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- Chapter 250: Your father just died?
The morning court had not ended until almost noon. This was the first time such a situation had occurred since the emperor ascended the throne. The adults were already hungry from early morning, and some of them were worried about Wu Yiyi's affairs, which made them even more anxious and uneasy. The emperor seemed to be in a good mood today. He called the officials from the six ministries one by one to ask about some unimportant matters. It was very trivial, and obviously very casual, without any specific purpose.
When the sun was about to rise to the middle of the south, the emperor suddenly remembered something and said: "Everyone must still be hungry." The adults, who thought they were finally looking forward to the end of the morning court, quickly said that they were not hungry. Who knew that the emperor actually nodded and said that since he was not hungry, he would discuss a few more things.
Now, many people want to slap themselves in the face.
I don¡¯t know why Songbai Tower put up a sign today to close for the day. The door was closed, and even the wooden boards covering the windows had not been removed. The wind lamp that was lit before nightfall yesterday was still on, swaying back and forth with the wind, making it look a little lonely. It is very unlucky to have a light hanging at the door during the day. If the door is open, it will look like a decorated funeral hall. Of course, it would be more like it if this angry wind lantern had a big word "Die" written on it.
The boss of Songbailou is named Du, but not many people know his name. He is the son of an old steward in the family of a big shot in the imperial court. It was actually that big shot who paid for the construction of this place. Boss Du also knows that his boss is just a janitor. The Songbai Building is just a place where adults gather privately, and the small courtyard behind it is not accessible to ordinary guests at all.
At this time, Boss Du was sitting in the lobby of the wooden building in front of him, lost in thought, and his face seemed a little nervous. A few boys gathered together and chatted boredly, glancing at the boss from time to time to guess what happened today.
Boss Du is not qualified to go to the backyard now, because there is a group of people gathered in the backyard who have no eye-catching status but are definitely important.
These people are all the confidants and stewards of the adults¡¯ families.
Now that the adults are still in the court and have not returned, today's affairs were all gathered together by the stewards to discuss. The identities of these people are not very impressive on the surface, and they are just servants after all. But they are very loyal to their masters, so they can access very high-level things. And these people are very smart, so they can gain the trust of adults.
If the information in the hands of these people is put together, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Chang'an City.
Since the adults are not around, they are the ones making the decisions.
Boss Du has been beating a drum in his heart. Although he doesn't know what happened specifically, how could it be a trivial matter for these stewards to gather in the backyard? How could they have put together such a complete package if there wasn't anything outrageous? So Boss Du didn't even dare to go to the backyard, lest he accidentally hear some terrible news and lose his head for no apparent reason.
Just when he was lost in thought, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
Boss Du was so frightened that the abacus in his hand fell to the table with a clatter. He stood up and listened, thinking that the knock on the door was his imagination.
The knock on the door rang again, not loud but very clear.
Boss Du¡¯s expression changed and he winked at a young boy. The young man quickly ran to the door and shouted to the outside through the door panel: "The boss has something to do at home today and will not open the door to welcome guests. Guests, please go back."
The knocking on the door outside stopped, but the boy didn't hear the footsteps leaving. He put his ear to the door panel and listened carefully. When he was concentrating, his body suddenly flew backwards. Not only him, but also a door panel flew out at the same time.
The wooden door was knocked open from the outside. The boy's body flew out and was covered by the door panel. Painful moans came out immediately, mixed with a few swear words. Boss Du quickly walked out from behind the counter and looked out the door with a solemn expression.
There was a middle-aged man standing outside the door, wearing a royal blue brocade suit.
He stood there alone, with his hands behind his back.
This is a man with a slender figure and elegant temperament. His robe is tailored to fit him and is spotless. He looks to be about forty years old, with some wrinkles at the corners of his eyebrows but not very deep. He couldn't say how handsome he was, but he was definitely the type that made women enchanted. The charm that only a truly mature man possesses is thick and steady.
There was a long wooden box poking on the ground beside him, as high as his chest.
"SanSan Jinhou!"
Boss Du¡¯s face suddenly became extremely ugly, he stammered and then subconsciously took several steps back. Although he doesn't know that todayThese things were specifically arranged by the stewards, but he knew that today should be Sanjinhou's death day. Most of the manpower was sent out to chase this man, but this man was standing at the door of Songbai Tower.
"I know there are many people who want to see me, so I came myself."
Sanjin Hou picked up the long wooden box and walked into the Songbai Tower.
"What, you're not welcome?"
he asks.
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Several boys ran over and lifted up the wooden door, which was not damaged but had the door stop broken off, to block the gap. Several people hurriedly stuffed the door panel back, holding on to the door but not daring to put it down. They looked at the middle-aged man in royal blue brocade clothes in horror, as if they were seeing a demon who had just emerged from hell.
San Jinhou has been moving forward slowly, and Boss Du has been retreating.
