Li Renfu, the head of the capital, has become more and more cautious these days, because His Majesty's mood has not been good recently, and His Majesty's mood is not good, so the queen Chabi's mood will also be low, although the queen is lenient and will not be angry with the palace people, but if something really goes wrong, he, the head of the capital, has to be ruthless, so as not to hurt himself from the unhappiness→.

More than 20 years ago, he was kidnapped by the Yuan people from his hometown of Hamgyong Province, and more than 100 men and women in the same township, most of whom were deacons in this palace, and he was promoted all the way to the governor of the Inner Servant Province, the head of the Queen's Palace, who governed hundreds of palace people inside and outside the palace, most of whom were Goryeo people of the same race.

"Let's take it out, go to Guanghuisi to find someone to show him, and let others do his mess. You too, you have to be careful in doing things, haven't you heard the rumors of the previous dynasty, several Mongolian masters have lost their heads, and you minions are just wrapped in broken mats, thrown on mass graves, and cheapened the stomachs of wild dogs. ”

Due to physiological reasons, his voice is sharp and thin, like a duck being stepped on by the neck, this rhetoric, which palace people do not praise him for his kindness, only those who understand the details will be clear, this person has a special idiocy that is not known.

He ordered someone to carry out a palace man who had just been whipped, which was actually not a big deal, but he had to be tortured when he hit the point. and commanded people to clean up the traces of this qiē, so as not to be seen, then it was time for him to eat the melon by himself, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, a young yellow door hurriedly walked over, attached to his ear and said.

"What, traveled, what time will it be, how long will it take to come back." Li Renfu was immediately a little displeased.

"Steward, I heard from the family of Master Diethorn that I went to Liaodong, and this time I am afraid that I will have to go for a few days, because I am in a hurry, I can't wait for the chief steward to return home, so I can only confess first." Xiao Huangmen said with a bitter face, learning from others' tones.

"And what about what I want?" Li Renfu frowned, how could he not be familiar with Liaodong, when he got there, it would not be far from his hometown, the problem was that this time and again, it would take a month to work hard, so how could he wait for that long.

"It's hard to say, Master Diethorn explained before leaving, something happened in the south, things may be later, he prepared another generous gift, and it has been sent to the house."

Li Renfu waved his hand after listening, what a generous gift, it was nothing more than some property, although he also liked it very much, but compared with those things, he was a little interested. He has long been short of money, what is the use of more money for people like him, as soon as he thinks of those things, Li Renfu is a little warm, there are no new goods, and the old goods in the house can barely deal with it, he wonders if he should take advantage of the rest of the day to go back.

When the news reached Liu Yu, it was already dark, because Li Shiyi had not come back, no one dared to make a decision, and even Liu Yu couldn't make up his mind when he got the news, whether to take a risk.

It's not that this person is powerful, the key is that he has been on an errand in the palace, and there is no time to go back to the house one day, if you miss today, and you don't know when there will be a letter, the pheasant slave on the side saw it, and his eyes began to roll again.

"No, you can't go anywhere tonight." This straw crushed the last camel in Liu Yu's heart, and the little girl's thoughts were written on her face, how could he be willing to let her take risks?

"If you don't go, you won't go, is it possible that you won't sleep yet?" The pheasant slave muttered in a low voice, she knew that the trick of selling cuteness was not good for Brother Yu, but she had another idea.

"What do you say, even if you sleep, then I have to be with you." Liu Yu glared at her, and said without hesitation, the little girl didn't care about pouting, she didn't hear what she meant, and the two of them didn't sleep together, but they just slept.

The two of them really slept together today, the pheasant slave and his body lay on the big bed, and after a while, he fell asleep, Liu Yu glanced at her sleeping little face, and slowly tiredness came up. Stubbornly held on for a moment, I can only blame that there is too little entertainment here, and there is not even a TV program to pass the time, I have the heart to go to the city to spend the night, and the current identity is not very convenient, so the sleep these days is regular, the biological clock is at the point, and he can't carry it, and a cigarette is only halfway smoking, so he tilted his head and leaned on the side of the bed.

Almost as soon as his snoring sounded, the pheasant slave opened her eyes, she quietly turned over and got off the ground, put her boots in her hand, turned to look at Brother Yu, resisted the thought of carrying him to the bed, tiptoed out of the room, and gently closed the door. The forbidden soldier on duty on the side looked at her and turned his head, and the pheasant slave put on his boots two or three times, and looked up at the sky, and a bright moon was disappearing into the clouds, turning into a curve, and slowly disappearing.

