Xinghua Province.

Xinghua has been a prosperous resort since ancient times, and the ancients were happy in life, nothing more than a hundred thousand yuan around their waists, and they were fortunate to be in Xinghua. Since Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty dug the canal, the Xinghua area has become a place where Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Caoyun are concentrated, and the Qinglou teaching workshop on both sides of the strait is even more famous in Suzhou and Hangzhou. It's just that when Jiajing came to the Ming Dynasty, the trouble became more and more severe, and the prosperous area such as Xinghua was also deserted a lot.

Since ancient times, Xinghua has also had the title of the first city in the southeast, and it has been the first front line against foreign captives in the past dynasties. It was originally built in the first year of Baoqing in the Southern Song Dynasty and was the first important border town used to resist the invasion of Jin soldiers. The city wall has four gates, with a tower on the gate and a moat outside the wall.

It was not until the five years of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty that the city wall was rebuilt as a brick wall, which was more than ten meters high. The four gates of the southeast and northwest are Qiyuan Gate, Civilization Gate, Weiwu Gate, Zhaokui Gate in turn, and the fourth floor is Guanhai Building, Huai Xue Building, Jianshan Building, Yangchen Building. In the 37th year of Jiajing, Hu Zongxian built the city wall again in order to defend against the invasion of the Japanese invaders, and the construction was completed the following year. It is to look at Xinghua Mansion from afar, and you can see that where the lake meets the sky, a majestic city tower that is like the Great Wall of thousands of miles rises and falls, echoing with the Great Wall of Simatai in the northwest.

This is the beauty of Xinghua. On the side of the sinking boat, there is a great artistic conception that the sunrise river flowers are red, and the river water is as green as blue in spring.

In addition, there is also a scene in Xinghua called Xuanwu Lingtai, which is a place where literati are elegant and elegant.

Lingtai Towers and pavilions are close to the city and water, towering trees cover the sky and the ground, the scenery is elegant and beautiful, and the green buildings on both sides stand in a forest. At this moment, the riverside scenery is infinite, the weather is just right in late spring, the lights are on, there is a piece of silk bamboo and laughter in the courtyard, and there is also the sound of singing and playing, it is really the place of sheng song, the sound of warblers and swallows.

After dusk, the ten-mile long pavilion is sent late, lonely and unmanned, the sun sets, and the lake is flooding.

Looking up at the blue sky and seeing the Beiyan flying alone, Xia Mu's heart was depressed, thinking back on his hard life in the past ten years, tears came out of his eyes.

The wind is blowing, the coolness is raw, the clothes are fluttering, he looks at the sunset fading, one of which is a touch of slender figure, dissolved in the night, graceful, presumably also a beauty, but a little cool in the evening breeze.

For five years, he hid in the brocade guards, evading the pursuit and killing of the Yan family's father and son, and endured humiliation. In the past five years, he has been doing odd jobs during the day, practicing poetry and books at night, practicing martial arts and strengthening his body, and waiting for a plan.

And just a year ago, he was ordered to investigate the Japanese slaves in the southeast, and happened to hide in this Qinglou called Xiangxue Pavilion, which is also one of the best in Xinghua City, and there are many high-ranking officials and nobles in it. In the past year, he has also seen through the misery of prostitutes, laughing and selling, and beating and scolding if he is not careful.

But although they are in a dirty place, their half-true smile also has a trace of tenderness, and the half-fake smile also sighs a lot of red dust.

It's just that the wind is still blowing, and the water is still flowing.

Xia Mulang's eyes were meteors, looking at the new beauty, only to see her fluttering by herself, holding up a piece of red silk, but like a lonely colorful butterfly flying, she disappeared abruptly, I don't know where she went?

The day before yesterday, he brought this beauty, under the faint moonlight, in the haze, he only saw the two colorful butterflies on the woman's shoulder, but he also heard her miserable tears in the middle of the night.

Ten years he felt that his heart was hard enough, and ten years had built his heart of stone, but when he heard the cry, he still trembled. Give him the new woman and let him take it back to discipline. In fact, it is said to be discipline, which is nothing more than deliberately flattering him, and by the way, let him teach this woman how to serve men.

