Chapter 682: Do you mind if I kill two of you?
"The surname is Lin..."
"My name is Lin Qing. Didn't she tell you just now? Don't be impulsive. If you are impulsive, the situation of more than ten years will be broken. Think carefully, is Jiang Ni worth more, or these two dogs?" < br>
With a bang, Chu Pingsheng dropped the knife on the ground and walked out of the dungeon wearing a blood-stained white prison uniform.
"Your Majesty, are we just going to watch him kill people?"
"I have to find out who the spy is. He is in prison and it is difficult to find out..."
The flesh on Xu Xiao's face was shuddering, and he tried his best to suppress his anger. He swore secretly in his heart that when he found out who was behind Lin Qing, he would cut his body into thousands of pieces, use his head as a urinal for Chu Lushan, and chop his body into pieces. Feed stuffing to dogs.
Shu Sha understood.
As long as Lin Qing is still in Lingzhou City, his every move will be under the control of Xu Xiao. Once he contacts his friends, he will definitely leave clues.
"Your Majesty... why don't you use punishment?"
"Torture cannot be used here."
She thought about it and understood that the forces behind Lin Qing could even insert spies into a place like the palace, let alone the Lingzhou Prison. Once the news spread that he was tortured to extract a confession, there would be no possibility of making a deal, so In order to preserve the ginger paste, we can only endure it temporarily.
"Ah..."
At this moment, a scream came from outside, and another person was heard being killed.
Xu Xiao's face darkened and he said no more. He quickly picked up the luxurious robe, climbed the stairs step by step, and rushed out of the dungeon door. At a glance, he saw the beauty scout bathing in the sunset, looking up at the sky, as if he had walked out of the cramped dungeon. The dirty dungeon was enjoying the sunshine again, and on the ground next to him were the bodies of two Bei Ming soldiers holding spears. The splattered blood dyed the prison uniforms even redder.
Chu Pingsheng pointed to the Bei Ming soldiers who surrounded him in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy: "Xu Xiao, I told them that you let me go, but they didn't believe it."
He sighed repeatedly and stabbed the body of the dead Beimu soldier until his intestines were pierced and the flesh was bloody. Ignoring the angry eyes of the soldiers in front, he turned around and blinked at King Beimu: "What? Did you find anything? Let me go. Isn’t it just to lure the snake out of its hole when a person comes up? ”
Xu Xiao said nothing, just stared at him with murderous eyes.
"Forget it, I'll tell you directly."
Chu Pingsheng raised his knife, pointed at the group of soldiers surrounding him, and pointed at the elegant man named Eguan Bodai, who had handsome features and a long slender mustache and said, "He is my accomplice."
Everyone was in an uproar. He said that Ye Xi was really his accomplice?
How is that possible!
Ye Xizhen is one of Xu Xiao's adopted sons. He is deeply trusted and is in charge of half of Bei Ming's intelligence agency.
"Father, don't fall for this thief's plan to sow discord."
Ye Xizhen didn't rush forward to express his loyalty. He sat firmly on the horse with the plum blossom birthmark on the left buttock and just reminded him from a distance.
"Sowing discord? No, really not."
"You support Chen Zhibao, and he supports his son Xu Fengnian. We have natural differences in political ideas. Why do you need me to sow discord? Xu Xiao, do you think I am right?"
Chu Pingsheng said as he walked forward, blood dripping from the tip of the knife.
The soldiers holding guns and halberds looked at Ye Xizhen, then at Xu Xiao, and stepped back step by step.
"It's so boring."
Chu Pingsheng walked to Ye Xizhen through the passage given by the soldiers: "The horse is good, come down."
"Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"First, killing me will ruin Xu Xiao's plan. Second, guess, if you kill me, will Xu Xiao be suspicious of you?"
"..."
"So, you'd better come down obediently."
"This is my horse."
"Then I go back to prison?"
Ye Xizhen's teeth itched with hatred. He was the apprentice of Xu Xiao's other strategist Zhao Changling, not a barbarian like Chu Lushan. Of course, he knew that Xu Xiao had some agenda when he let this guy out. If he was allowed to go back, he might damage Bei Ming. The king's plan.
"Hmph."
Seeing his adoptive father standing silently at the door of the prison, Ye Xizhen could only endure his displeasure and get off his horse.
He thought that the man named Lin wanted his horse, but he didn't expect that the man facing him from across the horse suddenly drew his sword. A cold light flashed. In an instant, the huge horse's head separated from its body, and a spurt of blood drenched the horse next to him. The soldier's face is full of swords.
"I hate looking up to other people."
Clang!
Ye Xizhen drew out his sword and put it on his shoulder, with a murderous look on his face, and said in a cold voice: "I'll kill you bastard."
Ye Xizhen originally thought that he asked him to dismount because he had fallen in love with her beloved "Plum Blossom", but she unexpectedly killed her with one blow, and the reason was just that she was talking to him while riding on the horse. This was simply... a shame and a great humiliation.
Chu Ping remained motionless and tilted his head, revealing his long neck: "Come on, chop, chop quickly." The long sword kept trembling, and the ambiguous Huang Zai jumped with a murderous sword edge, but he still couldn't move. Get rid of it.
"Don't dare to cut." Chu Pingsheng flicked his sword finger and pushed away his sword: "Thank you for your cooperation. This matter is indeed the same as what Chen Zhibao said. The more arrogant I behave, the less Xu Xiao will If you dare to kill me, it’s a pity for this horse.”
