Standing in the courtyard, Zhuang Qingyun found that the layout of the priest's mansion seemed to be a little different. There seemed to be a lot less guards on duty in the priest's mansion, but there were a lot more guards hidden in the dark...
The night wind is blowing and cool, the bright moon in the sky is hidden by dark clouds, the clouds are rolling, and the air is damp...
It will probably rain tomorrow, Zhuang Qingyun thought.
After Minhang finished counting the people and horses, the spies finally came back in the lobby: "Patriarch, the eldest lady was indeed captured by Zhuang Qingyun and imprisoned in the dungeon by the high priest.
And hear..."
Min Zhixing was so angry that he slapped the table, and the teacup on the table jumped up, "What time is it, what else can't we say?"
The spy was determined: "I heard that the young master was secretly drugged to death by the high priest, and the high priest admitted it himself..."
Min Zhixing's last sliver of rationality was completely broken like a taut zither string. Ever since he heard the rumor that Min Rui was killed by Qin Wuyan, Min Zhixing had been secretly investigating this matter, but Qin Wuyan He never left any traces in his actions, so he managed to find out some clues. Now the insider who was secretly placed in the priest's mansion actually passed on this matter, which proved that Qin Wuyan, a wolf-hearted thing, poisoned his only one Son Facts...
Minzhixing ordered troops overnight, summoned all the guards and dead soldiers, and kept busy until it was dark. Finally, with all the elites, together with all the elders of the Min family, they went straight to the priest's mansion in a mighty way, hoping to get Qin Wuyan In his hand, he wanted to get back the banner of justice, and wanted to pull Qin Wuyan down from his unsecured high priest position...
Qin Wuyan, who had heard the wind for a long time, opened the door of the priest's mansion, sat on the steps, looked at the large courtyard, which was continuously crowded with people, with a cold smile on the corner of his lips, and twirled a hand with his fingers. Jade flute.
The butler brought all the servants in the mansion to the front yard. Although Zhuang Qingyun was good at planning, it was the first time he saw such a grand and grand scene, his heart was beating wildly, and he felt panicked.
Qin Wuyan glanced at Zhuang Qingyun who was sweating profusely on his forehead, and ordered to the guard behind him: "Send Master Qingyun to the secret room."
Just as Zhuang Qingyun was about to object, the two guards left, supporting Zhuang Qingyun with weak legs.
Zhuang Qingyun turned his head and said with difficulty: "Silence, take care, be careful!"
Qin Wuyan's face was indifferent, and he waited until Zhuang Qingyun's back disappeared from sight before he smiled softly: "I have to wait until Xiao Yu comes back to life, so I must be careful."
Min Zhihang was riding on a tall horse, and a steady stream of Min family guards poured into the priest's mansion, almost surrounding the whole priest's mansion.
When the last guard stepped through the threshold, Qin Wuyan waved his hand, and the guards immediately closed the main gate of the Priest's Mansion heavily.
When the door was closed, the dull sound struck Min Hang's heart like a death knell.
Min Zhixing preemptively said: "Qin Wuyan, as the high priest, you have committed many evils, imprisoned the little girl, poisoned my son, you have a heart to kill, I can't spare you today!"
Qin Wuyan's face was as cold as ice, but he didn't have any nonsense with Minxing Hang. He just turned the jade flute in his hand and pressed the jade flute to his lips, and the melodious tune flew out from the hole of the jade flute, like a demon. The sound fills the ears...
"Guiyuan Qu, that's Guiyuan Qu!" There was a commotion among the guards.
I haven't heard the sound of the flute for a long time, and the guards seem to have forgotten that today's high priest has no backstage. He climbed to the highest position piled up with blood and bones by virtue of his real skills...