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It's still late at night, maybe it's too noisy before and after the Lantern Festival, and in late January, Xi'an is unusually quiet at night. But this rare silence was quickly broken, and the sound of small footsteps was like a tide, soaking into all corners of Xi'an and beyond.

In front of the gate of a courtyard, two pigs' trotters rolled and appeared, and were pounced on by the two dogs guarding the door, and the dogs happily gnawed a few bites, and then whimpered and fell to the ground, and then a group of men in black pounced out of the night, and entered over the wall through the door, without making a little noise.

A night guard in the courtyard was yawning and patrolling, and the black-clad men were stuck in the corner, as if they had melted back into the night, and it was difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye.

The servant spun around, and was about to return to the courtyard, when a dark shadow rose up from behind him, with a set of hands, and a steel wire shining with cold light strangled the servant's neck, and the servant opened his mouth to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, and struggled in vain for a moment, and fell down.

The black shadow learned to scream, and a row of figures peeled off the courtyard wall, like a silent wind, and pounced on the wings of the courtyard.

Leaning against the wall of the wing, a black shadow probe subconsciously poked the window paper with a pipe, but it made a creaking and piercing sound, which made people's hairs stand on end, and the originally silent wing room also made a sound.

"Baga!" The black shadow cursed as if it was toothache, "Why is it all glass", and then gestured to the black shadow on the other side with a fist.

Several dark shadows turned to the door, nodded to each other, and one of them took off the weapon with the large vertebrae on his back and slammed it on the door, and the door cracked. The other tacitly lit an object in his hand and threw it into the house.

All the shadows saw the thing and entered the house. They all turned around and lowered their heads, and there was a muffled bang, and the dazzling eyes that almost blinded people bloomed in the side room, and they heard the panic of many people in the room, and the sound of lifting the table and turning over the chairs was endless.

The shadows swarmed in. "Squat with your head in your hands! SWAT Case! The sound of cheers echoed in every corner of the courtyard.

A group of people with red, swollen eyes and tears were detained together. The leader of the man in black drew a red pencil tick in the "Blue Dragon Gang" item on the form.

On this night, similar situations were staged inside and outside the city of Xi'an, with academies, Buddhist temples, Taoist temples, and mosques. The manors of large families and even the land temple and other dilapidated places. It's everywhere, the difference is only in the process and the means.

The next day, there was a great uproar in Xi'an City, and the government posted notices announcing that it had cracked a number of cases of plotting to assassinate the emperor, and that the conspirators included gangsters, cult members, and officials of the old Qing Dynasty. The government said that this was an organized and premeditated anti-chaos series. There are still many fish lurking in the city, and the government has the determination and ability to find out the mastermind behind it, and at the same time encourage the people to report suspicions and check and prevent each other. The Dadu Protectorate said that the clown who jumped off the beam could never escape the British restoration of the legal net and the iron fist blow of the government, and these events would never shake the hearts of the British people, let alone make His Majesty the Emperor change the itinerary of Xi'an.

In the courtyard of the Ma family's house, Ma Qianli glanced at the people attending the party. Secretly relieved, no one was arrested, it seems that the government has not touched itself, but it is suspicious, and it is blindly cleaning up the suspects, the unlucky ones are the fish and shrimp in Xi'an, as well as some corrupt Confucians and sect people who can't afford to live with the government.

"I can't wait any longer, I have received the news, two days later, that is, on the twenty-second, the Dog Emperor will take a light car to Huaqingchi, and then it will be our opportunity."

The news brought by my sister Ma Qianyue is not certain, but the wind is so tight, if you don't act, the government will sweep over her gang sooner or later, and Ma Qianli is definitely betting.

"You are in the middle of the city, disturbing the sight of the Dadu Protectorate, dragging them to take care of the Dog Emperor, and others are responsible for the affairs outside the city!"

Ma Qianli cheered everyone up, and his subordinates had no way to retreat at this time, so they could only bite the bullet and walk forward with courage. ..., After arranging the affairs in the city, Ma Qianyue asked: "What will happen outside the city?" The little sister can strive to follow Luo Shenniang to travel and send more accurate news to the eldest brother. ”

Ma Qianli hesitated, shook his head and said, "You just want to go with you, don't go, it's too dangerous." ”

Ma Qianyue wanted to speak and stopped, and did not continue to fight.

On the twenty-first day of the first month, in front of the Taiji Palace, a group of beautiful clothes were dancing, but they were only in the background. The beauty shadow separated, a girl like a hibiscus out of the water, suddenly appeared, the music changed, soaked in the strong Western style of the string piano playing, the girl dressed in a cool way like a willow in the wind, the waist and arms are softer like a snake, pushing a refreshing strange charm into the heart.

