Uncle, please help the Han family

"Go back, don't come back."

Although he didn't know the reason of the other party's visit, the sound of 'Master' had already exposed the other party's background.

Gongsun Zan, whose heart is like a mirror, gave him a chance.

Live and fuck off.

But if you want to step into this room.

Then the only thing waiting for him is the head falling to the ground.

"My lord." The man didn't back down, he grabbed the window with one hand, took off the mask with the other hand, and said with tears in his eyes, "My lord, it's me."

"I know it is you."

This is a familiar subordinate, a lieutenant of Baima Yicongli, but Gongsun Zan didn't mean to keep the other party, but drove him away rather unkindly: "I knew it was you, so I didn't do it directly. Otherwise, you would have It’s just a different place.”

Gongsun Zan is indeed a domineering person, but she still retains the most basic benevolence and righteousness towards her subordinates.

However, this benevolence is also limited.

If the lord finds out that he still has contact with the old department, then there will be a misunderstanding.

Then she will solve this guy with her own hands, using the most cruel means.

"My lord, I am here today not only to represent me... but the wish of thousands of soldiers." Because the sword was on his neck, the man swallowed nervously and said tremblingly, "I only say a few words. Just a few words... leave after finishing speaking. Please, my lord, otherwise, I will die with regret, and I will die with regret."

"..."

With everyone's wishes.

To be honest, Gongsun Zan was touched by this sentence.

With such a series of major changes, half of the Baima Yicong he brought with him lost, and he almost died at Wu Yan's hands.

To be honest, her mood was a little broken, and she really couldn't bear it by herself.

The reason why Liu Yu was able to subdue him also has something to do with the little care he brought from the robe he gave casually.

Are my men really worried about me?

she wants to know.

She wanted to know if she was really alone.

"My lord, we miss you, and Bai Ma Yicong misses you."

Continuing to play the emotional card, the man almost burst into tears: "It's just a few words, and then leave. If the lord thinks I'm causing you trouble, you can give my body to Zhou Mu after finishing speaking, so as to dispel his suspicions! "

Because Gongsun Zan originally had this idea, when the other party brought it up fearlessly, she, who was always cold-blooded, felt a little guilty.

Slowly moved the saber away from the opponent's neck, and then put it back into the scabbard with a 'Zheng' sound, and Gongsun Zan turned his back.

And the thin man in black quickly climbed into the room and closed the window.

"The last general, see the lord."

He prostrated himself on the ground and bowed heavily.

"Get up." Gongsun Zan sat on a stool, crossed his legs, and asked him to stand up in a cold tone.

For her, this action also falls into the category of causing misunderstanding.

Because it was too much like a conspiracy to rebel.

"Here." The man in black got up, stood in front of Gongsun Zan, and immediately asked with concern, "My subordinate heard that the lord was seriously injured in the pursuit that day. Are the injuries...healed?"

"Small injury, no problem."

Gongsun Zan waved his hand, not wanting to talk about this topic.

"I also heard..." The man in black frowned, and said with some difficulty, "Most of Baima Yicong's brothers and sisters were also killed or injured?"

"……Yes."

But when it comes to this, Gongsun Zan has no confidence.

She is sorry for these people.

I just got a burnt scar on my chest, and I lost a little bit of femininity, but those righteous followers can never wake up again.

That battle was very aggrieved, and their deaths were meaningless.

It's all own fault.

Even if the other party wants to hold her accountable at this time, she will accept it willingly.

Rather, if only he could scold himself.

In this way, the guilt in Gongsun Zan's heart can also be alleviated.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the lord is still there, Baima Yicong will be there."

Wiping away the tears that fell easily, the man said in a firm tone.

"..." The topic brought up by the other party made Gongsun Zan find a way of redemption.Raising her head, she promised, "Although I'm just a centurion now, given time and making great achievements, I will definitely lead you all over Saibei again!"

"My lord, why did you lead us after making meritorious service?"

The man took a step forward, looked eagerly into Gongsun Zan's eyes, and said in confusion, "Bai Ma Yicong is the lord in the first place, and it's only natural for you to lead us!"

Because of these words, Gongsun Zan's good face instantly darkened.

She guessed right.

Sure enough, this is the purpose.

This officer of Baima Yicong came with a mission.

Standing on the cusp of the current situation, the bureaucrats of the aristocratic families in Youzhou have different choices from each other.

There are people like the prefects of Liaodong. For them, it is just a change of lord, and the official license is correct, so there is no need to participate in these boring political battles.

There are clan elders who, for the sake of the family, can choose wisely, give up part and fight for part, so that the thousand-year-old family will continue.

There are also people like Gongsun Lu who regard Liu Yu as the savior of the soaring official career, hoping to stand well in this reshuffle, even at the expense of the family's interests.

