Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Zi Nu Yingying stood up and helped the girl up, she was as gentle as a confidant sister, and said with a smile: "Her parents died, and she is alone and helpless, fortunately she has singing and dancing skills by her side."

"It's better to stay in Zilan Villa and take care of the sisters."

The girl beamed with joy and nodded again and again: "Thank you sister Zi Nu, thank you Li Shaoxia."

Zi Nu took the girl away and walked towards the inner courtyard, where the sisters of Zi Lanxuan lived.

At this time, Cai Die came quickly and sent a message: "Master Wei Zhuang."

Wei Zhuang opened the scroll, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhang Liang asked: "What's the matter, brother Wei Zhuang?!"

Li Changqing and Han Fei said in unison: "I guess, the Emerald Tiger must have died."

Wei Zhuang sent the information, Zhang Liang took a closer look and said, "I never imagined that the night would be so ruthless that even my own people would be killed."

"However, the Black Iron Prison is a death row prison in South Korea. If you forcefully break into it, you will definitely be discovered. Killing prisoners without authorization is a violation of Han Law."

Li Changqing explained: "There is no place in Korea that Bai Yifei can't go to. If he makes a move, the Emerald Tiger will definitely die, and no one will notice."

Everyone got up together and walked side by side.

Han Fei said: "Now, the source of wealth in the night has been cut off, and one of the four evil generals in the night has been eliminated."

"Brother Li, brother Wei Zhuang, who do you think is the best choice for Quicksand's next target?"

Wei Zhuang calmly analyzed: "Bai Yifei's strength is not inferior to Xuan Jian's; there are also three thousand white armor elite cavalry, and he has [-] Korean frontier troops in his hands, which is difficult to deal with."

"Ji Wuye's strength is not weak, and there are Night Slayers, Bird Killers, and Palace Guards guarding around, so there is currently no chance of a one-shot kill."

Zhang Liang's eyes narrowed and he said, "Brother Wei Zhuang means... the coir raincoat? The fashionable banshee?"

Li Changqing thought for a while and said: "We need Honglian to help us balance and even defeat the banshee. She is a princess and the most beloved daughter of the King of Han. She is the most suitable to fight the banshee. And she is in the palace, where It is also her home field, and her life is not likely to be in danger."

Han Fei nodded slightly, and said: "This plan is feasible, but if it's just Honglian, it's a bit weak."

Li Changqing pondered and said: "Let Nongyu enter the palace and stay in the princess mansion as Honglian's personal maid. One is for experience, and the other is for them to take care of each other."

Han Fei nodded: "It's possible."

Zhang Liang asked, "Then, what about the coir raincoat?"

Wei Zhuang replied: "This person's whereabouts are surreptitious, his identity is unknown, and he is suspected of being caught in the net. He is an important link in the cooperation between Yemu and the net."

Li Changqing smiled and said, "Actually, it's the easiest to deal with the coir raincoat. Once his whereabouts are leaked, brother Wei Zhuang or I, whoever makes a move, can kill him with one blow."

On the back mountain of Zilan Villa, there is a sun-watching tower.

There are waterfalls and springs in the mountains, the pool water panting under the sun, the maple leaves on the back mountain are like fire, the mountains in the distance are undulating, the breeze is coming, the morning light is rising, and the autumn sun is shining on everyone's faces.

Nongyu appeared here early, dressed in a goose yellow dress, slim and tall, sitting cross-legged, with a seven-string guzheng placed on the desk, and the stringer plucked the strings, playing the sound of nature.

Red Lotus also came. The girl had her little hands behind her back and wore a light blue dress with lace swaying like lotus leaves. The girl Hu Po blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Li Changqing and Han Fei with a smile.

Honglian pointed to the foot of the mountain, thousands of meters away, stretched across the high walls of the city, and said joyfully, "Look, Li Changqing, you can see the whole Xinzheng City from here."

The girl's voice is sweet and waxy.

Li Changqing stepped forward, holding on to the railing.

Li Changqing, Han Fei, Zhang Liang, Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu, Yan Ling Ji, Hong Lian, Nong Yu, all lined up in a row, handsome men and beautiful women, with a heavenly appearance.

Everyone overlooked the capital of Xinzheng, overlooking the scenery of the world.

Li Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, his temples facing the wind, his handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, and his voice was full of confidence: "One day, this Zilan Villa will be able to see the entire Seven Kingdoms."

Han Fei nodded and smiled: "Brother Li's words won my heart."

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In the middle of the night, the autumn moon hangs high

General's Mansion, reception hall.

Ji Wuye let out a long sigh, and closed the wooden box. The cash in the wooden box was almost empty, and he said angrily and helplessly, "Hey, the death of the tiger has reduced Yemu's income by more than half in an instant."

