Last night, Wei Jian, who came back with the order of the county lord of Qinglan, had just summoned Sasaki and explained the order to assassinate the scholar, and as soon as he went out, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, as if he had been knocked with a stick. Then it was dark and I didn't know anything.

When I woke up, it was already night. He just wanted to stand up, but saw that he was tied to a chair and couldn't move. In the corner of the study, a few people who were not good at words in the Pingli Mansion were sitting at the table, eating side dishes while talking about the earth-shattering killing cries outside.

"What are you doing?" Although Wei Jian knew in his heart that he had been kidnapped. However, the person in front of him was still his own family member after all, so he opened his eyes and yelled at those family members with a fierce face: "Do you want to make trouble?" ”

He thought that these people hadn't seen much of the world after all. If you are gracious and powerful, maybe these people will be timid for a while and let themselves go.

However, when he yelled at those people angrily, he saw that those three people turned a deaf ear to his threats.

Only one of them turned his head, glanced at himself faintly, and then turned his head again, and continued with the two companions.

Seeing this scene, Wei Jian suddenly understood in his heart.

These people, heh, I'm afraid they were premeditated!

Moreover, they are not those reckless people who take money and kill people. Looking at their extremely disguised faces, Wei Jian immediately thought of the nightingale in His Majesty's hands.

The night was silent, although Wei Jian tried all kinds of ways to talk to the nightingale who took turns to keep vigil. But the other party obviously didn't want to pay attention to him. No matter what he said, the other party sat like a log, sitting in that chair, staring at himself, motionless.

Until the next morning, the shouting gradually disappeared, and the crisp birdsong came in from outside. The rising sunlight passed through the thin cracks in the window lattice. The nightingale, who sat on the chair and had not slept all night, sighed slightly.

"This brother ......" Wei Jian suffered all night, and the panic in his heart did not disappear, but became even more panicked as the nightingale stood up.

The nightingale glanced at him, then turned and walked over to the makeshift bed, which was made of a desk, and called out to the two sleeping companions.

"They're coming!".

They?

Who are they?

Who's coming?

Hearing what the nightingale said to his companion, Wei Jian, who was sitting on the chair, was shocked, his expression was extremely frightened, and his back couldn't help but be soaked with cold sweat.

In Wei Jian's panicked gaze, he saw a nightingale walk to the door, took out a dagger and hid behind the door, and asked the person who knocked on the door outside.

After the two sides exchanged some words that seemed to be code words or something, they saw that the nightingale put away the dagger, squeaked, and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, a bright and dazzling ray of sunlight shone in through the door. It just shrouded Wei Jian on the chair.

He raised his hand, blocked his eyes, narrowed them, and tried to discern who it was from the blinding light.

Is it the imperial court's chagrin? Or is it His Majesty's envoy?

When the door creaks shut, the sunlight is blocked.

Wei Jian put down his hand and finally saw the appearance of the person who came.

"Master Taifu!" The nightingale, whose eyes are above the top, showed unprecedented respect for this scholar. When they opened the door, they saluted the scholar in unison.

"Is that you?"

Seeing this scholar with a calm expression and a slightly thin look in front of him, Wei Jian was surprised for a while.

"You, you are the mysterious future emperor who was rumored to be in the imperial court some time ago?" Saying this, the cold sweat on Wei Jian's forehead couldn't help but seep out.

If it is said that the person who came is the Qincha of the imperial court, then it is possible for him to live. When I went to Tokyo, I came to the sphere of influence of Onda. At that point, anything could happen. After all, I have too many secrets. If those people have to let themselves die, then no one should think about it.

Wei Jian believes in the secrets in his own hands. Lord An will not see death without help. Oh, although he didn't want to save it, he couldn't help it then.

However, this scholar is different. He knows everything about himself, in other words, he is in front of him, without any advantages and values.

In other words, he is simply a dispensable commodity for this scholar.

Now that it fell into the hands of this person, Wei Jian was shocked, and he knew that he was afraid that he would definitely die.

"Huh, not like?" After nodding and saying hello to the nightingale in the room, the scholar casually pulled over a chair, sat down opposite him, took the tea handed by the samurai, glanced at him, and asked lightly.

"You're ......!" After Wei Jian looked at this scholar deeply, he took a deep breath and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

After asking this, Wei Jian seemed to be stunned for a moment when he saw the scholar, and then looked at him and laughed.

Wei Jian was ashamed and angry in his heart, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Yes, I conspired such a big conspiracy yesterday and wanted to get rid of this scholar. Now, the people are not dead, they are still looking for the door, the intention is self-evident, and I have to ask why. It's hilarious.

