The first year of Jingkang, August 15th. (You will be here when you read the novel.)

The weather is surprisingly good and the sun is particularly bright.

To use a very vulgar adjective, it is blue sky and cloudless.

At noon, Zhao Huan summoned all officials in Qionglin Garden and discussed the government affairs, and began to discuss the banquet for the Jurchen mission at night.

The reason why Zhao Huan wanted to entertain Xiao Qing in Jinmingchi was to send a signal to the Jurchens.

I don't want to fight with you, I hope to live in peace.

As long as there was no war between the Song and Jin dynasties, Zhao Huan would be 90% sure to suppress Zhao Ji.

Therefore, the specifications of the Jinmingchi night banquet are naturally very grand, and Zhao Huan needs to prepare carefully to avoid losing his national health.

In the afternoon, Xiao Qing, under the protection of a hundred Hezha, went to Jinmingchi for a banquet.

In the carriage, he was still thinking about protecting Oli and returning to Shangjing, so he was a little absent-minded.

Shanying has sent people to send news to protect Wanyan Zongwang's evacuation of his troops, who have crossed the Yellow River and arrived at the sour jujube.

From sour jujube to Kaifeng, the maximum time is one day.

In other words, Shanying will arrive in Kaifeng at the latest tomorrow night. After Shanying arrives, she will immediately cover Wanyan Zongwang's evacuation.

The 20,000 Jurchen soldiers were ready and could go north at any time.

Xiao Qing knew that this action was related to the Jurchens' attitude towards the Song Dynasty in the future. 20,000 prisoners sounded not a large number. However, it had extremely important significance for the Jurchens. After all, the Jurchens were not large in number, and 20,000 real female soldiers meant 20,000 young and strong. For the Jurchens, with these 20,000 people, they could further consolidate their rule in the north. But if these 20,000 people were gone, it would inevitably shake the Jurchens' rule.

Therefore, how to make these 20,000 people return safely is what Xiao Qing is most concerned about now.

The pursuit orders of the rivers and lakes in Hedong and Hebei were issued, and hundreds of thousands of green forest heroes were ready to show their strength.

And Song Ting's attitude was obviously very vague.

On the one hand, they sent troops to guard each other's pass, and on the other hand, they turned a blind eye to the heroes on the green forest road.

If this continues, half of the 20,000 Jurchen soldiers can return to Beijing, which is a good result.

This result is not what Xiao Qing hopes to see.

The carriage walked slowly along the Bianhe Street.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Kaifeng City is also very lively.

The convoy was walking very slowly. Xiao Qing was so tired that he stretched. Suddenly, the carriage stopped and a sound of gongs and drums came from the front. Xiao Qing was stunned when he heard this, and was shocked to lift the curtain of the car: "Why did the car stop?"

"The return news, a dragon dance team came up ahead, blocking the way."

"Dance dragon?"

Xiao Qing frowned and thought for a while, but did not take it to his heart.

It is normal for such a festive festival, and it is not a rare thing. Xiao Qing didn't care. It was still early anyway, so it was fine to wait for a while. And he was quite interested. He wanted to see the scene of the dragon dancing. Although this is not the first time Kaifeng Mansion has come to, he never encountered any chance every time he came here before, so Xiao Qing never saw this famous Kaifeng dragon dancing once. It was rare to see it, so he took a look. It was not a waste of time to come to Kaifeng.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qing took out the car curtain.

At this time, the convoy happened to reach the intersection of Taiping Xingguo Street and Bianhe Street, next to it was the Lion Tower.

Xiao Qing stood in the car and stood with his hands behind his back.

I saw a black dragon walking slowly in front of me, with gongs and drums shaking the sky and the sound of people roaring.

There were many people standing on both sides of the road, and many diners who were having tea at the Lion House, poking their heads out of the window and watching with great enthusiasm.

“It’s so lively today?”

"I don't know very well. Logically speaking, this situation is not a good time for dragon dancers. It's usually a dragon dancer at night. That's like the dance today so early?"

"Whose dragon team is it?"

"I didn't see that... the dancers were average, but they were not as exciting as those in previous years."

The pedestrians whispered, but it came into Xiao Qing's ears.

Xiao Qing didn't care much at first, but gradually changed his face.

"Tell me the order and rush over."

A warning echoed in his heart, and Xiao Qing quickly gave a loud command.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly on the side: "Don't leave the enemy and kill Xiao Qing."

The dragon dance team suddenly dispersed, and dozens of men in colorful clothes rushed towards the convoy with sharp blades in their hands.

The leader shouted in a man-made voice with a strong northern accent: "Xiao Qinggou thief, you are about to avenge your Majesty today."

When he was talking, he soon came to the scene. Hezha, who was around the carriage, abandoned his horse and fought with the men in color.

