In the dead of night, the darkness subsided the hustle and bustle, the candles in the red lanterns gradually burned out, and only the sound of the waiter was left in the whole city of Nanjing, which attracted bursts of barking dogs.

When the husband struck the bamboo gong and drum four times, the city of Nanjing became pitch black, and even the Qinglou Tavern, which was the last to open, was closed and turned off.

However, some people are destined to not be able to sleep peacefully tonight, and in a large family, there is still a room with a light on, and a middle-aged man with a short beard and a fine dress sits above the desk, his face is now gloomy and frightening, and below him is kneeling an old man with a wrinkled face, his whole body trembling, his forehead pressed against the ground.

The middle-aged man's fingers slowly tapped on the table, his eyes closed, he didn't know what he was thinking, I don't know how long it took, and suddenly said: "It was the same last time, and this time the assassination failed again, so what's the use of asking you to be an old dog?" ”

The old man kneeling on the ground trembled like a pendulum, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "The old slave will arrange it again, and the next time he will definitely not disappoint the master......"

The middle-aged man sneered, "Next time? Do you think the other party will be defenseless in the future after experiencing this assassination? Isn't it that the other party is a fool, and he has already startled the snake, can he give us another chance? ”

The kneeling old man looked frightened and kept kowtowing: "The old slave is incompetent, the old slave is incompetent......"

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "Have all the people involved in this matter taken care of?" ”

"Don't worry, the old slave did it himself, and he will never leave trouble."

"In that case, why is your old dog still alive?"

"Master, the old slave has been serving you for more than 20 years, and he has been doing things in the house since the young master was born.

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched when he heard the word "young master", and then he regained his composure: "You are gone, your son can still live well, if you want to live, I am afraid that your father and son will not die well, it's not that I am ruthless, I really have to be cautious......"

The old man's expression was sad, and he laughed miserably: "Please also ask the master to treat the old slave's heirs well for the sake of the old slave who has served for so many years, the old slave...... The old slave will not be able to serve the master tomorrow, and the old slave will retire. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly retreated, closed the door, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and the hand that banged on the table was clenched at some point, and his nails were embedded in the flesh and blood, staining the rice paper on the table red......

"What? Reluctant? A woman in Tsing Yi came out from behind the screen behind the study, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a crisp voice, looking at the middle-aged man playfully.

The man looked at her coldly, then lowered his head, a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"How can your old servant explain to the great elder if he doesn't die, don't want the kindness of a woman at this time, someone will always carry the black pot if the assassination is done, do you think this person is him? It's you? Still is...... I? Although the weight of his death is still not enough, it is good to have an explanation from the Great Elder......

"Enough, you don't need to talk too much about this matter, just take care of yourself, stay away from Xing'er in the future, don't forget, you are still my woman in name now."

"Giggle......" The woman seemed to have heard some funny joke, and covered her mouth and laughed: "Yang Hong, you are just a dog, do you really think that you have a lot of weight as a prefect?" Without our White Lotus Sect, would you still be living in the countryside? What kind of official authority in front of me, your woman, huh......"

Yang Hong closed his eyes, his mouth was bitter, he was named on the gold list at a young age, he was high-spirited, ambitious and wanted to do a career, who wanted to let the order come down, he was just a small county in the middle of nowhere, and his seven years of hard work had exhausted his mind, as if all the people had forgotten him, he thought he would die of old age like this.

Suddenly, one day, an old man found Yang Hong and told him that he could help him get out of here, or even take a higher position, as long as he could help them do things in the future.

Yang Hong agreed without thinking about it, because he was fed up with life here and the feeling of being forgotten by everyone.

Soon after, the prefect of Nanjing died violently, and he was transferred to Nanjing, as the prefect, Nanjing is the deputy capital, the rank is one level higher than the general place, the moment he received the order, he was ecstatic, and then his heart was filled with deep fear, the person who helped him was probably not a good type, and the power was huge, even in Beijing has a relationship.

