Looking at Jia Rong's head brought back by his men, Li Ziting's face was very gloomy, like the sky before a heavy rain.

"Tell me again, where did you dig this out?"

Li Ziting's voice was cold and cold, like a poisonous snake that gnaws at the bones. The hair on the backs of his men stood up when he heard it.

"Sir, you arranged for me to guard outside Prince He's Mansion. Tonight, I happened to see someone coming out on horseback from Prince He's Mansion, and he also brought a sharp-edged baggage with him.

"The younger one followed him on horseback. This man headed all the way out of the city and straight to the cemetery.

"When I was little, I thought, there must be something fishy about going to a cemetery so late at night.

"Later, before the man reached the cemetery, he dismounted and found a secluded place to bury the things.

"As soon as the man left, the young one hurriedly dug out the things. Unexpectedly, when he opened it, he found that it belonged to Lord Jiarongjia..."

Hearing this, Li Ziting couldn't help but close his eyes.

It's not that he cherishes the lives of his subordinates, but this is not an ordinary subordinate, but Jia Rong, the fastest knife and sharpest blade in his hand.

It takes a thousand or ten thousand people to pick out one top killer!

It is a secret weapon that he is reluctant to use easily.

When Jia Rong was sent to Wuchang Mansion, he didn't worry much, thinking that even if Jia Rong couldn't complete the task, there would be no problem in returning him alive.

But now such a capable subordinate was lost to Li Zixun. This result was unacceptable to Li Ziting.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He simply jumped up and shouted: "Come here, prepare your horses and go to Prince He's Mansion!"

The subordinate was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then immediately dissuaded him: "Master, it's already this hour. Now go to Prince He's Mansion... It's better to wait until tomorrow morning..."

Li Ziting couldn't hold back this tone and ignored him, just rolled up his sleeves and went out.

Now the city gates are locked, the streets in the city have already been under curfew, and there are no traces of pedestrians.

Li Ziting rode the horse very fast, and the rapid sound of horse hooves in the quiet night quickly attracted the attention of the night watchman.

Several officers attacked from both sides and blocked Li Ziting in the middle of the road.

"Who is coming? Get off your horse quickly. I wonder if it's already curfew time!"

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly!" Li Ziting shouted while sitting on the horse, "How dare you stop my horse!"

The officer took a closer look and immediately shouted in his heart that something was wrong. He regretted that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today. How could he have offended this man?

You know, Li Ziting is well-known in Yingtian Mansion.

Not only does he have an unstable temper, but he is also vicious and merciless in his dealings.

Coupled with the fact that Li Zixun, a good-tempered county prince, was supporting him, he looked even more cruel and cruel.

Although it was not enough to stop a child from crying at night, everyone who came into contact with him did so with their tail between their legs, for fear of accidentally offending this man.

So even though there was a curfew now, when they saw that the man on the horse was Li Ziting, all the officials were frightened.

"I've met Prince Ting." The officials all knelt down on one knee to salute.

"I didn't know it was the county prince who came here and delayed the prince's important business. I really deserve to die." The leader apologized and motioned to his men to remove all the obstacles blocking the road.

Li Ziting had a sullen face, and after the road was clear, he immediately clamped the horse's belly, and the riding whip made a crisp sound in the air.

"Ah -" The leading officer was bending down to send Li Ziting off. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his cheek. He raised his hand to cover his face and touched the blood on his hand. Only then did he realize that he had been whipped by Li Ziting.

Seeing Li Ziting disappear into the night, the leading officer fell to the ground, his face was in unbearable pain, but he was relieved in his heart.

It seemed that Li Ziting was really in a hurry and didn't want to waste time with him at all.

But since he was given a whip, it meant that he had been punished for this incident and there should be no need to settle the score later.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, it was really not an easy job to work as an errand in the capital, and you could meet a relative of the emperor just casually when you went out.

If you don't care about something, you will be scolded by a bunch of people, and if you don't care, you will easily offend the powerful. It is really a dilemma.

People with status looked down upon these little minions, and the common people called them scoundrels of powerful people.

I can only be glad that it is night now, otherwise if I were seen by ordinary people, I would have to be scolded for several days.

"Oh, people like us are destined to be scolded!" The leader sighed, "People in other places hold their heads high when they want to be a catcher, but here... my son is in school.

You don’t even dare to say that I am an official!”

The others all echoed with concern, then held their heads and returned to the Yamen dejectedly to treat the wounds.

Li Ziting rode all the way to the door of Prince He's Mansion, got off his horse and went up to slam the door hard.

Menzi had been frightened by two heads before, and now he was on guard duty in the porter's house. He was so frightened that he suddenly heard a knock on the door. His whole body trembled, and he almost couldn't help but feel his heart coming out of his mouth.

The knocking on the door outside became more and more urgent, and the doorman had to go out to ask.

"Who is this in the middle of the night? Do you know where this is? I don't want my life!"

"Open the door and see who your grandpa is! I think you are tired of living!"

The disciple was dumbfounded when he heard it. Why does this sound like Prince Ting's voice?

But in the middle of the night, Prince Ting came here and broke down what kind of door?

Peeking out from the crack of the door.

Good guy!

It was not Li Ziting who broke down the door.

What day is it today? Why are things happening one after another!

The doorman cursed as he quickly removed the latch and opened the door.

"I don't know that Duke Ting has arrived. How offensive it is. I hope--ah--"

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked away by Li Ziting.

Li Ziting rushed in with his men in a furious manner. As he walked, he said to the palace guards who were rushing towards him: "Tell your master to come see me!"

He found the flower hall by himself by familiar means, and Da Ma Jin Dao sat up.

Several of the subordinates he brought also followed, placed the box on the table, and then stood behind Li Ziting.

Li Zixun was woken up again in his sleep. He was very angry when he got up. When he walked in, he saw Li Ziting's dark face and a few menacing men standing behind him. He couldn't help but sneered and asked: "My father just can't be treated well anymore.

He is also the son of the late emperor and the prince of Daqi.

"Prince Ren, even if he is a legitimate prince, when he sees my father, he has to call me "royal brother".

"I don't know, since when did we and the Prince's Mansion become a place where we can wander around at will in the middle of the night?"

Li Ziting ignored his sarcastic remarks and reached out to open the baggage, revealing the wooden box inside.

Li Zixun's face suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he thought to himself, did Li Zi'an also give Li Ziting the same "big gift"?

Unexpectedly, Li Ziting lifted the lid and raised his hand to smash it directly in his face.
Chapter completed!