Gu Yun raised his hand and took Ge Chen's paper, only seeing that the handwriting on it was not Chang Geng's, appearing to have been written in a hurry, but above it all, the content caused one to be more frightened the more they read, especially at the end: there was an assassination attempt on the Emperor, it is unsure whether he is dead or alive.

Gu Yun's thoughts turned quickly, instantly breaking in a cold sweat. Holding Yan Wang in the South and assassinating the Emperor in the capital. This was not impossible to achieve if there was enough thorough calculation, as long as one had the guts to do it.

If Lin Yuan Pavilion had not been secretly involved, there were still Lin Yuan wooden birds that could still fly out. At present, Yangzhou City was isolated, all news was basically blocked. Yang Rong Gui could make his underling forcibly escort Yan Wang to the North, it would not even disturb Jiangbei Camp.

What's more, once Li Feng had died and the throne was vacant, it would be worth considering.

Yao Zhen: "Marshal?"

"Go back to General Zhong, tell him to lend me some Eagle Armors, I will return them when I'm done. Hurry." Gu Yun already forgot his exhaustion from just now. He quickly said, "Xiao Ge will stay here and try to contact the capital to see what is going on. I'll take people to Yangzhou."

The false 'Yan Wang' and 'Xu Ling' were packed up by Yang Rong Gui at this time, 'invited' to get on their boat, and left Yangzhou Prefecture with their army, moving to the north to force the Emperor to abdicate.

Their travel was very secretive. From the great epidemic in Jiangnan that did not cause any rumors, it was clear how much control Yang Rong Gui and his traitorous party had over the posts along the canal.

In the evening, at a post stop, 'Yan Wang' and 'Xu Ling' had to stay in the same room. The bodyguards beside them had already been taken care of. The outside was filled with Yang Rong Gui's eyes and ears, they could not escape even if they grew wings.

It was not until the middle of the night that 'Yan Wang' looked out of the window. When he saw the guards had loosened a little, he touched his face and lowered his voice to Xu Ling and said, "If I knew it was such a difficult job. I might as well have stayed with the barbarians. This time, Yan Wang owes me a big favor — we don't even know if the wooden bird could arrive in Ge Pang Xiao's hands, we also involved the young master like this. If your father knows, he must be very worried."

'Xu Ling' was about to reply when suddenly, his face turned solemn. Somehow, a few guards at the back door all fell down. With absolutely no sound, a dark shadow flew in.