Chapter 350

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The expressions of the two changed drastically, and their expressions were so dark and gloomy that the night was about to be a temporary rainy day, and Zhang Zheng's fingers holding the note trembled slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The three words of the General's Mansion on the yellowish note evoked those memories that they buried deep in the bottom of their hearts, those blood-colored memories had long been blurred, and today Zhang Zheng looked at the capital city in the rain and occasionally sighed, which reminded them of some, and then this note made all those memories come back.

The two knew very well that the general on the note was not referring to Xu Shi, the general of the Zhenguo, nor Ximenwang, the general of the Zhenjun, but the general of the year.

Zhang Zheng sighed and said: "I suddenly sighed before, and sure enough, something should happen. ā€

Lord Yu said with a solemn expression: "I'll go to the Prince's Mansion." ā€

Zhang Zheng nodded.

The two parted in the middle of the rainy street, holding umbrellas and walking towards the carriage in their house on the other side of the street.

The officer's boots crackled against the stagnant water in the street.

At first, the rhythm of the sound was very smooth and steady.

Then the footsteps on the rainy street became faster and faster, and more and more urgent.

This proves that their true mood at this time is not as relaxed as it seems.

Lord Yu walked quickly with an umbrella, the expression on his face became more and more cold, more and more solemn, the fear in his heart was replaced by anger, he just wanted to report to His Royal Highness the Prince as soon as possible, and there was really a fish that slipped through the net in that incident back then.

Footsteps suddenly shuffled.

His left foot stepped into a puddle of water, and the crackling sound became much longer and duller.

Because his foot could no longer be lifted, his foot fell into the puddle.

There seemed to be an invisible sharp wire on the ground of Rain Street, which cut the pants on his legs, cut his flesh, and cut his bones, so his feet fell.

Not an invisible sharp thread, but an infinite number of invisible sharp threads.

Yu Shui's knee was disconnected, and then his entire thigh was disconnected.

Then the light armor on his body was cut into countless pieces.

His people were cut into countless pieces of fresh meat.

Like ripe fruit, they fell from the sky and smashed into the rain, making a crackling sound.

Zhang Zheng was holding an oil-paper umbrella and was speeding towards the carriage at the corner of the street in the rain, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was very old, his face was very pale, and he didn't want to die.

Although his oil-paper umbrella was very old, and the whole capital thought he was very incorruptible, in fact he had been greedy for a lot of silver over the years, and he wanted to live and enjoy all that silver brings.

Although it was hard to inspect the city gates every day, he actually enjoyed the timid eyes of his subordinates and the admiration and admiration of the people, and he wanted to continue to enjoy it alive.

He considers himself a part of the capital's scenery and wants to last a long time.

At that moment, he heard a snapping sound behind him.

The crackling sound of the heavy pieces of meat falling into the puddle is different from the crackling sound of the official boots stepping into the puddle, and it is very clear in the sound of falling rain.

Zhang Zheng didn't look back and didn't dare to look back.

His hand holding the oil-paper umbrella trembled, and he looked at the carriage not far away and the steward who bowed respectfully beside the carriage, and his pale face showed a look of despair.

The yellowish note he held tightly in his hand was already wet with rain and sweat.

Suddenly, a bright flame erupted from his hand.

Another flame erupted from his robes.

Another flame erupted from the wrinkles of his aged cheeks.

Countless flames erupted from the deepest part of his body, instantly melting his hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, skin, fat, musculoskeletal, and burning everything.

The long street on a rainy night is dark and wet.

The man under the umbrella is burning.

A moment later, oil-paper umbrellas fell from the sky and landed on the rainy streets.

Zhang Zheng under the umbrella has turned into ashes silently.

The umbrella rolls slowly in a puddle with a slightly charred handle.

In an alley not far away, Xu Chen stood quietly in the rain.

I don't know if it's because the mood swings are too violent, or because the spring rain is a little cold, his face is a little pale, and the expression between his eyebrows and eyes is a little tired.

In the rainy alley, Xu Chen glanced at the soaked black hospital uniform and opened the big black umbrella.

It is not too difficult to kill those two people, but it is difficult to kill each other silently before the imperial court, especially the military, comes to their senses.

Zhang Zheng, who was reduced to ashes under the oil-paper umbrella, died from one of his fire charms.

For the water master, it is to die under the well character.

The well character is Master Lu Yin's most powerful rune, before going to the wasteland, Master Lu Yin passed this rune to Xu Chen, only because the rune is difficult and wonderful, Xu Chen did not really master the meaning of this rune until he broke through the cliff cave some time ago.

With the aura as the guide, Xu Chen's successful well character is more like a simulation, of course, it is not a rune, and the magical power of the well character displayed by the master Lu Yin is far less, but in this spring rain, it is very simple to silently cut a person into pieces of meat.

