Chapter 146: If you want to miss you, don’t kill anyone

After hearing Yang Ling's arrangement, Wu Jie couldn't help but look at Yang Ling in awe.

This indecisive factory supervisor, who has always been indecisive, unexpectedly, he was so cruel when he made up. This bloody storm seems inevitable. As the head of the internal factory, he has no way out except to advance and retreat with Yang Ling. Since he has been forced to the death, then... You die, I will live!

Wu Jie bowed solemnly and said, "Yes! Bei Zhi obeys the order. Tonight, the soldiers and horses in the five cities lock the city and arrest the murderers. Even if I can leave, I will always be eye-catching. Jinling is a bigfu in the Shangdu, and he cannot resist it for too long. Tomorrow morning, Bei Zhi will leave and immediately rush back to Beijing to prepare."

Yang Ling nodded, narrowed his eyes and thought, "The emperor is impulsive, and it is not difficult to persuade him. Those officials dare not mobilize troops. The only ones they can use are factory guards, and they have to deal with them..."

Yang Ling smiled confidently and said, "It is easy to fight with the intention but not the intention, and fight with the intention but not the preparation. As long as the emperor nods his head, he will not be accused of being a chaotic person. I am not afraid of making a big deal. To be difficult, the world cannot be chaotic. If the thunder means cannot be sluggish and the wind quickly quell the situation. Then their counterattack will be enough to transform us from the winner to the prisoner."

Cheng Qiyun listened to his plan, and two rosy touches rose from her cheeks, as if the power struggle and killing pierced made her feel extremely excited when she heard this.

She smiled at Yang Ling and said, "Sir, if you want to talk about the hearts of the people, you don't know anything about the Huyi. Wei Yi was originally worried that it would be very difficult to wipe out the tens of thousands of people in Beijing. If they got the fight first, the emperor would not be able to support the people. He would not offend the civil and military officials of the court for a few dead people. Since he had the means to deal with the Huyi, there was no need to worry in the court."

Cheng Qiyun's black eyes showed a hint of ridicule, and she said, "Those adults don't have parents, wives and children? Don't you want to be promoted to the top? You want them to use their pens and wave their flags to shout. They are all loyal ministers. If they really want them to sacrifice their lives for justice, it would be too few.

Since ancient times, there have been successes, kings, princes, losers, thieves. Don’t look at the fact that there are often 100 people or 200 people who submit memorials now. Humph! After the event is completed, even if the three great masters are just three great masters, there will never be more than 30 people who are willing to pay for them. I dare to use my title to guarantee them."

Yang Ling looked at her with a smile and said quietly: "What do I want your head to do? If you lose, we will all have to land. As soon as you enter the inner factory, you will reach a critical moment of life and death. Don't you regret it?"

Cheng Qiyun said disapprovingly: "We have a chance to win in danger. We have a 70% chance of winning. What else should we regret? In fact, there are two key points to success or failure. One is the emperor and the other is the factory guard. Even if one person can't move the emperor, the eight tigers will help him, the emperor has to nod. Didn't you say that the emperor trusts you nine of you the most?

With the Emperor Yunno, you have to compete with the factory guards for strength. The master’s method just now, Bei Zhi thought about it carefully. As long as there is no mistake, it will be a big deal to take down the Dongchang Jinyiwei overnight."

She smiled slightly and sighed, "What were the adults worried about at that time? The officials in the court? Their weapons were just a mouth and a pen. Now I understand what scholars meant to rebel for three years."

Yang Ling looked at her comfortably. He was no longer the Little Yicheng of Jimingyi. When he climbed to the top of power, he naturally formed a considerable force around him, a group of people who could drive the earth. This force would inevitably expand with his power and influence.

What he was worried about was the officials in the court, and they had formed an interest group. Just like Wu Jie and Yu Yong, people like themselves, even if they did not follow themselves, they might not be able to tolerate each other, and could only follow themselves with their hearts.

Similarly, if the six ministers and nine ministers all had the same heart as the civil and military officials and the three ministers, and they all had a full list of picks, who would manage the government? With the connections and prestige of the three great ministers in the court, if they insisted on opposing themselves, could only twenty or thirty people follow them to the end? He really couldn't believe Cheng Qiyun's words.

Seeing that he was still worried about the government, Cheng Qiyun couldn't help but say, "Adminton was a scholar a year ago, saying that you have the talent to command the inner factory and assist the emperor, do you believe in serving as the eunuch in Jiangnan. You must have the skills and ability. The eunuch who transferred two small eunuchs who were originally squatting at the east end of the county can see the west end of the county. They were not the same management, but were worse than Yuan Xiong and the others? It's not that there are no talented people, but when he doesn't give him this opportunity, who knows what he is?

