Chapter 394: The end of a prime minister

After leaving Yu Qian's house in Nancheng, Qin Lei arrived in Dongcheng surrounded by guards.

On Sangong Street, a group of fully armed black-armored cavalry were holding open fire, surrounding the huge prime minister.

Starting from midnight yesterday, the entire Sangong Street and the other three sides of the Prime Minister's Mansion were all martial law. No matter whether it is official, civil and military, or noble or humble, it is allowed to pass.

Those who had bold and arrogant intentions to pass the level were shot and killed by arrows without hesitation. Only then did people realize that the fifth prince was going to take ruthless action.

The residents who faced the street closed their doors all day long, but they peeked out from time to time through the cracks in the door. Although they were a little scared, the reputation of the Fifth Prince's love for the people as much as his son always made the people in Zhongdu feel... it should be just a fight between the big shots, and it will not cause harm to us.

What disappointed them was that they didn't see any excitement all day, until the three drums rang out, and the streets were still quiet. Everyone had to wash and go to bed. But as soon as they got into the bed, they heard a rapid sound of horse hooves at the intersection of the street.

As soon as he heard the movement, the people who had been waiting for a day crawled out of the quilt, ran to the gate of the yard barefoot, skillfully slashed the crack in the door and looked out...

But I saw a team of black knights coming in the moonlight. With a glance, many people saw the fifth prince in the team with a cold face. Although few people have seen him, people can be sure that it is the fifth prince. Because he is so different... Despite the same outfit, the majesty that looks down on the world is something that others can't pretend.

Surrounded by the black-clothed guards, Qin Lei rode his horse to the gate of the prime minister's mansion. The black-armored cavalry retreated to the left and right, and for the prince and his personal guard, a road leading to the Wen Mansion was flashed.

Qin Lei was wearing the black glove on his left hand. The paralysis effect of the ointment had passed. A burst of heart-wrenching pain came from the back of his hand, making his face even more gloomy: "Call the door."

Shi Gan quickly waved his hand, and a black-clad guard turned over and dismounted, slapped the gate of the prime minister's mansion vigorously: "Open the door!" There was a noise from the door, but soon he returned to peace and no one came to answer, let alone open the door.

"Crash away..." Shi Gan looked at the prince, saw his impatient look, and quickly ordered in a deep voice.

After a while, a thick siege hammer was pushed over, and more than a dozen strong wooden soldiers shouted and knocked down the red painted gold nails and the tall and strong gate of the prime minister's mansion with just two strokes. With a "boom", several guards who could not dodge were pressed down below.

Seeing the door open, the black-armored cavalry rushed in like a tide. While waving the saber in their hands, they shouted: "Surrender and not kill! Resistance will lead to death!"

The Wenfu escort in the yard was surrounded for a whole day. He thought he would be slaughtered, so he picked up his swords and guns to fight to the death. At this time, he heard the slogan of "surrender and not kill", and the spirit of dying struggle disappeared. Many people threw down their swords and guns, knelt on the ground with their heads in their arms and prayed for life. This weakness was transmitted faster than any disease. In a short while, hundreds of guards took all their weapons and lined up on the long street under the surveillance of cavalry.

Qin Lei looked at the Wenfu Protective House in the concierge coldly, and pinched the horse whip in his hand into deformity.

Seeing him like this, Shi Gan knew that the prince was suppressing his murderous intention and asked softly: "Prince, if you really don't feel happy, just kill them all. Anyway, we are taking revenge, and no one will say anything."

Qin Lei chuckled and said, "The ancients said: 'You must cherish your feathers and cherish your reputation just like a bird, so that you can succeed."

Shi Gan thought to himself: "This ancient man spoke very casually." But he also understood that the prince was unwilling to leave a bad impression of "cruel and bloodthirsty" on the people of Zhongdu.

The soldiers strictly abide by the discipline announced in advance, searched every house in an orderly manner, and drove all the servants and maids, the Wen family, to the yard to stand. Among them, the Wen family shrews and scoundrels rolled around, and were shot and killed by the black guards without any mercy.

They only receive the order that "the surrender lives, the resisters die", and any excessive behavior will be understood as "resistance" and will be punished extremely severely.

The bloody scene made the Wen family feel scared and they gathered in the front yard honestly, and no one dared to act rashly.

An officer stood in front of everyone holding a list and shouted: "Anyone who clicks the name should come out, and the rest should not make noise." Then he began to name the Wen clan according to his seniority.

Seeing that his subordinates controlled the situation, Qin Lei took Shi Gan and walked straight to the back garden. Not long ago, he had visited here, so he was quite familiar with it.

Walking through the rockery and the yard for a quarter of an hour, you will reach the yard at the center of the prime minister's residence. Before you could carefully look at the residence of a country's prime minister, you saw a white shadow shot out from the backyard. As the rabbits rose and falcons fell, they had disappeared into the water-like night.

