The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the autumn sound is loud.

Li Lao Er sighed at the blade, pulled the sleeve of the torn cotton jacket and wiped the mist on the blade in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.

He is a swordsman raised in the Han King's mansion, and he is served by the Han King every day with good food and drink, and the Han King raises him just to let him kill for the Han King at a critical moment.

This time it was a big official who was killed, but Li Lao Er didn't care, for him, the officials were all the same, they were all dead, and in the face of death, all beings were equal.

Even if you are the emperor Lao Tzu, you have to go to see the Buddha if you are stabbed by me Lao Li.

Touching the thick night, Li Lao Er turned over the wall of the political envoy's yamen, he took out the dirty drawings from his sleeve with a cat's waist, and bowed his head slightly.

If you find the right place, you need to find someone.

After finishing this vote, the silver given by the prince of Han was enough for him to find the Oiran girl in Hongxiang Mansion for a month, which was beautiful.

All the way down the path, Li Lao Er sneaked into the room where the political envoy lived, he licked his fingers, poked a hole in the window of the paper lake, and through the silver curtain-like moonlight, Li Lao Er could vaguely see the figure sleeping on the couch.

Although Li Lao Er couldn't see who was lying on the couch because of the darkness of the light, he concluded that this person should be Song Yeji, the political envoy of Shandong.

"Lord Song sleeps so soundly, it's okay, my Lao Li will give you a ride in your sleep, and it will save you from being frightened."

Li Lao Er carefully pushed the window open, without making a trace of movement, rolled into the room, and walked towards the person on the couch with a knife.

Suddenly, Li Lao Er felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a breeze hit, he did not hesitate, subconsciously crawled forward, and a few hairs fell down his scalp.

Li Laoer's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and when he looked up, it turned out that the person on the couch had already stood up, holding a delicate embroidered spring knife, his face was immature and delicate, and his eyes were cold.

Wait, immature?

Damn, isn't that Song Yeji a bad old man, how can he be a young man!

It's over, it's over!

Li Lao Er immediately made a decision, knelt down on his knees and shouted: "A good man spares his life! The King of Han asked me to come, and I am innocent!"

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Wang's temper will definitely not have a back and forth with Song Yeji, but desperately wants to use Song Yeji's head to vent his anger.

And King Qi relied on this to let Shen Qingyu and Song Yeji drop their bags in advance, if King Han was not impulsive, then there would be no loss to King Qi. But if it really squatted, then King Han was really pinched by King Qi.

A list is to seize the power of the Han King in Shandong; And now from Li Laoer's mouth, he is asking for clues, trying to catch the tail of King Han himself.

King Han seems to have been put in danger several times, but in fact, it is not, after all, every time the people under his command are thrown out as sacrifices to prevent disasters, and King Han himself has never had any accidents.

Assassinated the second-rank master, even if the king of Han was the emperor's heir, he was unwilling to face this crime.

Li Lao Er couldn't understand this, but he knew one thing, if he sold King Han now, then he would really die without a place to be buried.

The king of Han had 10,000 ways to kill him.

"You're afraid, afraid that King Han will kill you, right?"

Shen Qingyu saw through Li Laoer's inner thoughts, and gently tapped the book of impermanence in his hand, "If you have seen Jinyiwei, you should know what this thing is in my hand, every Jinyiwei will carry this book with him, people are here, people can die, but they must chase it."

Li Lao Er said in a deep voice, "The little one was fortunate enough to fight with an adult of the Jinyi Guard, so he naturally recognized what it was. This book is called the Book of Impermanence, and the Jinyi Guard will record the names of the guilty people along with the charges in the Book of Impermanence, and the names of those who are so thin will die and have no life. Therefore, the brocade guard is also called the soul charmer, and this book is also called the book of impermanence."

"Since you recognize it, then you should, I am the brocade guard who eats the emperor's grain."

Shen Qingyu smiled and said, "You are afraid of the person behind you, because if you sell it, he will definitely want to kill you. But you should have also heard of Jinyiwei's Zhao Prison, if you enter Zhao Prison, it is difficult to die, do you want to be hunted down by the master behind you, or do you want to suffer a lifetime of nightmarish torture in Zhao Prison?"

