Chapter 100: Ninth Sister
Murder pays for life, and it is justified. You should be glad that the eighth guitar still has a breath left, otherwise, you would have been a dead corpse by now! ”
Maybe her eyes were too sharp, and after being glared at by her, Yan Changren's whole body began to tremble. Why did it suddenly get so cold?
"Joke! Is the life of the old man and grandson comparable to that of the inferior? ”
It is also strange to say, it is clear that Ran Zongyan did not call them up, and the people who were originally kneeling in the Yan Mansion had already stood up by themselves.
It seems that the regent's palace has kept a low profile over the years, but in exchange for forgetting......
"Lord Yan, is this trying to commit the following crimes?"
Ran Zongyan's fluttering words were like a hammer smashing into Yan Wenkang's heart.
The following is a big hat!
"I just beat a little thief! That man, yes, that man was wrong first! He wants to rob my concubine! ”
Yan Changren seemed to remember something, and kept defending himself.
"That woman is still in the firewood room, you can find a confront!"
It's okay not to say this, but when I say it, it reminds Han Bing that Baji will definitely not provoke this third ancestor for no reason. Not to mention a direct conflict with them.
Another thing she knows very well is that Baji has never made a move from beginning to end.
Otherwise, with his skills, he would not have been able to make himself what he is now.
Even if he can't win a big game, at least he can get out of it all.
Who is he protecting? Now there are all the answers.
When the little girl was brought out, it was obvious that her clothes had been arranged, but because of the rush of time, the strips of rags that had not yet had time to tear off were still hanging on her body.
The moment he saw her face, Han Bing understood why Baji did this.
Her face is eight points similar to Yaji, and she is about ten years old, and she knows at a glance that they are blood relatives.
"This is your concubine?"
Yan Wenkang only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then his hand was empty, and when he saw it, Yan Changren was already in her hands.
He was amazed, so fast!
He didn't even see exactly when she arrived in front of him, but fortunately it was just a snatch from him, if it was an assassination...... His head and neck are probably already separated.
A chill slowly rose from the soles of his feet, even if he had fought on the battlefield, he had never felt so afraid.
"Such a young girl, or a child, you actually say that she is your concubine?"
She wanted to rip his head off!
The little girl was frightened by what happened at the scene at first, but she quickly came back to her senses, she knelt in front of the cold ice, and kept kowtowing: "Please, save my brother, my brother is dying." ”
Sure enough, the little girl is Hachiyoshi's younger sister.
"Your brother's name is Hachiyoshi?"
"Yes, my name is Ninth Sister."
The ninth sister raised her head and looked at Han Bing, her expression was panicked, but her gaze was very firm.
Yes, it looks like a good seedling.
Chen Xiahua walked up to her and helped her up: "Ninth sister, don't worry, the eldest sister is here for Baji, and she will definitely get justice for him!" ”
Big sister? Is that her? That girl who looks so powerful?
However, even a lowly person like her knows what kind of existence Shangshufu is, can they really save their brother?
"Bring the knife!"
The thin monkey solemnly placed a knife in her hand.
This is Yachiyoshi's sword......
Today is his day off, and he said that he went out for a stroll and wanted to go to the steamed bun shop that he had been thinking about all along, and he wanted to buy steamed buns and come back for Han Bing to taste, because it was really delicious, and he wanted to share it with Han Bing. He's always like this, whenever he has something delicious and fun, the first thing he wants to share with the cold ice and the dark guards......
This knife was carefully placed in the house by him. Usually training, no need. Although the knife did not suit him, he belonged to the dexterous type rather than the strength type.
The knife is too heavy, the blade is too thick, and the knife is too long, which is inconvenient to use, not only can not play to his own advantages, but will also greatly reduce his strength.
But even so, he still loved the knife.
He said that this was the item that really belonged to him after entering the palace as a guard.
In countless frightened nights, as long as he touched the knife at the head of the bed, he would feel a lot more at ease.
She pulled the knife out of its scabbard, not even a fine iron material, but it had been polished by him for many years to shine brightly.
Yan Changren was carried by her with one hand and couldn't move at all.
He trembled like chaff, and his eyes for help kept staring at Yan Wenkang: "Grandpa, help, grandpa." ”
He didn't know how badly Baji was injured, and the blood all over his body must be certain to die.
Now, this madwoman says she wants it all from him? Isn't he dead?
"Grandpa, quick, go and tell the emperor, the emperor will definitely make the decision for you."
His words made Yan Wenkang's eyes light up, yes, and the emperor.
"Lord Yan, you don't have to bother the emperor for such a trivial matter, right?"
"Lord Wang! This matter is the fault of the grandson of the lower official! The old man apologized to this girl for him, and the injured guard in the palace, his family will be all borne by my Yan Mansion in the future. ”
Although Yan Wenkang was born as a military general, he has been in officialdom for most of his life, and he still understands current affairs.
Whether it's robbing people's daughters or killing people on the street, who has ever taken care of this kind of thing?
Even the government turns a blind eye, let alone the regent who doesn't leave the house all year round and doesn't care about the world?
This time it is a big fuss, and it is clear that it is to stand up!
Including the last high-profile rescue from the Prime Minister's Mansion, he actually wanted to tell everyone that the Regent's Mansion was about to be born by suppressing hundreds of officials!
He's not stupid, this budding bird, he definitely can't be it!
"The king's people, the king can still afford to raise. Bing'er said that she wants to pay for her blood debts, what does Lord Yan want? ”
How is it? How can he?
Hard grab? He didn't seem to be able to snatch the woman in front of him.
Beat? I tried, but I didn't seem to be able to beat it, but it was still when this woman didn't make a move.
Besides, it's different now, Ran Zongyan is here, who dares to do it?
Even if he exists in name only now, no matter what, he is a prince!
But...... He looked at Yan Changren, who was looking at him pitifully.
This is his grandson...... There is only one grandchild.
He was ruthless and knelt down: "Please ask the prince to beg the prince for mercy for the sake of the lower officials who once followed the old prince to fight in the south and the north." ”
He bowed his head......
Speaking of which, his history is still based on this forgotten regent mansion of the world.
Ran Zongyan's grandfather is the benefactor who promoted him, but the deceit in the officialdom in the past few decades has forced him to stand in line. Over time, he has forgotten the original intention of entering the court.
"Lord Yan still remembers this king's grandfather?"
Remember, how could he forget that brave and good fighter, Wen Taowu strategy.
The men of the Ran family are all extremely smart, and all of them are brave and strategic.
Coming down from the battlefield, he single-handedly arranged for him, a reckless man, to enter the court.
"Wenkang, the old man has no other requirements, I just hope that after you are in a high position one day, you will be able to assist the old man's children and grandchildren."
Yan Wenkang closed his eyes: "Let the prince dispose of it." ”
When Yan Changren heard this, he was actually given up, he was anxious, and yelled heartbreakingly: "Grandpa, you are so confused!" What are you afraid of him doing as a waste? A wasted man who will die at any moment! ”
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