When the three of them were discussing how much money to lend Yang Hao and what means they would use to get it back, a few masked people suddenly broke in, and they threatened them not to make a sound, threatening that whoever dared to make a little noise, they would immediately go on a killing spree, Yang Hao had taught the three of them that if they were hijacked by a strongman, they must stay calm first, saving their lives is the most important thing, and everything else is easy to discuss.

The extraordinary calmness of the three left a deep impression on the chief manager, he asked Yan Lu to tell Qing'er that the three of them were from the Thorn Horse Camp, so that they didn't have to worry, the name of the Thorn Horse Camp, only Qing'er had heard it among the three, it was when Yang Hao took her to flee after the Manna Change, she heard it in Yang Hao's dream, and later she asked Yang Hao, Yang Hao did not hide it, and told her the truth,

Qing'er was determined not to make any resistance, and obeyed the command of the chief manager, it turned out that her judgment was not wrong, the chief manager did not mean to harm Yang Hao, they were just testing his loyalty, at this time she saw that Yang Hao was safe and sound, and she was relieved,

The chief manager spoke: "Send the three ladies down to rest, I still have something to say to Yang Tingshi." ”

The three of them suddenly panicked, although the chief manager's tone was very gentle when he spoke, but after all, the three of them are also people who have experienced a lot of things, can they see each other again this time, looking at the three of them with teary eyes, Yang Hao silently shook his head at them, signaling the three of them to go quickly, Qing'er took one of them in one hand, and persuaded softly: "Let's go, it will be fine." ”

Yan Lu shouted in a sharp voice: "Let's go, what are you still rubbing." ”

Xiaoyu was holding a belly of fire, hearing this, she walked straight to Yan Lu, and without waiting for Yan Lu to react to what was going on, she suddenly raised her foot and stepped on Yan Lu's foot hard,

"Ouch," Yan Lu screamed, hugged his feet and jumped up,

"Oops."

Xiaoyu just stepped on it, Lu Rui didn't dare to kick him weakly, Yan Lu squatted on the ground and rubbed his legs with his legs exposed, sucking vigorously in his mouth, everyone looked at all this dumbfounded, no one thought that Mrs. Shi would turn her face when she said that she would turn her face, and she would play a little bit and ignore a little face.

Yang Hao coughed heavily, and finally stopped Qing'er from making a move, looking at Yan Lu's embarrassed look, the chief manager shook his head helplessly, turned around and stared at Yang Hao coldly: "What you said is right, Fengzhou really can't leave you for a moment." ”

Although this is a joke, but there is also a bit of dissatisfaction, Yang Hao unconsciously felt a little more careful, the mahjong on the table has been stacked, the dice are placed in Lu Rui's position, Qing'er and Xiaoyu's position There are still some scattered silver, but the pile of silver that Lu Rui won is missing, did she take it away, this girl's hand is fast enough,

The chief manager sat down on the right seat of the square table, and when he saw Yang Hao standing respectfully in front of him, he pressed his hand:

"Sit, sit, sit down."

The general manager's tone was unusually kind, and there was no arrogance at all, Yang Hao sat down,

"If I remember correctly, you entered the camp in March of the ninth year of Yamato, right?" The chief manager talked about the past in a very leisurely tone, as if two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years were chatting, and his golden mask looked very weird in the candlelight, reminding Yang Hao that he didn't dare to relax at all.

"It's rare that the chief manager still remembers." Yang Hao laughed at himself, "It's a pity that my subordinates were isolated and examined in less than a month." ”

"Young people will inevitably make some small mistakes, since ancient times, how many heroes and heroes have been planted in this 'color' word, fortunately, you can get lost and know how to return, and repeatedly perform miraculous feats for the saints, from the nine-rank halberd to the five-grade horizontal knife, since the establishment of the stabbing horse camp, there are only a few people, you are one of them, this is also the glory of my Baoli Society."

The general manager speaks very slowly, the language is unpretentious, but the shock brought to Yang Hao is difficult to express in words, in the past two years, he has taken root in the frontier, struggled alone, Fengzhou can have today's situation, and he finally has a thin credit, but the above seems to have forgotten himself, ignoring and ignoring, while he is happy with freedom, the loneliness in his heart is also getting worse day by day,

"Relying on the blessing of the saints, the chief manager taught, and the soldiers used their lives, Yang Hao has no merit."

