He looked around at all the Jin Yiwei who were kneeling together, and there was no trace of joy or anger on their faces. He said calmly: "Dozens of Jin Yiwei died after seeing Wei Zhongxian commit suicide. Who is so brave? Dare to do this? Playing tricks in front of everyone?" "That's really life-threatening!" Shen Lian, who was kneeling on the ground with his fists clasped, trembled slightly, and then stabilized his body. In the ears of others, these words were just Eunuch Zhao's unintentional sigh. That's all, but for Shen Lian, this is a naked warning! It¡¯s not even a warning, it¡¯s a threat! Han Kuang looked at Zhao Jinzhong seriously, and then said: "Eunuch Zhao, the emperor is a young and talented man with a sharp eye. When you work in front of him, you have to be careful. No one can escape the blame if something goes wrong!" Looking at each other like this, if the light of swords and shadows can be derived from the eyes, I am afraid that all the people in this hall will be minced into pulp! Then the ice on Eunuch Zhao's face melted little by little, and then he clasped his fists and smiled like a spring breeze: "Yes, Mr. Han is right" Lu Jianxing saw the two big men in the DPRK confronting each other, and felt a rush of anger in his mouth. Suffering, since the Wanli Emperor, successive emperors have focused on balancing internal and external forces - or in other words, supporting the power of the eunuchs and provoking discord between the two sides. At that time, Zhang Juzheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, and Feng Bao, the chief eunuch of the palace, combined with each other to use civil servants as pawns and factory guards as domestic slaves. Even the emperor was suppressed to death, so much so that under Zhang Feng After the alliance disintegrated, the emperor ruthlessly suppressed any slight improvement in internal and external cooperation. The two big guys were smiling at this moment, but everyone could see that the relationship between the two was simply incompatible! This is the check and balance of the emperor's mind! When gods fight, mortals suffer. A general like Lu Jianxing may not even be considered a shrimp in their eyes. Just one thought is enough to kill them without a place to die! Although Lu Jianxing wanted to be promoted to Baihu, he almost went crazy thinking about it. But he's not crazy yet, he doesn't want to get involved with these two big guys. The night is quiet. At this time, there was already some chill in the city of Beijing. The dry and cold wind was blowing in the dark city. Two dogs barking occasionally came from the distance. In a study room in Dongchang, a man was smashing things crazily. Wear something! Pens, inks, paper, inkstones, pearls and antiques were all smashed to the ground by this man! This man is thin in stature, but his strength is frightening. The bookshelf made of fine camphor wood is not only strong, but also insect-proof. He was actually kicked to pieces by this man! Half of the candlestick above the desk was hanging out of the desk. It was swaying and almost crumbling. The candlelight on the candlestick was also swinging up and down, making the light in the study flicker. Like a weird tomb! The jumping light shines on this man¡¯s face, which is as ferocious as a ghost! He was panting violently, and all his energy-raising efforts during the day had long been forgotten! "How could it be possible?!" "How could it be possible?!" It was the trustworthy factory supervisor of the East Factory who was sanctimonious during the day, Mr. Zhao Jinzhong Zhao Eunuch! At this time, he was panicked, like a woman who saw cockroaches and mice! He muttered to himself: "Wei Zhongxian is not outside the city. He is not with Wei Ting?!" "Who took him away?!" A sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes! And in this other corner of Beijing, if the land is allocated to future generations, this should be regarded as a civilian area, although it is not so distressed that thatch is used to protect it from the wind and rain. But it can be considered extremely poor. This is Lu Jianxing's home, and he is sitting on the hot earthen bed. The brothers were discussing something in detail. The light of the oil lamp is extremely flickering, but the brothers have become accustomed to it. On the Kang table were piled four bulging money bags. There is also a thick stack of movie tickets! Jin Yichuan and Lu Jianxing stared at the things on the table, almost unable to believe their eyes! ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? They also need to eat and sleep, they also need to get sick and cold, and they also need money! No matter what era you are in, this is the constant theme. People always have to rush for their living areas. Although they are the emperor's own soldiers and hold the power of life and death over ordinary people and even high-ranking officials, they still have to spend money and receive the extremely meager salary every month since Taizu. If they have always been Honestly,But even the mice in the house starved to death. Only those who have lost know how to cherish. Only those who have been hungry know how important a steamed bun is. Shen Lian said in a low voice: "Brother, here are four hundred taels of gold and four thousand taels of silver notes. It is enough for the four of us brothers to become rich men anywhere." Jin Yichuan was the youngest. He couldn't wait to grab a piece of silver. The bag of gold shook, and then he said excitedly: "With this money, Xu Baihu is nothing, and there is hope for the eldest brother to fill the vacancy." Speaking of Baihu, even though Lu Jianxing was already over thirty, he couldn't help but look at his face. He showed excitement. After all, he had been looking forward to it for too long, but he had not lost his mind because of it. He took a deep breath, and then asked in a deep voice: "Second brother, what is going on? "Where did this money come from?" Since Shen Lian had already taken out all the money, he naturally didn't want to hide anything anymore. He leaned over and said in a low voice: "Brother, Wei Zhongxian is not dead. "Took away by the third brother!" "What?" Lu Jianxing and Jin Yichuan exclaimed in unison. Shen Lian's voice was so low that others could not hear it clearly, but it fell on Jin Yichuan and Lu Jianxing's ears. Here, it was like a thunder explosion! Wei Zhongxian is not dead? Was he taken away by Luo Yuan? Fortunately, everyone in the Zhenfu Si Yamen knelt down to vouch for it. Unexpectedly, what they vouched for was a big lie! The reason why Lu Jianxing dared to take the responsibility was because the people who rushed to capture the thieves and capture the king first were his two sworn brothers! Lu Jianxing's face turned red, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a hoarse sentence from his throat: "You and I are sworn brothers, why do you want to harm me like this?" How could Lu Jianxing not see the serious relationship between this and ask Wei Zhongxian? Death, that was a game played by several big guys in the court, and a few of my brothers were involved in it. It was like looking for death! Can these things be involved in several small Jinyiwei? ! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: Thank you to the members of the Death Group for their monthly votes.