On this day, Hong Yushi felt very aggrieved.

When he got up in the morning, he was still very happy, the "murder sword" that had been sharpened all night in the Taoyuan Cave, he was refreshed in the morning, and he was going to play a majestic role on the flowing people, and reproduce the grand occasion of the peach blossoms blooming last night.

Fortunately, he has a holy decree in his hand, Luo Yunyun's old slippery head didn't dare not give in, but Chen Ruzhi was just kicked aside, and he actually jumped out of Yao'er who also carried the holy decree, Hong Seyan didn't have a curse, and returned to the governor's mansion angrily, and just boiled a pot of tea in the afternoon, and before he could get his way, the white-haired Chen Ruzhi helped Yao'er to find him unlucky.

At first glance, seeing Yao'er blindfolded, Hong Seyan was very surprised, and when he learned that Yao'er had actually met an assassin, he immediately gloated, the only thing that made him regret that the assassin's knife was a little crooked, and he didn't really stab Yao'er to death. However, looking at Yao'er's unlucky appearance, Hong Seyan was still very happy.

It's a pity that his happy mood didn't last long, and he was soon destroyed by the chattering questions of Yao'er and Chen Ruzhi and the bad performance of Luo Yunyun's wall grass.

Yao'er has been in Kou Qing Palace for so long, and she knows the judicial process well, although her eyes are inconvenient, but she doesn't need eyes at the moment, as long as her mouth can still speak.

Yao'er questioned one by one from the legal procedure, Hong Seyan simply violently enforced the law and closed the case hastily, just thinking that there would be a set of satisfactory statements to satisfy the queen, who would have thought that someone would question the process of his questioning, and his interrogation and closing process was full of loopholes. There is no way to resist Yao'er's questioning.

Chen Ruzhi has been a county governor for many years, and now as a county assassin, he is in charge of the administrative affairs of a state. Judicial is not a layman. However, some Yao'er questioned this issue, and he focused on how the displaced people lived in their own country, citing the number of displaced people, especially the proportion of men, women, and children among them, to prove how absurd it was to point out that they had rebelled.

Yao'er and Chen Ruzhi were aggressive, Luo Yunyun was paddling and playing soy sauce as always, Hong Seyan was embarrassed by Yao'er and Chen Ruzhi's questions, and the most annoying thing was that there was a crowd of onlookers watching his jokes next to him. I don't know if Hong Yushi, who has this psychological shadow, still has the interest of flying tonight.

In one afternoon, Hong Seyan collapsed. At last. Chen Ruzhi proposed, Luo Yunyun abstained, and Yao'er agreed. It was decided to return the exiles to their places of residence, and to send only a small number of officers and soldiers to guard them to prevent them from escaping. Re-examining the evidence of their rebellion, Hong Seyan had nothing to do.

Torrential rain came suddenly in the afternoon.

This place has always had abundant rain at the turn of spring and summer. It's not uncommon to see weather like this when the sun is shining brightly and the rain is pouring down for a moment.

A few people in robes stepped on the rain all over the ground. In the rainstorm, one foot deep and one shallow foot trudged hard, and one person in the middle was also wearing a robe, but there was another person holding an oil-paper umbrella for him above his head, but the rain was too heavy, and the raindrops strung together were blown by the fluttering wind, and constantly fluttered on the person, and the umbrella shook in the wind and rain, which did not play any role at all.

Several clothed men hurriedly walked into the gate of the Assassin's Mansion. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and the hat pushed back. Showing their faces, the person in the middle was Chen Ruzhi.

He had just returned from the Governor's Mansion, and Yu Shi Hong Seyan was in a hurry to leave, resolutely refusing Luo Chunyun's kindness to summon the Weizhou bureaucrats to serve him. Luo Yunyun had no choice but to send Hong Seyan away, and only after returning to the city did she ask Chen Ruzhi to go over and report the situation. Who knew that after just a while, it began to rain heavily.

There are long corridors on both sides of the gate of the Assassin's Mansion that go around the middle hall and the back house, Chen Ruzhi walked down the corridor on one side, shaking his soaked robe, and asked, "Where is Qin Cha now?" ”

The housekeeper replied, "It has just been raining heavily, and Qin Cha is quite sleepy, and has already gone back to his room to rest, and told me not to disturb him." ”

Chen Ruzhi wanted to tell Yao'er the news of Hong Seyan's departure immediately, but when he heard that he had rested, he turned to his study.

Lao Dou, the doorman of the Assassin's Mansion, waited for Ah Lang and a few guards to return to the house, then closed the door again, and made a few basins of water to wash the footprints of yellow mud on the stepping stone, when he returned to his gatehouse, he suddenly found that something was missing, Lao Dou looked around, and then realized that the robe hanging on the wall was gone.

