[Plane] History of the struggle of the lords

After killing a few minions, the guards who resisted the assassination began to be obviously exhausted.It's not their fault, it's obvious that there is something wrong with the wine just poured.

Wen Le stood up, and while everyone was fighting, he walked to Da Chunyi's side.

Da Chunyi lay face down on the ground, seemingly unconscious, Wen Le squatted down, and poked the back of his head: "Dead?"

Da Chunyi didn't move, Wen Le let out a cry, stood up and asked the guards who were still resisting: "Can you still hold it?"

"My lord!" These guards were all brought by Wen Le from the capital, and they shouted almost in unison, "My lord, go first!"

Seeing that Wen Le didn't listen at all, he lowered his head, groped slowly in his sleeves, took out a black thing that they couldn't understand for a long time, and then vigorously broke off a black thing on top of the black thing. valve.

It took a lot of effort to break it off, and it took a long time to finally break it off, and the group of guards couldn't resist it.Everyone was almost disheartened, and when they thought they were about to confess here, they suddenly heard a loud noise.

It's not that exaggerated to say it was a loud noise, but the sound was unexpected.After the sound, the bandit leader who was attacking fiercely with a knife just now fell to the ground and rolled over, clutching his knees.

"..." Wen Le said, "I'm sorry, I didn't aim the gun for the first time."

After he said that, he squinted one eye and focused there again. After a long time, he pulled the trigger and hit the other person's ankle.

"... Forget it," Wen Le said, "You won't be able to run away like this. Whoever has the strength, come here."

Seeing that the fierce opponents were defeated one after another, everyone could no longer gather their strength, and because of the sudden appearance of a weapon that could not be explained by the world view, everyone was doing psychological training. ?”

Wen Le pointed at Da Chunyi: "Master Da is so loyal, he risked his life to block the gangster's knife for me, come and see if he can still be saved?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, the man who came out slowly crawled over to breath out the breath of spring, glanced at Wen Le hesitantly, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "My lord... Da lord is out of breath."

"Oh! What a pity!"

Wen Le shook his head, took out a purse from his sleeve and threw it over: "You guys take it, this medicine will cure all poisons. Find a good coffin after you finish the work, and you can't let Master Da die in the wilderness."

Not long after the pill went down, the weak energy disappeared. The guard in the early days made two gestures to the brothers, one after the other, he carried Da Chunyi to the chair where Wen Le was sitting, and snatched away the gangster The sharp knife I brought.Wen Le frowned and looked at the sky, only to hear a slight puff... Amitabha.

Da Chunyi really took the medicine, so he was easily subdued without any resistance, and the five guards he brought were also lying there in twos and threes, seemingly ignorant of their personnel, Wen Le stared at the group of people, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

Someone died inside... Maybe it was already bloody... Wen Le suppressed his desire to vomit, clenched his fists, and swept towards the assassins who were still howling: "As for them... Since they killed Master Da, Then one life for one life. Come and execute them all on the spot."

He didn't watch the execution scene any more, so he held back his strength and walked down the stage with the pain in his palm. The guards who took the medicine recovered quickly, and most of them followed. A few were in charge of killing. Get rid of the assassin and the guards brought by Da Chunyi, and then collect Da Chunyi's body separately.

This group of people returned to the mansion of the county magistrate of Jianzhou according to the same route.Their appearance was unexpected by many people. The concierge was scared and hid far away. Seeing this, Wen Le had already understood the general idea, so he asked the guards to follow with their swords drawn, and went straight to the main house.

Many yamen servants stood guard outside the courtyard, and when they saw Wen Le approaching from a distance, they all seemed a little panicked.Wen Le was not polite, and directly asked the guards to restrain him with their knives. After stepping into the courtyard, he heard Wen Lian yelling.

"Fucking bastards, get the hell out of here!"

From time to time, Hong Dashan persuaded him in embarrassment: "Master Lian, don't hit... don't hit... ouch!"

Wen Le listened for a while, then raised her voice unhurriedly: "Lian'er, don't be rude."

There was silence inside for a moment, then there was a sudden commotion, the door was opened with a creak, and Wen Lian was the first to rush out: "Second brother!"

Wen Le hugged him and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm fine." Turning his head, he looked at Hong Dashan standing in the room, and said with a chuckle, "What is Master Hong doing?"

Hong Dashan broke out in cold sweat, stood in the room tremblingly, and immediately became the target of public criticism.He looked around at a loss, shivered for a while, and suddenly knelt down: "My lord, forgive me! Your Excellency... I am just worried about the safety of everyone in the mansion..."

