"Are you saying that the reason why Jianwen let Qi Tai and Geng Bingwen deploy defenses on the edge of Jurong and Nanjing respectively this time is to see Zhu Shaoqian?"

Mu Su is not a fool, he already had doubts before, but he can't get accurate information, and it's hard to make a conclusion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Does Qi Tai have a share too?" Zhu Song nodded and said: "With Jianwen's temperament, he will definitely be suspicious of these rumors, in order to be safe, he will definitely take some measures, and these measures are ......"

"Yes!" Mu Su clapped his hands and said, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is aimed at Zhu Shaoqian, and it is someone in the court who deliberately targets him!"

"So the king said, 'It is done!'" Zhu Song said with a smile: "Didn't we spread rumors before, just to force Zhu Shaoqian?" Now this situation is extremely unfavorable to Zhu Shaoqian, what we are missing now is the last straw that overwhelms the grasshopper! ”

Mu Su smiled bitterly: "That's right, but according to the latest information from Jiangbei, the current form is extremely unfavorable to my Yan army!" ”

"Oh?" Zhu Songqi said: "Could it be that the 100,000 troops raised by Huang Zicheng and others have already rushed outside the Jiangbei camp?"

Mu Su shook his head and nodded again, and said: "The nearest army, numbering 30,000, is only a few hundred miles away from the camp in Jiangbei, if our Yan army can't cross the river tomorrow, it will definitely encounter these 30,000 army."

"So fast?"

Zhu Song also had a headache, and said that it was tomorrow, even if it was the day after tomorrow, if he didn't think of forcing Zhu Shaoqian back, the Yan army would not be able to cross the river.

It's so damn painful, I originally wanted to have a big thick leg, but I didn't think it was a thin hemp pole.

If he hadn't known that this day would have been taken away by Zhu Di in the future, Zhu Song would have wanted to draw his knife and rush forward.

"It's really not good, so I can only fight our Jinyiwei's people and enter Zhenjiang to assassinate Zhu Shaoqian!" Mu Su gritted his teeth fiercely.

"You pig brain, is there any use in assassinating Zhu Shaoqian now?" Zhu Song scolded, "Don't forget, now there is Qi Tai in Jurong, and Geng Bingwen on the edge of Nanjing, even if it is ......"

Wait, there's Qi Tai and Geng Bingwen!

Having said this, Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, and he said:

"Mu Su, if Qi Tai or Geng Bingwen dies or both of them die, and it is Zhu Shaoqian's people who assassinate them, what do you think Jianwen will think?"

"Huh?" Mu Su's eyes also lit up, and said: "These two people were originally used by Jianwen to control Zhu Shaoqian, if Jianwen knew that Zhu Shaoqian killed these two people, he would definitely deal with Zhu Shaoqian, and the reduction of officials and dismissals would be light, and I am afraid that he would be punished for colluding with King Yan to rebel against the party and intending to rebel!" When the time comes, even if he doesn't want to go back, he will have to do the opposite! ”

Syllable!

"That's what it means!" Zhu Song snapped his fingers and said, "Don't blame us for being ruthless, there is no mercy in war!"

"But now there are two problems!" Mu Su furrowed his brows, "One is, who do we choose Qi Tai and Geng Bingwen; Another is how to prove that the person was killed by Zhu Shaoqian's people. ”

"Although Jurong is said to be an important place from Zhenjiang to Nanjing, once the Yan army crosses the river, the little soldiers deployed by Qi Tai will not be enough to see at all!"

Zhu Song pondered for a moment and said: "The key is here in Nanjing, the edge of Nanjing as Jianwen said is not a small place, as long as it is outside the city of Nanjing, it is the edge, here is the safety of the Jingshi, and it is the only way to go to the palace!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Song himself laughed: "If even Geng Bingwen, who is closest to him, is dead, do you think Jianwen in the palace will be cowardly?"

killed Geng Bingwen, who was defending the edge of Nanjing, and was clearly demonstrating to him Zhu Yunwen:

I dare to kill Geng Bingwen who is closest to you, what else do I dare not do?

"The Admiral understands!"

Mu Su understood this truth, but he would not have thought that there was another reason why Zhu Song chose Geng Bingwen, and this reason was an absolute factor:

Avenging the predecessor of Zhu Song's body, after all, Geng Bingwen's refusal to marry was the direct cause of the death of the 'predecessor' buddy, and people can't forget their roots, right?

"As for the second question, that's not a problem!" Zhu Song continued: "Have you forgotten Zhang Zehui and Zhang Governor's Mansion? Let him go to Zhu Shaoqian to get something, isn't it still handy?"

