After leaving the restaurant, they called a mule cart and headed towards the east of the capital. All the dignitaries lived in the east of the city, where the imperial city was located and where the six imperial offices were gathered. The streets were wide and pedestrians
There aren't many, and they are spread all over the deep mansions and courtyards, but it is not a good place for an ambush. Even if you succeed, you will not be able to escape.
In the mule carriage, Luo Wei held a sketch in his hand and pointed to Yuan Feng: "Blue Fang's carriage comes out from here, and its destination is here. It is best for us to set up an ambush here."
A smile appeared on Yuan Feng's lips: "Master Luo, this ambush point is not good enough. It is an empty straight road. There will be no place to run after we succeed. I think it is better to change it to this place." He pointed to another location on the sketch with his finger.
"But..." Luo Wei still wanted to argue, but Yuan Feng couldn't help but instruct his men: "Go and catch the car." Luo Wei's face changed slightly, but he restrained himself: "Brother Yuan, I think this place is connected in all directions, and you can escape quickly after you get it.
My little brother is still inexperienced, haha."
Dry laughter couldn't cover up Luo Wei's panic, and Yuan Feng felt even more strange. He looked at the driver through the gap in the hood of the car. The sun was protruding, and he was also a practitioner.
Since it is a trap, you cannot avoid it. People are holding back bad ideas to harm you. It is impossible to avoid them. You can only use them to see who is causing the trouble.
The mule cart arrived at the location designated by Yuan Feng and stopped in the alley between the two mansions. The alley was deep and quiet, with high walls on both sides and tall trees. The shadows covered the mule cart. There were very few vehicles on the street and it was eerily quiet.
Time passed by, Luo Wei's lips were a little dry, and he trembled as he went to get the wine bottle. Yuan Feng frowned and said, "Why haven't you come yet?"
Luo Wei was about to answer when suddenly there was a faint sound of horse hooves. The horses' hooves and the iron-clad wheels made a rhythmic sound on the bluestone paved road in the capital. Luo Wei's eyes lit up: "Here we come, you guys get on first.
I have to go."
He was about to get out of the car and run away, but Yuan Feng had already grabbed him by the neck: "Don't panic, let's see if it's the carriage from the Minister's Mansion."
Luo Wei had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to sit in the car, looking at the street through the raised tarp. Not long after, the carriage arrived. It was an ordinary blue woolen four-wheeler, followed by four horseback riders.
The retinue, with a sword on his waist, looked arrogant.
"Yes, it's Lan Fang, do it quickly!" Luo Wei urged anxiously.
"Don't panic, just wait and see." Yuan Feng remained unmoved.
Just watching the carriage pass by, Yuan Feng never gave the order to take action. Luo Wei became anxious: "I thought you were righteous men, but I didn't know you were people who were greedy for life and afraid of death. I, Luo Wei, thought you were wrong. You let me
Come on, I'll do it myself!" Now you have to grab the weapon and jump under the mule cart.
"Okay, stop acting. This is not the carriage of Lan Shangshu's family at all. It is clearly a carriage that came out of the palace in disguise. Who sent you here?"
A sharp-edged knife was placed across Luo Wei's neck. Just as the trainer tried to move, he was restrained.
Suddenly the situation suddenly changed. Arrows rained down from the sound of bowstrings. Dozens of arrows were shot from the walls on both sides of the road, turning the carriage into a hornet's nest. The horse pulling the carriage fell to the ground with a mournful cry and died, and the four guards fell to the ground.
He reacted a little faster, swung his sword to deflect the arrow, and shouted hoarsely throughout the streets: "Here, there is an assassin!"
Luo Wei suddenly moved, lunged out with both feet, and shouted: "The assassin is here!" He moved very quickly, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't move faster than Yuan Feng, so he grabbed his back collar and lifted him back.
, slashed his neck with his palm, knocking him unconscious directly. The handlebar also wanted to move, but was stabbed in the waist and eye with a knife. The pain was so painful that he couldn't even hum. He fell under the car and died after moving a few times.
But that sound was enough. Suddenly, torches appeared everywhere, and many sergeants rushed out from nowhere, shouting loudly to catch the assassins who were plotting to assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince.
I knew it was a game, but I didn't expect it to be so big, and His Royal Highness the current Crown Prince was involved in it. If there was anyone in the carriage, it might have turned into a blood gourd. Yuan Feng had already been prepared, abandoned the mule cart, and carried
The unconscious Luo Wei walked some distance deeper into the alley, got into another nondescript carriage, and almost left the scene.
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"Wow!" A bucket of water was poured on Lowe's head, waking him up from his coma. When he looked up, he was hanging naked in a dark secret room. The room was not big, there were no windows, and there was only a door leading to the top.
On the stairs, a red-hot stove was placed in the center of the room, with several iron drills stuck in the charcoal fire.
A middle-aged man in his thirties was staring at him with a smile and said politely: "Are you awake?"
"Who are you? How dare you kidnap me?" Luo Wei asked angrily, and struggled hard, but his arms were hung high and his legs were tied together, so he could only struggle in vain.
"It's my turn to ask you, who are you?" The man was still polite.
"This young master is the son of the Minister of Industry, Fourth Young Master Luo Weiluo! If you let me go as soon as possible, my father can save your life, otherwise, huh!"
Luo Wei's threats had no effect at all. The man smiled contemptuously: "You are not Luo Wei at all, you are just an imposter. The real Fourth Young Master Luo is still at home studying."
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Luo Wei's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth and stopped talking. The man smiled slightly, took out a leather box, and slowly opened it. Inside were various instruments made of fine steel. They were extremely cold and sharp, and the shapes were quite weird. Looking at
It's chilling.
