Jing Xiaoqi and the Jin Yiwei disappeared behind Chongwen Gate.
Shen Lian looked back at the bustling city, stayed for a moment, and then followed.
Ahead is the Asura Hell.
Two soldiers from the Wucheng Army patrolling the streets carrying oiled paper lanterns saw the Jin Yiwei coming from a distance and stepped aside as if to avoid the plague.
When Shen Lian and the others walked away, the soldier holding the lantern sighed softly:
"These royal guards have not let anyone live for years in a row, hey..."
The companion heard this and quickly made a silence gesture.
"Don't worry about your life. This is the number one killer under the factory master, Shen Baihu. If you are not afraid of destroying the family, just keep shouting!"
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Shen Lian rode his horse through Chongwen Gate and walked westward along Zhengyangmen Street for half a stick of incense, arriving at Xicheng where Beijing officials gathered.
He handed the reins to Fanzi, dismounted and led the Jin Yiwei on foot.
The further west you go, the fewer people there are, and the night is quite cold, but there is a fire burning in Shen Lian's heart.
Every time his home was searched and someone was arrested, he would feel extra nervous.
Later, Marquis Ping Liao said to him that it was because your conscience was still intact.
Unfortunately, on New Year's Eve of the first year of Taichang, Shen Lian's conscience was as cold as the stone lion in front of Xizhimen.
They soon arrived in front of Luo Sigong's mansion.
"Sir, this thief didn't close the door and was waiting for us to come and get him!"
Shen Lian raised his head and looked into the distance. The two servants in front of the Luo Mansion saw a group of black guards approaching. They were so frightened that they quickly hid in the courtyard and closed the door.
"Dongchang is arresting someone. Anyone who dares to stop him will be guilty of the same crime as the criminal! Open the door!"
Shen Lian yelled and stepped forward to kick the door.
The two families hesitated for a while, then slowly opened the door.
In the past few days, Eunuch Wei has been arresting the remnants of the Yuan Party in the capital, causing all the officials to panic.
The only reason is that Yuan Jinglue had too many connections during his lifetime and met too many decent people, many of whom had benefited from him.
Every two days, a Beijing official was arrested and imprisoned by the Zhenfu Division, and then executed or exiled on various charges.
Now, even the former commander-in-chief Si Luo will be taken away.
The two fans opened the door, and the Jin Yiwei rushed into the courtyard. Dozens of torches were swaying everywhere. The front yard and the screen wall were empty, and not a single person was seen.
"Sir, they escaped to the backyard!"
Shen Lian pulled out the Xiuchun knife, wiped the blade with his iron-armed hand, and quickly rushed to the backyard, followed closely by dozens of Jinyi guards.
After turning around several rockeries and ponds, our eyes suddenly opened up and were brightly lit.
There were several banquet seats under the long corridor in the backyard. Luo Sigong and his family were sitting together, having New Year's Eve dinner.
There are several bonfires as tall as one person burning next to the corridor. This is the custom of northerners keeping up the New Year's Eve.
A dozen servants stood beside the bonfire, with sword handles faintly exposed from their sleeves.
Shen Lian was lost in thought while looking at the bonfire. His home was in the south of the Yangtze River and he would not burn such a big bonfire to keep vigil on New Year's Eve.
"Sir, it's time to arrest someone!"
A small flag whispered a reminder beside him.
Shen Lian waved his hand quickly, and Xiaoqi immediately stepped forward, showed his waist badge of Beizhen Fusi, and said loudly:
"The Holy Spirit decreed that Luo Sigong, the former commander of the Zhenfu Division, was a noble, corrupt and perverted the law. He actually colluded with the traitor Yuan Yingtai, leaked information and established slaves, resulting in a bloody battle in Hunhe River, Kaiyuan Army suffered heavy casualties, harmed the country and the people, and committed a heinous crime. Si Baihu Shen Lian will be arrested immediately and escorted to Dongchang for interrogation! If you understand the interrogation, please report to me!"
The servants standing around moved closer to the small flag, their faces illuminated by the fire, as red as if they were stained with blood.
"Stop! You are planning to rebel!"
Xiaoqi faced the bonfire, his body hidden in the shadow of a group of servants.
Shen Lian's eyes were fierce, and he waved for a group of guards from behind to come forward and arrest him.
At this time, Luo Sigong, who had gray hair and beard, stood up from his seat. He looked around and his eyes fell on Shen Lian's face.
"Are you Chen Lian, Fusi, Beizhen? We haven't seen you for a few days, and you have been promoted to a hundred households. You are indeed young and promising!"
Shen Lian nodded and said expressionlessly:
"Lord Luo, Your Majesty Kouyu asked us to arrest you. You are acting under orders under your humble position! I'm offended!"
Shen Lian was quite familiar with Luo Sigong. He was the commander of the Zhenfu Division half a month ago. The late emperor had given him a lot of false titles, which could be said to be a high and powerful position.
It doesn't actually matter whether the old man in front of him colluded with Hou Jin or betrayed military intelligence.
When Jin Yiwei takes someone, one reason is enough. There is no need to care about the facts. As long as you go to jail, all charges can become facts.
Now, the emperor and Eunuch Wei want this man to die.
In Shen Lian's eyes, no matter who Luo Sigong was before, he is just a dead person now.
After more than half a year in the capital, Shen Lian got used to killing and killed many people with his own hands.
He had long gone from the simple-natured captain of the Zhejiang Army Banner to the ruthless and murderous Dongchang spy he is now.
He is the sharpest sword in the hands of Nine Thousand Years Old.
"I don't even know what Jiannu looks like, how can I collude with you? Who can I collude with?"
Luo Sigong smiled miserably.
