The sky is getting brighter and the rain is still falling.

Huo Chuanming stood under the eaves of the government office, watching his predecessor Liu Zuo board the carriage, and then watching the line of ten carriages drive out of his sight.

He waved his hand and showed a victor's smile.

He thought for a moment and then got into a carriage. The direction of the carriage was to Boil Yu Xiaozhu.

He didn't know that Yulong would assassinate Liu Zuo. He wanted to see Li Chenan, not to demonstrate as a prefect, but because of this identity, he thought he could plan some win-win solutions with Li Chenan.

thing.

One is an official of the imperial court.

One is the helmsman of the Fish and Dragon Society.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark. With such a combination, of course there are many things that can be done together.

For example, the water transportation at Linfengdu.

For example, he can now control the Salt and Iron Division.

Also like those hugely profitable businesses in Guangling City.

Especially the water transportation at Linfengdu, if it is in the hands of himself and Li Chenan, the scope of the Shen family's food purchase will not be limited to this Jiangnan Province.

Originally, Ningguo's water transportation was in the hands of the Ministry of Revenue, but in recent years due to the water bandits in Shuangjiao Lake, it was difficult for water ships to reach Kyoto safely, and the Ministry of Revenue did not have money to support the Ministry of War in sending a navy to suppress the bandits.

A very embarrassing situation formed——

Water transportation is still nominally under the Ministry of Revenue, but in many places the water transportation department has ceased to exist in name only.

For example, in the Linfengdu Water Transport Department, the official office is still there, but now it has become a brothel!

The Sihai Gang and Huanxi Tang have basically fattened up now, and it’s time to cut their flesh!

But this big mouthful of fat meat cannot be confiscated, so the Huo family cannot eat it alone.

To do this, the best candidate is Li Chenan, the helmsman of the Guangling branch of the Fish and Dragon Society!

His second uncle is the Minister of Hubu.

The Ichthyosaurus Club belongs to Prime Minister Ji.

Li Chenan can afford to take the blame, but the Huo family cannot.

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The distance from Guangling City to Linfengdu is only a few miles.

Very close.

It's just that it's raining heavily today, so the carriage of Liu Zuo and his entourage moves a little slowly.

But no matter how slow it is, you will eventually reach your destination.

Because of the rain, there was little effort to load and unload cargo at Linfengdu Wharf.

Liu Zuo's carriage arrived at the pier in the heavy rain.

He got out of the carriage holding an umbrella.

He stood under the umbrella and looked at the blue brick and blue-tiled houses in the small town in the rain, and then looked back at Guangling City, which was nowhere to be seen.

Then, he stood at the pier and looked at the passenger ship moored at the pier.

Just then...

There is a river breeze blowing.

Carrying the rain.

It's not cold.

However, Liu Zuo felt a deep chill.

A man in black flew out of the rain.

A group of men in black rushed towards him from both sides of the pier!

Their feet stepped hard on the ground, causing the water on the ground to splash away.

They drew their weapons as they ran.

There is a teahouse between the row of houses near the pier.

There were two people sitting by the window on the second floor of the teahouse.

They are Yang Sixian and Li Chenan.

Li Chenan is making tea.

Yang Sixian was staring out the window.

Li Chenan poured him a cup of tea and looked up out of the window, just in time to see those swords and guns rushing toward Liu Zui.

"He's dead!"

Yang Sixian nodded, "He is indeed dead!"

After saying this, he picked up the tea cup. It was a little hot. He looked out the window again, and suddenly his eyebrows frowned——

Suddenly, more than ten people appeared in the other carriages brought by Liu Zuo!

More than a dozen swordsmen dressed in white and holding long swords!

When the twenty men in black were three feet away from Liu Zui, the dozen swordsmen flew away like arrows.

After three breaths.

The two met two feet in front of Liu Zuo.

A sound of clinking metal suddenly sounded, and in an instant, a shower of blood was splashed in the rain, and there were endless screams and wailings.

Another person got out of another carriage.

He is Cai Yutang.

He was shocked by the tragic scene. He rushed over and wanted to pull Liu Zuo back to the carriage, but unexpectedly Liu Zuo shook his head:

"and."

So, Cai Yutang stood beside Liu Zuo tremblingly.

On the second floor.

Li Chenan was shocked, "Who are these swordsmen in white?"

Yang Sixian put down the tea cup and stroked his long beard, "People from the White Clothes Alliance!"

"...The White Clothes League? Didn't I hear that the White Clothes League doesn't deal with the Imperial City Division? Why are they here?"

"Zhongli Mansion, what a trick!"

Zhongli Mansion innocently takes the blame.

"...sent by Zhongli Mansion to Liu Zuo?"

"It can only be Zhongli Mansion! Because only Zhongli Mansion wants Liu Zuo to go to Shuzhou alive!"

Li Chenan was speechless and looked out the window again.

The fighting is still fierce.

It seems that a few of the twenty people brought by Yang Sixian died.

The Kungfu of Li Jingsi's Twelve Golden Hairpins was obviously much higher than those brought by Yang Sixian, and there were no casualties at this moment.

"What should I do?"

Li Chenan asked in panic.

Yang Sixian smiled faintly, "And."

Li Chenan didn't know what Yang Sixian was thinking.

Because there are fewer and fewer killers in black.

"Thirteen masters of the White Clothes Alliance, Zhongli Mansion colluded with the White Clothes League. I sent this news to the Imperial City Division. I think Mr. Changsun will like it very much."

Yang Sixian picked up the tea cup again, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows had disappeared.

He became calm and composed, as if he no longer cared about the success or failure of the assassination.

He took a sip of tea, smacked his mouth, and smiled at Li Chenan, "Do you think Liu Zuo will die?"

Li Chenan was startled, "Mr. Yang, could it be that you have some backup plans?"

"Boy, you have to remember that no matter what you do, you can't throw everything at it. You must have back-ups to deal with possible changes!"

Li Chenan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked out the window. The passenger ship moored at the pier was vaguely unclear.

Could it be that Yang Sixian ambushed the real master on that ship?
To be continued...