Chapter 681: Be careful
"Be careful!" Steward Liao immediately shouted.
It's just that before he finished speaking, he saw a cold sword flash in the moonlight.
Although he has been a government soldier, his twenty-year career of begging for a living has caused his body to deteriorate, making Liao Steward weak, barely dodging an inch, only to hear a "poof", the knife was cut from the shoulder, and the Liao steward who stood up stopped abruptly.
"Second uncle!" Liao Ping was coming out of the shop, and when he saw this scene, his eyes instantly turned red: "Kill, kill the thief." β
The government soldiers drew their swords one after another, and the guys were originally mixed up on the road, and they all went to copy the guys, even if the reaction was not slow, but those who had been prepared for a long time shook their right arms together.
Originally, there was something clinging to a cloth cover in his hand, but now with a wave of his arm, the long knife flashed coldly.
The man was even more expressionless, leading people to rush forward at great speed.
"Kill!" several sounds of cloth tearing, accompanied by cold light, each flash, a fountain of blood erupted.
"Ahh
It was just a scream, only to hear a "poof", the long knife stabbed obliquely into his waist, and then retreated steeply, bringing up a spring of blood, Liao Ping's eyes opened wide, the scream was blocked by blood, turned over and fell.
In just one minute, all seven or eight people present fell to the ground, and the strong smell of blood instantly spread, making people feel sick.
It was not that no one heard the movement of the shops in the vicinity, but as if everyone was asleep at once, even the candlelight was quickly extinguished, and only the lanterns fluttered slightly in the wind in the silent night, like clusters of ghost fires.
Only the shopkeeper lasted a little longer, because he immediately realized that something was wrong, and he fled backwards, twisting and rolling, and shouting, "Spare me, it's none of my business." β
The man in charge moved his left hand, and the light flashed, and at the same moment, the shopkeeper let out a muffled snort, and Ben's fleeing body pounced forward.
A hidden weapon penetrated inside, and there were barbs, and it was certain to die.
"Big brother, it's all cleaned up, those shops, you can go in without ......" Someone checked the dead body and found that there was indeed no living mouth, so he went to the head man to report.
The young man with a knife looked into the distance, and at the end of this street was the back door of the Daiwang's Mansion.
"Not necessarily. The young man said coldly: "The person I received was the one who killed the royal palace, and others are meaningless to us. β
"Now the acting palace has not reacted, I Bo Yan does things, and I pay attention to quick solutions. β
"Now we are doing the errand of the palace, which is different from before, there is no need to kill people and kill people, it is even worse to make a big fuss, and it is also a waste of time. β
"I know what you think, there should be a lot of gold and silver in this shop, you search for it, and move all the corpses inside. β
"Even if someone helps us deal with the aftermath, we can't let it be difficult to do it. β
After speaking, the young man wiped the knife and took it back, and walked towards the back door of the Daiwang Mansion.
There were a few fires in the distance, no dogs barked, and soon arrived at the side door of the Daiwang's Mansion, and there was no need to step forward to knock on the door, the door was silently pulled open from the inside, and a low-eyed servant made a gesture towards him, and did not speak, and led the way in front after he came in.
The side gate led to several courtyards, corridors and paths, and they took the remote path, because someone led the way, and successfully avoided a wave of patrolling government soldiers.
There was a row of rooms in front of him, and Bo Yan was led to a door by this person.
Still silently pushed, the wooden door opened, and Bo Yan entered.
The room was dark, but for a swordsman like Bo Yan, it didn't affect at all, he didn't need to light the lamp, he just got used to it for a while, and saw a dress on the table, which was a servant of the Daiwang Mansion, and it was already a mask.
Of course, there can't be a vivid human skin mask in this world, although it may also be human skin, but it only hides the human face, let alone in the daytime, even if you look carefully under the lamp, you will find that something is wrongβpale, dead, not like a living face.
I changed my clothes in the dark, because I had prepared it for a long time, it fit very well, as long as I walked with my head down, it was easy to hide my identity at night, and it would not be a problem to have a surprise attack.
"Wen Xunpeng?" muttered to himself, and then got up and walked out.
In this era, in the palace, all rooms were lit, lanterns were hung in the courtyard and corridors, and servants walked around with things, and there were many feasts throughout the day, creating a lot of garbage, which needed to be cleaned up.
After a while, there were more than half of the servants in the corridors and paths.
"Well, your back hurts, what about you?" said the two servants, one of whom rubbed his neck.
One person replied: "I also have back pain, but I am finally done, I can go back to sleep, I will get up tomorrow, the whole day is good food, let's not get up late." β
"This is natural, I heard that there will be an extra month's monthly money when I go back, because we did a good job today, looking at it this way, the reward alone is enough for you to marry a daughter-in-law, right?"
"Hey, if it weren't for my physical exhaustion, in fact, I would like to boil it again, many ingredients have to be distributed, we will finish eating by the way after we are done, others haven't eaten yet, especially Mr. Cen and Mr. Lu, we have to send good food over, and it is very beneficial to be able to get close to them." β
As he spoke, the two servants walked away.
A man came out from behind the tree next to him, glanced at it, and then moved on.
Bypass a section, you can see a number of Yingshu houses, there are thousands of green bamboo shades, the entrance zigzag verandah, the stones under the steps are spread into a road, this is a few small courtyards, are small two or three houses, planted with plantains.
"This little guy gives you a scholar, and she will take care of your daily affairs. At this time, the steward said, smiled, and pointed to a servant and a servant: "The small courtyard is simple, please forgive me." β
He also introduced Luo Jiang who followed behind: "This is Miss Luo, the sword dance teacher of the mansion, and the guest secretary of the mansion." β
Wen Xunpeng only woke up from his confusion just now at this time, and hurriedly changed his face and smiled: "Where is this? This kind of yard is not good, and there is no place to live." β
This is the truth, the courtyard is no worse than the Qi Wangfu, as for the maid, although the treatment is not as good as when he was the mastermind of the King of Qi, it is much better than when he fell out of favor later, besides, several retainers of the Daiwang Mansion live alone in a small courtyard, and the treatment is almost the same in this regard, Wen Xunpeng is very satisfied with this.
Not to mention, at the banquet, the new acting king was able to tear apart him and the king of Qi for him, and this kind of protection made a warm current flow in his heart.
"Miss Luo. "As for Luo Jiang, it must not be a simple matter to be able to serve as a guest secretary in the palace, and Wen Xunpeng did not dare to slack off, so he made a fool of himself.
Just as he was talking, suddenly a servant came in with a food box, looking like this, as if he had come to bring him food, Wen Xunpeng didn't care.
"Be careful!" Luo Jiang glanced at it, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and was busy drinking.