Chapter 126 Hope for Good Luck

"Don't spout nonsense!" Since Shiguang blocked him and he didn't have a chance to get close, Yao Zongkui let go of his sword, and his tone was inexplicably stern. "Just because you're my nephew, you recklessly mobilize the soldiers of my Tunqi Battalion! If you dare to talk nonsense again, who knows how many people will be implicated!"

Scared by his words, Yao Da really fell silent.

Pan Yueqing looked at the self - righteous Yao Zongkui, and her face instantly turned icy cold. How could she not know what Yao Zongkui was up to? He was waiting to kill Yao Da and then shift all the blame onto him. Anyway, Yao Da's hands were disabled and there was no possibility of promotion. It wasn't worth sacrificing his position as a captain for a mere Yao Da.

She had seen such tricks countless times in the grand mansion of the Pan family.

It was always the Liu family's mother and daughter who used the lives of maids and servants to absolve themselves of guilt. Unconsciously, the killing intent in her eyes became more evident.

"Your Highness! General! Prime Minister!" Yao Zongkui didn't argue with Shiguang. The ruffian and anger on his face dissipated, and he bowed deeply towards the table. When he looked at Su Jing, it was as if he had grabbed a lifeline. "General! You know me, Yao the Second! I'm absolutely loyal to the Dingyuan Army! I definitely wouldn't leak military secrets!"

Yao Da watched Yao Zongkui crying bitterly, but when he saw him secretly winking at him in the unnoticed corner, he understood. Immediately, with a look of being Unsettled, he said, "It's just that I was too eager for quick success! But this wolf cub Wu Yang is definitely not a good person! He... he opened the city gate without permission under the strict order of the prime minister! That's why I suspected him!"

"A former lackey opened the city gate without permission on the same night that His Highness the Prince of Xiangyang was assassinated... How can people not be suspicious?!" Yao Da firmly Sure the only thing that Wu Yang did that was open to criticism.

"Wu Yang, what do you have to say?" Pan Yueqing raised her eyes and met the person wearing the wolf skin, who was hiding his emotions. When their eyes met, Pan Yueqing didn't even read a trace of the vitality of a living person from his eyes.

Wu Yang stared at Pan Yueqing's eyes for a full ten breaths. So long that when Yao Da shouted that he must have nothing to say, his hoarse voice, weathered by the years, reached everyone's ears. "At the foot of the city wall, someone was asking for help."

Pan Yueqing asked further, "Who was it?"

"I don't know," Wu Yang lowered his eyes. "She hasn't woken up yet, so there's no way to know her identity."

"For a person of unknown identity, he opened the city gate without permission. It shows how he doesn't take the superior's orders seriously!" Yao Da turned around and pointed at Wu Yang. "You said you just saved one person? Maybe the so - called rescue is just a cover - up?!"

After saying that, he looked up seriously. "I request to check whether there really is someone who was rescued!"

Pan Yueqing looked up at Wang Wu. "Wang Wu, lead us there."

Wu Yang's eyes moved slightly, but in the end, he remained silent. Wang Wu stood up and led Pan Yueqing, Pan Haiyun, Qi Sian and others to a nearby tent. Before he lifted the tent curtain, he only gave a low order. "The dead are gone. Please, sirs, don't disturb them. Just go and check on the side."

Pan Yueqing didn't expect that the body of Chen Chang and the person rescued by Wu Yang were placed in the same tent.

The body on the straw mat came into view. The severed limb showed a wound, and the blood had dried on the hay, with a strong smell of blood rushing towards them. In the other direction, two faint breathing sounds came from behind the gray partition curtain. As Wang Wu lifted the curtain, a small, ashen - colored face and even breathing entered everyone's sight. It was an extremely cute girl. She didn't look very old, with brown hair and white skin. Every breath was a display of the vitality of life.

"But she has a waist token from Suhaicheng," Wang Wu carefully lifted the little girl's quilt. In her frostbitten hand, she was tightly grasping a waist token, which read "Zeng Lu, Garrison Commander of Suhaicheng".

Pan Yueqing looked at the waist token and her heart trembled slightly. This little girl was very likely the descendant of Zeng Lu, the Garrison Commander of Suhaicheng. Although she was severely frozen, it was obvious that the girl cherished this token very much, even more than her life. Otherwise, she wouldn't have held it tightly in her hand.

The worlds of life and death were separated only by a gray curtain.

Shiguang, acting in a business - like manner, reached out and probed the little girl's shoulder, then shook his head. "It's not her."

Outside the tent, Yao Zongkui's crying and complaining continued without end, and it was very harsh in Pan Yueqing's ears.

"General, I, the Second Yao, was fished out by you from the pile of dead people! Just for a promotion to a small position of Garrison Commander, there's no need for me to make such a big fuss!" After saying that, he put on a crying face. "I've followed the general for so many years. Even if I don't have any achievements, I've at least endured hardships. I'm not so ignorant..."

Su Jing looked at Yao Zongkui's appearance and couldn't bear to turn his head away. Yao Zongkui was also promoted by him. But no matter who it was, allowing a relative to force others to death was unforgivable!

"Have you had enough of your act?" Pan Yueqing lifted the curtain, with her hands behind her back, and spoke slowly.

She knew her uncle very well. It was actually very difficult for Su Jing to be tough - hearted towards the people he had brought up. But the current situation didn't allow Su Jing to be soft - hearted. This was a matter of human lives, lives that had died in injustice! She couldn't let the soldiers in Suoyue City think that they were favoring their own soldiers and condoning murder.

There were still tears on Yao Zongkui's old face. Pan Yueqing sneered. "What does this have to do with you condoning Yao Da's murder and forcing Chen Chang to death? Do you dare to swear by heaven that you knew nothing about it?!"

Of course, he couldn't say that. The soldiers of the Tunqi Battalion were on the scene, and he had also rushed over earlier than everyone else to cover up everything.

"For every merit you've made, haven't you been rewarded accordingly?" Pan Yueqing stood up. Her gaze was sharp, as if all sins were exposed in front of her. "Which law in our dynasty stipulates that making meritorious deeds is like having a get - out - of - jail - free card?!"

"This..." Pushed back half a step by Pan Yueqing, who was walking slowly towards him, Yao Zongkui's subconscious evasive action showed his fear from the side. He shifted all the blame onto Yao Da. "It's all this rascal Yao Da who doesn't know his place!"

"Uncle! Uncle, please save me! My grandfather and your father are real brothers!" Yao Da finally fully understood and crawled forward in a panic. He didn't want to die! Especially when that guy Wu Yang was kneeling silently behind him, staring at him with resentful eyes!

Yao Zongkui looked at Yao Da's pitiful appearance as he crawled forward, but when he met the completely vanished smiles on the faces of Pan Haiyun and the others, he even forgot to shed tears.

"Save you?" Pan Yueqing stood in front of Yao Da, bent down, and her pitch - black eyes met Yao Da's frightened eyes. "In the past, when you bullied men and women, I couldn't do anything about it as I wasn't around. But you, under my nose, used the name of the Dingyuan Army to harm your colleagues. You deserve to die."

"No... it's not like that... Deputy Pan, I just... just suspected..." Yao Da raised his hand and begged. "I didn't want him to die! He was unlucky and couldn't hold on. How can you blame me..."

"Yes, it can't be blamed on you. He couldn't hold on," Pan Yueqing straightened up, her eyes without a trace of pity. "I propose that Yao Da, who has harmed his colleagues, be removed from his position and given eighty heavy sticks." After saying that, looking at Yao Da, whose face was deathly pale, she smiled faintly. "I hope you're lucky enough to survive."