"Once the martial law is lifted, they must think that I will escape from the city as soon as possible, and the royal family will definitely relax their vigilance. That will be the time when Nangong Jiang loses his life." Li Feibai continued.

"Sir, I still have a question." Fang Sheng touched his face with his hands and smiled bitterly.

"speak."

"All of this is just our speculation. If the facts don't develop as we expected, wouldn't it mean that we can't kill Nangong Jiang?"

"I will decide Nangong Jiang's fate. The facts are inseparable. Just wait and see." Li Feibai said with a confident smile.

The next day, just as Li Feibai said, the people finally broke out on Jinglin Street.

They gathered in groups outside the government office of Lord Jinglin and shouted loudly.

"Kaicheng, Kaicheng, Kaicheng..."

Helpless, Jinglin City Lord Shen Tianhe could only come out to appease people's hearts.

"Everyone, please don't be impatient. His Majesty has his own arrangements. It's really a very important matter. Let's just bear with it for a few more days." Shen Tianhe frowned, but he wanted to put a smile on his face, but his heart was really painful.

You closed the city just by order, but I was left to clean up this mess. If I don't handle it well, I have to take the blame. Oh, it's too difficult. He was secretly worried.

"City Lord, it's been six or seven days. My elderly parents are living outside the city. I don't know whether they are alive or dead now. Please open the city gate and let us out." A young man shouted anxiously.

"Yes, if my butcher shop doesn't run, my whole family will starve to death."

"What kind of secret agent is it that can seal the city for seven days? Please give us an explanation, City Lord."

The rising and falling sentiments are all the voices of the people at the bottom.

The law does not punish the public. Nangong Jiang listened to the shouts in the government office and felt really aggrieved. He could not order the Black Dragon Guard to arrest and kill these people.

But "White Tiger" still doesn't have any clues. How can he explain to Nangong Qing?

"Snapped"

Grabbing the tea cup in his hand, Nangong Jiang slammed it to the ground with a frustrated look on his face.

"Your Highness, will the martial law continue?" the leader of the Black Dragon Guard asked inappropriately.

"Check, continue to check for me, this group of unruly people, let your people drive them away, but if there are resisters, kill the chickens to scare the monkeys!" Nangong Jiang gritted his teeth.

"yes!"

There were only a small number of common people, and when they encountered the Black Dragon Guards who were attacking on the battlefield, their momentum immediately dropped, and they dared not resist. They gradually dispersed in the light of swords and shadows.

But the next day, nearly one-third of the city's people blocked Jinglin Street. The queue was hundreds of feet long, and they still shouted in unison: "Kaicheng!"

"Your Highness, what should we do?" the leader of the Black Dragon Guard asked.

Sighing heavily, Nangong Jiang had no choice but to say: "Go see Father."

In Qingyun Palace, Nangong Qing felt restless and smeared on the paper wantonly.

Seeing him like this, Feng Songfei, the personal eunuch, stepped forward and said softly: "Your Majesty, do you have something on your mind?"

Crumpling the paper on the case into a ball and throwing it aside, Nangong Qing said, "It's the eighth day and there's still no news?"

"Your Majesty, aren't there two days left?" Feng Songfei comforted.

"Do you think the prince can find the 'White Tiger'?" Although Nangong Jiang didn't believe that he could find Li Feibai, Nangong Qing still wanted to get a definite answer from others.

He was indeed afraid and began to regret that he should not have attacked Li Feibai.

Feng Songfei was able to be the chief eunuch and the emperor's personal eunuch. He was so shrewd. He immediately understood what Nangong Qing meant and replied: "God bless me David, the prince is smart and capable. I believe he will be able to find the 'White Tiger'." "

Shaking his head, Nangong Qing sighed: "I hope so."

While he was talking, the imperial guards came into the palace and reported: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is outside seeking an audience."

"The prince is here?" Nangong Qing's face glowed with hope.

"Your Majesty, things must have made progress." Feng Songfei said quickly.

"Xuan!"

Nangong Jiang lowered his head, walked in, then prostrated on the ground, sweating slightly on his forehead: "Father!"

"How?" Nangong Qing asked directly.

"My son is incompetent and has not found the 'White Tiger' yet." Nangong Jiang mustered up his courage and finally replied.

"Alas!" After hearing this, Nangong Qing sighed softly and sat back in his chair slumped: "I should have known that there would be no accidents."

"Your Majesty, please rest a moment. The prince is here. I think he has something to report." Feng Songfei consoled him.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Nangong Qing glanced at him impatiently.

"Father, on the eighth day of martial law in Jinglin, the people's hearts are restless. In the past two days, a large number of unscrupulous people have taken to the streets to march, demanding the opening of the city. I... I am here to ask for the emperor's order!" Nangong Jiang said tremblingly.

"Huh, I didn't find him, but I made him a mess." Nangong Qing was very dissatisfied.

"Your Majesty, emergency situations call for extraordinary measures. The 'White Tiger' is cunning. His Royal Highness put the imperial city under martial law, which can be considered a good deal. It just took a little longer." Feng Songfei said with a smile.

That smile made people feel like they were in the spring breeze, as if no matter how big a thing he said, it would be as if it were a piece of cake.

"Stop speaking for him. At his age, I have been killing enemies on the battlefield, but he is lucky enough to not be able to catch even a spy." Nangong Qing continued to vent his frustration.

Nangong Jiang lay on the ground, not even daring to move, let alone reply.

After a long time, Nangong Qing sighed again, and said helplessly: "Don't worry about the 'White Tiger' thing. Just clean up your mess first."

Nangong Jiang was granted amnesty and respectfully left the Qingyun Palace.

He regretted very much why he volunteered to take over the "White Tiger". It was better now that he didn't even see his shadow, but it left an impression of incompetence in Nangong Qing's heart.

The only thing that can be done now is to calm Jinglin's heart.

"Your Majesty, are you going to let the White Tiger go like this?" Feng Songfei asked softly after Nangong Jiang left.

"Of course not. Since we can't catch him privately, let the entire China help."

"What does your Majesty mean?" Feng Songfei was puzzled.

"Invite the Ministry of Punishment to issue a wanted order to China. For anyone who obtains the head of the 'White Tiger', the royal family of our country is willing to cede ten cities and reward him with a title." Nangong Qing squinted his eyes and said through gritted teeth.

"Hiss" Feng Songfei took a deep breath when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, ten...ten cities?" He stared wide-eyed, suspecting that he heard wrongly.

"That's right. The Jiang Kingdom has offered bounties on five cities, and our Wei Kingdom has offered rewards on ten. These fifteen cities are enough to dominate one side. I don't believe it. There are no brave men under such heavy rewards."

"Is this price too high?"

"Ten cities, you can get them back if you lose them. If our royal family is gone, it will be completely over." Nangong Qing said, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Feng Songfei, however, disagreed. How could a secret spy fight against the royal family with millions of troops?

He doesn't believe it!

"Send an order to make the portrait of the 'White Tiger' public!"
Chapter completed!