King Jing of Yan rarely won the world. He replaced the civil and military officials and generals and ministers left by Emperor Hongwu to Emperor Jianwen. Can't they manage the world? Is it true that if the three great scholars are gone, the sky will collapse? In extraordinary times, extraordinary means are adopted. If the adults look back and have the idea of ​​a woman, it would be better to go back to Beijing immediately and resign and return to their hometown. I believe that there will be no more than thirty officials who have killed all the land, and the low-ranking positions will also be guaranteed by the head of the title."

Yes, Cheng Qiyun's words made him illuminate his heart. Even if there were more people who opposed it than her, the situation should not be too serious. Who has ever seen the power change of the central government? Which mayor and county magistrate also resigned or rebelled indignantly? King Yan Jingnan took over the country. Those scholars could continue to be his local officials with shamelessness, destroy the Dongchang himself, and dismissed several court officials. It was not a foreign race to take over. How many people could stand up and oppose it?

Yang Ling was happy to hear it and couldn't help laughing loudly. After laughing, she raised her clothes and said, "Okay! Since that's the case, the future of the inner factory and my life of Yang Ling, I will leave it to you! Mr. Wu, Cheng, acted according to the plan. Liu Qianhu helped me contact Shao Zhenfu tomorrow morning. I want to see him before leaving. Let's go to rest now."

Watching the three of them exit the room one by one, Yang Ling suddenly had a smile on her face, and she stood silently for a while before she waved her hand to turn off the candles on the table and slowly came to her room.

Gao Wenxin was sitting at the head of the bed waiting for him, and she also saw something was wrong. She saw Yang Ling coming in with all her thoughts and walked over timidly to help him remove his official robe, just like a gentle little wife.

With acupuncture and massage, Gao Wenxin was gentler and more considerate than before, but she never dared to speak. It was not until her breathing became heavier that Yang Ling turned over and suddenly pulled her wrist. Gao Wenxin let out a "ah" and fell on the head of the bed.

She didn't know what Yang Ling was trying to do. She couldn't help but be ashamed and afraid, and her heart jumped up for no reason. Yang Ling turned over and sat up, pondered for a moment before apologizing: "Wenxin, I know that you have all your medical skills and have always been a cure for diseases and save people. It's hard for you, a girl, but it's a case for me."

Gao Wenxin didn't know what he meant to mention this matter. He couldn't help but say, "Master, why did you say this? You saved me..." When she said this, she suddenly remembered that the first time they met was on the bed. At that time, she was wearing underwear and underwear. Her body was seen by him, and her face turned red.

After a pause, she lowered her head and whispered: "I don't know the great principles, nor do I want to know. I only know that the master is me... the person I value most in my heart. For you... I will be willing to go to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire. Even if I go to the eighteen levels of hell after death, I will be willing."

Yang Ling gently held her hand, Gao Wenxin's body trembled, and her watery eyes raised. Looking at him affectionately, Yang Ling whispered: "I know, you are someone I can trust, so... I want to give you a mission."

His eyes flashed and he continued, "Since I left Beijing, someone has set up a bureau in Beijing to deal with me. Originally... some of the civil and military officials in Beijing were facing me, so I wanted to calm down the situation. But when Wang Qiong died, I was indisputable and could not avoid it, and the conflict with them was inevitable."

Gao Wen's heart trembled suddenly, his eyes were a little confused: "Does the master want me to poison and kill people? Oh my god~ so many adults..., but... what does they have to do with me? Did someone make a fuss when my father was beheaded? Did anyone help me when I was sent to the Jiaofangsi? If the master wants to kill people, he must have a last resort. He was forced to a dead end."

Gao Wenxin gritted his teeth suddenly, nodded vigorously, holding back the tears, and thrust his chest and said, "Master, don't worry, no matter what you ask the maid to do. Even if you ask the maid to kill the emperor, I will not hesitate. If I can't escape... I will kill myself by swallowing poison and will never implicate the lord."

Yang Ling was stunned, looked at her for a while, and suddenly hugged her into her arms and hugged her slender and round waist. Gao Wenxin could feel Yang Ling's heart. He hugged her so tightly, which was definitely not similar to the first time she hugged her in the willow trees in Taihu Lake last time.

Gao Wenxin felt sweet in her heart, and she just thought in a daze: "For the sake of his beloved person, even if he is broken into pieces, what is it? It's just... Maybe I can't hold him anymore. I want him to hold me so much, and I want to call him husband, but unfortunately..."

She was in a state of excitement and hugged Yang Ling with her back. Yang Ling calmed down for a while and said in her ear: "I am afraid that this matter will be cold to others. I can only let you do it. From tomorrow, you will help me stare at a Dailouer. You are just a weak woman and will not make her doubt. If she has any abnormal movements, it is easy to kill her with your acupuncture."