Li Lao Er said in his heart: "Lao Tzu doesn't want any of them! What the hell is this choice, one is to die, the other is better to live than to die, I choose a bird!"

However, at this time, it was not a matter of whether she wanted to choose or not, it was Shen Qingyu's aggressive attitude.

Li Lao Er had already given birth to the idea of fighting to the death in his heart, and the hand he hid behind his back had quietly grasped the handle of the knife.

….

Shen Qingyu still had a gentle smile on her face, and looked at Li Lao Er calmly: "If I were you, I should put down the knife at this time and gently put it on the ground."

Behind the screen in the room, two strong men with a tall horse walked out, holding steel knives, and looked at Li Lao Er with unkind faces.

Jin Yiwei had already prepared an ambush in advance, and it was not only Shen Qingyu who was ambushed.

This group of imperial court eagle dogs acts, even if it is the most ordinary brocade-clothed guards, they will be in groups of three or five, not to mention a thousand household officials like Shen Qingyu.

Those who can fight in a group will never fight alone, those who can play yin will never play Ming, and those who can kill people will never talk nonsense, these are the three rules of practice of Jinyiwei.

Although Li Lao Er is a hob, he has the same advantages as the prince of the royal family.

- He, like Zhao Wangye, listens to persuasion.

Li Lao Er immediately put down the knife and kicked it far away: "You may not believe it when you say it, I said that I just want to tickle the back of the knife."

Shen Qingyu casually pinched the charcoal pen and drew in the book of impermanence: "Do you know who the last prime minister in history is? In our Ming Dynasty, it was Hu Weiyong in the Hongwu period, and his fame was great, not because of how great things he had done, but because his grandfather loved him, and how empathetic his grandfather was, knowing that Hu Weiyong was afraid of itching, he specially gave Hu Weiyong an itch to death, smeared honey on him and hung on a tree, let the insects and ants crawl and bite on his body, and finally made Hu Weiyong itch to death, this is the first time in the world. Of course, it's all hearsay, and I don't know if it's true or not, but I can guarantee that if your name is written in this book of life and death, I can guarantee that it will tickle you to death."

The charcoal pen was drawn in the book of life and death, and he refused to put down the pen for a long time, which also made him

Li Laoer's heart tightened, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He knew that at this time, either the king of Han was sold and the name of the king of Han was recorded in the book of life and death, or his own name was recorded in the book of life and death.

Although the Jinyiwei in front of him didn't know his name, when did the Jinyiwei do things and reasoned, he directly tied you into a sack and sent it to the Fusi Yamen of Beizhen in Beijing, and it was a dark torture to be locked in Zhao Prison.

Li Lao Er knew that he had a few catties and a few taels, and he would definitely not be able to withstand the interrogation of Zhao Prison, and when the time came, it would be no different from what he said now, it was nothing more than the torture of beating bones and sucking the marrow in Zhao Prison.

"I confess, it was King Han who asked me to do this!"

Li Laoer's nature of listening to persuasion flares up again, and he directly admits it.

Dead friends don't die in the poor way, under Li Lao Er, please Han Wang Ye to die!

Shen Qingyu got what she wanted, and with a smile she wrote down the name of King Han in the book of impermanence, and asked, "Go on, make it clear, what does King Han let you do, and how do you do it?"

Li Lao Er sold the Han King's hand, and he didn't mind continuing to sell it: "The Han King asked me to kill Song Yeji, the political envoy of Shandong, and he gave me the blueprints of the political envoy and where Song Yeji lived, and I did it all because of the instructions of the Han King, and it has nothing to do with me, Lord Mingjian!"

Shen Qingyu recorded everything Li Lao Er said in the book of impermanence, and after reading it again, he confirmed that there was no mistake, and waved his hand to the Jinyi guard on the side: "The confession is in hand, take this person down as a witness."

….

Seeing that Jin Yiwei was about to detain him, Li Lao Er hurriedly asked, "My lord, do you still have a chance after reading it?"