In the night, Xu Chen left the West City Gate with an umbrella, he went to the imperial city first, found Xu Chongshan, the deputy commander of the guard, and handed over some things.

The maidservant looked at him wet, and her little face showed a look of worry and doubt.

Xu Chen explained a few words in a low voice, then went to the backyard to take a cold shower, and then started eating.

The candle flame shook slightly, Xu Chen sat at the table in front of the bunk, looking at the funeral note left by the maidservant the year before last, and was silent for a long time, thinking of the person who died on the opposite side of the shop.

It was also spring, and it was also in the midst of a spring rain.

Before the man died, he left a list of oiled paper, on which were the people who had participated in the two tragedies back then, and now that Zhang Zheng is dead, Yu Shuizhu is also dead, and all the people on the list are dead.

However, there are still two damned people who did not die, and they did not write those two names on the oil paper list, because he and Xu Chen both knew who those two people were, and they didn't need to remember them, and they wouldn't forget.

Prince Chen Xing and the general of the town army, Ximen Wang.

The maidservant walked up behind him and said, "Will there be trouble?"

Xu Chen said: "Even if it ...... The old general could guess, and he couldn't do anything to me. ā€

The maidservant was a little puzzled and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xu Chen always had to investigate for a long time, and then when he confirmed that the imperial court had not noticed this matter, a thunderclap sounded in a silent place.

Zhang Zheng and Yu Shuizhu were important players in the massacre of the General's Mansion that year, Xu Chen has been investigating for a long time, but his choice to act today still makes people feel a little aggressive.

"Some people in the court have already guessed that I did it. ā€

Xu Chen handed the funeral post on the table to the maidservant, motioned for her to put it away, and said, "If I don't rush to do it today, it may be difficult to have a chance to do it in the future." ā€

The maidservant took the slip and asked, "If you have to go to the General's Mansion tomorrow, I will accompany you." ā€

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "No, I have already sent a message, and someone will accompany me when the time comes." ā€

In the early morning of the second day, before the stalls of hot and sour noodle soup were set up, several officials from the military department had already come to knock on the door.

Xu Chen was already ready, pushed the door out, looked at the official he had seen on the street yesterday, and said, "The general wants to invite me over to talk again?"

The official's expression was much more indifferent than yesterday's, and he said succinctly, "Please." ā€

Yesterday, he was just taken by General Xu Shi in the night, and then he went to kill two people after leaving the house, if he slapped the face of the Chaoyang military, he would be summoned by General Xu Shi again today, Xu Chen would definitely not be surprised, but he didn't expect that the place of today's conversation was not the General's Mansion, but the Chaoyang Military Department.

Several carriages left, drove straight north along the avenue, and after Jianshenfang, there was a large area of very quiet and open forest, and the carriage turned into the forest.

Xu Chen lifted the curtain and looked out, and could vaguely see a large flat meadow behind the dense forest, which looked like the scenery outside the plug, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Chaoyang established the country with martial arts, fought in the south and the north, and the military department governed the four major border armies, the county army and the Yulin army, which was the most authoritative ministry of the empire, and it was the most terrible place in the world in the hearts of foreigners.

This is the first time Xu Chen has come to the military department.

He didn't expect that there was such a meadow flat forest next to the avenue, which seemed simple and simple, but in the capital city, where land prices were becoming more and more expensive, it was actually extremely extravagant.

He didn't expect that the Chaoyang Military Headquarters had no strict atmosphere, no high walls, arrow towers, and quiet offices, but dozens of independent pavilions hidden in the green forest meadows.

The pavilion of the black eaves and tiles is tall or short, seemingly disorderly but staggered and located in the grassy forest, and there is a straight stone paved carriageway between the buildings, which looks elegant and quiet without losing the atmosphere.

Several horse-drawn carriages were speeding along the stone path between the meadows and dense forests, and the officials on the stone road avoided the sound and cast strange glances of doubt.

The carriage stopped in front of the tallest wooden building in the depths of the green forest.

Xu Chen stepped out of the carriage and looked up, only to see that this wooden building has three floors, and there is a pavilion on the top floor, the same black eaves and black tiles, but the style of the eaves beam is different from the rest of the buildings of the military headquarters in the grass forest, the eaves line is slightly curved like a knife, the red beam is straight like an iron gun, and a strong and direct breath seeps out from the pavilion.

Between the third floor of the pavilion, the old man in court clothes was looking out from the railing, looking indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yesterday's conversation was in the General's Mansion, the old man was wearing ordinary household clothes, and that conversation was a private conversation, but today it was in the Chaoyang Military Headquarters, and the old man was wearing court clothes, so this conversation was no longer a private conversation.