Song Yeji whispered: "Bringing a knife on a rainy night means someone who comes is not good."
Shen Qingyu responded: "Good people don't come, Mr. Song is talking nonsense."
Song Yeji asked: "How should we deal with it now? Do you have any backup plans?"
Shen Qingyu immediately said: "Visitors should be greeted when they come. They are all barefoot people. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. The person opposite is not Mr. Guan, and I am not Cao Mengde. This road is not Huarong Road, but Huangquan Road. Someone must bleed." "
Seeing what the two were muttering about, Fang Bairui, who was holding a spear, asked again: "The two people opposite, are they Mr. Song and Shen Qianhu?"
Song Yeji cupped his fists and said, "I am a teacher from Qingzhou. My surname is Tang and my last name is Jin. The person next to me is my nephew Tang Xiaoliu. I wonder who you are asking about Master Song and Shen Qianhu?"
Before Fang Bairui could speak, the trial household next to him said impatiently: "Sir, why are you talking to them for so much? What kind of teacher is leading people to wander around on the street during curfew time? You give the order, and I will immediately Just take off the heads of these people and present them to Your Excellency.”
"Brother, wait!"
Shen Qingyu raised her hand and shouted, "We have something to discuss, please wait for me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Bairui had already raised his hand to give the order.
"Walking on the city roads at night during the curfew time, his movements are sneaky, he must be a lawless person, capture all these thieves!"
Without even thinking about it, Shen Qingyu grabbed Li Laoer, whose hands were tied with hemp rope, turned around and ran away.
Li Laoer is a witness and the person the King of Han wants to kill the most. He must keep this guy.
Master Song also reacted quickly and followed closely behind. The remaining Jinyi guards drew their swords and formed a horizontal line to cut off Shen Qingyu's back.
"Jinyiwei is handling the case, retreat quickly!"
A Jin Yiwei took out his waistband and shouted loudly in an attempt to scare away the people in front of him.
As expected, this move worked. Everyone in Baihu Station stopped immediately and looked at Fang Bairui with some surprise.
"Jin, Jin Yiwei?"
Someone turned pale and said, "Why did we provoke these plague gods? Master Baihu, you said you led us on patrol, but you didn't say you would run into the Jinyi Guards."
Everyone just makes a living, and they just bully and bully the common people in Jinan City on weekdays. How dare they provoke the plague gods of Jinyiwei.
It is true that Fang Bairui gets along well with his brothers from Baihusuo on weekdays. Everyone thinks that this Baihu official is very good, but now that this matter has come to the fore, everyone has begun to doubt Fang Bairui.
But Fang Bairui didn't explain anything. He threw the spear with all his strength with his strong arms. The tip of Po Feng's spear was like a dragon tearing into pieces on a rainy night. He suddenly stabbed the armored guard with his waist badge through the chest, and his body seemed to have been cut off. The kite flew upside down, spraying a large amount of blood, and died on the spot.
"The thieves are so bold that they even dare to pretend to be Jin Yiwei."
Fang Bairui roared, "Brothers, follow me to catch up with the two people who escaped!"
He rode his horse to chase, but found that the people behind him were motionless and looking at him with suspicion.
If you say that Jin Yiwei is a fake, you are a fake. Why do I not believe it so much?
The brothers at Baihu Station now only think that Fang Bairui is too weird. He killed people without saying a word. The suspicion of murder and silence is too serious, right?
The few Jin Yiwei who were behind looked at each other in shock. They didn't expect that these Jinan Guards sergeants would really dare to kill the Jin Yiwei. For a moment, they felt discouraged and were retreating step by step.
These few of them, not to mention being cut off, would not be enough to fill the gaps in the teeth of these one hundred and twenty sergeants. They originally wanted to use the name of Jin Yiwei to scare them, but it was quite embarrassing if they were not scared.
Fang Bairui is a person who is not good at words. Seeing that the brothers from Baihu Institute were timid, he did not continue to fool him and clasped his hands: "Fang has been working as a Baihu official in Jinan Guard for the past two years. Thank you for your support. Since brothers, If you don’t want to take risks, Fang can chase the enemy alone. Farewell!”
After saying that, Fang Bairui galloped towards the street and pulled out the spear stuck on the ground, leaving only a dim figure behind in the light rain.
The people who stayed where they were were at a loss, and they all discussed what to do next.
The rank of the tester Baihu is half a rank lower than that of the official Baihu, but his character is as fierce as fire. He said: "Master Fang treats us well on weekdays. Although it is chaotic tonight, the hearts of our brothers are as clear as a mirror. They are all masters. Whoever has the guts should follow Lord Baihu and do it boldly. I will take the lead!"
After saying that, Shi Baihu chased Fang Bairui with a knife.
