After coming out of Yang Huan's mansion after eating, Qi Pingchuan deliberately spared a few laps, and then seemed to hire a carriage very secretly, paid a deposit in advance, and set off three days later.

All this, Qi Pingchuan "carefully" did very "secret", as if to hide it from all ears and eyes.

It's just that it still falls in the eyes of those who have a heart.

Squire Yang Hu is over forty years old, it is really the age of a dragon and a tiger, after bathing and changing clothes, he rolled around the belly of the concubine, and was ready to fall asleep with satisfaction, but he suddenly snorted, and he didn't know when a man in black stood in the room.

The knife light on his waist is cold.

The concubine was so frightened that her face was pale.

After all, Yang Hu is one of the top squires in Shuangyang City, and he is well-informed, so he covered the concubine's mouth, stared at the man in black and said calmly: "A good man spares his life, I will say anything." ”

"Say!" The man in black had a cold voice.

Yang Huan hurriedly said: "Qi Pingchuan came to me to sell his yard, after all, he is a county lieutenant, and I don't want to lower the price too much, the price of 1,200 taels was paid, he accepted it very happily, I have paid the deposit in advance, and he will come to me tomorrow to handle related matters." ”

The house in Shuangyang City is not worth much.

The yard in Qipingchuan can be sold for a thousand taels at most.

The extra two hundred taels are favors.

The man in black nodded.

A gust of wind came, and Yang Huan's eyes were full of flowers, and there was no one in the house.

The squire let out a sigh, slapped the concubine's soft buttocks, and said angrily: "Don't make a fuss, make a noise, you and I have to throw away the head!" ”

The concubine trembled and nodded.

Yang Huan's eyes purred, I don't know why, I was so frightened, but I had some passion, so I pressed the concubine's head down, and then pulled the futon to cover it.

Continue to gag her.

The futon shook up and down, and a subtle sound sounded, and Yang Huan's eyes suddenly widened.

I'm rubbing, and here I am again!

Another man in black appeared in the room.

Yang Huan had also seen the wind and waves, and when he saw this, he remained silent, letting the concubine in the futon continue to swallow, and indifferently repeated the previous words to the man in black.

……

It's embarrassing, too.

In the short time that the concubine regained his vigor in the futon, several black-clothed people appeared one after another, and Yang Huan confessed without the slightest concealment.

After making sure that no one would come again, Yang Huan lifted the futon, pinched a handful of **, and said indifferently: "It's okay, come up and move your back to me." ”

The concubine is very obedient.

Such as Guanyin and sitting on the lotus.

The jade back shines.

So the room trembled, the house was full of spring, Yang Hu lay on the bed, thinking of the envious eyes of the few people in black inadvertently before, very comfortable.

Sorry, you can really do whatever you want with money.

……

……

The same treatment was also given to the horseman's family, who was patronized by several black-clothed people one after another, which frightened him into distraction, how dare he hide it, and tremblingly said that Lord Qi had hired a carriage to go to Mingzhou.

Post.

Zhang Xueying, the chief bookkeeper of the Guozijian who was dressed in a green shirt and looked like an ordinary scholar, sat by the candle flame, holding a copy of "Explanation of Cultivating Virtues", which was the work of a certain Confucian in the previous dynasty.

After Taizong ascended the throne of this dynasty, it became a banned book.

The reason is that some of the moral remarks about brotherly relations mentioned in the book stimulated the sensitive Taizong.

Zhang Xue catered to the "Explanation of Virtue", motioned to the man in black to go down first, looked at the burly man drinking peanuts and rice in the corner, and said with a slight mockery: "It seems that Qi Pingchuan chose King Ming." ”

The man who drank was in his early thirties, extremely burly, with a half-inch-long beard on his face, and the vicissitudes of life and melancholy.

Contrary to the image, he has a very elegant name.

Li Qingchen.

At first glance, it sounds more like a reader than Zhang Xueying's name.

There was an occasional flash of insight in his cloudy eyes, and he threw a peanut and chewed, "Oh? ”

Zhang Xueying sighed, "Qi Pingchuan's courage is really a little small, so he packed up his things and wanted to run for his life." ”

It's kind of ironic.

Li Qingchen spit out the peanut coat with a snort, and laughed, "Does it matter?" ”

Whether you are bold or small, you can't escape death.

Zhang Xueying gently patted the "Explanation of Virtue Cultivation" in his hand and looked out the window, "There is only one edict, and it is one ending in the hands of King Ming and King Xin, and it is another ending in the hands of King Wei, and it is a different ending in the hands of Lu Bing, the commander of the forbidden army." ”

Li Qingchen was still laughing, smiling sarcastically, "Falling into the hands of Zuo Xiang is also a different ending." ”

In the final analysis, everyone who comes to Shuangyang City has their own abacus.

Whoever survives to the end may get the edict!

Zhang Xueying narrowed her eyes, feeling the killing intent that Lin Qingchen meant to hide, "Anyway, between you and me, before the Sharp Fang Dead Soldier, Jin Jian Yizi and the Broken Formation Taibao died, they were allies. ”

Li Qingchen sighed sincerely, "Terrible." ”

"Oh?"

"Readers are really scary."

Zhang Xueying sneered, "But if I remember correctly, Li Qingchen, who embroidered clothes and pointed directly at the room, was also born as a scholar in the early years, and the Li family in Longxi, who was destroyed by His Majesty Taizong, was also a scholarly family in the previous dynasty." ”

Qiang –

In the small room, suddenly there was a sword roar.

Zhang Xueying was dressed in a Confucian shirt and had no wind to puff up.

Frowning, press the book.

Xiaoxiang's book business was public, and he suppressed the sword chant in the house, and his voice was confident, "Li Qingchen, you should understand that even if you can kill me, you are bound to be seriously injured, and it is delusional to want to fight for that edict again." ”

Li Qingchen cracked his mouth and smiled, "Do you think I care about who the edict falls on, do you think I will definitely obey Lu Bing?" ”

I didn't do anything.

Zhang Xueying sighed, "It is not appropriate for Shuangyang City to talk about such private matters at this time, and I hope you can focus on the overall situation, since Qi Pingchuan has put such a game, we might as well follow his wishes and kill Pei Yu first?" ”

Lin Qingchen smiled but did not speak, and drank alcohol.

Zhang Xueying sighed, "I don't know what the general of King Wei thinks. ”

"Kill it."

A very domineering voice, coming from next door.

Zhang Xueying smiled.

Lin Qingchen shook his head and went out.

In today's conversation between the two, they never thought of avoiding the fact that they also lived in the post station and were next door, and everyone had the same purpose.

Aiming for the edict.

Kill the strongest Jin Jian Yizi Pei Yu first, get rid of the biggest threat, and also cut off a road for Qi Pingchuan.

It's a pity that Qi Pingchuan chose the wrong person.

Standing in the courtyard, Li Qingchen looked back at Zhang Xueying, who was reading at night with a book, and then looked at the figure who was wiping the gun on the window lattice next door, and the corner of the man's mouth pulled out a mocking smile.

There is also killing intent.

Look up at the sky.

When the last quarter moon is in the sky, it is a murderous night.

……

……

Three more drums.

The little scholar who always held a big black umbrella in his arms walked into the room, "Master, when will you leave?" ”

Zhang Xueying raised her head, and her voice was very soft.

"Wait for them first."

Murder......

There is no hurry.

The personnel of the scholars are not in a hurry.