The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the autumn sounds are heard.
Li Laoer breathed a sigh of relief at the blade, pulled the sleeve of his ragged cotton-padded jacket to wipe the mist from the blade in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.
He was a swordsman raised in the palace of the King of Han. He was served by the King of Han with good food and drink every day. The King of Han raised him because he wanted him to kill people for the King of Han at critical moments.
This time he killed a high-ranking official, but Li Laoer didn't care. To him, officials, big and small, were all the same. They were all dead. In the face of death, all living beings were equal.
Even if you are the emperor, you still have to go see the Buddha if you are stabbed by me like this.
Feeling the thick darkness of night, Li Laoer climbed over the wall of the Chief Envoy's Yamen. He bent over and took out the dirty drawings from his sleeves, nodding slightly.
Once you find the right place, you just need to find someone.
After finishing this job, the money given by Prince Han was enough for him to go to Hongxiang Tower to find the oiran girl for a month, which was a pleasure.
Following the path, Li Laoer sneaked into the room where the Chief Minister lived. He licked his fingers and poked a hole in the window of Zhihu. Under the moonlight like a silver curtain, Li Laoer Er could vaguely see the figure sleeping soundly on the couch.
Although Li Laoer couldn't see clearly who was lying on the couch because of the dark light, he concluded that this person should be Song Yeji, the chief envoy of Shandong.
"Master Song, you sleep so soundly. It's okay, I, Old Li, will give you a ride in your sleep, so that you won't be frightened."
Li Laoer carefully pushed the window open without making any movement, rolled into the room, held the knife and walked towards the person on the couch.
Suddenly, Li Laoer felt a chill on the back of his neck and a breeze. Without hesitation, he subconsciously knelt forward, and a few hairs fell lightly along his scalp.
Li Laoer's forehead was covered with sweat. He looked up and saw that the person on the couch had already stood up. He was holding an exquisite embroidered spring knife. His face was young and delicate, and his eyes were cold.
Wait, immature?
Damn it, isn't Song Yeji a bad old man? Why is he a young man!
Damn it, you’re trapped!
Li Laoer made a quick decision, knelt on his knees and shouted: "Hero, spare your life! The King of Han sent me here, I am innocent!"
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Wang's temper will definitely not go back and forth with Song Yeji, but he is eager to use Song Yeji's head to vent his anger.
King Qi relied on this to let Shen Qingyu and Song Yeji switch their contracts in advance. If the King of Han had not been impulsive, there would be no loss to King Qi. But if he really squatted down, then the King of Han was really controlled by King Qi.
A list was to capture the power of the King of Han in Shandong; and now asking for clues from Li Laoer's mouth was to capture the tail of the King of Han himself.
The King of Han seemed to have been put in danger several times, but this was not the case. After all, every time, his men were thrown out as victims to prevent disasters, while the King of Han himself never had any accidents.
Even though the King of Han was the heir of the emperor, he was unwilling to face the crime of assassinating a second-rank official.
Li Laoer couldn't understand this, but he knew one thing. If he sold the King of Han now, he would really die without a burial place.
The king of Han had ten thousand ways to kill him.
"You are afraid that the King of Han will kill you, right?"
Shen Qingyu saw through Li Laoer's inner thoughts and gently tapped the impermanence book in his hand, "If you have seen Jinyiwei, you should know what this is in my hand. Every Jinyiwei will carry this book with them. Now, people can die, but Ben must chase after him."
Li Laoer said solemnly: "I was lucky enough to fight against an adult from the Jinyi Guards, so I naturally recognize what this is. This book is called the Impermanence Book, and the Jinyiwei will record the names of the guilty and their charges in the Impermanence Book. A person with such a bad name will never survive. Therefore, the Jin Yiwei is also called the Soul Seducer, and this book is also called the Book of Impermanence."
"Since you recognize me, you should. I am a royal guard who eats royal food."
