(There was a mistake in the role in the last chapter. The prefect of Yingdu should be Mao Mingcai. This is an omission of the dragon. It has been revised. I apologize to everyone. ¡ª¡ªXiaolong)
The wind in Yingdu is destined to have a fishy and sweet taste today.
The door of Xuezhengsi was only closed, with a wooden stick behind it. It was not filled with various things like a city guard. At the same time, behind the gate was not a whole array of spears, but a group of trembling and anxious people. Learn from the officials of the political department.
After Gao Yi's order was issued, more than a dozen soldiers on each side turned over and jumped onto the wall. At the same time, there were soldiers holding crossbows on the wall to guard the interior.
It is true that you can use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken, but the daily training has already imprinted something in his bones.
The soldiers who turned in first did not encounter any obstacles, and there were many people who were studying and political affairs inside, but everyone just retreated and retreated, and the door was opened from the inside so simply.
A group of soldiers outside rushed in directly.
The officials inside may think that this is just Uncle Hirano wanting to come in and question people, because the world in the eyes of most people is actually perceived according to their habits.
They feel that the worst is that a group of people were arrested, tortured, and dragged out to interrogate a group of people. Most of them are still unharmed.
It is the group of people who are being questioned, who will be severely punished, and may be the most unlucky two or three. After all, the law does not blame the public.
However, their world is completely different from Uncle Zheng's.
Especially after experiencing the massacre of 40,000 soldiers of the Qingluan Army sent by Yupan City,
The scene in front of me,
? For Uncle Zheng,
It's really just a small scene.
The swords of the personal guards had been sharpened all night. After rushing into the political department, they were automatically divided into a team of three. The armored soldiers who rushed in first did not rush directly, but started to detour from the two wings and retreated. The scholar directly raised his knife and slashed at these officials and gentlemen.
This kind of posture of slashing with a knife without saying a word really made them very uncomfortable. When blood was splashed on their faces, when they felt the greasy heat and wanted to escape, they were shocked to find that there was also a armor behind them. scholar.
This is not a killing that never escaped the net, because Zheng Fan didn't bring too many personal guards this time, but even if it slipped through the net, it would not leak too much.
Listening to the screams coming from inside,
Mao Mingcai froze there,
At this time, he,
There is a feeling of returning to Yupan City a year ago.
The self at that time,
Also stopped in front of Zheng Fan,
However, Zheng Fan still forcibly issued the military order of the Marquis of Jingnan to kill the prisoners.
Today, it is the same.
He came, and he tried to stop it, but he still failed.
At the beginning, he was the minister of the Ministry of War and the imperial envoy who negotiated with Chu. Now he is the prefect of Yingdu. After Jingnan Hou Shuaizhang entered Fengxin City from Yingdu, he, Mao Mingcai, was the actual speaker of the civil affairs in Yingdu. people.
A Shangshu and a big official in the frontier, at this time in Dayan, the latter is undoubtedly in a higher position than the former. Because of the strength of the Emperor Yan, the six ministries and the cabinet can only be reduced to the mouthpiece of the will of the Emperor Yan.
However,
The young man in front of me,
At that time, he was newly named Uncle Hirano, and now he has just snatched back the princess. The emperor bestowed him with a golden armor, and he was ordered to return to Beijing to receive the award.
Mao Mingcai wasn't the only one who got promoted.
Mao Mingcai slowly closed his eyes, his lips trembling a little, he didn't try to rush in and shout for the guards to stop killing, but said:
"Uncle Zheng, you need to know that a tree is as beautiful as a forest, but the wind will destroy it."
Zheng Fan took a breath,
Seems to be tasting the faint smell of blood that has already permeated,
road:
"Let's wind from east to west, from north to south."
Inside the station,
The blind man who didn't go out with him sat face to face with the wild man king, and there was a chessboard in front of them.
The two sons of black and white,
Playing backgammon.
"It's not enough." Savage King said, "It's not enough just to be a secretary of education and politics."
The blind man nodded.
The Savage King continued:
"Yingdu is a good place. Firstly, what happens here can be spread effectively; secondly, it is not sensitive enough."
&n??If you want to kill your father, you must find the Juggernaut through Zhang Pinghang.
Who would have imagined that this senior judge who continued his small official position after changing dynasties had actually participated in regicide.
The Juggernaut took another sip of tea,
road:
"What are you doing?"
Zhang Pinghang said respectfully: "I have two nephews who are officials in the Department of Education and Administration."
"oh."
The Juggernaut responded,
Immediately,
Juggernaut seems to feel that his response is a little too cold, after all, he and himself are old friends;
Therefore, Juggernaut intends to reply with a few more words:
"Just pretend you don't have these two relatives."
"" Zhang Pinghang.
He hesitated for a moment,
Zhang Pinghang opened his mouth and said;
"My lord, I think Uncle Hirano did not do well in this matter."
The Juggernaut nodded.
"Your Excellency thinks so too?"
The Juggernaut nodded again.
"Then can my lord"
The Juggernaut continued to nod his head and said:
"You can't beat me."
"" Zhang Pinghang.
Even if you have thousands of reasons,
You can't beat me,
It can completely block you.
Zhang Pinghang sighed,
turn around,
Signaled his son to leave with himself.
Man, he's not going to save him.
Even if, in the eyes of Daxia Chen above, he is a swordsman with better swordsmanship than himself.
But in this world, among those who use swords, how many people dare to draw their swords to the Juggernaut without "asking for advice"?
However,
? When Zhang Pinghang and his son turned around to leave,
The Juggernaut said:
"Slow down."
Zhang Pinghang stopped.
"In the past, when you helped Situ Lei as a lobbyist and borrowed your sword from me, you promised me that you would show me a better Jin. You broke your promise."
Da Jin right now, okay?
not good,
really not good,
And yes, very bad.
Zhang Pinghang took a deep breath, bowed down facing the sword master,
road:
"May my lord, punish me."
Immediately,
Zhang Pinghang took down the sword in his hand, as if he didn't intend to resist anymore, and his son Zhang Yiqing, who was beside him, looked extremely anxious.