Although the relationship between Zhang Zehui and Zhu Shaoqian is a little unharmonious, in the final analysis, as the two supreme military and political officials of Zhenjiang Mansion, they will definitely meet every day, what is the point of a little discord?

"Your Highness is still thoughtful!"

Mu Su obviously didn't expect this, but combining these two points, the plan to assassinate Geng Bingwen was decided.

can only say, 'the cause of the front, the effect of the after', Geng Bingwen, you are unlucky!

……

Jiaxing Mansion is close to the southeast of Zhenjiang and has a village and town.

In the innermost part of the small village and town, there is the most generous mansion in the village and town, which was originally a squire's house, but the squire's life is thin, after the house was built, he was killed for a long time because of the blue jade case, and since then this huge mansion has been vacant.

In the early morning of the next day, a group of soldiers of no more than twenty people came here, and the leader was none other than Geng Bingwen, the Marquis of Changxing.

"Master Hou, this mansion has been cleaned for you, and it is exactly the same as the drawings you have seen before!"

The vermilion door opened from the inside, and an old man with a goat's beard who looked to be about sixty years old hurriedly walked out and reported to Geng Bingwen at the front.

"Hmm!" Geng Bingwen was quite bookish, and although he was in his sixties, he looked like he was about fifty years old.

"Lao Jin, you can arrange all these soldiers, and bring them to the hall after they finish breakfast!" Geng Bingwen got off his horse and ordered the old man.

"Yes, Master Hou!"

The old man named Lao Jin led Geng Bingwen's horse into the house, and after handing over the horse to the groom, he called a servant and led the twenty soldiers to the dining hall.

As for Lao Jin himself, he personally took breakfast to the main hall of the main house of the house.

At this moment, there were no outsiders in the main hall, only Geng Bingwen was sitting inside frowning and thinking about things, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master Hou, let's eat!" Lao Jin closed the door of the main hall with his hand, took a few steps, and put the breakfast on the table in front of Geng Bingwen.

"Hmm."

Geng Bingwen answered, and stretched out his hand to a porcelain bowl full of faces, and after this incident, Lao Jin suddenly moved.

Scold!

A shining silver light lit up in the void, and a soft sword appeared in Lao Jin's hand, stabbing Geng Bingwen's throat.

"Not good!"

In fact, the moment Lao Jin turned his hand and drew his sword, Geng Bingwen felt that something was wrong, when the silver light flashed and the sharp tip of the sword followed, Geng Bingwen jumped directly back.

It's just that it's a little late at this time, and the soft sword still injured Geng Bingwen and abolished his right hand.

After several backjumps in succession, when he was two feet away from Lao Jinzu, Geng Bingwen stopped, he shook his hand and took off the saber from the pillar on the side, held it in his left hand, stared at Lao Jin gloomily, and said:

"No, you're not Lao Jin, who are you?"

"The one who wants your life!" Lao Jin didn't want to talk nonsense, and attacked with his sword again.

Don't look at Geng Bingwen who looks very bookish, but that's all appearances, in fact, this guy has a lot of bravery, even if he can't compare to Ji Gang, Han Qingshan and the like, he can also compare with Mu Su.

Therefore, fighting against Lao Jin, although Geng Bingwen was injured his habitual right hand, he still wielded a long sword to protect himself from the wind, always paying attention to Lao Jin's sword swinging movements, and his face was full of solemnity.

"Get out!"

Finally, Geng Bingwen's eyes lit up, and he found a flaw in Lao Jin, his body suddenly burst out, his left hand quickly attacked, and the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake in the ground, swooping out, forcing Lao Jin to retreat again and again.

"Humph!"

Lao Jin snorted coldly, his retreating body jumped up suddenly, ignoring Geng Bingwen's long sword that was about to stab him in the thigh, a sword stabbed towards Geng Bingwen's eyebrows with great speed.

Lao Jin's vicious move, which injured the enemy by 1,000 and damaged 800, scared Geng Bingwen so much that he couldn't take care of anything else, so he rolled on the spot and avoided it.

At this time, Lao Jin's feet on the table next to him suddenly bounced up, and the meteor stabbed at Geng Bingwen's heart again, who had not yet reacted.

With self-mutilation, hiding the real trick of stabbing to the heart, this old gold is really ruthless and treacherous enough.

At this moment, Geng Bingwen was just about to get up, and it was too late to dodge.

Burst!

A sword pierced the void, Lao Jin's soft sword passed through Geng Bingwen's heart, and then the soft sword was withdrawn, bringing up a puddle of red blood and spilling the void!

Geng Bingwen, die!