Yangzhou, Qujiang Villa, a roof of Yang Mansion.
This is the residence of several servants of the Yang Mansion. Although it is already late at night, the lights are still brightly lit. In the yard, various servants are busy packing their things. Ye Sanlang, who was lying on the roof at this moment, could clearly hear their complaints about the rabble. It looks like they made a mess here when they assembled here before.
He raised his head, identified Yang Zhao's residence, and then quietly moved between the rooftops. He soon arrived at his rooftop without making a single sound. This was nothing to his current skills. This is a very large house, obviously more than twice the size of the other surrounding houses. It is obviously the residence of the owner of the family, and there must be something he wants here.
He gently opened a piece of tile and looked down. From the palm-sized hole, he could clearly see the situation in the room below.
Although it was already late at night, he was still pacing back and forth in the room, looking very anxious.
Not long after, a young man in night clothes quietly pushed in the door. As soon as Yang Zhao saw him, a look of joy appeared on his face. He quickly asked: "How is it? What's going on with those loud noises?"
"I have been monitoring the restaurant from the rooftop near the restaurant, but since the afternoon, the area has been filled with Caogang people. They even blocked the nearby rooftops and streets, so I escaped without being discovered by them."
"Caogang?" Liu Zhao's heart thumped, secretly saying that something bad was going on.
"That's right, they were particularly concentrated in a nearby alley. I couldn't name them. It looked like they were planning an ambush. They had too many people. I didn't have time to come out to report the news, so I could only watch. At night, your troops turned out to be true. Appeared, only to be killed by the Cao Gang’s archers who had already ambushed them all!”
"Ah! God is going to kill me!" Liu Zhao shouted and fell down on his chair. After a moment, he recovered and asked slowly: "What happened to the loud noises after that?" ?”
Speaking of this, the man became obviously excited: "That was a fight between masters!" He shouted: "The masters hired by King Qing went to kill Ye Sanlang's witnesses after the war started. Ye Sanlang When I rushed back, I found that the witness was dead, so I unleashed a move of invisible sword energy from all the way! That was invisible sword energy!"
"I'm not interested in these! It's more important to pick them up!" Liu Zhao said angrily.
"But Prince Qing was unfathomable. He easily blocked Ye Sanlang's invisible sword energy, and then they started talking."
"Conversation?" Liu Zhao sat up. How could Prince Qing's people know Ye Sanlang?
"I listened to their conversation quietly. It seems that Ye Sanlang is a member of the Xunlong Sect, and that person has an old relationship with the master of the Xunlong Sect, so I let him go."
"I see. You've worked hard. Please drink this cup of tea." Yang Zhao handed him a cup of tea. The man was busy with a book and was already tired, so he drank it without even thinking about it.
"Go down and rest, thank you for your hard work." Yang Zhao sneered.
The man suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly took a few steps back. However, there was a sharp pain in his stomach. He pointed at Yang Zhao angrily and shouted angrily: "You, you will be punished!"
"Humph." Yang Zhao sneered. "Retribution? If there was such a thing, would I still be alive today?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Another voice came from the air.
"There's a thorn..." Before Yang Zhao could call for help, a pair of strong hands covered his mouth, and the voice called softly: "Liu Inspector, you're fine."
He has heard this voice before! It's the voice of Jiangyin County Magistrate Li Song, no... this guy is...
With a "plop", the man fell to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, obviously in pain.
Ye Sanlang looked at him, sighed, tapped Liu Zhao's acupuncture points, threw him aside, and walked over. He pulled the man up, turned him around, made a seal with his right hand, put his left hand on his back, and muttered something.
The man only felt a burst of true energy rushing into his body, driving the venom in his body toward his head.
"Pfft." He suddenly spit out a stream of black pus and blood from his mouth, and it seemed that he was forced out.
"Fortunately, it's not very toxic and can be easily forced out." He sighed softly. The man suddenly turned around, bowed his head and shouted: "I would like to thank the censor for saving my life, but I don't know why the censor wanted to save my life."
Ye Sanlang smiled and said, "It's just because I see that you are not a bad person. Speaking of which, where are you from? What's your last name?"
"Going back to the Censor, my surname is Cai Minghang, from Jiannan. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I was originally a man who traveled around the world. Liu Zhao came to me a few days ago and asked me to monitor your movements. He gave The reward was generous, so I agreed without even thinking about it, but I didn’t expect..."
"You don't have to blame yourself. A gentleman loves money and gets it wisely." He paused, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Are you willing to do things for me?"
Cai Hang bowed again and said: "This little man's life was saved by you, Censor, so why are you so polite? I am willing to go through fire and water for you, Censor, without any hesitation."
"Okay, then you go to the city gate of Yangzhou and find a sentry named Lei Maohao for me. Show me my name and he will be willing to follow you. Then you can find a place to settle down first. I'll finish it. I will look for you later on about things in Yangzhou."
"Okay, then I'm looking forward to your performance in Yangzhou, Censor." After saying that, he walked out of the room.
Ye Sanlang turned around and looked at Yang Zhao who was paralyzed on the ground with a fearful expression. He sneered and walked towards him. He lifted Yang Zhao up and said, "If you make one sound, I will break your neck. Do you understand?"
Yang Zhao blinked, and then he relaxed his acupoints with confidence.
"You treat a dignified court official like this, aren't you afraid that I will go to the emperor to sue you?!" Yang Zhao was furious.
"Let me ask you this question in turn. If the deeds you, Prince Qing and the others engage in are exposed, it won't be something as trivial as beheading."
Yang Zhao was shocked, took a few steps back, and asked: "You, you know everything?!"
Ye Sanlang nodded and asked: "Where is the account book? If you hand it over, I will not question you with a bigger crime. At most, I will sentence you to killing Chief Shi Li Huaiyuan. You have to think clearly."
Yang Zhao knew in his heart that at this moment, Ye Sanlang said that he had no evidence. If he handed over the account book, it would be a serious crime of killing everyone. He absolutely could not plead guilty. Although he failed to kill him, the most he would be killed was himself. That's all, it won't involve your family.
"Humph." He snorted coldly and turned around.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ye Sanlang's eyes, but it was fleeting.
"Okay, this is a penalty for not eating the toast. Do you think I can do nothing to you without saying anything? You are too underestimating me, a Xunlongmen disciple."
After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Zhao's head, infused his own energy into it, and at the same time used Xunlongmen's secret technique of short-term brain control.
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