Yang Fan immediately recognized his identity.
"Oh! I … I saw that there was no one here, so it's convenient! "
Yang Fan put on an embarrassed expression.
There was a toilet, but he did not go. Seeing that there was no one around, he peed in someone else's garden. Of course he would be embarrassed if someone saw him. Yang Fan's attitude was impeccable. Jing 'er did not know the rules of the market and was used to peeing everywhere. His actions were also not considered outrageous.
Shen Jiahui frowned in disgust and coldly glanced at him. In a deep voice, he said, "Be more vigilant. The assassin has not come for three days. I'm afraid he will appear tonight. If you can find him, you must warn us. Once he is caught, there will be a great reward!"
Shen Jiahui's eyes were a little red. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for the past few days. He had been waiting for the assassin to kill, but in the end, he didn't even see the shadow of the assassin. Right now, he was really a little exhausted. If it wasn't for the desire to avenge his brother supporting him, he would have long fallen asleep.
"Yes, yes, yes. Don't worry, Master General. Did you not see me walking around? I dare not slack off."
Shen Jiahui grunted and turned to leave. Yang Fan suddenly exclaimed, "Huh? What is that? "
"What?"
Shen Jiahui suddenly turned his head. His saber was unsheathed. Before the sound of the saber stopped, he had already jumped to Yang Fan's side. His movements were extremely agile.
Yang Fan pointed at the grass. With a face full of surprise, he said, "Master General, look over there. What is that?"
Shen Jiahui looked over and asked in confusion, "Where? What did you find … Hmm! "
Before he could finish his sentence, Shen Jiahui felt a great pain in his dantian. Without thinking, he raised his elbow and struck at Yang Fan. Yang Fan's attack was successful and he immediately floated away. Shen Jiahui's strike was so close to Yang Fan's clothes that he flew two feet away.
Shen Jiahui looked down. His lower abdomen was bleeding profusely. It had already dyed his robes red. When he did not notice, he still had some strength. But when he saw the wound on his body, he felt all his strength leave his body. He suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan had a saber hanging from his ribs, and it was still there. At some point in time, he was holding a dagger in his hand, and fresh blood was dripping from the edge of the dagger.
Shen Jiahui had interrogated two of Yang Langzhong's subordinates who had fought with the assassins, and had also tested his martial arts with them. The result was naturally a complete victory. Therefore, he believed that since the two of them were evenly matched with the assassin, the assassin's martial arts would not be too high.
Because of this, he could not understand how Liu Kui, who had the steadiest, sharpest, and the best martial arts among the four of them, could be beheaded just by sitting there without moving.
Now he knew, and at the same time, he also knew that his life had come to an end. The only thing he wanted to do now was to publicize his identity as an assassin and let his brothers know, lest they followed in his footsteps.
"The assassin is …"
Shen Jiahui took a deep breath, and without a word of nonsense, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that the young man, who was standing twenty feet away, had already appeared in front of him like a ghost. Shen Jiahui had always been proud of his agility, but now he realized that this person was faster than him, much faster than him.
"Stab!"
The person leaped in front of him.
"Guest!"
The dagger was put away, and the saber was raised horizontally, with a halo like a wheel.
"Yes!"
"Puff!" With a sound, a head flew.
The moment the head flew, Yang Fan's heart felt like it was scalded by boiling oil, and there was an indescribable pain, but also an indescribable pleasure in the pain. He vaguely saw his sister's silhouette, running like a deer in the wilderness, saw a spurt of blood and a head flying high into the air.
"Who's shouting, what … matter … matter … matter … Someone come quickly ~!"
The displeased and angry voice quickly turned into the frightened squeal of a sheep. It came from the mouth of an official from the Ministry of Justice who rushed over in response.
Yang Fan had already escaped like a rabbit, and before he left, he stabbed the wound on Shen Jiahui's lower abdomen, making it difficult to tell what kind of sharp weapon it was. When he rushed into the grass, he did not forget to take the two pieces of the bottom of the iron pot with him.
His serious understanding and record of every grass, every tree, every pavilion and every pavilion in the Yang Residence played a huge role at this time. Yang Fan moved like a rabbit, and like a falcon, he disappeared in an instant.
While the backyard was in an uproar, Yang Fan had already washed the knife in the pond where he had doggy paddled and put it back at his waist. The pond water slightly rippled with a touch of red, but it was immediately melted by the entire pond water. It was so faint that it could no longer be seen as a trace of blood.
Endless amounts of enemy blood, endless amounts of enemy heads.
Sooner or later, he would dye this pool of water red!
…
"Who is the assassin? How could he so accurately find my people and eliminate them?"
In Yang Mingsheng's bedroom, Cai Dongcheng asked angrily.
