In Dao'an Province, there was nothing to do all night. The next morning, I got up and had breakfast downstairs, and then Ye Junsheng went out first and came to the Huang Mansion. But when he was in Jizhou, he was instructed by Huang Chaozhi to help him bring some things home.

Father Huang happened to be there, and when he saw Ye Junsheng coming, he was overjoyed and enthusiastic-compared to the last time, it was simply a model of "being pretentious and respectful".

asked Ye Junsheng to stay for lunch, and a few eyes went out, and several girls who received the news came out to greet them in fancy clothes. Treat each other with courtesy. One after another, the charming eyes kept falling on Ye Junsheng.

Seeing Ye Daxiu, he was secretly shocked: inexplicably thought, it is estimated that Huang Chaozhi asked him to bring things home, that is, "the drunkard's intention is not to drink", and he wanted to match.

He hurriedly excused himself from "going to hurry" Yunyun, and ran out of the Yellow Mansion as if he was fleeing, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This kind of situation and treatment could not be dreamed of in the previous life, and the world is really different...... Walking down the street, some chaotic thoughts were quickly left behind, and my heart suddenly became alert, and I couldn't help but glance behind me secretly - this glance, I suddenly saw a young man dressed as a servant in the crowd, which looked a little different.

The official swaggered and walked, as if he was patrolling the streets, but his eyes were always subconsciously staring at Ye Junsheng.

Wrong...... Who is Ye Junsheng? Immediately came up with some guesses, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a cold smile: Ever since he learned that Chu Zhizhou had made a move in Gu Xuezheng's mouth, he had already been mentally prepared, knowing that under the turbulent undercurrent, there would be waves.

This momentum is by no means safe and secure if you avoid Jizhou.

Being in the red dust, it is impossible for people to be quiet and inactive. If you live in a humble house and don't ask about the world, or you will encounter less turmoil, you still can't escape the troubles of your family. And as long as you take the fame and enter the market, there will inevitably be all kinds of intertwined forces around you.

Under the collapse of various forces, no one can stay out of the situation.

As the old saying goes: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, how can you retreat?"

If you can't retreat, you can only enter!

Singing with swords, advancing bravely in the torrent, the husband should be like this.

Ye Junsheng's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, he likes to keep a low profile, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to lie down, someone wants to attack him, so come on!

Remain silent for the moment and continue walking. Back at the inn, Ye Junmei had already packed his things, set up the carriage and waited.

Ye Junsheng took the reins, let his sister sit in the carriage, and walked towards the outside of the city.

At this time, the official who followed behind him did not know where to run.

You can't ride a horse in the city, so Ye Junsheng will take the reins. It wasn't until he got out of the city gate that he sat down, waved his whip, whipped it in the air, and drove the horse slowly.

This speed is a bit deliberate, just to wait and see what kind of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods will emerge and show their hideous faces.

At that time, autumn had passed, and it was winter, and there was no rain, and the weather was dry and cold. In such weather, there are very few pedestrians on the official road.

After walking for a while, it was far away from Jizhou City, and the situation on the road was even more deserted, and there was no one for a long time.

Gotta get it!

The sound of horses' hooves galloping from behind.

Here it comes...... Ye Junsheng raised his eyebrows, but he still sat calmly, driving his horse forward without hurrying.

Gotta get it!

The sound of the horse's hooves was somewhat unexpectedly unstoppable, and it overtook the front as fast as the wind. Under the watch, it can be seen that there are two men in soap clothes, who are from the government office, and they are both wearing knives.

Two fast horses, the wind generally overtakes.

Ye Junsheng's eyes flashed, and he touched his chin, but he didn't speak.

Sure enough, about half an hour later, the horse's hoofs roared, and the two horsemen came back from the front and stopped in front of the carriage.

At first, the short and fat man dressed as a head catcher glanced at Ye Junsheng sharply, arched his hand slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I am Zhu Qizhen, the big catcher of Dao'an Mansion, and I am handling an important case today, arresting the murderer, and asking this son to cooperate, we will check your carriage." ”

As he spoke, with a dashing movement, he turned over and dismounted, and strode forward.

The other official dismounted at the same time, and one right hand was naturally rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist - Ye Junsheng recognized him as the official who had followed him in the city.

"What happened?"

Ye Junmei's delicate voice came from inside the carriage.

Ye Junsheng hurriedly said: "It's okay...... Jun Mei, you just sit inside, and it will be fine soon. ”

Hearing this, the girl who wanted to lean out and look at it held back, sat back down, and maintained a silent attitude.

said that Zhu Qizhen, the head catcher, took a step, but after two or three steps, he stood in front of Ye Junsheng, and made a gesture to pick up the curtain. At this moment, he already had a calculation in his heart, he didn't need to use a weapon at all, as long as he had a big hand, he summoned a throat lock, and with a slight pinch, he could crush the throat bone of the Sven Xiucai in front of him, and he would die.

