It was getting brighter and the rain was still falling.

Huo Chuanming stood under the eaves of the government office, watching his ex-boy Liu Zhuo board the carriage, and then watched the rows of ten carriages drive out of his sight.

He waved his hand and showed a smile of the winner.

He thought for a while and got on a carriage. The direction of the carriage was Zhuyu Xiaozhu.

He didn't know that there would be an assassination against Liu Zhuo. He wanted to meet Li Chen'an, but he did not demonstrate as the prefect, but with this identity, he believed that he could plan some win-win situations with Li Chen'an.

thing.

One is the official of the court.

One is the helm leader of the Ichthyosaur Society.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark. With this combination, of course there are many things to do together.

For example, the canal transportation in the place where Fengdu is located.

For example, the salt and iron department that he can control now.

For example, the huge profitable businesses in Guangling City.

Especially if the canal transportation in Linfengdu was in the hands of himself and Li Chen'an, the scope of grain purchase by the Shen family would not be limited to this Jiangnan province.

Originally, Ningguo's grain transportation was in the hands of the Ministry of Revenue, but in recent years, due to the Shuangjiao Lake bandits, it was difficult for the grain ships to arrive in Kyoto safely. The Ministry of Revenue did not have the money to support the Ministry of War to send a navy to suppress the bandits, so

A very embarrassing situation has been formed-

The canal transportation is still nominally owned by the Ministry of Revenue, but the canal transportation departments in many places have been destroyed in name only.

For example, the official office of Linfengdu Cao Transportation Department is still there, but now it has become a brothel!

The Sihai Gang and Huanxi Hall are basically fattening now, and it’s time to cut their flesh!

But if this big mouthful of fat meat cannot be confiscated, then the Huo family cannot eat it alone.

To do this, the best candidate is Li Chenan, the leader of the Guangling branch of the Yulong Association!

His second uncle is the Minister of Revenue.

Yulong will belong to Prime Minister Ji.

Li Chenan can take the blame, but his Huo family cannot.

...

...

The distance from Guangling City to Linfengdu is only about a mile away.

Very close.

But it was raining heavily today, and Liu Zhuo and his team walked a little slowly.

But no matter how slow you are, you will eventually arrive at your destination.

Because of this rain, Linfengdu Wharf has no Lifu to load and unload goods.

Liu Zhuo and his team's carriage arrived at the pier in the heavy rain.

He got off the carriage with an umbrella.

He stood under an umbrella, looked at the blue brick and green buildings in the town during the rain, and then looked back at Guangling City, which was simply missing.

Then, he stood at the dock and looked at the passenger ship anchored at the dock.

Just then...

A river breeze blows.

Carrying rain.

Not cold.

But Liu Zhuo felt a chill.

A man in black flew in from the rain.

A group of men in black rushed towards him from both sides of the dock!

Their feet stepped on the ground forcefully, splashing the accumulated water on the ground.

They pulled their weapons while running.

There is a teahouse in the row of rooms near the pier.

Two people sat by the window on the second floor of the teahouse.

They are Yang Sixian and Li Chenan.

Li Chen'an is cooking tea.

Yang Sixian was staring out the window.

Li Chenan poured him a cup of tea, and looked up at the window, and happened to see those who rushed towards Liu Zhuo like swords and guns.

"He's dead!"

Yang Sixian nodded, "I'm really dead!"

After saying this, he picked up the teacup, which was a little hot. He looked out the window again, and suddenly frowned—

Then, more than ten people suddenly appeared in the other carriages brought by Liu Zhuo!

More than a dozen swordsmen wearing white clothes holding long swords!

The more than ten swordsmen flew away like arrows just as twenty men in black were three feet away from Liu Zhuo.

After three breaths.

The two met two feet before Liu Zhuo.

A sound of iron clashing sounded suddenly, and instantly, a bunch of blood was pouring in the rain, and then there were endless screams of screams and wailing.

Another man came out of another carriage.

He is Cai Yutang.

He was surprised by the tragic scene. He rushed over and wanted to pull Liu Zhuo back to the carriage, but Liu Zhuo shook his head:

"and."

So, Cai Yutang stood beside Liu Zhuo tremblingly, too.

On the second floor.

Li Chenan was shocked, "Who are these white-clothed swordsmen?"

Yang Sixian put down the teacup and stroked his long beard, "The White Clothing Alliance!"

"...Baiyi Alliance? Did you hear that the White Alliance is not against the Imperial City Department? Why did they come here?"

"Zhongli Mansion, good means!"

Zhongli's mansion took the blame innocently.

"…Zhongli's mansion sent to Liu Zhuo?"

"It can only be Zhongli Mansion! Because only Zhongli Mansion hopes that Liu Zhuo will go to Shuzhou alive!"

Li Chenan was silent, and he looked out the window again.

The fight is still intense.

Several of the twenty people brought by Yang Sixian seemed to have died.

The 12 Golden Hairpins of Lijingsi are obviously much better than those brought by Yang Sixian, and there have been no casualties at this moment.

"What should I do?"

Li Chenan asked in panic.

Yang Sixian smiled faintly, "And."

Li Chenan didn't know what Yang Sixian was thinking.

Because there are fewer and fewer killers in black.

"The thirteen masters of the White Clothing Alliance, Zhongli Mansion colluded with the White Clothing Alliance. This news is given to the Imperial City Department. I think Mr. Changsun will like it very much."

Yang Sixian picked up the teacup again, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows had dissipated.

He became calm, as if he didn't care about the success or failure of this assassination.

He took a sip of tea, smashed his mouth, and laughed at Li Chenan, "You think Liu Zhuo will die?"

Li Chenan was stunned, "Maybe Mr. Yang, you have a backup plan?"

"Boy, you have to remember that no matter what you do, you must not take a gamble. You must have a backup plan to deal with possible changes!"

Li Chen'an felt a sudden slap in his heart. He looked out the window. The passenger ship parked at the pier was not very clear.

Could it be that Yang Sixian ambushed the real master on that ship?
To be continued...