Sizhou is one of the thirteen states of the Holy Empire, because the jurisdiction is not big or small, and the level of wealth is not as good as that of the annexed state, so although it is close to the annexed state, it is far less dazzling than the merger.

The city of Sizhou Prefecture is located about seventy miles south of Bingzhou, and it is also fifty or sixty miles away from Xihe County.

It's just that as the capital of a state, Sizhou City is naturally much more prosperous than other places in Sizhou, and the population also accounts for as much as half of the total number of people in all counties and counties in Sizhou, which is enough to make people look sideways.

In the north of Sizhou Prefecture, a huge and luxurious mansion occupies a whole street, and the towering walls around it are actually made of all granite stones, and the trees in the mansion are too luxuriant to stick out of the wall, which is quite a bit full of spring and can't close a branch of red apricot out of the wall.

This luxurious mansion is the residence of Sima Haoran, the assassin of Sizhou, and it is also one of the most iconic buildings in the entire Sizhou City.

Sima Haoran is a middle-aged man, enlisted in the army at the age of 20, and obtained immortal military merits at a young age, and then retired from the army because he was hit in the right leg by a stray arrow on the battlefield. Emperor Ministry's outstanding achievements in his war were transferred to Sizhou and became the assassin in charge of the military power of a state.

Although this luxurious mansion attracted great dissatisfaction from the DPRK and Chinese officials at the beginning of its construction, some people even bluntly said that this was something that only the best moths should do, which attracted the attention of the military department and even the government affairs yuan. But the ministers who spoke out against it later did not know their whereabouts without exception, so no one dared to care about the construction of Sima's mansion in Sizhou.

Sima Haoran in Sizhou and Sima family in Bingzhou belong to the same Sima family, which is a well-known thing in the Holy Empire, so after the family that had absolute dominance in the military department back then acquiesced, this mansion became as luxurious as it is now.

Today, the porter of Sima's Mansion suddenly received an inexplicable letter, which was not signed on it, but attached a glove that was well known in the Empire and only the adjudicators had the right to wear.

The gloves were white, and the butler in charge of the porter saw that his eyes were naturally not bad, and he recognized them as a pair of gloves worn by a six-rank adjudicator.

Although for the huge Sima family, a mere six-grade adjudicator would not take it seriously at all, but the concierge housekeeper was well-informed after all, and it was the first time in so many years that someone dared to put white gloves at the door of the mansion. After thinking about it for a while, the butler still mustered up the courage and handed over the pair of white gloves layer by layer.

In the backyard of the luxurious mansion, a huge study stands here. The room is densely packed with bookshelves and stacked with a huge number of books, which is jaw-dropping.

In the study, Sima Haoran, who was lame, sat on a chair, staring at the letter of unknown origin, frowning.

Next to him, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a Confucian student bowed down and stood on one side, cautiously looking at Sima Haoran's expression, motionless.

"What kind of bird do you say is written on this?" Sima Haoran looked at it for a long time and didn't see a reason, so he casually threw the letter on the table and said angrily.

Confucian hurriedly picked up the letter, and at first glance he couldn't help but feel good, because the smooth and neat font of the person who wrote the letter could easily make him a good impression of his fellow scholar.

It's just that the content of the letter did make Confucian Sheng break out in a cold sweat in an instant, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

Seeing this, Sima Haoran frowned and wondered, "What is written?"

Confucian put down the letter slightly, hesitated for a moment, felt that it was better to get rid of those obscure curses, and then said: "The person who wrote this letter wants to meet with you, but it is just words, hmm...... Somewhat excessive. ”

Sima Haoran sneered, slapped the table with a slap, and said angrily: "You said too much, that means you are directly scolding Lao Tzu, isn't it? I can't figure it out, you scholars, what you can't just say, chattering fart, Lao Tzu can't guess it for a long time." ”

Confucian didn't dare to speak, and lowered his head with a slightly pale face.

Sima Haoran is a natural old man, with a straightforward and irritable temperament, except for his martial arts cultivation, he is a big old man who is free from it. Not to mention writing poems, I don't even recognize a few big characters, as for the dense books in this room, it is not that after the construction was completed, it was said that in order to look good, tens of thousands of books were hidden in one go, which is a thing that will make the Confucian students obsessed with books covetous everywhere, but unfortunately except for a small part of the Confucian students who can borrow a small part, the others are placed here and dusted, which is a violent thing!

"Can you see it? and where and when and what is it?"

Sima Haoran asked.