"Well said, count me in!"
Someone gritted his teeth and followed immediately.
Damn Jin Yiwei, you are so scared!
Everyone followed and wanted to keep Song Yeji, Shen Qingyu, Li Laoer and others in the rainy night in Jinan City!
…
"Shen, don't tell me, you really didn't hide anything this time!"
Song Yeji didn't care about his dignity at this time and shouted at Shen Qingyu at the top of his voice.
The group of people ran wildly through the night, no one dared to stop, and behind them were hundreds of people chasing them!
The fastest runner was undoubtedly Li Lao'er. This guy had betrayed the King of Han. Knowing that he was at the top of the list of people sent by the King of Han to kill this time, Li Lao'er ran a little faster when he thought of this.
"You are too underestimating me, Shen Qingyu. Even the King of Hell can't take away my life. How can he, the King of Han, be worthy of it?"
Shen Qingyu laughed loudly, took out a dark firework from his sleeve, and after pulling off the fuse, a burst of fire shot out into the sky with a "bang".
The fire shot straight into the sky, blooming into gorgeous fireworks in the drizzle, blending into the drizzle, like a fire lotus blooming quietly in the darkness.
"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet you!"
Shen Qingyu shouted loudly, but for a long time there was no sound to respond to him.
Song Yeji was dumbfounded: "Where is Shen Qingyu, your mother's wife, with thousands of troops? Where are your back-up men?"
Shen Qingyu touched his head and felt a little confused: "I don't know. The yamen told me that as soon as I light this firework, in less than a quarter of an hour, there will be thousands of troops and horses in Jinan City to help me. Could it be that it is too late? Are all the troops and horses in a state of sleep?"
"I don't know whether thousands of troops are asleep or not. I only know that I made you miserable!"
The pursuers were already on their faces in an instant. Fang Bairui held up the blood-stained spear and roared: "Lend me your head!"
Shen Qingyu rolled forward, narrowly escaping this fatal attack. His face was stained with mud, and he roared: "Where are the thousands of troops! Help me quickly!"
He was puzzled, why was Jinyiwei's Yamen so unreliable, failing at the critical moment?
Fang Bairui's spear did not hesitate. He swiped once and then shot again, stabbing Shen Qingyu in the chest!
At this moment of lightning and flint, a gust of wind suddenly came from nowhere. An arrow flew past Shen Qingyu's eyes and slammed into the head of Fang Bairui's gun. The sparks danced wildly, and in an instant, they were struck again. Moisten with light rain.
Fang Bairui was shocked. The arrow was so powerful that the collision with the gun tip caused severe pain in his mouth and made his arms tremble.
He subconsciously asked loudly: "Who!"
The sound of horse hooves sounded on the street, and Shen Qingyu followed the sound and saw a young man riding a horse from the end of the street. He looked to be in his twenties, riding a pure white colt, and the horse was covered with a bright silver coat. Armor, the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, majestic and majestic, wrapped in a red dragon robe, holding a long and narrow sword in one hand, and a curved bow like a silver moon in the other.
Shen Qingyu felt familiar. Seeing the red Qiulong robe, he suddenly remembered who this young man was.
He had been lucky enough to meet this young man in Jin Yiwei's yamen. Lu Chaoyang, the biggest spy chief in the Ming Dynasty, would have to grovel in front of this young man.
King Qi Zhu Gaojie!
The light of Jinling City is very dazzling because there are two giant suns in the capital. One is His Majesty, and the other is King Qi. No one will forget the sun. Its majestic and scorching light can make people unable to lift their heads.
Shen Qingyu's mind went blank.
The Yamen didn't lie to him, he really had an army of thousands of people.
King Qi alone is worth thousands of troops!
Zhu Gaojie didn't pay too much attention. Bai Ju jumped over Shen Qingyu's body. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Fang Barry.
Before Fang Bairui could say anything, the barrier knife in Zhu Gaojie's hand had already pierced his chest.
Fang Bairui was riding a horse and looked down. The snow-white blade was inserted into his heart. Thick blood dripped down his armor. The blade was washed by the light rain. Memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
King Qi's sword was forged by a famous craftsman, cutting iron like clay. It could easily tear apart the armor and crush Fang Bairui's heart.
Fang Bairui used his last strength and looked up at the sky. The night was the same color as the dark clouds. Although it was dark, it was like salvation to him.
"The King of Han... I owe you the kindness... I will repay it with my life..."
Then, the body of the unknown official fell down suddenly, falling from his horse and falling into the mud.
After Zhu Gaojie finished killing the people, he returned the bloody sword to the scabbard and looked at the people behind him.
