Chapter 293: Raiders of the Regent Mansao

That night, Lan Tingrong's army rushed into the palace and joined forces with Lan Gan's army. The Chief Qian was caught off guard. He thought of the hostages and hurriedly sent his subordinates to arrest the queen, but unfortunately, the queen was nowhere to be found.
Chief Qian was already injured. He hid behind the dead man he had trained, and asked viciously: "Lang Gan, do you want your grandson to survive?"
When it comes to this, Lan Gan's face is not good looking, "Chief Chief, if you hand over the antidote, the old man can spare your life."
"Grandpa, is Tingyu poisoned?" Lan Tingrong cut off a small soldier who rushed up recklessly, full of surprise.
Lan Gan was panicked. He had received a letter an hour ago before he chose to lead his troops into the palace at this point. The letter didn’t say much, but he said very clearly. If he didn’t come into the palace. , Then his grandson will die under Qian Qian. He loves to listen to the rain, but if you really want to talk about the strength of Zhen Guogong's line, only listening.
Therefore, he will not let Lan Tingrong have an accident.
Lan Qian asked Lan Tingrong coldly, "Why did you choose to lead soldiers into the palace at this time?"
Qian Qian concealed the empress’s imprisonment very well.
Lan listened for a while, and said: "I received a letter from you, grandpa, saying that you will return to the capital only when you join forces inside and outside to besiege Qian Chief. Grandpa, that letter..."
Lan Gan's face was darkened, he hadn't written any letter from beginning to end.
Chief Qian’s men and horses were retreating steadily. Seeing that most of his people were already dead, he forcibly endured the pain and said,
Lan Gan, if you think about it, if I die, I’ll be buried with Lan Tingyu! "
Lan Tingrong looked at his grandfather, he was waiting for his response.
Lan Gan did not hesitate to say: "It is an old man's duty to clean up the chaotic officials and thieves. If the old man sacrifices a grandson to get peace in the world, why is it not worth it?"
Lan Tingrong clenched the long knife in his hand.
Chief Qian gritted his teeth, "Okay, Lord Zhen Guo deserves to be Lord Zhen Guo, so cold-blooded that I admire me!"
"Listen, don't hesitate, these anti-thief will rectify the Fa on the spot."
"Yes..." Lan Tingrong said solemnly, "Grandpa."
He raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him swarmed up.
Lan Gan's complexion condensed, why didn't he want to let Chief Qian save Tingyu? But such bloodshed has already occurred in the palace, and it is impossible to conceal the people of the world. If you don’t catch a money chief and don’t give the world an explanation, I’m afraid it will be a few more years or more... The line of the Guogong will be said to be a gangster, and the reputation of the government for a hundred years cannot be destroyed in his hands.
As for listening to the rain...
The person who wrote the letter said that there was an antidote. Although he didn't know whether it was true or false, Lan Gan told himself that if the rain was gone, he still had a courageous and strategic elder Sun Lan.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, Chief Qian knew that there was only one dead end in the death fight. Now that the palace was surrounded by the people of the town, he would not be able to escape by himself. No...Although the queen is not there, he still has a bargaining chip.
Under the cover of the deceased, Chief Qian slowly left the ring. He headed towards the jail, killing several people along the way. He also added new wounds to his body. Regardless of bandaging to stop the bleeding, he struggled to reach the jail.
The dim sky prison, with no sunshine all year round, and too many people died in it, so slowly there is a grievance that everyone will feel. If ordinary people stay here for a period of time, they will be in a trance because of mental depression. There are people who are unconscious, and even want to commit suicide, but there is only one person, the man in the innermost cell, who is graceful and calm at all times.
For example, at this time, he was out of the cell, sitting on a chair and drinking tea idle. The chair and table here were originally used by the jailers, but the jailers are now lying on the ground.
They opened their eyes, their necks crooked at a strange angle, and there were no other scars. People with martial arts could see that they were all killed by being caught in the neck.