Ning Xiaoxiang stood in the crowd, wearing a soap-colored coarse cloth shirt and straw sandals, looking at the Sifang Mansion across the long street.
People were shouting and sweating like rain all around, and the Sifang Mansion where the Yu Clan was staying was completely surrounded, as if a raging sea tide was sweeping over an isolated island.
In addition to the common people in the city, Ning Xiaoxiang also discovered that many servants from wealthy families were mixed in, some were subordinates of the young masters such as Xie Xuan and Zhou Chu, some were fanatical supporters of the Six Bamboo Forest Masters, and there were also a large number of women who pursued Yuan An's beauty.
...In addition, there are some people with ulterior motives who are mixed in to stir up trouble.
Ning Xiaoxiang knew in his heart that His Majesty was trying to revitalize the royal power, and the Taoists were extremely dissatisfied. They took this opportunity to push some aristocratic families to cause trouble, attack His Majesty's authority, and embarrass the court.
A young man dressed as a fisherman shouted while squeezing past him, carrying a wet bamboo basket. Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at it quietly, and saw that there were no fish in the basket, only about a dozen green fish.
Black small river crab.
Failure to catch a fish meant that the assassination failed. Ning Xiaoxiang sighed silently, and the soft smile on his lips did not diminish at all.
After a while, a detailed record of the imprisonment and assassination of Yuan An was quietly delivered to him.
The entire assassination operation was decided and initiated by him alone. This is also the most enviable power of the Tianluo Guard: as long as it is beneficial to national affairs, he can do it cheaply, kill first and then report, there are no taboos.
A dead private son can allow the court to resolve the dilemma and allow the Yu Clan to retreat with satisfaction, and it will not damage the face of the family and the Taoist sect. Dealing with the aftermath is not difficult, it is just a matter of finding someone from the Yuan family to take care of it.
Scapegoat, used as a means of family strife.
Therefore, he personally used an extremely secret force to sneak into the imperial prison and assassinate Yuan An.
He thought that Yuan An was unarmed, but unexpectedly, an extra sword appeared inexplicably, causing the operation to completely fail. Ning Xiaoxiang thought about it and concluded that Gao Qingyue should have managed to send this sword to Tingwei's prison, and he was the only one.
Only teachers have this ability.
"Release Yuan An!" "Get the Yu clan out of Dajin!" "I would rather die standing than live on my knees!" The sea of people waved their arms like a forest, and angry shouts came one after another. Ning Xiaoxiang wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Zhu, raised his head and looked directly at the scorching sun at noon.
The scorching sun in the hot summer is particularly dazzling. When the clouds on all sides approach, they are like being melted into balls of bright molten iron. Ning Xiaoxiang stared at it for a while, his eyes unblinking.
Gao Qingyue's position of power in the Jin Dynasty is also at its peak, and it is too dazzling to look directly at. Since she has held the powerful position of Tianluo Guard, her differences with him have become more and more serious. The teacher only wants an obedient student, but how can anyone be willing to wear the bridle?
And reins, how about being a cow and a horse for the rest of your life?
Ning Xiaoxiang lowered his head and slowly squeezed out of the crowd, a trace of sadness as light as a shadow flashed across his smile.
"Despicable short-lived species, get out of here!" "A bunch of lawless slaves, do you want to destroy the country and destroy the species?" Several Yu clan warriors appeared on the wall of the mansion, holding their swords in their hands, and shouted harshly.
The crowd suddenly became furious, with the people yelling curses, throwing rotten eggs, rotten vegetables, and throwing mud and stone balls at them like a rainstorm. The crowd began to push, and someone took advantage of the chaos to pass through the wall of Jinwu guards and soldiers, and grabbed the weeping willow outside the mansion with both hands.
Leap to the high wall and attack the mansion.
"Looking for death!" A Yu tribe warrior laughed ferociously, and the long sword was unsheathed. Half of the blade was pulled out and broke with a "click". It was abruptly interrupted by a stone, and only half of the sword hilt was pulled out. The civilians who climbed the tree also
He was hit on the ankle by a stone and fell down.
Ning Xiaoxiang frowned slightly and closed his fingers. Once there were casualties, a shocking civil uprising would inevitably occur. The Yu Clan mission would be wiped out by the out-of-control crowd, and the Jin Dynasty would also face the danger of national collapse.
"Quick, quick, stop these unruly people!" The face of Colonel Sili, who was responsible for the protection, changed color. The soldiers held their shields high and rushed into the crowd. The civilians cursed and resisted, and the place became more and more chaotic, as if a boiling volcanic crater was about to erupt violently.
of magma.
