And when Feng Xian began to take some drugs and made his originally very good voice hoarse and ugly. She was even more certain that he wouldn't do it for no reason. She asked him why he wanted her here? What he said to her was that between life and death, only she was the only credible, and he invited her here just to have something to rely on in the last time of his life. There are still three catties of nails in the rotten ship, not to mention the Feng family, it is impossible to copy the house cleanly, and there are still some industries that have not been copied on Feng Xian. He gave her all the contracts for these inheritances, and she refused, although she asked her to stay and make a temple ceremony.

"The concubine should die that day and live because she owes you a life; Now he wants to seek you, and the concubine should return your life" This is what she wrote in the letter, and it is also the reason why she stayed as a female temple blessing, "If you see this note, you are out of danger, you don't have to look for each other, the concubine has gone by herself, and she can ......live with her own hands and feet."

Ding Yi thought of the ninth uncle who was trembling with a crutch, if it was according to what was said in this letter, wouldn't it be the third son of Feng who had been tortured on his knees! immediately summoned Wei Wencheng inside and taught him to personally check whether the kneecaps of the ninth uncle in the ruins of the fire had been tortured.

When Wei Wencheng inspected the bones of the ninth uncle from the village, he explained that he had a common enmity with Ding Yi, and used his last qiē resources to hire Ah Qi and the second prince to guarantee his naturalization, as well as those thugs who were also hired by the nursing home. The third prince of the wind has a reason and enough hatred to assassinate Ding Yi.

Xie Yucheng, who accompanied him to the village to check the corpse, looked at the charred corpse, and sighed unconsciously: "This leisure, alas, is also pitiful, poor people must have something to hate...... but it is also an excessive sense of justice and blood. In the self-instigated young heart, in the tone, there was a little sympathy for the leisure.

This made Wei Wencheng frown, not necessarily because they were Ding Yi's disciples, they had to ignore black and white and the truth of the facts. Figuring out what's going on is okay. But if anyone tried to assassinate his own husband, given the customs and traditions of the time, and the relationship between Ding Yi and them, which was really not much different from that of father and son, and almost succeeded, and in the city of Nanjing, except for Wei Wencheng, Wang Ji and his staff, his fellow disciples and brothers thought that Ding Yi had been severely injured and could not see things. To sympathize with the murderer?

"I heard you have a nickname called the Unlucky Ghost? Sure enough, there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames. Stay away from Lao Tzu in the future! After Wei Wencheng said such a sentence to him, he walked away without saying a word, some people, some things. It's really redundant to say more.

When Wei Wencheng went to report to Ding Yiyu. I wondered if I was hallucinating.

Because Ding Yi was sitting there. Holding that cup of tea, it was completely different from the happy behavior of two fools when he left half an hour ago. However, Wei Wencheng explained himself, or the current gentleman feels more normal, and looking at it makes people feel steady. So he decided not to mention Fang Cai Ding Yi's gaffe.

After listening to Wei Wencheng's report and inference, Ding laughed, shook his head and said, "Or maybe that's really it, and things in the world are all coincidences." Ah Qi and the second princess, who were protecting the wind, were also burned to death in the sea of fire. Well, so that the folk can still give birth to a legend, called 'cause and effect will be rewarded' or 'Seon lost his horse'? Let your men follow this matter, until there are no new clues, so be it, and don't bother with this matter. ”

Ding Yi had a lot to do, whether it was the green alum that allowed him to get nitroglycerin, or the place where Ding Ruyu served after receiving the reward, or how the five hundred soldiers who had reached the point where they were unwilling to spit out were justified in being included in his command, and how to establish the funds and teachers of the academy...... Even on the grassland, whether Chen San can integrate a reliable military horse according to the original plan. Every thing has enough reasons to occupy Ding Yi's energy and time.

A dead Feng Xian, an attempted assassination.

Ding Yi really couldn't have put too much effort into it.

He has already begun to write a note, ready to send the Jingshi to report the assassination, of course, he will not mention Feng Xian, this matter will definitely be attributed to the Warat people by Ding Yi.

As Wang Ji said, he was tempting, testing the imperial court's reaction to him, and Emperor Jing's opinion of him.

Although it was only two days from Ding Yi's assassination to the beginning of his appearance, the reaction of the imperial court was enough for Ding Yi to see a lot of things. If this is what Emperor Jing is happy to see, then it will be counted until Ding Yi's excerpt is up, and the instructions will be disposed of together; If Emperor Jing still wants to nod his face, then whether it is the letter written in words that Wei Wencheng sent to Yu Qian that night, or the text that Jin Yiwei reported that night, it will make Emperor Jing and the imperial court respond to the approval as soon as possible.

