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Chapter 332 Tribute from the Chachin Khanate

 Zhang Dingbian was wiping a scimitar in the house. The blade was covered with patterns, like flowing clouds and flowing water, giving it a strange beauty.

Jiangdu's army has rejected the alliance request, so his next plan is to kill Zhu Yuanzhang.

As long as Zhu Yuanzhang dies in Jiangdu, it will cause a huge blow to Zhang Yangquan's reputation, and everyone in the world will accuse him of being a cruel and untrustworthy person.

Zhu Yuanzhang's men will desperately seek revenge on him!

However, his goals this time go beyond that.

He not only wanted Zhu Yuanzhang's troops to fight against Jiangdu's army, but also wanted Zuo Junbi to fight against Jiangdu's army.

At that time, the situation will be completely reversed. Jiangdu's army and Zhu Zuo's coalition forces are fighting fiercely, but Tianwan's army can watch the fire from the other side and reap the benefits!

To achieve this, this scimitar is the key.

This sword was given to him by Chen Youliang before he left. It has an extraordinary origin and was a gift from the Kipchak Khanate, one of the four great Mongolian khanates, to Emperor Yuan.

The name of the knife "She Shier" means a knife as beautiful as the crescent moon.

Later, Emperor Yuan rewarded Tuotuo with this sword, and Tuotuo gave it to his younger brother Ye Xian Timur.

When Liu Futong was defeated in the Battle of Shahe, Timur captured the sword first and gave it to his general Guan Duo.

When Liu Futong attacked Luzhou, Guan Duo and Zuo Junbi fought for more than a hundred rounds. In the end, they were no match for Zuo Junbi and were defeated. The sword was also snatched by Zuo Junbi.

Later, the sword was owned by Zuo Junbi.

Zhang Dingbian didn't know how Chen Youliang got the knife, but he knew that as long as the knife was left on Zhu Yuanzhang's body, Zuo Junbi would fight for Jiangdu's army.

Once Zhu Yuanzhang dies, Jiangdu's army will definitely investigate the origin of the sword and then put the responsibility on Zuo Junbi.

After Zuo Junbi heard this, he would definitely think that Jiang Dujun had stolen the knife and then put the shit basin on his head. How could he endure it?

Not only Zuo Junbi would think so, but everyone in the world would not believe Jiang Dujun’s words.

After all, Zuo Junbi had no reason to kill Zhu Yuanzhang, but Jiang Dujun had a great motive!

As a result, the reputation Zhang Yangquan had worked so hard to build collapsed, and the Zhu Zuo family was fighting against him.

Even if he can defeat these two families, he will still have to face the Chunwan Army who are waiting for work.

When the time comes, Tianwan's army will march eastward and be able to unify Jiangnan in one fell swoop.

Zhang Dingbian sometimes had to admire Chen Youliang's mind. A simple assassination plan could be used to such an extent by him.

Now there is only one problem left, and that is to kill Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhang Dingbian did not come with his original identity this time, but pretended to be a groom of the mission.

When Tianwanjun's envoy was negotiating with Jiangdu's army, he had been secretly watching Zhu Yuanzhang's residence.

Zhu Yuanzhang brought a total of twelve personal followers, including three scribes and nine warriors.

Zhang Dingbian observed almost everyone carefully. Those nine people were all highly skilled in martial arts. If he wanted to deal with them in one go, it would take at least two sticks of incense.

During this period of time, Zhu Yuanzhang had long since escaped.

Moreover, this was Jiangdu Prefecture, and there were enough changes during this period, so he gave up the idea of ​​assassinating him at his residence.

The best way is to wait for Zhu Yuanzhang to leave Jiangdu Mansion and intercept him halfway.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang has been staying in Jiangdu Mansion recently and seems to have no intention of leaving, nor can he carry out his plan of robbery and murder along the way.

Since his residence was not available outside the city, Zhang Dingbian could only wait patiently for the opportunity.

Finally, after following Zhu Yuanzhang for several days, he found a better opportunity.

In the evenings these days, Zhu Yuanzhang would go to the Red Mansion near Baobao Lake.

He seemed to be as crazy about Ge Xiao'e and Nie Hongniang as those men who had watched the dance show.

Because Ge Xiao'e has not shown up recently, he can only go to Nie Hongniang, and only brings three followers.

This is an excellent opportunity.

Three people are naturally easier to deal with than twelve people, and if you are lucky, you can avoid these three people and take advantage of Zhu Yuanzhang and Nie Hongniang to be alone and make a sudden move.

After some careful planning, Zhang Dingbian set the day to take action today.

The sun rises and sets, and night falls quietly.

Zhang Dingbian left Guanyi and walked silently on the street, with the scimitar stuck in his waist.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is perfect weather for killing people.

The Red Building is located south of Daming Temple, less than a hundred feet away from the Xichun Terrace where the dance was originally performed, and across the lake from the "Wangchun Tower" on the second floor of Jiangdu.

The dance battle not only made Ge Xiao'e famous in Jiangdu Prefecture, but also made Nie Hongniang famous.

Although she lost to Ge Xiao'e, she still showed extraordinary skills, and Jiangnan people have local plots and prefer Jiangnan women who were born and raised.

Because of this, the Red House is becoming more and more lively every day.

The Red House is similar to a brothel, but also transcends the brothel.

