"You are the one who killed that servant?" Xu Yanqiu asked coldly.
“It’s right down.”
Xu Yanqiu smiled: "It's interesting. This is the first time that I saw someone killing someone, so I jumped out to admit it."
"Since the one who is killed is the one who should be killed, why don't you dare to admit it?" Ye Qinglan said with a smile.
"Why did you kill him?" Xu Yanqiu's eyes were cold.
"Because he deserves to die, doesn't he?"
Ye Qinglan said: "The general also wants to kill him, but it is difficult to do anything due to his sensibility. I will remove this harm for the general and also for the people of Fengzhou."
"You are chivalrous." Xu Yanqiu chuckled, "However, since ancient times, heroes violated the ban with martial arts, and Confucians use literature to disrupt the law. Even if you eliminate a bully, you will still kill people. Where will you place the laws of the Tang Dynasty?"
"The law can only protect some people." Ye Qinglan said, "There are always some poor people who are abandoned by the law, their dignity is humiliated, and their lives are trampled on. They need others to shout for justice for them and help them, and that is exactly what we do."
Xu Yanqiu looked at Ye Qinglan deeply, and after a while, she smiled:
"The Blood Clothing Hall is well-deserved."
This time it was Ye Qinglan's turn to be surprised: "General, do you know us?"
"I am the vanguard officer under General Pei Min. I have been growing up in the army for fifteen years and was led by Pei Shuai. I naturally know a lot about him."
Xu Yanqiu said, "Not to mention Brother Chang Yu. He returned from Chang'an a few days ago, but he caught his junior brother and praised him. We had already heard the three words "Blood Clothes Hall".
"Oh...so...ah, that's not..."
Xu Yanqiu waved his hand, then looked at the Fengzhou soldiers tied behind him with warning, and gently clamped their horse's belly with their legs. He walked to Ye Qinglan and possessed him and whispered:
"Brother Chang Yu is currently in Zhulanhe Camp. He already knows the news that you are coming. I originally planned to borrow food and wait for you in Fengzhou City. Why did you arrive in advance?"
"The road is smooth, and it is naturally much faster."
Xu Yanqiu's face was heavy: "You can't be the one Zhang Heyan wants to arrest, right?"
"Yes." Ye Qinglan smiled, "I was the one who beat his son on the street."
"It's done well, but it's still a bit lacking."
"Oh?" Ye Qinglan was puzzled, "What else is inappropriate?"
"If I were to change them, I would beat them so hard that I could not even speak, so I would let him complain!"
The two looked at each other and laughed happily.
Stopped his smile, and another cloud of sorrow appeared on Xu Yanqiu's face.
"Since you have arrived, I won't worry. But Zhang Heyan's servant died in front of me. No matter what, I can't get rid of it. Zhulanhe Camp urgently needs 50,000 kilograms of grain, so I can only temporarily draw it from Fengzhou. If Zhang Heyan Wang Jing interferes, I don't know what to do."
"General, don't worry." Ye Qinglan said in a deep voice, "We have a way to do food."
"Oh? What are your good plans?" Xu Yanqiu asked happily.
"Damn it, just kill it."
When Xu Yanqiu heard this, he was shocked and said in horror: "After all, it is the imperial court's official, how can he kill them?"
"I said before that there are always people who want to wander outside the law and make decisions for those who cannot be protected by the law. This is the kind of person in the Blood Clothing Hall." Ye Qinglan smiled, "We are notorious assassins. Killing a few officials of the court, but our specialty is."
...
In Honglailiang, Wang Jing, Zhang Heyan and Hong Shi conspired for a night, and when dawn approached, they returned.
Just as the three of them bowed to each other at the door, a figure flipped into the Honglailiang number where they could not see it.
Wang Jing's sedan chair and Zhang Heyan's carriage drove at the same time, running contrary to the east and west.
When Wang Jing walked across the street, he suddenly had a whim and said:
"Don't go home for now, go to Boss He's house."
Boss He is named He Yuezhu. He is in charge of the secret prostitutes in the entire Fengzhou city. It is Wang Jing's favor. The sedan chairman understands it and then quickly leaves the street and walks towards a narrow and dark box.
Wang Jing didn't know that because his whim would ruin his life!
The alley was getting deeper and deeper. When Wang Jing was closing his eyes to rest, the sedan chair suddenly stopped and almost let him roll and fall out with a donkey.
"Damn it!"
Wang Jing hurriedly held the handle beside him and scolded:
"What a decent matter!"
The expected apology from the sedan chairman did not appear, but instead was the trembling and terrifying voice of the sedan chairman:
"Old... Master... Someone commits a crime..."
"What!"
Wang Jing was shocked and hurriedly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, only seeing a tall figure slowly walking towards him with a sword.
He looked at the man's eyes, and the other's eyes made him shudder.
"What are you afraid of!" Wang Jing tried hard to calm himself down and said:
"There is only one person on the other side, you have six of them. Let's go together and kill him! No... capture him alive!"
"I am curious. Who would want to assassinate me?"
At this moment, a lazy voice rang behind him:
"We only kill Wang Jing, and it has nothing to do with people. We should retreat quickly to avoid accidental injury."
Wang Jing poked his head out of the small window on the side of the sedan chair and looked back. At some point, on the way they came, one of them blocked the road. He held a bent bow in his hand and pointed the arrow at Wang Jing's head.
