Capital.

Since the Chongzhen ascended the throne, the place where the emperor's hometown has never been safe. Although Jiannu has retired, many victims in Hebei are still full of the streets of the capital for more than six months, and have nowhere to go and live by begging.

Life is forced to take risks! The security of the capital is unprecedentedly poor. The small households in the outer city are suffering from ordinary people. Even the inner city where ministers live are occasionally robbed.

In Andingfang, a place where nobles and eunuchs gather, there were lined up of stone lions and wealthy streets, and the sound of chung came from time to time. It was a patrol team composed of various slaves.

The capital was moved to the capital for more than 200 years. For the first time, even Shuntian Prefecture was helpless in the security of the capital. In the past few months, he resigned from his post as the governor of Shuntian Prefecture and suffered a stroke. The power and status he showed off on weekdays was not good for the first time. These noble figures had to solve the problem themselves, gathering the guards and guarding the house, and looking forward to this one of his own acres of land.

The location of the mansion also shows the position of the mansion owner. Some corner mansions, the patrols of the mansions made by these mansions are also snobbish and do not worry about it.

But this Dingbei Hou Mansion is on the edge of Andingfang.

It was like splashing ink in the quiet yard. There was only the swaying of trees. The corner door creaked and the harsh friction of the door shaft seemed particularly harsh. A black cloak was covered all over his body. A petite figure walked in quickly with the servant.

"Are you back?"

As soon as he walked to the vestibule, the old voice made the owner of the figure pause, and then he looked into the corridor in surprise.

"Father, haven't fallen asleep yet?"

"You are old! You will have less sleep! When you lie in the coffin in the future, you will have time to sleep. Old man, I'm fine, but you are just Jiaoer. You have just finished your confinement period, so you should have more rest!"

"Have you gone to Jixiang Temple again?"

"This is a messy war, I'm afraid... I can't help much in the capital, so I can only go to the temple more and pray for the master."

With his head down, Chen Jiao said calmly, but Mao Wenlong was so angry that he snorted hard again.

"What's the good thing about this brat? It's worth worrying about you. It's been several months since Kai'er was born. He, a father, hasn't even gotten a big name yet. What kind of morality is it!"

"Jiao'er, let your family get up!"

"Father is kind, but this is the master's eldest son after all, so I still want to..."

"All right!"

Looking at Chen Jiao's head lowered, Mao Wenlong shook his head helplessly again: "I will write a book for this bastard tomorrow. I'll be busy with work and I don't want it anymore? I scolded him hard for you! If I can't think of a name, he won't think about it!"

"Father!"

"That's it!"

With a wave of his hand, Mao Wenlong settled the matter with a domineering attitude. Then the stubborn old man took his hands behind his back and hummed back to the room.

Watching him leave, Chen Jiao bowed slightly and carried the basket to the temple. She also hurriedly walked towards the back house.

A ray of moonlight came through the window, shining in the stroller. The fat boy wrapped in floral cloth was sleeping soundly. Looking at his peaceful appearance, after working hard for a day, a smile appeared on Chen Jiao's calm face.

…………

He seemed lonely, but in fact, Mao Jue's eyes had never left this small marquis' mansion again.

Just outside the corner door where Chen Jiao had just entered the door, in a narrow alley, three guys with big arms and round waists or monkey-headed and deer-faced faces were tied up by ropes like rice dumplings, with rag heads stuffed into their mouths, humming like pigs, looking at them in horror.

Around them were five samurai dressed in black clothes on night walks and looked particularly smart and capable.

At the entrance of the alley, there were two old and young people watching.

"Hmph, I still want to have the idea of ​​a wife! I really took the courage of the bear heart and leopard!"

At this time, Lao Cheng is far from the honest shop owner he used to be! People can change. After experiencing several bloody battles, he also grew up to become a qualified leader of the intelligence base early.

With murderous intent, Lao Cheng turned his head gloomyly, pointed to the three Zongzi and said, "After a while, these three were tied with stones and threw them into the Yudai River. Ming was going to settle the score with the person named Li himself, so he could kill and have three swords and six eyes!"

However, after looking at the quiet Hou Mansion, Xiao Tang, a special envoy in Dongjiang, turned back at the three Zongzi with interest. He was intrigued. He also reached out to pinch the pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks. He was about forty years old, with a hunched human trafficker's face, raised his face, looked at it for a few times, but a smile appeared on his face.

"These days Lu Qianhu is going to find this old man. You can do whatever you want, Uncle Cheng, so I will take this away!"

"Oh! It's a cheap guy!"

In the early years, a mature daughter was kidnapped by these people who were shooting flowers in the world. I don’t know where to sell it. He hated these scums in the world. However, in Xiao Tang’s ears, the smile on his face became even more cruel.

"Uncle Cheng doesn't have to worry about it, so he doesn't give him any discount. Maybe he can't do it!"

The boat was galloping on the Yudai River. When it was sailing in the deepest part of the river, two wriggling sacks flapping twice and were thrown into the river by garbage. Bubbles came up and there was no news.

Half an hour later, the tall and thin trafficker who witnessed all this with his own eyes was pushed out of the car again with luck. However, the first time he looked up and looked over, he froze there as if he was struck by lightning.

Beizhen Fushi!

