broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

"My lord, there are a total of 520 seven people, all of them will be solved, and none of them will survive."

"Okay! Search for me!"

Su Lie walked into Mr. Zhao's study with great determination.

"I can't tell, this Mr. Zhao is quite tasteful."

Looking at all kinds of ancient books on the bookshelf, Su Lie pouted.

It's a pity that I didn't learn anything useful from reading the books of sages and sages. What I learned was all crooked ways.

"Report! General, I checked everything, and found nothing except some fur goods and gold and silver money."

"Understood, let's go!"

Su Lie sat on Master Zhao's chair.

Should not be!

This Mr. Zhao was obviously prepared for it long ago. Apart from him, there were only those dead men in the mansion, and none of the family members of the female family members found out.

Normally, for such a cautious person, shouldn't all those important letters be burned?

Why didn't you see any paper ashes?
Besides, he is a businessman, why are there so many Confucian classics on the bookshelf?

and many more!

Su Lie seems to have caught something.

"Come on, move these bookshelves away for me."

A group of soldiers entered the room and easily moved the first bookshelf, but they couldn't move the second one.

"Hmph! It's exactly as I expected."

Su Lie took out the books on the shelf one by one.

When I got a copy of Spring and Autumn, I obviously heard the creaking sound of the mechanism opening and closing.

The bookshelves that could not be moved by several people actually moved by themselves, revealing a dark corridor behind.

"You two, over there, you, follow me!"

Su Lie drew out his long knife, took a shield from his subordinates, put it in front of him, and walked in first.

"Torches!"

After walking down, I took a look with the torch, and it was true.

I don't know why, but the ancients liked to keep such important evidence. Below this corridor is a closed space. The space is not very big, so there is a table, two chairs, and a few boxes.

There were some jewels and jades in these boxes, which Su Lie didn't care about. In a box in the farthest corner, Su Lie finally found what he wanted.

Letters between Mr. Zhao and the Turks and the Taiyuan Wang family.

"Taiyuan Wang, let me see how you can stand up this time!"

After flipping through the letters for a few times, Su Lie was able to confirm that the news here, including that these dead men were all members of the Taiyuan Wang family.

Just as Li Wenhao thought, the Turks were short of food.

"General, here is another letter."

The guard picked up a crumpled piece of waste paper on the ground, and handed it to Su Lie when he saw words on it. Su Lie opened it and almost recited it without a breath.

"Hurry up, prepare your horse, go to where the prince is!"

"It's over..."

"Wrong, all wrong!"

"No, you can't let the prince take the blame!"

Along the way, Su Lie's mood changed many times until finally, he took a deep breath and made a difficult decision.

"His Royal Highness, it's not good, something happened."

Su Lie came to Li Wenhao's side and whispered.

"What happened?"

"His Royal Highness, look, we all guessed wrong!"

"Turk is short of food, but from the beginning, his goal is not Yuyang, but Fan Yang!"

"Fan Yang is the ancestral land of the famous Lu family. Where is Lu's main house and Lu's granary? Their goal is not Yuyang at all. Jieli is here just to deceive people. I am afraid that they have already arrived at Fan Yang's city and even entered the city. the city."

Su Lie said as if mourning.

"How many defenders does Fan Yang have?"

"3000 people."

Finished!

After hearing Su Lie's answer, Li Wenhao knew that Fan Yangcheng was in danger.

Even if it is the ancestral land of the Lu family, even if the Lu family's children can help defend the city, it will be difficult.

"I'll take the Xiaogui Army to Fan Yang, and I'll leave it to you here."

Li Wenhao still had the last illusion in his heart, hoping that the Fan Yang Lu family could inherit the demeanor of their ancestor Lu Zhi, who was proficient in everything from literature to martial arts.

That's right, the ancestor of Fan Yang's Lu family was Lu Zhi, a great Confucian in the late Han Dynasty, the teacher of Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei.

But now, this famous clan is about to face the biggest challenge in their life.

Fan Yang is no more than three hundred miles south of Yuyang. If he runs freely, the war horse will be able to run there soon.

But the more he ran, the heavier Li Wenhao's heart became. Along the way, he could already see corpses scattered on the official road.

This proves that the Turkic people may have arrived at Fanyang City, and even attacked Fanyang City.

Just as Li Wenhao was on his way, Fan Yangcheng was in dire straits.

Like Yuyang, Fan Yang also infiltrated the enemy's spies, opened the city gate in the middle of the night, and let the Turkic people enter the city.

The purpose of the Turks is also very simple, the granary of Fan Yang Lu's family.

"Evil thief, are you the one who let the Turks in?"

At this time, near Lu's granary, the remaining guard soldiers, Lu's [-] Confucian scholars, and the people in the city who survived by chance all retreated here.

Leading the Turkic soldiers on the opposite side is Wang Qiling, who joined the army with Fan Yang, and he is also a member of the Wang family in Taiyuan.

"That's right, it's me waiting."

"Didn't you, Fan Yang and Lu, always pretend to be noble? If you don't want to join us, let's be destroyed here today!"

"Don't worry, you didn't die unjustly, the prince of Tang Dynasty will be buried with you."

Lu's ancestor, also known as the old master, drew a sword from his waist.

"This sword was used by our ancestor Lu Zhi to conquer the world and pacify Zhang Jiao. Now I use this sword to fight against you traitors and barbarians."

"Listen, I, Fanyang Lu, have never surrendered to the enemy or defected since my ancestors. Today, I, Lu, am self-defeating. If anyone dares to escape in battle, they will be robbed by five thunderbolts."

"Master!"

All the people present were in tears.

"Don't cry, my son of the Han family, how can I shed tears in front of the enemy?"

"Wang Qiling, don't think I don't know. The Turkic people went south this time because they lacked food. They were frightened by the crown prince in Weishui. They came here for nothing. Today, I, Lu, not only want to kill myself, but I also want to let you A grain of rice is hard to come by."

"ignition!"

With a cry of grief and indignation, the old master threw the torch in his hand towards Lu's granary.

In the granary, nearly 20 shi of grain and grass were stored, all of which were ignited at this moment, and even the fragrance of rice came from the air.

"Lu Zhong, today is the day you and I say goodbye. As an old master of the Lu family, the old man cannot leave, but I, the Lu family, cannot cut off my roots."

"You take Ruoling away. This is my family tree of the Lu family. Tell the world that my Lu family has no ancestors, no embarrassment to Tang, no embarrassment to Confucianism"

"Everyone, dare to follow me to kill?"

The old master raised his arms and shouted, whether it was the common people present, the city defenders or those literati all raised their weapons and rushed towards the enemy in front.

"Quick, kill them, and put out the fire!"

"Block it, don't let them take a single grain here!"

The old master roared angrily, cut down a Turkic soldier with a sword, and then was directly knocked out by the cavalry who followed.