"Hurry!" Wang Jing was so scared that he quickly retracted and hid in the sedan chair. "I have raised you for so many years, so I didn't let you have idle food. Kill them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the screams of the sedan chair owner suddenly came to the outside, and what followed was the sound of someone stepping on the sedan chair.
The swordsman used his sword to lift up the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing Wang Jing who had been scared inside.
"You...who are you..." Wang Jing said in horror.
Murong Bai looked at him coldly and pressed his sword against Wang Jing's throat:
"In recent years, you have said so many evil things you have done in Fengzhou one by one!"
"I... I served as the prefect in Fengzhou for twenty years and never committed any evil...ah!"
Murong Bai's long sword stabbed forward for a few minutes. In an instant, the cold spread throughout Wang Jing's body. He felt his neck being cut open and blood gushed out.
"Speak it up, I won't kill you. If you don't say it, you will die now!"
Zhou Bian walked over, holding a small book and holding a brush in his mouth.
"Time doesn't wait for anyone, hurry up and say it!"
Wang Jing's teeth were trembling. He knew that these two people would really kill people. At the same time, he had to intermittently tell the truth about his crimes with Zhang Heyan and Hong Shi in Fengzhou for many years.
Half a stick of incense passed, and Zhou Bian wrote quickly, and his calligraphy went from being handsome and upright at the beginning to becoming cursive script like a dog gnawed, and then he was only finished.
"Good guy..." Zhou Bian touched the sweat on his head and sighed, "I finally understand what it means to be so difficult to write about."
"I have said both righteous men, you can let me go, right?" Wang Jing begged for mercy tremblingly.
Murong Bai glanced at it and then asked: "You are in Honglailiang No., what are you conspiring with Zhang Heyan and Hong Shi?"
Wang Jing's face changed drastically, and he shook his head repeatedly and said, "I didn't say anything, it's just a little bit of homework."
"I'll chat for one night at home?" Murong Bai pressed step by step, "If you hide it, I won't let you go."
Wang Jing gritted his teeth tightly, and a resolute expression appeared on his face—
Whether I die or not, that thing cannot be exposed!
"No, nothing! Even if you kill me, I can't say anything!"
Murong Bai and Zhou Bian looked at each other, and were both puzzled by the backbone that Wang Jing suddenly burst out at the last moment.
"What should I do now?" Zhou Bian frowned.
"He has said enough, enough to sentence him to death. As for what he and Zhang Heyan and Hong Shi have conspired, we can't ask, can't Brother Li still ask?"
Murong Bai smiled and said, "Kill it."
Wang Jing said in shock: "You said you won't kill me!"
Murong Bai ignored him and turned his back.
"What he just said was that he - he won't kill you." Zhou Bian slowly stepped forward and twisted Wang Jing's neck.
"I didn't say anything about me."
"Click—"
...
At the same time, a fierce battle broke out on the other side of Fengzhou City.
No, the fierce battle may be too exaggerated, and the two sides fighting are completely one-sided.
In the end, only soldiers were left wailing and screaming, as well as General Zhang Heyan, the Fengzhou who was alone and unable to support him.
"Stop, you are no match for me." Xiao Xuangan wiped the blood from the knife and said lightly.
"Pooh!"
Zhang Heyan spit out a mouthful of saliva with blood foam, gritted his teeth and said, "If you have the ability, kill me!"
"Have backbone." Xiao Xuangan's eyes showed a look of admiration, "He is a man, much better than your fool's son."
"You beat Shuo'er?" Zhang Heyan's expression was gloomy and clear, "Why do you want to provoke my son who doesn't know any martial arts at all?"
"Because he should fight." Xiao Xuangan said lightly, "It's a pity that we didn't know your identity at the beginning, otherwise I wouldn't have let your son go back alive."
"you?"
"Who are you?"
"Blood Clothes Hall."
"I've never heard of it."
Xiao Xuangan said: "When people like you hear the name of Blood Clothes Hall, they usually have only one consequence."
"What?" Zhang Heyan asked.
"die."
"Hahaha..." Zhang Heyan laughed to the sky, "I, Zhang Heyan, have lived for most of my life. This is the first time I have been threatened."
"There is a lot of noise here. Soon, my soldiers from Fengzhou City will come. Have you run away?"
"You don't need to worry about this." Xiao Xuangan said, "Tell me, what have you and Wang Jinghong Shi conspired?"
Zhang Heyan's eyes showed a look of alert: "What are you asking for?"
"Just curious."
"Ha, you won't want to know in your whole life!"
Xiao Xuangan nodded: "Okay."
The next moment, the long sword that had been sheathed was raised again. Before Zhang Heyan could react, he felt a flash in front of him, and Xiao Xuangan passed by him. He saw the whole world rise and saw his body, his head disappeared, and blood was flowing out of his neck.
General Zhang Heyan of Fengzhou died so simply at the hands of others.
Perhaps in the end, when Zhang Heyan realized his death, he would also regret that he did not do what the man wanted, did not bargain, and fought for a way out for himself.
...
Honglai Grain Number.
Li Xin'an wandered in this huge grain account. With his superb concealment skills, he quickly touched Hong Shi's study.
He once saw Hong Shi walk into the study room with his own eyes and never come out again.
After finally waiting for no one nearby, Li Xin'an walked out of her hiding place and tiptoed over.
The door of the study room is not closed.
He gently pushed open the door and walked into the room, but no trace of Hong Shi was seen.
Li Xinan is no longer surprised by this situation. No need to think that there must be a secret passage in the study!