Chapter 135: The Rainstorm Is Cold

"Young master, this place is the closest to the Yamen of the Judge, and you can go directly to the Yamen of the Judge through the alley in front!" Wang Chong wiped the rain off his face, looked at the surrounding landmark buildings, and replied loudly. + Top Novel,

"Let's go, go to the judge!" Yang Xiaoyu snorted coldly and took the lead in leaving the dead end.

The water on the ground was more than half a foot high, and Yang Xiaoyu's boots were full of muddy water, and he walked with a puff, and his feet were cold!

The guards were no better, and some of the guards with poor physique were pale and shivering from the rain.

Yang Xiaoyu knew that he couldn't stay in the rain for too long, otherwise, his body would be prone to cold illness, and once he was injured in the future, it would be easy to cause illness, and then it would be a serious illness of life and death.

The crowd braved the rain and walked for a while until they came to the Yamen of the Judge.

At this time, the vermilion gate of the judge's yamen was tightly closed, and the door was empty!

Wang Chong helped Yang Xiaoyu up the steps and walked to the gate step by step.

Bang Bang Bang!

Wang Chong slapped his palm at the vermilion gate.

"Open the door, my young master has something urgent to see!" Wang Chong shouted at the door with a loud voice.

Bang Bang Bang!

Another slamming door!

However, the vermilion gate did not move at all as usual!

"Open the door!" Wang Chong yelled urgently.

There was still no movement, except for the sound of the rain, and the echo of Wang Chong's loud voice was left in the air.

"Young Master, what should I do?" Wang Chong asked anxiously.

"All the guards smashed the door together!" Yang Xiaoyu thought about it, and had no choice but to slam the door.

A dozen or so guards stepped forward and patted the vermilion gate with their palms!

The popping sound turned into a knocking knock sound.

The vermilion gate was slapped and trembled!

It is like a small boat in the wind and rain, which will sink in the ocean at any time.

"It's coming, it's coming!" An impatient roar came from inside the door.

Bang Dang!

With a squeak, the door slowly opened, and a man dressed in the clothes of a servant poked his head out, looked at Yang Xiaoyu and the others and shouted impatiently: "It's raining heavily today, the old men are not here, what's the matter, come back tomorrow!" "After saying that, he was going to close the door.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Chong stepped forward and pushed open the door, shouting: "See clearly, this is my young master!" ”

"Who is your young master?" Xu Yan smiled evilly, glanced at Wang Chong a few times, and asked mockingly.

"This is the son of the commander of the envoy family, open your dog's eyes and take a good look!" Wang Chong stretched out and grabbed the collar of the servant, threw it out, and said angrily.

One of the officials was careless, stepped on a puddle of clear water, the center of gravity of his body shifted, and a dog eating fell to the ground.

"Young Master Ben doesn't have time to deal with you, you hurry back and tell the head of the yamen, just say that someone has assassinated Lord Qincha, let him quickly gather soldiers and horses, and search carefully in this area!" Yang Xiaoyu didn't have time to deal with a small official, and said coldly.

"Yes, yes!" Although the official fell a little, he also knew the weight of the commander of the envoy's son.

As for whether someone is impersonating?

In his opinion, this is completely impossible!

The official struggled to get up, patted the muddy water on his body, and replied with a smile: "You wait a while, the villain will go in and report immediately!" ”

"Get out!" Wang Chong looked impatient, and before Yang Xiaoyu could speak, he was already bursting with a shout.

The official bent down and smiled flatteringly, bowed his hand to flattery, and then hurriedly ran in to report.

Yang Xiaoyu also knew Wang Chong's temperament, so he didn't blame him much in this matter, and instead sighed: "The rain is so heavy, and the city of Hangzhou extends in all directions, how easy is it to find the assassin?" ”

"Young master, don't worry, the assassin didn't succeed, and the commander won't blame you if he wants to come!" Wang Chong smiled and comforted.

"Young Master Ben is very strange, why did the assassin appear in the wine shop? Moreover, when we arrived, there were no other guests in the restaurant, not even the boss and his companions were present, which made Young Master Ben even more puzzled, the six assassins didn't seem to want to kill Lord Chincha? ”

"Young master, how can this be, I have made a few moves against that assassin, their swordsmanship is average, but the moves are spicy and vicious, not like the swordsmanship of the rivers and lakes, but like a swordsmanship dedicated to killing."

Yang Xiaoyu thought slightly, the White Lotus Sect is a Jianghu organization, and many people in the sect practice the martial arts of various sects in the rivers and lakes, and few practice swordsmanship that specializes in killing people, only the dead soldiers in captivity of the family will practice this swordsmanship.

Could it be that those men in black are not from the White Lotus Sect?

Who would be going to kill Lord Chincha?

Qin Cha only arrived in Hangzhou yesterday, and it is impossible to offend the Hangzhou family!

Besides, no family dares to assassinate Lord Qincha without a king's law!

Yang Xiaoyu thought about it for a while, feeling that it was a mess, and he couldn't figure it out at all!

At this time, the official in front of him ran out and reported: "The master in charge of the yamen is not here, and the brothers on duty have all gone home, and the yamen really has no manpower, why don't you go elsewhere?" ”

"You!" Wang Chong lifted the officials like chickens, and he was about to beat them violently.

"Forget it, let him go back, let's go!" Yang Xiaoyu didn't have the heart to embarrass a little person, shook his head and said unconcernedly.

Wang Chong snorted coldly and threw the official to the ground like a straw.

Boom!

The head of the fallen officer was full of meat and eight vegetarians for a while!

Yang Xiaoyu sighed, walked down the steps, turned his back to the sky, and let the rain drop hit his face.

"Young master, why don't we go back and change into clean clothes first, and then rain for a while, I'm afraid we will fall ill!" Wang Chong looked at Yang Xiaoyu's thin body trembling slightly, knowing that if this continued, the young master would get sick, so he hurriedly said.

"Go home!" Yang Xiaoyu snorted coldly, relying only on his little man, wanting to find the assassin is tantamount to a fool's dream, it is better to go back to the house to rest, anyway, it is not him who was assassinated, why should he take his own guards to fight hard.

It's raining!

The ground is full of water!

The streets were flooded by heavy rain, and Yang Xiaoyu and others walked in the muddy water, and the cold rain eroded their bodies.

From time to time, someone in the group coughed!

Yang Xiaoyu felt that he was walking in the ice cellar, and there was ice everywhere, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

When it's getting dark!

Yang Xiaoyu returned to the mansion with the guards.

As soon as she entered the door, Xu Xiaoxiao and the four girls hurriedly walked out to support Yang Xiaoyu, and the four girls chirped and screamed.

"Childe, why don't you find a place to take refuge? Look, what is it all like, what if you get sick? Xu Xiaoxin helped Yang Xiaoyu into the door painfully, and walked as he walked.

"Childe, the slave family will go and cook ginger soup for you!" Wang Xiaoya saw Xu Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ke'er carrying Yang Xiaoyu into the door, nothing happened to her and Fang Rujing, her eyes turned around, and she suddenly came up with a good way, and without waiting for Yang Xiaoyu to respond, she pulled Fang Rujing beside her and went to the room.