The sharp-mouthed monkey was whimpering, and the sharp-mouthed monkey even tried hard to jump over to the small river behind him, but when he arrived here, he could resist. Xiao Tang snorted coldly, and a man in black carried his shoulders and pulled him into the side door.

…………

A few days later.

A village outside the capital city, a simple and unpretentious small courtyard.

Several clotheslines were hung with washed bedding and clothes, and in the room, a female family member and a maid were still scrubbing it hard.

Who would have thought that this was the home of the former governor of Shaanxi.

The officialdom of the Ming Dynasty was corrupt and corruption was prevalent. Before the military pay was released, it was necessary to be drifted and lost three parts. These few people who were not greedy were imprisoned in prison. Chongzhen's employment was unclear, and it was obvious that he was not distinguished from right and wrong.

But he had already entered the corps miserably, but fate seemed to refuse to let the family go. Outside the door, a burst of noise suddenly came. Then, the tattered door was kicked open, and several Jinyiwei rushed in like a wolf or a tiger.

"But Sun Chuanting's family!"

"It's my fault! I wonder what the officials are doing?"

It is worthy of being the one who put down the clothes that he had washed to make ends meet after he turned the door and wiped his hands clean on the apron. Mrs. Sun asked calmly.

"You are the one who is a rebellious? Sun Chuanting is greedy for military pay, and is arrogant because of his merits. He contradicts His Majesty. Now, he is ordered by Grand Secretary Yang to exil Sun Chuanting's whole family outside the border! Take them away!"

The soldiers broke into the room savagely, and a man and a woman who were still reading the numbers were pulled out by their shoulders while screaming. Mrs. Sun was also pushed and pulled out, and the clothes in the basin were knocked over the floor.

"Shi Ning!"

At the door, he hugged the panicked little boy in his arms and suddenly turned around and Mrs. Sun hummed coldly.

"Yang Sichang! It's a traitor!"

On the other side, the capital, the imperial prison.

"It's all for the two brothers to take on such a great revenge!"

The shiny silver flashed with the unique color of precious metal under the candlelight. The two prisoners looked at the eyes glowed, and they swallowed a few saliva. The fatter prisoner on the left nodded with difficulty.

"The people who are detained here are all important officials of the court. Our master is moody. If you go in, you may come out. A few brothers! Our brothers are also taking great risks!"

"I understand!"

He nodded repeatedly, and another heavy silver shook out from Xiao Tang's sleeves and fell heavily on the table.

"Then Mr. Sun has a grudge against me for killing my father! As long as I can teach him a lesson, even if I lose everything, I will do whatever I want!"

As he spoke, a ferocious look also bloomed on his face under Xiao Tang's black cloak. For a moment, he looked like the evil ghost Zhang Yan, and the two prisoners shivered again.

The amount of silver was enough. Coupled with the face of Li Zhangtou of the East Factory, even though the emperor's imperial prison was still open, the gate was opened. When he gritted his teeth, the prison head on the left suddenly opened the door leading to the lower one.

"Brothers, be gentle! Don't make a big fuss!"

"I understand, brother, come with me!"

As Xiao Tang's dull hummed, four thugs, wearing black cloaks, hummed and went to prison.

Among this crowd, one person seemed to be particularly stiff in his actions. Looking closely, he looked like a puppet, but at this time his heart was covered by silver's greed and tension. How could the two prisoners still have the intention to look more?

No one is ruthless! This powerful skill is deaf because of his disagreement with Yang Sichang's political affairs. He resigned from his official position and returned home. He was slandered and imprisoned by him. In the gloomy prison, Sun Chuanting's hair was more than half white, with disheveled hair and a haggard face sitting cross-legged on the broken stall. He was angry but silent.

At this moment, a fire suddenly flashed in his pupils, and then the locked prison door was opened with a loud bang.

Seeing a few men in black who appeared in front of him and had a bad expression on their old and old faces, Sun Chuanting asked with a sneer.

"I have done this, but Yang Wenwu is still unwilling to let me go?"

"Very good, let's do it! But I'll tell him Yang Wenwei, and I looked at him again! I'm also waiting underground..."

Bang~

In the TV series, you must wait for the gentleman to finish reading the lines, but this is not a TV series. Before Sun Chuanting could pretend, Xiao Tang had already hugged an electric gun and staggered backwards.

Immediately afterwards, one of his men attacked Sun Chuanting like a knife, slashing the neck like lightning, without even snorting. He was a governor of Shaanxi and a rebel from the refugee army, and the imperial general stepped on the ground.

The candlelight and axe shadow intertwined. In the prison opposite, Hou Xun, the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, looked at several people punched and kicked and beat Sun Chuanting incredibly.

"Um?"

In a blink of an eye, Xiao Tang's wolf-like eyes made Hou Xun tremble suddenly. He was not as handsome as Sun Chuanting, and crawled back trembling.

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Two incense sticks!

"Thank you, two brothers, for your great kindness, unforgettable!"

It was the prisoner who was in the signing room, with four men in black. Xiao Tang suddenly bowed, and the two prisoners hurriedly waved their hands.

"It's easy to say!"

"That, didn't beat Sun Chuanting too much!"

"Don't worry, you guys, just teach him a lesson and vent your anger for your deceased father, and your skin is traumatized!"
To be continued...