"The opportunity is earned by yourself, and whether you can survive or not depends on whether you are worthy of cooperation."

Shen Qingyu chuckled, "At the very least, you're very cooperative now, aren't you?"

Li Lao Er understood Shen Qingyu's extraneous voice, breathed a sigh of relief, and honestly followed Jin Yiwei.

After the people left, Shen Qingyu looked behind the screen: "Lord Song, you should listen, you heard everything, right?"

Song Yeji walked out from behind the screen, his face gloomy: "Not a word, Song heard it clearly, what a Han prince, fortunately I gave the box of gold to Prince Qi, otherwise I should have been the soul of this swordsman by now."

He gave King Qi a box of gold to show his willingness to return to King Qi's mansion, and it was precisely because of this box of gold that Shen Qingyu came forward to block the swordsman today.

Song Yeji was fortunate that he defected to King Qi, and he calculated that King Han would retaliate against him, but he never expected the revenge to come so quickly.

This also made Lord Song a little panicked, he escaped a catastrophe and another catastrophe, King Han's revenge will not stop because of Li Laoer's halberd sinking sand, this time Shen Qingyu can block for him, it does not mean that Shen Qingyu can always block for him, these brocade guards will return to Jinling City sooner or later, but Song Ye *** has been staying in Shandong.

The only way to survive is to give up the position of political envoy and flee Shandong, but for this position Song Yeji has been fighting bloodily for 20 years, he is now in his twilight years, and he has no time to go elsewhere to turn around, so it is impossible for him to give up the position of political envoy.

Song Yeji arched his hand and said, "Please also ask Shen Qianhu to convey a thank you to Prince Qi for me, Prince Qi has come to help, and I am grateful."

Shen Qingyu bowed slightly: "Shen will convey it for Lord Song."

He has done everything, and next, it depends on how the Prince Qi of Jinling City plans to put an end to this matter.

……

In Jinling City, Zhu Gaoxian put the secret letter on the flame of the candlestick, the flame ran along the corner of the paper, and the secret letter gradually burned, his eyes stared at the floating black ash, and there was deep darkness flowing in his eyes.

Ah Qi said with emotion: "Human evidence, physical evidence, all in hand, this time, you can be regarded as squeezing the King of Han to death."

"Crush the Han King? No, it's not enough." Zhu Gaoxian shook his head and said, "There is still a perfect curtain call left."

Ah Qi asked curiously, "What are your plans next?"

Zhu Gaoxian said, "King Han

is not the kind of person who is willing to accept his fate, he will not let Shen Qingyu take Li Lao Er back to Beijing, this time I am afraid that there will be a big mess, it doesn't matter, I will take action."

Zhu Gaoxian immediately asked, "Do you remember the assassination we suffered when we were in Jiaozhi?"

Ah Qi had a good memory, and blurted out: "Of course I remember, at that time, you and I, plus Lu Chaoyang, were besieged by hundreds of southwest rebels, and it was a bloody battle. Later, I learned that it was the King of Han who sold us, and he remotely controlled the henchmen of the Southwest Army and gave the information of the pioneer battalion to the rebels, and in exchange, the Southwest Rebels promised to help the King of Han get rid of you."

"You remember it very well, I also remember this incident, I said at that time, I am a very grudgeful person, and sooner or later I will have to make King Han pay for this matter."

Zhu Gaoxian said in a cold voice, "Now, it's time for King Han to pay the price."

King Qi's grudge is already a well-known thing, but what they don't know is how much King Qi can hold grudges.

Kicking the King of Han out of Jinling City was just an appetizer, and Zhu Gaoxian never thought of letting the King of Han go.

Good second brother, good second brother, my brother is here to ask for your dog's life!

When you thought about asking my brother and me to spill my blood, did you ever think that today I would also hold a sword against your chest, and one step forward will make you doomed?

Zhu Gaoxian spilled a fishing net, and his goal was very clear, that is, to firmly put the Han Wangfu into the net.

Now, it's time to close the net!

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