But instead of opening their mouths to help him, Luo Changfeng and Xuanyuan Yichuan looked at him like dead people.

The son of the city lord felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet all over his body, and immediately got up and was about to run.

However, he was soon pressed to the ground by Luo Changfeng's people.

Mo Shu walked up to him, kicked him in the face with his toes, and said word by word: "After tonight, this city will change hands, remember, it was all you fool." ”

The city lord shouted angrily: "I don't believe it, you really dare to kill me?" Who the hell are you!? ”

It's just that no one answered him.

Soon, the guard stabbed him in the beating heart, and blood splattered on the spot.

That night, the castle lord's fortieth birthday.

In the city lord's mansion, the sound of silk music is beautiful, and the singers and dancers who come and go are all soft limbs, charming eyes like silk, serving on the side of tall men, extremely gentle.

The forty-year-old lord of the castle had already made a fortune, and the meat on his belly was comparable to that of a pregnant woman in June and July, staring at a scantily clad dancing girl and eating the grapes she had fed.

The people who came to congratulate were bustling, but there were not as many people as expected.

The city lord thought that the guests had not yet arrived, but he never thought that the people below had sent an unexpected birthday gift.

This birthday gift is claimed to have been given by his son.

The lord of the castle was suspicious and felt that something was wrong.

His only son, although he is not very successful, but in general he is still filial, how can he do something that he is not present on his birthday?

The lord of the castle opened the birthday gift and found that it was a jar of wine.

The jars of this era were dark brown in color, and the thick smell of aging soon came out.

The city lord shouted good wine, and immediately poured a bowl and drank it all, but as he drank it, he felt more and more that the smell of blood was strong, so he asked, "What kind of wine is this?" ”

The person who gave the gift trembled obviously, then opened a scroll of brocade silk, and said according to the script: "The son of Shao, the lord of the capital, has done a lot of evil in the city, and the people are not happy, since the seventeenth day of July in the thirteenth year of Moyan, the daughter of the old man in the east of the city has been forced to ......."

The city lord was stunned when he heard these words.

But the more I listened, the more gloomy my my face became, and after waiting for this person to read the three accusations, he burst out angrily: "Shut up! Who is you, come and take him down! ”

The man trembled, still trying to finish.

There are more than 40 lives on this state, in addition to the city lord's son, there are also many city lords!

If you don't finish reading, then you will be the unlucky one.

The man was still reading, and the people in the temple who came to congratulate him on his birthday looked at each other.

The city lord became more and more angry, but no one under his command came up for a long time to catch the traitor.

The city lord knew that something was wrong, but who knew that there was soon turmoil at the door, and two columns of officials wearing the clothes of the government rushed in.

Seeing this battle, the city lord's face changed dramatically, and said, "Who are you waiting for?" ”

The head of the head of the arrest opened the arrest order and said: "I am ordered by Kyoto Jing Zhaoyin to come to arrest the criminal, please don't blame the city lord!" Come on, take away! ”

The lord of the castle had no idea what was happening, and at this moment, someone rushed in and shouted loudly with a crying voice: "Lord of the castle, childe...... Childe was killed! ”

The city lord's face turned pale, "What? ”

When the messenger saw the jar in front of him, his face became even more ugly, and he smashed the jar directly, and a heart fell out.

That little guy was miserable