In the end, it's just like him.

Revitalize the Liaodong system.

Support yourself to fight against Liu Yu, so as to completely preserve their power, and use the credit of "restoration" to grab more things, and become the core of the Liaodong ruling group.

But this kind of person is not the same as those three kinds.

He is gambling.

They are betting wildly.

"Okay, the greeting is over, let's go."

Gongsun Zan pointed to the window and reminded this former subordinate that he should go back wherever he came from.

But after finally finding the opportunity to meet the former lord, how could he be reconciled.

"My lord, listen to me."

The man clenched his fists and said with extra force: "Gongsun Fan has become Liu Yu's executioner. On the surface, he stood by Liu Yu's side and became a popular newcomer. But as long as Liu Yu withdraws, he will definitely die badly!" He even said that if he brought his family with him, he would die a terrible death!"

It is true that no one dares to provoke Gongsun Fan now, but his power comes from Liu Yu.

If Liu Yu falls down one day, or is transferred away.Then, as long as Gongsun Fan doesn't become the governor of the state, he will definitely be executed by the aristocratic family if he finds a chance.

This is the price of being an executioner.

Of course, Gongsun Zan understood this truth, she had understood it long ago.

But there is no way.

She couldn't remind this clan brother.

Because the other party would be angry and point at himself and yell at him—if it wasn't for you, would I need to be Liu Yu's executioner!Who is to blame for all this?Whose fault is it!

She couldn't answer.

I'm sorry Gongsun Fan, I'm sorry Gongsun Yin.

It was me who caused you to encounter such a situation.

"My lord!" Seeing the lord in front of him, showing a lonely expression, the man persuaded while the iron was hot, "The matter is very simple. The lord only needs to be yourself, and then respond at the critical moment. When the time comes, an elite guard The army will surround the inner city and block the supporting cavalry."

"No." Staring at the other party's eyes, Gongsun Zan shook his head and said in resistance, "No."

"The combat effectiveness of the cavalry in the city will be greatly weakened." However, the man ignored her mood and continued to preach excitedly, "So, we only need to use Liu Yu as a pawn to delay the time. At that time, Liaodong's 1 Tens of thousands of cavalry will definitely respond to the Lord's call and surround Liaodong City. When the time comes, the event will be accomplished!"

It's too dangerous, the idea is too dangerous.

Gongsun Zan had to stop it, so she stood up and gave a stern lesson: "Don't you think the court doesn't exist?!"

"Of course the imperial court exists."

Because he already knew that the other party would talk about this, the man cleverly gave an example: "But Liu Yan, Ma Teng, don't such people exist?"

The terrain of Liaodong is remote, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

If you want to make an expedition to this place, with the current strength and energy of the imperial court, it is impossible to do so.

Therefore, this strategy is feasible.

but……

After doing this, can Baima Yicong still be called "righteousness"?

This righteousness simply does not exist.

"No, you can go back to me now."

Gongsun Zan was in a hurry, and even prepared to draw out his sword to drive away this dangerous guy.

But since the other party has come, they are prepared.

Staring at Gongsun Zan who was beginning to waver, the man slowly retreated to the window, as if he was about to leave.

Once he was gone, Gongsun Zan would be able to relax.

Who would let her get off the tiger though? !

The man who had been loyal just now suddenly grinned.

"What are you laughing at?"

Gongsun Zan was about to get angry, and even wanted to kill someone.

The other party, on the other hand, became more and more calm, and said slowly: "I am not the only one who supports the lord, there are many Gongsun people."

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to say..."

The man slowed down his speech, and said word by word: "Even if the lord does not participate, we will take action. If we fail, we will bleed, a lot of blood, and the Gongsun clan will be destroyed from then on. And Gongsun Fan, Gongsun Yin, etc. Human beings will also die under Liu Yu's wrath."

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Chapter 105 Gongsunyin is my person 6k words chapter

The conversation with the clan elders took place in an elegant seat on the third floor of a restaurant near the river.

However, because it was winter and there were still snowflakes outside, the small river in the city was completely frozen, and there was no sparkling river view to see.

In the antique room, there is a charcoal fire for heating, and soft cushions are laid out on the wooden floor.

A warm and comfortable feeling envelops the people who are drinking, and the style is very high-class.

And because this meeting is very important, and the identities of the participants are particularly honorable, Gongsun Lu reserved the restaurant in advance to prevent anyone from entering.

Very quiet, very elegant.

With the sandalwood filling the room, Liu Yu even felt a little sleepy.

"My lord has been here for a long time, how do you think Liaodong is good?"

Holding a cup of warm shochu, the clan elder at the moment has the air of a landlord, just like the host here, entertaining guests from afar.

But the politeness and elegance in the tone made it possible for people not to care about these details.