It's been a day, and Feng Changyu thought of the head in the hall of the village, and felt that there was a small mallet on the back of his head beating suddenly.

He was as thin as wood, squeezed dry by too many women, wearing official uniforms, sitting in a nanmu chair like a zombie, staring at the hanging bell under the eaves in a daze, he could think of Ji Kun and the son of the new assassin, as long as there was a chance, he would not let go of each other, but he never thought that Ji Kun would be beheaded in public by the son of the new assassin in this situation, and he did not forget to slander that they deliberately leaked Ji Kun's whereabouts.

"Why did Ji Kun fall into the hands of the new Assassin Shi Gongzi?" Feng Changyu's sunken eyes stared at the leaders of the several soldiers under him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "It's been a day, haven't you all figured out what's going on?" Is it that one day Jingyunzhai is beaten in, and the head on my neck is also cut off and placed in the village hall, you will be satisfied? ”

"It rained heavily on the mountain last night, and many traces were washed away by the heavy rain, and at present it can only be determined that after Ji Kun and the three of them left the village, they did not go directly north along the ridge, and suddenly went south in Jinjigou, and the traces of the old clam ditch were washed away by the heavy rain, and we have been looking for the bamboo forest in Xishan, only to see the traces of the fight and the bodies of Ji Kun's two subordinates. We estimate that Ji Kun was targeted by Han Qian's people after crossing the old clam ditch. A lean man wearing leather armor and a green dragon with arm prints, kneeling in front of Feng Changyu barefoot, reported.

"So, Ji Kun was killed, isn't there someone in the village who is ventilating the news?" Feng Changyu breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his chair with his thin body.

In the past few decades, it is not that no one has breached the village in the mountains, but nine times out of ten, it is because of internal thieves. Feng Jin brought Ji Kun's head back, and Feng Changyu was immediately worried that there was an internal ghost in the village.

At present, it is confirmed that Ji Kun has changed his itinerary and direction several times after leaving Jingyun Village, and they don't know Ji Kun's specific direction, so there is no problem of someone ventilating the news.

Gao Bao knelt in front of the hall, and kept mentioning the heart of his throat and eyes, and then fell back slightly.

At this time, he was also sure that when Han Qian's people killed Ji Kun, they considered leaving as little doubt as possible, otherwise, Feng Changyu and his son really suspected that there was an inner ghost in the village, where could he hide?

"Father, did you send someone to Jinling to find the Privy Council and explain this matter clearly? We can't carry this pot! Feng Jin thought of yesterday's situation, and his chest was still filled with a bad breath.

"Explain?" Feng Changyu glanced at his son, with an evil aura in his heart, and sneered, "In the eyes of the officials of the Great Chu court, we are all barbarians. If you don't explain, people won't think we're doing it; You run to explain, and others insist that you did it, how can you explain it? ”

"......" Feng Jin was slightly stunned, and his mind was a little unturned.

Feng Changyu no longer sneered, sat up straight, became serious, and said: "People killed Ji Kun, but they didn't mean to let us take the blame, could it be that Ji Kun died in Xuzhou, and the people of the Ministry of Labor did not count the accounts on the heads of Han Daoxun's father and son, but could they still count them on the heads of others?" When people kill Ji Kun, they kill us! Think about it, there is no one in the stockade to report the news, how difficult is it to kill Ji Kun? Or, you don't know in advance which direction Ji Kun will leave Jingyunzhai from, I will give you thirty people, how sure are you that Ji Kun will be captured alive? ”

Yesterday, seeing Han Qian kill people in public, Feng Jin's heart was furious, and until now his chest was still blocked with a bad breath, but when he heard his father say this, he also felt a cold breath rushing up from the tail vertebrae.

Yes, if they didn't know which direction Ji Kun was leaving, how many elite hands would they have to use to ensure that Ji Kun and his subordinates were intercepted in the deep old forest within a radius of dozens of miles?

Looking at the last traces of the fight, Ji Kun and his two subordinates, who are definitely not weak, didn't even be able to cause any damage to each other!

The deeper he thought about it, the more Feng Jin felt like a thorn in his back.

Over the years, they have been able to reach the emperor far away, but to put it bluntly, Xuzhou is located in a remote area, with dangerous mountains and narrow roads, and there are really fierce contradictions.

And they are also self-sufficient internally, and do not need to rely on external material inputs.

And if the new assassin has a group of elites who can cross the mountains and forests, and are familiar with the mountains and rivers of Xuzhou, they can still have the confidence to close the village and defend themselves?

Thinking of the look on his face when Han Qian ordered his subordinates to kill people yesterday, Feng Jin shuddered even more.

"I heard that the emperor of Great Chu is very old, and the matter of competing for succession should not be too long before the result will be known, so let's see when the time comes, you must not act rashly again......" Feng Changyu admonished Feng Jindao, stared at his eyes again, and asked him to promise himself personally.

"Yes." Feng Jin nodded unwillingly.

"Stand down." Feng Changyu waved his hand and said, let Feng Jin go down with the leader of the soldiers.

How much strength does the four surnames have, Feng Changyu has a number in his heart, in the final analysis, it is the advantage of the geographical advantage, otherwise, he is not even a shit in front of the Central Plains strong man, is it possible to really think that three or five hundred soldiers can be arrogant?

