Tang Qixing looked at Yun Xi with a glance, his thin lips curled slightly, and he smiled slightly, but it was full of bitter taste.

"If you die, who will fight against the responsibility on your body? Who will wash away the grievances of those relatives?" Yun Xi looked at the sharp sword across his neck, and saw a bloodstain from his slender neck, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, unable to penetrate.

"Aren't you very brave? Why don't you dare to face reality? She was hoarse, her heart was sore that it hurt, and her eyes were covered with a blurred light.

Through the blurred vision, Yunxi seemed to see a very far place...

She saw Yao Guangbai wearing a cloak lying in the mansions of various corrupt officials in a dark night, with a strong figure, and the black cloak flying violently in the biting cold night wind.

She saw Tang Qixing, who accompanied Xu Xiake, who was traveling alone through the city after city just because she became interested by chance.

Xu Xiake was wearing thick clothes, sitting next to the fire in the deserted temple in the wilderness, listening to the Jinyiwei who was wearing brocade clothes and like fire telling all kinds of strange stories.

She saw that she was alone in the face of the darkness and decay of the entire officialdom with her own strength.

She even saw the masked knight who had more than ten million gold but did not feel a trace of greed and evil desire.

In the siege of the city built by the cold sword, I saw myself who was detained in a desperate situation.

"Don't be confused. As long as people live, everything will have room for improvement..." She murmured, as if she was comforting Tang Qixing, as if she was comforting Yao Guangbai, and as if she was comforting another self in her heart.

In a trance, she suddenly felt a surge of stress on her shoulders.

"Don't be afraid, he just has something to say."

A low voice from Yunnan sounded in her ears.

Sure enough, Tang Qixing, who was surrounded by the three, looked at Yun Xi's anxious look and suddenly burst into laughter, "It's worthy of being Ding Qing'er, whom I like, and indeed had a pair of bright and good eyes." But as he smiled, a crystal-like teardrop suddenly rolled down from his eyes, and under the reflection of the glorious candlelight, a crystal-like glow was drawn.

"Don't worry, some people are even more afraid of my death. After all, no one can find the treasures hidden behind me that can cause thousands of officials to lose their black hats." As he said that, he slowly turned around and looked at Han Qianhu. There was endless despair and an inexplicable firmness in his eyes.

Yunxi was a little stunned for a moment.

Yunnan pressed her shoulders heavily again before she could get back some of her divine knowledge.

Just as Yunnan said, Tang Qixing was not really trying to seek death. He was negotiating and seemed to have something to say.

She raised her hand and quietly wiped the tears from her face, shook her head with self-deprecatingness.

It seems that she is still not a qualified detective and judicial officer.

A qualified detective should always ensure her calmness and objectiveness, but she has never been able to abandon her emotional color.

But what if it cannot be eliminated?

She is not Yunnan, she is just herself. Even if she wants to be a detective, she also wants to be a free and careless goddess detective who will avenge her revenge!

"What do you want to do?" Han Qianhu stared at Tang Qixing with a fierce look like a hungry wolf.

In the room, Yang Tuo and Hu Ke looked at each other, and their eyes flashed in complexity.

They were all a little afraid, and witnessing the fight between senior officials in the officialdom is not a good thing.

Hu Ke felt even more distressed. He had been ups and downs in the officialdom for half his life, and had seen and heard too many methods of the Jinyiwei. If he could make a new choice, he would not be fooled by Fu Shengliang again and entered the Yang family house with danger everywhere in the middle of the night.

Tang Qixing smiled, "Brother Xike, don't worry, Qixing just wants to ask you for something. If Brother Xike doesn't agree, Qixing can only take one step first and let the outside world flood and leave it alone."

Han Qianhu's cheek muscles twitched instantly, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "You and I joined the Jinyiwei together. Although there is an official and a thief at this time, as long as I do not violate the laws of the king and do not violate human relations, I am willing to do the last thing for you brothers. If you have any requirements, just say it."

"Yes, you and my brothers entered the martial arts together, and were selected as Jinyiwei together, and entered the Nanzhen Fushi. In a blink of an eye, there was ten years... "Tang Qixing glanced at the embroidered spring sword that was crossed between his neck, and his eyes were filled with endless sorrow.

Han Qianhu listened quietly, his eyes were filled with hostility like melting water ice, "Isn't that right... "It's like recalling the past, he sighed, "How come our brothers have come to this point now?" He paused for a moment and said, "You are always obsessed with fame and fortune. In fact, even if your contributions are not deprived of others for the time being, as long as you are patient and work hard to do more, it should be your glory and wealth, and you will always come."

