Jiang Ning has been instilling an idea into Xu Ning from the beginning. You have a high status, strong martial arts, and are very powerful. It would be a pity to die like this, so you can't go back. If you go back, you will follow Lin Chong's old path. Although Lin Chong's matter is not big,

But for them, they must know something, their status is about the same, their abilities are about the same, Lin Chong had no fault and he was already in trouble. You came to perform a mission, and now that the mission has failed, how can you be better than Lin Chong when you go back?

"Are you still called Xu Ning? Golden Gunner Xu Ning, isn't he already dead?" After Jiang Ning laughed, his face suddenly turned gloomy and he asked sternly.

"Dead?" Xu Ning frowned, standing less than a foot away from Jiang Ning, staring at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning nodded: "Yes, Xu Ning, the golden gunman, found the assassin today, and the fight was in the dark, with no light from the sun and the moon. Unexpectedly, the assassin found helpers and captured Xu Ning. When everyone found out, Xu Ning

Ning has fallen off the cliff, and there is no body left. Only this hook and sickle spear is left..."

"It's a pity for the golden gunner, and my mother has not yet fulfilled her filial piety. It's a pity... it's a pity..."

"Dead...dead..." Xu Ning slowly relaxed his brows, turned around slowly, and sat back on the original stone bench.

"What I see now is Xu Peng, the Flying Eagle. In name, he is Liu Ji's assistant, but in fact he is my brother. His monthly salary is one hundred taels of silver. My mother at home will wait for the news to pass and someone will come to pick her up. I don't know what Brother Xu thinks about this arrangement.

, are you still satisfied?" Jiang Ning stepped forward and said to Xu Ning.

Xu Ning was a little hesitant. One hundred taels of silver was equivalent to one thousand two hundred taels a year, and his monthly salary in the capital was only twenty taels, which was only two hundred and forty taels a year. The only person who couldn't worry about it was his mother at home.

Jiang Ning naturally knew, and continued: "Liuji is opened by my friend. I told him that it will not be a problem for you to be a shopkeeper there. In a few months, I will bring my mother to Hangzhou to reunite with you.

Keeping your name anonymous is the best way, and it is also the only way."

"But the people from the Prefect's Mansion have seen me..." Xu Ning has no other choice. Apart from the young man in front of him, he is indeed desperate. But to Hangzhou, although he is a stranger,

It's not like no one has seen him.

Jiang Ning smiled and said: "This is easy to do. Just change your outfit and grow a beard. The Xu Ning they have seen is not this Xu Ning. Don't show your skills unless you have to. Just listen to the scolding and hit him."

Right next to it, who still remembers that assassination?"

Xu Ning wondered: "Is it really feasible?"

"Of course it is possible, but this hook and sickle gun can no longer be used..."

Xu Ning pulled out the hook and sickle gun from the ground. The dark gun body and the silver blade were flashing. From then on, it was about to be sealed.

Two days later, a hook-and-scythe gun suddenly appeared in the city. The gun's body was covered in blood. It was said that it was picked up from outside the city. Some people also witnessed a man fall off a cliff and no bones were left.

Some said it was the assassin from the past few days, some said it was a spy from the Yuan Dynasty, and some said it was a gang fight. For a while, both black and white people in Hangzhou were guessing that this hook sickle weighed 72 kilograms.

Who is the owner of the gun?

"Dead? How could it be?" In the lobby of the Prefect's Mansion, a middle-aged man suddenly stood up and touched his beard.

"He is indeed dead. Someone saw it with his own eyes. He said that he fought with a woman for a whole day and night. In the end, the woman called for backup and surrounded him, and he fell off the cliff." Another man also stood up from the chair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

There was a faint evil light in the hawk-like gaze.

These two people were the two most powerful people in Hangzhou, Prefect Qiao Zun and General Xia Chunqiu.

Qiao Zun said again: "Xu Ning, the golden gunner, is a master. If it hadn't been for him that day, I'm afraid that my prefect's mansion... would have died like this?"

"It doesn't matter if you die, you and I will push this matter out. Even Xu Ning is no match. This matter must have been leaked from the capital and has nothing to do with me in Hangzhou. Find the hook and sickle gun and send it back to Jingzhao Mansion."

That's right." Xia Chunqiu said slightly.

"If this can be done, it is of course the best. Even if Xu Ning is alive, the Left Prime Minister will definitely not let it go. It is Zheng Yiheng who died after all." Qiao Zun said again.