Li Xi couldn't take his eyes off it, and asked casually, "This is the dancer from the Western Regions that you found?" ”

Luo Shenniang beside her carefully tasted Li Shi's expression, and responded: "Yes, as far as the slave can see, this girl's Huren dance in the Western Regions is unmatched, and the slave has really picked up a treasure." Thinking that His Majesty wanted to see the authentic Hu Ren Dance, this is why she came to the Taiji Hall to dance......"

She gritted her teeth secretly and continued: "There are some special dancers, which are not good in the eyes of outsiders, and slave dances are not good, but they can teach this girl to dance, if Your Majesty has the heart, ...... it."

At this time, when the dancer turned around like a butterfly, the dance skirt fluttered, revealing the emerald trousers, outlining the curve of the girl's long legs, attracting the left and right audiences to applaud, and I don't know whether these attendant officials, janissaries and guards who were stained with the emperor's light and feasted their eyes applauded the dancer or applauded the long legs.

Li Xi also applauded, but Samniang's words were not in the noise, but when Li Shi asked again, Samniang didn't dare to say any more.

After the dance, Samniang took everyone in the art workshop to retreat, and looked at Li Xian, seeing that in addition to the tenderness in his eyes, there seemed to be a trace of regret.

Looking at the empty Tai Chi Hall, Li Xi asked again: "Is that the girl?" ”

His side had been replaced by Yu Hanyi, and he replied respectfully: "Gan Shouzhu has specially explained, it is her." ”

Li Xi sighed with emotion: "Everyone has something to ask for, and they are all burdened with a mission, but they don't know if what they ask for or that mission is not something they can bear." ”

Then his tone changed to self-deprecation: "Even I am no exception......"

Yu Hanyi didn't hear the emperor's rich and noble feelings, and asked, "How does Your Majesty arrange the trip to Baling?" ”

Li Shi pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Just do it according to your proposal." But...... Don't go, no, no, you don't have to recruit her again. ”

Ignoring Yu Hanyi, who was a little stunned, Li Xian sighed: "I pity her, but I am not Emperor Tang Ming after all." She is not Yang Yuhuan either. ”

People always have to look at Shu, and Samniang can't get the position in the back garden. But with the heart of dedication and favor, I am the same.

Li Shi secretly decided that he could no longer indulge in the style of Samniang. Before leaving Xi'an. He will not summon her to the palace again. Well...... At most, call it again before leaving Xi'an, so as not to make her suspicious, just like that, I'm not addicted, I'm not indulgent.

Seeing that the emperor's eyes changed and seemed to be struggling, Yu Hanyi obediently retreated.

On the twenty-second day of the first month, in the east of Xi'an, a group of chariots and horses went to Baling. The banner is just "Feitian Art Workshop", and the convoy stretches for miles, not only guarded by black-clothed policemen, but also black-and-red guards and pro-soldiers, raising sand and dust on the official road.

The convoy was not only heavily guarded, but also extremely strict in patrolling around the surrounding official roads, with forbidden army rangers covering the front and rear of the convoy, and the rangers on both sides did not let go of the fields and wastelands a mile away.

At about ten o'clock, more than half of the convoy was halfway through, and the Baling camp with 30,000 red-clothed Shengjie troops stationed was in sight. A sudden change occurred, and several white clouds of smoke shot out from the hillside thirty or forty feet away on one side of the road, hitting several luxuriously decorated carriages in the convoy.

When the white smoke first came out, the smoke line was still straight, but it was not halfway through the flight, and it twisted and swerved in its original direction. A white smoke fell to the ground more than ten kilometers away from the convoy, and a cloud of orange flame exploded. Immediately after that, the white smoke exploded one after another in the air or on the side of the road, and only one shot into the official road, exploding in the ranks of the escort cavalry. ..., the horses neighed, and the convoy collapsed instantly.

But the rout lasted only a moment, and the guards who had experienced the great battle shouted that the forbidden army and the police were guarding their posts, and order was quickly restored, and at the same time, a group of light horses was divided into a group and went straight to the direction where the white smoke was emanating.

They were already late, and less than ten seconds after the explosion, the cavalry patrolling the periphery rushed over, and when the cavalry on the official road arrived, a group of men in civilian clothes had been surrounded by the patrol cavalry. Although these men hid their horses by the side of the road and got on their horses in time, the horse speed was not raised after all, and several people were killed and wounded by the cavalry, cutting off the retreat.

"You've been fooled...... The Saint Dao Puppet Emperor will die! ”

The leader of the opposing side smiled bitterly, raised his firearms, and prepared to resist to the end, when a short bombardment sounded, and the cavalrymen had more than sabre weapons.

The sound of gunfire seemed to be the signal, and just as the cavalry surrounded the assassins, a carriage came head-on on the official road, and a thick wooden plank protruded from the double carriage of the cart, blocking the galloping horse's body.

