There is a horse-drawn carriage speeding on the avenue of Meichuan Castle, and two guards with sword-mounted horses are guarding the carriage in front and behind. Pedestrians on all sides of the street made way for horse-drawn carriages.

Someone lowered his head and whispered to his companion, "Which adult in the city is this?"

The companion beside him glanced at the speeding carriage and said, "Look at the style of this carriage, it seems to be the little prince of the City Lord's Mansion." ”

The man asked, "But the little boy who is most favored by the city lord?"

Another person on the side interjected and said, "Apart from him, who else dares to be so arrogant in the city?

"Who knows? Hey, have you heard? I heard that the Haihe Gang and the City Lord's Mansion have been in trouble in recent days!"

"Hey, it's not been a day or two since the Haihe Gang and the City Lord's Mansion were at odds!"

"Also, you said that if the two sides really reach a situation of non-stop, will we stand on the side of the Haihe Gang, or on the side of the City Lord's Mansion?"

The man who interjected glanced at the speaker with disdain, and said, "What are we ordinary people talking about, do you think which side you stand on will have any effect on them?"

"Hey, brother, you can't say that! Since we were born in Mingchuan Castle, we are part of Mingchuan Castle. It is important to know that the rise or fall of a country is the responsibility of every man! Moreover, this is related to our vital interests. ”

The person who interjected was a little surprised, "Brother Tai, it turned out to be a person who reads, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

The man waved his hand, speaking very modestly but couldn't hide the smugness in it, "Hey, brother, it's a prize." The three words that can be worthy of a scholar are just a few thin sheets of paper, and the words that come out make my brother Taijian smile. ”

"Modest, modest. It is rare to meet Brother Tai, this world is so big, and meeting is fate. You and I are so close to each other, why don't you go for a drink today?"

"Very good, very good!"

"Why don't you choose Hongxing Building?"

"Very good, very good!"

The two walked away shoulder to shoulder, leaving the other man in the wind, his hair disheveled, and this man dusted off his shirt and spat without a trace.

"Bah, insulting Sven!"

The groom in the carriage whistled, and as soon as he pulled the reins, the tall and sturdy horse leaned up, without any fat under his belly, and his front hooves kicked vigorously a few times, and then landed steadily.

The people in the car were bumpy, frowned and said, "But you've arrived at the house?"

One of the guards on either side turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee and said, "Little boy, it's here." ”

"Well, help me down. ”

Hearing this, the groom half-lifted the curtain and held the little boy's hand, and the guards under the car leaned over to use the little boy as a sedan chair. The little boy stepped on the guard's broad back and jumped to the ground.

The little boy stretched his waist, glanced at the sun in the sky, and said, "Well, it's a good day today." ”

Stretching his body, the little boy came to the horse, patted the horse's head with a white jade hand, and said, "Ah Fu, take care of my horse, if something goes wrong, I will ask you!"

The groom, known as Ah Fu, leaned over and clenched his fists and said, "Yes, master." ”

The little boy's hands are so good-looking, he deserves to be the delicate son of the City Lord's Mansion. After the little boy withdrew his hand, he entered the city lord's mansion.

The four guards handed over the horses to Ah Fu and quickly followed.

The city lord's mansion occupies a wide area, and there is a large courtyard at the entrance, and there are several maids in the courtyard, some of whom plant excess branches and leaves in the atrium of the cutting courtyard, and some carry a large book and put them on the stone table.

The little boy looked at the maid who was carrying the books and asked, "Xiaocui, what are you doing?"

The maid put down the work at hand and saluted dignifiedly: "Little boy, the master said that the weather is very good today, and he ordered us to dry the books in the study." So as not to be damp by yesterday's rain. ”

The little boy nodded twice and asked, "By the way, where is my father?"

"Returning to the son, the master is in the backyard!"

The little boy nodded, waved his hand, left the guards behind him, and walked straight to the backyard.

Passing through the moon gate, I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the pavilion leisurely closing his eyes and drinking tea.

"Daddy......"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked at the little boy, and smiled with relief, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"Dad, I've heard people outside say that we've had a lot of trouble with the Haihe Gang these days, I wonder if there's such a thing?"

The middle-aged man put down the tea cup in his hand, "Who did you listen to?"

"It's all about it out there!"

The middle-aged man groaned slightly and said, "This matter has little to do with you, you don't have to worry." ”

The little boy strode across from the middle-aged man and said, "Dad, you are the lord of Mingchuan City, and the child is your son. ”

"You just have to cultivate well, just play. Your father will take care of these things. ”

The little boy looked at the middle-aged man with some annoyance, this sentence seemed to him to be a bit of a child, "Dad, I am no longer a child, and I also want to share some affairs for you!"

The middle-aged man laughed, "The child has grown up, but in the eyes of my father, you will always be a child." Okay, go play, don't worry about these things in your heart!"

The little boy was helpless, snorted dissatisfiedly, and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man looked at the back of the little boy, his eyes were loving, and then his face suddenly changed, and his expression was full of murderous intent.

The little boy walked up to a subordinate and hurried over with his head down.

"Stop!"

The subordinate stopped, turned around and leaned over, "Little boy." ”

The little boy walked in front of the subordinate with his hands behind his back, and looked at the subordinate condescendingly, "But go find my father." ”

The lower body is lower, "Yes, little boy." ”

"But what's the news?"

The subordinate hesitated, he didn't dare to say, but he had to say: "This ......"

"Hmm~, what's the matter, I'm not qualified enough?"

The subordinate knelt on the ground on his knees and said pleadingly: "Please spare the little man!"

The little boy pointed at his subordinates and kicked them angrily, "You ......"

The subordinate body fell to the side very cooperatively.

"An'er ......"

The middle-aged man's voice came, and the little boy gritted his teeth and said a dog slave, clenched his fists and shook his sleeves away.

Seeing this, the subordinate quickly got up, walked to the pavilion, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, it's all arranged." ”

The middle-aged man got up and looked into the distance, his hands behind him rubbed slightly, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.

......

The cul-de-sac where Chen Wenshan left emitted a strong smell of blood, which pierced his nose and made people sick.

The patrol soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion surrounded the place layer by layer, and no one was allowed to approach.

A slightly chubby man dressed in brocade covers his nose with a handkerchief. There were several corpses lying on the ground, horizontal and vertical, like tattered objects that had been abandoned at will, and the scene was really elegant.

A man who was inspecting the corpse stepped forward and said, "My lord, all of them are fatal with one knife. ”

"Haven't there been any other wounds?"

The servant glanced back at the corpse and said, "One of them had been stabbed in the abdomen, but the wound was shallow enough to be fatal. ”

"There were some traces of a fight at the scene, but there were no traces left by the cultivators, and these people should have been killed by someone who was good at using knives. Look at the wound is a large tear......"

"Most likely...... It is killed by a knife similar to a knife or a pig-killing knife. ”

The man in brocade stepped forward and squatted down again, carefully looked at a few corpses, his face was very ugly, and he covered his mouth and whispered, "Who could it be?"

A patrol soldier suddenly ran in and hurriedly reported: "My lord, the people from the Haihe Gang are here......

The man in the brocade suit got up, wrinkled his brows and said, "Haihe gang ?......"