In September, the capital is full of heat, but the coldness also begins to rise. The warm and cold are the seasons that are prone to thunderstorms!

The weather was very good in the morning, but in the blink of an eye, the sky gradually became cloudy. Although the southeast wind was not heavy, it also brought a smell of water vapor and dust from the ground!

The forage farm made a sound of gusts of wind, as if someone was pulling the curtain!

The pocket watch on the table made a ticking sound. Prince Gong and his son no longer had the intention to talk and chat. Their eyes were staring at the hour hand turning!

It was secretly said that the dead soldiers from the secret camp had already put down their wine bowls, some were chewing jerky meat, some closed their eyes to rest, and the Tsarist Russian Cossacks were praying silently!

There is not much time left for everyone, and the last ten minutes are probably their last limit in this world!

The forage farm looked quiet and exactly the same as usual, but it suddenly became murderous. The group of sparrows on the old locust tree seemed to be frightened by something, flapping their wings and running around!

Looking up, it seems like a dark cloud has been added!

Zai Cheng withdrew his eyes to the crows in the sky. Just as he took his eyes back into the room, an unbelievable scene suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eyes, and his heart suddenly shrank together!

"Ama..." Cheng Beile pointed at the direction of the forage farm outside the window leading to the post road. Prince Gong subconsciously looked up and looked along!

It doesn’t matter when it looks like this. The heart of the Japanese Six suddenly stinged and their eyes were blurred!

Outside the window is the shabby forage field. Among countless huge piles of forage, the dirt road formed by a carriage and horse trampling leads to the outside of the forage field!

At this moment, an old man with a cane was walking over calmly. Although it was difficult to walk step by step, you could see firmness in his calm eyes!

Very slow, but never stops!

How hot it is in the ninth month of the lunar calendar, but the old man was wearing a fur cloak, so dark that I don’t know if it was a wolf or bear skin!

It is more than 100 meters away from the post road to the forage field. This short 100 meters ambushed the 29 masters of Prince Gong’s Mansion, lurking among them!

But no one can stop this old man so many guard masters!

A dull sound was made in the pile of forages, and Zai Cheng watched as a pair of familiar boots in the corner being dragged away!

The 29 masters didn't even give a warning, and they all lost contact, and they didn't know how to live or die!

One by one, the secret whistle was sneaked by a gust of wind-like ghostly figure. There was no sound and there was no time to fight back, and the throat was pierced!

This is a very thin sleeve sword. The body at the hilt is only the thickness of chopsticks. You can imagine how thin and sharp the tip of a foot and a half long is!

The person who operates this sneaker sword... No, no, no, it should be said to be a ghost! No one can see his figure, you can only see the wind spinning back and forth in the forage yard!

Every time a sneaker sword is stabbed out, a secret whistle must be silently pierced through the throat, severing the vocal cords, destroying the nerves, and the brain will die in an instant and lose control of the body!

The masters hired by Prince Gong’s mansion are now just native chickens and tiles!

The old man staggered towards the mud wall and straw shed, getting closer and closer until he lifted up the hat of the cloak, revealing the prince's extremely familiar face!

"The prince... cough cough cough... so elegant... are you ready to enjoy the rain here?"

"Zeng... Zeng Guofan!" The Japanese Lie nipped his teeth and spit out these words, and Zai Cheng was so scared that his face was as pale as the soil and could not even speak!

The visitor was Zeng Guofan, a Han official who changed the late Qing Dynasty. Some later historical books also believe that he was the beginning of the Han warlords in the late Qing Dynasty!

Behind Zhuang Zeng, the one who was elusive was his close guard, the old farmer. No one knows what power he had brought even further!

The Japanese Six was really scared. He showed that he was calm when he looked at it, but he knew that he had just sat on the bench and wanted to stand up twice, and his legs were weak!

It was not until the third time that he barely stood up and walked to the window to look at each other through the window!

An old man, an old man, and a pair of old partners who suppressed the hairy hair, looked at each other through the window, and no one could understand who they looked at!

The Japanese Liu sighed lightly, "I understand, I left more than twenty secret whistle masters behind you, but they were all solved by your people!"

"What's even more terrifying is that so many masters didn't even call for help or voices, which means that this was a killing of one blow!"

"With such a master around you, the secret in my palace is not a secret, but a joke!"

"Hahaha... I've been staring at you. I know that the main forces in Zhuozhou and Liangxiang are not moving, and they are still repairing in the military camp! So you only have guards and no army around you!"

"But you dare to ruin my good things like this! It means you sold my actions to the little emperor? Or to Xiao Letian?"

"For the sake of my old friend, let me be a wise ghost! Is it the Royal Guards outside or Xiao Letian's guard camp? Hahaha, tell me who will die at the hands of you? I'm going to think about a set of last words before my death!"

"What do I want to say when I die at Zai Chun's hands? What do I want to say when I die at Xiao Letian? Haha... it's a difficult problem, it's a difficult problem!"

"I don't understand. Your body is about to turn into dust, so why do you have to come in person? You have to watch my head cut off to be satisfied?"

"Hahaha..." The Japanese Six was already crazy. "Why did you come in person? What's the benefit of dyeing your hands with blood? How good are you selling the news, go back to the kang and then sleeping and waiting to die?"

"The person is about to die! You can also accumulate some virtue for yourself, right?"

Zeng Guofan looked at the crazy Japanese 6 with a calm expression. The handsome man looked at the simple straw hut that seemed to blow down with a gust of wind, and shook his head helplessly!

"It's so pitiful. This house is about to collapse! The walls are not even rammed earth... This is the mattress bundling on wooden stakes, and then coated with two layers of mud inside and outside!"

"You are the prince of the Qing Dynasty after all, how can you let you die in such a place? It's not in line with the rules, it's not in line with the rules..."

"Oh... Zeng Guofan, are you not going to kill me? I understand, you want to ruin me? So you want to arrest me and go to the capital to interrogate me at the sect's office or even the Ministry of Justice?"

"Will the Caishikou beheaded in the end? Let the people in the world see how the head of the Knight Six of the Capital fell off!"

"Haha... Kill me a Japanese Six, and his Zaichun's country will be firmly settled! Good... It's a good plan!"

"Then come on! It's just a matter of death. Even if you bring many people, the people around me will not sit still and wait for death!"

"Then fight! After so many years, I have long wanted to fight with you, the Han warlord!"
Chapter completed!