"Hey, count you kid for your interest, reward you!"

Seeing that the door was open, the old sixteen smiled, shook his hand, and took out a silver ticket worth one hundred taels from his wide sleeve, and casually threw it to Hassan. vertex

"Yo, Xie Sixteenth Master has been rewarded!"

When Hassan saw it, he only looked at the silver ticket, and immediately recognized that it was a hundred taels of bills, and when he couldn't close his mouth even with a smile, he hurriedly called a thousand and thanked him respectfully.

"Yes, Sensei and the master come to this set, the master will go in, you kid will show the door to the master, no one is allowed to enter or exit a step without the master's orders, otherwise, be careful of your skin!"

Lao Sixteen's best thing is to deal with so many lower-level officials, when he should be rewarded, he is very atmospheric, and when he should say cruel things, he is never ambiguous.

"Master, you can rest assured, there is a small one, even a fly wants to be a small one!"

Hassan has always been afraid of the old sixteen, and now he has a reward, how can he not quickly pat his chest as a guarantee, and he made a promise one after another.

"You kid just talk nonsense."

After the old ** scolded aggressively, he didn't care about Hassan's reaction, and led Hongqing and the others to break inside regardless of it.

"Yo, Sixteenth Master, ...... you are"

The old sixteen and the others had just arrived at the second gate, and they saw two Zongren Mansion pen posts leading a few soldiers out of the gatehouse, blocking the way.

"Take it!"

Without waiting for the old sixteen to say something, Hongqing who followed behind him already drank with a gloomy face, not for anything else, just because Hongqing already knew the origin of these two pen posts - the fat one is named Qian Qianyi, and the thin one is called Ma Buwen, the former is the ninth master's disciple, and the latter is the tenth master's person, the reason why he was arranged to come to the old thirteen mansion, one is to monitor, and the other is to be sent to persuade the old thirteen to serve the eighth master, for this kind of person, there is really no need to explain well.

"Wow!"

Hearing Hongqing's order, Li Minxing and the others did not dare to delay it slightly, and at the same time as they promised loudly, they had already rushed forward, swords and swords together, and with lightning speed, they controlled Qian and Ma.

"What? What are you going to do? Let go of me, let go of me! ”

"Sixteenth master, don't be joking, what's the crime of the lower officials? Why treat each other like this! ”

……

Although Qian and Ma are said to be banner people, before entering the Zongren Mansion on errands, they also practiced martial arts, but they are just average, so many years of pampering and pampering, the already not high skills have long been wasted, and how can it be the opponent of Li Minxing and others, who have been added by the sword in ignorance, and after reacting, they immediately shouted together, as for the soldiers led by the two, they were already messed up, although the waist knife has been out of the sheath, but it is just self-protective guard, and do not dare to come forward to save people.

"This king Hongqing is here, he was ordered to come to promote the king of Yongjun, Qian and Ma are on duty, this king has to take down the investigation, it has nothing to do with others, don't you hurry up and put down your blade, are you trying to rebel, huh?"

Qian and Ma didn't stop shouting, Hongqing was already holding the old man's golden order, and slowly walked out from behind the old sixteen, and asked in a loud voice.

"The little ones don't dare!"

"Little Listen!"

……

Zongren's Mansion is next door to the Ministry of Industry, Hongqing often went in and out of the Ministry of Industry in previous years, and a group of officers and soldiers of the Zongren Mansion all knew Hongqing's face, and when they saw Hongqing appearing, they didn't dare to resist anymore, and they all dropped the waist knife in their hands, and they all knelt on the ground.

"Min Xing, take care of these guys, Uncle Sixteen, follow the little nephew."

Seeing that the soldiers were already tied up, Hongqing didn't delay any longer, shook his hand, put the golden order back into the wide sleeves, and then quietly commanded, and then went to the inner courtyard with the old sixteen.

"Good boy, is it majestic enough?"

Although the old thirteen is kept in captivity at home, but the servant family is still not young and old, before Hongqing took the money, Ma and the two of them moved a lot, since they had already gone down to inform the old thirteen, no, Hongqing and the two had just arrived in the inner courtyard, and saw that the old thirteen was already standing in the door with his hands behind his back, this time Hongqing and the old sixteen walked slowly, the corner of the old thirteen's mouth was immediately picked, and he said a word as if he praised and derogated.