His style of acting has always been crisp and sharp, and he will kill with one blow, since Ye Junsheng is the person designated by Jizhou to kill, there is no need to hesitate at all. Although he is only a scholar, no matter how much he tosses, he can't escape the palm of his hand, but it is always a good thing that the dust settles early.

In other words, on the Yihong Building in Dao'an Mansion, I have made an appointment with Miss Xiaocui, and I have to hurry back to listen to the tune.

Originally, such a blood-stained thing should be done by the follower Xiao Wuzi. I can still avoid a suspicion, but after thinking about it, looking at Mr. Wen's meaning, killing Ye Junsheng is a kind of "casting a name" like an act, and it is always not beautiful to hand it over to others, and it is far better than doing it yourself.

He made a gesture to lift the curtain, but his empty left hand suddenly burst out, and he was about to pinch Ye Junsheng's throat with lightning speed: when his big hand grabbed the white and delicate neck, it must be like grabbing the neck of a chicken and duck, and then twisting it gently, the sound of cracking bones will definitely be crisp and pleasant.

Shout!

Suddenly, a more crisp sound of breaking the air sounded, Zhu Qizhen only felt that his neck was tight, and he was entangled by a circle of horse whips, which were tightly entangled, and a force that was enough to suffocate was constantly pressed, so that he couldn't breathe, and his strength was like water breaking the embankment, and it was lost. The arm that had attacked earlier immediately fell limply.

"What happened?"

A big question mark jumped out of my heart, and I wanted to open my eyes to see what had happened, but the whip around my neck tightened.

Click!

The sound of the laryngeal bone breaking was crisp and pleasant.

"Good thief ......"

In the end, he wanted to shout such a sentence, but unfortunately the laryngeal bone was short, and the head hung lifelessly on his chest, and he could no longer utter any syllables, and even the scream of death was suffocated between his chest and abdomen, turning into nothingness.

The little five sons who followed behind were originally following in the same direction, and a right hand was quite vigilantly resting on the handle of the knife at his waist. It's not that he doesn't have confidence in the Seventh Master, or that he thinks that he will capsize in the gutter or something, but it is completely a professional instinctive reaction.

Although he has not been a servant for a long time, he is clever by nature, learns quickly, and has a very good grasp of various doorways.

So, this trip. Zhu Qizhen chose him and came over to help run errands.

Xiao Wuzi originally thought that the seventh master would order him to do it, if he opened his mouth, he would naturally have no way out, and it would not be a big deal to raise his knife and step forward. In the public gate, like a wolf and a tiger, which hand is clean?

However, Zhu Qizhen chose to kill with his own hands, which made Xiao Wuzi a little disappointed, as if an opportunity to make meritorious contributions was missed.

So, he could only follow behind and sweep the formation, waiting for orders.

At this time, Zhu Qizhen made a move.

In an instant, Xiao Wuzi saw it clearly. Even if the Seventh Master didn't explain the specific plan and arrangement in advance, but as Zhu Qizhen said, what kind of plan and arrangement do you use to kill a show? As long as you start in a deserted road, you can throw the corpse into the mountains and forests afterwards, feed the jackals, tigers and leopards, and clean it, who can detect the clues?

What's more, the Ye family only has two brothers and sisters, they are all dead, and they can't even find a sufferer who reported the case. Even if someone really reported the case, the case still fell into the hands of the Seventh Master in the end, and no one would investigate it no matter what.

Shout!

Xiao Wuzi, who was standing in the back, opened his eyes wide, watching Zhu Qizhen make a move, and then he saw an ordinary horse whip like a poisonous snake taking the first step around Zhu Qizhen's neck.

The other end of this whip was actually in Ye Junsheng's hand.

Ye Junsheng's expression was very calm, almost indifferent, the light of his eyes did not carry the slightest emotion, and the focus was not on Zhu Qizhen, let alone on Xiao Wuzi. Indifferent and empty, enveloping all places and things as far as the eye can see.

Including two public people, of course.

Seeing the whip strangled Zhu Qizhen to death, Xiao Wuzi was inexplicably cold all over his body, and he felt that he was also tightly bound by a whip on his neck, and he had a suffocating feeling: The scholar who should have been killed by the neck turned into a killer in an instant, what are you kidding?

Fear, consternation, absurdity...... Countless thoughts came one after another, crowding the brain like a pulp, slimy, and unable to find a place for clarity.

When his brain was about to explode, he finally found the most appropriate reaction, not to draw his knife and shout angrily, to reprimand the other party for daring to kill the public to catch the head, nor to scream and panic, but to turn around and run away.

Shout!

The sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, and before Xiao Wuzi could react, his neck was entangled in a circle of flexible things, like a circle of sheep - all the majesty, all the confidence, at this moment to hell, only desperately struggling, to shout a word.

It's a pity that like his top boss Seventh Master, that sentence was suffocated in his stomach forever......

(To be continued)