"You don't have to be modest, everything you've done over the years, I've seen it in my eyes, it's really a bit impersonal to let you pick up the burden of Fengzhou alone, but I don't want to give you too much restraint and pressure, young people are vibrant, dare to dare to do, this is nature, conservative and self-contained people are not born like this, they are forced out of the bad habits of officialdom, I don't want the people of the Baoli Society to become submissive and conservative, so I want to let go of your hands and let you try to break through by yourself, so that you can experience steel in the wind and rain."

Yang Hao listened to these words, his heart was quite moved, and he felt ashamed and uneasy that he had been misunderstanding the "above", at this time something happened that surprised Yang Hao, the chief manager suddenly took off his mask, the chief manager behind the mask was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with an angular face, and his eyes were calm and resolute,

"His Royal Highness the King of Light." Yang Hao hurriedly got up to pay homage, he never thought that the chief manager of the Baoli Society was actually Li Chen, the king of light, Li Chen is the thirteenth son of Li Chun of Tang Xianzong, the uncle of Li Ang, the current Emperor of Wenzong, and the biological father of Li Qing, the princess of Yichun, Yang Hao had seen him a few times at the court meeting, but he did not leave any deep impression, Li Chen helped Yang Hao,

"I have enshrined the Holy One and promoted you to the rank of the fourth rank horizontal sword to show your merits." Speaking of this, Li Chen said with some sadness, "That's all I can do for you." ”

In the four levels of the stabbing horse battalion, the lowest low-level halberd is far away from the core, which can only be regarded as the periphery of the organization, and the horizontal knife is the backbone of the stabbing horse battalion, but the power of the low-level horizontal knife (grade from five to four grades) is not great, and the things done are not essentially different from the halberd, the same can not contact the core secrets, but the horizontal knife above the fourth grade can contact a lot of core secrets, coupled with the restriction of the ancestral training of "the sword does not go out of Beijing", the power treatment enjoyed by the high-level horizontal knife outside Chang'an City is basically the same level as the sword,

According to the internal regulations of the Stinger Horse Battalion, the promotion and demotion of the low-level horizontal sword and the halberd are decided by the Grand Governor, and the high-level horizontal sword and saber are personally decided by the emperor, the second half of Li Chen's sentence is meaningful, although the promotion of the high-level horizontal knife and saber is not in the hands of the Grand Commander, but the power of recommendation is still there, whether Li Chen's words are implying that he is about to leave office, if this is the case, this Xiazhou meeting is not so simple, Yang Hao feels that he is being drawn into a whirlpool, and the struggle between the top leaders of the Thorn Horse Battalion has never stopped, This time I will no longer be a spectator,

"Mr. Xie is in charge of cultivation, and his subordinates do not hesitate to go to the soup and fire."

"Well said." This may be a sentence that Li Chen has been looking forward to for a long time, he took Yang Hao's hand, "You are also the one who crawled out of the pile of dead people in Daming Palace, I won't say much if you say anything superfluous, the eunuch is in charge, mistaken for my Datang, my sons and daughters, and I am hot-blooded and angry." Li Chen used the four sentences in the song of the Assassin Horse Camp as the conclusion of this conversation, and the intention was very appropriate.

After Yang Hao sent Li Chen away, it is expected that someone will come to him, and the general manager will be a sage and a good person who is kind to others, so he can't say some things too plainly, but some words can't be understood, so there will always be a "villain" behind the sage, Yang Hao stands at the door of the small courtyard, waiting for the appearance of the "villain",

"Congratulations to Yang Thorn History, congratulations to Yang Thorn History."

With a loud conversation, the "villain" that Yang Hao was waiting for finally appeared, the size of the "villain" is not small, according to the standards of later generations, it is a full 1.85 meters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, big shoulders and round waist, but it is a pity that people in their thirties have a smooth chin and no grass.

"It turned out to be a eunuch...... Yang Hao was a little disgusted, and he rushed to the person and bowed his hand: "Please ask the surname Gao." ”

"Ma Yuanzhen." The answer from the person came was unusually simple,

"What do you have to tell Grandpa Ma to find Yang?" Yang Hao directly pointed out his identity,

Ma Yuanzhen hesitated slightly, and said softly: "If you don't dare to order, send something to Lord Thorn Shi." He turned around and waved his hand, and the four young men in Tsing Yi brought a big urn, the mouth of the urn was covered with a purple silk, Ma Yuanzhen lifted the purple silk and patted the mouth of the urn, and suddenly poked out a head with a cloak from the mouth of the urn, the face was narrow and long, pale without any blood, the eye sockets were deep and the eyes were hollow and dull, and a rancid smell came out of the mouth of the urn.