"These are my good friends. Let me introduce them to you. This hook is used to hook out your tongue, this drill is used to open holes in the bones, and this knife is for respect.
It’s a private room. I won’t go into details about what to do, for fear of scaring you. How about you confess honestly, or let my friends get intimate with you.”
Although there was a stove in the room, cold sweat broke out on Luo Wei's back. He looked at the various torture instruments in the room with fear and said: "I am from Zhan Shifu, are you from the second prince or the third prince?"
, everyone is their own master, please don’t make it so rigid, okay? Things are changing, and no one will have a chance to use him in the future. Let me go, and everything will be easy to talk about."
"Haha, I can't see that you are still a talented person. Tell me everything you know."
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Not long after, a confession was placed in front of the Yuan Dynasty cover. It turned out that the so-called fourth son of the Minister of Industry, Luo Wei, was an impostor. His real identity was Xima Luo Tianqiang of the Zhan Shifu. He followed the orders from above and set up a trap.
Lure the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu to send personnel to the capital to assassinate the prince, thereby triggering a huge coup and attacking political enemies.
No wonder someone still fired arrows to block the carriage even though Yuan Feng and others did not take action. This was a cruel trick. Even if the protagonist was missing, it would still have to be played. In any case, Fan Liangchen, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, sent troops to Beijing to plot the assassination of the prince.
I can't run away.
If nothing unexpected happens, Yuan Feng's residence will be raided soon, Zhou Ziqing will also be implicated, and Fan Liangchen's position as governor of Shaanxi and Gansu will not be preserved. After all, the assassination of the crown prince is a major event, and the emperor cannot remain indifferent.
However, after waiting for two days, no action was seen from the court. Except for the courtyard that Zhou Ziqing lent to Yuan Feng to live in was searched by Jing Zhaoyin's detectives, everything was calm. No one even mentioned it in the teahouses and restaurants on the streets.
The murder that day.
Beijing is really a wonderful place.
The calmer the surface is, the more turbulent the waves are under the water. In the past few days, Yuan Feng has been living in the river house secretly purchased by the Military Command Division, and Zhan Shifu's Xima is imprisoned in the cellar. Recently, the East Palace
People must be searching for him everywhere, and a secret war has begun.
In the early hours of the morning, Yuan Feng's door was suddenly pushed open, and Ye Tang reported urgently at the door: "Master, we are surrounded."
After all, this is their home field, and no matter how secretive they are, they cannot be foolproof. Yuan Feng was already prepared. While grabbing his saber and walking out, he asked: "How many officers, soldiers or plainclothes are there?"
"There are more than thirty people in plain clothes who can be seen, and I don't know how many more are behind me. They despised their duties and let them touch the door of their house." Ye Tang said sadly.
Yuan Feng was not panicked. There were fifteen masters in this secret stronghold, and all of them were as good as ten. He calmly ordered: "Rush out in batches later and meet at stronghold No. 3."
It was just dawn, and the winter in the south of the Yangtze River was so cold and humid that it penetrated the bones. Even holding a sheepskin coat felt cold. Not even the barking of dogs could be heard outside, only the faint crowing of chickens in the distance. Fifteen men were already waiting, and Luo Tianqiang also
He was escorted out, but his face did not have the joy of being rescued. Instead, it was covered with a layer of pale white, an expression that only a dying person would have.
A man was lying behind the door, peering out through the crack in the door. On the cold street, dozens of men in casual clothes were silently approaching the small courtyard. They all wore thin-soled fast boots and made no sound at all as they walked on the road.
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"Hurry and leave through the back door. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Luo Tianqiang suddenly said.
"Why are you so worried? They are here to save you." Ye Tang patted Luo Tianqiang's face with a knife.
"Oh, they are not, they are..." Luo Tianqiang hesitated to speak, impatient.
Ye Tang still wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly a voice above his head sounded: "It's too late for you to leave."
I looked up and saw that there were already three people standing on the roof of the hall. They were holding swords in their hands and dressed the same as those outside.
With a flick of the brush, several hand crossbows were raised, but this one was faster. He jumped up and all the crossbow arrows were missed. Three long swords were unsheathed and they came straight towards Luo Tianqiang. Sure enough, they were going to rob someone.
The men from the Military Command Department drew their swords and fought with them until they reached a point, but as soon as they exchanged blows, they realized that they were not the same at all. They were the masters of the martial arts. Although the swordsmanship of the people in the army was sharp, it was like child's play in front of their eyes.
At this time, the people outside also came in. In the small courtyard, there were flashes of swords and swords, mixed with the sound of one or two muskets. The man from the Military Command Department was at a disadvantage this time, and was completely suppressed. The opponent's attacks were extremely ruthless, and the weapons were also occupied.
The advantage is that it is either a sword that is as sharp as clay or a long-handled Japanese sword. The ordinary swords of the Xiliang men cannot be resisted. Fortunately, there are a few muskets that can resist one or two.
The people of Xiliang retreated while fighting. Fortunately, Yuan Feng took the lead to clear the way. Although those mysterious swordsmen were highly skilled in martial arts, they could not pass a few moves in front of him. However, Yuan Feng only had one person and could not take care of so many people. He escorted Luo Tianqiang's two men.
One person stabbed the opponent to death, and several swordsmen rushed over and held Luo Tianqiang tightly. Only one person shouted: "Quickly pick off his jaw."
Yuan Feng subconsciously looked back and saw Luo Tianqiang smiling at him with a gray face. The smile was very weird. He gritted his teeth and tilted his head, and he was actually dead.
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