"Shoot!"

The policemen, janissaries, and guards bombarded the cart with a volley of guns, but only the debris of the wooden planks in front of the carriage was splashed, and the momentum of the carriage did not slow down at all.

"Stand back! Block it with a wagon! ”

The commander of the convoy guard was uneasy, and ordered the other carriages to retreat, leaving two carriages in front of the road.

There was a loud noise, the carriages collided, the horses neighed in pain, and the next moment, the ground seemed to jump, and then a loud noise was heard that almost crushed the eardrums, and the violent air flow was wrapped in smoke and dust and broken wood, and within dozens of feet, even the people, horses, and carriages were all overturned to the ground.

"Cannon! Heavy artillery! ”

"Is the Baling camp reversed!? This is definitely the bombardment of a hundred-pound flying cannon! ”

"It's not just ......"

The heartstrings of the guards who were not affected by the explosion shook violently, is it really the army that is reversed?

", it's just gunpowder in a carriage!"

The commander of the guard was just a young lieutenant, with a blue face and gritted teeth.

"That's their hole card? Ruthless enough! ”

Despite the fact that the Praetorian Guard before the departure

There was a warning, but the captain was still palpitating, and if the emperor was really in the convoy, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Quickly report back to the director, the enemy has bitten the bait!"

The lieutenant commanded his subordinates, and then looked at the bloody and messy scene, everyone's faces were pale, and their hearts were also sad. His own team is also bait, but he can hang the assassin's hole card, which is already enough to make money.

The girls of the Flying Art Workshop were all at the back of the convoy, riding in the inconspicuous attendant carriage, and when they saw this hellish miserable situation, they all shivered and lost their faces.

"Who is it that has such a great hatred for the emperor?"

"Who else but the Tartars?"

"I can't figure out what kind of Tartar has such guts."

The girls also talked about these beautiful women who grew up in a peaceful time. Apparently I don't feel much about the north-south rivalry.

Just as the convoy was cleaning up the scene, on the hillside nearly two miles away, the group put away the binoculars, quietly got on their horses, and rushed to the southeast.

It took a lot of circles. After running for nearly 100 miles, I entered an inconspicuous farmstead. A young girl came out, it was Ma Qianyue, and she asked uncertainly, "Big brother." How's it going? ”

Ma Qianli dismounted. Rubbing the inner thighs that were about to wear out the skin, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can only do this step, and I will listen to the news when I return to Shangzhou." ”

The subordinate said excitedly: "The Dog Emperor must be dead!" Six Jiaolong go to sea and add 500 catties of gunpowder, can there still be a living person!? ”

Ma Qianli beckoned: "Let's go immediately!" The red clothes of the Baling camp will definitely pour out of the nest and seal the way out, and we won't be able to get out if it's too late, sister, get in the car. ”

Although Ma Qianli has the ambition to make a decision. But he is not bent on death, the person who does the work is just a dead soldier raised by the Ma family, he has arranged the back road, and specially instructed his sister to meet here first and leave with him. ..., Ma Qianyue didn't move, she looked at her brother, her eyes were full of apologies, and then stepped back step by step, Ma Qianli's cheeks followed her sister's footsteps, and they were also blue. Layer by layer stiffened.

"Horse-thousand-joy! You actually betrayed ......"

"Squat with your head in your hands! Otherwise, it's a matter of killing! ”

Ma Qianli's roar was interrupted by a round of cold cheers, and hundreds of black-clothed people poured out of the room with long and short fire guns, surrounding Ma Qianli and the dozen or so people. The footsteps outside the courtyard were even more dense like the tide, and it was clear that there were still a large number of people outside.

Ma Qianyue screamed, "Don't shoot!" Lord Gan promised me! I'm going to spare my big brother's life! ”

A middle-aged black-clothed official with a cold face spoke, and his tone was particularly strange: "It depends on whether he wants to die or not!" ”

Ma Qianli dropped the short gun, raised his hands high, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said unwillingly: "There should be chaos in Xi'an City, right?" ”

The middle-aged official shook his head regretfully: "Chaos? Arresting more than 200 people in 16 locations is indeed a bit chaotic, but compared to arresting more than 3,000 people in 200 locations a few nights ago, it is nothing at all. ”

Ma Qianli looked at his sister again, and smiled sadly: "It turns out that our line has long been in the eyes of you, Ma Qianyue, you are really a good girl, I and my father, and my uncles, will remember you in Jiuquanxia." ”

Ma Qianyue sobbed: "Big brother, only in this way can we keep our Ma family!" It's not that I'm going to betray you, it's the fifth grandfather and grandfathers who want me to do this! You always don't listen to them, and you have to take the children of the family to follow Yue Zhongqi. Our Ma family has done its best to the Qing Dynasty, and it's time to think about the future. ”

Ma Qianli laughed: "Family...... Sure enough, two years ago, my family persuaded me to abandon Xi'an, and I had already had this thought. Let's just let us, the children who are loyal to the country, pave the way for our families who sell their country to seek glory. ”

He took a deep breath and said resolutely: "The emperor is definitely not in that convoy, it doesn't matter, I can make this movement for a thousand miles, and the Qing Dynasty will remember me!" Ma Jia...... Don't think about An Ansheng to serve Nanban! ”

The middle-aged official sneered: "Ling? The Ma family? It's not on the table. ”

Ma Qianli frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

The middle-aged official said again: "Wait in prison to read the newspaper, the show has just begun......