Song Yeji cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you so much for your life-saving grace, Song Yeji. I have written down this kindness. If you dare to ask the brave man his name, I will definitely pay him a visit someday."
Zhu Gaojie raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"
The chief envoy of Shandong had never met him before, and naturally he had never seen the true appearance of King Qi.
Shen Qingyu quickly reminded from the side: "Old Song, don't talk nonsense, this is Prince Qi."
Song Yeji was about to nod when he suddenly realized something was wrong: "Is this strong man Qi, King Qi?"
Zhu Gaojie nodded and said, "I am none other than King Qi."
Song Yeji almost knelt down and stammered: "This, this, my lord, bah, I was a bit presumptuous just now, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"It doesn't matter, I never hold grudges, nor do I stick to trivial matters."
Zhu Gaojie looked at Shen Qianhu again, "Are you Shen Qingyu?"
When Shen Qingyu heard King Qi calling her name, she quickly replied: "My humble position is Shen Qingyu, the official of Qianhu, Jinyiwei. I was lucky enough to meet the prince in the Yamen back then. When I see him again today, he is really brave and brave."
Zhu Gaojie said: "Well, you are very good, Shen Qingyu. I remember this name. I already know what you did in Jinan this time. When you return to Beijing, wait for your promotion and report on your work."
Shen Qingyu was overjoyed and said with a humble face: "It's all under the guidance of the prince. In my humble position, I just do things according to the prince's instructions. I don't dare to be greedy for credit."
"Execution is also credit. I said a few words in Jinling City, and you will risk your lives to do it. I always reward those who have merit, so you don't have to be humble."
Zhu Gaojie said gently, "Everything in the world is known to everyone. How can one person determine the fate of heaven? The ones who really want to do things are talented people like you. Those who are capable should be given important responsibilities. This is the law of the movement of the heavens." "
Shen Qingyu didn't expect that King Qi would praise such a small person so unstintingly. Although he, the official of Qianhu, a royal guard, was already an unreachable big shot in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of a giant like King Qi who could cover the sky with one hand, Qianhu It's just bullshit.
To be so favored by King Qi was something Shen Qingyu had never dared to imagine before.
In fact... Zhu Gaojie only wanted to say four words about drawing a pie.
——Only if you are familiar with it.
Whenever he meets someone he likes, Zhu Gaojie is always eloquent in praising him. He can praise people so high that they float above the clouds and feel intoxicated. But they don't know that Zhu Gaojie has said the same words to different people with similar words. How many times.
Don’t leaders have to spread the pie? If they don’t spread the pie, how can they inspire the people under them to work for him?
However, all those who work hard with Zhu Gaojie are wolves. It is okay to draw a pie on white paper for a dog, but it is not okay to draw a pie for a wolf if it is not real. The wolf has to eat meat before it can show its fangs.
And Zhu Gaojie is by no means just a pie without meat. Those who follow him can eat meat to their fullest with every exception.
It's like a wolf king leading a pack of ferocious wolves rampant among the sheep.
His barbaric method broke the constant shackles in the court and made others fear the vicious gaze of the wolves.
After praising Shen Qingyu, Zhu Gaojie looked at Song Yeji again: "Master Song, I have admired you for a long time."
Song Yeji bowed and said, "I don't dare, I don't dare. Just call me Xiao Song."
Zhu Gaojiu smiled and said: "Master Song is a twenty-year veteran. He is a feudal official at the level of a veteran of this dynasty. He has a high position and strong qualifications. How can I call you Xiao Song? It's almost enough for Master Song to call me Xiao Zhu. "
Song Yeji was shocked: "Looking at this world, only His Majesty dares to call the prince that way."
"That's wrong."
Zhu Gaojie responded cheerfully. Those bad guys in his mind keep saying "Xiao Zhu Xiao Zhu" every day. This "Xiao Zhu" is not the exclusive title of the old man.
Just when he wanted to chat with Song Yeji for a while, the uninvited guest was already chasing him.
The Hundred Household Office under the jurisdiction of Jinan Guard arrived belatedly. When they arrived, Fang Bairui had become a corpse, soaked in blood and mud.
The tester was silent for a while, then looked at Zhu Gaojie and others with red eyes: "Who did it... forget it, kill them all!"
He didn't want to find out who killed Fang Bairui now. When he saw Fang Bairui's body, he only had one thought in his mind.
Let these people be buried with hundreds of adults!
Shen Qingyu's heart tightened, she stood up and drew her knife in front of Zhu Gaojie: "Your Majesty, please withdraw first. I am humble..."
"Withdraw what?"
Zhu Gaojiu interrupted Shen Qingyu's speech.
"You don't think I came alone, do you?"
“If we say we will have thousands of troops, then we must have thousands of troops!”
(End of chapter)
