"If half of the officials in our Dajing Kingdom could be as diligent and diligent as the prime minister, then Dajing Kingdom would not be what it is now..."
"Shut up!" The prime minister stopped the butler's words, "I advise you to say less about this kind of beheading in the future, otherwise, you and I will have to move our heads, do you know?"
The prime minister's words were stern and sincere. The butler listened to him and nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! What the prime minister said is true. I will not dare to say that in the future."
"Where are you now?" the prime minister asked.
The housekeeper looked forward, and saw that he had come to a bridge, and the lake was under the bridge.
"Reporting to the Prime Minister, it is now at the head of Anbei Bridge, and it has already passed Anrenfang."
The prime minister's tone was a little unhappy: "That's still far from the palace! Tell the porters to hurry up, otherwise when will you be able to reach the Shang's study!"
"Yes, I'll tell you to go now, little one!" The housekeeper shouted loudly, "If you have strength, go quickly, or you will be whipped by me!"
Those porters only wanted a bite of food, so they didn't dare to be lazy when they heard what the housekeeper said, and kept running forward.
Suddenly, the sedan chair stopped suddenly again, it stopped with a swipe.
"What's the matter!" The prime minister in the sedan chair was very angry, "Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, are you going to kill me? What are you doing?" Turning to the housekeeper, "Go and see what is going on Something happened!"
The steward agreed, then walked forward and asked the Taoist official, with a stern voice: "What's the matter with you, why did you stop all of a sudden? The prime minister has something important to report to the emperor!"
The Taoist official said: "I don't want to do this either, butler, look at the front, there is a person standing there!"
The housekeeper looked forward, and sure enough, he saw a man dressed in black standing in the middle of the road, holding a sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword resting on the ground, with his back facing them.
The housekeeper was a little surprised at first, but seeing that the other party was only one person, he couldn't be surprised.
"Hey, what are you doing, that person in front? Get out of the way quickly. This is the cavalry of the prime minister's mansion. If you offend the prime minister, do you know the consequences?"
The man smiled coldly, it was gloomy, as if the voice came from hell.
"It's because I'm the prime minister's convoy that I stopped it. It's not the prime minister, so I won't stop it!"
When the housekeeper heard this, he was furious: there are people who dared to block the prime minister's convoy, it's simply reckless, daring, unforgivable crime!
"Boy, let me warn you again, if you don't get out of the way and delay the prime minister's schedule, I will..."
Before the word "Just" was uttered, a red light flashed, and the butler's voice stopped. At the same time, with a bang, the butler's head rolled to the ground like a watermelon, and the place where it rolled was dripping with blood, okay? Thriller.
Zheng!
The sword passed by the butler's throat, and then slipped back into the scabbard.
"He talks too much!" said the swordsman standing in the middle grimly.
The Taoist priest's eyes widened and he almost fell off his horse. The scene in front of him was too cruel and bloody. As the founder of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had never encountered such a thing before! I have never heard of any daring thief who can openly assassinate and stop the prime minister's cavalry on the street.
"You... who are you and what do you want to do?" Although the Taoist priest mustered up his courage, his tongue was still tied. He was really afraid that he would be like a housekeeper, with his head in a different place.
The man finally turned around slowly, but he was a middle-aged man with a goatee, a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth, and red eyes full of hostility.
"You'd better not ask such questions, otherwise you will end up like the talkative person next to you."
Daoist Kai was stunned, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"I... I am the founder of today's prime minister, you'd better not..."
"what… "
It was the accompanying pawns who screamed. The Taoist's head was like a blood ball, flying off the horse and rolling many meters on the ground.
"If you want to survive, let me go!" the swordsman sternly shouted.
So, those timid people hurriedly dispersed, leaving only the prime minister's sedan chair behind and placed it in the middle of the road.
The swordsman smiled sullenly, and approached the prime minister's sedan chair step by step. The prime minister in the sedan chair was not afraid, his hands and feet were already shaking, and his back was soaked.
"Prime Minister, do you also want to ask, what exactly do I want to do?" the swordsman asked proudly.
The prime minister wiped the sweat from his brow, wanted to ask but was afraid that it would be the consequences of the priest and the housekeeper; if he didn't ask, he really didn't know what the swordsman wanted to do.
The swordsman smiled and said, "Let me tell you! Someone doesn't like you, so please let me get rid of you and replace you with a better prime minister."
The prime minister was suddenly angry: it seems that the ministers in the court did not like him and wanted to replace him, so they came up with the idea of inviting assassins to assassinate him.
"Tell me, who is that person? I must want him to die badly."
The swordsman sneered a few times: "It's okay if I tell you, but since you're going to die, it doesn't matter if you know or not. It's better if I don't tell you!"
The prime minister panicked all of a sudden: "Don't, man, my family has a lot of money, why don't I give half of it to you, okay? You work for your master just for money, I don't believe your master has more money than mine !"
The swordsman smiled again: "I'm sorry to tell the prime minister, my master does have more money than you!"
The prime minister has already felt that the sword has been unsheathed.
"No, hero!" The prime minister was flustered and didn't know how to address him anymore. "You can do whatever you want me to do, and I will definitely agree! I can give you women, money, and titles."
The swordsman said: "Excuse me, we swordsmen have a rule: we never betray the master we promised to do for him!"
clang!
The tip of the sword trembled, and there was a bark, and the prime minister yelled "Uh", and then a pool of blood flowed out from the sedan chair and flowed on the ground.
"Don't blame me, who told you not to deal with that person!" The swordsman wiped the blood-stained sword with the cloth curtain of the sedan chair. "I just take money to kill people, justice and evil, I never care!"
As the swordsman spoke, he tiptoed, and flew lightly over the walls on both sides of the street, and disappeared under the starlight in an instant.
The pawns and servants hid behind the corner of the wall, and only dared to run out when they saw the swordsman flying away. They opened the curtain, and when they saw the dead prime minister, they all howled.
"The prime minister has gone!"
"An assassin killed the prime minister!"
"Quickly report to the police!"
After a while, the night patrolling soldiers came and saw the prime minister stabbed to death on the street. They were really shocked and quickly reported to their superiors. The superiors were also surprised and reported the incident to the emperor.
Li Hai hadn't gotten up yet, and his body was heavily pressed against Zi Yan.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Tai Tai was shocked when he heard the news, and wanted to wake Li Hai up immediately, but was afraid of being scolded by Li Hai, so he called in a very low voice, so small that he could hardly hear himself clearly.