Ma Sanbao sat on the table next to the window, looking out the window. The people outside were bustling and sighed in his heart, Nanjing is really a world of flowers, the streets of Peking are rustic, and there is no place where there is vitality. The bustling in every corner of this city makes Ma Sanbao curious.

A fortune teller walked to the south of the street, wearing a square scarf, holding a cloth banner in his hand, muttering words in his mouth, and glanced at the direction of the restaurant from time to time.

Twenty or thirty steps north, two big men in short clothes were squatting, wearing a towel on their shoulders and holding a shoulder pole while chatting, as if they were two coolies waiting for work.

A scholar in the street facing the window was walking into a teahouse facing the street, sat down at a table at the door, and asked the guy to serve tea.

On the table next to him were two middle-aged men dressed in businessmen, drinking tea and eating broad beans. An old man in the teahouse was talking in a daze, but the two merchants seemed to not listen and stared at the door of the restaurant from time to time.

Further north was a beggar, squatting at the entrance of the alley, with a broken bowl in front of him, and a few money was thrown sparsely inside.

Ma Sanbao's eyes moved to the building, and there were four young men sitting next to the stairs, dressed in a literati, but their faces were dark and strong. The four of them didn't speak, they only knew how to bury their heads and drink.

Under the north window was a middle-aged man, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and placed two dishes and a pot of wine in front of him, but he rarely used his chopsticks.

To the south is a wall, and a young man sat on the table there. He looked a little nervous and looked up from time to time to look at the entrance of the stairs.

Ma Sanbao cursed secretly, if these bastards were experienced veterans, the words "ambush" were engraved on their foreheads.

Everyone in the two teahouses knew that they had not heard of the storytellers; how could the beggar have such clean hands? And his expression clearly was not telling everyone, is it okay for me to give it or not? And the fortune teller, who had walked back and forth on the street for two times, was not like a fortune teller who wanted to tell someone fortune. The four brothers at the stairs were even more inexplicable. Who made them dress up as scholars? Have you ever seen such a dark and stunning scholar?

Ma Sanbao shook his head in pain. It seemed that after returning to Peking, these people must train more lurking skills. Otherwise, sooner or later, something bad happened. He could only hope that the four people lie in the back of the restaurant would pretend to be like some.

Ma Sanbao was very dissatisfied with the mission to come to the south. Those stupid Koreans received reports from the other party that they wanted to take action, but they didn't know how to start first. They insisted on setting up a bureau in Jiangbei Pavilion, trying to get the other party all in one place. Now, the other party was not beaten up, but instead took the life of Lord Zheng. The traitor was also very ineffective in doing things, and the information he gave was not accurate at all. In Jiangning Town, he took his brothers to a trip, but he didn't even get any hair.

However, the prince seemed to attach great importance to this operation. Not only did he send out thirty most capable guards, he also personally told himself to cooperate with the Goryeo before leaving. These guys who were not good at doing anything were enough to make trouble. As he thought about it, Ma Sanbao stared at the young man sitting by the wall with his eyes slanted.

The young man looked anxiously at the sky outside the window, and he had gone to the cottage four times since time to time. He had to be nervous. Last night, Wang Luchao sent someone to send a message to him, saying that he would meet here at You hour today, and he sent a message to his master overnight. The master ordered him to cooperate with Wang Luchao to catch him today. He arrived at the restaurant at three o'clock in Shen Shi. He ordered a few side dishes and ordered a pot of Longjing. He had been waiting for half an hour, but he still didn't see Wang Luchao appear.

At this time, his heart felt as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat's paws, and his undercover life was finally over. For such a long time, he stayed by the prince of the deceased kingdom, unable to eat or sleep well. His wife and children at home had not seen each other for several years. He was about to go crazy in such a day. He originally thought that Wang Yao's fall was his day to make a move, but his superiors did not dare to take action in Nanjing and insisted on inviting someone else to enter Beijing with the mission. The officials and men above really didn't know whether they had their brains in their minds or what. They finally reported information about the assassination of Lord Zheng, but they insisted on setting up a plan to catch all the people from the Goryeo Dynasty.

