Early in the morning, before the sun rose, people came to the front of Ruixiang Teahouse. They were regular customers here, and they came to drink tea and eat snacks every day and spent time chatting. Especially after the weather became colder, more people came.

But when a few tea shops looked up, they saw that the teahouse door was closed with brand new seals on it, and the blood-red seal was particularly dazzling.

"What's going on?"

While talking, a middle-aged man in his thirties came over and saw the big guy, and hurried over: "You guys are here to have tea, don't be afraid of losing your head, go quickly!"

"What are you saying? Why can't we understand? What's the law of drinking tea?"

"Stop asking. I've been standing here for a long time, so I might arrest you."

The middle-aged man left after he said that, and the other tea shops were confused. A curious person hurriedly followed the man's footsteps, turned the corner of the street, and grabbed the middle-aged man.

"Brother, let's have a drink, tell me."

The middle-aged man sighed, "Okay, I'm also full of words."

The two of them found a secluded tavern and sat down.

The middle-aged man took the lead in speaking: "Do you know what big things happened in the capital?"

"I heard that a prince from the Qing Dynasty was dead." The tea chef lowered his voice and said, "It's still the regent's younger brother, I just want to go to the teahouse to listen to the wind."

The middle-aged man opposite curled his lips and sneered: "No need to listen. My cousin is in Shuntian Mansion. What he told me in person was killed by a female assassin."

"Female?" Chake immediately widened his eyes: "Can a woman have such great blood. What kind of grudge does she have with the Qing Dynasty?"

"Don't look down on women, Mulan is also a woman." The middle-aged man said with great emotion: "You have heard of this woman, it's Xue Qiutang, who just became popular in the teahouse!"

"Ah! This, how is this possible!" The tea chef couldn't help rubbing his hands and said in disbelief: "A female actor can actually kill the prince. This, this is simply a fantasy."

"Tell you the truth, Boss Xue is not an actor at all. He was born in a wealthy family. The Qing Dynasty killed his parents, but he came back to learn the arts and took revenge!"

At this time, a scholar in his early twenties had just passed by and squeezed over. He gave a thumbs up: "That's right, if it weren't for the deep hatred, he wouldn't be able to sing such a moving book of drums. What a pity, a woman."

"Not. Boss Xue was like this when he was alive, and he died. I heard that the prince was killed and that group of Goshha wanted to arrest her for interrogation, but Boss Xue committed suicide by taking poison. When he heard that he died, he smiled all over his face, as if he was mocking the Qing court!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but pat the table and said depressedly: "A woman can do this. We men are not good enough!"

The tea chef sighed: "It's amazing, but what does this have to do with the teahouse?"

"What does it matter? It's so big!" the young scholar sneered: "Boss Xue sang in Ruixiang Teahouse. He was discovered and snatched away by the nobles of the Qing Dynasty. I heard that in the evening, the shopkeeper Yu's family and all the young men were all arrested. I guess whether he could live at this time was between the two."

"This, the Qing Dynasty is too unreasonable. They just sang in the teahouse for two days before taking their anger on the shopkeeper. It's simply outrageous!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "People reasoned, but the Tatars are still hunting outside the pass!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shake the braid on his head and smiled helplessly: "After such a thing, he doesn't even have the qualifications to see his ancestors. This is so shameless. One day, I thought of Boss Xue, and fought to the death. Even if I kill a Tartar, I can still have the honor to see my ancestors!"

Just as they were talking, suddenly there were sounds of footsteps on the street, and soldiers and yamen runners rushed over. Dorgon was crazy and arrested the murderer. Anyone who had contacted Lu Mingzhen, whether it was a hotel, inn, or teahouse, would not let go. The yamen runners were like evil dogs, regardless of being arrested.

In fact, they didn't know who to arrest them. Just to cope with the pressure from the superiors, they had to arrest them all the time. In just one day, more than 7,000 people were arrested.

The prison was also constantly tortured, and all kinds of torture instruments were used. They were tortured at every moment. They lost their lives, like a broken sack, dragged them out of the inside and threw them outside the city without caring.

The capital was caught in a crazy search and was completely in chaos. Not only ordinary peddlers, but even the officials of the court were affected. Beizi Mandahai was arrested at the first time and was tortured severely. For a moment, the wind and cranes and cranes were full of soldiers.

The traitor Hong Chengchou was gloomy and hurried to the court room, which happened to be here.

"Brother Fan, do you know that more than a dozen Han officials have been arrested. I heard that they are being tortured. If I don't care, I'm afraid my head will be gone!"

"Share?" Fan Wencheng sneered: "Why do you care? The prince is angry. This resentment should be sent out, otherwise we will be the one who is unlucky."

"But these people are all loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty. How could they assassinate the prince!"

"Can you stop worrying? Since you are loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty, let them be loyal to the Qing Dynasty." Fan Wencheng said gloomyly.