The black guards were immediately as if they were facing a great enemy, surrounded the prince tightly in the middle, fearing that yesterday's tragedy would happen again. Qin Lei was not worried, and took his eyes back from the place where Bai Ying disappeared, and whispered: "Look at who that is?"

"It's like...Mr. Le..." Shi Gan said without any determination.

Qin Lei smiled and said, "Generally speaking, people wearing white clothes and walking at night are the fools, but also the lunatic Le Buyi."

Shi Gan smiled bitterly, without making a sound, waved his hand and asked the black guard to check around. After a while, the guards rewarded him, and everything was normal except Wen Yanbo.

Shi Gan glared and said, "Is Wen Yanbo abnormal?"

The black-clad guard who reported the news pointed to the backyard and smiled and said, "You can go and have a look, it's definitely not normal."

Qin Lei said softly when he heard this, "Look at it." He tightened the cloak on his body and walked to the backyard first. Shi Gan quickly led people to follow him.

Before he could reach the Yuemen Cave, he heard the sound of sobs and deep musical instruments in the yard, the sound of songs was like weeping and complaining, and the sadness. Under the influence of Yongfu and poetry, Qin Lei was also a person who understood music.

He stopped and listened to the song, and for a moment it was like seeing a beautiful princess who was forced to marry, dressed up in the river, looking at herself and pitying, and couldn't help but feel a faint nostalgia; for a moment it seemed like he saw an unfortunate concubine in the deep palace courtyard, who had lost love and freedom, and could only sit and watch the palace flowers falling and flowing with the water, as if she was watching the pain and sorrow of her youth passing away.

This song is full of a desolate and sad atmosphere. It is like the willows in the late spring, which makes people feel locked in spring and a beautiful woman's feeling of twilight.

Qin Lei finally couldn't help but step through the Yuemen Cave. He saw an old man covered in mud and scattered white hair leaning against a lonely grave. The song was blown out by a pottery jar the size of a goose egg in the old man's hand.

Qin Lei and his group walked in, and the old man didn't look up, and whimpered and whimpered. With the moonlight, Qin Lei looked at the old man up and down, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Prime Minister is so excited to lean on the grave under the moon."

The old man who was not dressed and dirty was Wen Yanbo. He was dressed up well and took a shower intently. But who would have thought that Guiguzi suddenly came in and ravaged him into the current strange appearance of being a man who is not a man or a ghost. It was too late to take a shower and change his clothes.

The old man simply let go, stroked his white beard with mud, put the pottery jar down, looked at Qin Lei with a squint, and sneered: "Qin Yutian, are you very proud to see me like this?"

Qin Lei shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "I feel a little sad. The so-called heroic spirit of death is here. A dignified prime minister should not be like this... dirty."

Wen Yanbo laughed and said, "Qin Xiaowu, don't want the villain to be proud. There is a saying that 'Always watch crabs coldly and see when you will be rampant.' Don't you know that today's me is tomorrow' you!"

Qin Lei curled his lips indifferently and said, "Is that so? Unfortunately, your pair of round and cold eyes will soon become dead eyes. No matter what the fate of the Lone King will be, you will not see it."

Wen Yanbo was speechless for a moment, took out a silver wine pot from his arms, took a sip and smacked his lips, "Yes, no matter what, I will die before you. What will happen to you? Do my bird's business?"

Qin Lei nodded and smiled, "The Prime Minister is so conscious..."

Wen Yanbo suddenly looked up and stared at Qin Lei and said, "But there is something I still want to say. Do you know, we are actually very similar."

Qin Lei frowned slightly and said, "Compared with you, it is an insult to me. Of course, it is an exception to say it from you..."

Wen Yanbo said in surprise: "Why? Do you still respect me very much?"

"No, it's because you don't know much." Qin Lei sneered faintly.

Wen Yanbo was stunned for a while before he realized, and laughed at himself: "You say this, the Empress Dowager said this, and the Immortal Master Guigu said this, it seems that I really have no idea."

Qin Lei curled his lips and said, "Everyone can make money, you can accept it."

Wen Yanbo ignored Qin Lei's ridicule and shook his head slightly, "I know, you think I am pitiful and ridiculous, but do you know that in my eyes, you are also pitiful and ridiculous in the eyes of many big shots."

Qin Lei drooped his eyelids and said, "I don't think so."

Wen Yanbo did not argue with him, but just laughed and said, "I dare to praise the needles with my fingers, and I don't draw the long eyebrows. I hate that I pressed the golden thread every year to make wedding clothes for others!" As he said that, he looked at Qin Lei with a funny face, and drank a big mouthful of wine and said, "The prince is the chief examiner of this competition, and he is naturally quite accomplished in poetry, so he should understand it, right?"

Qin Lei ignored the sarcasm in his words and said in a deep voice: "Make a wedding dress for others?"

