In the Yin lobby of Yingdu Mansion, Dong Feixiong had a gloomy face, like a landlord who did not receive rent during the New Year.

The Tsing Yi trial is imminent, there is no place up and down the court that is not busy, the officials of the ceremonial department, those scribes of the imperial history platform, I can't wait for my father and mother to give birth to a few more legs, and the nobles who will attend the Tsing Yi test ceremony tomorrow are busy, only this Yingdu Mansion is still idle.

It had been a whole day, and there was nothing to be done except an inconsequential letter from the next person.

The letter was handed over by a poor man named Li Ke, and I don't know what method I thought of, what way I went, and I was able to get it into my own hands.

I guess it's either seeking an official or a fortune, or dragging the door to take care of a relative or friend in the ink prison. Dong Feixiong didn't bother to take it apart and look at it, so he threw it on the table casually.

Tsing Yi Test, which was touted as a century-old event by those Yushimen, was so important, but he had nothing to do, and accompanied those silently jumping red candles in the hall.

This made Dong Feixiong very angry, it was obvious that he was deliberately snubbed by the nobles, according to the practice of the imperial court, it was the duty of the government Yin to maintain law and order in Yingdu during the Tsing Yi test, but this time it was handed over to the military department, and a few brothers who followed him to eat were standing under the hall at this moment, looking at themselves with blank eyes.

"It would be great if there was a big case!" Dong Feixiong thought seriously.

I eat the grain of the Great Xia Emperor, I take the right path of protecting the country, and I am dedicated to maintaining the current saint, whether you are the prime minister or the princess, and you can still move my foundation.

Dong Feixiong's gloomy eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, looked at a few people in the hall, and said, "Tonight, both sides show me death, but if something happens, I want you to arrive at the first moment." ”

"Before sunset, the lower officials had already sprinkled people out. The guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion did not make a big move, and there was no news in the palace, and a few fast horses that transmitted military information every day were divided into four doors at dusk. Tonight, the lieutenant will have a banquet for the military headquarters, and the banquet will be arranged in the compound of the ceremonial department. The thin old man who had been by Dong Feixiong's side said slowly.

The officials below looked at each other, and no one added anything, only Zhu Gui, who was in charge of the ink prison, looked suspicious.

Dong Feixiong said: "Lord Zhu has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

"Taiwei went out of the house, rode a bloody horse, and the five tigers will go with three tigers. ”

Dong Feixiong, who was thin and curled up on the back of the chair, instantly sat up straight when he heard the news.

Lord Fu Yin stretched out his hands, ten fingers up, reached into the sparse hair next to his ears and temples, and thrust it a few times.

The officials in the hall knew that this action was a routine move before Lord Dong dealt with important matters, such as the emperor personally summoning him, or being called to execute a certain general in the ink prison.

Dong Feixiong's thin fist slammed on the table, and said fiercely: "Since the official is not allowed to interfere on the street, that's good! From the Taiwei Mansion to the Ceremony Division, I want you to arrange an agent every other store to keep an eye on the street, and report to me any suspicious person, suspicious thing, suspicious person's suspicious behavior, even if it is an extra fart." ”

When the officials below heard the noise, the guard battalion stationed in the backyard of Fu Yin had already rested at this time, and there was immediately a panic again.

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Dong Feixiong is like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the hall alone, with words in his mouth, blood horse, blood horse, blood your fucking horse!

The more excited he was, the more itchy and unbearable the scars on his body that were about to heal, thinking of the tigress at home, Dong Feixiong became more and more flustered in his heart, regretting that he shouldn't have been itchy for a while, and went to the inferior brothel to have fun.

When there is nothing to do, he looks forward to things coming, such as today's big thing is about to happen, he is difficult to get up, suddenly saw the letter thrown in the corner of the case, grabbed it, tore open the envelope, the yellow letterhead is very short sentences, Dong Feixiong swept it at a glance, his face was full of suspicion, uncertain, carefully inspected the envelope, and found that no one had indeed moved, so he stuffed the letter back into the envelope and carefully put it in the official robe.

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The West Market, together with the East Market, which is full of restaurants, is known as Ying's never sleeps. The streets are full of traffic and people.

