Bian Chao quietly stepped into the Winter Official Yamen, and the world was different from then on.

The last time for Wu Chongmin to wait has arrived.

As soon as an arrow came west, Bian Chaojing came out of Zhang Cambodia's study, and was shot back by a huge force.

The feather arrow pierced through Bian Chaojing's fat body, and also shot through the political affairs hall consultation letter he was holding in his arms, and the blood gushing out soaked the paper inquiry letter into a bright red color, making it his amulet.

Because of his existence, Di Renjie gave this order, and probably because of his death, this order will not be truly implemented.

One person, one order, was pierced into a string by a feather arrow, and they were mutually reinforcing.

"Border Supervisor Order" Zhang Cambodia drank in a deep voice, stepped forward quickly, and called people in his mouth, "Come on, protect this official, there are assassins who commit murder"

The subordinate officials of the left and right signing rooms, and the officials on duty in the yamen, heard the sound and swarmed over, drew their swords and drew their swords, and the inner and outer three layers guarded him, and asked in a mess, "Dasikong, where is the assassin?" ”

Some radical ones also rushed into the inner hall of Zhang Cambodia's signing room, scurrying around, not like protection, but like raiding the house.

Zhang Cambodia was furious and scolded loudly, "Presumptuous, wait for the official to listen to the order, and Hugh has to make a ......"

"Go to the door and be on guard."

"A few of you, go to the outside of the government office to search the street, and if you carry bows and crossbow equipment, you will all be arrested."

"And you, carry out the body of the border supervisor's order, and quickly go to Luoyang Mansion and Qiuguan Yamen to spread the word, so that they can quickly send arrests and investigate the murder case."

Zhang Cambodia was well-organized, full of energy, and distributed all of them to stabilize the situation.

In accordance with the order, many subordinate officials rushed out of the business trip one after another.

"Kill, kill" In the duty rooms on both sides of the Yamen, a large group of people suddenly rushed out from everywhere, screaming in shock, so that Zhang Cambodia Zhicai suppressed the restless atmosphere, and the old state reverted, and the people of the Dongguan Yamen were frightened, and the wolves inside and outside rushed and ran around.

"What's wrong? Who died? ”

Dongguan Yamen Bentang Langzhong is Zhang Cambodia's henchman, rushed out and grabbed a green-robed official, and asked sharply.

"Lang Zhong, the person who died was from the East Palace, who came to negotiate labor, and before he could say a word, someone walked behind him, he threw himself forward, and there was a dagger stuck in his heart, which was ......terrifying."

The green-robed officer was frightened, struggled away, and ran towards the yamen like a madman, obviously trying to escape from this place of right and wrong.

The huge winter official yamen official office, people come and go, like a pot of boiling porridge.

At this time, if someone takes a quiet look, they will find that although there are people running out of the government office constantly, the number of people who are scurrying back and forth in the government office is rolling like a tide, but it has never decreased, and even the number of officials and officials in the winter official yamen is much more than that of the winter official yamen.

"Da Sikong, this place is dangerous, the wicked person who committed the murder has not yet been caught, and his subordinates have arranged manpower to escort you back to your house to ensure your safety" This hall Lang gathered some officials, returned to Zhang Cambodia's side, and vigilantly glanced around, confirmed that there was no one around, and proposed to leave first.

Zhang Cambodia snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves into the door, and returned to the signing room.

"Hmph, since ancient times, I have only heard that thieves are afraid of officers and soldiers, and I have not heard that the government is afraid of thieves.

"Yes, Da Sikong" Hondo Lang didn't dare to say much, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance either, and personally guarded outside.

A pool of bright autumn water swept through the air and landed on Zhang Cambodia's neck, faint and cold.

Several whiskers on the lower jaw fell to the ground one after another, and this sword was obviously not ordinary, sharp and incomparable, and it was immediately fried.

Zhang Cambodia didn't move, raised his head, and closed his eyes, this is a posture of killing by the neck.

He had already expected that he would not have a good death, and the moment of his life came suddenly, and he quickly accepted it.

"Don't ask, which family am I from? Are you willing to be a fool? The Assassin spoke, his voice steady.

Zhang Cambodia squinted at him, this person was wearing an official costume of the Winter Official Yamen, obviously taking advantage of the chaos to sneak in, and hiding, not going out, just waiting for him to come back and die.

Zhang Cambodia replied calmly, "The official is not confused, Bian Chaojing is dead, and the people from the East Palace are also dead, then, you will not be from the Xiangwang Mansion and Xingqing Palace, it is the King of Xinyang who wants to clean up the portal."

"You guessed my identity correctly, but you didn't guess the truth," the assassin explained to him patiently, "You can remember that I am from the Wordless Monument, but I am here to kill you on behalf of the dead soldiers of the Prime Minister's Palace."

Zhang Cambodia frowned, incomprehensible, and smiled to himself, "I want to die, you are the person of the Xiangye, why bother to pretend?" ”

"This is not a disguise, the Prime Minister's Mansion sent a dead soldier to kill you, and after completing the task, he committed suicide by taking poison, we changed the next steps for him, let him die first, and then complete the errand for him"

Zhang Cambodia inexplicably talked about sex, "Since this is the case, why don't you sit by, why do you want to touch your hands?" ”

"Because, if he kills you, he will kill himself, and one side of the men will not be useful, and if they don't move, we will be disappointed" The assassin did not hide it at all.

Zhang Cambodia smiled, his mind was extremely clear, "In this way, this official is coming, but he has served Xiangye, and it is an honor, but it is just ...... Uh......"

Before Zhang could say anything, the assassin suddenly changed his face, and the long sword smeared on his throat, blood splattering everywhere.

The assassin was very particular, and he put Zhang Cambodia on the side of the couch by his arm, and let him lie on the table, barely peaceful.

With a "bang......", a loud bang sounded near Zhang Cambodia's signing room, followed by several screams.

"You guys, go check it out"

Outside the door, Hondo Langzhong sent a few people out, but he still stuck to his post and was on duty in front of the door.

The door of the "Bang Dang" signing room suddenly shattered, and the wooden frame flew sideways, knocking out the middle of the house.

A masked strong man dressed in the official costume of the Winter Official Yamen rushed out, and he didn't know if he had broken his foot, and the speed of his escape was not fast.

"Catch the assassin, he killed Da Sikong, catch him"

The pot of porridge in the Winter Official Yamen is boiling again.

It's just that this time, there is no need for Hondo Lang and others to preside over the scene, and the people who were originally scurrying around seemed to wake up, cooperating with tacit understanding, chasing and intercepting, and trapping the assassin and the person who answered in the heart.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and a large number of black and crushing coolies suddenly poured in outside, swords and swords, and fought with the people in the encirclement.

"This is, this is ......" Hondo Lang was dumbfounded, he couldn't read the style, and he couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.

Across the street, the mansion of Yuji Fang.

In the night, swords and soldiers are everywhere, and they are extremely dangerous.

Xu Hui was forced into the thatched house in embarrassment, and it was impossible to escape.

Outside, her subordinates screamed endlessly, but no one came to chase her, and the other party seemed to only think about killing and hurting people, and had no interest in her.

Xu Hui gradually calmed down, and her face gradually became ashamed.

It's not a conspiracy, it's not a fight, it's that someone is dissatisfied with her disobedience and takes a shot to spank her ass.