Seeing that today's sudden assassination operation was a complete failure, Lu Tai, the third assistant of the cabinet who had just been shocked, hurriedly bowed to Yan Song and said:

"Yuanfu, on today's big day for the old lady, I don't want such wicked people to dare to do bad things. This is really our incompetence, and I hope that Yuanfu will forgive my sins. ”

Yan Song's white beard trembled, he returned the salute, and said with a smile: "Why does Lu Ge blame himself so much? Now, although the Holy Son of Heaven is in power and the four seas are peaceful, it is inevitable that there will be a few thieves in broad daylight. Even if you want to blame it, you have to ask those stewards of the Five Cities Terracotta Division to explain to the old man, how can you blame the cabinet ministers? Besides, these clowns who jump off the beam are already vulnerable. Isn't their dancing of knives and guns today much better than a circus? This can be regarded as cheering for the public, hahaha! When Yan Song said this, he sneered again.

The hundreds of officials sitting in the Shoutang also laughed one after another. Some of them still bothered their faces and said a few words of flattery when today's son was as graceful as the sun, and the old man of the Yan Pavilion was blessed with all the blessings, so the assassin was captured.

Only Zhang Juzheng, the editor of the seventh grade, sat at his own table, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but he didn't laugh out loud.

At this time, Lu Bing, the leader of the Jinyi Guard, had already led his subordinates out of the hall to get people, and there were more than ten remaining Jinyi Guards in the hall, and they were all in the corners of the hall, eyeing each other, lest there be assassins standing out. They are all elites brought by Lu Bing, so naturally they will not make a mistake in the gutter and capsize the boat.

The biggest official position in this is Mo Huaigu, who was on duty to search and inspect the Qingyun class at the door that day.

Seeing that Lu Tai pleaded guilty to Yan Song, Mo Baihu hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and said:

"Motosuke, today's birthday banquet for the princess, but let the assassins infiltrate and disturb the banquet, which frightened Motosuke and the pillars of the court. This is all due to our lack of preparedness and the fault of the thieves who slipped through the net. In particular, these gangs were put in from the place where the lower officials guarded, and the lower officials were deeply responsible. I also asked Yuanfu to punish him heavily. The lower officials and others will inevitably bow their heads and confess their sins, and they will be as happy as they are. ”

Yan Song didn't show any anger at all, on the contrary, there was a smile on his old face. actually bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand to support Mo Huaigu:

"Master Mo, where is this coming from? In the past few days, the chiefs of the Jinyi Guard have guarded the Yan Mansion and worked hard. If you hadn't guarded the four directions, the thieves wouldn't have brought only short soldiers to assassinate them. Besides, these thieves mixed into the mansion, and the old man actually knew about it for a long time, so he made a plan with Lu Dudu to lure the snake out of the hole and catch it all in one go, so as not to cause trouble outside. The generals of Jinyiwei captured the thieves today, not only are they not guilty, but they are meritorious. Tomorrow, I will play Your Majesty, and the heavenly family will definitely be rewarded. Hurry up, please. ”

Mo Huaigu thanked Yan Song, stood up, and stood behind Yan Song. The expression on his face was solemn, respectful, and he didn't dare to take a sip when he was really atmospheric.

Lu Tai couldn't help but sneer secretly:

"Yan Fenyi is polite, but who dares to take his old man's politeness seriously? Mo Huaigu, Mo Huaigu, since you were ordered to defend the Yan Mansion, but you let the thief enter the mansion with a sword, you have committed the crime of dereliction of duty, and it is not too late to be courteous at this time? If people are more domineering, they will directly accuse you of colluding with thieves and assassins, but I am afraid that you may not even be able to protect your head! But speaking of which, it seems that you are also Lu Bing's favorite general. Since Lu Wenfu protects you, even if something happens this time, it is expected that your future will not be much harm. Yan Song and Lu Bing have always been embarrassed, so they will not sell this face. If it is not good, I told you to get out of the Beijing Division and put it in the place, it seems that it has been distributed, and the benefits are more than that of the Beijing Division. ”

