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Chapter 105: The Yang Mansion Incident, the Fall of the Saibei King



Chapter 105: The Yang Mansion Incident, the Fall of the Saibei King

April 4th is the 25th birthday of Yang Changhui, a veteran of the Saibei Army.

On that day, a large-scale birthday party was held at the Songjiang Provincial Governor's Mansion.

Yang Changhui was not only a fierce general who had followed Jiang Yulin in conquering the world since the establishment of the Saibei Army, but also Jiang Yulin's sworn brother.

He is also the governor-general of Songjiang Province and controls the elite Third Army of the Northern Frontier Army.

He is definitely a powerful figure in the Saibei Army.

So his birthday banquet was on a grand scale, with more than a hundred tables set up in the entire Yang Mansion.

Those who were able to come to Yang's house to attend the birthday party were all dignitaries and upper-class people from the three northern provinces.

Jiang Yulin, the commander-in-chief of the Saibei Army, also rushed to Yang's residence in person to celebrate Yang Changhui's birthday.

When Jiang Yulin's Shenzhou No. 1 bulletproof bridge vehicle, which was specially built for him, stopped at the gate of Yang's house, Yang Changhui and his two sons greeted them enthusiastically.

Jiang Yulin spent more than 30,000 US dollars to build the Shenzhou No. 1.

You have to know that a luxury car at that time only cost two or three thousand dollars.

The value of this bulletproof bridge car is 30 times that of a luxury bridge car.

From this price, we can see the value of this Shenzhou No. 1.

Even when Yang Changhui saw this car, a hint of envy and coldness flashed in his eyes.

However, he concealed the coldness in his eyes very well and no one noticed it.

"Brother Yang, I came here in person to wish you a happy birthday."

After Jiang Yulin got off the car, a warm smile appeared on his face. He quickly shook Yang Changhui's hand and said.

"Brother, you are here, and I, Old Yang, am proud of you.

I had a fight with Big Brother a while ago, and it was my fault for not being tactful. Today, I'm going to use this banquet to make amends to Big Brother."

Jiang Yulin laughed and waved his hand, saying, "There's no need for us brothers to be so polite to each other. Counting this year, we two brothers have been friends for more than ten years.

These unpleasant things will pass.”

"Okay, I'll definitely toast you three cups later."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

"Brother, where are my nephew and niece? Aren't they here yet?"

Jiang Yulin's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "My daughter caught a cold the day before yesterday, and today she has a high fever, and she has also infected Jingrui who is taking care of her.

He is still recuperating at home.

When they recover, I will ask them to come to Songjiang to visit me personally as an apology."

Yang Changhui said thoughtfully, "Oh, since he didn't come, forget it. As long as Big Brother comes, it will be fine."

Behind Yang Changhui, a gentle-looking young man had a cold light flash in his eyes and clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves.

An older young man nearby caught a glimpse of the gentleman's expression and whispered, "Keep calm. Don't mess things up at this critical moment!"

The gentleman was startled when he heard this, nodded slightly, and then a fake smile appeared on his face again.

"You two, why don't you say hello to your Uncle Jiang? You are so ignorant! I usually spoil you!"

These two people were Yang Changhui’s eldest son and third son. As for the second son, he died in a previous war.

Therefore, Yang Changhui is particularly fond of his third son, Yang Zewen.

Yang Zewen is also the most famous playboy in the three northern provinces.

Not only is there eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but smoking opium and robbing women are also commonplace.

He was the one who wanted to marry Jiang Bairui.

How could Jiang Yulin possibly look down on such a person?

Although the third son is not good enough, the eldest son is still very competitive.

Now he is the deputy commander of the Third Army of the Saibei Army and is Yang Changhui's designated successor.

After saying hello, Jiang Yulin was pulled inside by Yang Changhui.

When heading towards the central courtyard, Jiang Yulin glanced around and found that in addition to the many guests, there were also many soldiers standing guard.

At this moment, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Soon Jiang Yulin was welcomed to the main table.

However, when Jiang Yulin saw the people at the main table, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately said to them, "I didn't expect that the Governor of Goryeo in Fusang would come personally to celebrate my brother's birthday. It seems that Changhui is quite influential."

Among these people, in addition to the Fuso consul in Shenzhou, there was also General Hatoyama Shinya, the Governor-General of Goryeo.

Hatoyama Shinya didn't stand up after seeing Jiang Yulin coming, but said lightly: "As neighbors, we just came to Yang's house to ask for a drink.

I don't think Marshal Jiang would have any objection."

Jiang Yulin suddenly laughed, sat down and said, "Today is my brother's birthday party, how could I have any objection?

Since we are all here to celebrate your birthday, then just do it honestly and don't have any other ideas."

Upon hearing this, Hatoyama Shinya snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Suddenly the atmosphere at the table became serious.

At this time, Yang Changhui spoke.

"Brother, General Hatoyama, you two are my honored guests. Let me toast you first."

