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Late at night, the capital was enveloped in darkness and silence.
The watchman¡¯s lazily banging of the wooden clapper was feeble, and accompanied by one or two distant dog barks coming from people¡¯s houses, the sound of the clapper gradually faded away.
This is a calm and ordinary night, just like countless ordinary nights, with no moon, no stars, and a howling cold wind.
The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.
When Jin Yiwei and Dongchang surrounded Ma Mansion to protect Ma Wensheng, in the front yard of another luxurious mansion in the inner city of the capital, Liu Qing, the eunuch guarding Xuan Mansion, knelt on the ground in the yard. The pebbled front yard was so painful that his Both knees were completely numb, but Liu Qing was kneeling motionless, with a scarlet blood stain on his forehead, as if countless rivers were flowing through his face. His face looked like a ghost in the middle of the night, especially fear.
Bang bang bang!
Liu Qing¡¯s consciousness was somewhat blurred and his body was swaying, but his survival instinct was still ordering his body to make begging movements.
After resting for a while, Liu Qing began to kowtow towards the front hall again, kowtowing conscientiously and meticulously, letting blood flow out of the dry wound on his forehead.
"Old Ancestor, I know that I'm wrong. Please spare my life. The matter is not irreversible. As long as the more than twenty assassins kill me, this matter can be suppressed. Please spare my life. , I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you for the rest of my life"
The low, whimpering sound of begging echoed in the courtyard late at night.
There was no movement in the front hall.
Liu Qing's heart dropped, and he felt fear from the bottom of his heart. If the owner of this yard did not move, it meant that he was destined to become an abandoned son, and the fate of the abandoned son was death.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but a figure slowly walked out from under the eaves of the corridor in the front hall. The figure was hidden in the shadow of the eaves, and his features could not be seen clearly.
"The master has spoken. You go back and tidy up. Don't expect the Xuanfu to guard you. You will leave tomorrow morning and be assigned to Fengyang to guard the mausoleum. You can live the rest of your life in peace."
Liu Qing stayed for a moment, then became overjoyed, cried bitterly, and kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
??????????????????????????????????????????????: There are crowds of people in Mafu late at night.
The front courtyard, the inner courtyard, and the walls are full of people. More than twenty assassins are still lurking somewhere in the capital, watching eagerly. The factory guards dare not slack off at all. If something happens to Ma Shangshu under their noses, His Majesty will definitely not Spare them lightly.
Ma Wensheng has been very cooperative in the past few days. After all, although Mr. Ma is seventy-six years old, he will not object if he can live another ten or twenty years. Showing integrity is one thing, cherishing life is another. , the two are not in conflict. The ancients carried coffins out of battle, and carried coffins to give admonitions. However, this was just an attitude to show the world. Carrying coffins does not mean that they will enter the coffin. Facts have proved that, If you carry a coffin into battle or admonish, your chances of returning home alive are very high.
To be honest, if it weren't for the inconvenience of traveling, Shangshu Ma would also like to buy a coffin and travel around the city, and then give a speech in the most popular place in the capital, clearly expressing his determination not to compromise with the thieves. What a great invitation. It¡¯s an opportunity to be straight, but it¡¯s a pity that it¡¯s too dangerous outside. You can just shout ¡°I will die¡±, but don¡¯t take it seriously.
The study room in the inner courtyard was full of oil lamps, and the old servant lit two more candles to make the room more open.
The study is a forbidden area for men. No one is allowed in or out, especially Ma Shangshu. Even if Lianfa's old wife occasionally came in to help him clean up, Ma Wensheng would remain sullen and unhappy for several days.
However, at this moment, Qin Kan and Ma Wensheng were sitting in the study room, staring down at a chessboard in the middle under the dim candlelight. The two looked solemn, racking their brains and meditating on countermeasures.
The family was not allowed to enter or leave the study at will, but Ma Wensheng let an outsider in. It was really strange. The old housekeeper of Ma Mansion stood far outside the study door, standing on tiptoe and looking into the study, with a puzzled look on his face. .
What is even more puzzling is the chess game played by the two. The chessboard is square and the pieces are round, which is exactly the right way to make the sky and the earth round. It looks like Go, but the way the two play
"Three lives in a row, five sons are ready, Ma Shangshu, you lose again." Qin Kan smiled lightly and dropped one son.
Ma Wensheng hurriedly rubbed his cloudy old eyes, and found that the trick had indeed won. His face suddenly turned ugly. He reached out and dug into his sleeves bitterly, losing his temper while digging.
"Hmph! It's just a strange skill. Which sage created this backgammon? It has nothing to do with my Confucian way"
Qin Kan looked at him with a smile and did not refute.
Ma Wensheng took out his sleeves, took out his coat, and took outThe fallen bricks and beams were lifted, and then several figures in black were like evil ghosts emerging from the ground. One, two, three more than twenty people gathered in groups outside the study, staring silently. The school captains were waiting in formation several feet away.
Qin Kan¡¯s heart tightened, here he comes! They finally came and entered Ma Mansion in such an incredible way. If they hadn't guessed it first, they would have almost fallen into their trap.
The foreman of the East Factory rushed from the front yard angrily, cursing: "What's going on? What's going on? Are your Jin Yiwei demolishing the house of Ma Shangshu's family? How brave!"
Qin Kan was overjoyed and was too lazy to worry about the grudges between factory guards for the time being. He grabbed the foreman, pointed at the more than 20 assassins standing silently on the ruins in front, and said, "Look, have you seen them?"
The foreman of the East Factory had no idea what was happening in the inner courtyard. He stared at Qin Kan's fingers and couldn't help but be stunned: "Who are they?"
Qin Kan smiled and said: "Of course they are our target. Don't you see that group of desperate assassins?"
The foreman was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic and immediately drew his sword in his hand: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's stand shoulder to shoulder Hey, what do you mean by retreating?"
Qin Kan quietly took a step back, and thenhe kicked the foreman of the East Factory on the buttocks. The foreman screamed, staggered by a strong kick, and rushed towards the group of assassins with a tragic and heroic force. Zhao Zilong, who rode alone into Changban Slope, was extremely brave.
"You are so despicable" the foreman yelled in grief and anger.
"Thank you for your hard work, please help me try their skills first" Qin Kan shouted to the foreman seriously, with a solemn look on his face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com