Chapter 357: Chapter 319: Diverting Trouble to the East
The word "go" made Wang Shaoji and others furious.
Even though they didn’t have thousands of troops here, they were all elite members of the imperial guard. If Yu Wenye really rescued a woman from their hands, it would be a true mockery!
Absolutely cannot let him go!
Several Hu Ben Lang Jiang charged forward, eager to drag Yu Wenye off his horse and tear him to pieces. But before they could charge down, Yu Wenye had already galloped several yards away, and those imperial guards who were about to surround and kill him shrank back in fear when they saw the fearless and brave horse.
The gruesome scene of those people who were directly trampled through the chest by the horse hooves was vivid in their minds.
Ge Yuanchong and others refused to give up, repeatedly commanding the men below, "Stop him, quickly stop him!"
Several soldiers were gearing up, brandishing their swords and knives to charge forward.
At that moment, Yu Wenye suddenly turned his head, and roared angrily at those imperial guards who clung to him like hyenas, "Get lost!"
The roar was like a thunderclap that erupted out of nowhere, shattering the hearts and minds of those around him. The leading imperial guard shivered all over, as if the bones had been extracted from his body, his hands slackened, and the sword fell directly to the ground.
Seeing this, those around dared not charge further, and retreated in fear.
Yu Wenye, eyes red, urged his horse and broke through the crowd.
Following closely behind him was Cheng Qiao. As soon as he saw Yu Wenye rescuing Shang Ruyi, he did not linger in battle but immediately commanded his men, "Retreat!"
Thus, led by Yu Wenye, they fought while retreating towards the Bright Gate.
As their horse leaped over the enormous Bright Gate, at that moment, Shang Ruyi suddenly lifted her head.
She looked past Yu Wenye’s shoulder at what was behind him.
Behind them was a sea of people like waves crashing down, the imperial guards killing towards them, and Wang Shaoji, pinned to the red steps by a Mo blade, shouting hoarsely in anger... But in her eyes, all this was utterly meaningless.
She only raised her head and looked towards the Bright Hall.
At this moment, she could see nothing.
Shang Ruyi silently, slowly closed her eyes—yet the bloody scene, the desperate scene, were forever burned into her heart.
At this moment, Yu Wenye looked down at her.
As if sensing something, he said nothing, just held her more tightly in his arms, spurred the horse, and dashed away...
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Watching Yu Wenye come and go like lightning, holding Shang Ruyi and breaking out of the siege, in the blink of an eye crossing the cries and roars of astonishment, disappearing into the dark night outside the Bright Gate, Wang Shaoji was furious, red-eyed, and roared angrily, "Catch him! Kill them!"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and he nearly fainted.
But at this moment, a voice from the red steps rang out, addressing the imperial guards, "No need to pursue!"
"...!?"
The crowd was taken aback, even Wang Shaoji ignored the pain in his shoulder and turned to see that it was his brother, Wang Shaoqiu, speaking. He stood on the hall, looking in the direction where Yu Wenye and the others had disappeared, his eyes glinting with deep thought.
The imperial guards below hesitated, turning to Wang Shaoji, "Sir, really no need to pursue?"
Wang Shaoqiu then walked to his side, "Brother."
Wang Shaoji asked, "Why not pursue? Do you want Yu Wenye and them to leave alive?"
Wang Shaoqiu revealed a sinister cold smile.
He spoke clearly, "Exactly."
"...?"
"I want them to leave, and best if they leave alive."
Wang Shaoji listened, both pained and urgent, his brow furrowed into a knot, "Why?"
"For the road ahead of us."
"What do you mean?"
Wang Shaoqiu lowered his head and said to him, "Now, the Emperor has passed away, chaos reigns, various heroes fight for power, this is unavoidable. However, when different forces compete, whoever survives is most important."
Wang Shaoji frowned, "What does this have to do with letting them go?"
Wang Shaoqiu said, "The Emperor passed away tonight, this news can’t be hidden for long. Once it spreads, our group will definitely become the target of armies all over the world. Those people will surely attack us under the guise of avenging the Emperor, at that time, we will be the focal point."
"..."
Wang Shaoji suddenly shivered.
He had not thought of this, but hearing Wang Shaoqiu say it made sense.
He asked, "So, by letting them go—"
Wang Shaoqiu sneered, "Once Yu Wenye takes Shang Ruyi away, we can immediately announce to the world tomorrow that the Young Madam of the Yuwen Family, Shang Ruyi, assassinated the Emperor. Thus, there’s no need to ask who the various forces will target."
Upon hearing this, Wang Shaoji’s eyes immediately lit up.
Wang Shaoqiu continued, "Recently, Duke Sheng raised an army in Taiyuan, his strength is formidable, he would originally be our biggest enemy. But now, as long as we pin the assassination on the Yuwen Family, on him, naturally, someone will deal with him for us. At that time, we can reap the benefits from behind the scenes."
Now, Wang Shaoji found himself speechless.
He nodded repeatedly, after a long time said, "You really think things through thoroughly."
After saying this, he immediately addressed the imperial guards below, "No need to pursue them. Immediately clear Jiangdu Palace — seal off the Bright Hall. Tomorrow, announce to the world that Shang Ruyi assassinated the Emperor, committed unforgivable sins, the world shall jointly punish her!"
The crowd responded in unison, "Yes!"
As he spoke, he smiled, but immediately the sharp pain in his shoulder made him nearly faint. Wang Shaoqiu hurriedly called for help, and with the combined efforts of three men, they finally pulled the Mo blade from his shoulder.
A bloody hole was pierced through Wang Shaoji’s shoulder, blood flowed all around, staining the red steps red. He looked pale, eyes red, staring at the Mo blade stained with his blood, with a sinister look said, "Yu Wenye—this sword’s revenge, I will surely pay it!"
The crowd quickly helped him up, retreating below, eager to find a doctor to treat his wounds, but Wang Shaoqiu kept standing at a distance.
He was looking down at the blade marks on the red steps, Yu Wenye’s sword not only pinned Wang Shaoji onto the red steps, but the blade cracked the stone, embedding three inches into the wall.
Such terrifying power!
Such a formidable person!
At this point, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling, although knowing his plan was correct, yet he couldn’t help but feel a trace of unease.
Is it really correct to let this man leave alive tonight?