After saying that, he picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

With his gentle words, the serious atmosphere soon eased.

“Everyone, today is my Yang’s grand banquet, and I would like to use this banquet to announce something.

But before we talk about things, let's eat and drink well first, and we can talk about anything later.

Now I declare...the feast is open!"

“Let’s have a feast!!!”

Following the servants' calls, delicious mountain dishes and jugs of fine wine were brought up.

For a while, the whole banquet was filled with toasts, the guests were having a great time, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

However, Jiang Yulin at the main table was not very happy eating.

Because he found that his sworn brother Yang Changhui had a strange attitude towards Hatoyama Shinya, and was even more respectful to him than to himself.

Before coming here, he was still very confident about his friendship with Yang Changhui.

After all, the two sides are of the same mind and are brothers for life and death.

Even if he makes any move, I can still handle it with my face.

But judging from the current situation, something seems to be wrong.

Not long after, Yang Changhui was a little tipsy.

Looking at Jiang Yulin who was lost in thought, he smiled and said, "Brother, have you eaten and drunk enough?"

Jiang Yulin was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said, "Not bad! Brother, do you have anything to say to me?"

It’s time to get straight to the point!

Yang Changhui also took a deep breath at this time, and said with a complicated expression: "Big brother has also seen every major event that has happened in the country recently.

The Fuxing Army is at its peak. I think the day Yuan Shicheng falls will be the countdown to the demise of our Saibei Army.

Does Big Brother think so too?"

After hearing Yang Changhui's words, Jiang Yulin was silent for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yes! What else do you want to say?"

Yang Changhui stood up, raised his glass and said loudly: "Everyone, please listen to what I have to say!"

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking and eating and drank, and turned their attention to Yang Changhui.

Then Yang Changhui turned his gaze to Hatoyama Shinya and continued loudly, "Everyone, how can I allow others to sleep peacefully beside my bed?

As the old saying goes, when two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

There are two tigers between us and the Renaissance Army, but we must also admit that the Renaissance Army is a strong tiger.

And we are like a sick tiger.

Since you are sick, someone must come to treat you.

Today, I will join forces with General Hatoyama to heal the sick Saibei Army!"

As soon as Yang Changhui finished speaking, he caused an uproar at the banquet.

The sound of cups falling to the ground and breaking could be heard one after another.

After hearing Yang Changhui's outrageous remarks, Jiang Yulin looked at him in astonishment.

At this time, he looked at Yang Changhui with a very unfamiliar look, as if he didn't know this sworn brother with whom he had known each other for more than ten years.

"Brother, what do you mean by this? What do you mean our Saibei Army is sick?

What disease do we have that requires you to unite with the Fuso people?"

At this moment, Jiang Yulin's face was cold, and he looked at Yang Changhui with anger and confusion in his eyes.

Since he had chosen to speak frankly, Yang Changhui no longer pretended and looked at Jiang Yulin with a sneer.

"Jiang Yulin, the Saibei Army has no future in your hands.

You have always refused to cooperate with the Fuso Empire, but you don't know that only by cooperating with the Fuso Empire can our Saibei Army continue to grow stronger, occupy more territories, and even unify the world.

But you refused, and then watched helplessly as the Renaissance Army grew stronger and became our powerful opponent.

If we don't take action now, we will have no choice but to watch the Renaissance Army swallow us up.

I tell you the truth, Emperor Tamashii of the Fuso Empire has already made a promise to me.

As long as our Saibei Army is willing to cooperate with the Fuso Empire, Fuso will help us build industry, make guns and cannons, and provide us with a lot of weapons and equipment.

After we destroy the Fuxing Army, they will help our Saibei Army seize the territories of the Fuxing Army and the Northern Frontier Army.

Brother, since we have been brothers for so many years, I will ask you one last question.

Are you willing to cooperate with the Fusang Empire?"

Jiang Yulin looked at the somewhat crazy Yang Changhui, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, extremely cold.

Then he looked at Hatoyama Shinya who was still holding the wine glass and drinking slowly.

"Don't you know the ambitions of the Fuso people? Cooperating with them is like seeking the skin of a tiger. If we cooperate with them, will the Saibei Army still be the Saibei Army?

Do you think you will have the final say over the Saibei Army by then?"

Yang Changhui said angrily: "It doesn't matter, none of this matters. I only know that the Saibei Army can only survive by relying on the Fusang Empire.

So you don't plan to cooperate?"

Jiang Yulin sneered and said, "What do you think? I, Jiang Yulin, am putting my words here today. Anyone who dares to cooperate with the Fuso people is a traitor!"

"Dad, why waste time talking to him? Since this old man refuses to cooperate, let's send him to hell."

Yang Zewen on the side could no longer hold back, pulled out the pistol from his waist and fired a few shots.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the great hero Jiang Yulin fell at the gunpoint.

These gunshots completely marked the beginning of the war in the north.


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