Shen Qingyu smiled calmly and said, "You are afraid of the person behind you because if you sell it, he will definitely want to kill you. But you must have heard of Jin Yiwei's Zhao Prison. Once you enter Zhao Prison, you will die even if you want to." Difficult, do you want to be hunted down by the master behind you, or do you want to suffer a lifetime of nightmare torture in Zhao Prison?"
Li Laoer thought to himself: "I don't want either one! What the hell are the choices? One is death, the other is life worse than death. I choose a bird!"
However, it was not her choice at this time, but Shen Qingyu's aggressive attitude.
Li Laoer had already had the idea of a desperate fight in his heart, and the hand hidden behind his back had quietly grasped the handle of the knife.
….
Shen Qingyu still had a gentle smile on her face and looked at Li Laoer calmly: "If I were you, I should put down the knife at this time and place it gently on the ground."
From behind the screen in the room, two tall and strong men walked out, holding steel knives and looking at Li Laoer with evil expressions.
Jin Yiwei had already prepared an ambush in advance, and it wasn't just Shen Qingyu who was ambushing him.
This gang of imperial eagle dogs behaves like the most ordinary Jinyi Guardsmen when they go on a mission, they will be in small groups, let alone Qianhu officials like Shen Qingyu.
Those who can fight in groups will never fight alone, those who can play dirty will never play tricks on others, and those who can kill will never talk nonsense. These are Jin Yiwei's three rules of conduct.
Although Li Laoer is a hobbiter, he actually has the same advantages as a royal prince.
——He, like Prince Zhao, listens to advice.
Li Laoer immediately put down the knife and kicked it far away: "You may not believe it, but I said I just wanted to scratch it with the back of the knife."
Shen Qingyu casually held the charcoal pen and drew vaguely on the book of impermanence: "Do you know who the last prime minister in history was? In our Ming Dynasty, it was Hu Weiyong during the Hongwu period. His reputation is incredible. Great, not because of the great things he has done, but because Grandpa Taizu loves him. Grandpa Taizu is such a considerate person. He knew that Hu Weiyong was ticklish, so he specially gave Hu Weiyong a ticklish death. He was smeared with honey and hung on a tree, letting the insects and ants crawl and bite him, and finally itched Hu Weiyong to death. This was the first time in the world. Of course, these are all rumors, and I don't know. Whether the matter is true or not, but I can guarantee that if your name is recorded in this book of life and death, I can guarantee that I will tickle you to death."
The charcoal pencil was drawing on the book of life and death, but it was still unwilling to put pen to paper, which also made
Li Laoer's heart tightened, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.
He knew that at this time, he would either sell the King of Han and let the King of Han's name be recorded in the Book of Life and Death, or his own name would be recorded in the Book of Life and Death.
Although the Jinyiwei in front of you doesn't know his name, Jinyiwei has never been reasonable in his work. He will be tied directly to a sack and banged to the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen, the capital. Being imprisoned in Zhao Prison is torture in the dark.
Li Laoer knew how much he weighed, and he would definitely not be able to withstand the interrogation of Zhao Prison. There would be no difference between it then and now, except that he would endure the same torture of bone-breaking and marrow-sucking in Zhao Prison.
"I confess, it was the King of Han who asked me to do this!"
Li Laoer's instinct to listen to persuasion broke out again, and he immediately gave in.
My fellow Taoist is dead but I am a poor Taoist. I, Li Laoer, ask the Prince of Han to die!
Shen Qingyu got what she wanted, and with a smile, she wrote down the name of the King of Han in the Book of Impermanence, and asked: "Go on, tell me clearly, what did the King of Han ask you to do, and how did he ask you to do it?"
Li Laoer had sold the King of Han and did not mind continuing to sell: "The King of Han asked me to kill Song Yeji, the chief envoy of Shandong. He gave me the drawings of the chief envoy and where Song Yeji lived. I am so Everything you do is what the King of Han ordered and has nothing to do with me, sir!"
Shen Qingyu recorded everything Li Lao Er said in the Impermanence Book. After reading it again, she confirmed that there were no mistakes. She waved to the Jin Yiwei on the side and said, "I have obtained the confession. Take this person down as a witness."
….
