Qing'er and the other three had the cards ready. When Jiji Gugu discussed how much money to lend Yang Hao and what methods to use to get it back, several people wearing bronze masks suddenly broke in. The person who came threatened them not to speak out, threatening that anyone who dared to make a sound would immediately start a killing. August 1st Middle School    ★W√W√.

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CoM Yang Hao once taught the three of them that if they are kidnapped by a strong man, they must be calm first. Saving their lives is the most important thing, and everything else is easy to discuss.

The three of them were extremely calm and impressed the chief executive. He asked Yan Lu to tell Qing'er that they were from the Spurs of Horse Camp so that they didn't have to worry. Among the three, only Qing'er had heard of the name of the Spurs of Horse Camp. That was what she heard in Yang Hao's sleep when Yang Hao took her to escape after the Ganlu Incident. Later, she asked Yang Hao, but Yang Hao did not hide it, told her the truth.

Qing'er asked Xiaoyu and Lu Rui not to resist any resistance and completely obeyed the command of the people. The facts proved that her judgment was not wrong. The chief executive had no intention of harming Yang Hao, they were just testing his loyalty. At this time, she felt relieved when she saw Yang Hao safe with her own eyes.

The chief general said: "Send the three ladies to rest, I have something to say to Governor Yang."

The three of them suddenly became panicked. Although the tone of the chief executive was very gentle when he spoke, the three of them were also people who had experienced a lot of things after all. Can they see each other again this time? Looking at the three of them with tears in their eyes, Yang Hao smiled easily at them and signaled that the three of them to leave quickly. Qing'er held one with one hand and whispered: "Let's go, there will be no problem."

Yan Lu shouted in a sharp voice: "Let's go, why are you still procrastinating?"

Xiaoyu was in a state of anger. After hearing this, she walked straight to Yan Lu. Before Yan Lu could react, she suddenly raised her foot and stomped on Yan Lu's feet.

"Ouch--" Yan Lu screamed and jumped up with her feet in her arms.

"Oh--" As soon as Xiaoyu stepped on it, Lu Rui kicked him without showing any weakness. Yan Lu squatted on the ground, rubbing his legs out, and sucking his mouth constantly. Everyone was staring at all. No one expected that the grand governor's wife would turn against him and act like a little bit of face.

Yang Hao coughed heavily, and finally stopped Qing'er from taking action. Looking at Yan Lu's embarrassing look, the chief manager shook his head helplessly, turned around and stared at Yang Hao with a cold look: "You are right, Fengzhou really can't live without you for a moment."

Although this was a joke, there was a bit of dissatisfaction. Yang Hao was a little more careful. The mahjong on the table had been sorted, and the dice was placed in Lu Rui's position. Qing'er and Xiaoyu still had some scattered silver on the seats, but the pile of silver that Lu Rui won was unknown. Did she take it away? This girl was quick enough.

The chief manager sat down on the front of the square table and saw Yang Hao standing respectfully in front of him. He pressed his hands:

"Sit, sit down, you sit down too."

The chief manager's tone was extremely kind and he was really not arrogant at all. Yang Hao had to bow and sit down.

"If I remember well, you joined the camp in March of Yamato in the ninth year, right?" The general manager talked about the past in a leisurely tone, as if two old friends who had not seen each other for many years were chatting. His golden mask looked very strange under the candlelight, reminding Yang Hao not to relax at all.

"It's rare that the chief executive still remembers it." Yang Hao laughed at himself, "It's a pity that his subordinates were quarantined and investigated in less than a month."

"Young people are bound to make some small mistakes. Since ancient times, many heroes have fallen into the word "color". Fortunately, you can be lost and make many great achievements as the emperor. From the ninth rank holding a halberd to the fifth rank, there are only a few people since the establishment of the camp of the horse. Your glory is also the glory of my Baoli Society."

The chief executive spoke very slowly and his language was simple and unpretentious, but the shock he brought to Yang Hao was difficult to express in words. In the past two years, he has taken root in the frontier and fought alone. Fengzhou has finally made little contributions to his current situation. But the superiors seem to have forgotten himself, ignoring him and ignoring him. While he is happy and free, his loneliness in his heart is getting worse and worse.

"The emperor depends on the blessings of the emperor, and the great generals are in charge of their lives. Yang Hao has no achievements."

