The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

On the way, Yuan Shijiao thought about it and decided to change his tactics.

Since this account has been known by Ouyang and handed over to Di Renjie, the most important task is not to kidnap the woman, but to destroy the evidence.

He thought for a while, and using the agreed code, he sent a signal to the old man in the mountain, asking him to personally execute the order to destroy this evidence.

At this time, the old man in the mountain was also deeply shocked.

"What? You were on a mission and encountered an ambush? Three died? Then Ouyang Qianzhi didn't encounter it at all?"

Hassan's deep eyes stared at Sai Yiwu, very sullen.

This is really a major blow to his reputation as an old man in the mountains.

You know, the reason why Hassan was able to charge 10 gold at a time in the Central Plains Daming, and still make so many dignitaries flock to him, is it not because of his first-class service quality?

As long as the target he is targeting, no one can escape!

No one is exception!

But now, he sent more than a dozen of the most elite assassins to attack a weak woman at the same time, but the other party killed three of them without touching Ouyang Qianzhi. joke?

This is no joke.

As an assassin organization, the old man in the mountain has always been proud of his assassination skills, which is also the source of confidence for his single business income of 10 gold.

"It seems that Yan Song, who knows about Ouyang's assassination, has long been prepared, so don't underestimate it."

Hassan pondered, and above the hooked nose, the sharp eyes like a falcon shot out sharp lights.

"I can only do it myself."

"Hassan, it's because of my subordinate's incompetence!" Sai Yi hurriedly said, "I am willing to carry out another mission, and I must capture that woman alive. If I fail again, please take a leap of faith and let Allah test my piety! "

This is the rule of the Assassins.

That is, once there is a mistake in doing things and there is an assassin who misses, he must follow the leader's request to challenge the leap of faith.Usually it is more than 30 meters. If you can survive, you can prove that your heart is pious and you can continue to get another chance.If you jump down and hit the street, it proves that your heart is not pious enough, and you can report to Allah.

".々No need." Hassan snorted coldly: "The reputation of the old man in the mountain cannot be damaged easily. I want to do it myself, and I must hit it with one blow!"

He flew up.

Soon, he got the password.

"Huh? That guy from Yuan Shijiao wants me to destroy the evidence?" Hassan saw the code, sneered, and didn't take it seriously!

Because, he only wants to control Yan Song, not work for Yuan Shijiao!

Kidnapping Ouyang Qianzhi was still his first goal.

"However, my first task is to sneak into the Yan Mansion. Play it by ear." Hassan's eyes were sharp: "If you can destroy the (Nuo Hao) evidence, then do it for Yuan Shijiao."

He left and went to Yan Mansion.

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On the other side, Yuan Shijiao came to the Prince's Mansion.

The prince is worrying about Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng.

The three of them sat opposite each other and sighed.

"Prince, this is the account for this year." Zhang Juzheng said with a sad face: "As you can see, the current finances of my princeling party are very tight. It can be called poor and destitute. Even the normal welcome and send-off In the past, it was difficult to raise money.”

He smiled wryly: "Last month, the house of the teacher (Xu Jie) was ransacked by strict thieves. I needed to spend 1 taels of silver to buy three coffins and arrange funeral affairs. I searched all over His Highness's treasury, but only If you can collect 100 taels... you can't even afford a coffin."

The prince is so depressed, he almost spits out a mouthful of old blood.

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Chapter 1212 The Poor Prince [3]

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The prince is very angry!

When did the dignified princelings no longer even be able to afford a coffin?Can't even afford to bury Xu Jie?

These days, the princelings can't afford to die anymore?

Gao Gong didn't deal with Xu Jie at first, but when he heard this, he felt a bit sad and hurt others, and said bitterly, "Then, who arranged for Xu Jie's funeral?"

Zhang Juzheng said with a look of lovelessness: "I went around looking for people to borrow money again. Unexpectedly, the rich and powerful family who had a good relationship with Mr. Xu Jie, now heard that they wanted to lend money to Xu Jie for funeral affairs, and they all yelled, saying Teacher Xu took tens of thousands of silver from his family, but ruined his son's fame and future. They still want to ask Xu Jie for a refund."

The prince was so angry that he went crazy, and suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "But didn't Xu Jie collect tens of millions of taels of silver? And his family's property is also worth a lot of money."

"The prince doesn't know something." Zhang Juzheng gritted his teeth and said, "The teacher's family property, as well as the fraudulent funds of ink corruption, have been searched clearly by Yan Song. A memorial is up, and the emperor is asked to send Jin Yiwei to seal them all. The emperor was very happy, and immediately let Lu Bing I went to the teacher's house and copied the teacher's house upside down. Not even a copper coin was left. It is said that tens of millions of taels of silver were copied. Many people in 610 saw it and scolded Teacher Xu Jie as a big corruption Criminal, treacherous minister of the Ming Dynasty! The Huating in my hometown, with hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land, has also been sealed up by the emperor, and they are going to be sold."

The prince rolled his eyes.

your sister's.

Most of his small private treasury is also hidden in Xu Jie's house, and Xu Jie is asked to help with financial management.This is great, it was all taken over by the emperor's father.Dad is happy to make a fortune, and he loves Yan Song even more, but now I am so poor that I want to eat dirt, what should I do?

There is no way to pass this day.

"Then how was Xu Jie buried?" Gao Gong asked.