There was such a serious conflict that the originally scheduled night banquet had to be suspended, and the Juyi Hall was changed into a trial hall.

The course of the incident is not complicated, and there are many witnesses, it is not difficult to judge the merits, and there is only one focus of the dispute: who made the first move?

Fang Yulong's guards insisted that it was Zhao Hunt's side that made the first move, that is, Ding Xiaoqi rushed over and drew his knife first, but was disarmed by Qian Jiu (thin man). In the subsequent clash between the two sides, Ma Nanchun was almost injured, and as a result, he was injured by Ding Xiaoyi holding a fire-breathing device.

Of course, Zhao Lie, Ma Nanchun and the others knew that these guards were panicking, but Ding Xiaoqi was confirmed before he drew his sword - although it was not the case. In the conflict, Qian Jiu almost stabbed Ma Nanchun and was also confirmed, but it was only "almost", not really hurt Ma Nanchun. On the contrary, he was shot through the wrist by Ding Xiaoyi and bled all over the ground. Qian Jiu was not present at the interrogation, he was treating his wounds, and it is said that he fainted several times.

"The matter is very clear, first General Fang's guards provoked their words, Ma Chengzhi's guards were not angry for a while, and they drew their swords against each other, and the two sides clashed. Qian Escort couldn't hold back for a while, and almost accidentally injured Ma Chengzhi. And Ding Xiaoniang's protector was anxious, and injured Qian with a sharp weapon to protect the ......" Chen Zhan, the owner of the village, looked left and right, and saw that Qunhao had no intention of objecting, so he came to a conclusion, "Qian Jiu's words are provocative first, and he stabs the back by mistake with a blade, which is in danger of causing a big disaster." is now injured by Ding Xiaoniang, and the blame is self-inflicted. General Fang, what do you mean? ”

Fang Yulong arched his hand: "Lord Chen Zhai and all the righteous people have been sentenced fairly. Qian Jiu's family is looking for death, no wonder anyone. Then he bowed to Ma Nanchun, "Ma Chengzhi, offended." Offensive, please don't remember the villain, don't kill with those dogs. ”

Ma Nanchun closed his sleeves and saluted back, and said lightly: "The fault of the subordinates, it is not hindered by the general, and there is no need to be polite." ”

Fang Yulong pulled his beard and said angrily: "This matter is not over, I can't spare those dogs when I go back!" ”

Zhu Haojie felt that he exposed the traitor, and provided the whereabouts of the thief Chen, and had the heart to give him steps, and persuaded him one after another.

"As the saying goes, 'there is no good mouth to scold each other, and there is no good hand to fight each other', and under the fierce fight, there are also people who can't hold their hands for a while."

"That's right, once you do it, the knife doesn't have long eyes, and we and others who make the gun know it......"

"Although your family is reckless, but you have been hit hard by this, and what mistakes have been offset."

In the midst of the discussions, Zhao Lie and Ma Nanchun walked side by side.

Zhao Lie's first sentence was: "This is not a provocation, but a premeditated assassination, they are coming at you." ”

Ma Nanchun nodded: "I know." ”

"Do you have a grudge against Fang Yulong?"

"A one-sided friend, never a grudge."

"Then why did he bother to set up this game to kill you?"

"I want to know too."

Zhao Lie turned his head to look at him: "This stuffy loss, just swallow it like this?" ”

Ma Nanchun laughed, and gave alms with his hands, and a sentence floated in the night wind: "Xiangshan Ma's eats everything, but he doesn't suffer." ”

……

In the middle of the night, in the south wing of the backyard of the skyscraper village, a lamp is like a bean, and the black-robed Jiang Zongjie is sitting on the futon with his eyes closed, and the sandalwood beads in his hand are rolling with his thumb one by one, repeating the cycle and never ending.

There was a sudden knock on the door: "Uncle Jie, my nephew is here." ”

"Come in."

