Knowing that it was impossible for the people on the street to hear, the people on the other end of the screen timidly lowered their voices.

"That's Ge Jin from the Nanyang Eldest Princess's Mansion, who specializes in cutting heads, do you see the saber on his waist? I don't know how many heads of ministers have been cut off! ”

The scorching afternoon sun shone on Xie Xingzhi's face, making him a little dizzy.

Ge Jin pulled out his saber and walked towards the young man's corpse, the light reflected from the blade seemed to carry a terrifying attack power, and no one dared to approach.

Xie Xingzhi casually pulled off the white jade jue on his waist, and the white and flawless jade jue shone with a warm luster between his fingers.

Ge Jin waved the butcher knife expressionlessly, and suddenly heard two crisp crashing sounds, and the long knife was thrown into the air without hand, and it was about to fall from the top of his head.

He tightened his brow and hurriedly retreated, but after all, he was still half a step too late, and the tip of the knife fell, piercing deep into his instep.

The streets of the city, which should have been bustling, were silent, and eerily quiet.

Everyone quietly looked left and right, and a deep fear rose in their hearts, but they couldn't help but secretly clapped their hands for the person who did it.

But seeing that Ge Jin didn't blink, he pulled out the long knife from the instep of his foot, looked left and right, and then he picked up a white jade jue from the ground, but unfortunately a gap had been knocked out of the valuable jade jue.

But he still didn't stop, his eyes were like a sharp falcon, and he searched the ground quickly.

He had only heard two sounds, and they had been thrown from different directions.

Soon, Ge Jin found another piece of broken porcelain on the ground.

He clenched these two things tightly, and said in a cold tone: "Sou, don't let one go." ”

The surrounding pedestrians were terrified, for fear of being implicated and killed.

Just when everyone was holding their breath and wanted to disappear on the spot, a lazy and mellow voice slowly came from the door of Yifang Restaurant, as if they were drunk.

"There's no need to search for it, Yujue seems to have been lost by us."

At the same time, it was at the mouth of an alley next to the downtown area.

Xiao Qingyan hid behind the corner, with a few pieces of broken porcelain scattered under his feet, and a young man in blue stood beside him.

The boy was carrying a few pieces of pastry with a silk handkerchief, eating them with relish.

Hearing the sudden sound outside, Xiao Qingyan's eyes trembled suddenly, and she cautiously leaned out to look.

In front of the restaurant, the son of the family fell in a green shirt, and the sunlight penetrated the hem of his clothes, elegant and dusty, like a fairy in a painting.

How is he?!

Xiao Qingyan frowned.

Several scholars who were originally at the door of the restaurant saw Xie Xingzhi come out, and almost unanimously exclaimed.

"Jinzhi?!"

The subordinates around Ge Jin were about to step forward to arrest people, when they heard the exclamations of the scholars, and then looked intently, they all stopped.

"Master Ge, it's Xie Xingzhi of the Xie family." One of them whispered, "Are people still arrested?" ”

Xie Xingzhi's second uncle Xie Chong is the Marquis of Wuting in the current dynasty and belongs to the faction of the Empress Dowager Yang, and the third uncle Xie Zhao is the general of Zhenxi, although he is neutral on the surface, he is actually a bargaining chip used by the Empress Dowager Yang to balance Xie Chong.

These two parties are very important to Empress Dowager Yang, no matter whether the Xie family is fighting endlessly, Xie Xingzhi, as the most outstanding son of the Xie family, is not ordinary and easy to move.

Otherwise, Xie Xingzhi has been uninhibited in Beijing in the past few years, and there are many ridicules of the current dynasty in his words and articles, how can Empress Dowager Yang allow him to live until now?

Ge Jin clenched Yu Jue, his knuckles rattled, and a crazy bloodthirsty light flowed from the eye that was not covered by his forehead hair.

He unloaded his fingers and came to Xie Xingzhi with a long knife dripping blood.

The crowd held their breath.

The soldiers beside Xie Xingzhi clenched their teeth and turned pale, but they still stood in front of Xie Xingzhi.

"You've already killed someone, do you want to kill again?"

"Is there still a king's decree at the feet of the Son of Heaven?"

Xie Xingzhi squeezed out from behind them, and at this time, Ge Jin spread his palms.

"Since it is Xie Qilang's thing, the thing will return to its original owner." Ge Jin Road.

Xie Xingzhi was drunk, looked at the jade jue and broken porcelain in Ge Jin's hand, and picked up both things.

Ge Jin's eyes were indifferent: "The other one doesn't seem to be yours." ”

Xie Xingzhi smiled and played with the broken porcelain piece against the sun: "Oh? But I look at this thing very familiarly. ”

Ge Jin looked at the Yifang Restaurant behind him: "That villain had to go into the restaurant to confirm." ”

As for whether the shopkeeper of the restaurant was arrested and interrogated, or the other guests were tortured, it is difficult to say.

This is clearly a threat.

Xie Xingzhi didn't hear it, and still looked at the patterns on the porcelain tiles, as if he was appreciating.

It's a pity that this porcelain is of the highest quality at a glance, and although the Yifang Restaurant is rich, it has not yet had such a handiwork.

He squinted at Ge Jin, and was about to say something when a familiar voice came from not far away.

"That's mine!"

Xie Xingzhi looked sideways and saw the figure walking out from behind the crowd, his clothes were better than snow, his temperament was cold, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and even the drunkenness in his eyes was a little lighter.

He thought that maybe it was an angry literati who did it, or a ranger who saw an injustice, but he really didn't think of it......

turned out to be the ninth son of the Xiao family again.

Xiao Qingyan came to the door of the restaurant alone, glanced at Ge Jin coldly, and looked at the broken porcelain piece in his hand.

"I threw this thing, as the retainer of the eldest princess of Nanyang, you killed well-educated people in the street, ruined the dignity of the royal family, and let Your Majesty have the face to face his people? The dead are great, and after killing, they have to make people's heads in different places, so it is not an exaggeration to kill you if you are so morally corrupt and exterminate! ”

Obviously, his tone was cold and there was no wave, but he attacked and criticized his heart.

Everyone looked at her like madmen, and it wasn't long before such shocked and frightened eyes fell on the young man.

Many years ago, many, many people, literati, scholars, important ministers of the court, and even ordinary people, were so impassioned and indignant, publicly criticized the current situation, and scolded the cruelty of those in power.

But those people have all disappeared from this world.

Over time, people have learned to pretend to be deaf and dumb, or to live in seclusion, talk about metaphysics, or get drunk and dream of death.

Occasionally, there are one or two "madmen" who rush out, and they are really depressed to the extreme, and they are in pain.

But what about this young man in white? His eyes were firm and clear, and he looked completely different from the world-weary young man who had come before.

Isn't he afraid of death?

The same question, Zhou Shu, who was huddled behind the crowd, also had it, he was just passing by, but he was so frightened that he almost went out of his body and passed out on the spot.

Is it because the young master wants to marry the lord of Changle, so he doesn't want to live?

Death, of course Xiao Qingyan is afraid!