"Master Hou there are some private matters in the shop today and it is not possible to open the door to welcome guests. If you want to eat and drink, please come back tomorrow, okay? Come tomorrow, I will ask the chef to prepare a table of Jiangnan cuisine for you in person. It is my treat."
San Jinhou smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but you should know that I don't lack money for food and drinks."
Boss Du retreated to the doorway leading to the backyard. He really couldn't retreat any further: "Master Marquis, please don't force others to do anything."
Sanjin Hou's tone of voice was still gentle: "Boss Du, you must be reasonable. Those people in the yard behind your Songbai Building are planning to take my life. Don't you allow me to ask why? If you insist on letting me leave, it will be difficult for others to do so. It¡¯s you, not me.¡±
"Are you willing to get out of the way?"
he asks.
Boss Du shook his head subconsciously: "You can't let it go."
"Okay, bye."
San Jinhou said four words with a smile, and then Boss Du's eyes suddenly fell into a trance. When he looked again, San Jinhou was already standing less than half a meter in front of him. Before he had time to shout, San Jinhou Hou raised his hand and clamped his throat, then lifted him up and stuffed him into the wooden wall of the doorway.
With a bang, half of Boss Du¡¯s body was stuffed into the wall. The lower body was hanging outside the wooden wall, and the two legs were still swinging back and forth. The boys holding the door in the lobby screamed in horror, but they didn't dare to move because of San Jinhou's words.
"Hold the door tightly, if anyone comes in again you will die."
After saying this, Sanjinhou walked into the doorway and walked slowly. From the lobby in front of Songbai Building to the backyard, there is a doorway at the beginning. After coming out, there is a corridor dozens of meters long. After passing the corridor, there is a moon door, and behind it are small courtyards separated one by one.
When San Jinhou entered the corridor, he paused slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful curve.
At the same time as the corner of his mouth curled up, many figures appeared behind the moon door. These people poured in from outside the door and rushed into the corridor brandishing knives. They were like a stream, while Sanjinhou stood there alone like a stubborn rock. Are the rocks blocking the stream, or are they being washed away by the stream?
The answer is, the stone goes upstream.
Holding a long wooden box of loose gold in his left hand, Hou walked forward casually, killing one person at a time. There was no violent dodge on his body, but the knife in the enemy's hand just couldn't touch his body. And he only used one hand from beginning to end, killing one person with each step and taking his life with each step.
The corpses gradually covered the corridor floor, and San Jinhou stepped on the corpses. But he still walked steadily and his face remained calm. It was as if what he was killing casually was not a person, but driving away some flying mosquitoes. A killer just raised his knife and saw a fist in front of him. The fist hit his forehead, and then his hard forehead collapsed.
If he could look like himself before he died, he would be so sick that he would want to vomit. Half of the face was gone, and it became a big pit from the nose up, burying all the forehead and eyes in it. Blood and brains came out bit by bit from the bottom of the pit, and finally flowed all over his face. At this time, the man who killed him had already taken five steps forward.
There are more and more corpses in the corridor, and blood flows downwards along the gaps in the bluestone slabs.
There were more than twenty people crowded inside the Moon Gate, moving back and forth and squeezing to look out. Everyone's face was panicked, and the fear in their eyes spread uncontrollably. If if there was another way out of this backyard, they would have run away long ago. Most of these stewards are ordinary people and have no ability to escape over the high wall.
San Jinhou, who had been killing people along the way, stopped about ten meters away from the Moon Gate. At this time, there were only two people left between him and the stewards inside the Moon Gate. A swordsman holding a long sword in his arms looked at him coldly, and a man sitting on the side with bare handsThe old man with cold eyes on his head.
The two of them seemed to have no mercy for those who had died, and those people were as worthless as ants in their eyes. The blood on the ground had flowed to their feet, and their eyes looked over with disgust. The blood of those people didn't seem worthy of sticking to their boots. The only thing that interested them was Sanjinhou.
"The businessman is a master, and the world of the Sui Dynasty is really interesting."
The young man holding the sword raised his eyebrows with some disdain.
Sanjinhou looked at his clothes and hairstyle, frowned slightly and asked, "Come from the east of the sea?"
The young man wore clothes different from those of the Han people in the Central Plains, and had a pair of wooden clogs on his feet. The clothes look a bit like a mandarin jacket, but they are much longer than a mandarin jacket. A white cloth was tied to his forehead, with a crooked word written on it. His expression was cold and arrogant. Although he was not tall, his chin was slightly raised under his eyelids.
"Someone actually guessed where I came from. The first time we Japanese warriors set foot here, I thought you were all frogs in the well and no one would recognize you. The warriors of the Sunrise Empire are unwilling to leave their homes because they are fighting for their respective masters. Fight. I am different from them. My goal is not to become a glorious warrior beside my family master, but to explore the world outside the empire for my family master and then conquer it.¡±
The young man was surprised at first, and then said this arrogantly.
San Jinhou didn¡¯t seem to listen to what he said. Instead, he pointed to the white cloth wrapped around his forehead and asked seriously: ¡°Did your father just die?¡± - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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