Cai Dongcheng had been in the army for a long time, and from a small soldier, he had killed his way to the high position of Lieutenant General. Now that he had such a high position and power, he did not need to be angry, and when he occasionally flared up, his murderous aura was even more daunting. But his angry appearance did not affect Yang Mingsheng in the slightest. Yang Mingsheng could not see, and even if he could see, he would not be afraid.
Cai Dongcheng's murderous aura was cultivated in the army, and it was forged in the bloody battles between two armies. Yang Mingsheng was only a civil official, and he had not even personally killed a person. But when he shouted "Behead!" and the heads fell to the ground, almost none of them were peddlers or common people.
There were many officials that Yang Mingsheng had personally sentenced to death, and among them, there was no lack of officials with the same rank as Cai Dongcheng, and even officials with higher ranks. Even members of Li Tang's imperial clan and relatives of the emperor, he had sentenced them to death and supervised their executions. How could Cai Dongcheng be able to scare him?
Yang Mingsheng sat on the bed and sneered again and again. "Since this person was able to find me, it can be seen how much effort he put into it. This person is scheming and must have been investigating me since a long time ago. He must have found out everything about me. And now, your people are so ostentatious, afraid that people don't know that he is the grand Thousand Oxen. You held a funeral in my mansion, and everyone knew about it. Think about it, how could he not know? "
"This doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all! "
Cai Dongcheng paced back and forth in the room. With each step, the floor sank, giving off a muffled thud. Losing two generals in a row, he felt heartache, really heartache. These four people were not only brothers who had followed him for many years and had deep feelings for him, but they were also the main force that controlled the Left Fengchen Guards, the four great confidants.
Confidants could not be cultivated if one wanted to. Just one loyalty was not easy to obtain. Could a person that was casually promoted be as reliable as the old subordinates that had followed him for twenty years?
Furthermore, without enough ability, how could they help him control the proud and valiant soldiers of the Left Fengchen Guards? With twelve thousand oxen, who knew how many people were eyeing these positions. Once there were vacancies, how could he casually promote a few of his own people?
He was like a trapped lion, his eyes red. "Even so, how could he accurately identify the identities of my people? They are all wearing civilian clothes, how could that person find them in the mansion and not kill a single person? "
Cai Dongcheng suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Yang Mingsheng. He said with slight surprise, "No! There must be a traitor in your mansion! "
Yang Mingsheng said angrily, "Bullsh * t! My family is very strict. Those who can work in my mansion are all people that I know very well. Among them, the shortest time has already been under my command for two to three years. All of them are loyal and devoted! "
Cai Dongcheng said calmly, "Loyal? You actually believe in loyalty? If people's hearts can be trusted, how could the hundred or so people of Shaozhou's Peach Blossom Village be killed? "
Yang Mingsheng asked in reply, "If you don't believe in loyalty, then do you think that Liu Kui, Shen Jiahui, and the others, if the word 'profit' was in front of them, would betray you?"
Cai Dongcheng said gloomily, "As long as there are enough benefits, why wouldn't they betray me?"
Yang Mingsheng laughed mischievously. "It's a pity that Liu Kui and Shen Jiahui are not far away. If they heard what you said, they would definitely be very sad."
Cai Dong Cheng's expression changed as he said, "Of course there are people who are loyal and devoted, but as a person in a high position, if one were to blindly entrust his subordinates' reliability to their loyalty and not take any precautions, that would be the greatest stupidity!"
Yang Mingsheng nodded lightly and said approvingly, "That's right! I agree with what you said, but I still don't believe that the traitor came from my subordinates. Didn't the mansion transfer a lot of patrolmen from the Ministry of Justice and Luoyang Prefecture, as well as Marquis Wu's workshop? If there was someone who tipped off the assassin, it must have come from one of them. "
Cai Dongcheng shook his head. "Impossible! The officials from the Ministry of Justice and Luoyang Prefecture were appointed by their superiors after the incident. No one knew beforehand that they would definitely be sent over. As for the Martial Marquis of the Workshop, there was no need to talk about it. It was because of a lack of manpower that he had been transferred over at the last minute. The people that were transferred over were even arranged by the Workshop Manager and the bad commander.
How could the assassin have made contact with any of them beforehand? After they moved into your mansion, they practically never left it. Even if they did leave, in such a short period of time, whether it was through threats or promises, it would be impossible for them to become the assassin's accomplices.
Yang Langzhong, unless you have enemies all over the world, and the Ministry of Justice, Luoyang Prefecture, the Xiuwen workshop's thugs, Bōshō, and everyone else all join hands to deal with you, then it would be possible for them to collude. So, if there is a suspicion, it must come from your mansion! "
Cai Dongcheng's analysis was very reasonable, and Yang Mingsheng's faith couldn't help but be shaken. He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Then what do you plan to do?"
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