"Your Majesty." Yan Wuwei bowed his body, his eyes glanced down, and looked at the ground of the palace.

"Aiqing, do you know anything new in the court?" Xiao Ce smiled on his face, and slowly moved a few steps from the bookcase to Yan Wu.

"Your Majesty, is it for the Li family?"

"I like the fact that the national teacher is straightforward, and I don't go around the bend with me." Xiao Ce has asked a lot of people in recent days, but none of them dared to say the word "Li" directly.

"The minister is a minister of His Majesty, and he should consider it for His Majesty."

"What does Aiqing think?"

"The ants are just dying and struggling, Your Highness can let it go, and there will be results in less than three days."

"Then I'll wait for Aiqing for three days." The young emperor's energy is just right, he has no interest in the elixir of prolonging life, and he is willing to let Yan Wu be the national teacher because he is completely interested in his ability, the ability to unconsciously blend into the inner palace, and the ability to calculate the changes in the wind and clouds.

Li Hongyun's protégés, six or seven out of ten, have been transferred out of Liyang and sent to the place one after another, and the Li family's father and son know very well that they are about to be liquidated.

As for Empress Li, she will definitely be "treated well" for the sake of Xiao Ce's virtuous name.

The huge Li Mansion is losing day by day, and the thousands of guests who were originally raised in the mansion have now gone to a seven, seven, eighty, eight

He was unwilling to lose at the hands of a prince who had not yet reached the crown, and he was even more unwilling to lose the lives of his whole family after this defeat.

With a gray beard, a thin face, and bright eyes, Li Hongyun, who was in his sixtieth year, would play chess alone in the pavilion in the bamboo forest of Li's Mansion for a whole day.

Sun Sijiu is busy in the bamboo forest on the side, it is early autumn now, this year's new bamboo in the bamboo forest should be cut off the top, and the new bamboo without the top is not easy to be frozen to death in the cold winter.

A very light sigh came, and the man in the bamboo forest paused slightly.

The movements in his hands did not stop, but his eyes looked at Li Hongyun through the layers of bamboo leaves, the grandfather of the black-hearted prince of Chengzhou.

Sun Sijiu was born in Chengzhou, and that year the embankment along the Chengsha River burst, Sun Sijiu's hometown was flooded, and countless people lost the flower fields they relied on for survival.

They began to wander around just to beg for a bite to eat.

But the disaster relief grain allocated by the imperial court was seized by King Cheng layer by layer, that is, it was not the rice grain mixed with sand, but the sand mixed with rice grain.

Thoughts gradually returned, tonight, there is someone who can get justice for himself, the firewood knife is extremely sharp, and Sun Sijiu, who almost cut himself, retracted his eyes and concentrated on his work.

A very detailed map was presented in front of Shen Kaiji and Wan Jinyue, and the two who had never been to the Li Mansion had written down the bits and pieces in the Li Mansion in this short afternoon, from a dog cave to the outer hall and inner room, all of which were clearly marked on the map.

Even the action preferences of the masters of the Li Mansion are tightly detailed.

"There are a lot of strange people under my brothers."

Wan Jinyue meditated on the map while thinking about the course of action tonight.

Miss Wan laughed. Shen Kaiji glanced at Shu Bai: "Miss Wan is surrounded by talents." ”

Today's rest, Li Hongyun will most likely read in the study until late, from the northeast of the Li Mansion over the wall into the mansion, there can be a lot of dodging along the way, as long as the timing is good, with the skills of the two of them, they can completely avoid the Li Mansion guards and quietly approach Li Hongyun.

"Let's get in from here." Wan Jinyue pointed to the map and preliminarily said her own ideas.

"Miss Wan's thoughts are exactly what Shen thinks, let's enter the house from here, when I first act at the ugly time, I can just avoid the guards."

"Only kill Li Hongyun tonight?" Wan Jinyue looked at Shen Kaiji with a puzzled face.

"Li Anzhi doesn't need you and me to do it."

The man's words were firm, and he didn't seem to want to go into detail, and Wan Jinyue was too happy not to ask.

The extremely faint fragrance of osmanthus rose and fell in the night, and Wan and Shen, who were dressed in black, quietly entered the Li Mansion.

They walked separately along the base of the wall, hiding their figures by the dense woods, but in a quarter of an hour, the two of them had quietly approached the study of the Li Mansion.

Meow~ Shen Kaiji learned three cat meows not far from the main entrance of the study, and Wan Jinyue immediately went up to the roof of the study from the other direction.

The woman gently lifted a piece of tile, and the old man was really still looking at the book obsessively.

She waved her hand, and Shen Kaiji, who knew that the situation had not changed, quickly climbed through the window and entered the house, approaching Li Hongyun as quickly as possible.

The cold blade was pressed against the old man's neck, his crumpled skin had been cut a little, and the blood flowed down the blade to Shen Kaiji's hand, a little less warmth that a person should have, and a little more coldness of the utensils.

Wan Jinyue lowered her center of gravity as much as possible, and her eyes kept glancing at the surrounding situation.

"How has Li Shoufu been doing in recent years?" Li Hongyun's head was clamped and he couldn't turn left and right, he couldn't see Shen Kaiji's face, so he carefully distinguished the man's voice, which was not familiar.

"You should know better than I am." Since he dared to enter the mansion to assassinate, this person must have worked hard, how could he not even know the recent situation of the Li Mansion.

"Do you remember Shen Yuanzheng?"

"Yes." After hesitating for a moment, this Li Hongyun slowly opened his mouth, "You are Shen Yuanzheng's little grandson?" The old man's mind was spinning, and he was thinking of a way to stall for time.

There was a rapid cat meow outside the house, and Shen Kaiji's left hand felt that Li Hongyun's throat was a little abnormal, and his right hand was already forced, and Li Hongyun, who had not had time to say a procrastination word, swallowed his breath.

"If there's anything you want to say, go down and talk to my grandfather." Shen Kaiji lowered his voice very low and whispered in Li Hongyun's ear.

The dagger was drawn, and the blood spurted forward several feet.

When the two of them left, in the backyard of the Li Mansion, Li Qiu quietly turned over and sat up, she looked at the man in front of her, his temples had become a little variegated, and he had changed from a cardamom girl to an old woman today.

She really hated this man with a heart like a femme fatale, he killed his only son for the sake of power, fame and fortune, but after a year's work, he led the outer room into the door.

After decades of hard work, she is gentle and obedient, and her husband obeys her orders, and in exchange for the position of a faceless wife.

Her hand was smoother and more delicate than that of the rough woman, and with such a pair of hands clung tightly to the begonia hairpin, she repeated the strokes above the man's Adam's apple, and at last the trembling of the arm began to shrink.

The sharp hairpin pierced the man's throat.

Li Anzhi, who took the drug, was unusually quiet, without even a muffled snort, and passed away so peacefully.

Crying silently, Li Qiu sat on the bed with tears on his face.