew very well that Bei Gongyu had obviously been struggling all night, tossing and turning, so it was difficult to fall asleep.

However, he didn't want to say anything.

Under the complicated gazes of Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, and Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, Bei Gongyu cupped his hands and said in a low and tired tone: "Such an incident happened yesterday. I... made Mr. Zhang laugh."

"Where, sit down." Zhang Qigong waved his hand and then gestured.

Seeing this, Bei Gongyu cupped his hands again and sat down in the empty seat.

At this time, Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, or the first generation of Nanyan soldiers, Wei Shan, looked at Beigong Yu with a complicated expression, and lowered his voice and said: "You are Xiao Luan's right-hand man, how can you surrender to the imperial court?"

Bei Gongyu sneered and said lightly: "Weishan, what about you? You once served as Xiao Luan's personal guard, didn't you also submit? Furthermore, I, Bei Gongyu, did not surrender to the imperial court, but surrendered to the imperial court.

Your Highness the Crown Prince...these two cannot be confused!"

We must know that in today's Daliang court, although the royal power has been gradually transferred to the prince Zhao Run, it still belongs to the king of Wei Zhao Si in name. Beigong Yu deeply hates Zhao Si, how can he admit to submitting to the court? Bow to the foolish king in his heart?

Unless one day, the foolish king in his heart dies and Prince Zhao Run ascends the throne.

"You..." Wei Shan was speechless and secretly glanced at Zhang Qigong's expression, feeling a little uneasy.

After all, in order to avoid complications, he concealed the fact that he was Xiao Luan's personal guard.

"...It turned out to be a personal guard. No wonder Xiao Luan chose him to impersonate Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang."

Zhang Qigong suddenly realized something in his heart, but there was no sign of it on his face. He pretended not to hear Bei Gongyu's words just now, and said to the four of them: "Zhang knows that the three of them once had a grudge, but now, all three of them are

Serving His Highness the Crown Prince, we are indeed colleagues. Even if the three of us cannot turn their hostility into friendship, we still hope to keep their grudges in mind and not affect major events." After saying that, he turned to look at Bei Gong Yu and asked: "Master Bei Gong,

You know Xiao Luan’s whereabouts better than I do, so I’ll let you preside over today’s deliberations.”

Bei Gongyu understood Zhang Qigong's hint, and after sighing melancholy secretly, he said seriously: "Xiao... Xiao Ni, they call themselves "Fuweijun", which is the homophone of "overthrowing Wei", and they are committed to destroying Wei...

...Destroy the Wei Dynasty and take revenge on the Ji Zhao royal family. In the Fuwei army, Xiao Luan was called "Gongzi", and had two groups of humerus ministers: "Chief Secretary" and "General" under his command, thinking of Wei Mu, the great general of Nanyan.

The deputy general "Ai He" is a general. The purpose is to steal military power, give orders when necessary, and deal a fatal blow to the court... People like Ai He were all soldiers of the first generation of the Nanyan Army, and they once spread over a wide area.

, even among the sixth battalion of the garrison, there are still people from Xiao Luan..."

"The Sixth Battalion of the Garrison?!"

Zhang Qigong's eyes flashed with a look of solemnity, and he asked in a tight voice: "Besides Ai He, is there anyone else?"

As if he had guessed Zhang Qigong's thoughts, Bei Gongyu shook his head and said: "I am the "chief secretary". In the past, I was only responsible for raising money and food for Fu Weijun and contacting informants. As for Fu Weijun's affairs, I am not in charge of them.

I don’t know the details, but I only learned about Ai He after the fact. But I know that there must be a spy above the level of a general in the Fenxing Army... I wonder if Mr. Zhang still remembers that nine years ago, Xiong Fen, the envoy of the Chu State,

When he was on an envoy to the Wei Dynasty, he was attacked in Yongqiu, and more than a hundred Fenxing soldiers escorting the Chu envoy were poisoned and killed with almost no resistance?"

"You mean..." Zhang Qigong narrowed his eyes.

"Exactly." Bei Gongyu nodded and said: "There should be a general from the Fenxing Army who came forward, gained the trust of the more than a hundred Fenxing soldiers, and then managed to poison them... Although I don't know the details.

process, but I heard Xiao Luan mention at the time that he was preparing to attack Chu envoys and provoke a war between Wei and Chu."

Having said this, he took out a folded piece of paper from his arms, looked at Zhang Qigong and said sternly: "On this list, all the Fuweijun rebels that I know of are recorded..."

Zhang Qigong subconsciously reached out to take it, but saw Bei Gongyu taking it back again.

Seeing this, Zhang Qigong frowned and said with some displeasure: "Master Beigong, are you still dissatisfied with the promise His Highness the Crown Prince made to you yesterday?...Tell me, what do you want?"

"I only have one request." Bei Gongyu handed the list in his hand to Zhang Qigong and said sternly: "When Mr. Zhang arrests these people, please let me try to persuade them first... I hope Mr. Zhang can understand, even if it is Xiao Luan

, I never thought about betraying the Wei Dynasty or even destroying the Wei Dynasty from the beginning."

"Having said that, Xiao Luan is now an unforgivable criminal!...Do you know his whereabouts?" Zhang Qigong asked.

I saw a few complicated colors flashing in Gong Zheng's eyes, and then he said melancholy.

"In the Kingdom of Wei, he took on the identity of a general and secretly reorganized the army in the name of Wei Gong Ziyu."

"Weiguo?"

After hearing this, Zhang Qigong's eyes showed a somewhat dignified look.
Chapter completed!