Coming out of the water pavilion, there is a wide wooden ladder in front of you, connected to the small pier below.

Following the group of scholars, wealthy businessmen and young masters, a large number of boatmen or domestic slaves rowed over from the flower boat to send the flowers up through this wooden ladder.

At this time, when the group of people saw that the imperial envoy was about to come down the wooden ladder here, they knelt down beside him in a polite manner and gave way to the imperial envoy who was astonishingly talented.

"I have known for a long time that you are a great poet who is rare to see in a hundred years. I am able to see you today. It is really not false at all." Chen Jing greeted Lin Haoran with a smile, and said as if he was getting to know Lin Haoran again.

He is a hereditary Jinyiwei Baihu. Although he is a military commander, he has been studying in a school since he was a child, and he loves poetry. Now that he has seen Lin Haoran's talent, he already respects this imperial envoy even more.

Lin Haoran glanced at Chen Jing strangely, but he didn't expect that the notorious Jin Yiwei also liked poetry, so he smiled and responded: "Chen Baihu, thank you!"

"Your Majesty is too modest. Your talents are so rare, let alone rare in a hundred years, I'm afraid they will never come again!" Chen Jing's eyes were shining, and he looked serious.

Lin Haoran smiled and saw that he was speaking so seriously. In addition, this Yangzhou poem was really good, so he did not continue to be modest. After only taking two steps, he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "You can't write any better."

So what if it’s good, poetry is just a small way after all!”

"May I ask, your Majesty the Imperial Envoy, what is the great road?" Chen Jing was slightly stunned and asked seriously.

Lin Haoran walked down the steps, pointed to the dilapidated village on the other side and said: "Rectify the salt policy of Huaiyan, so that the Ming Dynasty's finances can increase their income, so that ordinary people can eat salt at a lower price!"

"I admire you for having such a big heart!" Chen Jing followed his hand and immediately cupped it with understanding.

He is a member of the Jinyiwei Baihu in Fusi, Beizhen. Although he has heard of a person like Lin Haoran for a long time, he has never seen it with his own eyes and has never believed the rumors.

When Lin Haoran returned to the capital to serve as the Prime Minister of Shuntian and the Yin of Shuntian, he saw the extraordinary qualities of Lin Wenkui, restored the public order in Beijing to the Qingming Dynasty, and even organized a civilian lantern festival in the Drum Tower to bring people to Beijing.

There is a rare scene of prosperity.

However, the two of them had little interaction, and their impressions of Lin Haoran were still based on hearsay.

Until this trip south, Lin Haoran became the imperial envoy for the salt patrol, and he became the chief of guard responsible for protecting the imperial envoy.

Although Lin Haoran seemed to be traveling all over the place, he did some practical things. He resettled the refugees who had been abandoned here, and also raised funds to develop this smelly mud lake. Now he is raising funds for disaster relief through the Yangzhou Oiran Competition.

Now that he heard that Lin Haoran wanted to rectify the salt administration, although he always felt that the imperial envoy was "not doing his job properly" when he went to Yangzhou, he still chose to believe the imperial envoy.

The reason why the imperial envoy did not promote the new salt law or formally start to rectify the salt policy may just be that the time was not right. After all, this is a difficult road to follow.

While the two were talking, they had almost arrived at the pier.

At this time, Lin Fu, who was lagging behind, shouted: "Uncle Nineteen, be careful!"

As soon as he said these words, he saw that the two young men had scattered the bouquets on the floor. There was a sharp dagger hidden inside the bouquets, and they rushed toward Lin Haoran from two different directions with a ferocious look.

Chen Jing's eyes widened. He never expected that someone would dare to assassinate the Imperial Envoy in broad daylight. However, he was one position behind Lin Haoran, so he could only watch the assassin pounce on Lin Haoran from in front of his eyes.

assassin?

Most of the people on the painting boat could see the situation on the wooden ladder. When they saw two young men holding sharp weapons and rushing towards Lin Haoran, their hearts were in their throats.

Lin Haoran never expected that someone would dare to assassinate him here. When he heard Lin Fu's cry, he saw the two assassins getting closer and closer to him.

But I have to admit that the assassin was indeed caught off guard when he chose this place to carry out his assassination. Neither the guards in the boat nor the cadres behind the water pavilion reacted.

Bang!

Lin Fu had been following Lin Haoran's left side, so he only noticed the assassin on the left and not the assassin on the right. However, he knew his mission well, so he immediately rushed over and hugged the assassin.

Tumbled down the wooden ladder.

Lin Haoran saw the assassin on the right stabbing him, and noticed that the assassin's eyes were full of violence, and he was already a real desperado. However, he did not panic, and stared at the sharp weapon.

There are certainly not many people who dare to assassinate an imperial envoy in broad daylight, and his bodyguards are actually lurking around. As long as they are not hit by him, they can save their lives.

This assassin really wanted to kill Lin Haoran with one blow, but he stabbed Lin Haoran in the heart. However, as if the opponent had caught his intention, he had already sidestepped to avoid his strike.

asshole!

The assassin did not expect that Lin Haoran could easily avoid it. Several guards were close to here, and the tall leader of the Jin Yiwei pounced on them, and immediately stabbed them with his backhand.

Zhi...

The dagger slashed across Lin Haoran's body, but it brought out a trace of blood.

puff……

Chen Jing had already arrived, and the Xiuchun knife in his hand stabbed the assassin's back fiercely, causing blood to splash everywhere.

He was also very angry in his heart. He was the leader of the Jin Yiwei who was responsible for Lin Haoran's safety. Now some young men actually assassinated Lin Haoran. That was a slap in the face of his Jin Yiwei.

puff!

Lin Fu rolled down the wooden stairs with the assassin in his arms, but was stabbed in the stomach, and he was immediately covered in blood.

The assassin pushed Lin Fu away and angrily pulled out the bloody dagger. When he looked up at Lin Haoran, the imperial envoy had already fallen on the stairs. He looked at the surrounding guards coming over, but he was too far away from the imperial envoy.

, just gritted his teeth and ran away towards the lake.

The imperial envoy has been assassinated!

The audience on the flower boat saw this flashy scene with their eyes, and ran to the guardrail one after another, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, but they did not expect that such a thing would happen.

As the surrounding guards rushed towards Lin Haoran from different directions, the place seemed to be in chaos. On the stage nearby, the twelve brothel women also looked panicked after learning the news.

"Quickly, protect the imperial envoy!"
Chapter completed!