After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 187 Assassination of His Majesty
A male corpse was hanging on a tall pole at the entrance of Beishi City.

The exposed skin was already gray, and the blood on the clothes had dried and turned black.

Next to the pole stood a blood-stained spear.

There were many soldiers guarding around.

The onlookers all pointed and said, "How dare the spies from the Western Jin Dynasty come here? They deserve to be put to death."

"Isn't the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty still in prison?"

"Will the Western Jin Dynasty continue to fight?"

Jin Shaojie, standing in the crowd, looked at the corpse floating in the air.

His eyes were gradually blurred by the fog, but his mind was filled with his father's words.

——"Dad doesn't want to fight, but for the lives of hundreds of people in the Jin family, Dad has to make a choice."

——"If Ji Yunzhang never comes to Beijing again and gets involved in the court, he will live a peaceful life as a prince with an empty title."

——"But a loyal minister who is remembered by His Majesty and wants to be entrusted with an important task is not what they want to see."

——"Things are different now. Your Majesty has lost control of the court. The prince is only three years old. Whoever can monopolize power now will be the one who has the final say in the future."

——"He rushed in headfirst and found many shady things, so many people wanted to kill him."

He was detained and released only now, but what he saw was this scene.

The people who used to laugh and scold as children were now covered in a cloak of shame and hung on a high pole.

No one knew that this was Prince Xinling.

The scapegoat, Ji Yunzhang.

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"Today, we have distinguished guests coming, so please be careful. If something goes wrong, you will lose your head."

"Yes!"

Dozens of thugs responded in unison.

The lights in the house have been switched on.

The sound of stringed instruments has begun, and faint laughter can be heard.

A sedan stopped at the back door and a man wearing a black veil got out.

When he raises his hand, he can see the scar on the back of his hand.

There is also a string of jade beads on her wrist.

The material of her body is extremely precious brocade.

It is indeed either rich or noble.

As soon as I entered the door, a chair was parked at the door.

The nobleman does not need to take one more step to reach the inner courtyard.

Except Hua Niang and the guests, only a few other people can enter the inner courtyard.

Hua Niang's house is bigger, but simple and without any extra frills.

After the thugs finished their patrol, one of them quietly went outside Hua Niang's yard.

There was already a dressed-up flower girl waiting there.

When Hua Niang saw him, she immediately stuffed the silver she had prepared into his pocket, "Third Brother!"

The third brother had a big beard and wore a hat that thugs all wore.

The third brother put the silver away and looked around, "Dear guest, there is a scar on the back of your left hand with a jade bracelet."

Hua Niang asked, "Third brother, do you know who the distinguished guest is?"

The third brother glanced at her and said, "You should ask the steward for the best answer."

Hua Niang covered her mouth and dared not say anything more.

Before leaving, the third brother said one more thing, "The distinguished guest is wearing a veiled hat, so his status should be high."

When Hua Niang heard him say this, her eyes lit up.

He immediately trotted back to the yard and dressed up again.

The third brother lost a lot of money in gambling, so he started to set his sights on the guests and sold the characteristics of the distinguished guests he saw to Hua Niang every day.

Hua Niang can find the right target when she is flattering.

Originally, the price offered by the third brother was not high. Last month, Shaoyao was taken away by the prince of the marquis's mansion.

In an instant, all the prostitutes came to the third brother, and his price began to rise.

She was lucky today and actually waited for a distinguished guest!
Ma San touched the silver in his arms, turned and walked towards the path.

On the path, the steward was looking at him, holding his birdcage.

"Search."

The two thugs beside the manager immediately stepped forward and searched Ma San's money bag.

The steward opened the purse and looked at it. "Wow, it's quite a lot."

"Tell me, what are you going to use the money for?"

Ma San lowered his head and said, "Pay off gambling debts." "Gambling debts?" The steward looked up at him. "Who do you owe money to?"

"The gambling house of everything."

The thug next to him immediately said, "Sir, Ma San owes one thousand taels to the Wanshi Casino."

"One thousand?" The steward raised his lips, "How much is left to pay?"

"There's still half."

Another thug who was familiar with him frowned, "You said the other day that there were only 300 left, how come it's only half of that today?"

Ma San didn't dare to look up. "I only have 300 left. I want to make a comeback and pay it off all at once..."

The steward laughed, "In the end, we lost again."

"I have a job for you. If you do it well, you will get 1,000 taels. If you don't do it well, you will lose your life."

One thousand taels? Ma San didn't want to go.

It's not worth losing your life for just one thousand.

The steward continued, "One thousand taels of gold."

Ma San looked up immediately.

Not only him, but other thugs were also tempted.

"W-what's the matter?"

The steward slowly uttered four words, which shocked everyone.

"Assassinate His Majesty."

Ma San reacted, his voice trembling, "Sir, just kidding..."

The steward pulled out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and said, "Here is one ounce of gold. You keep it first."

"There's a car waiting for you at the back door at Chou time."

"After the mission is accomplished, no matter whether His Majesty is dead or alive, as long as you come back alive, I will give you another 1,000 taels of gold."

Ma San's teeth were chattering as he looked at the banknotes in his hand.

Some people are excited, while others are nervous.

In the assassination in the imperial city, if you are caught, you will die. Even if you are not caught, how can you get out?

Ma San held the handful of banknotes and made up his mind.

"I go!"

The steward smiled and nodded, "You're brave!"

Ugly time.

At the back door of the house, a green-shed carriage was already waiting.

A set of guard uniforms was also prepared in the car.

He immediately jumped into the carriage and changed his clothes quickly.

In an alleyway at the corner of the Imperial City, the driver, Old Huang, said, "I'll wait for you here at Yinshi. If you're late, I won't wait for you later."

Ma San looked at the wall of the imperial city and swallowed.

He somewhat regretted agreeing.

This is a place where you can come here with a life but cannot leave with a life.

The pile of silver bills bulging in front of his chest was burning hot. He could not earn so much money even if he worked as a security guard for ten lifetimes!

Fight!

The imperial city is in the process of changing shifts.

Ma San took the prepared token and entered easily.

No one checked him, no one questioned him, and no one asked him which battalion he was from.

So it's so easy to enter the Imperial City as long as you have a token?!
Your Majesty's imperial study is easy to find.

The lights are still on at this time, probably.

There wasn't even a eunuch on duty at the door.

Through the crack in the window, Ma San could still see the young emperor writing furiously.

He discovered that His Majesty, who had only been on the throne for four years, actually had white hair!

He is only in his thirties, but he looks as weathered as someone in his fifties.

Ma San felt a wave of bitterness in his heart.

"Come on, come in."

His Majesty in the room did not stop writing.

Ma San took a deep breath and walked in.

His Majesty heard footsteps and looked up at the person coming.

After a while, he actually started laughing, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)