Chapter 250

Until it was almost noon, the early Dynasty had not ended, which was the first time since the emperor ascended the throne. From the early morning until now, adults have been hungry, and some of them are worried about Wu Yi, which makes them even more anxious and uneasy. The emperor seemed to be in a good mood today. He called out six officials next to each other to ask about some unimportant things. It was trivial, and obviously very casual. There was nothing targeted.

When the sun was about to rise to the middle of the south, the emperor suddenly remembered something and said that everyone was still hungry. Adults who thought they were finally looking forward to the end of the early Dynasty quickly said they were not hungry. Who knows, the emperor nodded and said that since they were not hungry, we should discuss a few more things.

Now, many people want to smoke their big mouth.

I don't know why the pine and cypress building put up a sign today and closed for a day. The gate was closed so tightly that the board that sealed the window was not taken down. The angry wind lamp lit before nightfall yesterday is still on. It seems a little lonely as the wind swings back and forth. It's unlucky to hang a lamp at the door during the day. If the door is opened, it looks like a well arranged mourning hall. Of course, it would be more like this if there were big words on the wind lamp.

The boss of Songbai building is surnamed Du, but few people know his name. He is the son of an old steward of a big man in the imperial court. It was actually the silver given by that big man when it was built. Boss Du also knows that his boss is just a doorman. The pine and cypress building is just a place for adults to meet privately, and the back courtyard is not accessible to ordinary guests at all.

At this time, boss Du sat in the front wooden building lobby, stunned, his face seemed a little nervous. Several guys got together to chat, looked at the boss from time to time, and guessed what happened today.

Boss Du is not qualified to go to the backyard now, because there are a group of absolutely important people in the backyard, although there is no dazzling identity.

These people are the confidants of those adults' families.

Now the adults are still facing the hall and haven't come back. Today's affairs are discussed by these administrators. Their apparent status is not very beautiful. In a word, they are just servants. But they are very loyal to their masters, so they can get in touch with high-level things. And they are very smart, so they can win the trust of adults.

If these people put together the information in their hands, it will definitely cause a sensation in Chang'an city.

When the adults are away, they are the ones who make up their minds.

Boss Du has been beating drums in his heart. Although he doesn't know what happened, how can it be a small matter for these managers to gather in the backyard? There's no outrageous event. How can they get so complete? So boss Du didn't even dare to go to the backyard for fear that he might accidentally hear some bad news, so that he would lose his head.

Just when he was stunned, suddenly someone knocked at the door outside.

Boss Du was so frightened that the abacus in his hand fell on the table with a slap. He stood up and listened, thinking that the knock was his own illusion.

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The knock on the door rang again, not loud but clear.

Boss Du turned pale and winked at a young man. The young man hurried to the door and shouted to the outside through the door panel: "the boss has something at home today. He doesn't open the door to welcome guests. Please come back, sir."

The knock on the door outside stopped, but the boy didn't hear the footsteps leaving. He put his ear on the door panel and listened carefully. When he was concentrating, suddenly his body flew out backward. Not only him, but also a door panel flew out.

The wooden door was knocked open from the outside. The boy's body flew out and was covered by the door panel. The painful groan immediately came out, mixed with a few dirty words. Boss Du quickly came out from behind the counter and looked at the door with a dignified face.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged man wearing a royal blue coat.

He stood there alone, holding his hand.

This is a man with slender figure and elegant temperament. The robe is very fit and spotless. It should be about forty years old. There are some wrinkles in the eyebrow corners, but they are not very deep. He can't say how handsome he is, but he is definitely the type that makes women intoxicated. Only a real mature man has the charm of, thick and calm.

There was a long wooden box on the ground beside him, as high as his chest.

"San... San Jin Hou!"

Boss Du's face suddenly became very ugly. After stammering, he subconsciously stepped back for several steps. Although he doesn't know the specific arrangements made by the managers today, he knows that today should be the death time of San Jin Hou. Most of the men were sent out to hunt down the man, who was standing at the door of the pine and cypress building.

"I know many people want to see me, so I came myself."

San jinhou picked up the long wooden box and walked into the pine and cypress building.

"Why, not welcome?"

He asked.

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Several guys ran over and lifted the door. It was not damaged, but the gap was blocked by the wooden door that broke the door block. Several people hurriedly stuffed the door board back, holding the door with their hands, but they didn't dare to put it down. They looked at the middle-aged man in royal blue in horror, as if they saw a demon just coming out of hell.

San jinhou has been walking slowly, and boss Du has been retreating.

"Lord hou... It's inconvenient to open the door for guests in the shop today. If you want to eat and drink, would you please come back tomorrow? If you come tomorrow, I'll ask the chef to arrange a table of Jiangnan Food for you personally, which is my treat."

