Chapter five hundred and eighty-eight: Qing Ben beautiful, how to be a thief
The place where Liu Jian stayed was not far from the envoy's position. Although he was tired, Liu Jian couldn't sleep. His bedroom was illuminated by the slow lights. In order to take special care of him, Honglu Temple specially provided this room for him.
A carbon basin was added. Although the weather was still warm at this time, Liu Jian was weak, so it was natural to add some warmth to the room.
Liu Jian was leaning on the couch, coughing occasionally, holding a book in his hand and reading carefully...
In fact, his mind was a little scattered. The palace seemed to have conveyed some meaning recently and began to gradually use him. Since the incident of Wa Ci, this signal has become more and more obvious. First, he was asked to enter the palace to discuss politics.
, and then asked him to preside over the reception of the Wasi envoy.
You must know that the palace asked Liu Jian to go home to recuperate, and did not revoke his position as a bachelor, so Liu Jian was not considered an official. But now, the palace began to let Liu Jian do things, although he has not been allowed to do so.
Being on duty in the cabinet also means that the palace no longer admits that Liu Jian is 'ill', and it will only be a matter of time before he recovers.
How could Liu Jian not feel the hint from the palace? But now, he hesitated.
He is indeed not young. He has been a bachelor for ten years and has done a lot of things. Liu Jian even feels that it is a blessing in disguise. At this time, he can be regarded as quitting the official career and recuperating at home.
Over the past few days, I couldn't help but look down on fame and fortune.
Therefore, he was not eager to try the signal sent by the palace, but felt a little exhausted physically and mentally. But what he was most worried about at the moment was the Tatar envoy. Now that the deputy envoy was seriously injured and died, the Tatars will pursue it, and the Ming Dynasty will definitely pursue it.
Compromise. There is no difference between the Tatars and Wazi. They are both jackals. If they use this matter to be aggressive, how should the Ming Dynasty respond? Is it really true that they are giving up their meat to feed the wolves?
Thinking of this, Liu Jian looked even more worried and put down the book absentmindedly. Suddenly, a voice came in. It was a very slight creaking sound, as if the door downstairs had opened.
Not only that, but there was also the sound of tiptoeing. This sound was very low and could not be heard. Although Liu Jian was old, his ears were always sensitive, but he could hear the movement.
He sat cross-legged on the couch. His eyes became sharp. The old man with white beard and hair was not nervous at all, but his face was a bit stern.
It was quiet in the attic, and Liu Jian listened with a solemn expression. There was no more movement, but he had a feeling that a pair of murderous eyes were staring at him from an unknown corner.
There is murderous intent!
Liu Jian sneered and shouted suddenly: "Who is it?"
This voice was very powerful, not only knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, but also calling to wake up the guards downstairs.
But the guards downstairs made no movement at all. But a man slowly walked out from behind the screen in the room.
She wears a Confucian shirt and a turban, long eyebrows and red lips, eyes like stars, and even her walking posture is a bit elegant. Although she is wearing men's clothing, it still cannot conceal the gracefulness of this beauty, but her fat and jade-like catkins are not concealed.
He is holding a dagger tightly.
The dagger was one foot long, and its edge gleamed under the bright light.
"You?" Liu Jian was calm and composed, but he still couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Are you the scholar who came in with Lian Guogong?"
"It's me." Li Ruofan said with a bit of pride on his face, "Mr. Li Ge may not have thought of it."
Liu Jian was not interested in answering Li Ruofan's question. His face was solemn and livid as he said, "Are you from Duke Lian?"
At his age, he has reached the age where he knows his destiny. Although he told everyone he met that he no longer cares about worldly affairs, but at this time he thought of a possibility. But he still couldn't help but feel worried. Liu Chengfeng brought this person in.
Could it be that Liu Chengfeng is
The mastermind? If so. This Liu Chengfeng is really ambitious. However, this guy is still a favorite of the emperor and holds real power in the Imperial Guard. Not to mention he also has huge wealth. If this person has evil intentions, the consequences will be extremely serious.
Li Ruofan smiled, still with that arrogant smile. Using common slang, this Li Ruofan was a person with his tail raised to the sky. A trace of contempt flashed across her eyes, and she said lightly: "Liu Chengfeng? He...
He's just a chess piece, but then again, if it weren't for him, my partner and I wouldn't be able to get in here." Through a window,
That is to say, you can see an attic next door. The attic opposite is dark and gloomy without any light. Li Ruofan couldn't help but said: "Presumably by this time, the Tatar envoy has also died. Liu Gong, I have been away from the customs for a long time."
When I heard your name, I thought, if Waci had a wise man like you, the lives of the people would be much easier."
"But..." Li Ruofan's beautiful face turned cold, and he said calmly: "It's just a pity that Han and traitors are not at odds with each other. Today, I have to kill you."
