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"Ha... don't be sensational here, Eunuch Gu... How could Eunuch Gu..." Jiao Huangzhong stared at Ye Chunqiu with wide eyes and retorted in fear. His voice trembled. Although he was still questioning, he was clearly insecure.? ((

Ye Chunqiu smiled, "Of course I am happy to do this. He Liu Jin is a human being, and Eunuch Gu is also a human being. Liu Jin is a companion to Your Majesty, and Eunuch Gu is also a companion to Your Majesty. So why is Liu Jin a eunuch on the pen and he is just an admiral of the West Factory? You see, as long as there are people, you will have these thoughts, just like in your heart, I am a Jinshi, and you are also a Jinshi. Why are you a Shujishi, but I am a Hanlin editor? "

The face was shabby and still insisted: "Ha...I don't believe it..."

Before he could express his confidence, Ye Chunqiu suddenly picked up the wine glass in his hand and smashed it hard on the burnt face.

Bang...

There was a crisp sound, a roaring sound in the burnt yellow, covering his nose, taking a step back, and blood dripping from the cracks of his fingers.

Without waiting for his reaction, Ye Chunqiu had already stood up, walked towards him step by step, and grabbed his head. He looked up at Ye Chunqiu in horror. This time, he really believed it.

While controlling him with his hands, Ye Chunqiu slowly pulled out the Boru Sword from his waist.

Jiaohuangzhong tried desperately to struggle, but how could he, a playboy who was powerless, get rid of Ye Chunqiu?

Ye Chunqiu's long blade has been pulled out.

Jiao Huangzhong looked panicked, suddenly raised his eyes and said aiyi: "You...you can't kill me...you..."

Ye Chunqiu smiled. He was surprisingly calm. The long blade was already on the burnt neck: "Do you know why I want to do it myself? First, it is your grudge, so naturally I should give you a break. Second, Eunuch Gu is a very cautious person. Although he is willing to use you to defeat Liu Jin, he will inevitably have a backup plan. If I don't, he will not do it rashly."

The body in the burnt yellow body trembled, his eyes were full of horror, and he begged: "Please... Ye Chunqiu, we were the same year, we were colleagues... I... I was wrong, I dare not."

Ye Chunqiu did not hesitate. With a long blade, a red line immediately appeared on his burnt neck. The next moment, Ye Chunqiu let him go, and he hurriedly covered his neck in horror. At this time, a blood arrow spurted out, and he couldn't even say a sad word. He just stared at Ye Chunqiu with wide eyes in pain, and fell into a pool of blood.

With the long sword back to the sheath, Ye Chunqiu blew out the candlelight on the table, and the house fell into darkness. He pursed his lips in the darkness and walked out slowly. Outside, Qian Qian and the hundred households had been around for a long time. Qian Qian looked at Ye Chunqiu, the young man he knew at the beginning, but now under the hazy light, there was a little more unique atmosphere, which made people feel heavy.

Qian Qian sighed and said to himself that people will indeed grow up.

Ye Chunqiu bowed to the hundred households: "Please ask me to take care of the aftermath."

The hundred households looked at Ye Chunqiu and were stunned for a moment, and nodded involuntarily.

Ye Chunqiu has already walked into the night and his figure has disappeared.

Half an hour later, many lieutenants rushed over with Liu Qianhu, and Liu Qianhu's face turned pale and said sternly: "Zhao Ji, where is Zhao Ji?"

A lieutenant hurried forward: "Zhao Baihu... is drunk..."

Bang...

Liu Qianhu slapped the captain in the face and said in a sequel: "It's so good, why did the person die?"

Yes, why did a person die? But the problem is that he is already dead. No matter what, he died in the imperial prison. Logically speaking, Liu Qianhu and Liu Qianhu's confidant care, what Liu Qianhu has to face is obviously the doubts of many people, and even the punishments from the superiors.

He narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "From now..." He glanced at his confidants who came with him and said sternly, "Everyone has tightened his mouth. If anyone asks, he will say that he commits suicide for fear of guilt. Do you understand?"

Apart from committing suicide fearlessly, Liu Qianhu could not think of any reason.

Because you said he did not commit suicide, but died at your hands. Of course, you can say who is trying to frame yourself, but the question is, who is trying to frame him? What's more, if he didn't commit suicide for fear of guilt, then what if someone accused him of being harmed? After all, the Jinyiwei is famous for being apart, and others cannot believe this kind of thing.

Take a step back and say that even if everyone believes that it has nothing to do with you, Liu Xian, as the Qianhu, you, as the Qianhu in charge of this matter, die here, and say that someone sneaked into the imperial prison and killed the burnt yellow. The Qianhu in charge of you, is probably to blame.

This is a big deal. If he doesn't say that he commits suicide fearing guilt, he will not be able to justify himself.

Liu Xian stomped his feet and said viciously: "Call me, go and tell Mr. Jiao, and hand me a note to the palace..."

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In the back house of Jiao Mansion, Jiao Fang was awakened in the middle of the night.

He had almost forgotten what he had done a few days ago. Although he did not kill Ye Chunqiu, Ye Chunqiu was just a composer after all. There were opportunities, so there was no need to rush for a moment. However, Zhu Xueshi died this time without a burial place. Now he can only take the blame. As for the burnt yellow... Then let him think about his mistakes in the prison. This son is too anxious to do things, so he can cultivate his body and cultivate his character for some time.

Overall, Jiao Fang did not suffer any major losses. He was a cabinet master after all, and he was definitely not something that a small cabinet editor could shake.

He slept early today. When he heard the mansion in charge hurriedly calling outside, Jiao Fang was awakened without any impatient. He knew very well that this loyal servant's nature would not have woken up at this time if he hadn't had any major events.

He only wore his clothes and raised his shoes, patted his concubine who was too lazy to beat him, and then he was able to leave the bedroom leisurely.

"Master..." Looking at Jiao Fang, he looked sad while in charge of the business, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

Jiao Fang looked back at the bedroom and smiled and said, "Old Chen, you have been with me for so many years, but still can't hold on like this? Well, I'll go to the hall and say."

Manager Chen said in tears: "Master, young master... the young master is dead... he died in the imperial prison... it was the news from the Jinyiwei, it was absolutely true."

Jiao Fang, who was still smiling just now, suddenly froze under the porch. Although the smile was still hanging on her face, his face suddenly pulled down under the hazy lantern light.

Dead...

Why did he die?

He is my Jiao Fang's son, why did he die?

Who dares to kill him?

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