The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

When Li Shixian heard that he came back to make money, she agreed with great joy. After all, she was relatively poor now.

"Shu Ting! Even if you ask me to rob a house, I won't say a word." Li Shixian raised his eyebrows.

"I was short of money at the time, but I didn't want some people to have it too easy."

As Xie Shuting spoke, her eyes changed slightly, with a hint of murderous intent, which startled Li Shixian who was standing beside her.

"Poet Immortal! Tomorrow the Ministry of Punishment will escort Liu Qing and all the evidence back to Bianjing. Judging from their speed, they will be ambushed after passing Yongzhou."

"You want me to rescue them?"

"No!~"

Xie Shuting shook her head and changed the subject, "Don't get involved. Once the killer kills the person, he will definitely leave with the money. Since the money can't be used in Gu County, the one in Beijing can't use it either."

Looking at Xie Shuting's deep eyes, Li Shixian couldn't help but shudder and said, "Shuting! What you are doing is called black eating black in the underworld."

"Stop being so talkative."

Xie Shuting rolled her eyes at Li Shixian, and then reminded him, "Remember not to use the sword when you fight. You have to wait until the other party exchanges the silver bills before you fight. They don't dare to transport 50,000 strings of silver directly to the capital."

"Understood." Li Shixian responded meaningfully.

He flashed and jumped to the top of the wall. He looked back at Xie Shuting and said, "Shuting! Try not to leave the county government office while I'm away."

"I know. You should be careful too." Xie Shuting waved her hand.

As the morning glow dragged its long afterglow, Li Shixian's figure had long disappeared in the county government office. As for where she went, Xie Shuting naturally knew it.

The Ministry of Punishment would definitely not take the official road to escort Liu Qing and his gang of criminals. The only way they could take was the country roads at night. Li Shixian only needed to find a position outside Yongzhou and wait for them.

......

Thousands of miles away in Bian Jing, in a magnificent mansion, a man was looking at the secret letter in his hand, his face already showing a livid look.

This person was none other than Zhao Qian, the second prince of the Song Dynasty and the younger brother of Zhao Pu.

"Bang!~"

Zhao Qian slammed the table so hard that the tea bowl shook and almost broke. The other man in the room knelt on the ground trembling with fear.

The cold sweat on his forehead showed his state of mind at the moment, and he thought it was a dead end.

"Master! Calm down. Maybe there will be a chance for this situation to turn around?" the man said tremblingly.

"Transfer?"

Zhao Qian snorted coldly and chuckled, "Liu Qing was arrested, Wei Peng was exposed, and 50,000 strings of silver were escorted to the capital. Can you tell me if there is any chance of a turnaround?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Don't hurt yourself."

He took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and seemed to have thought of something. He whispered, "Master! I have a plan that may be foolproof."

Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows, glanced at the kneeling man, and said in a cold voice: "Tell me what you think. If it's a good idea, it's fine. If not, you should know that I never keep useless dogs around me."

"Yes, yes, yes!" the man agreed.

"Master! I think we can send a group of experts to pretend to be robbers and ambush Liu Qing on the road he must take. When the Ministry of Punishment passes by, we will kill him and take the treasure. In this way, even if we lose the evidence, we will get the money. Then you can rest assured."

"sit back and relax?"

Zhao Qian sneered, picked up the teacup beside him and smashed it on the man's forehead, scolding him coldly: "You want me to pay for your peace of mind with my life?"

"Master! I...that's not what I meant." The man begged for mercy.

"Before, you told me to send assassins to kill the boss, but none of them came back. Now you say you have a good plan. You are not willing to use up all the assassins I have raised!"

"Master! I really didn't mean that." The man kowtowed and begged for mercy.

At this moment, he had already felt Zhao Qian's murderous intent. After all, his previous planning had killed half of His Highness's death warriors, and these death warriors were all made of real gold and silver.

Not to mention the huge sum of money, it also cost Zhao Qian a lot of effort. But after this group of people left, there was no news. Without thinking too much, this group of people must have died.

"Dongfangliang!"

As soon as Zhao Qian finished speaking, a figure dodged and came into the house in a few blinks of an eye. The man kneeling on the ground turned pale in an instant.

The man was dressed in a blue shirt, with a handsome face and a feather fan in his hand, which he waved gently, showing his elegance.

"I am a humble person, nice to meet your Highness." Dongfang Liang stroked his hand and said.

Zhao Qian looked at the man kneeling down and said coldly, "Send him to his death."

"temple......"

Suddenly! There was a sound of bones breaking in the room. The man stopped talking and his head tilted, and he was dead.

Dongfang Liang wiped his hands on the man, stroked Zhao Qian's hand and said, "Your Highness! Is this the only feasible plan at the moment?"

"I know that, but that's the Ministry of Punishment. If..."

"Your Highness! We can't do this but someone can."

"Oh! Mr. Dongfang, could you please tell me in detail?" Zhao Qian's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

Dongfang Liang shook the folding fan in his hand and said thoughtfully: "Your Highness! There are many people in the martial arts world who pay for their lives. As long as you have some tricks, you can naturally win them over."

Zhao Qian pondered for a moment, and said with a trace of worry in his eyes: "Mr. Dongfang! I wonder how sure you are?"

"This matter should be 100% certain. Your Highness, please wait for good news." Dongfang Liang leaned over and said.

"Okay! I'll trouble you with this matter, sir."

As Zhao Qian spoke, he hurriedly stood up and helped Dongfang Liang up. His attitude of being courteous to the wise and humble was extremely artificial.

On the other side, in the Qinzheng Hall of the Imperial Palace, Emperor Song Zhen looked at the memorial in his hand, his brows unable to hide his worry.

"You just checked this thing and showed it to me?" Emperor Song Zhen shouted angrily and threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.

The guards of the Ministry of Punishment beside him leaned forward and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty! The shopkeepers of the Lian family merchants intend to conceal their whereabouts. I'm afraid it will take some time."

"Time? I have given you five years. In these five years, apart from your public identity as the owner of the Lian family merchant, how much information about the backstage owner have you reported to me?"

"I am guilty, please punish me, sir." The attendant hurriedly leaned forward and apologized.

Emperor Song Zhen rubbed his brows, looked at his attendant with some fatigue and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on all the shopkeepers of the Lian family merchants. No matter how many substitutes they have, I don't believe that we can't find a single person in the territory of the Song Dynasty."

"Yes!" the servants responded repeatedly.

"Remember! If I can't find any useful information this time, I will have to test my swords on a few captains." Emperor Song Zhen waved his hand tiredly.

"I understand. I will pass the message down right away." The attendant hurriedly responded, bowed and saluted, then left the Qinzheng Hall.

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