Chapter 234 Shen Qingyu: Do you also want to imitate Hu Weiyong and be tickled to death?
The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the autumn sounds are heard.
Li Laoer breathed a sigh of relief at the blade, pulled the sleeve of his ragged cotton-padded jacket to wipe the mist from the blade in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.
He was a swordsman raised in the palace of the King of Han. He was fed and served by the King of Han every day. The King of Han raised him because he wanted him to kill people for the King of Han at critical moments.
This time he killed a high-ranking official, but Li Laoer didn't care. To him, officials, big and small, were all the same. They were all dead. In the face of death, all living beings were equal.
Even if you are the emperor, you still have to go see the Buddha if you are stabbed by me like this.
Feeling the thick darkness of night, Li Laoer climbed over the wall of the Chief Envoy's Yamen. He bent over and took out the dirty drawings from his sleeves, nodding slightly.
Once you find the right place, you just need to find someone.
After finishing this job, the money given by Prince Han was enough for him to go to Hongxiang Tower to find the oiran girl for a month, which was very satisfying.
Following the path, Li Lao Er sneaked into the room where the Chief Minister lived. He licked his fingers and poked a hole in the paper window. Under the moonlight like a silver curtain, Li Lao Er
Er could vaguely see a figure sleeping soundly on the couch.
Although Li Laoer couldn't see clearly who was lying on the couch because of the dark light, he concluded that this person should be Song Yeji, the chief envoy of Shandong.
"Sir Song, you sleep so soundly. It's also good that I, Old Li, will give you a ride in your sleep, so that you won't be frightened."
Li Laoer carefully pushed the window open without making any sound, rolled into the room, held the knife and walked towards the person on the couch.
Suddenly, Li Laoer felt a chill on the back of his neck and a breeze. Without hesitation, he subconsciously knelt forward, and a few hairs fell down lightly from his scalp.
Li Laoer's forehead was covered with sweat. He looked up and saw that the man on the couch had already stood up, holding an exquisite embroidered spring knife. His face was young and delicate, and his eyes were cold.
Wait, immature?
Damn it, isn't Song Yeji a bad old man? Why is he a young man!
Damn it, you’re trapped!
Li Laoer made a quick decision, knelt on his knees and shouted: "Hero, spare your life! The King of Han sent me here, I am innocent!"
Shen Qingyu held the Xiuchun Dao in his hand and was stunned for a moment: "Why did the King of Han send a idiot like you to assassinate Song Yeji?"
Li Lao Er said righteously: "You can't say that. I, Lao Li, am not the kind of person who gives in easily. It's really that you are too mighty. As a kid, I fell in love with you and admired you in my heart."
Just like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, which are surging and thunderous, if you were born in the former Song Dynasty, you would be the timely rain on the Song River, and I would be the black whirlwind Li Kui who follows you as a follower. If you don’t dislike me, I would like to worship you as my adoptive father!"
Shen Qingyu held her forehead, he had never seen such a shameless person.
Do you really have no face at all?
Shen Qingyu grasped the key point and asked: "You mean, the King of Han asked you to assassinate Song Yeji, right?"
Li Laoer's words stopped abruptly and he asked tentatively: "Sir, what do you mean by this?"
"It's not interesting, I just want to ask you your name."
Shen Qingyu took out the Book of Impermanence that Jin Yiwei carried with him and said gently, "Give me a name and I'll give you a way to survive. How about that?"
Li Laoer said happily: "I really don't understand what the adults are talking about. Please give me some advice."
Shen Qingyu immediately pointed to the Book of Impermanence in his hand and said: "Okay, then I will remind you, tell me, who asked you to kill Song Yeji, was it the King of Han? If you are really a smart man,
You know how to answer me, and I will give you time to think about it."
At this point, Shen Qingyu had to lament the depth of his prince's calculations.
Pretending to seek peace with the King of Han, King Qi used Song Yeji as bait. King Qi had already calculated that given the temper of the Han King, he would not have any back-and-forth with Song Yeji, but he eagerly wanted to use Song Yeji's head to vent his anger.
And King Qi relied on this to let Shen Qingyu and Song Yeji switch over in advance. If the King of Han was not impulsive, then there would be no loss to King Qi. But if it really happened, then King Han would really be caught by King Qi.
A list was to capture the power of the King of Han in Shandong; and now asking for clues from Li Laoer's mouth was to capture the tail of the King of Han himself.
The King of Han seemed to have been put in danger several times, but this was not the case. After all, every time, his men were thrown out as victims to prevent disasters, while the King of Han himself never had any accidents.
