The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Gu Shiwei opened the letter and was not in a hurry to read it. However, he found the word "Ru" in the letter. He saw that the last stroke of the word was curled up. Then he felt relieved and confirmed that it was Li Mingfang's handwriting. Written by.

Don't blame her for being cautious. In fact, it seems that everything is calm now, but the whole Dayong is already in crisis.

She has been assassinated more than once, but who would have thought that this mysterious letter was not a reminder sent by someone pretending to be Li Mingfang.

In the past three years, she had only survived by being brave and careful.

She thought about taking the letter and taking a look at it, her pupils shrank suddenly, she made a gesture to An Hui, and quickly rushed towards the camp with a light step.

The people of the mission were very quick, and the tent was set up in no time. The man carried the big iron pot on his back, and the smell of meat was everywhere.

Without any pause, Gu Shiwei broke into Han Shiyan's tent.

There was no one in the tent, and lamps were lit on the table. The booklet Zhao Jin gave to Han Shiyan earlier was spread out on the table, half open.

Suddenly, something seemed to fall on the ground behind the screen, making a crackling sound. Gu Shiwei followed the sound and looked over, only to see the shadow of a person in a hurry reflected on the screen embroidered with landscape pictures.

Han Shiyan should have bent down to pick up something, but he didn't know what he hit, and there was another crackling sound.

"Gu Shiwei, come in later."

Gu Shiwei listened to Han Shiyan's urgent voice and clicked his tongue twice, "Don't worry, I don't like watching shadow plays, so I won't watch you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the light behind the screen suddenly went out, turning it into a dark corner.

Han Shiyan, who was behind him, was wearing a tunic and a robe, and he didn't even have time to fasten his belt. His hair was a little wet, and his whole person had an air of human fireworks that he didn't usually have.

Gu Shinwei stared at it for a moment. Thinking of what he just said, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

If Han Shiyan had just been bathing and changing clothes behind the screen, wouldn't she be like Meng Lang's protégé who bullied his helpless little wife?

She thought and looked towards a corner above the tent, "Wei Changming, come here, the Imperial City Department has changed."

Han Shiyan's pupils suddenly trembled. He turned his head suddenly and followed Gu Shiwei's line of sight. He saw that a corner of the square tent that was previously ordinary suddenly twisted and twitched a few times.

Han Shiyan blinked and saw Wei Changming's head suddenly "floating" in the air. The man muttered a few words, shook the identical baggage from the tent in his hand, and jumped down from above.

"So since when did you start following me and have you always been in my camp?"

Wei Changming scratched his head. He was startled by Han Shiyan's excitement, "When Gu Shiwei left, I followed him! My mission is to ensure that you don't get ripped into pieces. If anything happens... I still have to take responsibility." Collect the bodies! At least one of us must be here!

"When you were talking to Zhao Jin, weren't you just standing at the door with a pair of chopsticks? I was worried that the wind would blow you off if the wind got stronger, so I deliberately stood in the wind to block you..."

He said, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he suddenly realized, "Are you worried that I will see you changing clothes? Haha, even the officials do not shy away from us when looking at brands..."

Wei Changming's words were like a horse racing, and everything came out in a flash.

When he said this, he covered his mouth belatedly and looked at Han Shiyan cautiously, "Is this something that can be said?"

Han Shiyan took a deep breath, can you say that you said it too?

He was too lazy to look at Wei Changming and looked directly at Gu Shiwei, "Why did the Imperial City Division change? But something happened to Zhang Chunting?" "Ah! How could something happen to our Lord Zhang? If something happens to Lord Zhang, what should I do? Have you received a message from Li Sansi?"

As Wei Changming spoke, he put away his playful smile and stared at Gu Shiwei with a questioning look on his face.

Gu Shiwei shook his head, "Zhang Chunting and Li Sansi were sent to prison together. After Xu Yi died, Duke Lu's wife went crazy. That crazy woman dared to mess around outside the mountain temple, which is far worse than we thought. Much crazier.”

"Mr. Fu's blood spattered the Jinluan Palace, and he wanted to overturn the old case of deposing the prince. But someone took the opportunity and used it as a gun to stab Zhang Chunting."

"I caused an uproar in Bianjing City. Even though I had my name in front of the officials, those wine sacks and rice bags were so afraid of the sword in my hand that they didn't even dare to let go. This time we left the capital, but they grabbed hold of us. Women can no longer criticize Mr. Zhang as an official."

Gu Shiwei said and took a deep look at Han Shiyan.

Li Mingfang didn't understand the court at all. This letter was not written by him so much as by her father-in-law, Taishi Jiang, through her handwriting.

Before Han Shiyan had time to express his opinion, Wei Changming had already revealed his dagger. He looked at Gu Shiwei anxiously, "The Dog Emperor deceives others too much. When he needs us, he uses us as knives. Now Cunning If the rabbit is dead and the lackeys cook it...just take advantage of my brothers!"

"No wonder Li Sansi advised Brother Chunting to retreat bravely... This time he was right."

Wei Changming said, taking a step forward, "Gu Shiwei, you are able to seek revenge on the Gu family, thanks to Mr. Zhang's support. In both emotional and rational terms, you owe Mr. Zhang a huge favor. The Duke of Lu's mansion should deal with Zhang. My lord, it’s also because of me that we all owe him our lives.”

"People in the martial arts world pay attention to revenge and kindness. Now that he is in trouble, I will fight back to Bianjing and go to Jie Tian Prison to rescue them. Gu Shiwei, I want to ask you whether you want to go or not?"

At this moment, Wei Changming still looks like the talkative young man he was before.

His eyes flashed fiercely, as if a tiger disguised as a cat finally showed its ferocious look.

Wei Changming looked at Han Shiyan murderously, tightened the dagger in his hand, and pointed it at Han Shiyan, "The emperor is his uncle. If I take him, I can come out with Li Sansi. If the emperor refuses to change, I will Just kill him..."

"If Zhang Chunting dies, I, Changming Wei, will not be able to live alone!"

When Gu Shiwei listened, he raised his hand and slapped Wei Changming on the forehead.

This snap was particularly loud in the camp, which not only confused Wei Changming, but also Han Shiyan.

So, do you warriors all talk like this?

"It's not the time for you to die for your love yet! You should calm down. Liang Shanbo is dead, and Zhu Yingtai is not as worried about turning into a butterfly as you are. And I just said that Mr. Zhang is in prison, and Bianjing City is afraid that the sky will change. It didn’t say he was condemned to be beheaded.”

"You've been with me for so long, don't you still know? Mr. Zhang's ability to be an envoy of the Imperial City depends on more than just his face."

Wei Changming covered his forehead where he was hit, and the anger in his eyes became smaller.

"Your Excellency is powerful, but you can't stand up to the despicable civil and military forces of the entire dynasty. What if..."

Gu Shinwei shook his head, "There is no such thing as chance...because Mr. Zhang and Li Sansi disappeared out of thin air in the prison..."