The night passed quietly...

It wasn't until midnight that six or seven men came out of the alley, dressed in black and carrying long swords, exactly like the men in black on the dock that day.

After waiting for most of the night, just waiting for such a few people, Yang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, and made a clicking motion with his palm in the air.

The guards who were lying in ambush on the walls on both sides suddenly jumped down, blocking the retreat of the men in black.

The guards who were lying in ambush against the wall stepped forward and blocked the path of the man in black.

"Kill!"

Just a few small shrimps, Yang Xiaoyu was not in the mood to capture them alive, so he directly ordered them to be killed.

Dozens of guards attacked back and forth, wave after wave, and in less than a moment, all the men in black were slaughtered, and there was a man in black who was not dead, struggling to escape, and the guards stepped forward to be a heart-piercing sword, and directly sent him down to see the lifeless old mother.

After killing these black-clothed people, Yang Xiaoyu asked the guards to rip off their clothes, and sure enough, everyone had lotus marks on them.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled, the corpses of these men in black are important evidence of his meritorious service, and it is not difficult to lose them, so he immediately sent the guards to get a carriage, threw all the corpses of the men in black into the car, and sent them to the Jinyi Guard's Thousand Households.

At the same time, Chen Yingren intercepted seven black-clothed people at the entrance of another alley, and all of them were killed, and none of them survived.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, it seems that these black-clothed people are walking separately, and there are them in every alley.

Killing fourteen men in black is not a small credit.

Moreover, Miss Yan'er's identity is extraordinary, with her, she can be worth ten people in black.

After Yang Xiaoyu asked the guards to send away the body, he took Chen Yingren to the Thousand Households.

Zhou Tong and Cao Tai have already returned, and the two of them have gained a good harvest and captured six White Lotus remnants. Kill thirty-two!

Yang Xiaoyu silently calculated, and there were still forty-three remnants of the White Lotus who had escaped.

After these people escape, they will definitely not stay in Yangzhou for long, after all, this place has become a dangerous place, and if they are not careful, they will be the next to be killed by the government.

Therefore. Yang Xiaoyu deduced that they would leave Yangzhou and go to Shandong and other places.

All five servants of the Senhu family were responsible for examining the corpses, inferring weapons, and judging the time of the deceased.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Xiaoyu sent the corpses of all the remnants of the White Lotus Sect to the morgue, and the servants examined their corpses to see if they could find anything!

After arranging some trivial matters, Yang Xiaoyu praised Zhou Tong and Cao Tai a few words. instructed the two of them to be on duty tonight and not to be lazy, and then took Chen Yingren and a cadre of guards back to the house to rest.

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Summer is colorful, quiet is lake blue, pure is milky white, noble is beige, warm is red, elegant is silver gray. The solemn is jet black...... Colourful colours fill the warm summer day.

Elegant daisies, rich tulips, delicate camellias, enchanting peonies...... The fragrant aroma fills the secluded courtyard.

The crisp frog drum, the knowing noise, the murmur of gnats, and the gentle call of birds......

Yang Xiaoyu fell asleep and felt that his whole body was sore and weak. My head was dizzy, and I couldn't beat up a trace of energy.

These days are busy with the affairs of a thousand households, he can be said to return at sunset, walk at sunrise, and his life is full of boredom and boredom.

Fortunately, the affairs of the Thousand Households have been regularized, and the Ling family has been eradicated. The rudder of the White Lotus Sect in Yangzhou was destroyed, and most of the followers were slashed and killed.

He gave himself a day off today, and he didn't go anywhere, so he stayed quietly in the back garden, watching the graceful posture of the four girls dancing in the garden.

A cup of herbal tea. A gazebo, a garden, he sat in the pavilion and sipped herbal tea, and his life was extremely comfortable.

A few months ago, he had planned for his life like this.

Later, an inexplicable assassination caused him to completely change his way of life.

Today, he can appreciate all this, enjoy all this, and only he knows the sweetness and sourness in it.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at the neat and uniform swordsmanship of the four women, and there was an extra compliment in his eyes, he taught the four women swordsmanship just with the intention of appreciating the sword dance, but the four girls were able to persist day and night, and the sweat that flowed out of it was very imaginable.

His swordsmanship is average, and he is reluctant to use it for self-protection, and it is not enough to kill people. The four women's swordsmanship today is a little less soft and more spicy, which Chen Yingren instructed before going out in the morning.

has been in this era for almost a year, and he has enough resistance to the beauties in Jiangnan.

In the beautiful Jiangnan with beautiful mountains and rivers, there is never a shortage of beauties, and they are just one of the wonders of the south of the Yangtze River.

In the small town in the south of the Yangtze River, any one of the four women can be called the first beauty, and in the city of Yangzhou, where the beauties are like forests, they can only be regarded as upper, middle and upper appearance, there are many women who are more glamorous than them, and among the women Yang Xiaoyu knows, Ling Lu can surpass them.

Temperament and appearance have always been a woman's score line, and they are also the standard by which a man measures a woman by her appearance.