Liu Jian breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of death. At his age, he was more planning for his afterlife. Just now he suspected that Liu Chengfeng might be the mastermind behind the scenes. Now it seemed that these assassins were just taking advantage of Liu Chengfeng.
Feng, at least...even if he died, there would be no serious troubles in the court.
Are you going to die...?
Liu Jian sighed softly, like an old horse on the verge of death, with a trace of sadness finally passing through his eyes.
Once upon a time, he was a high-spirited young man who rose to prominence. He also met the woman he loved, cried and laughed for others. He lived for decades and the past events were vivid in his mind. But now, everything is over.
Liu Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you kill me, are you confident that you can escape?"
Li Ruofan smiled and said: "If I can kill you, I will have no regrets."
Liu Jian smiled and said: "I didn't expect that at this age, when I can no longer be used in any important role, there are still people who care about me. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad."
Li Ruofan had already raised his blade and was approaching, and said slowly: "In the desert, old jackals are useless. They will be abandoned by the wolves. The same is true for my people. As you Han people say, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and every generation
The new man is better than the old man; but in my opinion, an old Liu Jian cannot be underestimated, so Liu Gong must die today."
The dagger was sharp and he raised it high. With a scolding sound, the dagger swept across a perfect arc and struck Liu Jian fiercely.
Qianli's figure stepped forward, and at this critical moment, suddenly, a figure suddenly passed behind the bed, and a long knife suddenly stabbed Li Ruofan.
The sudden turn of events really made Li Ruofan not expect that her dagger was not long, but the opponent's sharp blade had already reached her chest. If she had sent one more point forward, she would definitely die.
Li Ruofan had to turn around to avoid the killing sword and barely stood firm, only to find a man standing in front of Liu Jianjin.
Li Ruofan recognized this person.
With a tall build, a strong back and sharp waist, and sharp angles on his face, he is Gao Qiang who is accompanying Liu Chengfeng.
"Is it you?"
Li Ruofan bit his lip and said angrily.
Gao Qiang remained silent, because at this time, the sound of stepping boots was heard in the corridor. Immediately, the door opened, and a young man with the appearance of jewels came in. Who could it be if it wasn't Liu Chengfeng?
Liu Chengfeng pursed his lips and chuckled, looked at Li Ruofan and said: "Miss Li came to Liu Gong in the middle of the night to ask for tea. She is quite like the Wei and Jin Dynasties. However, although this move is elegant, it is unwise."
Li Ruofan was stunned for a moment, his pretty face turned slightly red, and he said coldly: "So you had already expected that I was the real assassin?"
Liu Chengfeng sighed and said: "I have always hoped that Miss Li would be my close friend, but..."
"But what?" I have to say that Li Ruofan's indifferent look is still very good-looking.
Liu Chengfeng said: "You are a beautiful woman, how can you be a thief?"
Li Ruofan was stunned for a moment, and the frost on his face actually melted a little, but he still said calmly: "Everyone has his own master. Han and thieves are not mutually exclusive. If you are from Wazai, maybe we can do it..."
Liu Chengfeng sneered with naked contempt. This smile almost stung Li Ruofan's self-esteem, and Li Ruofan couldn't help but smooth his hair. Liu Chengfeng said proudly: "It's a pity that I am a Han and you are a thief.
"
Li Ruofan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is this how Lian Guogong looks at me?"
This murmur actually made Liu Chengfeng's heart ache. The more it was like this, the colder Liu Chengfeng's face became, and he said: "Are you going to fight without mercy, or will you let my people take action?"
While he was talking, bursts of noise came from the two attics. Countless people held torches and surrounded the place. A group of people rushed into the attic.
Li Ruofan regained his arrogance and said slowly: "If I don't surrender and are captured, does it mean that Duke Lian really wants to kill me?"
Liu Chengfeng's face twitched with alcohol and meat, and he almost said a sentence - shoot without mercy.
But the next moment, Li Ruofan suddenly smiled, half-smiling but not smiling: "It's easy to catch me without restraint. I just have something I want to ask you for advice."
Liu Chengfeng said: "You want to ask how I can see the fine workmanship of your tiles?"
Li Ruofan didn't say anything anymore, Liu Chengfeng had already answered the question for him.
Liu Jian, who was sitting on the couch, also took off his shoes and glanced at Liu Chengfeng with vague curiosity in his heart.
Liu Chengfeng said calmly: "Since Miss Li wants to hear it, I might as well tell the truth. Everyone should exit and bring the tea. We only need to leave Miss Li, Mr. Liu and Gao Qiang here."
He gave the order, and the captains who rushed in looked at each other. No one knew what kind of medicine this Master Qian was selling in his gourd, but they still retreated like a tide... Chapter 1 has been delivered, please vote for me.
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