Amitabha!Hong Dashan recited Buddhist words repeatedly in his heart to celebrate his great fortune and destiny.Last night, Da Chunyi whispered to him that he must kill all the people left by the Wen family neatly today, but yesterday because of Shuitong, he went to the courtyard of the diners in Dafu to explain to Da Chunyi , but unexpectedly heard that Da Chunyi promised to withdraw her official position when the Hou Mansion was finished.As soon as he thought of the words "Jiaotu dies as a running dog", Hong Dashan began to hesitate when he was about to make a move today.

God bless, thank goodness he hesitated!The three old men with slanted mouths and squinting eyes said that they broke the sky, but he still held the hands tightly in his hands and did not move rashly!

Wen Le saw that there were two or three thin old men standing behind him, all with long beards and hair, and they looked like magic sticks.While he was talking, the group of old men squinted their eyes and looked at Wen Le calmly, and when he finished speaking, they all said in unison: "The grass people have seen the Lord."

Wen Le glanced at them: "A diner who is full of spring?"

These people sounded a little dissatisfied, probably because of Wen Le's disrespect.However, he reluctantly replied yes.

"It's just right," Wen Le nodded, "Da Chunyi is a good guy, and now that he is desperate to die for me, I should repay him for his kindness. Someone, send them down to be imprisoned and be buried with him someday."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for many people to react, and directly said to the members of the Wen family in the house: "Clean up today and go back to the county town. It's better to go to the county town for the funeral of Dachunyi."

Almost no one spoke at this moment. After a long period of time, Hong Dashan murmured: "Die for the Lord... Da Lord..."

"Master Da!" Hong Dashan's eyes widened, and he felt his whole body trembling: "What's wrong with Mr. Da...!"

Wen Le made a sad expression, and shook his head: "Oh, Fu Chun lost such a good official who worked for the well-being of the people, it is a heavy loss."

The guards behind him had already spontaneously gone to tie up those diners who had made countless bad ideas, and the three of them suddenly realized that they yelled mournfully, "This is a lie! A lie! Master Da! It's impossible for something to happen!"

Wen Le motioned everyone to shut their mouths, and patted Hong Dashan's shoulder meaningfully: "You can make arrangements for this matter, and besides, you will follow along to the county town this time, and you will pass Da Chunyi sorted out the trivial official duties and handed them over to the Hou Mansion..."

Wen Le leaned into his ear and whispered, "You are his brother-in-law, these things... shouldn't he keep it from you?"

After he said this, he glanced at the other person in the room who had been keeping calm with a smile that was not a smile: "Zhou Yuanqing, you have escaped a catastrophe by claiming that you are sick today."

Zhou Yuanqing's mind skipped a beat, he didn't dare to think about anything, he knelt down and flattered him tremblingly, "Your official... It's a good luck for your lower official, my lord is so blessed, how can I be blocked by a villain..." He suddenly closed his eyes again. He opened his mouth, and scolded himself for being outspoken in his heart, what the hell are he talking about!

Wen Le didn't care about it, curled his lower lip weirdly, reached out to pat his forehead, and turned around to lead him away.

Hong Dashan stared at Wen Le's back in a daze, and fell to the ground after a while.

Da Chunyi is dead...?

He holds almost all the rights in Fuchun, and he has been talking about Fuchun for decades, even if the country changes hands, his authority has not been shaken.

Such a desire for spring, unexpectedly died without knowing why...?What should he do?What about Dafu's sister?What about Fuchun?

For a moment, Hong Dashan's mind was filled with the words that Wen Le told him, and suddenly he was reminded of the beautiful lady in the Hou Mansion who made him dream about... so and so, so and so.

On the other side, there was Wen Run who sat at the table from beginning to end without making a sound.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he stared at Wen Le for a moment, but Wen Le didn't give him a look until he turned to leave.

It was clear that there was a rift, but Wen Run didn't understand what the problem was at all.

He drank the strong tea in the cup in one gulp, stood up, and strode out the door.Then in the corner, he called out the guards he had sent to personally protect Wen Le.

The guard lay down on the ground and clearly sorted out today's events and told them, while Wen Run listened, his heart sank.

He didn't have time to think about what kind of weapon Wen Le took out at the end, he only knew that Wen Le must have gone to the fork in the road again.

Wen Run sighed with a headache, and only blamed himself for not being able to predict.

He swung the man back, turned around and hurried to where Wen Le was.

Said that he was going back to the county, Wen Le naturally recuperated in the house.He huddled in the tent trembling slightly, and kept thinking about the slight "puchi" he heard in his ears.

Forgive him for not being able to treat human life like nothing like the real ancients. To him—at least to him before—it was a heinous crime.For ordinary people, this crime is not something that can be described by the severity of the sentence, but it is a clear feeling that an originally vibrant life is irreversibly passing by.This feeling is sometimes even more terrifying than a cold prison cell.