After the failure of the operation, Wang Luchao and several subordinates ran out to let everyone break through. They originally agreed to gather in Jiangning Town together, but the assassination alarmed the military officers of the five cities. After a few days, the city gates were checked and the entry and exit were extremely strict. Some people who could not speak Chinese were arrested, causing Wang Luchao to disband everyone and lurk. Last night, news finally came. As long as Wang Luchao was caught, he could finally forgive his original sins. After the boss said that after the matter was completed, he immediately put himself in a county to be the county magistrate. For him, this was simply a ghost to become a god. He was a man who was about to be beheaded, but now he had the opportunity to become an official again. After a while, he could straighten his back and meet his wife and children. Thinking of this, an excited red color appeared on his face.

Now it is approaching the third hour of You, the sun has completely set, and more and more people are eating up the stairs. Every time someone comes up on the stairs, the guests from the four tables from south, south, west and north will look at the entrance of the stairs at the same time. Then the people from other tables will look at the people against the wall at the same time. Almost everyone who comes up will be treated the same way. But except for his anxiously lowering his head, there is no agreed code.

Ma Sanbao couldn't sit still anymore. He saw the already tired fortune teller squatting on the street and looking at him anxiously; the two coolies who would never take care of their jobs bought two bowls of tea and started drinking; the few people next to the stairs stopped drinking, because they might have to get drunk if they drink again.

A guy carrying water was walking downstairs.

Did something go wrong? Wang Luchao saw his arrangement? No, judging from the clumsy assassination and stupid escape routes of these deceased people, they would not have any experience, so why didn't they come?

Novice hurriedly walked through the restaurant carrying a bucket. A wine flag fluttered in the wind in the vague lights, and the three dragons and phoenixes in Jixianlou were written on it. He noticed that the fortune teller was still wandering here, and the two coolies who had not left at night. Of course, the businessman who was not very good at listening to books in the teahouse did not escape his eyes. This was the second time he had walked through the restaurant in an hour. What were the people who had been staying here? Now he could go back and report his life, and the matter above had basically understood what the above was asking for reconnaissance.

"What? Is it him?" When Wang Luchao heard Xiao Chenzi's report, he was surprised and speechless.

The mole hidden beside Wang Luchao is Xu Fengjin who appears in Jixian Building. Wang Luchao is very reluctant to accept this fact. Because among these people, Xu Fengjin has the best martial arts skills, is the most capable, and is one of Wang Luchao's most trusted people. His background cannot be a traitor in any case.

Zhu Zhi said: "Although the young master is unwilling to accept this fact, the fact is the fact, and the traitor is the traitor. Now as long as you nod, the nail that has betrayed so many of your subordinates will be pulled out."

Wang Luchao buried his head in his hands in pain. After Xu Fengjin surfaced, many unexplainable things in the past could finally be explained. For example, why during the Jiangbei Pavilion, Zheng Daochuan happened to break through Xu Fengjin's direction.

Zhu Zhi said again: "Young master, you don't know the people's face. Even if you dig out one of him, you can't be sure that there is no one around him. Especially those who have voted in the past year must carefully review it."

Wang Luchao murmured: "This damn dog thief actually recognizes the thief as his father. His father was indeed killed by Li thief, so I didn't expect it to be this person no matter what. Since that's the case, please help Your Highness get rid of this traitor."

When the time entered the hour of Xu, Ma Sanbao no longer had the patience to wait. He slapped a 10-liang treasure bill on the table and shouted, "My friend's account." The guy walked over and looked at the treasure bill on the table, and put it away unhappily. Ma Sanbao stood up, walked towards the stairs, and passed by Xu Fengjin, stared at him fiercely.

