Vol 5 Chapter 23: Take an unusual step

Chapter 23 Does not take the usual path
A one-foot-long dagger is inserted into the heart through the rib gap, and after the muscles are locked, it is difficult for blood to flow out.
As long as the dagger is not removed, the blood oozing from the edge of the wound is negligible.
Moreover, at the moment when life disappeared, nothing was said. The sharp knife pierced his heart, destroying his blood circulation in an instant, so that all his strength disappeared in an instant.
And Kim Il-sung's chattering words completely relieved the other two!
The Huns, Yi Tu, were ashamed of the landless self-confidence. When they stood on the side to watch the King Hun Xie, Huo Qubing slaughtered the tribes.
Yang Wentong stood at the door of the hut with a folding fan, looking at the enthusiastic scene in front of him, he was filled with emotion, and the arrangement of the big shopkeeper was really reasonable. With only a hint of hope, the two enemies of life and death became friends who could embrace .
Yi Tu came to the two people who were hugging and knelt down with his face concealed. He was about to speak. Jin Riyong's long knife hit the back of his head with blackness before his eyes, and then fell softly. on the ground.
Jin Riyong pushed away the obscure corpse in disgust in Yang Wentong's surprised eyes, and also spit on the corpse's face, and walked to Yang Wentong with a knife.
Yang Wentong jumped a tiger and immediately turned into a thatched hut and shouted, "I am a Han, you can't kill me!"
Jin Riyong tied the door of the thatched house from the outside, took out the fire-folder, and shook it casually, which lit the thatch on the roof.
He was too lazy to answer Yang Wentong's shouts.
As the fire gradually became larger, Yang Wentong finally began to feel that Jin Riyong really wanted to kill him.
In the past two years, the killing of the Huns by the Han people is common, and the cases of the Huns harming the Han people have been rarely heard. Even if there are, the Huns will be severely punished by the Han Dynasty.
This made many Han people forget that the Huns were once the most tyrannical group in the world.
Seeing the fire on the roof, Yang Wentong ran wildly in this stone-built house, trying to find a place where he could escape.
Unfortunately, this stone house inherited the habit of the Huns building tents, they did not have the habit of leaving windows.
If you want to go out, you can only walk through the door.
Anyone who can play folding fans, regardless of his level of learning, is in the end a reader. As long as he is a reader, he is generally not a good person. Archery, fencing, horse riding, and driving are all necessary skills. It is impossible to claim to be a scholar.
Yang Wentong saw the roof flames spreading, and lifted a stone to hit the door heavily. Although the door was broken, Yang Wentong did not directly break the door and rushed out. Instead, he lifted a big stone and hit the door. .
A group of white things flew out of the hut. Jin Riyong's long knife slashed heavily on this white thing. When the long knife just came into contact, Jin Riyong flashed quickly and turned into a sweep, only Hearing a loud bang, Yang Wentong, who swept his long sword on an iron sword and still had Martian seeds in his hair, waited for Jin Riyong to stand firm, and slammed his long sword into Jin Riyong.
Jin Riyong sideways gave away the iron sword, elbowed heavily against Yang Wentong's nose, blood splashed, Yang Wentong yelled, fell to the ground, supported his body with his back, and his two feet pressed hard against Jinri The belly of the chime propped up.
Jin Riyong avoided one foot, but the other foot kicked in his crotch and had to back two steps.
Yang Wentong stood up, ignoring the collapsed nose, and screamed quickly: "I was sent by Master Zhang."
Jin Riyong didn't seem to hear it. Once again, he rushed towards Yang Wentong. Yang Wentong yelled and turned and ran.
An egg-sized stone roared from a distance, hitting Yang Wentong's leg crookedly. He fell to the ground with a thud, before waiting for him to get up again, Jin Ribiao's big feet had stepped on his neck on.
A group of Xiongnu women ran out of the back of the mountain bag. Under the leadership of Hu Xiu, King Hu, they took the lead to tie up the Xiongnu who had been stunned by Kim Il-sung. Others kept pouring water on the hut. The flame soon went out.
Yang Wentong was tied like a dumpling and his eyes closed painfully. He didn't care much about his life. The first time he went out, he ended in failure and filled his heart with frustration.
Moreover, after the clothes on the body of Xu Xu were stripped clean, they were thrown into a pit by the women and buried in a flash.