Since Wen Le was a child, he hasn't even trampled a single mouse to death, but now that he has killed so many lives in one day, this huge shock is enough to make him restless.

But at such a time, there are still people who don't let him have a good rest, and want to knock on the door: "Second brother, are you there?"

The trembling frequency of the Wen Orchestra in the quilt suddenly stopped, he stuck out his head a little dissatisfied, and he recognized who it was: "Brother?"

"Second brother," Wen Run whispered, "you open the door?"

Wen Le could only go barefoot to open the latch, and stared at Wen Run outside the door with displeasure: "Brother, what do you want me to do now? I'm going to take a nap."

Wen Run had no choice but to step into the door with a cheeky face: "What time is it? If you sleep again, you should sleep late..."

After finishing speaking, he locked the door with his backhand, supported Wen Le's shoulders, and said cautiously: "When opening a warehouse in Yantian today, Da Chunyi... made a mess?"

Wen Le nodded indiscriminately, and pushed him away: "If elder brother wants to ask these questions, you can also ask the guards. Brother, I..."

"Le'er!" Wen Run called to stop him from turning around, caught up with him and grabbed his arm, frowned and said, "I told you, those dark guards don't know how to fly into the sky and escape from the ground! Brother did send someone to protect you !"

Wen Le frowned: "I don't want to tell you these things now." Anyone with eyes could see the truth, but he was stupid enough to tell people his heart to heart. Sure enough, he still underestimated the ancients' heads.He is very kind, and he is probably secretly planning how to kill himself.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Wen Run couldn't think of what to do for a while.

Wen Le ignored him, walked towards the bed, and said as he walked: "Brother called Chen Xiang for me when he went out. I haven't washed my face yet, so I won't say much now."

Wen Run sighed, walked quickly to the side of the bed, and hugged Wen Le who had already half-crawled on the bed.He turned around and sat on the bed, hugged and sank, and Wen Le sat in his arms.

"Listen to me, there's really no need for me to deceive you. If you don't believe me, I'll ask them to confront you?"

Wen Le didn't struggle, and said with a sneer: "No need, if big brother has the heart, you don't have to be so wary of me before. Since you think the time has not come, let's talk about it when the time is right!"

Wen Run had no choice but to shout loudly: "You all come out!"

After about five or six seconds, someone knocked lightly on the window, and then turned over and entered.

Six strong men knelt in front of them, with firm expressions and sharp eyes, Wen Run pointed at them and said, "Three from you, three from me, three from mother, two from Lian'er, and two from Yong'er. I still have four or five left in the county town. That's all."

After he finished speaking, he said to the dark guard in a cold voice: "What's going on today, you can tell yourself!"

Among the six people, there were three of the same appearance. They all walked forward on knees, their heads on the ground, and said in a deep and steady voice, "My lord, forgive me. This subordinate is not good at learning. The terrace is more than two feet high, and the subordinate can only jump at most." Six feet. The subordinates can only hide among the salt farmers. Later, seeing the commotion on the terrace, when they rushed to the Lord’s place, the Lord had already terminated the gangsters.”

After he finished speaking, there was another buzzer: "This subordinate is negligent on duty, and I am willing to be punished!"

Wen Le is not an idiot either, he endured until today to get rid of Da Chunyi in a fair and honest way.I haven't taken precautions all the time, and it's just because I have nothing to fear with the extraordinary weapon in my hand.Any conspiracy is meaningless to him. He has never worried about his own safety today. The only reason he is angry now is because of his suspicion of Wen Run.

Now that he heard what the big man said, he thought about it for a while, and his heart was even more chilling.

Hiding among the salt farmers?The team of salt farmers is five or six minutes away from the high platform!There is no shelter on both sides of the high platform, but there are many trees growing. If they were not worried about being seen by themselves, why would they bother to look far away?

Is this how Wen Run guards against him?So afraid of being known by him, how many people can be dispatched?What's the big deal?It is impossible to reach the sky in one step even if he is killed, what is he going to do to hide his head and show his tail?How can he be so indiscriminate in such a situation?

"Go down." Wen Le is not the one to vent his anger. The hidden guards have worked hard, so there is nothing to scold. "Punishment is fine, it's not your responsibility."

After he finished speaking, he waved to Wen Run: "Don't think too much, brother, I don't doubt what you mean. It's just that today's sudden changes made me a little tired."

Wen Run's eyes darkened: "You still don't believe me."

"What do you want me to say!" Wen Le's eyes widened ferociously, and he pushed him away and stood back on the ground, "I'm tired, brother, go back first."

"fun……"

Wen Le ignored him, quickly climbed onto the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, and closed her eyes.

Wen Run sat for a while, listening to his breathing slowly and evenly, his heart became more and more dull.