Bao Zheng and Fang Zhongyong walked out of the Lu Mansion, and they got on the carriage one after another.

A look of relief appeared on Bao Zheng's face. He looked at Fang Zhongyong who was sitting on the other side, with a smile on his face, as if he was about to say something. His eyes and Fang Zhongyong looked at each other and said softly: "That account book really hit Lu Yijian's death."

A smile appeared on Fang Zhongyong's handsome face, which was shining like a morning glow: "Any smart person who considers himself to be the most unwilling tolerant is the play and use of himself by others. What's more, in the national justice, Xianggong Lu is still very clear about the importance of the matter."

Bao Zheng smiled slightly: "I'm just curious, how did you know that there is such an account book and can be done so truly, so that people like Lu Yijian can believe it?"

"This account book was not recorded by Zhao Yunrang, but all the records of Zhao Yunrang's bribery that we specially collected when we collected intelligence. Today, Zhao Yunrang is just a prince with a false title. It is indeed suspicious that he has such assets to bribe, and it is also suspected of tax evasion when paying personal income tax.

However, I originally wrote it down to investigate the source of Zhao Yunrang's assets, and now, it happened to let Mr. Lu understand earlier that the King of Runan was inappropriate and should not be involved."

...

The family members who escorted Wei Mingshan to bypass the jungle and the team stepped up the high stone steps. The sun was particularly bright at this time, and the cry of yellow orioles came from the woods near the Yan River. When they left the jungle, two more teams joined in.

"Huh? What's going on?" Most of the people in the escort team were unaware of it and looked at each other.

After leaving the jungle, the family team I met in Wei Mingshan suddenly increased to three. The same carriage and the same dress, the three teams were no different.

Several leaders of the Spy Division signaled each other, scattered each other, divided into three branches, and moved forward.

This is obviously a sign of being prepared for an unexpected accident on the way. The spy department also arranged it with good intentions.

As we walked along the way, every time we went, there were crowds whispering to discuss which team the family in Weimingshan was sitting.

After several days of continuous journey, the journey seemed quite calm.

As we approach Kaifeng, we pass by the Baigou River area, the nearby waterways cross, and small bridges are as dense as spider webs.

However, there are hundreds of masters lying in ambush from small bridges to dry reeds, and then to the shade of the embankment. Not only that, there are careful arrangements and deployments everywhere in a private house in front to the village on the other side of the shore and the Niutian area.

The people in the houses, fishermen rafting on the water, and farmers who farm in the fields were carefully selected by the Xixia ace pirate forces. With the order of their leader, they immediately became sailors and robbers. They advanced in an orderly manner and retreated without a trace.

The treetops of the thin column willow are glowing white, and the blue sky is reflected on the water surface. A small farm boat docked in front of the hut. A bald monk took off the boat from the trunk and looked to the water surface, as if he was talking to himself: "There are three teams in total, two of which are covers. Which one is real?"

"The Second Branch." The Xixia spy leader next to him responded softly.

"How did you know?" The bald monk rowed the boat as if nothing had happened and walked towards the opposite shore, while covering his face with a dirty cloth.

"Look at the formation of the guards beside these teams, the one who is the most cautious. If you look at the head and mind, it must be true..."

The bald monk had a fish cage and a fishing rod in his hand, and there were five or six small crucian carp in the cage. After thinking for a while, he called a subordinate, walked to the embankment, and hung a piece of white cloth on a branch.

The piece of cloth shone white light on the vast plain, which was very conspicuous. The bald monk slowly walked down the embankment with a fishing rod and cage, threw the fishing line into the river.

When the second crucian carp was hooked, the first team came over. The bald monk did not look up, but just stared at the water surface reflecting the blue sky. The team successfully crossed the bridge and walked towards the other side.

The second team arrived. The bald monk still didn't look up, as if he was completely immersed in fishing. He sat there quietly, staring at the water.

The escort team was about to go up the bridge, suddenly, there was a burst of shouting around, and a group of masters rushed out of the dry reeds and the darkness of the embankment, surrounding the escort team.

"Let the enemy line."

"Don't come here. Otherwise, kill me and don't worry!"

It was like piercing the hornet's nest, and the calm water town suddenly fell into chaos, with swords and swords on the river bank. Those who were chased, those who were chased, shouted, holding swords at each other, holding big swords to guard the sedan chair, and were in a mess.

The two sides confronted each other nervously, and it was difficult to decide the outcome, and no one dared to take it lightly.

At this moment, Xixia disguised herself as a worker in the fields and rebuked the spies and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"

They seemed to be going to watch the fun and ran towards the fighting crowd.

There were nearly twenty small civilian boats on the water approaching the shore. The people on the boat took out the swords and guns hidden in the boat and joined the siege. The strength of strength was clear in a blink of an eye.

The guard team was entangled by the first group of masters, so how could they have time to deal with the new besiegers?

"Guarding to the death—"

"Those who violate the order will be killed!"

There were waves of tragic shouts.

In the sun, the sword is particularly bright.

Seeing that the escort officers were in danger, they also threw down their fishing rods with the Xixia spy leader and the bald monks, actively commanded the battle, and tried their best to kill the escorted team as soon as possible.

At this moment, waves of arrows were rushing towards this side.

The third team escorted the team and the carriage suddenly turned into an arrow formation, and a crossbow was set up from above the carriage, and the first team also turned around and surrounded it.

The situation reversed instantly.

Xixia, who was set up as a hedgehog by the arrow rain, saw that something was wrong, but she still wanted to die with the escorted carriage. They pulled up their longbows and shot arrows at the carriage in the center of the second team.

At the same time, the bald monk who was retreating lifted the slurry, rowed the white waves, and rowed the boat far away desperately.

However, the ship had crossed the heart of the river and mixed with the two previous boats.

"Retreat-" Xixia spyed to the center of the second team, lifting the curtain of the carriage, suddenly saw an empty carriage, and then loudly said behind him, "No one, I've been trapped-"

Before he could finish speaking, the arrows with fire whizzed and made him turn over and fall on the boat under the bridge.

Soon, the boat was filled with fire, spreading everywhere along the wind.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald monk hurriedly removed all over his body, and with a sound of hiking up the river, he entered the river.

However, a pair of cold eyes on the river bank had already issued a gentle order: "Catch the living."

Dozens of people followed and went into the water.

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Chapter completed!