"Tonight, on a hill outside the city. Confucian hesitated for a moment and continued: "The letter said that you should bring more people, and the province will be said that he bullied you." As for the meeting, the villain does not dare to assert what the purpose of this person is, so it is not necessarily a bad thing to meet each other. ”

"Phew, a little six-grade adjudicator is not enough to lift Lao Tzu's shoes! Look at Lao Tzu not to abolish him tonight!" Sima Haoran scolded and scolded.

It's just that after a slight pause, Sima Haoran turned his head and asked, "Strategist, tell me, how to deal with this matter?"

Confucian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, useless is a scholar, this is not wrong at all. I have studied hard for many years but have never been lifted, so I can only go to work as a guest for a big family, and wait for death. But somehow he was favored by Sima Haoran, and then became Sima Haoran's dog-headed military advisor.

Sima Haoran is a big man, who seems to be headless and brainless, but he is very accurate in looking at people, and he will take the initiative to ask about many things, and he has a somewhat attitude of being able to listen to advice. Therefore, over the years, Sima Haoran, under his advice, has flourished in Sizhou City, but it has also caused a lot of disasters.

Thinking about it, Confucian himself has killed a lot of people with Sima Haoran's hands over the years. It's just that when he thinks of the white silver, the little guilt in Confucianism's heart disappears without a trace.

The identity of this person is unknown, but most of the time it has nothing to do with the adjudicator. Confucius frowned and thought for a while before he slowly spoke: "So, just in case, let's bring some people over and be careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Ship." ”

"The military advisor is reasonable. Sima Haoran nodded with a big grin and continued: "Then take the armor of his three hundred tiger camp and capture this stinky boy alive." ”

"No. Confucian Sheng said softly: "Since it is from the adjudicator, if the adult leads the troops so rashly, it will inevitably attract attention, so the soldiers and soldiers cannot bring any of them." ”

Sima Haoran said indignantly: "A little adjudicator, afraid of his eggs!"

"It's true that the status of the six-grade adjudicator is not high, but after all, it is the adjudicator. Messing with the adjudicator is like stepping on a piece of stinking shit, which is hard to clean up. ”

Sima Haoran waved his hand helplessly and said, "Forget it, according to the meaning of the military advisor?"

"Just bring some of your men who can fight. Confucius said softly.

"Okay, that's it. Sima Haoran laughed, got up and patted Confucian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's hard work." ”

"The adults have won the prize, and this is what the villain should do. Confucius bowed, but his heart was full of lamentation, and another adjudicator had died innocently.

The so-called subordinates who can fight are naturally not ordinary family guards, and the huge Sima family does not need this kind of thing at all. In Sizhou City, the Sima family also runs an unknown gang, which is full of murderous outlaws, all of whom are demons with blood on their hands.

These were all things that Confucianism learned later, because in the past few years, all the officials and magnates in Sizhou City who opposed Sima Haoran have died at the hands of these people, and there are even a few judges of not low rank.

Aiding and abusing probably refers to people like themselves, right?

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Outside the city of Sizhou.

On the top of a bare mountain, Chen Tianze squatted there, squinting at Sizhou City not far away, with a natural expression.

Originally, after leaving Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, Chen Tianze wanted to return directly to Bingzhou City. It was only halfway through that I realized that what Hong Huangyan said was not unreasonable. With these skills now, as long as you dare to appear on the streets of Bingzhou, you will definitely die.

So Chen Tianze endured his curiosity, but he didn't dare to go back.

After hesitating and hesitating, Chen Tianze suddenly remembered that when he checked Sima Yi in Bingzhou, he accidentally discovered that Sima Haoran, a big man who occupied the position of Sizhou Assassin History.

Therefore, Chen Tianze turned around and came to Sizhou.

is the same Sima family, the same person, if it is said that the Sima family in Sizhou and Sima Yi in Bingzhou have no connection, Chen Tianze will not believe it.

And now, the state has been in a state of boiling water for a few days, and Chen Tianze's drizzle can't even set off a small wave, so don't expect to join in the fun. Therefore, Chen Tianze shifted his attention here, and it seemed to be a good choice to start from Sizhou.

After being in a daze for a moment, there was a sudden strange sound behind him, and Chen Tianze couldn't help but be stunned.

When he turned his head, he saw a figure standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

Chen Tianze was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Lord Yan, why are you here?"

The person standing behind Chen Tianze turned out to be Yan Xin, who took great care of himself in Xihe County at the beginning, looked at Chen Tianze with a smile on his face, and said, "Why are you still called Lord Yan now, we are at the same level." ”

Chen Tianze laughed and stretched out his hand to wrap his arm around Yan Xin's shoulder.

Yan Xin was stunned for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, and he also stretched out his hand to wrap his arm around Chen Tianze's shoulder, like an old friend he knew!