"What?" Gao Wenxin left his arms in shock. The person he was going to kill was actually...she? Gao Wenxin said in amazement: "Master, why...why are you...who are you going to kill her?"

Yang Ling nodded and said, "It's not that you have to kill me, but you just want to follow her and pay attention to all her actions. Tomorrow, she will help me do something big, but she just joined the inner factory and turned out to be a villain like Gu Qinghe. I really don't know how sincerity and sincerity she has. If she has a little bit of disagreement, it will ruin my big thing.

This matter is left to the locals in the factory to do, which makes my subordinates feel disappointed. Besides... she is really a beauty. If she is sincerely seduced, those men... will betray them because of sex? A genius knows that they have to trouble you."

Gao Wenxin felt joyful: "He... gave this matter to others, afraid that his subordinates would be cold, so he would not be afraid of being a maid. In his heart, who did he regard me as a person?"

Gao Wen looked at him with a shy look and nodded slightly.

Yang Ling then said: "Wang Qiong had just died and was in a hurry to leave at this time. Although it is suspicious, but if we don't leave, I can't clean up the stigma. Tomorrow morning, I will go to see Shao Zhenfu Envoy first and then set off to Beijing immediately. My plan is..."

The imperial envoy is going back to Beijing!

Even Eunuch Feng and Guan Shoujie who came to see him looked a little strange. But Yang Ling couldn't care. His face was calm, not because the clear ones were clear, and the turbid ones were turbid and the nonsense used to comfort him, but because he knew that the news of Wang Qiong's assassination would be immediately passed to the capital, and it would be strange if the civil servants didn't immediately get furious.

They had a bad impression of it. After serving as the factory governor, they confiscated Mo Qinghe's home as soon as they left the capital, and wiped out Yuan Xiong's 5,000 troops. What would it be like? Although this matter is more famous and less damaged, Yang Ling dared to act and acted ruthlessly, and his image was also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In addition, his former hatred and new grudges with Wang Qiong, it would be strange if those people were not furious.

So he had to hurry back to Beijing as quickly as possible, otherwise he would be afraid that as soon as he arrived in the capital, he would not have time to do anything and the imperial edict would arrive.

However, to outsiders, it seems that Yang Ling is fearless, or stupid, and he never thought about the impact of this matter on him. He said goodbye to Eunuch Feng and Guan Guardian, and Shi Shiran returned to his official ship, and the two large ships sailed to the north...

Changting Restaurant. Guests who came to the teahouse in the morning were discussing the stabbing of Wang Qiong, the Minister of Rites. In the eyes of these ordinary people, they obviously cared more about the thrilling and bizarreness of the murder of the imperial officials. Even a few scholars deliberately looked sighing, a hint of excitement of narrating legends was faintly revealed between their eyebrows.

In their eyes, famous scholars and loyal ministers are obviously not as beautiful as a good county magistrate who can bring practical significance to his hometown and life. In fact, this is not surprising. People understand the court, but rely on word of mouth to each other, and the transmission is naturally also a story of the story. How much can they know about a meticulous old Taoist theory?

The scene of the innocent official who died unjustly and the people who cried bitterly in his historian was probably similar to the promotional articles of the lotus in later generations. It was purely wishful thinking. Unless the innocent official really walked up the streets of the fields and did many practical things.

The knife in Ma Lian'er's hand slashed the ground lighter, and listened to everyone's conversation, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

The Five Cities Warriors and Masjids have a good control, and officials from various departments in Nanjing are not fools. None of them reported yesterday's banquet and made the market make random speculations. Therefore, these scholars and literati did not say anything valuable except for talking about how the assassin was like a god and how to fight a hundred people with one to escape from the Five Cities Warriors and Masjids.

But Ma Lian'er remembered the old resentment between Wang Qiong and Yang Ling. She couldn't help but think in her heart: "No matter what Wang Qiong died, I'm afraid that those officials in Beijing who like to make big fuss again will make a big fuss again, so it's hard for Brother Yang to do it."

She bit her thin red lips. Finally made up her mind, put the sharp knife, grabbed the apron and wiped her hands, and shouted, "Uncle, I'll go out and ask someone to look at the counter."

There was a promise inside. Ma Lian'er was about to leave when he saw a man dressed in a short dress at the door. At that time, people were wearing robes, short clothes and long trousers, and most of the people who were running small businesses or horse dealers. Lian'er didn't care, but unexpectedly, the man entered the house and looked around for a few glances, but ran directly to her and walked closer and whispered: "Miss Ma, facing west of the long pavilion, Lord Yang wants to see you in the pine forest."

