King of Han Dynasty of Ming Dynasty

night.

The city gate is closed.

After the curfew, Yingtian Mansion seemed particularly quiet.

The doors and windows of the houses, inns, and restaurants that stood on both sides of the road were closed.

On the empty streets, from time to time there would be soldiers holding long guns and swords on their waists, patrolling back and forth in formation, guarding the safety of the people in the city and preventing some young people from causing trouble.

On the broad street, in the dark corners shrouded in shadows, figures in black robes emerged, flashing to avoid the patrolling soldiers.

Afterwards, figures in black costumes gathered in two places.

One place is in the south of the city, more than ten meters away from Lao He's residence.

The other place is not far from the palace of the King of Han.

Both locations are strongholds set up by Jin Yiwei to monitor Zhu Gaoxu and Lao He.

Following the leader's order.

The men in black who gathered here all acted quickly.

He carefully and skillfully pried open the closed door, and then one figure suddenly stepped inside.

After everyone entered, the open door suddenly closed.

After that, the men in black entered one by one, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and the cold and sharp sword light suddenly appeared, and ran towards the Jin Yiwei who was living and resting.

Trying to prioritize those who stay behind.

Late at night.

This is when people are most tired and sleepy.

Not to mention those who had already rested, the people responsible for keeping watch and alert were also drowsy and yawning from time to time.

However, we have to admit that Jin Yiwei's training quality is still extremely high.

Although he did not notice the man in black's move to pry the door open, as the man in black moved in, he remained cautious enough.

After all, he was still unable to escape the vigilance of the Jin Yiwei and woke up the sleepy night watchman.

"who?"

"Enemy attack..."

In an instant, in the dark and silent courtyard, a roar of anger from Mu Ran exploded.

As the roar of anger rang out, no matter it was the man in black who attacked, or the Jin Yiwei who had entered Mengxiang at some point, everyone was shaken for no reason, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.

After a brief moment of daze and silence.

Knowing that his actions were discovered, the man in black simply stopped hiding.

The entire small courtyard instantly became chaotic.

In an instant, the two parties collided with each other, and the sound of fighting, roaring, and swords clashing exploded.

In this matter, although the Jin Yiwei people are alert enough and react in a timely manner.

But after all, it was still a beat too slow and the opportunity was lost. As the saying goes, one step is slow and the other is slow, especially in a life and death situation.

Not only that, but compared to the men in black, their numbers were nearly doubled.

Even though each of the Jin Yiwei is a veteran and has great skills, they are still no match for the man in black.

After a brief fight, they were quickly defeated.

Became a dead soul in the hands of the man in black.

After that, the men in black who participated in this operation acted quickly without any hesitation.

Everyone quickly arranged the scene according to the leader's request.

After a while, everything was ready.

Without any hesitation, the group of men in black closed the door and quickly disappeared into the night.

The night returned to silence again.

……

It rained a bit last night and was very sunny the next day. In the morning after the rain, the air is filled with the earthy smell of earth and refreshing moisture.

The golden morning sun shines through the lush leaves on both sides of the road and the houses standing on both sides of the road. Sporadic sunlight falls on the mottled and bumpy ground.

Regardless of the wind or rain, the people dare not be idle.

The wide streets of Yingtianfu City were crowded with people at some point. Businesses were open, people looking for work took to the streets, old people were strolling around to buy groceries, and children were running up and down the streets in groups of twos and threes, making a lively atmosphere.

The air is filled with the aroma of various foods from time to time, and the sounds of various hawking and shouting are heard from a distance from time to time.

"what"

Just then.

A piercing scream resounded throughout the sky.

The happy, happy, and extremely life-filled atmosphere in front of him was directly shattered into pieces.

In an instant, on the wide street, everyone's eyes were unconsciously attracted by this scream.

Then what came into view was a young man wearing the clothes of a waiter. He stumbled out of a quiet house. He accidentally tripped over the door frame and fell to the ground. There comes a dog eating shit.

In such a state, it was obvious that he had been hit hard.

Even so, the waiter seemed to feel no pain. He stood up brightly, his clothes were stained with pungent blood stains, his body was shaking uncontrollably, his teeth were chattering, and he was trembling. He couldn't help but move back, trying to keep as far away from the courtyard as possible, as if there were some scary ghosts in the courtyard.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity, and looked at the door of the courtyard where the waiter had just ran out.

As the number of people watching the excitement increased, more and more people came.

The waiter's boss was also attracted. Seeing the embarrassed figure on the ground, he shouted angrily:
"This is a shameful thing. I want you to give me breakfast."

"It's a good thing but it turned out like this."

"Useless things."

"What happened?"

Listening to the familiar angry shouts and questioning voices, the waiter came back to his senses, his voice full of fear, and he explained intermittently:

"No, no, no...no...no."

"There's... there's... there's death there... there's death there."

"Everyone inside is dead...all dead."

As he spoke, he paused as if he had thought of something, his expression was full of anxiety, and he yelled:
"Report to the officer, report to the officer quickly."

This statement came out.

The people watching were instantly in an uproar.

All the busybodies and spectators subconsciously took a few steps back.

Da da da……

Just at this moment, there was a rush of footsteps behind everyone, accompanied by angry shouts.

"Get out of the way, get out of my way. Get out of the way."

"Jin Yiwei is handling the case."

After hearing this, all the busybodies who were watching had serious expressions on their faces and subconsciously stepped back.

He consciously made way for the Jin Yiwei coming from behind.

When the Jinyi guards in Feiyu uniforms came to the door of the house, they looked around coldly at the people who had not left, and shouted angrily:
"Get out of my way, everyone."

"What are you doing around here?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Do you want to go and experience the imperial prison of Jinyiwei?"

When the onlookers heard these words, they felt the cold and cold gazes passing over them.

There was a brief moment of daze, and no one dared to stay any longer. The onlookers hurriedly left, fearing that they would be spotted by the Jin Yiwei if they ran too slowly.

When the onlookers left, the leader, with a livid face, said a few words to the people around him and strode towards the small courtyard.

(End of this chapter)