Wen Yanbo nodded and smiled, "Yes, from this perspective, you are even worse than me. I can be at least twenty years old. And you will only be around for three to five years at most."

Qin Lei narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What does it mean? Why can't the Lone King see the danger?"

Wen Yanbo's face became softer, and his voice was no longer high and sharp: "Actually, I wanted to live in peace with you, after all, you were raised by her." Qin Lei looked at Wen Yanbo silently and listened to him continue: "But you were pushed, pulled, dragged, and pulled, step by step onto the battlefield of confronting me and Li Hun. It's like when I was abducted all the way, I became a splint between several major forces in a confused manner, and became someone's consumable."

"Consumables?" Qin Lei looked at Wen Yanbo with a serious expression. He vaguely felt that the old man knew some secrets about him. And this secret was obviously hidden and used as a tool to deal with him.

Wen Yanbo smiled sadly and said, "Yes, consumables, on the surface, are glorious, but they are just chess pieces in the hands of chess players. As long as they are not needed, they can sacrifice you and me at any time... and the whole game of chess can also play as usual."

Qin Lei said in a deep voice without comment: "We are different. No one can destroy me, and no one has the ability." He is now the Shuangjun Prince, the actual controller of the south, the Qin clan, the owner of Jingshan Camp, the leader of the 20,000 Jingshan New Army, and the chief examiner of the 18th year of Zhaowu's imperial examination. His authority is so powerful that he can be said to be a great place. Although he dare not say that he will be the foundation forever, if he will be defeated in this life, no one will believe it.

But Wen Yanbo giggled and said, "You have a fatal flaw. As long as you are caught, everything you have to do without any effort. Everything you have today will turn into a dream, a mirror and a water moon."

Intuition, Qin Lei believed what he said, so he put away his calm and calm appearance, lifted Wen Yanbo, and raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the flaw? Say!"

Wen Yanbo pointed to his stuck throat, and after Qin Lei let go of his hand, he gasped and said, "You are my enemy, why should I tell you?"

Qin Lei frowned slightly and said, "Everyone retreated." Shi Gan waved his hand, and a group of black-clothed guards retreated quietly.

"So too." Qin Lei added softly. Shi Gan glanced at Wen Yanbo in embarrassment, and then heard the prince say, "Even with his bear, can he hurt the Lone King?" Shi Gan shook his head and then quietly retreated.

There were only two left in the backyard, Qin Lei and Wen Yanbo, and there was no movement except for the slight whimpering wind.

Staring at Wen Yanbo's eyes like a poisonous snake, Qin Lei said coldly: "Tell me, if I can interest me, I can spare the lives of your tribe."

Wen Yanbo was so palpitations that he saw, and he barely looked at him and said, "You take this seriously."

Qin Lei nodded and said, "Apart from your direct children, I don't want any life."

Wen Yanbo said disappointedly: "Just say you are not that generous."

Qin Lei sneered and said, "The Lone King doesn't want to cause trouble for himself. Anyway, you have a thousand people in Wen clan. You are not more than your family, and you are not less than your family, so it has no effect."

After thinking for a while, Wen Yanbo mentioned another additional condition and said: "Mingli's life cannot be hurt, and I cannot end the future."

Qin Lei nodded and smiled, "No problem." He held the handwritten letter from Empress Dowager Wenzhuang in his arms. It was sent by eunuch Qiu before entering the mansion, but of course he would not say it.

Wen Yanbo looked at Qin Lei suspiciously for a while before saying in a deep voice: "You swear to use the name of your own future child."

Qin Lei thought to himself: 'This man is so strange, how can you swear with future children?' But he obediently did it, and then said impatiently: "Tell me quickly!"

Wen Yanbo nodded with satisfaction and leaned closer to Qin Lei's ear and said, "Your flaw is... your surname is not Qin!"

Qin Lei's hair all over his body suddenly stood up, lifting Wen Yanbo up. Their foreheads almost touched each other and gritted their teeth and said, "What did you say?"

Wen Yanbo seemed to enjoy his stuttering account, and did not mind his neck hurting, and gasped, saying, "You are not surnamed Qin, you are not the son of Emperor Zhaowu, so everything you have now is just a joke..."

Qin Lei's forehead pulsated and he pushed Wen Yanbo hard onto the grave. Before the old man could scream, he rushed up like a wolf, punching and kicking him.

He could only scream and Prime Minister Wen, who had thin arms and legs, was beaten to a bruised nose and face, as if his ribs were broken. He lay on his back on the grave, and gasped like a bellows, saying, "Don't think... I'll spread rumors to you, I'm not the only one who knows about this."

With a clang, Qin Lei pulled out the sword with his backhand and put it on Wen Yanbo's neck and said, "Evidence, if there is no evidence, nothing I said will count!"
Chapter completed!