Hearing this, Tang Qixing frowned. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Han Qianhu, and said helplessly: "Brother Xike, you have misread me for so many years. In fact, even if I make wedding clothes for others for the rest of my life, I will not care too much. But if I want to do this, there must be a premise: what I do is meaningful and worthy of my sacrifice and blood for it, and all my wisdom and strength."

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his subject and suddenly became excited, "But, what are we doing? Our predecessors once crossed the river and crossed the sea, went deep into Korea to resist the invasion of the Japanese; went north to Ningxia, quelling the Mongol Bobai rebellion; and went south to Miaojiang, quelling the Bozhou rebels in one fell swoop! Whether it was a spy line or a charge, we were everywhere!"

Tang Qixing looked at Han Qianhu with earnest eyes, his chest rising and falling, "But, Brother Xike, what have we done ourselves over the years? How many loyal and virtuous ministers have died at our hands, and even given them a decent reason! And what about those corrupt officials who really sell official positions, disregard human lives, and deceive superiors and subordinates? What about royal relatives and nobles? All we can do is to protect them! How many wronged souls in the prison are wandering around our ears day and night? Are you at ease with such an Embroidered Uniform Guard? Brother Xike, do you really feel guilty when you dream about it at midnight?"

His voice fell slowly, and the room was already dead silent, so quiet that even a needle could be heard.

Yunxi had already heard it and tears were flowing in his eyes. There was also a faint light of tears in his phoenix eyes. His hands clenched into fists in his sleeves were also trembling, as if those sincere and sincere conscience asked, and the aftermath echoed in his heart.

Yin Sanyu, Xi Dailun, and Boss Bian were also moved to hear it.

Fu Shengliang, who was standing outside, had a solemn look on his face, and there was respect in his eyes slowly rising up.

Yang Tuo and Hu Ke had complicated expressions and were quite embarrassed, as if they didn't know how to deal with themselves for a while.

"Qianxing, Qixing," Only Han Qianhu was unmoved. He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He completely signaled to send the other side of the river to watch the fire and understand everything. "I said so many empty words and clichés with great sages. After all, it was because you were depressed and dissatisfied with others' promotion that caused today's extreme situation. If your last wish was to give the world, to vomit bitterness and complain a few words, now it is the wish that has been fulfilled. Come and be obedient, put down Xiuchun and go back to Beijing with me. Our Ming Dynasty's Jinyiwei is not those unsuccessful Japanese pirates. The tip of Xiuchun's sword can only face the enemy!"

Yunxi wrinkled for a moment, and it seemed that high-ranking officials all had good eloquence.

Although Yao Guangbai's previous spiritual torture was sincere and thought-provoking, he was eliminated by this Qianhu, who was in the third-rank high position, in a few words. He even put a hypocritical and stupid hat on Yao Guangbai.

The level of its ability to change concepts is really amazing.

But this set did not play any role in Yunxi.

It is often said that one should judge others by oneself. What kind of person will inevitably use the standards to measure others.

The reason why Han Qianhu thought that Tang Qixing's words were false and empty words was proved that the righteousness of the country and the blessings of the whole family and the blessings of the hundreds of trusts were really fake in Han Qianhu's own heart.

In the eyes of people like him, only interests are real.

Xiuchun's knife tip can only be aimed at the enemy?" Tang Qixing smiled contemptuously, "Is it the enemy who can only be aimed at the interests?"

He sarcastically and mocked, but the long knife on his neck was never put down. "Brother Xike, it turns out that we brothers have reached the point where we don't talk too much. But that's fine. Life is like this. If someone walks together, he will feel happy. When he reaches the fork in the road, he must wave his hand to part. No matter whether he is happy or sad, people should not forget that their own path is always the same." As he said that, Tang Qixing's eyes darkened a little.

"You are a man, don't be sad about spring and autumn here. If you have the courage, put down your knife now, take out your courage as a thief, and go back to Beijing with me!"

"Don't be anxious, Brother Xike, I want to get rid of you and haven't said anything. I've just talked to you and talked about the past. After all, this should be the last time you and my brothers have expressed their feelings." Tang Qixing said with a chuckling.

"What are you going to say?" Han Qianhu's brows were almost tightened. Obviously, he was already very impatient.

"What I want to say is the reason why I, the dignified Jinyiwei, became the thief Yao Guangbai!" Tang Qixing sneered, swept away the sadness in his eyes, leaving only endless hatred burning fiercely.

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The great achievements made by the predecessors of the Jinyiwei mentioned by Tang Qixing were the three battles during the three major battles of Wanli.
Chapter completed!