Chapter 250: You just died, dad?

Chapter 250 You just died Daddy?
Until early noon, the early dynasty had not ended. This was the first time that the emperor had such a situation. Adults have been hungry from early morning until now, and some of them worry about Wu Yizhen even more anxious. The emperor seemed to be in a good mood today. He called the six officials next to each other to inquire about something that was not important. It was trivial, and apparently very casual, and nothing targeted.
When the sun was rising to the middle of the south, the emperor suddenly remembered something and said that everyone was hungry. The adults who thought they were finally looking forward to the end of the early dynasty quickly said they were not hungry. Who knew that the emperor nodded and said that since he was not hungry, discuss a few more things.
At this moment, many people can't wait to pump their mouths wide.
I don't know why Songbailou put up a sign today and closed for one day. The door was closed and the wooden boards that sealed the windows were not removed. The dying wind light that was turned on before yesterday night is still on, and it seems a bit lonely as the wind swings back and forth. It is unlucky to hang a lamp at the door during the day. If the door is open, it seems to be a furnished hall. Of course, it would be more like if the big windbreaker was written on the dying wind lantern.
The owner of Songbailou is Du, but few people know his name. He is the son of an old man in the house of a great man in the imperial court. The original building here was actually the silver from that big man. Mr. Du also knows that he is just a janitor. Songbai Tower is just a place for adults to gather in private, and the back yard is not accessible to ordinary guests at all.
At this time, boss Du was sitting in the lobby of the wooden building in front of him, his face seemed a little nervous. Several guys got bored and chatted together, and glanced at the boss from time to time to guess what was going on today.
Boss Du is not eligible to go to the backyard now, because in the backyard there are a group of people who have absolutely no significance but are absolutely important.
These people are the trustworthy stewards of those adults.
At present, those adults are still not returning to the court. Today's affairs are brought together and discussed by these supervisors. The identities of these people are not very glorious, they are just a lieutenant. But they are loyal to their masters, so they have access to high-level matters. And they are very smart, so they can get the trust of adults.
If the information held by these people is put together, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Changan city.
The grown-ups are gone, it's them who take the idea.
Boss Du has been playing drums in his heart. Although he doesn't know what happened, how can it be a trivial matter for these managers to gather in the backyard? Nothing outrageous how could they be so complete? Therefore, Mr. Du did not even dare to go to the backyard, lest he accidentally heard something terrible, so that he would lose his head unknowingly.
Just as he was out of nowhere, suddenly someone knocked on the door.
Boss Du was shocked, and the abacus in his hand fell to the table. He stood up and listened, thinking that the knock was his own illusion.
Papapa
The knock on the door rang again, though not loud but clear.
Du's face changed, and he winked at a young man. The guy hurried to the door and shouted to the outside across the door panel: "There is something in the boss's house today, and the guest will not open the door, please come back."
The knocking outside stopped, but the boy didn't hear the footsteps leaving. He put his ears against the door panel and listened carefully. When he was attentive, suddenly his body flew backwards. Not only him, but also a door panel.
The wooden door was knocked open from the outside, and the boy's body flew out and was covered by the door panel. The painful groan came out immediately, and there was a few swear words. Boss Du quickly walked out from behind the counter, his face looked solemnly.
A middle-aged man stood outside the door, wearing a royal blue brocade.
He stood there alone, standing with his hands up.
This is a slender and elegant man, the robe is well-fitted and spotless. You should be about forty years old, with some wrinkles at the corners but not very deep. He can't say how handsome he looks, but it's definitely the type that fascinates women. The charm that only a true mature man possesses is heavy and calm.
A long wooden box was poked on the floor beside him, so high as to his chest.
"San ... Sanjinhou!"
Boss Du's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he stammered, and then stepped back subconsciously. Although he didn't know the specific arrangements made by the stewards today, he knew that today should be the time of death for casual money. Most of the staff were sent out to hunt this person down, but this person was standing at the door of Songbai Tower at this time.
"I know there are many people who want to see me, so I came here."
Sanjinhou lifted the long wooden box and lifted his feet into Songbai Tower.
"Why, not welcome?"
he asks.
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A few guys ran over and lifted without damage, but blocked the gap by the wooden door that broke the door stop. Several people jammed the door back, but they were afraid to put it down while holding the door. They looked in horror at the middle-aged man wearing a royal blue brocade, as if seeing a demon who had just emerged from hell.
Sanjinhou has been moving slowly, Boss Du has been backing.
"Houye ... There are some personal matters in the store that are inconvenient to open the door today. If you want to eat and drink, please come back tomorrow, okay? If you come tomorrow, I will let the chef personally provide you with a table of Jiangnan dishes. I will treat you."
