noffsinger Chapter 145 Imprisonment
Chapter 145 Imprisonment
Upon hearing this, west Shuimiao and the others sneered inwardly. How could the benefits of dividing up his three states be any greater than they were?
However, given the current situation, they cannot easily retaliate.
west Shuimiao gave Park Hui a wink.
The latter immediately understood.
“Fellow Daoist Zhuge, my name is Pu Hui. All matters in the mortal realm are handled by me and An Lushan. In such a vast land of three states, if An Lushan is killed immediately, it will inevitably cause turmoil. I think it would be better to imprison An Lushan first, and after a period of time, I will hand him over to you for disposal. What do you think?”
From Biyouzong's perspective, Park Hui's words were flawless, after all, the true commander of the three An states was An Lushan, who was deeply entrenched in the army.
Executing him directly would inevitably provoke resistance from the former members of the An clan, threatening the stability of the entire region.
If Kongming wanted to take over the three provinces without bloodshed, this would undoubtedly be the best way.
Upon hearing this, Kongming's eyes flickered slightly, as if he were considering Park Hui's suggestion.
He gently waved his feather fan, a faint smile playing on his lips, a smile that was both meaningful and playful.
"What Fellow Daoist Park says makes sense, let's do as you say!"
west Shuimiao and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Kongming had agreed.
At the same time, Park Hui summoned several disciples and whispered a few words in his ear, after which the disciples left the main hall.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, I have already sent people to prepare for An Lushan's imprisonment and arranged reliable guards. At the same time, in order for you to take control of the three provinces as soon as possible, I would like to ask that you stay at my Biyou Sect for a while!"
After Park Hui finished speaking, a subtle but ruthless look appeared on his face, clearly indicating that he was quite confident in An Lushan's deduction.
"In that case, I shall respectfully accept your offer and stay on your territory for a few days."
Kongming smiled slightly and gently waved his feather fan, indicating that he had no objections, but in his heart he was already planning every move to come.
"It is truly an honor for our Biyou Sect that Fellow Daoist Zhuge has condescended to grace us with his presence."
west Shuimiao picked up the conversation at the right moment, his face full of smiles, but his heart was in turmoil. If Kongming's identity was fake, then he had to be killed!
Subsequently, Kongming and his two companions were arranged to stay in a quiet and elegant place near the main peak.
"Prime Minister, I feel something is amiss with the Biyou Sect's sudden change to being so agreeable!"
After settling in, Zhao Yun said with some concern.
Kongming took a sip of tea, gently waving his feather fan, his eyes becoming profound.
"I'm curious too, but we don't know what they're relying on yet!"
"Ah...you...you...then you still dare to stay in Biyou Sect? Do you want to be surrounded and killed?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ganglie jumped up and hurriedly packed his things to leave.
"Gang Lie, calm down. Since the Prime Minister has chosen to stay, he must have his reasons!"
Seeing Zhu Ganglie's state, Zhao Yun quickly spoke up to comfort him.
"Plans? You haven't fallen for this fiend's tricks before. He can fly, but what if he escapes alone, leaving the two of us here at Biyou Sect? That would be terrible!"
Zhu Bajie shook his head, not even glancing at Kongming, and pulled Zhao Yun to leave Biyou Sect.
"You idiot, come back here! Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
Kongming glared at Zhu Ganglie and spoke.
"A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall; who knows what you're up to?"
Zhu Ganglie stopped reluctantly, muttering under his breath.
"You're a pig, and you call yourself a gentleman? If you go down the mountain now, won't it make us look guilty? We might get killed by the Biyou Sect right away!" Kongming said, both annoyed and amused.
"I don't care, if you dare to scheme against me again, don't blame me for turning on you!"
Although Zhu Bajie was still very unwilling, under Kongming's stern gaze and Zhao Yun's persuasion, he finally sat back down in his original position with resentment.
Then, Kongming picked up his pen and wrote a letter, which he quickly put into a brocade pouch.
"Zilong, send this brocade pouch out immediately!"
"Prime Minister, which carrier hawk should we use?" Zhao Yun asked, taking the brocade pouch.
"It's time to find Wu Guanqing something to do!"
Kongming's gaze deepened. As the powerful figure of the Biyou Sect in the mortal realm, how could the Biyou Sect so easily sever its own limbs...?
……
"Reporting to Prince An, several immortal masters from the Biyou Sect arrived today and...imprisoned the Second Prince!"
Inside the Prince An's residence, a guard knelt respectfully on the ground and reported.
A handsome middle-aged man on the throne in the main hall frowned and suddenly stood up.
"Has the reason for this been determined?"
"This...this humble servant is unaware. As soon as they arrived, without asking any questions, they immediately imprisoned His Highness!" the guard said.
"How could this be? Don't they know that the three prefectures cannot do without Lu Shan?!"
An Tingjing then asked, "Has my son left any instructions?"
"He left in such a hurry that the Second Prince didn't have time to say anything..."
An Tingjing's facial muscles twitched. He knew that the An family's success today was entirely due to his son's maneuvering.
If An Lushan falls, the An family could be replaced at any time. The seriousness of this problem made An Tingjing feel uneasy.
"What do these cultivators think I am? Today, I, the King, will demand an explanation!"
A resolute glint flashed in An Tingjing's eyes. Since his rebellion against the Tang Dynasty, he had been constantly controlled by these cultivators and had long harbored resentment towards them, but he dared not speak out due to the circumstances.
Although he was a military general and not skilled in political maneuvering, he was still full of courage and determination.
He even reminisced about the days when he followed the Prince of Zhongshan of the Tang Dynasty to fight on the battlefield; that kind of unrestrained freedom was what he longed for throughout his life.
"Immediately summon the guards of the palace and accompany me to demand the release of the hostage!"
Subsequently, An Tingjing led a group of Jingwei to the Biyou Sect's residence.
He stared fearlessly at the disciples of the Biyou Sect and said, "I wonder if my An family has done anything wrong? My son has devoted himself to the interests of your sect, and you arrest him without warning. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
At this moment, an elder from the Biyou Sect stepped forward, glanced at An Tingjing, and said, "Prince An, please calm down. This is an order issued by the sect. I am acting under orders. As for the explanation, I have nothing to say!"
Although the monk spoke politely, the arrogance and disdain that emanated from him fueled An Tingjing's anger.
He then roared, "Release them immediately!"
"Let go!"
"Let go!"
"Release them..."
Upon seeing this, the guards also joined in the shouting.
"Prince An, don't push your luck! If you continue to cause trouble like this, don't blame me for being impolite!"
The elder's face darkened. When did these mortals dare to be so rude?
He then turned and left without even glancing at An Tingjing...
……
"It seems that the Second Young Master has likely committed a grave offense against the Biyou Sect. Eldest Young Master, our chance has come!"
A young man in fine clothes was discussing something with a middle-aged scholar...