Happy Little Scholar

Under the moonlight, the figure holding the long sword was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The sword light was flying, like chopping melons and vegetables, and there was not even the sound of the weapons colliding. None of the more than ten men in black could match him.

And the man holding the longbow did not affect his performance at all in the night. He stood in front of the courtyard gate. If someone broke through the swordsman's defense line, he would shoot an arrow at will. When the bow sounded, one of them fell to the ground with his throat covered. After twitching a few times, he was silent.

The strange thing was that those people knew they were no match for him, but they didn't seem to care. They rushed up fearlessly, even if they would only die in vain.

"Death warriors?"

The few people who surrounded them looked at each other for a few times, nodded slightly, and quickly joined the battle.

In just a moment, only one of the more than ten black-clad men was left standing. A man grabbed the leader's neck and asked in a cold voice: "Who sent you here?"

He asked this question, but there was no response for a long time. At this time, a man beside him came over, stretched out his finger to probe the black-clad man's nose, shook his head, and complained: "You guy, you didn't do it lightly. You strangled the man to death. What are you still asking?"

The man let go of his hand, and the black-clad man's body fell straight down.

He squatted down, pinched his mouth, stood up, shook his head and said: "He committed suicide by taking poison. Who is so generous that he actually sent so many dead men at once?"

After years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, they certainly knew the existence of dead men.

The families of those princes and nobles usually have dead men. These people work for their masters. They have been instilled with the idea of ​​loyalty to their masters since childhood. For an order from their masters, they can even disregard life and death. Most of the tasks they carry out are assault or assassination.

Although these people have their own ideas, they only know how to be loyal. Even if they have learned martial arts since childhood, their achievements are extremely limited. However, when there are more people, their fearless momentum will give people a headache.

If there were no two Tianbang masters and the sharpshooter today, the remaining few people would not be able to stop them.

The man with the knife frowned and said, "Call someone to come and clean up this place."

Before the few people had time to take action, footsteps came from the alley, and more than a dozen figures walked over quickly. When they got closer, they saw the corpses lying on the ground. Someone immediately held down the weapon at his waist and shouted, "Who are you?"

Seeing another person appear, the faces of several people finally changed. The man with the knife looked at an old man in gray in the crowd, and couldn't help but tighten the long knife in his hand. He looked at the man next to him, and the other party immediately understood, stepped back two steps, and took out a bamboo tube from his waist.

"Who are you?" The man nodded and asked the figure in front of him.

"Secret Service, put down your weapons immediately!" Seeing that the gate behind was not open, the general of the Secret Service who spoke was relieved a little, turned his head and looked at the person opposite, and said immediately.

"Secret Service?" Hearing these three words, the man with the knife looked obviously relaxed, but still looked at him suspiciously and asked, "The King of Heaven and the Tiger of Earth?"

"One of us."

Hearing this, the people of the Secret Service immediately put down their weapons. The general was about to step forward, but saw the man opposite him holding his long knife forward.

After a moment of hesitation, he said: "Chicken stewed with mushrooms."

"Excuse me!" Hearing this, the man put away his knife and said with a cupped hand.

"It's okay, we should be more vigilant." The general shook his head and pointed at the corpse on the ground and asked, "What's going on?"

"They are all dead men." The man took a glance and said, "Come here at this time, it should be bad for the two girls. Since you are here, the next thing will be left to you to deal with."

"It should be so." The general nodded, waved his hand to the back, and said, "Take all the bodies back."

For the case of the son of the Minister of Rites, His Majesty attaches great importance to it and strictly orders the Secret Service and the Dali Temple to solve the case within a time limit. However, no useful clues were obtained from the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice. There has been no breakthrough in this case. The Secret Service has been paying attention to the movements here, so it can arrive so quickly after discovering the abnormality.

Although it was a step late, there were only corpses left here, but for the Secret Service, it didn't make much difference whether it was a corpse or a living person.

"Thanks to you guys tonight." The general cupped his hands again.

It is conceivable that if there were no such people, if something happened to the two girls, regardless of how Lord Li would explain it, I am afraid that the punishment from His Majesty would not be light.

The man waved his hand and said, "You are polite. Our duty is also to protect the two girls. However, you need to check the identities of these people carefully."

The general smiled and said, "Don't worry, the next thing will be left to us."

Several people pushed far away and watched the shadows swaying under the moonlight, but they did not make too much noise. Soon, all the bodies were taken away by them.

"Here..." The general of the Secret Service pointed to the ground.

A man waved his hand and said, "Leave it to us."

After the people of the Secret Service withdrew, a subtle sound came from the field again.

"We are lucky today. We met each other."

"I don't know how many points I will get this time. If it is enough, I will ask Miss Liu for some advice. I never thought that I would have the opportunity to get the guidance of a master in my lifetime..."

"Hehe, you can only wish for the best. Mr. Lu is very stingy. I think you still need to save up a little more..."

"No way, I killed more than a dozen dead soldiers this time..."

"Bah, shameless guy, you can take all the credit for this..."

…

Not long after, a light came on somewhere in the courtyard. Xiaocui came out with a beautiful sheep pillow in her arms, passed through the moon gate, stood in the yard outside for a while, and murmured, "It's so noisy at night." Why are you so noisy that you can't let anyone sleep..."

After complaining like this, he yawned again. He could hardly keep his eyes open. He turned around and walked back. The only room with the light on quickly went out again.

…

"Ah, what's going on? Did you get flooded last night?"

In the early morning, the sleepy-eyed girl opened the courtyard door, stood on the spotless bluestone that had been washed in front of the door, and said in surprise.

"It's Miss Xiaocui, why did you get up so late today?"

A voice came from the front. Xiao Cui turned her head and looked at the lazy guy sitting in front of the teahouse opposite. She curled her lips and said, "I don't know who killed Qian Dao. He was making noise outside at night..., yes. Here, has this been washed?"

The waiter nodded, rubbed his shoulders and said, "Yes, the shopkeeper said that the outside was unclean and affected the customers' mood for drinking tea. He asked us to get up before dawn and wash the whole alley with water. It was so tiring. Personally..."

Xiaocui did not continue to talk. After thanking him, she turned and walked towards the yard.

She didn't believe what the guy said. He was the laziest in the whole alley. He slept all day long. How could he suddenly become so diligent?

However, after the floor was washed, it did look much more pleasing to the eye...

In the Qinzheng Hall, Emperor Jing held a report just submitted by the Secret Intelligence Service in his hand. He sighed and said, "Is it really Li Xian?"

"I haven't disciplined him in these years. Is it right or wrong?" He murmured. After a while, he crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it aside, and said: "Pass the order, let Dali Temple and the Secretariat know about this case." Spy, don’t investigate anymore.”

"According to the order." Chang De bowed and said.

The King of Shu's family suffered a major blow this time. His Majesty's power in the court was almost completely purged. I fear it has reached a critical limit. If the pressure is too severe, there will be a big backlash.

Emperor Jing thought for a while and asked again: "Is there a vacancy for the position of doctor in the Ministry of Rites?"

Chang De said: "Your Majesty just demoted him to the position of Doctor of the Ministry of Rites the day before yesterday. He has not been appointed before."

Emperor Jing thought for a moment and said: "That's all, Chen Yunshan is a member of the Ministry of Rites, and he is no longer of the same mind as the Chen family. He passes orders to the Ministry of Officials, and Chen Yunshan is appointed as the doctor of the Ministry of Rites..."