The noisy neighborhoods, the ordinary alleys as usual, the old houses with blue and black bricks on both sides, and a layer of cobwebs accumulated on the eaves.

Xia Mu had no time to pay attention to the dust on the house, pushed the door and walked into the old mansion of the Xia family. With a calm face, he took her back to the mansion from Xiangxue Pavilion, he didn't say a word, and he didn't pay attention to her staggering behind him.

After entering the house, he woke up the warmth in his heart, and when he looked up, the spacious side room, candlelight, and the incense burner on the table was dyed with curling incense.

"What's your name, and who else are in the family?" Xia Mu's voice sounded cold, drawing the girl's gaze back.

The girl was dressed in crimson tulle, her long black hair slid down her slender shoulders, and she was dressed in a yellow chest with a scorching grace, and her breasts were plump. At this moment, he looked at Xia Mu but was a little scared: "My name is Ah San, my hometown was flooded the year before last, my mother went, and my father took me to Xinghua to perform arts, but I ran into a Japanese slave, my father's ...... Daddy......"

When the girl said this, tears welled up in her eyes and she choked up.

Xia Mu's hands suddenly tightened, and his eyes became more and more cold. Today, Sejong worships the Tao, Yan Song is autocratic, the south is captivated and the north is captive, and the country and the people are harmed.

A series of national and family hatreds, all he remembered in his chest were humiliation, countless humiliations......

This humiliation has been in existence since the Battle of Yashan, when the famous minister Lu Xiufu carried the young emperor Zhao Yu on his back and followed 100,000 soldiers and civilians to jump into the sea and die for the country, which was the first time that China had completely lost the country since ancient times...... I deeply remember that on that day, more than 100,000 corpses floated in the sea, showing the world the heroic spirit of our Chinese nation that would rather bend than bend and die unyieldingly. After Yashan, the humiliation of the Han people became more and more severe. At that time, the Jiajing Dynasty even let the Japanese and Japanese wanton slaughter, with no clothes and no food!

It's really too deceitful, is it really that there are no Han people behind Yashan, and there is no China when the Ming Dynasty is gone? All the bloody men are dead? Endure such a national humiliation!

"Enough! I've had enough! He thought about it and was really embarrassed, his eyes couldn't help but dye red, the dignified Ming Dynasty, the ruler of Huayi, and the power of firearms shocked the world, and he actually called a Japan that was still in civil strife to be bullied like this. But not to mention now, even if Toyotomi Hideyoshi later unified Japan and invaded the Ming coast and Korea, no matter how bad my Wanli Emperor is, he is much stronger than Japan, how can he lose, how can he lose!

I still remember that year, I commanded 600,000 troops and sent them to Korea. Deng Zilong, Li Rusong, and Li Sunsin, two famous ministers, fought in a bloody battle, and the Japanese Konishi Yuki was a unique male and female. In the end, it was not the condescending subservient who called him obedient to Japan.

Thinking that his heart was becoming more and more depressed, but his mouth was talking about Jiajing for forty-one years, and he was suddenly startled again, and he was so shocked that he was covered in a cold sweat. If he remembers correctly, this year was the time when the Japanese raided Xinghua and caused the Sanfu Massacre! Didn't Xinghua say that it was going to be captured by the Japanese!

The family feud has not been avenged, and the national hatred has arisen again.

Xia Mu looked out the window, only to see the hazy moonlight, as if covered with a layer of veil, he couldn't see it really, and his voice was a little ethereal: "The name Ah Sang is very good, today is the thirteenth day of early spring, I brought you back, I was supposed to ......"

"Forget it, you go and rest." Xia Mu didn't know why, in the face of Ah San's innocent eyes, he couldn't give up his heart and let this little girl fall into the red dust.

"Thank you...... Xie ......" Ah Sang looked at Xia Mu like an iceberg, and her bottomless eyes attracted her curiosity.