Later, as he guessed, this group of people turned out to be the White Lotus Sect bandits who were hated by the Ming Emperors of all dynasties, and that old man was the Great Elder of the White Lotus Sect at the beginning.

It is impossible for Yang Hong to retreat, because the other party can promote him, can also suppress him, and even his life is not guaranteed, so that the previous Nanjing prefect can die in vain, then he can also be allowed to do so.

Yang Hong has not seen the old man since he became the prefect of Nanjing, and no one has even contacted him again, Yang Hong even feels that the other party has forgotten him, and his life gradually does not have to be careful. It's like two don't love each other, you leave, I live a more down-to-earth life, so Yang Hong accepted three concubines in one go, plus his wife, enough to make up a table of mahjong.

A few days ago, someone secretly contacted him and sent a woman to him, telling him that he could be cool and crooked, but Yang Hong didn't even touch it, the fifth lady who called herself Shuang'er, if nothing else, was also a white lotus teacher, a poisonous rose, whoever eats it will die.

When the White Lotus Sect bandits floated in the river, Yang Hong knew that something was coming, and then he saw the old man who made him deeply frightened again, this time he received the order to assassinate Cao Wei of the hundred households of Jinyi Wei, Yang Hong understood very well, the holy woman and the incense master both died in the hands of Cao Wei, this beam is bigger, and it is no longer a matter that can be solved by each other.

After the defeat, he was panicked, afraid that the Great Elder would think that he was useless, and then he got the news that the prince had left Beijing and was in Cao Mansion at this time, so he wanted to make up for it, and hurriedly reported the matter to the Great Elder, and then carefully planned this assassination, who knew that Cao Wei was like a cockroach that could not be stepped on, jumping around and not dying.

Seeing that Yang Hong didn't speak, Shuang'er sneered and left. The lights on the candles in the study flickered, reflecting Yang Hong's face flickering brightly and darkly, and I don't know how long it took, Yang Hong's body seemed to be paralyzed, leaning on the back of the chair, and letting out a deep sigh......

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As dawn approached, the gates opened, and the guards yawned and began to be on duty, with only a few farmers carrying baskets into the city.

The city gate guard kicked a guard twice: "Ma Liu, which widow's door was drilled yesterday, and it didn't stop all night!" ”

The rest of the guards laughed, Ma Liushan smiled, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a person staggering over not far away, limping as if he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.

Ma Liuda was shocked, hurriedly pointed at the man, and said to the guard: "Liu Tou, look at ...... quickly"

The guard turned his head, his pupils shrank, and the person who came was covered in wounds, his face was pale, although his clothes had been stained red with blood, he could still see the extraordinary, this person was by no means an idle person.

The guard hurriedly ran up with two guards, drew his sword and pointed at him, and asked sharply, "Who are you?" ”

When the person came to see the guard, he instantly relaxed his mind, collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, and said with difficulty: "I am Mu Bin, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and I have my tooth tag in my arms, take me to see Wei Guogong quickly." ”

The guard's eyes widened, and he bent down to grope for Mu Bin, and sure enough, he found a tooth tag with the book: "Jinyi pro-army commander envoy commander Mu Bin."

"Lord Mu, offended!" The guard knew that the stakes were very high, and it was not for him to participate in a small city gate guard, so he hurriedly asked the guards to help Mu Bin up, and quickly sent someone to call a carriage to personally send Mu Bin to the Wei State Mansion.

Looking at the back of the carriage, Ma Liu was proud, today even the commander of the Jinyi Guard has seen it, and tonight I can brag about it when I go to Widow Sun's house, thinking of Widow Sun's plump body, Ma Liu's heart is hot again, he sneezed, and leaned on the edge of the city wall to rest.

(It's a bit of a cardin, so it's only a little late to update, forgive me, book friends!) I've been thinking about the wording, the relationship, and I have a vote to vote, thank you! ）