This will affect a lot of things, if possible, Ding Yi doesn't want to give up the base of Rongcheng, because many things have a prototype, and they will be slowly improved step by step, which will be more trouble-free than the heavy stove; But if Emperor Jing doesn't even save the last bit of face, Ding Yi will not take the risk, go away to Temasek, and then see if he can find an opportunity to enter Renaissance Europe to get a piece of territory and talents, and by the way, collect some Yanmar, and come back after accumulating strength, it is not a bad choice.

This is the most important thing for Ding Yi, as for this assassination, he really doesn't have time to pay attention to it.

But assassination, for the killers, is all they have in their professional life.

A few days later, on the Yellow Bird Rock in Wuchang Snake Mountain, Ah Qi, a thin man who should have been buried in the fire, sat on the first floor of the world and drank with the fat man. The fat man still had a lot of words, and his tone was still very anxious: "This time I lost!" The second prince of the village, we have funded the dark pile of three generations of their family! Seventh, I'm glad you're fine, otherwise, my brother really doesn't know what to do...... Forget it, Feng Xian is dead anyway, and we have done something, so we will report it, this thing can't be done, just return the money to the dead traitor eunuch. ”

Ah Qi didn't speak, just smiled and used a small oil stone to polish the calluses on the palm of his left hand, he is no longer a farmer's outfit now, it is the peiyu on his waist, which can be worth dozens of acres of fertile land. In the past few days, the calluses on his hands have been polished out, but where the original calluses were grown, there are still shallow crusty marks, and after a few months, even the marks have disappeared, and it is impossible to see that this is a pair of hands that have planted seedlings, ploughed the ground, and picked up dung buckets.

"Old Seven!" The fat man became more and more anxious.

Ah Qi looked at his left hand, the past few years of hard work, or make its joints become rough and hard, skin become dry, it seems that it takes some effort to soak the medicinal wine, he put away the oil stone, at the fat man raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured slightly, drank it all, put down the cup before speaking: "Don't worry, let's talk about it, this matter has to be explained after all." ”

The significance of leisure is that it allows people to find reasons and close the case quickly.

Ding Yi has killed many people and offended many people, one Feng Xian died, and there are many Feng Xian to be found.

If he hadn't made a move, Ah Qi might have delayed this matter until the deadline expired, and then no one would have done it; But if you make a move, you have to have an explanation, otherwise, Nameless is not a killer Nameless, and Nameless becomes Nameless.

And the best explanation for the killer is the death of the target.

"The children under the third brother have also practiced for a few years, right?" Ah Qi said to the fat man, "You go and ask for a few for me, okay?" This is something to be done. ”

The fat man hesitated for a moment, touched his chin and thought for a long time and said, "Cheng, I'll ask." ”

"Sixth brother, you don't have to bear too much, even if the third brother doesn't nod, we have other ways, people can't be suffocated to death by urine, right?"

Ah Qi smiled very calmly, and he couldn't see the frustration of the failure of the action from him at all.

A good killer never fails, there is only death, or himself, or the goal, or both.

He polished the calluses in his palms and polished a new round of assassination plans.

It's not that he's psychopathic or has some bitter hatred for Ding Yi.

Just the life of a killer.

It's just-

Kill for a living.

So what does the emperor's life take for a living?

The answer is imperial power, all emperors, a lifetime of work, is to maintain the strength and dignity of imperial power.

The work is not done well, such as Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, Adou, Li Houzhu, etc., the history records their incompetence in work one by one, regardless of whether they work hard or not; Another example is Li Longji, who began to work hard to get out of the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, felt that he could retire, and then began to be lazy, so the strength and dignity of the imperial power gradually weakened, and after a certain period of time, the Anshi Rebellion broke out, and in the final analysis, it was the weakening of the imperial power that led to this end.

Emperor Jing cherishes this job very much, and after getting this job, he does not hesitate to lock up his predecessor so as not to be fired.

So he also cares about the imperial power, when he received Wei Wencheng's message to Yu Qian, Yu Qian went into the palace to report the matter to Jingzong, Emperor Jing listened to Yu Qian's report, so angry that he dropped two cups on the spot, and roared: "Old and not dead is a thief!" How dare he let Ding Rujin have an accident in Nanjing? In the end, it was the Warat people who assassinated Ding Rujin, or was he Wang not supervised by the imperial court who was sent by the imperial court! Hmph, Ding Rujin is a soldier who knows the soldiers, I am afraid that I have discovered some things in the army that Wang does not want people to know......"

"The emperor is cautious!" Yu Qian immediately intercepted Jingzong's words with a cold brow, as the emperor is behind such a critic, it is definitely not a good thing, you can criticize Wang Ji today, how can you not criticize Yu Qian tomorrow? Even if Yu Qian looked down on Wang Ji again, he would not sit idly by when he heard Emperor Jing's words. (To be continued......)