Chapter 111: Professional Mischief
Although Yang Yanhan had never been in Jinling before, every move in Jinling City was under Yang Yanhan's surveillance. In addition to Gong Yu and Mr. Thirteen's Miaoyin Workshop, Yang Liuxin's two top girls, Xinliu and Xinyang, are also Yang Yanhan's insiders.
When the two had just reached adulthood, it coincided with a great change in their family, and their parents died, leaving only a thirteen-year-old brother to rely on the two for their lives.
However, even the only brother was beaten to death after getting in the way of someone else.
Killing people to pay for their lives and paying off debts is a matter of course. However, the perpetrator was not an ordinary person, this person was the beloved son of today's Wen Yuanbo, Qiu Ze.
One is the son of an earl, and the other is a child of an ordinary family without a father or mother. The government can't give these two girls the slightest hope of justice.
Approaching the end of the year, Yang Yanhan's house, of course, also has to prepare for the New Year, this is not something Yang Yanhan has to worry about, not to mention that Li Gang is a good housekeeper, Mr. Thirteen also has Gong Yu to buy a few cars of New Year's goods in a comprehensive manner, most of the popular and ingenious things are complete, so that Feiliu basically has to be busy from morning to night every day, busy and playing.
Other palaces such as Mu Wangfu, Yuwang Mansion, Yan Mansion, Xie Mansion, Commander's Mansion and so on also have New Year's gifts sent to the door.
Most of the gifts Yang Yanhan just looked at the gift list, and let Li Gang deal with it himself, and even the return gifts were arranged by Li Gang, and he didn't care about it at all.
At that time, it was almost midnight, and at the turn of the new year, even the officers and soldiers who were patrolling the night stopped and looked up at the blooming flowers in the night sky, and the firecrackers in the whole city were boiling, and they were about to reach the highest point.
Feiliu came to Yang Yanhan at this time, saluted respectfully, and said loudly: "New Year's greetings!" ”
"Be good this year, too!" Yang Yanhan said with a smile and took a red envelope and put it in his hand. Although Feiliu didn't know what was good about this red-wrapped thing, he knew that everyone was so happy to take it every year, so he showed a smile on the occasion.
"New Year's greetings for the sect master!" Different from Feiliu's directness, Gong Yu, who spent the New Year with Yang Yanhan for the first time, obviously did a good job in details and etiquette.
For Gong Yu, except for Feiliu and Li Gang, in fact, few people here know her. And just when Yang Yanhan smiled and put a red envelope in Gong Yu's hand, Gong Yu suddenly said to Yang Yanhan in an imperceptible voice: "Leader, the two sisters of Xinliu and Xinyang ......"
Hearing this, Yang Yanhan thought about it for a while, and then said: "There is no need to worry about this matter, I already have a plan in my heart, and after the New Year, I will start to make arrangements."
"Eat dumplings! Lads come here! Aunt Ji called at the gate of the courtyard, and the flow of people immediately poured towards her.
Yang Yanhan took Feiliu and Gong Yu and the three of them went indoors together, and several large tables had already been put together here, on which there were all kinds of fruits, delicacies, wine and dishes, and hot dumplings were served to the table like flowing water, steaming white gas, and the fragrance was overflowing.
At this moment, a strange bird suddenly spread its wings and landed directly on Yang Yanhan's shoulder. signaled Feiliu and the others not to worry about themselves, and sent Gong Yu, who was full of concern and refused to leave, to eat dumplings.
Yang Yanhan opened the silk cloth on the bird's leg, hurriedly swept it, and then his eyes rolled, and he had an idea in his heart.
As soon as the bell rang, it was another year, and after Yang Yanhan explained to everyone, he stopped Gong Yu and Feiliu. Chinese New Year's Eve is supposed to be a festive day, but the reality often doesn't make the joy last long.
Three figures swept out of the courtyard, and the soldiers were divided into two ways in this lively and deserted Jinling City, but after a few ups and downs, they had disappeared without a trace.
King Jing opened the palace at the age of seventeen and built a government office, and he has been fighting horses for ten years, so the soldiers of the palace are all soldiers who have followed King Jing in the south and north over the years. Even for the Chinese New Year's Eve Festival, the garrison here is still strong.
However, just when the night was still immersed in the joy of firecrackers and fireworks, a black figure evaded the guards of Jingwang's Mansion at an alarming speed, and soon arrived at the bedroom of Jingwangfu.
Even though he kept the New Year, King Jing still maintained enough vigilance. Princess Jing has been dead for some years, so in King Jing's mansion, there are only two side concubines, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, naturally the two accompany King Jing to keep the year.
There was a crisp sound of "pop", and a piece of green tile suddenly fell down at this time, revealing the figure of the man in black.
"What people!"
With King Jing's loud shout, the guards in the palace discovered that someone had sneaked into King Jing's mansion at some point.
Torches, bows and arrows, bright steel knives, the man in black who infiltrated King Jing's mansion seemed to have reported his intention to kill. Seeing this scene, he resolutely stabbed towards King Jing.
If he is on the battlefield and wearing armor and riding horses, King Jing is naturally the next first-class military general in the world. But if it is a one-on-one ranger foot battle, King Jing's kung fu will inevitably fall into a bit of a disadvantage.
The sharpness of the black-clothed man's swordsmanship far exceeded King Jing's expectations, and King Jing met the enemy in a hurry, so he could only deal with it empty-handed. If it weren't for the ordinary swordsmanship that could be seen everywhere on the rivers and lakes all the time, I was afraid that if I didn't make three moves, King Jing would be injured by the other party.
And as there were more and more guards surrounding King Jing's mansion, the man in black suddenly shouted, and then grabbed his left hand into a claw, enveloping King Jing's throat and chest.
In the face of the other party's sharp claws, King Jing first turned sideways and backwards, and then the two guards who followed closely followed slashed at the chest of the man in black, one left and one right.
Seeing that the man in black was finally forced by the knife to retreat, but at this time, the man in black suddenly shrank and threw the long sword in his hand with his strength.
The long sword that escaped was like a legendary flying sword, cutting a brilliant arc in mid-air, and flew towards King Jing's chest.
This sword came quickly and urgently, seeing that King Jing was about to die on the spot, but the instinctive reaction of fighting on the battlefield for many years made King Jing roll on the spot at a critical moment, and narrowly avoided this sword.
And that sword was after cutting a two-inch-long wound on King Jing's right arm, and it collided with the ground in a strange way, flying backwards in the direction of the man in black at an extremely fast speed.
The black-clothed man with the long sword in his hand pulled a few sword flowers in the air, easily separating the seven or eight sharp arrows. Then he connected the dots with light skills, and rushed all the way along Fang Yan, and after a few ups and downs, he had completely disappeared into the vast night.
At this time, a group of guards and King Jing's two side concubines hurriedly came to King Jing's side and greeted King Jing for a while. And King Jing said to everyone after a simple bandaging in the palace at this time: "Okay, there is nothing to do, everyone cheer up tonight and guard strictly!"