Xiao Qing hurriedly sat back on the carriage and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about others and rush straight to it."

Will you actually encounter assassination at this time?

Xiao Qing couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Judging from the accent, these people in colorful clothes should be descendants of the Liao people.

But the Liao Kingdom had been destroyed for many years, and even Emperor Tianzuo was captured for a long time and was imprisoned in Shangjing. The remaining Liao people fled to Xizhou. Although the Western Liao Kingdom was established, the time was still short and it was impossible to achieve the weather. At this time, who will come to assassinate?

Speaking of which, it is not the first time that Xiao Qing has been assassinated, and he is basically numb.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry and only urged the carriage to rush on the road.

But when he issued the order, he heard another shout of killing outside the car.

Immediately afterwards, a scream came from outside the carriage, and after a few steps of running, the carriage fell on the road with a rumbling sound.

Xiao Qing came out of the car in a mess, but saw the coachman and the pulling horse rushing down in a pool of blood.

A carved feather arrow was inserted into the coachman's temple.

And the horse's knee was also shot by an eagle feather arrow...

Dozens of people rushed out from both sides of the road. [*You] Ben stayed around the carriage, Hezha, who was responsible for protecting Xiao Qing's safety, was caught off guard and several people were chopped off.

Xiao Qing was a little confused and quickly got up and wanted to run into the shop next to him.

But I knew that a man rushed towards me and grabbed his arm. "Protect the news and stop those people."

Several Hezha had seen someone coming to Xiao Qing and hurriedly went forward to protect him.

But after hearing the man's shouting, he was stunned!

Is it your own person?

Xiao Qing was also a little confused. He was about to look at the visitor, but he saw the visitor pulling his arm and running into the alley next to the road.

"Grandpa Xiao, will you wait to die if you don't run away?

Come with me..."

"Who are you……

"We are called Dai Nisi. We are the subordinate of Daguan Dai."

Xiao Qing was a little confused, but he still understood what this person meant.

The man who is Dai Xiaolou?

Although Dai Xiaolou is dead, he has been in Kaifeng Prefecture for many years. It is normal for some confidants to be.

In addition, the man was tall and had a fluent northern accent, which made Xiao Qing let go of his guard.

So he followed behind the "Dainis", turned left and right, and soon arrived at a dead end.

"Dainis, what are you bringing me here?"

The man laughed when he heard this!

"Mr. Xiao, I have said that I will take you to death, so I will naturally send you back."

Xiao Qing heard this and shuddered and screamed.

"Who are you……"

"My own Yu Yin Yu Xiaoyi. Thank you for your attention. Today I will send Xiao Gong to the road."

Yuyin?

Xiao Qing turned his head and was about to run without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, Yu Yin took two steps at once, rushed to him and brought Xiao Qing into his arms. Loulan's treasure sword penetrated into Xiao Qing's chest fiercely, and Yu Yin shook his wrist. The treasure sword was twisted in Xiao Qing's chest, twisting a heart so hard that it was broken. Then he took a step back and pulled out the treasure sword.

A bunch of blood was sprayed on Yu Yin's body.

Xiao Qing stared at Yu Yin with wide eyes, and it was not until this time that he could see Yu Yin's appearance clearly.

"Good man!"

He had long heard of Yu Yin's name. As early as the founding of the Song Dynasty Weekly, he wanted to win over Yu Yin, but unfortunately he had no chance.

Now, he finally saw Yu Yin, but he didn't expect that this was the case.

With his mouth opened, Xiao Qing straightened and threw himself to the ground, and the blood instantly dyed the ground red.

Yu Yin did not hesitate, and went forward to pick up Xiao Qing's body, walked to a dry well, stuffed Xiao Qing's head down. He looked at him left and right, and Yu Yin thought for a while, standing behind a broken wall, his energy sinks into his dantian, his arms were pressing hard, and a roar like a roar came out of his mouth, and his shoulders were swollen, and he hit the wall.

The broken wall has been exposed to wind and sun, and has long been weak.

Yu Yin's collision was enough to have a thousand pounds of strength.

With a rumbling sound, the broken wall collapsed in an instant, burying the dry well.

Yu Yin then breathed a sigh of relief, checked again, and then turned around and left.

When he walked out of the alley, he saw Yun Ge waiting outside with his clothes in his arms. Yu Yin didn't talk nonsense, so he stepped forward and took off the blood-stained robe on his body, changed into a piece of clothes, and said to Yun Ge: "Brother Yun, burn the clothes and deal with them."

"Don't worry, my husband, I will never let go of any news."

After saying that, Yun Ge stuffed the blood-stained robe into the fruit basket, and then left with the fruit basket on his shoulder.

Yu Yin rushed to the Lion Tower, walked in through the back door, and went to the restaurant with a drunk look.

"How did Xiao Yi go for so long?"

