In the Shizhou Qinglou, Huohua was looking at the pretty face of the beauty in front of him stupidly, with clouds and temples, and there were five colors. It is a famous prostitute in Shizhou, named Xiaolian.

But he was a little angry, because he had just pulled her out of the room, and inside a fat old man was doing something shameful.

He loves and breathes.

"Oops, you hurt me." The beauty Xiaolian exclaimed.

Huohua hurriedly said: "Xiaolian, come with me." ”

"Let's go?" Xiaolian sneered, "Why did I want to go with you?" ”

"Didn't you tell me that they persecuted you, and you want to be good and live with me? Dongwei's soldiers and horses entered the city, Wu Yingde fell, Wu Santian ran away, Xiaolian, no one bullies you anymore, come with me. ”

Xiaolian shook off his hand without hesitation: "You are right, it was they who persecuted me at the beginning, and I have fallen to today, but what do you have?" Shall I follow you, to sleep in your dirt pits, to your wild herbs? ”

Huohua is sluggish.

She sneered, with a look of disgust: "Don't be delusional, I said those words to a lot of people, I didn't expect you to take it seriously, you disturbed Master Zhang's Yaxing, he asked about the guilt, you can't afford to be guilty, come here, don't drive him away." ”

"You?" Huo Hua's expression suddenly became hideous.

"Ah, what are you going to do, you?" Seeing Huohua pull out the short knife he was carrying, Xiaolian was shocked, and the people around her didn't have time to react.

"Bitch is merciless, huh-" His eyes cracked, blood splattered in his face, and a knife had been plunged deep into her chest.

Xiaolian's body tilted, "oops" called, her pupils widened, and her expression gradually dissipated.

Then the people around him screamed in horror: "Murder, murder, ah...... Yes...... Help......"

"You said that we are going to live together forever, hehe, you have to do it." Huohua smiled fiercely, very weird, drew the knife, and without any hesitation, plunged it into his chest.

Blood, intertwined and blended.

"Forever...... Always in the ...... Rise. He stroked her pretty face, which had become pale from excessive blood loss, two points of resentment, seven parts of infatuation, one part of satisfaction, and gradually closed his eyes, and his hand slipped from her face.

The whole process happened so suddenly that no one dared to get close.

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Wu Yingde's bedroom, with light gauze curtains and ivory incense beds.

Very spacious, enter the door into the eye is a sandalwood screen, the screen is painted with white cranes and green pines, look at it from a distance and reveal a sense of atmosphere and elegant, this screen unfolds is seven feet long, the whole is made of sandalwood, the painting on it is more lifelike, obviously from the hands of famous artists. Don't talk about handiwork, just say that such a large sandalwood material, if there is no thousand taels of silver, don't even think about it, it is impossible to start, it can be seen how much Wu Yingde and Zhang Huai have looted over the years.

Wu Yingde was lying on the bed, humming constantly, the original wife had passed away a long time ago, and several concubines were crying miserably beside his bedside, and the handkerchief kept wiping the tears, and kept calling the master.

There was a concubine who couldn't stand it and shouted: "What are you crying about, the master hasn't gone yet, do you want to cry the master?" ”

"Hmph, the plain master is the best for you, the master is like this, you don't care, wolf-hearted." A concubine retorted.

"You little hoof, the lord gave you a hundred acres of land in the east of the city, gold and silver, pearls and jade, color screens, brocade, whatever you want, you said he was good to me, heh, I have been with him for ten years, and I don't even have a decent jewelry." The concubine got angry and tore her mouth.

Of course, the other concubine would not let the bully, and the two staged a mutual beating, the steps were scattered, and the scenery was revealed.

Wu Yingde pointed at them, panting, and couldn't scold them.

"Master, it's not good, Dongwei Wu Cheng took the holy decree into the city, and Lord Liu Rengui took Lord Zhang and all the adults, and now he is heading towards the mansion."