A Tianluo Guard rushed over: "Sir, if this continues, there will be chaos. Should we take action and kill a few untouchables first?"
Ning Xiaoxiang glanced at him with a smile, and Tianluowei felt a chill in his heart. He knew that he had said something wrong, and he didn't know where he said it wrong. He just lowered his head and bowed, not daring to say anything more.
"Have the batch of rangers arrived yet?" Ning Xiaoxiang asked after being silent for a while.
"They are all here. They have blended into the crowd and will start immediately."
"Just keep an eye on it. Don't make the scene too ugly and don't kill any people. Otherwise, those scholar-bureaucrats like Ji Kang will be in trouble. But you must remember to finish the task and don't overstep. After all, this is the duty of the Sili Colonel.
We are only responsible for supervising internal affairs."
"My subordinates understand. Sir, they have begun!"
"The water is leaking, the water is leaking!" Suddenly, thick black smoke emerged from the crowd and spread rapidly in all directions, causing everyone to cough, shed tears, and hide here and there.
"Quickly give way, everyone, please give way, or you will burn someone!" A young man with a thin stature and flexible eyebrows rushed out of the long street carrying two buckets of water, waving the buckets left and right, and splashing water on the crowd without hesitation, attracting a crowd of people.
Everyone screamed and ducked, and the scene was chaotic.
"Sir, this boy's name is Ju Meng. He is a well-known figure among the rangers. He and another man named Guo Xie are both the right-hand men of Selang. Ju Meng is young and likes to play. He is one of the young rogues in Jiankang City.
Everyone likes to follow him." Tian Luowei introduced.
Ning Xiaoxiang carefully examined Ju Meng. The young man's hands and feet were nimble, his muscles were naturally flexible, and he had some foundation in martial arts. Unfortunately, his movements were complicated, and his footwork occasionally made fatal mistakes. It was obvious that he had not undergone orthodox training, nor had he practiced first-class martial arts.
Martial arts skills.
"Burn people to death! Burn people to death!"
In the billowing smoke, Ning Xiaoxiang saw a thick black man pulling a cart and rushing through it, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable. The cart was filled with burning dry grass and dry firewood, which fell to the ground and was kicked by him again.
When I got up, balls of fire were flying and the choking black-red smoke was flying everywhere, quickly filling the area.
The crowd was drowned in the vast fireworks, and they could only hear a continuous stream of scolding, crying, stamping, pushing and falling...
"It's time to put out the fire, get out of the way!" Hundreds of young scoundrels were running around, holding big smelly urine buckets in their hands, shouting, and pouring the overnight urine on the fire, forcing them to
Everyone screamed in panic, and the birds and beasts scattered in all directions.
Several wealthy men stepped forward to stop them. As soon as the two sides came into contact, the gangsters spat blood from their mouths and fell to the ground twitching. The gangsters nearby immediately shouted: "It's killing people. Report to the official. Someone is killing people. They're dead!" The soldiers under Sili Xiaowei immediately surrounded them and forcibly took both sides away.
"Sir, this black man is Guo Xie. He has always been ruthless. I heard that he killed an authentic disciple of the Demon Sect before and learned many powerful techniques." Tian Luowei pointed at the thick black man and continued to talk to Ning Xiaoxiang.
Report.
"This is a cruel person." Ning Xiaoxiang smiled. This kind of person is always brave and cruel, and dares to make a big deal about killing sect disciples. Most likely he will not live long. He looked around and stopped suddenly.
.
At the corner of the long street, a tall young man with a green coat open, exposing his muscular chest, leaned lazily against the wall.
"Sir, that is the leader of more than a thousand rangers, the boss of the market, and the underworld leader of Jiankang City - Selang." Tianluo Weidao.
Selang was wearing a straw hat, holding a thin grass root in his mouth, chewing it carelessly, with a cynical smile on his face. He had a voluptuous woman in each arm, and he was playing tricks on both sides, making fun of her.
The moment Ning Xiaoxiang's eyes fell on the young man, the other man felt the same, and his eyes turned to Ning Xiaoxiang. The two looked at each other, their eyes passing by inadvertently, as if the other was just an ordinary passerby. p>
Ning Xiaoxiang walked slowly to the side of the road. The chaotic flow of people passed by him, everyone was in a mess, and their clothes were stained with wet yellow and white feces and urine. The burning straw and firewood were put out one after another, but the smoke became thicker.
It was rising and emptying, and it was hard to see anything around for a while.
The crowd on the street was dispersed, and from time to time there were dull knocking sounds, followed by short screams. Many rogues dragged large sacks, and the outlines of human figures were highlighted in the sacks, squirming slightly, and dragged out on the ground.