Ma Qianli was confused, and in Xi'an City, up to Wu Ya, Liu Xingchun, and down to Ganfeng Pond, they were all sweating.

"How can a thief make such a big move!?"

"What is this?"

"Where did they get all this gunpowder?"

Yu Hanyi was even more bruised with a black face, this assassination attempt was originally planned, but the means used by Ma Qianli in the assassination were not trivial, if the emperor encountered these things again in the future, it would be really difficult for the Praetorian Guard to ensure that the emperor would not lose his hair.

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In the Liangyi Palace, Gan Fengchi's report made Wu Ya a little embarrassed, but Li Shi ignored it and waved his hand to hand over the things to the attendants.

"Mud Horse, this is the original RPG, I didn't make it, but it was made by the Tartars, and it was almost used on me."

Li Xi muttered as he looked at the wooden copper-clad launch rail in his hand and the shattered shrapnel on the table.

The so-called "Jiaolong goes to sea" is actually a large second kicker, I have seen the flying cannon in Yinghua red, and maybe I have studied the unexploded flowering bomb, so I have this thing. Suppress the flowering bomb, and then add a thruster to the tail of the flowering bomb, orient it with a guide rail, and delay the detonation, this is the poor man's artillery ........., Yinghua Foshan Manufacturing Bureau has the conceptual design of this thing, but no one wants to take this project to develop, because the army does not need it now. On the one hand, Yinghua's body-barreled artillery technology is mature, the price is cheap, the military equipment is sufficient, and the firepower level also meets the needs. On the one hand, the Anglo-Chinese land battles are all fought by others, and this kind of guy who relies on infantry to attack coldly and has almost no accuracy can't find a place to use it.

Therefore, the emperor Li Xian was almost sucked cold......

As for the carriage carrying hundreds of pounds of explosives to assassinate, this is basically the treatment of the capitalist emperor in Li Xian's previous life, and only snipers and IEDs (roadside bombs) have not yet appeared.

"Dig! Dig deeper! Uproot! ”

Let the attendant write down this matter, and promote the Foshan Manufacturing Bureau to engage in rocket research in the future, Li Xi tasted this matter again, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and gave an order to Liu Gan and the others, but saw the two of them looking at each other and smiling, what is the article?

"Your Majesty, it's not a question of digging, it's a question of who you want to plant it for, and what kind of chaos you want to make in the Tartar Qing mess."

When Liu Xingchun said this, Li Xian realized. Yes, the murderer actually has nothing to dig up, Ru Xi, Prince Sui, and Yue Zhongqi all have a share, and the Ma family is just a small chess piece. Since he knew the situation, there was no need to find any evidence at all, just to see how to deal with these people was the most beneficial to Great Britain and the most able to get out of his bad breath.

If the target is locked, there will naturally be evidence, and the criminal is in hand, so what evidence do you want?

"That's why you just grabbed it before? So did you find it from the beginning? ”

Li Xi vaguely understood the reason for the Xi'an clean-up operation a few days ago, and asked casually, he didn't have to care about the details.

"There are too many heads, there are cults, there are Buddhism and mosques, old Qing officials and corrupt scholars, and even unexpected gains, we have caught the Dzungar people and the Rakshasa people who have dealings with the old Qing officials, the Dzungar people are the fine works sent by the Gardance Zero, and the Rakshasa people have dealings with Yue Zhongqi."

Liu Xingchun and Gan Fengchi showed distress on their faces at this time, and when they heard the Galdance Zero and the Rakshasas, Li Xian secretly gasped, this is to turn out all the underground world in Xi'an. And Li Xi also understands the distress of the two, there are too many materials, and they don't know where to start.

"The truth is false, the virtual is real, climb them to Ruxi, Prince Sui and Yue Zhongqi respectively, no, even Qianlong and the Hanchen faction are involved, let them be suspicious of each other."

Li Xi is the best at dealing with this kind of situation of cutting and untidying and messy, just stew it in one pot.

Then his face turned cold: "Let the Baling camp move and create some pressure on them." We have killed more than a dozen people and injured more than forty, and Tatar Qing must pay the price! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )

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