The door opened, Jiang Fenglie walked in, and bowed deeply: "I'm disturbing Uncle Jie's retreat." ”

Jiang Zongjie pointed to the futon that had been prepared in front of him: "Sit." ”

Jiang Fenglie, who took off his official uniform, changed into a round-necked green shirt, tied a filial piety belt on his forehead, and sat down with his clothes on his shoulders after bowing, and said, "What does Uncle Jie think of today's events?" ”

Jiang Zongjie's eyelids seemed to droop, and the beads kept rolling: "Something is strange." A few words of verbal argument can make six attendants attack a big man? Fang Yulong's subordinates are so blind? I'm afraid there is something else hidden. ”

Jiang Fenglie nodded in agreement: "Ma Zhongping is the privy deputy of the executive of the executive court, and Fang Yulong is the general of the imperial court, and I am afraid that there will be some dirtiness between the two of them." Chen Zijing must have also seen this, and he didn't want to get involved, so he exposed the matter. ”

Jiang Zongjie's expression did not move: "This Fang Yulong offered two good gifts but caused a trouble. Hey, it's not easy. ”

Jiang Fenglie groaned: "Then do you want to change tomorrow's arrangement?" ”

Jiang Zongjie closed his eyes: "Right now, you are in charge, you decide." ”

Jiang Fenglie thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, when my nephew meets, I will go to visit Zijing and finalize this matter with him." He sighed slightly and shook his head, "I will get rid of the thief tomorrow, and tonight there will be such an incident...... If there is any benefit to this, I am afraid it is ......"

Jiang Zongjie, who had been counting the beads, shook his thumb and rolled his eyelids: "Firearms." ”

Jiang Fenglie nodded: "Ma Zhongping is not wrong, that firearm is really powerful." is only a weak female stream, and a long-range blow will hit a good hand, and it will deter the other five people from not daring to make a mistake. is so sharp, no wonder that Zhao Hunting treats it as a treasure and doesn't dare to reveal it lightly. Such a sharp weapon must be guarded against. Please pay more attention to this matter. ”

Jiang Zongjie brushed his beard and said: "I have asked the guards who were present in detail, and they have drawn a picture according to what they have said, please take a look." ”

Jiang Fenglie took the drawing, unfolded it, and a strange weapon in the shape of a long tube appeared in front of him.

If Zhao Lie sees this picture, he will probably praise "The painting is good, but the details or parts are a little wrong." If Ding Xiaoyi saw this picture, he would probably scoff, "Are you sure that such a gun can shoot projectiles?" ”

Roughly speaking, Jiang Zongjie's painting is indeed a bit decent, the shape of the barrel and butt is out, the proportion error is not large, and there is everything from the hammer and plate machine. It's just that firearms are not the same as swords after all, and only one shape is useless. Don't talk about a rough picture, even if you give him a real gun in your hand and ponder for a long time, you can't see why.

So Jiang Fenglie looked at it for a long time before he hesitated and said: "Is it an improved assault gun?" ”

Jiang Zongjie shook his head: "Plausible." ”

"Is there a way to get the real thing?"

According to the guards, except for Zhao Lie and Ma Zhongping, the other four entourages all held long and short iron pipes—most of them were firearms. Zhao Lie didn't eat soft and hard, Ma Zhongping was shrewd and alert, but the old man didn't believe that their entourage was like this. ”

Jiang Fenglie smiled knowingly, but the laughter was interrupted by the sound of a bird's wings flapping outside the door.

The room was quiet, Jiang Zongjie pricked up his ears, and Jiang Fenglie looked sideways.

Leaned less, and a soft knock came from outside the door: "Young master, sect master." The Raven Story. ”

The door opened, and a man in black presented Jiang Zongjie with a thin bamboo pipe tied with red silk.

Jiang Zongjie took it, inspected the knot of the red silk, then pulled it open, unwound it, pulled out the plug, and poured out a small roll of paper. Unfolded it, the black-robed old man's seemingly unchanged pig iron face actually had a trace of warmth: "The crown marquis will return soon, and he has found out the exact detention location of Wen Shaobao." ”

Jiang Fenglie said happily: "Okay, it's just the right time for Brother Dingjun to come back, if you can catch up, you can also participate in our tomorrow's operation." ”

Jiang Zongjie shook his head slightly: "Although Guanhou led the only action team among the black crows, 'Dark Claw', this elite team is not put on the table to fight like this, their battlefield is not here. ”

Not long after Jiang Fenglie officially took over the old departments left behind by his father, he especially didn't know much about the mysterious power of the black crow, and blurted out when he heard this: "Where is that?" ”

Jiang Zongjie flicked his sleeves, and the oil lamp three feet away went out, and the house suddenly fell into darkness.

Jiang Zongjie's voice came faintly: "In the dark! ”