Yang Hao's heart was shocked, this kind of torture is called "vegetable body", it was invented by the eunuchs of the Inner Servant Province, they cut off the hands and feet of the prisoner, stuffed it into a large urn, and then poured a special potion into the urn, the wound of the prisoner is soaked in the potion, neither heals nor immediately becomes inflamed and ulcerates, the potion is changed every three days, if not changed, the wound of the prisoner is inflamed**, and then the high fever does not go away, and the prisoner will slowly die in endless torment,

There is no evil in human nature than this, since he saw this kind of torture with his own eyes, Yang Hao began to dislike those eunuchs who were obedient in appearance,

"What are you doing when you show me this?" Yang Hao covered his nose and asked dissatisfiedly,

"Don't you think Yang Tingshi's face is very familiar?" Ma Yuanzhen looked at Yang Hao with a gloomy face,

"Oh." Yang Hao was a little surprised in his heart, the person in the urn was indeed a little familiar, but he didn't want to look at the human head again.

"Please make it clear to my father-in-law."

"He is Lin Tongwei." Ma Yuanzhen said word by word,

"Lin Tongwei, isn't he dead?" Yang Hao remembered that after the change of manna, Lin Tong helped Qiu Shiliang frantically persecute the Thorn Horse Camp, and was killed by the assassins arranged by Nian Hao, but he didn't expect that he didn't die and fell into the hands of the Thorn Horse Camp.

"This man's sin is too great, let him die if it's not so cheap." Ma Yuanzhen said viciously, and then he said with a smirk on his face: "When he killed Qi Yu, Yang Tingshi swore to take revenge, and your revenge can be avenged tonight." Ma Yuanzhen dropped this sentence and turned around and disappeared into the night, Yang Hao knew in his heart that Lin Tongwei could live to this day, there must be someone in the assassin horse camp who was protecting him, and while killing him to avenge him, he also cut off his own way of retreat, Li Chen was forcing himself to stand in line,

Yang Hao looked at the white head that was soaked in the potion, and sighed in his heart, life is really like a play, the grievances and grievances between himself and Lin Tongwei will end up like this, I remember that after overthrowing Wang Shoucheng, he once beat Lin Tongwei on the street, Lin Tongwei at that time was submissive, where was the slightest demeanor of the No. 2 person in Xiaoqingyi, but after the change of the Daming Palace, he took refuge in Qiu Shiliang, frantically persecuted the assassin horse camp, and instructed Qi Yu to almost put himself to death, and now, he was in front of his eyes, shrinking in a big urn, The previous grievances and grievances were all dissipated for a while, and Yang Hao pulled out a dagger from his leather boots to end his pain,

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Lin Tongwei coughed lightly twice, in the dead of night, it sounded very weird,

"Thank you ......"

The sound squeezed out of Lin Tongwei's throat was like floating out of the crack in the ground, which made people shudder.

Lin Tongwei looked at Yang Hao for the last time with cloudy and dumb eyes, his eyes revealed the joy of relief, he slowly raised his neck, silently looking forward to it, under the white moonlight, the gray, black and rancid water in the urn did not move, Lin Tongwei entered meditation,

Yang Hao raised his dagger and cut his throat briskly, black and red blood gurgling out of the crack......

Li Wei and a cadre of guards ran over breathlessly, Yang Hao only brought ten guards in this trip, Zhang Lang and three guards were responsible for the daytime guards, and Li Wei and six other guards were on duty at night. ”

Meng Bochang came with the guards, but there was no one around him when he spoke, Li Wei hesitated, and had to go to the shopkeeper of the inn in person, who knew that as soon as he stepped into the front hall, he was disarmed by Meng Bochang's personal guards, and then saw that the other six companions had been detained here one step ahead of him,

Yang Hao didn't blame everyone, Meng Bochang personally went out, and he would still be disarmed if he was himself, Yang Hao picked up the red silk that was thrown on the ground and covered Lin Tongwei's head, and asked a few guards to carry a large urn out of the back door of the inn to find a piece of wasteland to bury.