"You're here to kill me?" Wei Jian stared at Lu Heng and asked in a deep voice.

"yes!" Lu Heng took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, raised his hand, patted the smoke and dust on his body, raised his head, glanced at Wei Jian, and said with a smile while arranging his long shirt: "You sang and I appeared, you performed such a big formation last night, and now it's my turn!" ”

"Oh, the courtesy is still exchanged!" The scholar casually picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile.

"I'm an official of the imperial court!" Wei Jian stared at Lu Heng deadly, and suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Lu Heng nodded, raised his head, looked at him, and said with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "But so what? ”

"You're ......!" Seeing this scholar, he didn't seem to take himself seriously at all. Sitting in front of her, he was like a dead man. Wei Jian saw the flash of fierceness in the scholar's eyes, and he panicked, so he opened his mouth to defend: "These are all instructed by the King of Jin, and they have nothing to do with me!" ”

"Also, I'm sorry for what happened last night!" Wei Jian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, raised his head, a flash of hope flashed in his eyes, and looked at Lu Hengdao earnestly.

"This won't save you!" The scholar was obviously a little impatient, he frowned, glanced at Wei Jian in disgust, and said lightly.

"Also, I'll go find King Jin! So......" Lu Heng looked at him with a faint expression, and after looking at him quietly, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "So, you can go with confidence!" ”

"Wait!" Seeing that the scholar's interest was general, he obviously had no interest in talking about it further. Wei Jian turned his head, glanced outside, and saw that the head had already risen, he thought deeply in his heart, suddenly raised his head, looked at Lu Heng and said.

"Since you are going to die, can Gongzi Lu answer a few questions from Wei, so that Wei can understand?" Bean-sized drops of sweat fell down Wei Jian's forehead along his cheeks. trembling slightly, obviously frightened.

When the scholar heard this, he sat down again. Picked up the teacup, took a sip, glanced at Wei Jian quietly, and after thinking for a while, he nodded: "Okay!" ”

So, there was the above scene, the conversation between the two.

Wei Jian has been asking, while Lu Heng is answering all questions. The surrounding Xu Liang and Nightingale, looking at the conversation between the two, couldn't help but be a little stunned. It's as if the relationship between the two is like a friend who hasn't seen each other for many years, talking patiently. I don't know the enemies of life and death.

It's just that as the topic deepens, and time goes by. In the study room, when a ray of light was sprinkled on the ground, the harmonious conversation between the two finally came to an end.

Seeing that the scholar was about to get up and leave, Wei Jian's eyes were full of horror, and he spoke again: "The matter has nothing to do with me, it was instructed by King Jin and Lord An. Forced Wei to do this! ”

When the scholar heard this, he didn't hesitate, he still stood up, he picked up the tea station, turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "I said it, this news can't save you!" ”

With that, he raised his head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. Put down the teacup, turned around, reached out and patted Xu Liang on the shoulder, shook his head, pointed to Wei Jian behind him, and said to Xu Liang: "Kill him!" ”

Xu Liang snorted and took a piece of hemp paper from the desk. Shaking with a bang, he walked towards Wei Jian, who was tied to the chair.

"Lu Heng, you can't, you can't kill me! I'm an official of the imperial court, Jiangning Mansion Yin, you, you can't kill me! Seeing that Xu Liang, holding a kettle and hemp paper, he walked towards him, obviously preparing to suffocate himself. Wei Jian's face was like ashes, like madness, and he roared at Lu Heng.

The body struggled violently, and the chair under which he sat was shaking.

Lu Heng didn't turn his head, he heard Wei Jian's crazy roar behind him, stopped, smiled faintly, and said, "Xu Liang, send him on his way!" ”

Hearing this, Xu Liang nodded, directly stretched out a hand, pressed the head of Wei Jian, who was shaking and struggling, and pasted the hemp paper on his face. Then Xu Liang poured a sip of water and squirted at Wei Jian's face.

The wet hemp paper was tightly attached to Wei Jian's face.

Feeling that breathing was becoming more and more difficult, Wei Jian's mind turned pale, his body trembled sharply, and suddenly, a fishy smell permeated from his crotch.

"Hey, what a soft egg!" Xu Liang laughed cruelly, raised his hand and pulled out another piece of hemp paper, and was about to stick it on Wei Jian's face again.

At this moment, the door of the study was suddenly slammed open.

Lu Yushi, who was out of breath, rushed in from the outside.

After seeing Wei Jian, who was tied to a chair with hemp paper on his face, and was so frightened that he was incontinent, Lu Yushi's face changed, and he shouted: "Keep people under your hands!" ”

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(To be continued)