"You don't have to be humble. I see everything you have done over the years. It is indeed a bit unkind to let you take on the burden of Fengzhou alone, but I don't want to give you too much restraint and pressure. Young people are energetic and dare to take risks and act. This is because of nature. Those who follow the old and keep their complacent are not born like this. They are forced out by bad habits in the officialdom. I don't want the people in Baoli Society to become timid and conservative people, so I want to let go of your hands and let you try and break through yourself, so that you can become steel in the wind and rain."

After hearing these words, Yang Hao was quite moved and felt ashamed and uneasy for his misunderstanding of the "top". At this time, something surprised Yang Hao. The chief manager suddenly took off his mask. The chief manager behind the mask was 27 or 28 years old, with a clear angular face, and his eyes were calm and firm.

"Your Highness of the King of Guang." Yang Hao hurriedly stood up to pay homage. He never expected that the chief manager of Baoli Society was actually King of Guang Li Chen. Li Chen was the thirteenth son of Emperor Xianzong of Tang, Li Chun, the uncle of Emperor Wenzong Li Ang, and the biological father of Princess Yichun. Yang Hao had met him several times at the court meeting, but he did not leave any deep impression.

"I have reported to the emperor to promote you to the fourth-rank high-ranking horizontal sword to show your achievements." Li Chen helped Yang Hao up and said sadly, "The only thing I can do for you."

Among the four levels of the Spurs Horse Camp, the level of the halberd is the lowest and farthest from the core, and there is no way to contact any core secrets. Although the horizontal sword is the backbone of the Spurs Horse Camp, the power of the low-level horizontal sword (grade from fifth to fourth grade) is not very strong. What it does is not essentially different from the Spurs Horse Camp, and there is no contact with the core secrets. The fourth grade is a dividing line in the horizontal sword. The horizontal sword above the fourth grade is considered a high-level horizontal sword, and can contact many core secrets. In addition, the restrictions of the ancestral teaching of "swords do not leave the capital", the power treatment enjoyed by the high-level horizontal swords outside Chang'an City is basically the same as the sword.

According to the internal regulations of the Spurs Horse Camp, the promotion and decline of low-level horizontal swords and halberds shall be decided by the general manager, and the high-level horizontal swords and swords shall be determined by the emperor himself. Li Chen's second half of the sentence is meaningful. Although the promotion of high-level horizontal swords and swords is not in the hands of the general manager, there is still the power of recommendation. Whether Li Chen's words imply that he is about to leave office? If this is true, this Xiazhou meeting will not be so simple. Yang Hao feels that he is being involved in a whirlpool.

The battles in the Spurs camp have never stopped, and the battles at the top are particularly fierce. I used to being bystanders in the past, but this time I vaguely feel that I will no longer be as simple as an bystander.

"General Xie Dacheng's cultivation is done, and his subordinates are willing to go through fire and water."

"Well said." This may be a sentence that Li Chen had been waiting for for a long time. He held Yang Hao's hand, "You are also a person who crawled out of the dead people in the Daming Palace. I won't say much extra words. The eunuchs are in power and misled me from the Tang Dynasty. My children are passionate." Li Chen used the four sentences in the song "The Horse Camp" to enter the camp as the ending of this conversation, and expressed it very well.

After Yang Hao sent Li Chen away, he expected someone to come to him. The chief manager wanted to be a sage who would be kind to others, so he could not say some things too plainly, but some things would not be understood without saying them. Therefore, there would always be a "villain" behind the sage. Yang Hao stood at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for the appearance of the "villain".

"Congratulations to Governor Yang and congratulations to Governor Yang."

With a loud chat, the "villain" that Yang Hao was waiting for finally appeared. The "villain" was quite large, and according to the standards of later generations, it was about 1.85 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, big arms and round waists. Unfortunately, people in their thirties were in their thirties, and their chin was bare and they were bare.

"So he is a castrator..." Yang Hao was quite nauseous, and he rushed to the person to bow to Dali: "I would like to ask for the name Gao."

"Ma Yuanzhi." The person who came answered very simply.

"What instructions does Eunuch Ma have to ask for Yang?" Yang Hao directly pointed out his identity.

Ma Yuanzhi hesitated for a moment and said softly, "I dare not give you something to Governor Yang." He turned around and waved his hand. Four green-clad servants raised a large jar, covering the mouth of the jar. Ma Yuanzhi lifted the purple wick and patted the mouth of the jar. A disheveled head suddenly poked out from the mouth of the jar. His face was narrow and long, pale and blood-colored, and his eyes were deep and empty and dull. A rotten smell came out of the mouth of the jar.