Before midnight, the ceremonial officials wearing special rules and holding Taoist talismans in their hands stood at the street entrance as if they were facing a great enemy, preventing individual cultivators from acting in rebellion and fighting in various ways.

The West Market is a market that sells groceries, from large cars and boats to small incense watches, candles, and tricks. Jing Qi people turned into ordinary passers-by, scattered around the road with the momentum of horns, here is a T-shaped street entrance, north and south thoroughfare, a narrow road from the west, straight into the center of the street.

The rest of the captains in the Blood Guard Camp were also mixed in the crowd, after all, they didn't worry about these Jianghu men who had just come to the ramp, and they didn't want to miss this interception, but they wanted to avenge General Cheng with their own hands.

At the door of the shop on both sides of the street, the lanterns are bright from far to near, next to a pile of jars and jars, craftsmen and customers are still bargaining, Xie Liuan held a long knife, looked up at the dark sky boredly, and then tightened the open cotton clothes, feeling that the wind on the street was a little cold,

The information from all over the mainland was collected in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the officials studied and judged, wrote comments, and then divided the four levels of heaven and earth and Xuanhuang according to their importance, and reported them to Zhang Sheng, who sorted them again, and finally decided by Prime Minister Lu Cheng.

Tonight's Xishi Street is a must-pass place for Taiwei Yang Lin - this is an important piece of information at the Tianzi level.

Yang Lin's team marched slowly, with two hundred foot soldiers in front of them opening the way along the way, and more than a hundred Xuanjia cavalry following closely behind, moving a little slower than usual.

Sitting on the horse, the generals and colonels around Yang Lin pointed at the streets and alleys, reporting on the early stage of the Tsing Yi test, the transformation of the streets and alleys, and the guidance of personnel.

The captain buckled his braids slowly, and his face was as calm as water, so that people could not see any emotion.

The moment the foot soldiers arrived at the corner of the street, the blood guards scattered in the crowd suddenly breathed hard. His gaze moved back and fell on Yang Lin in the center, and the killing intent suddenly appeared.

The horses of Yang Lin and others had just reached the center of T-shaped streets, and something fell from the sky, and the target was Yang Lin.

It was a huge iron ball, if it hit the target, it would definitely lead people and horses, smashed into pulp, and several generals around Yang Lin suddenly raised their heads, and in the roar, the iron ball was sharply amplified in their eyes.

Just in an instant, the three generals flew up from their horses, their bodies turned into three phantoms in the air, and at the moment when the iron ball was about to fall on Yang Lin's head, it crashed into the side of the iron ball with a bang, and the huge iron ball was knocked off the original track and fell into the cavalry team behind, booming...... The ground of the entire street trembled, the horses neighed on their backs, blood and flesh splattered, and the scene was chaotic.

The people in the market shouted and began to dodge, but for a moment they didn't know where the fight was coming from, like headless flies, rushing around, and Yang Lin's team was scattered by the impact.

Yang Lin in the center had a calm face, only raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and did not look up at the iron ball from beginning to end.

The chaos had just begun, a bright spot flashed in the sky, a figure roared down with the iron ball, the white blade rolled up a cold wind, and instantly came to the top of Yang Lin's head, a tiger general next to him knew that if he didn't make a move, it might be too late, so he slapped his palm on the mount suddenly, and flew up with the force, and the other hand calmly pulled out a tiger-headed long knife from behind.

The tiger general used the battle formation knife method of fighting immediately, simple and sharp, only seeking one move to kill, his body had not yet found balance in the air, and the tip of the knife had been handed to the bottom of Zheng Scar's neck.

Zheng Daoscar snorted and twisted his body in the air, brushing, brushing, and Pu Dao intertwined.

The tiger general knew that he had met a master of the knife, swung the knife with his right hand, and pressed his left hand directly on the back of the thick tiger head knife, and slashed in the air. Pu Dao was light and small, and Zheng Dao Scar didn't dare to fight head-on, so he had to cover and retreat.

The two people who were fighting in the air, with a snort, turned into two black shadows in the sword light, and crashed into the second floor of a restaurant on the side of the street.

The ball and one person that fell from the sky happened between the lightning and flint, the foot soldiers in front and the cavalry in the back had not fully reacted, and the generals who surrounded Yang Lin were only two people at this time.

Jing Qi drew a straight knife and killed it.