It is rainy in this season, and rain gear is always available. Although he didn't go out much, he also hung a spare piece on the wall when he entered the door, because he hung it there every day, and he usually didn't pay much attention to it, but he didn't notice when it was taken away.

Lao Dou patted his forehead and scolded: "It must be Kuang Si'er's kid who took advantage of the heavy rain to steal my coat and go out to gamble." Lao Dou scolded twice and didn't care, anyway, no one would come to the Assassin's Mansion to steal a piece of clothing, it must be an acquaintance to take it.

Heavy rain together. The customers of the fish market street dispersed, and the rain poured down on the ground, because it could not be drained for a while, and the water reached the knees. The ground in the fish market street is dirty. Washed by the rain, the sewage mixed with fish heads and fish internal organs flow to the low-lying place, which is fishy here on weekdays, but lighter in the heavy rain.

The customers on the street are gone, and a few vendors hide under their canopies customers who don't have rain gear and haven't had time to go home. The fish dealer scooped up the turbid stream on the ground with a large wooden basin, and poured a basin on the board under the rain that the rain could not pour, washing out the blood stains and the internal organs of the fish head and scales.

A man dressed in a cloak appeared on the street of the fish market. He waded through the filthy rain and walked west from the east end of the fish market, and at first no one noticed him, until he came to the end and turned back. This attracted the attention of some shelterers from the rain. It's just that he was wearing a robe, because he was afraid that the rain would pour on his face, and he deliberately lowered his head, so he couldn't see his appearance at all. I can only guess from his smooth chin that this person is not very old.

The flags hanging from the stalls of the fish sellers hung listlessly in the rain, occasionally swept by the wind. The triangular flag was opened, and it was immediately beaten back to its original shape by the dense rain. But just this moment is enough for people to see the handwriting on it.

The man in the cloth walked from the east end of the fish market to the west end, and he only saw a stall surnamed Chen, so when he walked back. went straight to this house.

Lao Chen tied a leather apron and was washing the board under the tarpaulin, and the rain hit the tarpaulin overhead. Make a "poof" sound. The dirty blood, fish scales, internal organs and other materials on the board were washed into the billowing sewage by basins of water.

There were still some slimy fish offal on the legs, Lao Chen scooped up a basin of sewage with a large wooden basin, and just about to rinse it, the man in the cloth walked under the shed. Lao Chen glanced at him coldly, a basin of water was splashed out, and some sewage was splashed on the person's coat, and he didn't care.

He just glanced at it. I know that this person is not here to take care of his business, probably just borrowing the shed in front of his door to protect him from the wind and rain. However, the man in the coat looked at him. actually spoke: "Excuse me! ”

Lao Chen glanced at him impatiently, this person hung his head, his facial features were not clear, and the rain was dripping on his robe. Only the part below his nose could be seen. This is a young man, with a tall nose and well-defined lips, not ugly. However, the heavy rain disrupted the business, and Lao Chen was in a bad mood, so he frowned and asked unhappily, "What's the matter?" ”

The young man didn't care about his bad attitude, he smiled politely, and the corners of his mouth hooked two laugh lines: "Excuse me." Don't Shangguan believe it? ”

Old Chen was startled and raised his head suddenly. The young man was still smiling, he still didn't look up, there were laugh lines on his lips, and there were two dimples on his cheeks.

The wooden basin in Lao Chen's hand fell into the rain nearly a foot deep with a "poof", splashing a splash. Lao Chen hurriedly stepped forward and picked up a sharp knife stuck on the board.

This sharp knife is what he used to slaughter fish, and it was sharpened every day, and when he washed it with water, the blood stain on the knife had been washed clean, and the sharp knife was in his hand, and the cold light was shining.

Lao Chen held the knife in his hand, and without saying a word, he slashed at the young man from top to bottom, just like when he usually slaughtered a big fish, even if it was a big fish weighing 100 catties, hanging on the iron hook under the shed, he only slashed, from the gills to the tail fin, and then reached out and pulled out, and the fish floated fish belly with bloody internal organs can be cleaned up.

"Ahh

The customers who took shelter from the rain under the shed opposite couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw this scene.

The young man looked up at the knife that had been slashed from the air, the tip of the knife arcing, skimming the tip of his nose, and seeing that it was about to touch his chest, and then slashing downward, it would accurately cut open his robe and his belly, and at this time there was a shining phantom in the air that did not disappear.

The young man's hands stretched out from under his coat like lightning, Lao Chen only felt that his wrist was numb, and the young man in front of him was still standing there decently, his coat was not cut, and his belly was not separated from side to side like a big fish hanging on a hook, the young man was still laughing, smiling and saying, "It seems that he is still here, right?" ”

As he spoke, his head was raised, and Lao Chen saw that this handsome young man seemed to have an eye disease, and his eyes were a little red and swollen. Lao Chen looked down at his chest again, his hand was still tightly gripping the hilt, but the blade, which was more than a foot long, had penetrated through the gap in the third rib on his chest.