Thinking of this, Feng Changyu couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, it is said that a thousand years ago, Xuzhou was in the territory of Yelang Kingdom, and the only way to do this is to hope that the matter of fighting for succession between the DPRK and China can come to an early conclusion.

If the crown prince ascends to the throne as he wishes, or the prince defeats the forces of the three princes in Jinling, he will inevitably purge the remnants of the three princes in Xuzhou.

And if the three princes are lucky to win, then the fertile soil of Jianghuai is full of plastered land, and there must not be much interest in staring at Xuzhou, a place where birds don't, right?

"Xiao Jiu, come over and hammer my legs......" Feng Changyu shouted for a long time, but no one in the wing room answered, so he saved that he had already handed over Mrs. Jiu to Han Qian for disposal, and his heart was still empty, but when he thought of leaving Xiao Jiu, he was always like a thorn in his back.

Xiao Jiu, who has always looked docile, dared to assassinate Han Qian with a sword, Gao Bao said that her skills were actually quite good, thinking of this, Feng Changyu also felt that her neck was cold and swishing, maybe it was a little wolf cub who couldn't be raised, and he dared to stay by his side back then, what a lust!

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Guanyue Tower is one of the few three-story wooden buildings in Qianyang City, and it is only separated by an alley from Furong Garden.

At this time, in a fine house on the west side of the third floor of the Guanyue Building, Mr. Wen, who had appeared next to Ma Xun, the envoy of Tanzhou Jiedu, was standing in front of the window, looking towards the Furong Garden; Behind Mr. Wen stood a man in cyan civilian clothes, his face hidden in the shadows.

At this time, the man in the green robe and Mr. Wen saw Han Qian and the others coming out of the Hibiscus Garden from the east gate and riding towards the east city gate.

"Who's that girl?" Mr. Wen pointed to Mrs. Xi, who was riding on the back of a purple-maned horse, and asked the man in the green robe.

They were only sixty or seventy steps away from Han Qian, and Mr. Wen could clearly see that Xi Ying's face was beautiful and beautiful, which was a rare beauty in this Wushan and Wushan mountains.

The shackles on Xi Ying's feet are covered by a long skirt, and Xi Ying's dexterity makes her flexible, even if she wears shackles, she can get on the horse like an ordinary woman, and she doesn't need help, so Mr. Wen can't see anything abnormal.

"I heard that when Han Qian came back from Jingyun Village, he brought back a Shanyue female slave, and no one cared about the unkempt woman yesterday, presumably it was Feng Changyu's slave to Han Qian," the man in the green robe looked at it for a while, but his eyesight was not as good as that of Mr. Wen, and he couldn't really see Mrs. Xi's face, so he could only guess and say, "What happened in Jingyun Village these days, no one has inquired about it for the time being." Han Qian is not wary of me, I will see if I will visit me today and inquire about some news for my husband. ”

"All the calculations of Zhao Mingting's side against the Han family father and son are all in vain, the Han family father and son are by no means simple people, you must not act rashly, so as not to reveal flaws," Mr. Wen shook his head and said, "That girl is a rare beauty, it is indeed very likely that Feng Changyu gave the Han family father and son to show goodwill, I believe that someone in the city should recognize it, and there is no need for us to make a special trip to find out the news." ”

"Thanks to Mr. Wen, you went to the city in time to remind me, otherwise I would have moved the family out of the city long ago when I saw the four surnames that day, and I would have never had the opportunity to get close to the Han family's father and son." The man in the green robe said with emotion.

"Wang Yu died, no one could see the abnormality at that time, could it be that more than three months later, Han Daoxun could find out what could be found by intercepting the coffin halfway? This is obviously a strategy used by the Han family's father and son to scare the snake, but the four surnames can't calm down, and they think that indulging the state prison prisoners and a group of rabble riots can really stump the Han family's father and son? Mr. Wen sneered and said, "They don't want to think about it, if it is really so easy, the father and son of the Han family can enter Qianyang City smoothly?" ”

"The father and son of the Han family are so powerful, the lord really wants to connive at them to stir up trouble in Xuzhou?" The blue-robed man asked.

"The lord doesn't want to attract the attention of Jinling, everything is dormant first, and your side is mainly responsible for keeping an eye on the movements of the Han family's father and son, be careful not to show flaws." Mr. Wen said.

"I can save this, the father and son of the Han family probably wouldn't have expected me to have a problem." The blue-robed man smiled quite proudly, but at this moment, when he saw Han Qian turning his head to look over here, he was startled, his body suddenly shrank back, and his heart was pounding in fright.

"We are standing in the dark, they will not see the movement in this room clearly," Mr. Wen stood in front of the window quite calmly, did not dodge back, and said, "By the way, you said that the miasma brought into Xuzhou by the Han family father and son is quite effective, if it is possible, you need to inquire about this recipe if you have a chance to get close to the Han family father and son." ”

The Han family's father and son helped the three princes to recruit the infected and hungry people to prepare for the Dragon Bird Army, which was beyond the expectations of many people, which also made Mr. Wen have to believe that it is no accident that the Han family's father and son took out this time to cure the miasma and cure the six prisoners.

Even the soldiers and horses in Tanzhou are often plagued by miasma and miasma; From Tanzhou to the south, the mountains and jungles are more humid and hot, and at present, it seems that if you get the recipe for dispelling miasma, it is more important than anything else.