"That's all, once the emperor and his courtiers came together, the old emperor passed away and Wei Zhongxian gained power, you all turned upside down! Shen Lian, I'll let you take the position of suppressing the Fusi. You can accuse me of whatever crime you want. , I will go to Dongchang with you right now."
After Luo Sigong finished speaking, he pulled out the sword from his waist and kept it still on the ground.
"I just want to know, was what happened today the emperor's idea, or was Wei Zhongxian instructing you to do it?!"
Shen Lian's expression remained unchanged. He had seen too many such scenes.
These days, he personally sent away seven or eight officials from the capital, one of whom was the head of the household department.
Whether it is the Donglin Party, the Chu Party, or the Zhejiang Party, people always like to think wildly before they die.
They always felt that the emperor was wise and everything was instigated by Eunuch Wei.
Wei Zhongxian really wanted to kill Luo Sigong, because this man had a close relationship with Mr. Donglin and was very influential in the capital. Many of the Jinyi Guards and Zhenfu Division were his people. Keeping this man behind would be a disaster after all.
Shen Lian is Eunuch Wei's sword. He will kill whoever Eunuch Wei wants to kill.
When he first entered the Zhenfu Division half a year ago, he was still in awe of these adults.
Later, when I learned more about the inside story, I realized that these gentlemen were worse than animals, and it was not a pity to die for all of them.
Once the killing begins, it is difficult to stop.
Shen Lian has reached the point of no return, and he has a premonition that his end will not be good.
Fate pushed him to this Shura field.
If he could be given another chance, he would definitely choose to stay in Kaiyuan and not come to the muddy waters of the capital.
"What difference does it make if the Emperor kills you or if Nine Thousand Years Old kills you? Your crimes are far more than that. Take them away!"
Two Jinyi guards came forward to grab Luo Sigong, carrying iron chains.
At this time, two black figures rushed up from behind.
Shen Lian was shocked. Could it be that the Luo Mansion really kept some dead soldiers?
The shadow quickly rushed to the bonfire, and it turned out to be just two children.
The boy held a wooden sword and rushed towards Jin Yiwei. The girl was wearing a white skirt and coat, looking timidly at Shen Lian's flying fish suit, as if she was curious.
"Don't catch grandpa!"
The boy pushed away Fanzi who had grabbed Luo Sigong and stabbed Fanzi randomly with his wooden sword.
"Get away!"
Fanzi put his left hand on Luo Sigong's shoulder, pushed the boy away with his right hand holding the knife, and cursed at him angrily.
"I'll arrest you later and send you to the Jiaofang Department to play drums!"
Unexpectedly, the child was not afraid at all and stabbed Fanzi harder with his wooden sword.
"I'll go with you, don't hurt my family."
Before Luo Sigong could finish his words, he only heard a popping sound, and the sharp Yanling knife pierced the child's body.
A look of disgust and horror appeared on Fanzi's face, and the expression lasted for only a moment before disappearing.
Everyone around was stunned. Although Luo Sigong's whole family would not survive after his crime was realized, it was a bit unjustifiable to kill him now, and he was still a child.
Killing children is not the tradition of Jinyiwei.
Luo Sigong saw his grandson slowly falling into a pool of blood.
The bonfire swayed, and two lines of tears flowed from his dim old eyes.
The scene from the Wanli War to Aid Korea once appeared before his eyes.
He led the Jin Yiwei brothers to pour blood in North Korea and continuously passed on intelligence to the Ming army on the front line. The winter in North Korea was even colder than in the capital, so they had no choice but to light bonfires and stand back to back to keep warm and prevent themselves from freezing to death.
The bonfire at that time was as strong as it is tonight.
Luo Sigong lowered his feet and stepped on his chest, picked up the chair and hit Na Fanzi hard.
He was a commander, and his strength was astonishing. The chair turned into a pile of fragments, and Fanzi fell down without saying a word.
The servants pulled out their swords one after another, and dozens of Yanling knives and Japanese knives were raised at the same time, facing Shen Lian and the others.
"I won't even spare the children, I'll kill you eunuchs!"
"If you arrest someone in Dongchang, how dare you, a rat..."
Before Shen Lian could finish his words, a sharp Japanese sword struck at the top of his head.
These people were all Luo Sigong's former subordinates. Seeing that the Luo family was forced into a desperate situation, everyone was filled with grief and anger, and vowed to kill all these eunuch minions.
Shen Lian knew there was no way to retreat, so he also raised his Xiuchundao and said to his subordinate Jin Yiwei:
"Kill them all!"
The bonfire swayed, outlining a swaying figure.
The collision between the weapon blade and the armor made a clanking sound, and occasionally there was the sound of metal entering flesh.
Soon someone fell into a pool of blood, and fewer and fewer people stood in the light and shadow.
In the end, only five or six people were left.
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Shen Lian, who was covered in blood, looked around and heard shrill wails in his ears. There were fallen people on the ground, some of whom were not dead yet.
His eyes were covered with blood mist, and the world in front of him became hazy.
Luo Sigong stood opposite, looking like a bloody man.
Shen Lian felt like he was back at the Hunjiang battlefield half a year ago.
The soldiers of the Yuanyang Formation were besieged by Bagala. He was injured in many places and his life was hanging by a thread. In the end, General Liu saved him.
Shen Lian remembered his mission, raised the Xiuchun knife that was used to cut the gap, and pointed it diagonally at Luo Sigong.
"Let's go to Zhenfu Division with me!"
The little girl helped her grandfather stand up. The white skirt and coat were covered with splattered blood, and the skirt turned blood red.
She raised her head and stared at Shen Lian fiercely, then suddenly picked up a broken Yanling knife and slashed it towards her neck.
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