Lao Chen has killed people, although he has killed more fish. If he hadn't killed someone, he wouldn't have been so decisive, so when he saw the knife, he knew he was dying. He looked up, and a pair of eyes like those dried fish hanging under the shed, bulging out deadly, staring at the man in the cloth.

The man in the cloth was walking into the house, and as he walked, he said to himself, "He is really hiding here!" Lawless land, lawless people! ”

Lao Chen suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard this, a lawless person has been killed by you, who are you?

The fishmongers under the shed and in the other stalls on the opposite side looked at the place in amazement, and some people were already nervously picking up knives and harpoons.

Lao Chen shook a little, fell into the dirty sewage with a thud, was washed by the flowing rainwater, and drifted out of the shed little by little, moving in the direction of the drainage ditch.

A moment later, there was a roar and fighting sound in Lao Chen's shack, because there was no business in the rain, Lao Chen had already put on the door panel, leaving only a door to enter and exit, at this time there was a loud "bang", the door panel was hit by a huge force, and it burst open, and the card slot under the door panel was also broken, and a row of door panels "snapped" in the stagnant water, splashing on the faces of the spectators on the opposite side as if they had seen a ghost.

The spectators were amazed to see a limp body, as if all the bones of its body had been shattered, tumbling outward from the sloping door panel several times, planting its head in the water, and resting its feet on the door panel, silent. Then, the man in the cloak walked out step by step, still with his head down, and still no one could see his appearance.

The clothed man walked forward step by step through the rolling muddy water, and there was a feeling of blood and veins, which was what he longed for the most when he was a teenager, but how long had he not felt this way?

He is a ranger in the city, hiding between the alleys, happy and unrestrained. Later, he found that his personal force was nothing compared to the powerful power of the government, and in order to take revenge and master greater power, he resolutely threw himself into the officialdom.

But the official has been doing it for a long time, and he has been abiding by a bunch of rules all day long, and he has almost forgotten this simplest and most effective method, so that he has to be limited by the rules and follow the rules everywhere, and even the things that can be solved without rules are used to solve them within the rules.

The terrible consequences of almost being blind to Yao'er and the threat of Shangguan's unbelief to an innocent child aroused anger in his heart. To be a Feng woman again today, my heart is really happy!

At the same time, and most importantly, the killing of people on the streets of the fish market broke the shackles in his heart.

The lightning flashed in the sky like a purple python, and then a thunderbolt fell, shaking the earth violently, and the people in the clothes suddenly laughed loudly in the thunderstorm, and chanted: "I kill people on the streets of the fish market, the sky pours heavy rain and washes the red dust, an idle matter does not ask, Jing Keyuan and Qin Wuyi ......"

The man in the cloth waded through the rain, and his steps became bigger and bigger, like chopping waves, towards the end of the long street, and there were many pairs of eyes looking at him under the staggered sheds on both sides, some fearful, some suspicious, and some fierce, but no one dared to rush up.

The man in the cloth walked as if no one was around, laughing, and disappeared into the confused rain and fog......

Lao Dou, the gatekeeper, went to the latrine, and when he came back, he found that his coat had been hung in the gatehouse, and the clothes were drenched with water, and there were some mud and branches on the hem, and there was a puddle of water on the ground, and there were droplets of water on the robe.

Lao Dou couldn't help but scold again: "Kuang Si'er, this turtle son!" Then he took off his coat and rinsed it.

Chen Tingshi's dinner was simple and sumptuous, two alfalfa and egg-filled Hu cakes, a bowl of coriander (coriander), soup and delicious noodles, a plate of fried bean sprouts, and a plate of fresh fish, this is his dinner today.

Of course, there is also good wine, and Lao Zhang will drink a cup of Jiannan Roast Spring every night. He never drinks too much, just a cup every night, just to invigorate his blood, not to drink.

"Alang!"

The steward called and hurried in. Zhang's rules are strict, adhering to the sage instruction of "food does not speak", when Chen Ruzhi eats, only this personal steward dares to come in and disturb, and as long as the steward comes in at this time, there must be a big report.

The steward knelt down in front of Chen Ruzhi, leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "Shangguan doesn't believe it!" ”

Chen Ruzhi took a sip of wine, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "He killed him?" ”

"Yes!"

"Hehe......"

Chen Ruzhi laughed: "Okay! All right! This person does not respect the king's law, does not abide by the rules, as long as he thinks it is right, he will do it, and he doesn't care what means he uses, this young man can be a comrade! ”

Chen Ruzhi raised his neck, drank the residual wine in the toast in one gulp, stroked his beard, handed the wine cup to the steward, and said happily: "Make an exception tonight and pour another cup for the old man!" (To be continued......)