Ma Lian'er was stunned, but he saw that the man didn't recognize him. The man smiled slightly and said, "You are like the bright moon, I am fog." After that, he looked around for a few times. It seemed that this hotel was of high quality and was reluctant to eat, so he stepped out in a naughty way.

Ma Lianer was curious: "Why is Brother Yang sneaking? Is it not convenient to see me at this time? In the pine forest... in the forest..." She felt a little hot on her face, and she wiped her hands hard, took off her blue skirt and quietly flashed out of the restaurant.

After walking around casually, seeing no one noticed, Ma Lian'er's feet accelerated and walked to the west of the long pavilion. He walked to a bunch of short pine trees. He saw more than a dozen burly horsemen sitting on the grass. More than a dozen horses next to him were tied to the tree and eating grass. Ma Lian'er couldn't help but hesitate. Although the man told the secret that only Yang Ling and she knew, how could he not be afraid of seeing a group of men suddenly in a secret place?

At this time, someone in the forest called out: "Liang'er, come here!"

The voice was very familiar. Ma Lian'er looked up happily and saw Yang Ling standing in the forest to call her. She was so happy that she rushed into the forest. She saw Yang Ling dressed in a thick and short dress and couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you...so you dressed up?"

A flash of inspiration in her mind, and she suddenly said, "You... are you going back to Beijing?"

Yang Ling nodded silently and said, "I didn't tell you last time I left, this time. I must see you first no matter what."

Ma Lian'er burst into tears and said worriedly: "What happened to the capital? Someone is not good for you, right?"

Yang Ling was startled and wanted to explain, but she could not have guessed everything when she saw her dress. Ma Lian'er's eyes were even more worried. She couldn't help holding his hand and said tremblingly: "You... are you dressing up, how important is the matter?...I..."

It was related to Yang Ling's safety. Her voice had trembled slightly.

Yang Ling glanced at her and had a smart and beautiful wife who was really easy to talk, but she wanted to hide it appropriately so that she would not be worried, but she was unable to lie.

Yang Ling sighed and said bluntly: "Some ministers in the capital have long wanted to be unfavorable to me. Wang Qiong was stabbed to death yesterday. This account must be calculated on me, and the situation is about to break out. As soon as the factory was established, if I don't go back, people will be unstable. How can the upper and lower levels be willing to serve me to die? Besides, no one can take charge of the overall situation except me, so...ah, I promised you, but now I am about to make a mistake again."

Ma Lian'er smiled and said angrily: "Where are so many long-winded? You have to go quickly. Soldiers are very important. Taking one point will give you a higher chance of winning. You will still have to worry about it at this time. That's Lian'er who harms you."

Yang Ling nodded happily, suddenly touched her arms, and heard the sound of Dingdang, took out two black and gold bracelets inlaid with blue diamonds, then grabbed Ma Lianerdi's plain hands and put the two bracelets on her.

The sun shines on her wrists, and the black and shiny bracelets make up the skin like frost and snow. The row of blue diamonds shines brightly. The green shirt is half-falling, and the slender wrists are as beautiful as it is, and it has a seductive beauty that is fascinating and enchanting.

Ma Lian'er bit her lip, stroked the bracelet with cherishment, and suddenly turned around and said, "You go, Lian'er can't help you in the court, but she can't miss you!" As she said that, a string of tears that were even more crystal clear than the diamond flowed down her beauty.

In the Ming Dynasty, common people and wives were not allowed to wear bracelets. Ma Lian'er's father was originally a minor official who was not a rank, and now he is a commoner. Yang Ling put two bracelets on her. Although he had not given a gift to her, this also shows his feelings. He recognized her as Yang Ling's wife. Her name was finally settled. How could he not be happy in his heart?

Yang Ling stood silently for a moment, suddenly turned around, strode out of the forest, and turned over the horse. Seeing this, the knights untied the reins and jumped onto the horses. For a moment, the horse's hooves pedaled and the horse neighed and roared.

Yang Ling took off the six-held hat from the saddle and put it on his head. The brim of the hat was pressed low, holding the reins in his left hand and taking off the whip with his right hand. He turned around and looked at the forest again.

I saw that inside the green pine, Ma Lian'er, who was wearing green clothes, had wiped away the tears, and smiled at him and said:

I am worried and happy, and I wish to be a whip.

Go around the arms and sit on the knee.

I wish my husband a victory in the flag and success! Don’t let lovesickness kill people.”

Yang Ling was so proud that his eyes were just looking deep with Lian'er, then turned his head, whipped his horse's thighs, and led more than ten iron cavalry to gallop away.
Chapter completed!