"The Cool King was quite afraid of this, and he sent a confidant to investigate, and by the way, revoked me, a person from the Xia Qingchen faction, to prevent me from chaos."

Qiu Wanjin understood the truth and sighed deeply: "Since ancient times, the king's most feared person has been Gong Gaozheng. Xia Gongzi not only has high merit, but also has a prestige far superior to him in southern Xinjiang."

"If the cool king is a Ming monk, he has never been a worthy king. It would be strange not to send people to investigate."

He couldn't help regretting that he asked Xia Qingchen to visit the chamber of commerce, which caused him such great trouble.

"Hey! We are giving trouble to Xia Gongzi again." Wu Xiong sighed, he had no intention of paying attention to his position, and he was more worried about Xia Qingchen.

His relationship with the Liang King was not very harmonious. Now people in the south of Xinjiang are paying homage to them, as if they were gods, I am afraid that the gap between him and the Liang King will become larger and larger.

While sighing, the housekeeper at the door hurriedly ran: "Sir, no, a person who claims to be a servant of the special envoy, come to inform me to wait, the special envoy is coming."

Instead, Wu Xiong's expression was indifferent. He was already mentally prepared: "I'll meet him."

Accompanied by his wife and daughter, Qiu Wanjin, they came to the door of the mansion and silently waited for the envoy to arrive.

They waited for two hours.

The pouring rain continued intermittently, and the coldness in the rain made them look stiff and even colder in their hearts.

Da da--

Until the sound of a horseshoe broke the dull rain curtain, several bright horses came in. Behind the horses were standing guards lined up in line. They held up a white umbrella all over them, covered with rain and wet in the pouring rain.

The **** team is lined up from the end of the line of sight to the entrance of the house.

"Congratulations to adults!" they shouted in unison.

At the end of the line of sight, an old man carrying eighteen people walked down an old man with a dusty and gray coat in his hands, an extraordinary look, but his cheeks were thin and slightly mean.

He took a step and walked under the road formed by a series of umbrellas, and came to the door of the house without rain.

Wu Xiong immediately knelt on one knee: "The last general, Wu Xiong, welcomes Lord Cicada Daozi."

The comer is the confidant of Liang Wang, who is the cicada.

Immortal Demon City, he once forced the Yunlan clan to return to the team, and ordered the execution of all the Yunlan clan.

Now, he once again lost his life and came to Tiannan City, the capital of southern Xinjiang.

"Wu Xiong took the lead!" Cicada Daozi took out a scroll and announced: "Wu Xiong, as a general, colluded with local merchants, persecuted competitors, disrupted local order, and caused public resentment. Tege went to his post as general and deprived him of his military status. Relegated to civilian."

Wu Xiong felt cold, a little sad, a little sad, and a little bit angry.

What is it that he colluded with local merchants and persecuted competitors?

Who has he persecuted?

Even the Wu family who drove them away did not persecute them. As for the so-called popular complaints, he only saw the local business forces, sincerely convinced them, and cooperated with them one after another.

Where is the public resentment, where is the boiling?

Is the Cool King blind? Without ascertaining the facts, a soldier is arbitrarily deprived of his life's pursuit and canceling his dedication to the military palace for more than ten years?

His fists clenched tightly and silently took over the scroll.

His heart is dead.

As long as Xia Qingchen was unfairly treated, he should not have any expectations of Liang Wang.

Such a faint king will never give rise to hope.

"The final will take over." Wu Xiong said silently, his emotions were extremely low.

Chan Daozi said indifferently: "Wu Xiong, Liang Liang originally wanted to ask you for your sins, but because the poor Dao said good things to you, he was only given a light punishment for dismissal. You must thank the poor Dao."

Wu Xiong smiled bitterly, but he hoped that Liang Wang would blame him, and only then would he thoroughly investigate.

And a thorough investigation will prove his innocence.

However, Liang Wang didn't even check, and the villain believed a few words freely, convinced him directly, and dismissed him directly.

"Thank you." Wu Xiong said lightly.

He knew that Cicada Daozi didn't say anything good at all, and even those flattery words were said by Cicada Daozi, but the other party's status was too high, and he had no evidence and could not face a conflict at all.

"How can I thank you?" Chan Daozi said shamelessly: "Well, I will make it difficult for me to help you, and do peace once, how?"

Peaceful old?

But seeing Cicada Dao clap his palms, two people dressed in clothes walked in the rain curtain. They took off their hats and revealed themselves.

Those who are not bystanders are Wu Kun and Wu Yan.

"It's you?" Wu Xiong's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, his eyes cold: "What are you doing here?"

Cicada Daozi said kindly: "The so-called enemy should be settled but not settled. The poor Dao will do peace for the two of you today and resolve many years of grievances."

Wu Xiong felt disgusted that it was too inappropriate for outsiders to participate in their family affairs.

However, whoever has a high status in the family, he can only hide it in his heart if he is dissatisfied, and he refuses in his mouth: "Adults are willing to lead the people, but we can solve our own affairs."

Cicada Road suddenly stretched his face and looked displeased: "Why, poor Dao is not qualified to make peace for you two?"

To make peace, that is based on the willingness of both parties. How can there be such coercion to make peace?

Wu Xiong clenched his fist: "Dare not the grass people!"

"Huh! Poor Dao Jinkou Yuyan, others want me to make peace, I'm too lazy to ignore it, you're good, push three and four!" Cicada Zizi pulled his sleeve robe, said: "This is good, the poor Dao stands in a fair perspective, To make peace for you and to ensure that both of you are satisfied."

At this point, Wu Xiong can only listen.

Cicada Daozi twisted his head and said: "I understand that the reason for your contradiction was that Wu Xiong privately organized a caravan to go to Lounan to purchase. During this period, despite repeated opposition from the family, it eventually led to a disaster, the clan died dead, and the goods were robbed, right? ?"

Wu Xiong was silent. On the surface, this was indeed the case.

However, Wu Xiong still feels that it was too coincidental that he was robbed by the rebel robbers. It seems that the caravan's information was generally controlled by the rebel robbers, and they were ambushed by them with great precision.

However, there is no evidence on this matter, he can only bury it in his heart, nobody said it.

"To solve this matter, it is easy to handle. You Wu Xiong compensates all the lost property of the Wu family in the north of the city and apologizes to Wu Kun, the current head of the family," said Chan Zizi.

"You killed so many tribes, but you haven't apologized to the tribe so far, it's a bit ridiculous!" Chan Daozi turned to Wu Kun: "Things have gone through so many years, you also be generous, accept his apology, understand ?"

Wu Kun's corner of the mouth seemed to be a smile, and he pretended to be tolerant: "If Wu Xiong really regrets it, he can't forgive him."

forgive?

Wu Xiong's face was full of anger, and what was persuasive was obviously a partial help! !

Whatever the lost property, Wu Kun found it, and the family did not actually lose much wealth.

This apology alone is nonsense!

At first, the Wu Xiong family was violently rushed out, and even the opportunity to explain the rescue was not given, leaving their family on the streets. The Wu family should apologize!

He didn't have trouble with the Wu family. Instead, the Wu family invited Cicada to support him and ask him to apologize?

Is there any reason in the world, and is there a king in the cold realm? (Two o'clock tomorrow noon)