Yang Hao was frightened to see that this torture was called "vegetable body" and was revealed by the eunuchs of the eunuchs. They cut off the hands and feet of the inmates and stuffed them into a large jar. Then poured a special potion into the jar, soaking the wound of the inmate in the potion, which could neither heal nor ulcer immediately. The potion was changed every three days. If it was not changed, the prisoner's wound would be inflammatory, and then the high fever would not subside. The prisoner would slowly die in endless torture.

The evil of human nature is nothing more than this! Since seeing this torture with one's own eyes, Yang Hao has begun to hate those eunuchs who look respectful.

"What are you doing for this?" Yang Hao asked dissatisfiedly, covering his nose.

"Don't Governor Yang think this face is very familiar?" Ma Yuanzhi looked at Yang Hao with a gloomy face.

"Oh," Yang Hao was a little surprised. The man in the urn did look familiar, but he didn't want to see the head again.

"Please make clear statement from Eunuch Ma."

"He is Lin Tongwei." Ma Yuanzhi said word by word.

"Lin Tongwei?! Wasn't he dead?" Yang Hao remembered that after the Ganlu Incident, Lin Tongwei helped Qiu Shiliang persecute the Assassin Camp in a crazily manner, but was killed by Nian Hao's assassin. Unexpectedly, he was not dead and fell into the hands of the Assassin Camp.

"This person's sin is too serious. If you don't have that cheap, let him die." Ma Yuanzhi said viciously, and then he said with a flattering smile: "He killed Qi Yu back then, but governor Yang vowed to take revenge. Your great revenge can be avenged tonight." Ma Yuanzhi threw down this sentence and turned around and disappeared into the night. Yang Hao knew in his heart that in order to live to this day, someone in the Spurs camp must be protecting him. While killing him to take revenge, he also cut off his own retreat. Li Chen was forcing himself to stand in the sidelines.

Yang Hao looked at the white head soaked in the potion and felt a little emotion in his heart. Life is like a play! The grievances and grievances with Lin Tongwei will end up like this. I remember that after overthrowing Wang Shoucheng, he beat Lin Tongwei in the street. Lin Tongwei was timid at that time, and there was no trace of the charm of the second-ranked figure in the Qingyi? However, after the palace of the Ming Palace changed, he defected to Qiu Shiliang, and frantically persecuted the Maying Camp, instructing Qi Yu to almost kill him. Qi Yu failed to complete the task, and he implemented the family law. Thinking of Qi Yu's life-saving grievances, Yang Hao thought that he and Lin Tongwei should have an understanding of the grievances and grievances of Lin Tongwei tonight.

The former enemy is now in front of him, huddling in a big jar and suffering for the rest of his life. Should he take revenge or help him? Many things in the world are really ridiculous. However, Yang Hao still pulled out a dagger from his leather boots, and he was about to end Lin Tongwei's pain and end the grudge.

"Cough...cough..." Lin Tongwei coughed twice gently, and it sounded very strange when it was late at night.

"Thank you..." The sound that squeezed out from Lin Tongwei's throat was like a resentful ghost wafting out of the crack in the ground, making people shudder.

Lin Tongwei looked at Yang Hao with his turbid eyes last, with joy of relief in his eyes. He slowly raised his neck and silently looked forward. Under the clear moonlight, the gray, black and rotten water in the jar did not move, and Lin Tongwei entered meditation.

Yang Hao raised his dagger and briskly cut his throat, and black and red blood flowed out of the crack...

Li Wei and a group of guards ran over panting. Seeing that Yang Hao was safe and sound, everyone breathed a long breath, one by one, and they were panting. Several people suddenly relieved their tension and fell to the ground. Yang Hao only brought ten guards in this trip. The guards were divided into two shifts, Zhang Lang and three guards were responsible for the daytime guards, and Li Wei and six other guards were on duty in the evening. A stick of incense was before, Meng Bochang suddenly came to Changhe Inn. After entering the door, he called Li Wei over and asked Yang Hao who to live with in the evening? Li Wei told the truth. Meng Bochang frowned and said, "Come the shopkeeper in the store."

Meng Bochang came with the guards, but there was no one around him when he was talking. Li Wei hesitated for a moment and had to go to find the shopkeeper of Changhe Inn himself. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the front hall, he was confiscated by Meng Bochang's guards. Then he saw that the other six companions had been detained here one step earlier.

Yang Hao did not blame everyone. Meng Bochang took action himself, and if he were to be disarmed, he would still be detained by him. He picked up the red silk thrown on the ground and covered Lin Tongwei's head, and asked Li Wei to carry the big urn out from the back door of the inn to find a wasteland to bury it.
Chapter completed!