Xu Fengjin walked back to his residence along the alley with his tired body. His heart, which had been nervous for a day, finally relaxed. But his heart was filled with endless loneliness. What should he do? Wang Luchao did not come, and his suffering was still unliberated. When will this undercover life end? At this time, he felt the infernal pain mentioned in the Nirvana Sutra in his heart.

"Swoosh" Xu Fengjin, who was opening the door, suddenly felt a chill in his vest, and an arrow protruded from his chest, with bright red blood on it. This was his last consciousness in his life.

After killing Xu Fengjin, Zhu Zhi ordered Xiao Chenzi to find a quiet place in the city to buy a house and arrange for Wang Luchao brothers and sisters and his men to live there. After all, they always live in the palace and have a big goal. Zhu Zhi told them to hide with peace of mind and wait for the opportunity. Wang Luchao suffered a great loss and was much more anxious, so the two brothers and sisters stayed in the garden as apartment.

You and I will come on stage after the show in Goryeo. Just after dealing with the Wang brothers and sisters, Li Chenggui's gift list floated to the surface again. The Ministry of Justice found these two documents in the case files handed over by the Five City Military and Horses. It was okay to say what was given to Zhu Yuanzhang, but the gift list presented to King Yan would be a big problem.

Yang Jing, the Minister of the Evocational Ministry, did not dare to act rashly, and delivered the gift list to Zhu Yuanzhang overnight. Although Zhu Yuanzhang loved Zhu Di, this obvious usurpation also made him furious. Seeing this, Yang Jing immediately submitted a copy and asked the King of Yan to punish him for usurpation.

When the news reached Zhu Zhi's mansion, Yang Rong threw the information on the table contemptuously and said to Zhu Zhi: "These fools, in this way, the King of Yan will be free of worries."

Zhu Zhi said: "Mianren, don't you just hope that King Yan can be safe in this matter?"

Yang Rong said: "From the future development of Your Highness, the King of Yan cannot fail, but this matter is a great opportunity to weaken the King of Yan. Originally, as long as the ministers below remained silent and asked the emperor to deal with it themselves, the King of Yan would learn a lesson either big or small. But now Yang Shangshu thought he had caught the handle and impeached the book. But how could the emperor not know that he was the one who protects the grandson? According to the emperor's temper, he naturally would not be willing to punish the King of Yan. It turned out that His Highness still had the opportunity to dissuade the emperor. Now it seems that even this trouble is spared."

Sure enough, within three days, Lao Zhu issued two imperial edicts in a row. One imperial edict rebuked Yang Jing for alienating the relationship between father and son and fined him three months of salary; the other imperial edict rebuked the King of Yan for not understanding etiquette and law, and punished him for sending the prince to Fengyang to guard the ancestral tomb for half a year. Both imperial edicts were lightly punished by both parties, but a discerning person could tell at a glance that Zhu Yuanzhang was protecting his son. Yang Jing wrote a letter to tell the King of Yan about the mistakes of violating the rules, but Zhu Yuanzhang beat him with a stick, which obviously warned everyone not to attack the King of Yan again.

The worst thing is that Li Chenggui's mission was sent to the delegation, and the official envoy was killed. The five cities' military commanders kicked the ball to the Ministry of Justice. The Ministry of Justice said that the Heavenly Kingdom did not recognize your vassal, and we didn't know how to manage it. He kicked the ball to the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Rites spoke, and you threw the murder case to my Ministry of Rites. Where did this go? You don't care, I don't care. Just kicked the ball between several yamen, and it was finally left alone. The delegation had no choice but to send people to report it back to the country and ask the country to send envoys to pay tribute.

In a few days, information came from Peking. The newly reprimanded King Yan scattered all his anger on the eunuch Ma Sanbao. He was demoted to Tongzhou to raise horses because of his poor work. The biggest winner in the whole incident became Zhu Zhi, the Liao king who had been hiding behind him. With this information, Zhu Zhi thought of this arrogant King Yan. He couldn't even understand how the emperor could know about this matter, and he didn't understand why Wang Luchao and his gang disappeared without a trace like water dripping into the sea.

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Chapter completed!