Well, with one cut, a piece of skin was missing from the horse's butt, which was exactly the area with the plum blossoms.
Chu Pingsheng handed the knife to Ye Xizhen. The tip of the knife picked up the horsehide that had just been cut off. The plum blossom birthmark in the middle was as eye-catching as the blood.
"Leave a souvenir?"
"..."
"No? Don't forget it."
Chu Pingsheng put the knife across his shoulder and strode forward. The soldiers along the way gave way.
With this aura, who dares to stop him?
Xu Xiao had been standing in front of the dungeon door, slightly squinting his right eye to watch what he was doing.
"You're just going to leave like this?"
Chu Pingsheng paused and turned around, grinning: "I have to tell my colleagues that everything is fine. Do you hope to cause a misunderstanding? I don't care, but King Bei Ming's plan of hereditary succession is at stake."
Leaving these words behind, he turned left and headed towards the downtown area.
Ye Xizhen walked to Xu Xiao: "Father..."
Xu Xiao raised his hand to stop: "No need to explain, lead people to follow him. I want to know who he has met and what he said. Even if it is just a look or a look, you must find out clearly for me."
"Yes."
Ye Xizhen accepted the order and bowed away.
……
To the north of Lingzhou City is Beimang, which has been at odds with the Liyang Dynasty for many years. This city can be said to be the largest population center in Northern Xinjiang.
Even at the feet of King Bei Ming, there are many pedestrians on the street wearing ragged clothes and short brown clothes. The beggars at the alley sit with their bowls on their backs like dead bodies. The bun sellers and bun buyers are fighting for a penny, and their faces are red. missing a hand The coolie holding the pole looked eagerly at the passers-by, hoping to meet a boss who would take pity on him and earn a living for two days. The skinny and hiding old dog showed that wandering in this city was not a good choice.
This is normal. There are one million households in Beizhou, and they raise 300,000 cavalrymen, as well as some infantry. On average, two households raise one cavalryman. It’s no wonder that people’s livelihood is good.
But this has nothing to do with Chu Pingsheng. He doesn't feel sorry for the people of Beimu, because one day in the future, these people will pick up rakes and hoes to fight against him for the sake of their crown prince, and they will not hesitate to sacrifice their families for this. , no regrets.
He was wearing a prison uniform, which was stained with blood, and he was carrying a knife on his shoulder. The tip of the knife was picking up a piece of skin with a plum blossom birthmark. It was unclear whether it belonged to a human or an animal. In the past, this image would have been stopped by people from the yamen. They would interrogate where they came from, where they were going, who their last names were, and what their ancestors did. He was brought into the Yamen to enjoy a meal, but today was very strange. He walked from the street to the end of the street, and no military master came forward to check. The guests dining in Sandong Tower thought for a long time, and they all said that the knife must be picked on Human skin.
Half a street away from Hongque Tower, there is a shop that sells soy beef. It is a bit deserted today. Inside, a delicate-looking little girl is cutting the soy beef, one cut after another, and the cuts are very fast. Practice makes perfect, and practice makes perfect. That kind of uniformity, each piece is no more and no less, one inch wide and half a minute thick.
Old Jia Tou rarely ordered her to do anything. Although she was a distant relative, she was raised as a daughter-in-law. Today, it was an impromptu decision to ask her to help cut up the beef that had been cold last night. Later, he would go to Beimu Prince's Mansion. It was handed over to the sweet potato girl next to the prince. It was thought that the prince of Beiming went on a trip and did not return for three years. When he came back, he asked for his own beef. This can be said to be the greatest affirmation of his shop.
Chu Pingsheng ignored all the looks on the street and only glanced twice at a girl wearing a double hairpin in Hongque Tower. He blew a whistle that sounded like the character of Ben Tan Hua and turned around to go into the beef shop.
"Boss, pack two kilograms of soy sauce beef."
He sat down on a bench under the tarpaulin tent, carrying the knife that had been used to chop off human and horse heads. Strangely enough, he walked three streets, but the horsehide on the tip of the knife did not fall off. His first action after sitting down was to pat the prison uniform, as if he wanted to wipe away the dried blood, probably because he was afraid of washing away the aroma of the sauced beef.
The old man with wrinkled face, sunken cheeks and bulging cheeks didn't want his girl to serve this white-faced weirdo who was taking care of business, so he grabbed a handful of chopped beef with soy sauce, without even weighing it. He took out a piece of oil paper and folded the two pieces back and forth. He got down, wrapped it with hemp rope, tied it with a slip knot, carried it to Chu Pingsheng, nodded and bowed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, your two kilograms of soy sauce beef."
"Won't you weigh me?"
"If you are worried, you can go to the weighing scale and have a try when you get home. If you are short of weight, just come back to me."
"How much."
"One catty of beef is twenty-five cents, Chenghui, two catties is fifty cents."
"Okay, record it in Xu Fengnian's account."
The old man was stunned and thought, Xu Fengnian, who is it?
"The Crown Prince of North Star, Xu Fengnian."
Without raising her head, the girl who had been cutting the meat paused for three breaths and then continued cutting aggressively.
Chu Pingsheng didn't care whether the old man was happy or not, whether he was tangled up or not. He held the knife in one hand and picked up the oil paper bag wrapping the soy beef in the other. He took two steps outside and suddenly turned back: "Do you have any panda meat?"
"Panda? Sir, what do you mean by that?" The old man was confused by his question, but one thing was certain. Just looking at the various looks on the street and the pointers from busybodies, it seemed that... he was in trouble. .
(End of chapter)