Even though the King of Han was the emperor's heir, he was unwilling to face the crime of assassinating a second-rank official.
Li Laoer couldn't understand this, but he knew one thing. If he sold the King of Han now, he would really die without a burial place.
The king of Han had ten thousand ways to kill him.
"You are afraid that the King of Han will kill you, right?"
Shen Qingyu saw through Li Laoer's inner thoughts and gently tapped the Impermanence Book in his hand, "If you have seen Jin Yiwei, you should know what this is in my hand. Every Jin Yiwei will carry this book with them.
Now, people can die, but Ben must chase after him."
Li Laoer said solemnly: "I was once fortunate enough to fight against an adult from the Jinyi Guards, so I naturally recognize what this is. This book is called the Impermanence Book, and the Jinyiwei will record the names of the guilty and their charges in the Impermanence Book.
A person with such a bad name will never live. Therefore, the Jin Yiwei is also called the Soul Seducer, and this book is also called the Book of Impermanence."
"Since you recognize me, you should. I am a royal guard who eats royal food."
Shen Qingyu smiled calmly and said, "You are afraid of the person behind you because if you sell it, he will definitely want to kill you. But you should have heard of Jin Yiwei's Zhao Prison. Once you enter Zhao Prison, you will die even if you want to."
Difficult, do you want to be hunted down by the master behind you, or do you want to suffer a lifetime of nightmare torture in Zhao Prison?"
Li Laoer thought to himself: "I don't want either one! What the hell are the choices? One is death, the other is life worse than death. I choose a bird!"
However, it was not her choice at this time, but Shen Qingyu's aggressive attitude.
Li Laoer had already had the idea of a desperate fight in his heart, and the hand hidden behind his back had quietly grasped the handle of the knife.
Shen Qingyu still had a gentle smile on her face and looked at Li Laoer calmly: "If I were you, I should put down the knife at this time and place it gently on the ground."
From behind the screen in the room, two tall and strong men walked out, holding steel knives and looking at Li Laoer with evil expressions.
Jin Yiwei had already prepared an ambush in advance, and Shen Qingyu was not the only one to ambush.
This gang of imperial hawks behaves like the most ordinary royal guards on missions, and they will be in small groups, let alone a Qianhu official like Shen Qingyu.
Those who can fight in groups will never fight alone, those who can play dirty will never play tricks on others, and those who can kill will never talk nonsense. These are Jin Yiwei's three rules of conduct.
Although Li Laoer is a hobbiter, he actually has the same advantages as a royal prince.
——He, like Prince Zhao, listens to advice.
Li Laoer immediately put down the knife and kicked it far away: "You may not believe it, but I said I just wanted to scratch it with the back of the knife."
Shen Qingyu casually held the charcoal pen and drew vaguely on the impermanence book: "Do you know who the last prime minister in history was? In our Ming Dynasty, it was Hu Weiyong during the Hongwu period. His reputation is incredible.
Great, not because of the great things he has done, but because Grandpa Taizu loves him. Grandpa Taizu is such a considerate person. He knew that Hu Weiyong was ticklish, so he specially gave Hu Weiyong a ticklish death.
He smeared his body with honey and hung him from a tree, letting the insects and ants crawl and bite him, and finally itched Hu Weiyong to death. This was the first time in the world. Of course, these are all rumors, and I don't know.
Whether the matter is true or not, but I can guarantee that if your name is recorded in this book of life and death, I can guarantee that you will be tickled to death."
The charcoal pencil was drawing on the book of life and death, but he was still reluctant to put pen to paper. This also made Li Laoer feel nervous and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
He knew that at this time, he could either sell the King of Han and let the King of Han's name be recorded in the Book of Life and Death, or his own name could be recorded in the Book of Life and Death.
Although the Jin Yiwei in front of you doesn't know his name, Jin Yiwei has never been reasonable in his work. He will be tied into a sack and sent to the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen, the capital. Being imprisoned in Zhao Prison will be torture in the dark.
Li Laoer knew how much he weighed, so he would definitely not be able to withstand the interrogation in Zhao Prison. There would be no difference between it then and now, except that he would endure the same torture of bone-breaking and marrow-sucking in Zhao Prison.
"I confess, it was the King of Han who asked me to do this!"
Li Laoer's instinct to listen to advice showed up again, and he immediately gave in.
My fellow Taoist is dead but I am a poor Taoist. I, Li Laoer, ask the Prince of Han to die!
Shen Qingyu got what she wanted, and with a smile, she wrote down the name of King Han in the Book of Impermanence, and asked: "Go on, tell me clearly, what did King Han ask you to do, and how did he ask you to do it?"