There is a night ban in the capital, of course, it is the ordinary Han people who are banned, and those with identity are not among them, and the Han army is even more so, they are originally the main force of the night patrol. The pheasant slave who slipped out of the door was dressed in a set of hundred-household costumes, and took the old dog out of the alley to the middle street of the capital, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to normal, swaggering with a knife, and walked in the direction of the target.

The layout of the market in the city is similar to that of the Song people, the difference is that there is no tall square door, those who are leaning on the wall and dozing off the door when they see the two of them, they nod their heads busily, as for the authenticity, who dares to go up to verify? Are you tired of being crooked?

"Are people still in there?" The pheasant slave came to a secluded place on the corner of the street, squatted down and asked a clueless question, and before the old dog who followed behind him could reply, a black shadow on the side suddenly moved, and if he didn't look carefully, he thought it was a stone.

"I entered the door at the time, and I never came out again, and no one went in again, sister, why are you here, let's do this work, you go and take care of the waiting." The dark shadow whispered.

"Alright, I'll go around the back door, and you keep watching." When the pheasant slave got the exact news, he stood up and walked forward, and the old dog hurriedly followed, and the black shadow shook a little, and then shrank into the corner, still standing there motionless.

This mansion occupies a large area, and it has been circled far away until it reaches the corner gate at the other end, and as expected, there are also its own people watching. At this time it was already dark, the door was naturally closed, the pheasant slave looked into the distance, no one walked in the distance, she walked to the side of the watcher and bowed her head and said a word, and took the old dog to touch it, the courtyard wall was too high, without the help of others, she could not jump.

The terrain of the house has already been discovered by them, when there will be patrols, where to hide, although it is not familiar with the road, but the general direction is still clear. The pheasant slave went up to the wall, and did not rush down, but carefully observed for a while, she bent down, dragged the old dog up, and the two slowly crawled forward along the wall, until a corner did they hold the two sides of the wall and touch it.

Unlike usual, there are obviously more people in the house, especially the seven-room tiled house surrounded by rockeries surrounded by rockeries through the flower hall to the backyard. The door of the room was wide open, and the sound of laughter was faintly heard, and in front of the door stood several guards with large shoulders and round waists, and from time to time maids with wine and food came in and out.

"Even the one in the front yard, there are no less than fifty people, sister, not tonight." The old dog counted silently for a while, and said softly, the pheasant slave knew what he meant, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Of course, there are more people on his side, but there is no good opportunity at the moment, this is not far from the imperial city, and it is the key area of the Tartar night patrol. And to deal with so many people silently, and then safely withdraw after killing the target, it is not possible to do it without a careful plan in advance, and the pheasant slave just lacks this experience, and she is better at responding to the situation.

"It's all here, let's see." It's still a little unwilling to say the end, but the pheasant slave knows that he can't be reckless, otherwise he will at least implicate the person who is almost equal to a brother next to him.

The old dog reluctantly followed her footsteps, relying on the cover of those rockeries, the two of them gradually dived to the back compartment, where many flowers and trees were planted, but there was no one walking, which made the old dog's heart relax a lot.

Because of the proximity, the voices in the room became clear, it seemed that there were both men and women, and the pheasant slave bent down and touched under one of the open windows, and heard a very strange sound from inside, she took off her helmet, and dared to look up and peek secretly, and immediately blushed.

Almost in front of a slump under the window, a man sat sideways with his clothes open, and a woman in his arms, with only a thin veil draped over her body, and even the color of her belly pocket could be clearly seen. The man's eyes narrowed, with a very pleasant expression, but his hand was hidden in the woman's body, not knowing what he was doing, so that the woman made a low voice from time to time, which was the kind she had just heard.

"Ahh The pheasant slave was about to lower her head, but she didn't expect an exclamation to suddenly sound in the house, she thought she was being seen, she had just hidden under the window, and was about to find a quick escape route, only to hear a man's voice from inside.

"It hurts?"

"The slave doesn't hurt, beg the master to reward more." The woman's voice made the pheasant slave stunned, it sounded very young, not at all what she imagined.

"Forget it, it's always a few of you, you're tired of it, wait for Ming'er to send some fresh ones in, you pack up and go to serve others, it's boring, go back to the palace." After the man finished speaking, he pushed away the woman on his body and walked out on his own, completely ignoring the woman's crying and pleading.

After waiting for a while, there was no other movement in the room, and then the pheasant slave raised his head and quietly looked into the room, there were still wine and food on several couches, and on the seat just now, a woman sat there in a daze, her face was covered with tears, and from the side, although she was coated with a lot of fat powder, her size and face all showed that she was far younger than herself, and she was only eleven or twelve years old.