San Jinhou said with a smile: "Thank you for your kind intentions, but you should know that I don't have enough money to eat and drink."
Boss Du retreated to the doorway to the backyard, he couldn't retreat: "Houye, please don't make it strong."
The tone of San Jinhou's speech was still mild: "Boss Du, you have to be reasonable. Being in the yard behind your Songbai Tower is going to kill me, don't you allow me to ask why? If you insist on letting me go, it would be difficult for a strong person. It's you, not me. "
"Will you let it go?"
he asks.
Boss Du shook his head subconsciously: "Can't let it."
"All right, goodbye."
San Jinhou smiled and said four words, and then Du's eyes narrowed suddenly. When he looked at him, San Jinhou was standing less than half a meter in front of him. Before he had time to shout, San Jinhou Hou's hand was raised and caught in his throat, then he was lifted up into the wooden wall of the doorway.
With a bang, Boss Du's half body was jammed into the wall. The lower body hung outside the wooden wall, with both legs still shaking. The guys holding the door in the lobby cried out in horror, but were afraid to move because of a word of San Jinhou.
"Hold the door well, you'll die if someone comes in again."
After saying this, San Jinhou walked slowly into the doorway. From the front lobby of Songbai Tower to the backyard, there was a doorway at the beginning. After coming out, there is a corridor that is tens of meters long. After passing the corridor, there is a moon gate, and behind them are small courtyards separated by one another.
When San Jinhou entered the corridor, he paused for a moment, and then there was a beautiful arc in the corner of his mouth.
At the same time as the corner of his mouth drew, many figures appeared behind the Moon Gate. These people came in from outside the gate, rushing into the corridor with a knife. They are like a stream, and San Jinhou standing alone is like a hard rock. Is the stone blocking the stream, or is it washed away?
The answer is that the stubborn stones are up against the current.
With a long wooden box in his left hand, the casual golden waiter walked in the usual courtroom to kill one person. There was no violent dodge in his body, but the knife in the enemy's hand couldn't touch his body. And he used only one hand from start to finish, killing one step at a time and killing him step by step.
The corpse gradually covered the floor of the corridor, and San Jinhou stepped on it. But he still walked very stable and his face remained calm. It was as if he was not killing people, but driving away some flying mosquitoes. A killer raised his knife and saw a fist in front of him. The fist bumped into his forehead, and then his hard forehead collapsed.
If he can look like himself before he dies, he will definitely feel sick. Half of her face was gone, and it turned into a large pit from above her nose, and her forehead and eyes were buried. Blood and brain puffed out a little from the bottom of the pit, and finally stunned. By this time, the man who killed him had gone forward five steps.
There were more and more corpses in the corridor, and blood flowed down the gap of the bluestone slab.
There were more than twenty people in the Moon Gate, moving back and forth and squeezing out. Everyone's face was flustered, and the fear in his eyes spread uncontrollably. If ... if there is another way out of this backyard ~ EbookFREE.me ~ they must have already run away. Most of these supervisors are ordinary people and have no ability to escape through the high wall.
San Jinhou, who was killed all the way, stood about ten meters away from the Moon Gate. At this time, there were only two people left between him and those in charge of the Moon Gate. A swordsman with a long sword in his arms looking at him coldly, and an old man sitting on the stone with his bare hands and staring at the cold.
The two of them seemed to have no pity for those who had died, and those were as worthless as ants in their eyes. The blood on the ground had flowed to their feet, and they looked disgusted in their eyes. Those people's blood didn't seem to be worthy of sticking to their boots, and the only thing that interested them was loose gold.
"The merchant is a master, Da Sui's rivers and lakes are really interesting."
The young man holding the sword frowned, somewhat disdainful.
San Jinhou looked at his clothes and hairstyle, frowned slightly and asked, "Come from the east of the sea?"
The young man was wearing a different outfit from the Central Plains Han people and stepped on a pair of clogs on his feet. The clothes looked a bit like a blazer, but it was much longer than a blazer. A white cloth was tied to the forehead, and a crooked word was written on it. His expression was cold and arrogant. Although he was not tall, he pressed his jaw slightly under his eyelids.
"Someone guessed where I came from. For the first time our samurai warrior set foot here. I thought you were all frogs at the bottom of the well. No one knew it. Fight. I am different from them. My goal is not to become a glorious warrior around the owner, but to explore the world outside the empire for the owner and then conquer. "
The young man was surprised at first, and then said it proudly.
Sanjinhou did not seem to listen to those he said, but pointed to the white cloth wrapped around his forehead, and asked very seriously, "You just died father?"