"The little nephew has seen the thirteenth uncle."

Seeing the old thirteen standing at the door, Hongqing didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly walked a few steps, grabbed the front, and greeted him very respectfully, while the old sixteen just arched his hand with a big grin, and didn't say anything.

"This is about to begin?"

The old thirteen looked at Hongqing with a smile for a long time, and then a sentence came out with a beginning and no end.

"Uncle Thirteen is right, the decisive moment has come, and the little nephew has come to ask Uncle Thirteen to come forward to preside over the overall situation."

Although Lao Thirteen asked vaguely, Hongqing understood it as soon as he heard it, and he didn't have a lot of nonsense, and he explained his intention straightforwardly.

"So, Emperor Amata......"

Hearing Hongqing's words, the old thirteen's eyes first sharpened, and then darkened, and his face twitched and asked half of the words.

"It should be tonight, if I move quickly, I might be able to catch up."

Hongqing did not hide the truth, sighed slightly, and gave a clear answer concisely.

"Whew...... wait!"

After the old thirteen was silent for a moment, he exhaled a long sullen breath, and he didn't say much, but after spitting out two words coldly, he turned around and strode into the inner courtyard.

"Brother Qing, this ......"

Those screams were obviously the wails of people when they were dying, and as soon as they heard this, Lao Sixteen's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he took a small half step nervously, sticking to Hongqing's side, and opened his mouth with a look of surprise on his face.

"Don't get in the way, Uncle Thirteen is cleaning up the portal, just wait."

Although he has never seen the situation in the inner courtyard with his own eyes, Hongqing knows what is going on inside at a guess, there is no other, the old thirteen kings are the latest, and they have been circled several times before and after, although there are a lot of people in the house, but there are not many loyal people, all forces have stuffed nails into the old thirteen mansions, not to mention others, that is, Hongqing has stuffed more than a dozen people into the old thirteen mansions before and after, and now he has to do big things, how can the old thirteen leave the root of the bane, naturally he has to kill in the inner courtyard, and now the situation, Hongqing can not come forward to stop it, can only hope in my heart that the person I sent in will escape by luck.

"Ha, it's really fucking cool, let's go, go to Fengtai Camp!"

After a stick of incense, the old thirteen had already dressed up in the court clothes, and walked out of the inside with a sharp sword that was dripping blood, but seeing that he smiled coldly, he did not erase the blood stains on the sword, and casually inserted the sword into the scabbard on his waist, clapped his hands, scolded in relief, raised his feet and went out, Hongqing and the old sixteen saw this, and did not say much, after exchanging glances with each other, they all silently followed behind the old thirteen......

"Stop coming, the barracks are heavy, trespassers, die!"

The Fengtai camp is located in the southern suburbs of Beijing, built on the mountain, is where the royal elite troops are located, the security has always been extremely tight, Hongqing and his party have just arrived at the distance of hundreds of steps from the Yuanmen, they have been stopped by a team of patrols.

"Uncle Sixteen, you have to deal with it."

In the small carriage, Hongqing and the old thirteen and the sixteenth were very aggrieved and crowded together, but the poor three of them were burly people, and they were all tossed up enough when the road was bumpy.

"Hey, look at the master."

This is all a matter that has been decided in advance, the old sixteen will not have any objections, and he responded excitedly, squeezed out of the middle of Hongqing and the old thirteen, lifted the curtain of the car, jumped out of the car from the inside, took a few steps forward, stopped reservedly, raised his hand, and played an official tone towards the team of officers and soldiers who were on guard: "The sixteenth master is here, who are you waiting for to lead the team, stand up and speak." ”

"The last general, the striker B battalion, will see the general E Shanchun to see the sixteenth master, I don't know if you have any business here?"

I heard that the old sixteen reported to his home so much, and then looked at his neat shell clothes, (before coming to the Fengtai camp, the old sixteen had already changed into court clothes.) The general who led the inspection did not dare to be careless, but he was polite, but he was not too courteous, but after seeing him bow and salute, he asked about the old sixteen's intentions.

"Hey, the master is really here for business, at the behest of Emperor Ama, I came to transfer a new army to Changchun Garden to help the fun, the existing golden order is here, you can come to check it!"

The old ** shook his hand with a grin, took out the golden order obtained by Hongqing from his wide sleeve, and held it high above his head.