Zhao Chen, Zhu Xuan, Yao Pingzhong and Zhang Bofen were sitting in the private room. Seeing Yu Yin coming in, Zhao Chen couldn't help but say, "Xiao Yi just watched a lesser amount of excitement... Hehe, the big scene! I didn't expect that in Kaifeng City, someone dared to assassinate the envoy of the thief.

The scene was really spectacular. It was a pity that Xiao Yi hadn't seen him."

Yuyin pretended to be confused, "There is such a thing?"

"yes!"

Uncle Zhang rose up and pretended to support Yu Yin, "I didn't expect that you are a great jade dragon, so you can't eat wine."

"Whoever says it will win you."

While speaking, he winked at Zhang Bofen.

Zhang Bofen immediately realized, looked relieved and helped Yu Yin sit down.

The battle downstairs of the Lion Tower has ended. With the arrival of Kaifeng Prefecture and the staff of the Hall Front Office, none of the nearly 100 assassins have survived.

Most of them died of suicide.

Blood stained Bianhe Street red. Yu Yin lay on the window railing. Looking at Heng Chen and the corpses on the street, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Death Soldier!

These people are clearly a group of dead soldiers.

I'm afraid they were not ready to survive from the moment they appeared.

Everything they did was to create opportunities for Yu Yin... Does Zhong Shidao trust me so much? You know, I did not agree to him at that time. If I didn't take action today, I'm afraid Zhang Bofen would not stand by. Later generations said that the Song Dynasty would definitely be weak. But who knows how many bloody men were hidden behind this weakness?

He secretly looked at Zhang Bofen, and Yu Yin saw a hint of sadness from Zhang Bofen's face.

I'm afraid that even Master Zhong is ready for the death warrior...

Outside the house, there was a sound of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, the door was kicked open with a sound.

Several imperial guards in front of the palace rushed in. Before they could speak, Zhang Bofen had already picked up a chair and smashed it fiercely at the imperial guards who rushed in first.

"The bastard is not sure who is here."

The bench hit the imperial guards and then split into pieces with a bang.

The imperial guards led by the head were even beaten to the point of bleeding.

Before he could figure out the situation, he saw his military horse envoy's face change drastically and bowed repeatedly and said, "I don't know that Bu Shuai and Qi Shuai are having a drink here, so please forgive me. The little men are also ordered to act. If such a big thing happened downstairs, I naturally have to check it."

Obviously, the military and horse envoy recognized Zhang Bofen and Yao Pingzhong.

But these two masters were not sitting in the main seat, so they could guess that the young man sitting in the main seat must have a higher status than the two.

These people were not something he could provoke, a small military envoy.

Zhang Bofen was also saddened by the dead soldiers, so he took action with anger... He also knew that this was no wonder that these imperial guards were so big that such a big thing happened under the building, and whoever came here would investigate them one by one.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of distraction.

Zhang Bofen breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "Then, do you still need to check it out now?"

"I dare not, I dare not!"

The military and horse envoy repeatedly apologized and winked, and helped the imperial guards who fainted on the ground out, then sang aloud while retreating from it.

"Wang Junma, what's this?"

An officer from the Palace Front Office stepped forward to inquire.

The Wang Junmao envoy smiled bitterly and pointed to the elegant room where Yu Yin and others were, "Passing it down, don't send anyone to disturb that room.

Zhang Bushuai and Yao Qishuai invited someone to drink inside. If they annoy them, be careful about their life."

When the officer heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and quickly turned his head to pass on the words.

Yu Yin was also irritated, so she couldn't help but eat a few bowls of wine, but this time she really became a little scented...

"Xiao Yi will leave the next day?"

"Yes, the Privy Council has sent an order to set out at the next day and the hour of the throne."

"This is a real destiny and a great achievement can be achieved.

I also want to go there, but...haha, I wish Xiao Yi a good journey here. If I need it, I will send someone back to pass on the words. If I can help, I will never refuse."

When Yu Yin heard this, she immediately laughed.

"In this way, Xiao Yi will have to bother with his two brothers at that time."

If such a big thing happened, everyone had no intention of drinking again.

Although Zhao Chen was not very happy, it was obvious that everyone was out of interest and left early.

Yu Yin, Zhang Bofen and Yao Pingzhong protected Zhao Chen from the Lion Tower, but saw that the entire Taiping Xingguo Street had been completely martial law. Looking around, there were patrolling imperial guards everywhere, and many servants sent by Kaifeng Prefecture.

The bodies of the assassins were placed beside the road.

Yu Yin sent Zhao Chen into the car and glanced at the corpses from afar, with water flashing in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his horse and stared at the blue sky with his back. After a moment, he urged the mount under his crotch and left without looking back.

No matter what, I finally lived up to the blood of these heroes...

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Chapter completed!