"Hmm" Wu Yingde's eyes widened, his body twitched violently a few times, his teeth were clenched, and the dirty blood slowly overflowed from between his lips. Slowly, the hand drooped, and the pupils lost the last shimmer of brilliance.

"Sir—" The crowd cried and fell on him.

As soon as he fell, these concubines, the end of the road has also come.

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In the room, Kwong Wei looked at a pile of ledgers and letters, his face was furious, and he picked up a few letters casually and looked at them, the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at them, the more he had to stand upside down.

"Bullying the king, capital offense!" He threw away a letter in anger.

"Lose your conscience, kill!" He threw away a ledger in anger.

He sat angrily on the bench behind the desk, first unfolded a piece of rice paper and pressed it with an inkstone, then stretched out his hand, picked out a sheep's hair from the pen holder, pressed the sleeve with his left hand, and dipped the pen in his right hand with ink, his eyes slightly closed, and brewed the content of the recital.

At this time, a servant walked in with a plate, there was a tea set on the plate, Chen Yuan's expression was complicated, he hesitated, his eyes were certain, he took a light breath, stepped forward to take the tea tray, and waved his hand to let the servant withdraw.

Kuang Yu has already brewed and is working hard to write.

Chen Yuan didn't bother him, Kuang Da was full of thoughts, and after a while, he wrote three pages, put the pen away, and then raised the rice paper full of words, first gently blew the ink, and then put it on the table.

Kuang Yu saw the teacup, nodded politely at Chen Yuan to show his gratitude, turned his eyes again, and invited Chen Yuan to take a closer look at the fold: "Retreat, you can successfully win Zhang Huai and his party this time, you are indispensable, you come and see, I am just about to report to the saint, how about you take a look?" He took the teacup from his hand, brought it to his lips and took a sip.

Kuang Yu is full of poetry and books, Wu can kill, and his writing can punish the heart, his writing is awe-inspiring, and the words on the fold are like knives, and every sentence is like a sword, all of which are words such as "treacherous", "killing" and "beheading". Although Chen Yuan was also heartbroken by Zhang Huai, after a few glances, he also felt frightened, and he looked upright.

"The king of Han has been demoted to Le'an, and he still does not want to repent, plotting against him, depending on how the people kill dogs, the sin is unforgivable, and the reason is intolerable. This time, we must ruthlessly participate in the Han King, eliminate harm for the world, retreat, you see, if there is no objection, let's use the seal? Kuang Yu looked at it carefully twice, then nodded with satisfaction, and turned his head to ask Chen Yuan's opinion.

Chen Yuan had never met the King of Han yet, but he was already very disgusted with him, and in order to accumulate his own strength, he instructed his mermaids and flesh people, which almost caused a rebellion among the people of Shizhou, and thousands of people were exposed to the wilderness.

However, he still sighed and said, "My lord, if you present these evidences related to the King of Han to Your Majesty, what do you want Your Majesty to do?" ”

Kuang Yuchen said: "Of course, it is to punish the King of Han and seek justice for the world." ”

Chen Yuan turned around and said leisurely: "After the Jingjing, Your Majesty killed Emperor Hui, for so many years, it has been a heart disease, the sins of the King of Han, all are capital crimes, but how do you let Your Majesty punish him, if he kills his own son, do you think that Your Majesty will reign for one day in the future, and the ministers and the people of the world will be at peace one day?" ”

Kwong Yu was shocked, he never thought of this layer. The emperor has been in power for more than ten years, and he has been governing the country conscientiously, but his mood is uncertain, and he is often punished for small mistakes, cruel and murderous, and suspicious, because of the heart disease of killing Jianwen and robbing his nephew of the throne.

Over the years, King Han has made enough mistakes to die many times, which is why he has been fine. Isn't it because of the doting of the emperor today?

What can Your Majesty do, if Your Majesty doesn't deal with the crimes, the official and the imperial history will definitely be punished and punished. Whether it is a captivity or the killing of the King of Han, His Majesty's suspicion will be heavier, the ministers will be even more trembling, and the people will also suffer.

Kwong picked up the recital just now and fell into deep thought.