I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

The soldiers panicked and said, "Just now there was a group of people who claimed to be under the imperial court and Duke Zhengyang's command. They called the door to let them go. The subordinates noticed something was wrong, and the lord gave him another order, so they immediately reported it."

Meng Ansheng was still drowsy at first, but after hearing this, he immediately woke up with a start, and a cold sweat poured out from behind him.

"Which direction?" Meng Ansheng asked nervously.

The soldier was a little confused, so he glanced at the head of the Meng family in surprise, and replied honestly: "It's from the west of the city."

City West!

Finished!

Meng Ansheng's heart skipped a beat.

The workshop for making counterfeit banknotes is in the west of the city!

Why did that group of people come from the west of the city so late at night? Could it be that they have already checked there?But why...they have been careful these few days and haven't delivered any supplies.

No contact with anyone over there.

How can I find out?
"Have they entered the city?" Meng Ansheng narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became dangerous.

The soldier shook his head: "Not yet, General Fang stopped them outside the city."

Meng Ansheng breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded: "I see, it's rare for you to have this kind of heart, and you will go later..."

He wasn't finished yet.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, several rapid gunshots, and then suddenly stopped, accompanied by several screams.

Meng Ansheng shivered.

No one dares to be violent at their door, but now there is an exception. The group of people in He Ri has no such taboo. Although that person is only a county lieutenant, despite his status, he is not afraid of being an ordinary county son or a county man. Will be put in his eyes.

What's more, he is a mere Meng family.

"Didn't you say that you have been stopped outside the city?" Meng Ansheng looked at the soldiers fiercely.

The soldiers were at a loss and turned around in a daze: "It is true that they are blocked outside the city... General Fang has no intention of letting those people enter the city."

Meng Ansheng gritted his teeth, and did not continue to insult.

That's right...How could a small city like Jianning be able to stop the group of people under Lord Zhengyang's subordinates.

He quickly stood up, and said to the people beside him: "Go, let the people in the next few rooms wake up, prepare their weapons, and kill the intruders."

The boy backed away in a panic.

Meng Ansheng ran into the house and took out a gun from the drawer—but after thinking about it, he put the gun back in and picked up a knife.

He had used a gun for less than a year. Guns were good things, but bullets were hard to come by.

Even him, he can only use more than 20 rounds of ammunition every week. How could his marksmanship be better than that of Fengchao's group... It is said that they use bullets as running water.

As for the knife, he started learning it at the age of three and has been using it for more than 30 years.

At this critical moment of life and death, even though a gun is far more powerful than a knife, he still chooses to trust the knife in his hand.

He just picked up the knife.

A light laugh came from the door: "Is this the room where the head of the Meng family lives?"

Meng Ansheng turned his head abruptly.

He Ri came in from the door, and the young man behind him carried a junior from the Meng family, and after entering the room, he casually threw it beside the table.

"You are the head of the Meng family, Meng Ping?" He Ri turned his head and looked at Meng Ansheng playfully.Ping is Meng Ansheng's name, calling people by their names is no less than cursing.

Meng Ansheng took a deep breath, drew his knife out of its sheath, and dropped the scabbard casually: "What day are you?"

"The Meng family is so brave, how dare they print counterfeit money so arrogantly." He Ri pulled a chair and sat down, looking very relaxed.

Meng Ansheng was still holding the knife, very nervous: "You are also very bold, dare to break into my Meng's house."

He Ri tilted his head: "Do you think... those people under your command can eat us?"

Meng Ansheng took a deep breath: "I have to admit that you are trained by Mr. Zhengyang, and you are indeed elites who are one against ten, but the Meng family is not something that you can easily squeeze."

"You guys made the biggest mistake."

"My Meng family..."

He wasn't finished yet.

The knight-errant behind He Ri interrupted his words with a blank face, and said: "There are 27 retainers, thugs or private soldiers are better, there are 310 and eight people in total."

Meng Ansheng widened his eyes, looked at You Xia'er in astonishment, and murmured: "How is it possible..."

There was a chill in his heart.

What happened to this group of rangers? In just a few days, not only did they find out where they printed counterfeit money, but they even found out their family background?

He Ri sneered: "300 people, such a big ambition."

300 people are not many.

But in this small city of Jianning, there is an extremely huge force. Even the garrison in this city does not have a number of three hundred.

There were shouts of killing in the house, gunshots, and occasionally the roar of grenades.

If fighting on a plain, these ten men would not be able to defeat these three hundred dead men with swords, but this is not a plain, but an alleyway, a narrow terrain with bunkers.

For firearms, this is considered an advantageous terrain.

Gunshots rang outside the door for more than half an hour, and the room was silent for more than half an hour.

Not long after, a ranger came in and spat at Meng Ansheng: "Brother He, everyone outside has been dealt with, I have to say, this Meng family is really capable, and none of them are afraid of death. "

The dead are the most feared team.

But under the firepower, even if there is a heart that is not afraid of death, it will not help.

He Ri smiled at Meng Ansheng: "Look, this is not a mistake."

Meng Ansheng remained silent, still holding the knife.

"Put down your weapons." He Ri turned cold and waved his hands, "At least you can live for a while longer, maybe a month, maybe you can wait until after autumn."

Meng Ansheng was silent, and the candles were flickering in the dark night.

After five days.

Two letters were sent to Chang'an City, one was sent to the court, and the other was sent to Yin Xuan.

Wu Jue found it with the letter.

"Dalang, everything is settled, that is..." Wu Jue frowned.

Yin Xuan took the letter, but didn't read it immediately: "What's wrong?"

"They seem to have gone too far." Wu Jue sighed, "Didn't report to the post station."

Yin Xuan nodded, but didn't take it seriously.

It's just that he didn't report for duty, and he was able to solve the case smoothly. This little willfulness is within the allowable range.

"Then……"

Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows, what's next?

Wu Jue went on to say: "They hijacked the defenders of Jianning City, snatched the tiger talisman, broke into the mansion of a county in the dark, killed more than 300 people, and arrested the county."

This……

It wouldn't make Yin Xuan feel terrified, but he was still very surprised.

As Wu Jue said, these things are indeed a little too much.

But... I don't know why, these things actually gave him a sense of déjà vu.