"We and the Tiger Army have withdrawn. The plate from Ningchuan Mansion was urgently sent from General Ning's Mansion 800 miles away. Take a look and make preparations early." Xia Chunqiu took out a folder from his sleeve and threw it on the table.

He put it on the table and was about to go out, but seemed to remember something: "When Princess Changping left... did I really only meet Qiao Mengyun at Donglin Academy? The princess has been in Hangzhou for a month, and you and I didn't know that,

I don’t know whether it’s because my subordinates are incompetent, or because you really don’t know, Lord Governor.”

Qiao Zun frowned and said sternly: "Xia Chunqiu, what do you mean by this? That day you went to Donglin Academy with me and were stopped outside. You didn't even see Princess Changping's face. If I had known that,

Why don't I meet you early and why should I wait for you to go with me?"

"That's good. Now that Princess Changping has returned to Beijing, the official family must have a new decree. If there is anything, the prefect should make plans early. After all, you and I both know Princess Changping's temper. Back then,

I still remember the incident vividly..." Xia Chunqiu didn't look back and walked straight out: "You and I are like grasshoppers on a rope now, please forgive me in the future, Lord Prefect, hahaha..."

Qiao Zun gritted his teeth but could not say a word, because Xia Chunqiu said that unlike in the past, Princess Changping did not see the two of them, which was extremely abnormal. He learned from Cheng Maoxun that Princess Changping had been in Hangzhou for a month.

Well, before I left, I also went to Liuji. It is said that I have some friendship with the proprietress. I made stinky tofu balls that day as a reward to Yu Linwei. Is it really that delicious?

Qiao Zun walked out of the hall and walked towards the back garden. He was in a bad mood, even a little irritable. He slowly opened the booklet in his hand. There were not many books, only two pages, but these two pages, he

I read it several times over and over again, and every time I read it, my eyebrows furrowed for a long time.

The situation in Ningshan Prefecture is very pessimistic. It has not rained for four months. The crops in the fields have basically died. There has been a phenomenon of cannibalism. Some victims even organized teams to attack the rich in the county.

Slaughter a whole family and rob all the food. If this happens once, it will happen a second time. After robbing this county, you will go back to the next county. After Ningshan Prefecture, you will go south. The first one to bear the brunt is southern Zhejiang.

The house is over.

Although Hangzhou is located at the southern end of Zhejiang Prefecture, it is the most prosperous. Everyone knows this. Do the victims have any organization, leaders, and plans? Did they start from the Qinling Mountains or go straight to Hangzhou?

He doesn't know any of this. And behind every situation, he has to prepare in advance. Should he ask for disaster relief? When the relief money arrives, the victims will almost arrive. These are the questions he has to think about.

"Master, that little girl from Liu Ji is so pretty..."

"stop……"

Qiao Zun shouted loudly, and two figures in front of him slowly walked out from behind the rockery. They were Qiao Yongle and his followers.

"Liu Ji? What Liu Ji?"

Qiao Yongle's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Dad, I never dare to run out again, never again..."

Qiao Zun slapped Qiao Yongle on the face, sending Qiao Yongle flying two feet away: "I ask you, which Liu Ji is it? Which little girl..."

"It's... it's... Liu Ji... who opens... a stinky tofu shop in the west of the city... the boss's name is... her name is... Liu Sisi... Master, please spare my life..."

Qiao Zun's feet felt like they were filled with lead. He pointed at Qiao Yongle and cursed: "You are a traitor, you are a traitor...I have to beat you to death today. How could I, the Qiao family, give birth to such a thing like you..."

"Mother...help me, mother..." Qiao Yongle saw that Qiao Zun's eyes were rounded and the veins on his head were bulging. He had been beaten and punished in the past, but he had never seen his father so angry. The stick had already fallen.

When it hit him, Qiao Yongle was so frightened that he got up and ran away.

A young woman who came after hearing the sound blocked Qiao Yongle behind her and cried: "Master, master... what's wrong with you, are you going to kill your son?"

Qiao Zun pulled the young woman away and shouted: "Beat him to death? I am going to beat him to death today. If not, I will keep him at home so that he can save himself from going out and causing trouble for me..."

At this moment, Qiao Zun finally knew why Princess Changping turned a blind eye to him. Princess Changping had a relationship with Liu Ji. She didn't see him or Xia Chunqiu before leaving, but she went to Liu Ji and met Liu Sisi...

But his son was plotting against Liu Sisi...
Chapter completed!