The emperor shouted, "Songzhi, what are you doing?" Let Mingtang say it one by one, not a word is allowed to be hidden, and nothing is allowed to be changed. ”

Wen Songzhi immediately wilted like a frosted eggplant, he drooped his head, glanced at Shen Mingzhu and Xiao Xian, and leaned over to ask for shelter.

Shen Mingtang had no choice but to talk about the matter again, because he and Wen Songzhi had already communicated, so some of the people who didn't know the way also knew the way.

It all started when he was calculated by Wen Song.

Wen Songzhi found him three women and sent them into the room together, but he met the assassin.

As he told everyone what had happened, his thoughts returned to the moment in the past.

That night, he was drunk by Wen Songzhi, and he didn't know anything about what happened later.

While he was sleeping soundly, the Assassin came, and stabbed with his sword.

The assassin must have felt that this time the deal was very easy, it was so simple to kill Shen Mingtang, three thousand taels of silver, easy to get.

He was even a little complacent, he didn't even make a move or two, and the guards outside the door were also quickly dealt with by him, and there was no place to use his fists and kicks.

When he stabbed out with a sword, a trace of regret flashed in his mind.

Who knew that when the trace of regret had not yet crossed his mind, he felt a chill on the top of his head, as if a drop of cold water had dripped into his hair.

He immediately felt that something was wrong, because he had a hood, and there could be no water, and when he thought about moving here, he found that his eyes were red with blood.

It also happened that Shen Mingtang woke up at this time, and looking at the bloody scene in the faint light, he was so shocked that he immediately jumped.

The assassin in front of him was stabbed with a sword from the top of his head, and when the sword was pulled out, blood sprayed out from the top of the man's head, and it splashed directly onto the bed tent.

And there were three women lying on the ground, one dead and two faint.

Then there was a man in black clothes and a black face standing in front of him, who looked similar to the size of Tearless, but his eyes were clearer and quieter, deep and waveless.

He subconsciously cried out with joy, "No tears, no tears, is that you?" You're not dead? ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his head slightly, "Young Master, I have no tears, and I will be responsible for protecting the young master in the future." ”

Shen Mingtang knew that Lu Dao was the secret guard that Xiao Xian had found for him, and he was busy bowing and thanking him, so he was so panicked that he hurriedly grabbed him without tears.

Shen Mingtang said happily: "If you hadn't appeared in time, I would have died here today, let's hurry up and meet Wen Shizi." ”

Without tears, he grabbed him, "Young Master, in case you are assassinated again, it is better to arrange it." ”

Then Shen Mingtang watched without tears clean up the assassin, pretending to be him, then cleaned up again, and then took him away and hid.

Soon, the owner of the teahouse noticed that something was wrong, and then Wen Songzhi rushed in, and Begonia rushed in......

Seeing that Shen Mingtang was not dead, Wen Songzhi immediately thought about letting him cheat to death, and then he could return to Beijing safely all the way, and he also selfishly felt that he could help Shen Mingtang investigate the murderer, so he asked people to send a letter to the capital to report the funeral.

In this way, people who want to kill Shen Mingtang will naturally be very happy, and when they are happy, they will easily show their feet.

It'll be easy to catch when the time comes.

So they kept it a secret from others, saying that Shen Mingtang was assassinated.