The autumn wind was bleak, and a few yellow leaves fell from the branches, and quietly fell in the Yangzhou Mansion.

This year, Yang Wenwen, the county magistrate who is over half a hundred years old, is standing in the courtyard with a sad face at this time.

Although the providence was cold, his forehead was full of sweat.

"Hey, what an event!"

Looking at the falling yellow leaves, Yang Wenwen, who was a little thin, finally let out a long sigh, and then raised his feet and walked outside the mansion.

Today's Yangzhou City, it seems to be the same as before, pedestrians are not in a hurry to walk on the road, merchants are slowly soliciting customers, everything is the same as yesterday.

However, if someone can stand on a high place and overlook the whole city, they will find that today's Yangzhou City is a little different from the past.

In the past, the streets were brisk and poetic, but today there are suddenly three more groups of people, all hurrying through the streets.

Looking at the target, it is the alley where Xiao Mansion is located.

Three strands of people.

One is the Yangzhou County Order Yang article.

The second is the governor of Yangzhou, Shi Cui Jingzhi.

The third is the dozens of light horsemen who came from afar.

And among the three groups of men and horses, those light horses are the most eye-catching.

Without him, it was only because the light rider was leading the way with a clay man.

Well, it's still a clay figure that runs faster than a rabbit!

The guard, who was covered in mud and water, and couldn't even care about wiping it, may never have thought that he could run so fast when he was getting old! So much so that the horses that followed him had to run with their hooves raised in order to keep up with him.

Of course, the reason why the guards ran so fast was not because of the spears in the light riders behind them.

In fact, those light horsemen have not been urging since they entered the city.

He ran so fast just to get the group to the place so that he could get away from the dark memories that made him creep.

I still remember many years ago on the Grand Canal, after the extremely luxurious dragon boat sailed by.

Outside Yangzhou City, there was a Jinlan carriage that also planted a yellow flag.

The guard back then was just a small soldier who had just come to report, so after seeing the strange carriage, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

It was these few glances that turned into a lingering nightmare for him for so many years!

On that day, several big heads rolled around on the ground! The crimson blood was drenched all over the yellow earth at the city gate.

The man in the car was like an ant stepping to death.

The lofty eyes and the feminine tone of the human voice became a terrifying memory that the guards will never forget.

To this day, the guards have not figured out why the eunuch in the palace killed and what was the reason?

Is there no reason for him to kill people at all?

Or is it just a fucking look at you that doesn't like it?

The guard has never been able to think clearly about this question, and may not be able to think clearly for the rest of his life, and the only thing he remembers clearly is the yellow flag.

A yellow flag represents the supremacy of monarchy and life and death.

This is the reason why he can still recognize the yellow flag at a glance even after many years.

Sun Simiao's residence is not far from the city gate, and the pace of the guards is really not slow. It only took half a cup of tea to make an appointment, and the group of light riders had already arrived on the street where Xiao Han's house was located.

"Master Jun, the corner in front is Sun Shenxian's home!"

Holding on to an ancient blue brick wall, the guard pointed to the house not far in front of him, and said with difficulty.

According to the past, if he brought someone here, he would definitely talk to him about Sun Simiao's immortal deeds.

But today, he just honestly showed the way, except for gasping for breath, he didn't say a word of nonsense.

"Then take a look around, the two must not be too far apart."

"Whoa!"

The voice of the old woman in the carriage sounded again, and the light horsemen immediately clenched their fists in response, and then the whip was flicked on the horse's buttocks, and the horses under their crotches immediately galloped out.

Ride out fast and come back faster!

Because they only ran a few steps, they had already seen the plaque of the Xiao Mansion.

There is no way, on this street, Xiao Han's family hangs a pair of red lanterns, and it is difficult for them to see it!

When the carriages came to the door again, the two carriages stopped, and immediately someone hung up the stools.

The old woman slowly stepped out of the carriage with her hands on her hands, and then looked up at the pair of red lanterns in front of her, and a smile gradually appeared on her somewhat tired face.

"It's here!"

"yes, it's finally here, it's finally in time!"

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In the courtyard, after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, unconsciously, the atmosphere of the banquet became a little warm.

It is said that wine is strong and intimidating, and there is really nothing wrong with this.

On weekdays, the timid and afraid of things, or the honest wooden to the three sticks, can't beat a fart guy.

After pouring a few glasses of wine, he completely let go of himself, and there was no big speaker to announce: Tianwang Laozi is second, and he is first!

During the banquet, someone picked up a wine glass and ran to Xiao Han to toast.

Well, you can toast well, after all, it's a guest.

But if you have to put your arm around your master's shoulders and say something to make money, to earn money for your conscience, and not to take ill-gotten gains, it will be somewhat rude.

As for the toast, Yin Can at the same table is too lazy to serve wine and drink together, so you can't be angry and smash the wine glass on the spot, right?

"Smack......

The white porcelain wine glass shattered into slag on the ground, and the clear wine was sprinkled all over the ground, and the aroma of wine was everywhere.

When Xiao Han saw that he dropped the wine glass, he immediately secretly screamed that it was not good! Thanks to his quick eyes and quick hands, he reached out to hold Yin Can, who was about to get up.

"This brother, you've drunk too much!" Frowning at the unnamed drunken neighbor, Xiao Han's voice grew colder.

"I didn't drink much!"

His eyes were a little blurred, and the middle-aged neighbor who was already seven or eight points drunk heard this, shouted, and then waved his hand suddenly, shook off the person who came to pull him, and stumbled at Yin Can and said:

"Little white face, Lao Tzu's toast is to give you face, you don't give face when you step on a horse?"

"Uh, little white face?"

When Xiao Han heard this, he was immediately stunned, and then subconsciously looked back at Yin Can.

Well, with delicate eyebrows and handsome appearance, he really deserves the words "little white face"!

However, it seems that even he doesn't dare to call this nickname, what does this person mean? Dare to call Yin Can like that? The real old lady hanged herself, and she thought she was dying?

Sure enough, after hearing the three words "little white face", Yin Can's face quickly turned from white to blue, and then from green to black, and the black was the same as the bottom of the pot!

Immediately afterward, I didn't see any movement from him.

A soup bowl on the table in front of him actually rose out of thin air, and then smashed straight at the man.

"Bang ......"

The soup bowl slammed heavily on the man's head in Xiao Han's eyes of "I knew it would be like this"!

In an instant, the soup splashed everywhere, with a few bits of scarlet in the middle, like a blooming flower, except that where it bloomed, it was someone's head.

"Ah......h

The screams of killing pigs sounded in the courtyard, instantly attracting everyone's attention.