For the appearance of this uninvited guest, Wan Jiashu obviously did not have any mental preparation, and for a while he was speechless, not knowing what to say, and only protecting his father. Wantong's expression also changed, and he pointed out: "Yang Chengzu, what are you doing here?" ”

Yang Chengzu's expression was calm, as if he really came to visit the door, "It's nothing, it's just that I just went to Yibin Wujinghe and sat there, and then I heard about something, so I came to see Wanzhou Mu." How's it going, doesn't it matter what your injuries are? Wan Gongzi, where are you going, you are in a hurry to leave as soon as you meet, isn't it? ”

Wan Jiashu took advantage of Yang Chengzu's words, grabbed an inkstone on the table and threw it at him, and then didn't see if he was missed, but rushed to the window quickly. Of course, he knew that this man had bad intentions, but as a man of letters, he could not gain the upper hand in the fight, and his only hope was to escape.

Whether it is the honor soldier who calls the palace or the guard who patrols the watch, he can stop the other party from committing murder. As long as he didn't want to rebel, he didn't dare to kill the court officials in front of people.

He moved quickly, throwing the inkstone and running wildly, almost in one go, the door could not be exited, but it was okay to walk through the window. As a person with several adventures, he is no stranger to walking through windows, but the moment he touched the window in his hand, there was a chill behind him, and then he had the same feeling in his chest.

Lowering his head, half of the tip of the knife had appeared on his chest, Wan Jiashu seemed not to believe that this would really happen, and opened his mouth to shout something, but he couldn't shout anything. As the knife was withdrawn, a stream of blood arrows erupted, and the Vangar Tree Man fell forward, slamming down against the window.

His hands were desperately grasping as if a drowning person was saving himself, and he picked off countless sawdust, but after all, he couldn't stop his body and slid down weakly. Yang Chengzu's treasure knife swung again, this time directly cutting off Wan Jiashu's head, holding the hair bun in his hand, and skillfully stuffing the human head into the skin bag around his waist.

There are a lot of killings these days, and this kind of action is already familiar, and he said while putting his head down: "Wu Jinghe, Wan Jiashu, since the two of you have such a good relationship, it's nothing to get closer." Wanzhou Mu, it's your turn. ”

Wan Tong seemed to want to struggle out of bed, but under the influence of the injury, he only barely stood up after all, and could not do anything else. However, his tone did not have much fear, just more majesty and anger: "This is what the prince instructed you to do?" Killing honor guests and killing people in the court, aren't you afraid of raiding your home and destroying your door? ”

"I'm afraid, who is not afraid of raiding the house and destroying the door, but you are a pro-people official, you should know better than me. A criminal who is not caught is not a criminal, and in fact, even if he is caught, he is not necessarily a criminal. I've seen a lot of this kind of thing in the yamen, so I don't need to say more. ”

He walked towards Wantong as he spoke, and the sword tapped lightly on the table, "You don't have to think about saving soldiers or anything, your servants in this courtyard have been dealt with." And this yard is clean and remote, so no one will come, so don't think about it so much, just wait for death. ”

"You dare to kill the imperial court?"

"You even dare to deal with the vassal king, I kill you as a life official, what's the big deal? By the way, I would like to remind you that I am now a seriously injured person, lying in bed to recuperate, and I am very saddened by the matter of your family. But it has nothing to do with me. ”

"Are you...... Deliberately? ”

"That's right, it's called ...... Help! It's not much like the ploy you've made, but you're using it to gain sympathy, and I'm using it as an alibi. Yang Chengzu said as he slammed out a punch, hitting Wantong's abdomen, knocking others down on the bed again, and the whole person curled up like a shrimp.

"It hurts, doesn't it? But you even suffered a knife, and your fists are nothing, and the left and right are all people who are about to hit the road, do you care about two more punches or two less punches? This kind of thing happened, it's really not what I wanted, in fact, how good would it be if you were willing to cooperate with me? You should be a good magistrate, here in the palace, and be a good prince. After this matter is over, everyone discusses and writes a fold, divides the things that should be divided, some people eat meat and some drink soup, everyone is happy, hello, hello, everyone, how happy is this? You have to mess up a good deed, you have to make a comedy a tragedy, what is the picture? ”

"The Prince's ...... The royal palace conspired to rebel. "The force of that punch was very heavy, Wantong was an injured man after all, and under this punch, he had lost the ability to resist. But he still tried his best to say: "This official didn't ...... Didn't do anything wrong. The vassal king is like a moth, if he does not get rid of it for a day, and if Anlu does not have peace for a day, the people of Anlu will suffer. This official reads the book of Confucius and Mencius, understands the righteousness of the sage, admires the heaven and earth, and eliminates harm for all people, although he dies, how can he regret it? One day, this case will be solved, I think what will happen to you then? ”

"That's right, it's worthy of being a magistrate, but when you're dying, you're still so hard-mouthed." Yang Chengzu sneered: "The palace is nothing more than making some deals with the Ning Domain, and this has become a conspiracy and rebellion?" If you go to the border pass, you must not kill all the border soldiers who trade with the Mongols privately and sell firearms and ordnance to the Mongols in exchange for horses? I don't even understand the truth that if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and it's no wonder that I can only be a governor, if I do it, will the people of this province still live? Just say that you don't like the palace, why make so many excuses for yourself, you look like how direct I am, I am angry for the county lord, and I killed people for the sake of the palace, and you are going to die for this reason. ”

"It's not going to be like that." Wan Sympathy knew that he was not lucky, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death, but he still said it in his mouth. "This official is waiting for you to be sentenced by Wan Ling Chi, Ming Zheng."

"You can't wait for that day, stop writing anything with your hand, it's useless. This kind of method of leaving evidence behind the crime is relatively low-level, and I would have done it a long time ago. The person in charge of inspecting the scene tomorrow is someone from my Department of Honor and Guard, and by the way, Lu Bing will lead the team. Everything you leave behind will be gone, so save some effort and hurry up over there, maybe you can catch up with your son. ”

The sword fell, and blood flew.

After killing people, Yang Chengzu rummaged through the room again, stuffed a stack of things into his arms, and threw the lamp oil on Wantong's dead corpse with his hand, and threw the few illuminated candles at the corpse.

After a while, there were bursts of gongs and shouts of water in the palace. In the stormy weather, such a fire is destined to not burn, but looking at the fire and smoke, many people can have a premonition: An Lu, who has just calmed down, is destined to have a new round of storms.