Seeing that Jin Yiwei was about to detain him, Li Laoer hurriedly asked: "Sir, do you still have a chance after reading this?"
"You have to fight for the opportunity. Whether you can survive or not depends on your cooperation."
Shen Qingyu chuckled and said, "At least you are very cooperative now, right?"
Li Laoer understood the implication of Shen Qingyu's words, breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Jin Yiwei obediently.
After the people left, Shen Qingyu looked behind the screen and said, "Sir Song, have you heard everything that needs to be heard?"
Song Yeji walked out from behind the screen with a gloomy expression: "No word left. Song heard it clearly. What a prince of Han. Fortunately, I gave Prince Qi the box of gold, otherwise I would have been there by now." It’s this swordsman’s sword that killed the soul.”
He gave King Qi a box of gold to show his willingness to submit to King Qi's palace. It was precisely because of this box of gold that Shen Qingyu stepped forward to stop the swordsman today.
Song Yeji was lucky that he defected to King Qi. He calculated that the King of Han would take revenge on him, but he never expected that the revenge would come so quickly.
This also made Mr. Song panic a little. After escaping one disaster, there was still another disaster. The King of Han's revenge would not stop because Li Laoer was broken and fell into the sand. Shen Qingyu could block it for him this time, but it did not mean that Shen Qingyu would not stop it. Qingyu Neng has been blocking him. These Jinyiwei will return to Jinling City sooner or later, but Song Ye has always stayed in Shandong.
The only way to survive is to give up the position of chief envoy and flee Shandong. However, Song Yeji has fought bloody battles for this position for twenty years. He is now in his twilight years and has no time to go elsewhere. He will not It is possible to give up the position of chief envoy.
Song Yeji cupped his hands and said, "I would also like to ask Shen Qianhu to convey my gratitude to Prince Qi for me. Prince Qi has come to my aid. I am very grateful."
Shen Qingyu nodded slightly: "Shen will convey it to Mr. Song."
He has done everything. Next, it depends on how Prince Qi of Jinling City plans to put an end to this matter.
…
In Jinling City, Zhu Gaojie placed the secret letter on the flame of the candlestick. The flame followed the corner of the paper and gradually burned the secret letter. His eyes stared at the floating black ash, and there was deep darkness flowing in his eyes.
A Qi said with emotion: "I have all the witnesses and physical evidence in hand. Now, you can kill the King of Han."
"Press the King of Han to death? No, this is not enough." Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said, "Now we still need a perfect curtain call."
A Qi asked curiously: "What are your plans next?"
Zhu Gaojie said: "The King of Han
He is not the kind of person who is willing to accept his fate. He will not let Shen Qingyu take Li Laoer back to Beijing. I am afraid there will be a big mess this time. It doesn't matter, I will take action. "
Zhu Gaojie immediately asked, "Do you still remember the assassination we encountered when we were in Jiaozhi?"
A Qi had a good memory and blurted out: "Of course I remember. At that time, you and I plus Lu Chaoyang were besieged by hundreds of southwest rebels. It was such a bloody battle. Later I found out that it was the King of Han who sold us , he controlled the members of the Southwest Army and handed over the information of the Pioneer Battalion to the rebels. In exchange, the Southwest Rebels promised to help the King of Han get rid of you."
"You remember it very clearly. I also remember this incident. I said at that time that I am very vengeful and sooner or later the King of Han will have to pay the price for this incident."
Zhu Gaojie said in a cold voice, "Now, it's time for the King of Han to pay the price."
It is well known that King Qi holds a grudge, but what they don't know is how much King Qi can hold a grudge.
Driving the King of Han out of Jinling City was just an appetizer. Zhu Gaojie never thought of letting the King of Han go.
Good second brother, good second brother, my younger brother is here to take your life!
When you thought about killing your brother and me, did you ever think that today I would hold a sword against your chest, and that if you take one step forward, you would be beyond redemption?
Zhu Gaojie cast down a fishing net. His goal was very clear, which was to firmly trap the Han Palace in the net.
Now, it’s time to close the net!
Poor Atu