Li Laoer had sold the King of Han, and he didn't mind continuing to sell: "The King of Han asked me to kill Song Yeji, the chief envoy of Shandong. He gave me the drawings of the chief envoy and where Song Yeji lived. I was like this
Everything you do is under the instructions of the King of Han and has nothing to do with me, sir!"
Shen Qingyu recorded what Li Lao Er said in the Impermanence Book one by one. After reading it again and confirming that there were no mistakes, she waved to the Jin Yiwei on the side: "I have obtained the confession. Take this person down as a witness."
Seeing that Jin Yiwei was about to detain him, Li Laoer hurriedly asked: "Sir, do you still have a chance after reading this?"
"You have to fight for the opportunity. Whether you can survive or not depends on your cooperation."
Shen Qingyu chuckled and said, "At least you are very cooperative now, right?"
Li Laoer understood Shen Qingyu's implication, breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Jin Yiwei obediently.
After the people left, Shen Qingyu looked behind the screen: "Sir Song, have you heard everything that should be heard?"
Song Yeji walked out from behind the screen with a gloomy expression: "No word left. Song heard it clearly. What a prince of the Han Dynasty. Fortunately, I gave Prince Qi the box of gold, otherwise I would have been there by now."
It was this swordsman who killed his soul."
He gave King Qi a box of gold to show his willingness to submit to King Qi's palace. It was precisely because of this box of gold that Shen Qingyu came forward to stop the swordsman today.
Song Yeji was lucky that he defected to King Qi. He calculated that the King of Han would take revenge on him, but he never expected that the revenge would come so quickly.
This also made Mr. Song panic a little. After escaping one disaster, there is still another disaster. The King of Han's revenge will not stop because Li Laoer broke his halberd and fell into the sand. Shen Qingyu can block it for him this time, but it does not mean that Shen Qingyu can stop it for him.
Qing Yuneng has been blocking him. These Jin Yiwei will return to Jinling City sooner or later, but Song Yehui has always stayed in Shandong.
The only way to survive is to give up the position of chief envoy and flee Shandong. However, Song Yeji has fought bloody battles for this position for twenty years. He is now in his twilight years and has no time to go elsewhere. He will not
It is possible to give up the position of chief minister.
Song Yeji cupped his hands and said, "I would also like to ask Shen Qianhu to convey my gratitude to Prince Qi for me. Prince Qi has come to my aid. I am very grateful."
Shen Qingyu nodded slightly: "Shen will convey it to Mr. Song."
He has done everything. Next, it depends on how Prince Qi of Jinling City plans to put an end to this matter.
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In Jinling City, Zhu Gaojie placed the secret letter on the flame of the candlestick. The flame followed the corner of the paper and gradually burned the secret letter. His eyes stared at the floating black ashes, and there was deep darkness flowing in his eyes.
A Qi said with emotion: "I have all the witnesses and physical evidence in hand. Now, you can kill the King of Han."
"Press the King of Han to death? No, this is not enough." Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said, "Now we still need a perfect curtain call."
A Qi asked curiously: "What are your plans next?"
Zhu Gaojie said: "The King of Han is not the kind of person who is willing to accept his fate. He will not let Shen Qingyu take Li Laoer back to the capital. I am afraid there will be a big mess this time. It doesn't matter, I will take action."
Zhu Gaojie immediately asked, "Do you still remember the assassination we encountered when we were in Jiaozhi?"
A Qi has a good memory and blurted out: "Of course I remember. At that time, you and I plus Lu Chaoyang were besieged by hundreds of southwest rebels. It was such a bloody battle. Later I found out that it was the King of Han who sold us
, he controlled the members of the Southwest Army remotely and handed over the information of the Pioneer Battalion to the rebels. In exchange, the Southwest Rebels promised to help the King of Han get rid of you."
"You remember it very clearly. I also remember this incident. I said at that time that I hold a grudge very much and sooner or later the King of Han will have to pay the price for this incident."
Zhu Gaojie said in a cold voice, "Now, it is time for the King of Han to pay the price."
It is well known that King Qi holds grudges, but what they don't know is how much King Qi can hold a grudge.
Driving the King of Han out of Jinling City was just an appetizer. Zhu Gaojie never thought of letting the King of Han go.
Good second brother, good second brother, my younger brother is here to take your life!
When you thought about killing your brother and me, did you ever think that today I would hold a sword against your chest, and if you take one step forward, you would be beyond redemption?
Zhu Gaojie cast down a fishing net, and his goal was very clear, which was to firmly trap the Han Palace in the net.