Lu Tai was thinking nonsense on this side, and suddenly heard that in the courtyard, the teacher of the Yan Mansion, Niu Qianjin, shouted at the donkey's throat and shouted: "Back to the old lady, there are a total of twenty-five assassins, and all of them have been taken!" ”

Passing through the gate of the hall, I saw that the slashing in the courtyard had indeed stopped. The figures who came and went were all dressed in the clothes of the Yan Mansion or the brocade guards. The circus troupe members who were trying to assassinate themselves by performing were already tied up with ropes and could not move.

The corners of Yan Song's mouth curled, his eyes opened slightly, and he shouted:

"Okay."

Before a good word fell, I heard a buzzing sound, which was the sound of a steel knife unsheathed. Then the white light flashed, but it was Mo Huaigu, the brocade-clothed guard who was standing behind the old Yan Ge, who actually pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist at this time. The sword light flickered like lightning, and it had already stabbed Yan Song's back in the heart!

This time, the lightning and flint caught people off guard! The other brocade-clothed captains standing in the front hall, a few of them were obedient, and they all exclaimed.

When Lu Bing led people out of the city to arrest the Assassins, he arranged for them to stay in the hall, itself to prevent the remnants of the Assassins from raiding. As a result, each of these people pressed the handle of their knives with their hands, or stared up at the ceiling beams, or glanced sideways at the windows, and even an ant could not escape their dozen pairs of eyes.

However, it was only the traitors from outside, and some people even looked vigilantly at the guests who came to congratulate in the halls and courtyards, or the servants who came and went in their family clothes, worried about whether there would be unscrupulous people inside.

Who would have thought that it would be his own commander who broke out. In the exclamation, several people rushed towards Yan Song with knives, but they were too far away, and it was difficult to solve the fire from afar, and they couldn't help it.

This Mo Huaigu took the opportunity to bow down and apologize for his sins and get up, and it was logical that he came behind Yan Song, and then suddenly pulled out his knife to attack, which can be described as one go. He saw that there was no one around Yan Song to protect him at this moment, and the other Jinyi guards were standing at least three or five steps away, and it was impossible to stop him.

Within two steps around, only the handsome little scholar was beside him. Even if that little scholar wanted to fight to protect the master, at his age, he might not even be able to touch Mo Huaigu's hands

Therefore, according to Mo Huaigu's expectations, this thunderous blow is absolutely unreasonable.

How do you know that Mo Huaigu stabbed out, and saw that there was still half a foot away from Yan Song's heart, and suddenly felt that his wrist fell, and the knife seemed to be suddenly clamped by an iron tong, and it was impossible to hand out half an inch. Mo Huaigu was shocked, and when he looked deeply, he found that it was the little scholar with red lips and white teeth beside Yan Song, his legs squatting open, and a fair-skinned hand had already grabbed the blade of the embroidered spring knife.

I can't see that although this scholar is young, he has a very strong strength. Mo Huaigu's right arm is strong, and he wants to pull the knife back, but it is like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar, don't want to move half a point! Mo Huaigu snorted lightly, and used all his strength to bravely regain the knife, but he still only shook it lightly a few times. The scholar's breath deepened slightly, and his face showed a slight flush. However, the embroidered spring knife was still in his hands and could not be taken out.

A hint of fear slowly crept up Mo Huaigu's face. Mo Huaigu was originally a hereditary brocade robe, and his family martial arts were not general, but this handsome scholar who was only a teenager, just showed that strength was far above Mo Huaigu. The hand that held the blade of the sword was a little smaller than his own hand that held the hilt. But he pinched the back of the knife so steadily, neither was he snatched by Mo Huaigu, nor was he worried about being cut by the blade.