"This is only for a short period of time. In the coming winter and the New Year's Eve... the night needs to take care of all aspects, as well as the training of dead men and birds, to attract the hearts and minds of the court, hey!"

Ji Wuye suddenly felt that the emerald tiger was still very important to Ye Mu.

Ji Wuye clenched his fists and squeezed the bronze wine bottle with his knuckles. The wine bottle creaked, and he snorted coldly: "Damn quicksand, break my arm."

"That's not all..."

The position of the screen window, the moonlight shines through, a slender figure, blood-clothed long clothes, snow-white hair.

Bai Yifei gently swayed the wine bottle with his right hand, the fragrance of the wine overflowed, and said flatly: "The quicksand's victory this time has aroused more desire to move."

"They have been in the darkness shrouded in night for a long time, so they can't wait for the light. Quicksand is the dawn they believe in."

Ji Wuye snorted coldly: "Sooner or later they will know that in Korea, whose words carry the most weight."

"Report!"

A soldier walked in quickly and reported: "Report to the general, the latest information from the palace."

Ji Wuye raised his eyes in surprise: "Oh!?"

The trendy banshee, the eyeliner in the palace at night, any disturbance, any report and information cannot escape her eyes, and the information that needs to be delivered quickly by her is bound to be very important.

Ji Wuye opened it to have a look, and immediately became furious, threw the bamboo slips away, and burst into rage: "Too much deceit!"

"The old fellow Zhang Kaidi has made a move. He has already mastered the crime of dereliction of duty by the official and the personal evidence of seizing other people's property. He has endured it until today, and only then made a memorial to the king."

"The king issued an edict to dismiss Sili and ransack the house according to Han law."

At this time, another soldier quickly entered the hall, seeing the furious Ji Wuye, he swallowed his saliva, and said bravely: "General, general, the fourth son is here."

Hearing this, Ji Wuye stroked his chin and said, "Han Yu?! What is he doing here?"

On the west side of the hall, gauze curtains swayed, and Hou Yihou suddenly disappeared.

In the hall, Ji Wuye was the only one left.

Han Yu walked in alone, facing Ji Wuye.

Ji Wuye said indifferently: "The fourth son came to visit late at night, what is the so-called matter?"

Han Yu glanced at the bronze wine bottle on the ground, the wine was spilled, and said with a smile: "Wine is spilled all over the general's mansion, it seems that this wine does not suit the general's taste."

Ji Wuyeyi pointed out: "The old wine has been stolen for many years, and it is naturally not suitable for the new wine."

His words naturally alluded to the fact that the Emerald Tiger was tricked by quicksand, causing Ye Mo to lose everything.

Han Yu said with a smile, "I have an altar of excellent lotus dew in my house. It was brewed on the day of Honglian's birth, and it was the first gift my elder brother gave her."

"On the day of Honglian's big wedding, this altar of lotus dew will be presented as a congratulatory gift, and it will become her dowry when she marries her husband's family."

Han Yu stepped forward, patted Ji Wuye's left shoulder lightly, and said, "I just don't know, who can drink this fine wine?"

Ji Wuye raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh!?"

Han Yu walked with his hands behind his back and said, "Master Ling, Ji Yihu, is young and heroic, and he looks like a general when he was young. I heard that he made a contribution to the front line not long ago and won a battle."

Han Yu's eyes were slightly fixed, and there was a smile in his eyes. He believed that Ji Wuye and his son would not be able to refuse the bargaining chip he offered.

Although Ji Wuye also has the surname of Ji and is a Korean general, but their lineage is no longer Korean princes and nobles, and their background is not as good as that of ordinary scholar-officials.

It is Ji Wuye's heartache to be unable to join the public family and become a noble family.

Of course Ji Wuye is not stupid, he naturally heard what Han Yu said, smiled and said: "The child is incompetent, but a martial artist."

Han Yu said again: "My ninth younger brother is very resourceful, which makes my son Ji Yihu young and promising; the two of them will join forces in the future, and they will definitely be the strongest blade in Korea."

Ji Wuye's expression froze. Han Fei was young, and Ji Yihu was also young. They were both in their 30s and [-]s. There was still a long time ahead for them.

But if, when Ji Wuye was old and died, Han Fei was still there, and he stood firm in the ruling and opposition parties, with shocking power, and even became a prince or enthroned on the throne, would the Ji clan survive forever?How could his son Ji Yihu be Han Fei's opponent?

An irresistible temptation, a deadly threat in the future.

Ji Wuye already had the answer in his heart, and responded: "Although the ninth son has a little strategy, how can he compare with you, the fourth son."

In the hall, Ji Wuye and Han Yu looked at each other, and they smiled tacitly.

The deal is done.