You can eat and drink here, as well as enjoy dance and music, but performing arts does not sell yourself, and the price is higher than that of a brothel, which is equivalent to a high-end club.

When Zhang Dingbian came outside the building, he saw two rows of carriages neatly arranged on both sides of the Red Building. Each carriage was many times more luxurious than Chen Youliang's coffin carriage.

Outside the building gate, there are Zhulan and Jade bricks, which are magnificent and magnificent.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the sweet sounds of silk and bamboo floated out from the gate.

People entering and exiting the Red Mansion are either well-dressed aristocrats or wealthy businessmen and gentry with big bellies.

If someone like Zhang Dingbian wanted to go in, he would probably be stopped by the steward outside the door.

He stood under a tree and looked at the red building expressionlessly.

It is now the end of Youshi, and Zhu Yuanzhang only comes here in the middle of Xushi every day, without exception, so he plans to wait a little longer.

Suddenly, a carriage stopped outside the Red Building, and two people got out of the carriage. One of them was a fat man, and the other was a tall man.

Zhang Dingbian didn't pay much attention to these two people.

However, after the two people got off the carriage, they looked around with a sneaky look, as if they were afraid of being recognized.

The fat man had particularly good eyesight. He actually noticed Zhang Dingbian under the tree, stared at him twice, and then strode over.

Zhang Dingbian frowned, not wanting to cause trouble, and took a step forward to leave.

But the fat man jumped in front of him and stared at Zhang Dingbian's face for a while, then turned his eyes to the scimitar at his waist.

Zhang Dingbian said nothing and stared at the two people expressionlessly.

If anyone else had been stared at by Zhang Dingbian like this, they would have been scared away. However, those two people seemed to be no ordinary people, and they were not afraid of the warning in Zhang Dingbian's eyes.

The burly man also seemed a little puzzled by his companion's behavior and asked: "Brother, what's wrong?"

The fat man said: "Cousin, look at the knife on his waist. Does it look like a Mongolian scimitar?"

The burly man looked down and his expression changed instantly.

"It is indeed a Mongolian scimitar!"

He raised his head and asked Zhang Dingbian: "Hey, friend, why do you have a Mongolian scimitar on you?"

Zhang Dingbian said nothing, his eyes became more fierce, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

His face was originally like a zombie, but now he was staring at the two of them in the dark, looking quite terrifying.

The fat man's face changed slightly, he took a step back and shouted: "I know! You are a craftsman sent by the imperial court, right?"

Zhang Dingbian: "..."

Those two people were Polo Buhua and Yahansha.

After hearing Bo Luo Buhua's words, Yahansha took a step back and shouted to Zhang Ding: "Tell me quickly, are you from Xuzhou? If you don't say anything, we will let the city defense arrest you!"
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Zhang Dingbian's murderous intention grew stronger.

If he were elsewhere, he would have killed these two people long ago.

However, there are people everywhere here, and these two people are on guard. If they really make a big fuss, they may alert Zhu Yuanzhang, and there will be no good opportunity for assassination in the future.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said: "I'm just a passerby, not a craftsman, so please show me your kindness!"

Polo Buhua looked at him and snorted heavily.

"Then why did you stare at the two of us fiercely just now, as if you wanted to kill us?"

Zhang Dingbian lowered his head and bent his waist and said: "I was born with this appearance. I frightened the two gentlemen. Please forgive me!"

Bo Luo Buhua became even more proud. He walked around Zhang Dingbian and asked him: "Is that a Mongolian scimitar on your waist?"

Zhang Dingbian hesitated for a moment and said: "A villain picked it up on the mountain, I don't know if it is."

Polo Buhua reached out to grab his knife, but Zhang Dingbian took a step back and dodged.

Polo Buhua stared.

"Oh! How dare you hide!"

He had noticed before that the scabbard of this sword was particularly exquisite, but now that he saw the other party's attitude, he rolled his eyes and suspected that it was a precious sword.

"I said, brother, if you pick up a weapon, you must hand it over to the public. We both happen to be from the yamen. Let us help you hand over this knife to the public!"

Reach out and grab it again.

Zhang Dingbian took another step back and hid again. The veins on his forehead were beating, and he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer.

Bo Luo Buhua snorted and became even more sure that it was a precious sword. He threatened Zhang Dingbian: "Boy, hiding a weapon privately is a serious crime. Do you want to go to jail?"

Zhang Dingbian suddenly looked left and right, observing the number of people on the street.

Polo Buhua raised his nostrils to the sky and said, "What are you looking at? Do you know who this master is? Tell you, it's no use calling anyone over. Today, this sword is decided by this master!"

Zhang Dingbian took a deep breath, bowed slightly, and was about to take action.

Just kill these two people with lightning speed, then help them to an alley not far away, pretend that they are drunk, I believe no one will notice.

Although there are risks, if you continue to be entangled with these two people, it will definitely affect the assassination plan.

Polo Buhua didn't know that the god of death had already raised the sickle, but he still refused to let go.

"Hey, kid, I'm talking to you! There's no point in pretending to be stupid, hand over the knife quickly!"

Zhang Dingbian turned his hands into claws and spread his five fingers inward, ready to pounce.

At this moment, Yahansha said: "Brother, forget it, there are too many people here, go in quickly, don't be recognized!"

Boluo Buhua hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to give up, reaching out and patting Zhang Dingbian's face.

"Boy, don't look at people like that in the future, otherwise you will suffer sooner or later, you know?"


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