San jinhou smiled and said, "thank you for your kindness, but you should know that I don't lack silver for eating and drinking."

Boss Du retreated to the doorway of the back yard. He really couldn't retreat any more: "Marquis, please don't force people to be difficult."

San jinhou's tone of voice was still gentle: "boss Du, be reasonable. Those people in the yard behind your pine and cypress building are going to kill me. Don't you allow me to ask why? If you insist on letting me leave, it's you, not me, who will be difficult."

"Would you like to get out of the way?"

He asked.

Boss Du subconsciously shook his head: "you can't let me."

"Well, bye."

San jinhou smiled and said four words. Then boss Du's eyes suddenly fell into a trance. When he looked again, San jinhou had stood less than half a meter in front of him. Before he could shout, San jinhou raised his hand and stuck his throat, and then lifted him up and stuffed him into the wooden wall of the doorway.

With a bang, half of boss Du's body was stuffed into the wall. His lower body was hanging outside the wooden wall, and his legs were still shaking back and forth. Those guys holding the door in the lobby cried out in horror, but they didn't dare to move because of San jinhou's words.

"Hold the door well. If anyone comes in again, you will all die."

After saying this, San Jin Hou walked into the doorway and walked slowly. From the front lobby of Songbai building to the backyard, there is a door opening at the beginning. After coming out, there is a corridor dozens of meters long. After passing through the corridor, there is a moon gate, and behind it is a small courtyard separated one by one.

When San Jin Hou entered the corridor, he paused slightly, and then a beautiful arc was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, many figures appeared behind the moon door. These people poured in from the door and rushed into the corridor waving knives. They were like a stream, and sanjinhou stood alone like a hard rock. Is it hard rock that blocks the stream, or is it washed away by the stream?

The answer is that the hard rock goes upstream.

With a long wooden box in his left hand, Hou walked around the court and killed one person. There was no violent evasion of his body, but the knife in the enemy's hand could not touch his body. And he used only one hand from beginning to end, killing one person step by step and killing one person step by step.

The corpse gradually covered the floor of the corridor, and San Jin Hou stepped on the corpse. But he walked steadily and his face remained calm. It's like he's not killing people, but driving away some flying mosquitoes. When a killer raised his knife, he saw a fist in front of him. The fist hit him on the forehead, and then his hard forehead collapsed.

If he could look like himself before he died, he would feel sick. Half of his face disappeared, turned from above his nose into a big pit, and buried his forehead and eyes. Blood and brains came out from the bottom of the pit, and finally splashed down his face. At this time, the man who killed him had gone five steps forward.

There were more and more corpses in the corridor, and the blood flowed down the gap of the bluestone slab.

There were more than twenty people crowded in the moon door, moving back and forth and looking out. Everyone's face was very flustered, and the fear in his eyes spread uncontrollably. If... If there were another way out of this backyard, they would have run away. Most of these managers are ordinary people and have no ability to climb over the high wall to escape.

San Jin Hou, who killed all the way, stopped about ten meters away from the moon gate. At this time, there were only two people left between him and the managers in the moon gate. A swordsman with a long sword in his arms looked at him coldly, and an old man sitting on a stone with bare hands and cold eyes.

They seemed to have no mercy on those who had died. Those people were as worthless as ants in their eyes. The blood on the ground had flowed to their feet, and their eyes were disgusted. Those people's blood doesn't seem to deserve to stick to their boots. The only thing that interests them is San jinhou.

"The merchant is an expert. The Jianghu of the Sui Dynasty is really interesting."

The young man with the sword raised his eyebrows with some disdain.

San Jin Hou looked at his clothes and hairstyle, frowned slightly and asked, "from the east of the sea?"

The young man was wearing a different dress from the Han people in the Central Plains, with a pair of clogs on his feet. The clothes look like a mandarin jacket, but they are much longer than a mandarin jacket. A white cloth was tied to his forehead with a crooked word written on it. His expression is very cold and arrogant. Although he is not tall, he looks at people with his eyelids pressed down and his jaw raised slightly.

"Someone guessed where I came from. We Japanese warriors set foot here for the first time. I thought you were all frogs at the bottom of the well. The warriors of the sunrise Empire don't want to leave their homes because they are fighting for their masters. Unlike them, my goal is not to become a glorious Warrior around the master, but to explore the world outside the Empire for the master , and then conquer. "

The young man was surprised at first, and then said this proudly.

San jinhou didn't seem to listen to what he said, but pointed to the white cloth wrapped around his forehead and asked seriously, "you just died, dad?"