There was a knock on the door, Zhu Wu walked over unhurriedly and opened the door, and his eyes immediately widened: "Uncle Xing? ”

Uncle Xing squeezed in directly and said in a low voice, "Close the door." ”

Zhu Wu hurriedly closed the door, followed Uncle Xing, who was walking inside, and asked, "Uncle Xing, why are you here at this time?" ”

"Something."

Zhu Wu paused, and hurriedly pulled Uncle Xing down: "Uncle Xing, if there is something, let's talk about it in the yard, I think the yard is safer than the house." ”

That time I was listened to by Miss Luo, I really heard the psychological shadow.

The corners of Uncle Xing's mouth twitched, and his voice changed: "There are still authentics? ”

Zhu Wu sneered: "What if there is anything that hasn't been found......

Uncle Xing was silent, glanced at the courtyard, and sat directly on the steps.

Zhu Wu sat next to Uncle Xing and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Xing, what is the matter?" ”

It's almost the New Year, Uncle Xing is coming over at this time, I'm afraid things are not trivial.

Uncle Xing spit out a few words in a calm tone: "The killing is coming." ”

Zhu Wu's expression became serious: "Killing? ”

Uncle Xing's voice was lowered: "I was worried that the letters would not be safe, so I didn't tell you." I brought a dozen Vermilion Bird Guards with me to Beijing this time, planning to assassinate those protons! “

Zhu Wu's eyes shrank: "You mean those little princes?" ”

Uncle Xing's eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder: "The king of Dingdong has rebelled, the kings are hesitating and watching, and their heir is pinched by the emperor, and they dare not act rashly in the short term." If these protons die at this time, I'm afraid it's not just the king of Dingdong......"

Zhu Wu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded frequently.

Uncle Xing straightened up, looked at the south and muttered, "Vermilion Bird Wei has been dormant for so many years, it's time to do something for the Zhennan Palace." ”

"Uncle Xing, where is the Vermilion Bird Guard you brought?"

"You don't have to worry about those, they're all disguised and scattered, just waiting for the arrangement to be arranged before they are summoned."

"How did you arrange that? It's better to leave this matter to your nephew to take the lead. ”

Uncle Xing shook his head: "You don't need to come out." ”

Zhu Wu was a little anxious: "Uncle Xing? ”

Uncle Xing looked at his nephew and sighed: "Wulang, you are the only one among us who has the identity of being able to see the light, and you are still Miss Luo's bookkeeper, this identity can give you a lot of shelter." If there are people who are lucky enough to escape this time, you have to find a way to cover them, which is much better than you......"

Zhu Wu listened silently, and finally nodded with difficulty: "I listen to you." ”

Snow began to fall again in the evening, at first the snow particles fell in torrents, and then the snow grew heavier and soon covered the ground.

There were almost no people on the streets, and as the sky darkened, the lights of thousands of homes lit up.

As the night deepened, the lights went out one after another, and a team of black-clothed people took advantage of the cover of night to touch in the direction where the yamen of the Ministry of Rites was located.

Only the husband and the official who followed the route of the night patrol will come out at this night, but such a snowy night will inevitably make people slack, except for the husband who has to go to the street with his neck and a gong, there is no shadow of the official messenger at all.

The group of men in black moved quickly under the cover of houses and trees, and the footprints left on the snow were soon covered by the new snow that fell in a row.

Behind the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, a certain courtyard specially placed the princes of the kings was brightly lit at this time, singing and dancing.

Today is the birthday of the prince of Pingxi, and these princes who are under house arrest have been depressed for a long time, and they just take advantage of this reason to get together.

The hall was singing and dancing, and the princes of the world obviously had a sense of drinking.

As a cup was knocked over, the prince of Jingbei pounded the table and said: "This day is really impossible, how long are we going to be locked up!" ”

The prince of Pingxi smiled bitterly: "There is wine today, let's get drunk today, it's useless to think too much." ”

Another prince spoke: "How can you not think about it, you think about the fate of the son of the king of Dingdong, not to mention being cut by a thousand knives, and being cut off and sent to the south......"

Hearing this, a prince howled and cried: "Woo woo, the second son of the king of Dingdong is really miserable, will we be like him......"

How could the princes not sigh and sympathize when they thought of the fate of the second son of the king of Dingdong, and thought that they might also fall into such a result in the future, fear was like a wild grass growing wildly in spring.

The prince of Pingxi patted the prince who was crying bitterly: "Don't think too far, the king of Dingdong has a different heart, so he hurt his son-"

The prince of the world violently pushed the prince of Pingxi away, crying even louder: "Self-deception, self-deception......"

The mood of collapse soon swept over everyone.

There are those who wipe their tears, those who pour wine violently, and those who are in a daze......

They are stronger than the second son of King Dingdong is the identity of Wang Shizi, but who has the confidence that they will definitely be able to go home alive?

As the heir of the palace, he is naturally valued by his father on weekdays, but when the authorities are chaotic enough and the temptation is big enough, everything is difficult to say.

Those pleasing singing and dancing, beautiful dancing girls, at this moment have become boring, and great fear grabs everyone's hearts.

The cry sounded intermittently.

The prince of Jingbei had red eyes, and shouted at the dancing girls dancing in the hall: "Get out!" ”

The singers were stunned, and immediately bowed their heads and retreated.

"Come, come, come, keep drinking." The prince of Jingbei raised his glass to the prince of Pingxi, "Today is the birthday of the third brother, it is not easy for everyone to get together, don't say these disappointing words......"

The prince of Pingxi clinked glasses with him and laughed at himself: "Thank you, brother." ”

A cool breeze suddenly poured in.

Why is it so cold?

The prince of Pingxi, who drank the soju, flashed this thought, and saw the light of the knife flash, and then there was a miserable scream.

"Someone, there's an assassin—" The man who had just cried red eyes shouted, and the words stopped abruptly.

He struggled to look down at the hilt of the knife that had not entered his heart, and only had time to flash a thought before he was overwhelmed by the sharp pain and darkness: it was indeed self-deception, it turned out that he would not even survive tonight......

Soon the hall was in chaos, and screams rang out one after another.

Hearing the movement, the guards poured in in a steady stream, fighting with the black-clothed men who had assassinated the princes of the kings.

In order to ensure the safety of the protons, there were more than 100 guards on the seemingly calm periphery, and although the black-clothed people lurking in were all good, there was a huge disparity in the number of people between the two sides, and they were successively damaged over time.

After receiving the warning, more guards arrived.

None of these black-clothed men flinched until there were two people left, one of whom let the knife come at random, and stabbed the sharp knife into the heart of the prince of Pingxi, who was being covered by several guards to leave.

"Little Four—" Another man in black shouted.

The man in black, known as Little Four, didn't look back, and struggled to squeeze out two words: "Let's go!" ”

The chaotic knife fell on him, and he kept holding the sharp knife that pierced the vital point of the prince of Pingxi and did not let go.

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