After hearing this, Hong Chengchou felt a sense of desolation in his heart. So what if he surrenders, so what if he is rich and powerful? He just wipes his feet cloth. If his master looks down on him, others will look down on him even more. He can't escape when he is unlucky. It's really boring!

Fan Wencheng also saw Hong Chengchou's loneliness and couldn't help but sigh: "The prince is still wise. As long as he gets angry, it's fine. The most urgent task now is to find the real murderer and stop being meaninglessly involved."

"The real murderer?" Hong Chengchou asked hurriedly: "Who is the real murderer?"

Fan Wencheng thought for a while and said, "From my perspective, this woman is definitely not just a personal revenge. There must be someone behind her, otherwise she would not have planned it so perfectly. From now on, the possible murderer is nothing more than Can Ming and the thief!"

"It makes sense, but who are the two groups?"

"Li Zicheng doesn't have that meticulous mind. He can't do such a thing. Brother Hong, who is Ma Shiying, knows more clearly that in my opinion, the most suspicion is Gu Zhenhua!"

Hong Chengchou nodded quickly: "Yes, I think so too. Gu Zhenhua repeatedly doesn't play according to common sense, uses evil intentions and cruel means, and can do such things. I'm not surprised at all."

Fan Wencheng immediately smiled and said, "Okay, no matter whether it is true or false, the enemy is Gu Zhenhua. Let's go find the prince together, get rid of Gu Zhenhua, and avenge Prince Duoduo!"

Fan Wencheng was also a cunning person. Of course, Dalton's anger would not diminish. He could only pass it on so as not to burn them.

Sure enough, after the two traitors found Dorgon, after some discussion, Dorgon immediately issued an order to let the traitor Wu Sangui attack An immediately, regardless of the cost of all casualties!

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"Dude, Li Jinao has written a letter!"

Wu Kaijie hurriedly delivered a note to Gu Zhenhua. Gu Zhenhua hurriedly opened it and saw that it said that the capital was closed, and something might happen!

Gu Zhenhua couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what the big thing is?"

"The princess returned to China. Since the night before yesterday, the nine gates of the capital were closed and searched for them. There was no news inside and outside, and Li Jinao didn't know what was going on. However, a day ago, Weng Zhongshu heard from the city that Miss Lu had successfully met a Beizi from the Qing Dynasty, named Mandahai."

Gu Zhenhua frowned and turned around the ground a few times: "I'm afraid the problem is on this."

The Qing Dynasty was so angry that it seemed that it would have suffered a great loss. However, it would take at least ten days to use smallpox before it would occur, and it would never be so fast. The current situation can only explain one problem. Most of the time, Lu Mingzhen assassinated the powerful people of the Qing Dynasty, so that they would go crazy!

"Wu Kaijie, you can pass a letter to Li Jinao Feige immediately. No matter how much the price you pay, you must figure out what happened in the capital as soon as possible!"

Gu Zhenhua thought about it and called Fang Jian over again. "Jian Ming, the Qing army is not someone who is willing to suffer losses. I guess they will launch an offensive soon. The entire army must be on guard against the Qing army's sneak attack!"

Gu Zhenhua's judgment was quite correct. Just after he issued the order, An** on the whole line was highly alert. Just in the morning of the next day, a Qing army rushed towards the right fulcrum of the An** Front, which is the city!

Wu Sangui attacked Xinxiang on the left wing and Jixian in the middle, but the only one in Qicheng had not yet been fought. The traitor received the order from Dorgon to death and had to do his best. However, he was afraid of An**'s firepower, so he could only start from the right wing. The love general Hu Xinshui led a 15,000 army to attack Qicheng.

At this time, on the city wall, Sun Cheng, the generals and the Huotong masters were looking at the movements outside the city from the observation hole of the battlement wall, or from the small hole dug in the hanging house.

The Qing soldiers' shield chariot under the city rushed up like a huge hill. The soldiers hid behind the shield chariot and quickly approached the city wall.

"Sir, can you fight?"

"Don't move!" Sun Cheng waved his hand and stared at him with a serious look.

The shield car gradually entered within fifty steps, and suddenly many second-tartars walked out from behind the shield car. Some of them held muskets, some of them posed bows and arrows, and shot wildly at the top of the city.

Behind the shield cart, unicycles pushed by civilians, loaded with soil and other things, had rolled in and approached the trench.

At this moment, Sun Cheng suddenly waved his hand suddenly, guns and cannons fired in the city, and bullets like heavy rain hit the shield cart and musketeers.

The wood chips flew everywhere in an instant, piercing through the flesh and blood body beside them, and the Qing army was in a mess.

Only fifty steps away, and the cannon was very powerful. A huge lead ball hit the shield car, and a huge loophole was immediately broken. The soldiers hiding behind them also suffered. Three or five people were beaten to death and injured!

Sun Cheng felt his blood boiling all over his body, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Kill, kill all the two Tartars!"

"Kill all the two Tartars!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!