Everyone withdrew one after another, and only Yuan Chonghuan, who was high above, and Mao Wenlong, who was tied up like a crab, were left in the tent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Governor Jiliao, who had already finished most of the dramas and was only short of the last knife, was in a good mood, so when Mao Wenlong asked to talk to him alone, he agreed without thinking, and now he looked at Mao Wenlong like an old cat who had only caught a mouse, and there was no lack of banter in his eyes.

"Why do you have to kill me?" Mao Wenlong's tone was very flat, not at all like a person who was about to be killed.

"I am also in the ...... of the Holy Order" Yuan Chonghuan said casually, but was interrupted by Mao Wenlong.

"Come on! Everyone is gone, there is no need to make any more dramas! Mao Wenlong's knife-like face was full of disdain, and he rolled his eyes and said coldly, "Die, I admit it!" But I want to die to understand...... Inspector Yuan, aren't you worried that I know about your ghost tricks to sue Lord Yan? …… Haven't you turbans always claimed not to believe in gods and Buddhas? ”

Yuan Chonghuan smiled, pursed his lips but did not speak, which was regarded as answering Mao Wenlong's question.

"Good! If you don't want to say it, I'll take a guess! Mao Wenlong couldn't wait for a response, and couldn't help but say angrily, "Between you and me, there is more cooperation than fighting...... I think that whether it was the battle of Ningyuan or the battle of Ningjin, if I didn't respond from the side, it would be impossible for you to achieve a great victory...... Inspector Yuan, am I right? ”

Yuan Chonghuan groaned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, if it wasn't for your attack that day, it is not known who killed the deer." ”

"That's right, you have no reason to kill me in public or private," Mao Wenlong frowned and said thoughtfully, "Your attitude towards me has changed suddenly, but after becoming the governor of Jiliao, I think you have been murderous to me since then...... Why do you get rid of me when you become an overseer? Liao is one of them! …… In the past, you only managed to go outside the customs, and you still had a lot of trouble with Gao Di and the king's ministers in order to compete for salary, but now that you are in power, you naturally wish to leave all the Liao salaries in your Ningyuan City, and the other military town camps that want to get a piece of the pie are all eliminated...... I have tens of thousands of Dongjiang soldiers and more than 100,000 displaced people, so I have naturally become a thorn in your eye! ”

The corners of Yuan Chonghuan's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak anymore, and looked at Mao Wenlong coldly, looking like he knew it.

"But this is just an introduction, if it's just for food, you won't take risks," Mao Wenlong seemed to gradually understand, and his frowning brows stretched slightly, "Party struggle!" Party strife is the key to killing me...... When you resigned from your post with Liaofu, you must have been extremely unwilling in your heart, and it is normal for you to seek recovery from your activities up and down...... coincides with the ascension to the pole today, the fall of Wei Biao, Donglin Dasheng, how can you not hug Donglin's thigh? …… It's a pity that you are not in the Donglin lineage, and you want to seek this high position as the governor of Liao, Donglin is afraid that he will make a lot of requests...... It's just that I really can't figure it out, why me? ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Yuan Chonghuan's eyes, and he smiled with relief - he was surprised that Mao Wenlong was really a person who had been in the sea for a long time, and he had seen these exchanges of interests and behind-the-scenes operations as if he had seen them firsthand, and he analyzed them thoroughly, almost exactly the same as the truth; And what relieved him was that it didn't matter if Mao Wenlong guessed correctly, he was about to send him to see the king of Hades.

In fact, Donglin Zhang Pu did not designate Yuan Chonghuan to kill Mao Wenlong at the beginning, but asked him to choose an opportunity to take down a certain general-level military general in order to form a prison, and the real target was the people in the pavilion who opposed Donglin!

Since Yuan Chonghuan became the governor of Jiliao as he wished, he began to look for such a target person, and several lists were rejected by Zhang Pu; It wasn't until he began to negotiate peace that Huang Taiji asked him to get rid of Mao Wenlong, and he recommended it to Zhang Pu, who didn't say no this time, but just asked him to make things bigger, so there was the result of killing Mao today.

"Huh? Why me? Seeing that he was silent, Mao Wenlong raised his voice and asked.

"You're a eunuch! You give Wei Eunuch a living shrine! Yuan Chonghuan blurted out without thinking about it.

"Joke!" Mao Wenlong reprimanded angrily, "What Donglin, the Eunuch Party, and the Chu Party and the Zhejiang Party, aren't these all things that you turban is playing with?" When will martial artists also be able to form parties for personal gain? …… said that I set up an ancestral hall for Wei Eunuch, which chief soldier in the towns of the world dared not to set it up for him? …… My generation of warriors, the food is in the hands of your turbans, and the weapons and armor are in the hands of the eunuchs, who do we dare to offend? …… If I dared not stand up, Wei Gelding would immediately dare to let me Dongjiang Town kill the Tartars with my bare ass! …… If it is the eunuch party who has set up the ancestral hall, then the dozens of general soldiers in the world are not all eunuchs? ”

"Not bad! You are all eunuchs! Yuan Chonghuan simply said the truth, "Whether to rectify or not, when to rectify, and how to rectify, naturally there are regulations!" ”

Mao Longwen stared at Yuan Chonghuan speechless for a long time, expressions of anger, horror, sadness, hatred and so on flashed on his face one by one like a marquee, his chest, which was firmly bound by cow tendons, rose and fell more and more violently, and his throat also made a gasp like a cow's roar; Yuan Chonghuan looked at him with great interest, and seemed to be very satisfied with this scene.

"All the soldiers in the world are eunuchs! Good! After a long time, Mao Wenlong's eyes were about to burst and roared, "We are desperate with our heads and tartars!" Shed all your blood to regain your homeland! I never thought of giving up when I watched my brothers starve to death! actually changed back to such a sentence: all the soldiers in the world are eunuchs! …… The lives of our warriors are not lives, but just the weight of your power and political enemies! …… Yuan Manzi, you are not fucking humans, you are beasts! ”

In the face of Mao Wenlong's roar, Yuan Chonghuan coughed lightly twice unnaturally, pretending to be calm and stroked his beard and muttered, "Don't complain, you're unlucky, it's just a coincidence." ”

Mao Wenlong clearly heard this sentence in his ears, combined with the various rumors that he heard about the Yuan Inspector about seeking money on weekdays, Mao Wenlong's angry mind suddenly became clear, and he muttered incredulously, "At the right time?" Yuan Manzi, did you sell Lao Tzu to the Tartar? ”

After speaking, he struggled violently and wanted to jump up, but he was tied too tightly by the cow tendons, fell to the ground, and scolded himself, "The surname is Yuan, **** your eight-generation ancestor!" …… You fucking colluded with Tartars, you can't even enter the ancestral grave when you die! …… I'm just a ghost......"

His angry scolding stopped abruptly, but Yuan Chonghuan personally stuffed a walnut into his mouth, but he struggled desperately, his face was flushed, as if he was about to drip blood!

"Your life, in exchange for three years of respite for the Ming Dynasty, it's worth it!" Yuan Chonghuan ignored it, leaned into his face and whispered, his tone as cold as a knife.

After speaking, Yuan Chonghuan stood up and dusted off his robe, and then shouted loudly, "Someone is coming!" Mao rebelled against the law and dragged him out to be punished! ”

"Karala!"

The silver serpent's lightning pierced the cloudy sky, shocking people's souls; The wind howled over the twin islands, like the mourning of the earth; The bean-sized raindrops poured down without warning, and God seemed to be venting its anger in this way!

On the boiling mud floor, the crystal clear piece of mutton fat jade was trampled on and shattered into several pieces. (To be continued.) )