The pear blossoms in Fuchu have a long flowering period and are still showing signs of blooming to this day.

At this time, the door of the house opened, and several people flashed in. A man's deep voice sounded outside the party: "Wu twenty-two, Sun thirty-three came to report." ”

Xia Mu's eyes were pulled back by the voice, and when he opened the door, he saw two brocade guards wearing Yanling hats and flying fish suits kneeling in the court, sending a piece of information in their hands.

Xia Mu took the information, waved his hand, and the two disappeared in place. It's just that that information made Xia Mu's blood rise again.

The small note only wrote eight characters: "Li Daxing secretly communicates with the Japanese slaves, kill!" ”

Xia Mu had actually already inquired about it. At present, the political envoy of Xinghua is Zhao Wenhua, and Zhao Wenhua is Yan Songyi's son, but he colluded with Yan Shifan behind his back. Zhao Wenhua entered Beijing a month ago, leaving his dog leg to contact the Japanese slaves, who were the same knowledge of Xinghua Li Daxing, and the day after tomorrow Li Daxing was going to feast on a Japanese slave named Wasai Jiro in Xiangxue Pavilion, which is said to be the right-hand man of Watanabe Xiong, the largest Japanese slave in the Xinghua generation.

In fact, he killed this Li Daxing, and he still had some selfish intentions, just to obtain evidence of their traitorous crimes, so that when he went north to the capital and took refuge in Xu Jie, there were some things that were too valuable, so don't let people underestimate them.

And with Xu Jie's ability, he will definitely be able to bring down Yan Song. He is familiar with history, and he also knows very well in his heart that in the end, it was Xu Jie who overthrew Yan Song.

The candlelight in the wing room was swaying with wisps of sandalwood, and the cold moon was hazy outside the window.

Tonight is still past the early spring, the wind is still a little cool, and there is still a thin layer of ice in the small pavilion in the backyard of the summer mansion.

Xia Mu moved his footsteps lightly, the ice reflected his handsome face, this is the place where he must come every night, from late winter to early spring, day and night, the moon and the stars, he has been practicing martial arts here for ten years.

Although the Xia family is a scholarly family, in this troubled era, force is the only way to protect themselves.

Xia Mu stretched out his hand and pulled out a long knife, and the flying stars appeared in the cold night, only to see the good dark iron at the end of the handle, embossed out a plum blossom embroidered spring, this knife is the embroidered spring knife of Jinyiwei.

And such a good knife is worth human life.

Five years ago, he was favored by the envoy of Jinyiwei who went to Xinghua to handle the case, and secretly joined Jinyiwei. He can't remember how many people have died at his hands in the past five years, and he can't remember how many people he killed.

Early the next morning, when it was still warm and cold, Xia Mu took Ah Sang back to Xiangxue Pavilion.

Li Daxing seems to be holding a banquet today, and the little guy in Xiangxue Pavilion is very busy.

**Knowing that this Xia Mu seems to have a good relationship with Jinyiwei, she doesn't dare to offend, and in her Xiangxue Pavilion, she also respects him.

"Old mother, I'll bring you this Ahsan girl." Xia Mu was still a little hesitant in his heart, and Ah Sang tugged at his sleeve, not wanting him to go.

**Hurriedly knocked off Ah Sang's hand, and flattered with a smile: "Brother Xia is very capable, there are ignorant girls, and Brother Xia can be disciplined and obedient." ”

Xia Mu didn't speak, turned around and walked out of Xiangxue Pavilion. I saw that on the big mulberry tree on the side, a young man who was hanging was holding an embroidered spring knife in his arms, lying on the branches, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

Seeing that it was Xia Mulai, the young man turned over and flew down the big mulberry tree, with a smile on his face: "Brother Xia, last night must have been another night of romance, and the beauty is in my arms." Saying that, the young man had a beautiful expression, which was very obscene.

Xia Mu glared at him angrily, but asked in a low voice, "Have you found out where Li Daxing's dog official is in the afternoon?" ”

"I'm not at ease with Brother Xia, it's just that Li Daxing offended our Jinyiwei brothers, and it's not difficult for Brother Xia to kill him, but the dog official still has some connections with Dongchang Fanzi."

