Ding Zuopeng nodded with satisfaction, put his hand on Xue Lin's shoulder, and said, "I can rest assured that you are doing the work."
Xue Lin looked excited. Although Ding Zuopeng was his godfather, he had been very strict with him for a long time. He did not necessarily need to be rewarded for his merits, but he would be severely punished if he did something wrong. If he said so sincerely today, it would be like the sun rising from the west.
It made his heart feel numb and comfortable as if he had experienced an electric shock.
Xue Lin glanced at Ding Zuopeng's features and couldn't help but think of an old incident that lingered in his mind. His mother used to be the servant girl of the old lady of the Ding family, named Song Xiuer. She somehow got pregnant and married a
A bachelor surnamed Xue later gave birth to Xue Lin. This incident is almost known to everyone. Xue Lin was called a bastard by the villagers since he was a child, until he met Ding Zuopeng at a glance and recognized him as his adopted son.
, others dare not say anything at this point, but there are many people who secretly call him a bastard. Just when Xue Lin thought that he would have to bear the title of bastard for the rest of his life, a turning point occurred. One time, the old housekeeper of Ding Mansion got drunk and said
He opened his mouth and said that the person who made Song Xiuer pregnant was none other than Ding Zuopeng. This was also the reason why Ding Zuopeng later insisted on recognizing him as his godson. Xue Lin didn't know whether he was happy or sad when he heard this.
When he went to ask the old housekeeper again, he found that the old housekeeper had died of illness. This matter was hidden in his heart. He did not dare to ask Ding Zuopeng whether the matter was true or not, but in his heart, Ding Zuopeng had already regarded Ding Zuopeng as his biological father, so these years
There was never any complaint before and after the saddle, and there was never any second-guessing.
Xue Lin suddenly felt panicked, as if something was about to happen, and couldn't help but said: "Godfather, you have to take good care of yourself. The city is so chaotic, so be careful around you."
Ding Zuopeng was startled, then said unconcernedly: "I'm at home, there's nothing to worry about. But you often show your face outside, and you do sinful things, so you must pay attention to your safety."
Xue Lin's eye sockets felt hot, and he patted his chest hard and said, "Don't worry, godfather, I will be careful."
After talking for a while, Xue Lin left Ding's house.
At the same time, a rough woman with small feet came in from the back door of Ding's house and went straight to the room where Ding Zuopeng was. When she arrived at the door of the room, she pretended to be passing by and walked to the corner of the corridor.
Butler Liu was guarding the door with several male servants and maids. After meeting the rough lady, Butler Liu took a few steps and walked towards the corner of the corridor. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw the rough lady standing there with an expressionless face.
He looked anxiously at the rough lady and asked, "How is my family?"
The rough lady took out a silver longevity lock from her sleeve, flashed it in front of Butler Liu, and said in an inaudible voice: "Your wife and children are safe for the time being. As long as I complete the task, I will be safe."
No damage.”
Butler Liu stood blankly for a long time with a complicated expression, then gritted his teeth and whispered: "I'll push them away later. It's up to you whether you can go in or not."
The rough lady nodded and watched Butler Liu leave.
Butler Liu returned to the door and found a way to send the servants away. At this time, the rough lady came over with brisk steps, passed by Butler Liu, and opened the curtain and entered the room.
In the room, Ding Zuopeng was concentrating on painting. When he finished his painting and was appreciating the painting, he suddenly heard the breathing of another person beside him. He looked up suddenly and saw that an unfamiliar rough lady came in at some time.
, couldn't help but frown and said: "Who let you in?"
The rough lady lowered her eyebrows and quickly approached Ding Zuopeng with her little feet. She whispered softly: "Master, I have something important to tell you."
Ding Zuopeng saw the rough messenger's wife acting strangely, and couldn't help but feel alarmed. He was about to open his mouth to call someone. At this moment, the rough messenger's wife suddenly waved her hand forward, and there seemed to be a blade between her fingers. Ding Zuopeng moved back involuntarily.
He raised his neck, but his throat still felt cold, and then a burst of blood spurted out from his neck, pouring on the unfinished oil painting, rendering it even brighter.
The rough lady got away with a blow and quickly walked away. When she came out, the servants had not come back yet. Seeing that she came out so quickly, Butler Liu was about to step forward to ask, but the rough lady hurriedly said to him: "If you want to survive, hurry up."
Leave Ding Mansion quickly, your wife and children are in Tianjia Lane."
Butler Liu was stunned and rushed into the room, only to see Ding Zuopeng lying in a pool of blood. He felt frightened and deeply guilty, so he quickly exited the room. At this time, the servant guarding the door came back, and he forced
Zuo calmly stood in front of the door and said to the servants: "The master is painting inside. No one is allowed to come in and disturb without the master's instructions. Do you understand?"
The servants all said yes, and Butler Liu quietly left the Ding Mansion, traveling unimpeded.
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"Dong dong..."
A rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded in a secluded house. After a while, the door inside suddenly opened, and a man walked in. He hurried into the house and said to Yang Shihou inside: "Captain, the militia group is here."
The search is almost here, we need to move quickly."
The investigation team leader Yang Shihou was extremely calm and asked: "Have the intelligence agents from all places returned?"
The man said: "Eighty percent of the intelligence agents have returned. Only two people are isolated in the north of the city. One person was arrested by the militia and thrown into prison. His life or death is unknown."
"We must prevent people in prison from leaking information." Yang Shihou said coldly.
"Captain, don't worry, our people have been developed in the prison. If necessary, we can shut him up." The man said viciously.
"Don't use this method unless it's absolutely necessary."
Yang Shihou warned and asked, "How is the situation in the county government?"
The man said solemnly: "The militia has surrounded the county government office, and our intelligence agents are unable to spread the news. However, according to information obtained from other sources, County Magistrate Mei Changyuan may be involved with the Red Spear, otherwise the militia will never
We dare not openly surround the county government."
"This news is very important and needs to be reported to the company commander as soon as possible," Yang Shihou said.
"There is another news. During this period of time, we were monitoring Ding Mansion and found some people acting suspiciously. They seem to be related to the Red Gun." Hanzi said.
"I want actual intelligence judgments, not seemingly possible guesses." Yang Shihou scolded.
The man Nuonuo said yes and said loudly: "I am convinced that these people are members of the Red Spear Society, and there is reason to guess that they are planning a conspiracy against the Yu Ding Mansion."
Yang Shihou said: "Monitoring cannot be interrupted. If necessary, our action team will be activated to consolidate the intelligence."
The man said: "Yes, there is another piece of information about the bandits gathering in Longshan. Chen He who came to report is very suspicious. His appearance and voice have been recorded. Please ask the county magistrate to verify it in Qingkou Town."
After Yang Shihou heard what he said, he stood up and said: "The intelligence teams in the city have temporarily suspended contact. We will collect intelligence as much as possible under safety conditions, and you will be on standby immediately until the limelight in the city passes."
The man nodded silently and left, as if he had never been there.
Not long after, Yang Shihou secretly left this private house and came to the safest and most secret place. He immediately asked someone to activate the radio and send a message to Han Baihang to report the changes in the situation in the city.