Although the son's approach was far from the wishes of Hugh's Wang Jian, after Kim Il-sung got things done, she immediately chose to help her son destroy the dead.
When Yi Tu woke up, he saw Yang Wentong's blood-stained face for the first time. He struggled instinctively twice. When he saw Jin Riyong's somber face, he closed his eyes and died.
Yang Wentong still refused to give up. He looked up hard and looked at Jin Ribiao: "Mr. Zhang has already arranged everything. As long as you stop now, we can still help you to kill the Hunxie King, as long as you kill the Hunxie King, he Zhang Zizi's property promised to divide you into half!
In this way, your people can live a good life.
Think about how hard it is to live a good life with a big man. As long as you agree, it ’s nothing to die and be arrogant. "
Jin Riyong took the water bowl from Yaya and took a sip of water and asked in a low voice: "Is Zhang Anshi sending you, or is General Wei sending you?"
Yang Wentong froze for a moment, and immediately said, "Is there a difference?"
Jin Riyong nodded and said, "There is a difference. If the prince sent you, it means that I have no choice at all.
If Zhang Anshi sent you, this matter becomes very interesting. "
Yang Wentong stared at Jin Rifong's face for a long time, and finally sighed: "It was Zhang Gongzi who sent me."
Jin Riyong smiled and said: "I guess it is the same. Junhou will not do this kind of unscrupulous things. Only Zhang Anshi, who has long become a merchant, will force me to do things regardless of reputation."
Yang Wentong's numb face unkindly said: "How do you know that the prince did not know this?"
Jin Riyong raised his head and thought for a while: "If the little thing of the Hunxie King is removed, the prince will have to go out in person. How can my great Huns fall into such a situation?"
Yang Wentong tried hard to squeeze out a smiley face: "This kind of thing really is not worthy of the prince, but do you really not want to kill the Hunxie King?"
Jin Riyong sneered: "There are countless ways for Zhang Anshi to kill the Hunxian King, so you didn't ask him why he must borrow my hand to kill the Hunxie King?"
Yang Wentong said: "You kill the Hunxie Wang will not cause riots."
Jin Riyong laughed: "You see, this is the reason. For the sake of self-protection, the Hunxian is now starting to claim himself as a sage of the Huns. He paid for the Huns, and he paid for the Huns in the Land Palace.
He even devoted half of his family property to His Majesty, and begged His Majesty's favor. He even promoted the goodness of the Han among the Huns and actively promoted the process of the Huns' integration into the Han Dynasty.
It can be said that in order to protect himself, he does everything he can.
At this time, the King of Hunxie was still very useful to His Majesty. A group of money families headed by Zhang Anshi, but because of a little loss of money, handed down King Hunxie.
The most shameless thing is that they did not dare to do it themselves, fearing that they would be accountable by His Majesty after killing the King Hunxie, they pushed me out as a scapegoat. By then, it was nothing more than the Huns killing the Huns.
Zhang Anshi was pretty good to me. After I killed the Hunxie King, about 40% of them might not be executed by His Majesty. After all, the Huns who stayed in Changan still needed a nominal king to control them.
I pay too much and get too little. "
Yang Wentong originally listened to Jin Ribong's speech, but he was ashamed, but when he heard the last sentence, he came to the spirit, and quickly said: "If you are half done, you must not feel less, half the money is what you deserve. Take it, others will not have opinions. If it is too much, it will definitely hurt you ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You should understand this. "
Jin Riyong nodded and said, "It makes sense that you are an identity in Yunshi?"
Yang Wentong said: "A certain family is Zhang Gongzi's staff, not the Yun family officials. I just hope that one day he can run for the prince."
Jin Riyi used a knife to lift Yang Wentong's body and said, "Go, tell Zhang Anshi, this is the last time I'm polite to him. Once again, I will commit suicide to Qianzhuang and die with him!"
Yang Wentong slowly stood up, courtesy of Kim Il-hung: "You might as well ..."
"roll!"
Before Yang Wentong finished speaking, Jin Riyong's long knife was inserted in the open space between Yang Wentong's legs.
Yang Wentong stepped over from the long sword and raised the miserable face when he walked to the door and smiled: "If I were you, I would really bet."
After he finished speaking, he left quickly. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment. He thought that what he had done was tenacious and stable, which turned out to be what he is now. It was really frustrating.