Yang Xiaoyu likes beauties, after all, beautiful landscapes have always been easy to accept.

Just like now, the four women are all dressed in white gauze skirts, neat swordsmanship, the same pace, different postures, and different expressions.

The four women practiced swordsmanship for a while, perhaps because the weather was too hot, or because someone in the pavilion was admiring, they threw down their swords one after another and came to the pavilion to chirp.

After getting along for a long time, the four girls know Yang Xiaoyu's temper very well, knowing that he generally does not get angry, nor does he lose his temper, and he does not have the impetuousness and arrogance of other sons.

This is also the reason why the fourth daughter regained her free body and never left Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu does not reject women in the dust, and there is nothing so-called. Female plot, in his opinion, a woman is enough as long as she is beautiful, as for whether it is the end. Bi's body doesn't matter.

Of course, this woman is limited to his wife, after all, his wife is the one who spends his life with him.

"Childe, shall we play chess?" Wang Xiaoya stood on the side and said coquettishly.

"Childe, let's practice swords together, right?" Xu Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied with Wang Xiaoya's flattery, and said softly.

Fang Rujing and Zhang Ke'er stood aside and chuckled, but did not speak, in their eyes, Xu Xiaoxiao and Wang Xiaoya were competing for favor, after all, the second daughter had been pitied by the son, which was like the two of them, and now they are only in close contact with the son, and there is nothing else.

"If you want to play chess, you can play by yourself, and if you want to practice swords, Young Master Ben is so dizzy today, I have to go back to my room and sleep again!" Yang Xiaoyu stood up and stretched, rubbed his swollen head, and turned to leave.

Just as he was ten steps away, the chirping in the gazebo began again.

Yang Xiaoyu thought as he walked, he had to prepare an errand for the four girls, and the four girls in the province pestered him all day long, and he was in a good mood, but he was yelled at by them, and he had no thoughts.

The four girls were born in the dust, and they only talk about piano singing, poetry and drinking, and nothing else.

Yang Xiaoyu thought about it for a while, and felt that there was only one thing suitable for the four girls, and there was no need to show up.

A woman's lack of talent is virtue, which has been a precept since ancient times.

Yang Xiaoyu wanted them to learn from female popularity, recite female commandments by the way, and train them to become well-informed women.

Thinking about it this way, he thinks it's okay, but it's too difficult to train the four dusty women into well-informed ladies.

Yang Xiaoyu, who was walking with his head down and frowning, saw a figure one step away, stopped and looked up, it turned out to be Mingyue!

Mingyue and Ling Lu live in the small courtyard at the back, how did they get here?

Yang Xiaoyu put away the questions in his heart and said with a smile: "Why did you come here?" ”

"What are you going to do with Third Miss, do you send her to the Sect Division, or send her to the execution ground?" Mingyue turned sideways, ignoring Yang Xiaoyu's smile, and asked coldly.

It seems that Ling Lu didn't tell Mingyue about the deal between herself and her.

It's no wonder that Ling Lu used to be a high-ranking eldest lady, and now she wants to be a personal maid for herself, how can she say this.

"Which one do you want?" Yang Xiaoyu asked with a chuckle.

"I wish you could let the third lady go!" Mingyue Liu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, thought for a moment, and said loudly.

"Let her go, aren't you afraid that Young Master Ben's head will be clicked off by Shangguan?" Yang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"If you don't spare the third lady's life, I'll take your head before them!" Mingyue threw down this sentence coldly, turned around and left.

It's really unlucky, Yang Xiaoyu let out a long sullen breath, when can this woman not be cold?

It seems that since the last time she covered a quilt with her, she has become much gentler to herself, however, when we meet again this time, she has reverted to a cold appearance.

Yang Xiaoyu shook his head, slowly shook into the room, and fell asleep.

Three days went on like this.

Three days later, news came from Hangzhou, and the governor of Zhejiang wrote a letter about the copying of the Ling family, which had been sent to the capital.

Hearing the news, Yang Xiaoyu did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly summoned Hu Chenghe, the chief scribe of the Thousand Households, to write an official letter and send it to the Fusi of Beizhen.

In the official document, Yang Xiaoyu carefully reported how to track down the collusion between the Ling family and the remnants of the White Lotus, and truthfully wrote down the number of remnants of the White Lotus that he had eradicated these days, and arrested the helmsman of the Yangzhou branch of the remnants of the White Lotus and sent them to the capital on a certain day.

After writing this official document, Yang Xiaoyu asked Hu Chenghe to write a list of money and wealth copied from the Ling family's mansion.

On the list, Yang Xiaoyu only copied out 200,000 taels of silver tickets, and everything else was seized by the Zhejiang Capital Division.

After writing these things, Yang Xiaoyu sent a messenger to the school captain to quickly send the official document to the capital, and sent an official letter to the Nanzhen Fusi, explaining the recent incident of the White Lotus remnants in Hangzhou and Yangzhou.

After dealing with these trivial matters, the time of the day flies in the blink of an eye.

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