It seems that this scholar is not just practicing external kung fu, but must have excellent internal skills. Otherwise, there will be no fear.

Thinking that it was such a strange master against the enemy, Mo Huaigu couldn't help but feel discouraged, and he no longer exerted his strength to regain the knife.

The scholar felt that the strength in his hands was relaxed, raised his head, looked at Mo Huaigu and smiled coldly: "Only these two times? ”

The voice was crisp and beautiful, but the tone was as cold as ice. Just as the white face flushed red, the pair of black and white eyes gradually turned faintly blood-red. That look stared straight at Mo Huaigu's face, like a beast in the wilderness, making Mo Huaigu shudder.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses!

Seeing that something was wrong, Mo Huaigu hurriedly abandoned the knife and jumped back. For the sake of weapons in the hands of the enemy, there is no point in dwelling on them.

But the scholar was quicker than he was. As soon as Mo Huaigu's hand was loosened, the scholar's right hand had already thrown the embroidered spring knife to the ground, and at the same time, his body was in front of him, and his legs kicked out in a row, which was as fast as lightning, and the move was not far from Mo Huaigu's next three roads.

Mo Huaigu made a "reverse eight steps", turning left and right, trying to dodge the attack, with both fists on the one hand, on the top of the face door, down the lower abdomen, and hurriedly parryed. But the attack speed of the scholar in front of him was far above him. After a round of whirlwind kicks, the scholar switched to fast boxing, sinking his waist and hooking his body, and his fists were like flowers and willows, only dancing in Mo Huaigu's lower abdomen and legs.

The scholar's punches and kicks are very beautiful, and they are simply in line with the rhythm. With a handsome face, it looks like a flower butterfly is lingering and dancing. The military attaché and Jinyi guards who knew boxing on the onlookers couldn't help but secretly admire.

But Mo Huaigu, who is located near the left of this butterfly dance, can't even cry out for bitterness. Facing the scholar in front of him, not only did he have no power to fight back, but he was far from being able to parry. Before a few moves, Mo Huaigu's lower abdomen and leg roots were hit one after another. This scholar is not only extremely fast, the direction of his fists and feet is tricky, but also the strength is so great that it does not match his age and size. Mo Huaigu was punched and kicked, and he didn't feel anything at first, but after a long time, he found that the strength of the hit on his body just now seemed to gradually disperse. A pain came out from the internal organs, and in a moment, Mo Huaigu's abdomen was like a knife, and the pain was unbearable. He fought a few more times, and finally got a palm on the side of his left knee. Mo Huaigu only felt a numbness in his left leg, and the abdominal pain was even more intense, so he staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground. His face was pale, cold sweat was dripping down, and he couldn't help moaning slightly.

It was only at this time that the other brocade guards in the hall who were stunned did not think of rushing over. But they saw that the scholar raised his eyebrows at them: "Stop!" Hugh had to take three steps before approaching the old seat of Yan Ge! A pair of slightly red eyes glared at him like arrows, and several brocade guards were stunned by him.

"Xi Tong, tie up this assassin."

Yan Song seemed to have been prepared for the assassination that happened around him, and his tone was still so calm, and he couldn't hear a trace of ups and downs. Just talking about this calm and qi cultivation kung fu, it can't help but make all the officials present nod their heads in admiration.

Just now, those officials who were filthy and regarded the scholar as Yan Song's prostitution boy were even more dumbfounded at this time, thinking that if this beautiful boy was really sent to him, I would never dare to touch it.

The scholar also nodded, answered yes, and walked over to Mo Huaigu. As he walked, he waved towards the door of the hall and took a hemp rope thrown by the little housekeeper Yan Xing.

Seeing that Mo Huaigu was also taken, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was expected that there would be no change. But at this time, I only heard the outer courtyard pull Niu Niu Qianjin and shouted: "Back to the old lady's words, something is wrong, this girl is a man, where is the girl named Rou Niang?" ”