Xia Mu's brows furrowed when he heard Luo Kedi say this, but he believed that Luo Kedi had what he said. Luo Kedi has been his brother for many years, and the two joined Jinyiwei together, and how many times they were born and died.

But this time Xia Mu hid it from him, Li Daxing did not provoke him, but his enemy. Ten years ago, Yan Song framed the trilateral governor Zeng Milling and framed his uncle Xia Yan, Li Daxing, the dog official, participated in it, and now Yan Song is in power, he can't take revenge, but it's time to collect some interest!

Slender West Lake is famous, and Xinghua's Little Taihu Lake is also famous.

At this time, a song Bi Xiao came, the water waves in the distance, alas, the grass, the smoke waves, the green water waves, a flower boat, divided into water. On the moon of the veil cabinet on the boat, many people hooked their shoulders, and a gorgeous woman's smooth and tender face was buried in the strands of a handsome young man, and then the woman's sideburns moved horizontally, and the red silk was rolled by the waves, making him lose his soul, and he wanted to die, and the boat under him was also forced, swaying, and sounding a light sound that made people reverie.

Xia Mu hid under the boat, and saw that the incense in the boat was permeated, the candlelight was swaying, the colored silk was entangled, and the concubine was in love, but he felt that the shy voice caused his heart to be bored, and even the air was filled with this ambiguous smell.

Fixed his eyes and took a closer look, looking at the man's unconcealed ugliness, which made him even more disgusting, the woman's fragrant shoulders were bare, and the man was even more wanton coveting, he didn't like this qiē very much.

It was getting late at night, and Li Daxing finished it, and his steps were a little drifting, and he went to the cabin.

With a "poof", the lake exploded, and Xia Mu stepped on the water and jumped onto the boat. At this time, at dusk, when the flower boat was the most crowded, he hurriedly lowered his eyebrows, put on the embroidered spring knife, and jumped into the attic covered by the red veil behind the high platform.

I saw that the woman inside was facing away from him and touched up her red makeup, Xia Mu took a side step, and knocked the woman unconscious with a hand knife and hid it behind the curtain.

Li Daxing's smiling Qinglou tune came from inside, as if he was taking a bath inside.

Xia Mu sneered, and was not in a hurry, he sat at the table casually, picked up the teapot on it and looked at it carefully, only to see that the glaze was excellent, but it was too fat and powdery, which was not what he liked. He poured a cup of tea, calmed his mind, and slept for a moment, but did not fall asleep.

Not long after, the candlelight was light, the wooden door creaked open, and Li Daxing, who was drunk in silk, walked out, but he didn't notice Xia Mucun. I saw him leaning against the bed, greedily taking out a notebook, and snickering.

When Xia Mu saw the notebook, his eyes fluctuated, and he saw that the notebook was the same as that given to him by his uncle back then, thinking that it must be the evidence of the Yan Party's crime, which recorded the money and goods accounts of their collusion with the Japanese slaves.

Xia Mu approached Li Daxing lightly, but he didn't notice it, thinking it was the prostitute, he spat out wine and smiled: "Little beauty, let's come again." ”

Xia Mu's eyes froze, the time had come, the embroidered spring knife came out like a dragon, and in an instant, a meteor flashed in the cabin and pierced the man's vest. Li Daxing suddenly didn't move, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled in the pale light veil, the whole person was weak and paralyzed, and his eyes were still unbelievable?

When a person dies, the knife is collected.

Xia Mu took back the pen and put it in his arms, his mind was blank, killed? How to kill? A human life was wiped out like this?

Before I thought about it, the incense was faint, and a warm current diffused in my hand, and I realized that it was time to go, and I jumped out of the window to escape.

In his previous life, he was just an actor, but in this life, he has become a murderous Jinyiwei. It was a world of difference, but he had no choice. The hatred of the country and the family wants to be avenged, and if he wants to open peace for all generations, he has to kill people.