"Dead?" At this time, the Black Wind Village far away in Cangshan Mountain had received the news that General Xie Ci had died in battle.

Half a year passed, and Song Wenjing's life in Heifeng Village became more and more comfortable. He suddenly became taller than Liang Wanzhi and had become a handsome young man.

The leader of the Black Wind Village stared at the huge amount of wealth he had just received with excitement: "My dear son, I didn't expect that you could earn more by selling first-hand information than your father did by robbing people in the mountains. You have a grudge against the general of the Xie family. Why did you join forces with the Princess of Chen to kill General Xie?"

Song Wenjing fished out a Dongzhu from the box. This was a Dongzhu that was only found in the South China Sea of ​​Chen Country, and its annual output was limited.

He stared at Dongzhu and thought of Xie Jinyun.

Only someone with Xie Jinyun's identity is qualified to wear Dongzhu.

Song Wenjing was stunned and whispered softly, "This is a capital crime punishable by death."

The leader of the Black Wind Village laughed loudly: "I have occupied this mountain for ten years, and I can't count the number of people I have killed with two pairs of fingers. If you want to count my crimes, killing me a hundred times is not enough. I will also be beheaded in the future. My dear, what are you going to do next? I will immediately send someone to pass a message to the people of Chen State and ask them to send more treasures over. Our village should also use better weapons."

Song Wenjing came back to his senses, glanced at the greedy leader of the Black Wind Village, and said, "We should stop after we are done. The imperial court must have noticed it recently. We'd better change the hill and go somewhere else."

"What?" The leader of the Black Wind Village paused, then immediately stood up from the leopard-print leather chair and slammed the table, saying, "Do you know what you are doing? I have stayed on this mountain for ten years. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. We live on the mountain. The only road leading directly to the West Gate is at the foot of the mountain. You asked me to move out of the Black Wind Village. Are you kidding me?"

Song Wenjing put away the Dongzhu and looked at the leader of the Black Wind Village with sharp eyes: "In this court, the person who knows me best is the current queen. Now that General Xie is dead, the emperor must have guessed that there is a traitor, and the only traitor the emperor and the queen can think of is me. At this time, the news that my mother and I did not arrive in the north on time must have spread from the north. If nothing unexpected happens, the emperor has sent troops to the north to find out where I am, and he must capture my mother and me and bring me back to question me." Upon hearing this, the leader of the Black Wind Village laughed again: "The emperor wants to arrest you, not the Black Wind Village. Then I will kill you and your son and send you back to the capital. Maybe I can get some credit."

"Dad, do you think that by killing your son, you can withdraw from the Black Wind Village with a clean conscience?" Song Wenjing was not afraid of the danger from the leader of the Black Wind Village at all, because he had already planned a way out for himself.

The smile on the face of the leader of Black Wind Village gradually disappeared: "What do you mean, as a son, you even betrayed your father, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

"I want to tell father that the person who sent the secret letter to the Princess of Chen Kingdom was from your Black Wind Village. The people from the court will only find Black Wind Village. By then, not only will father not get any credit, but he will probably be faced with a bandit suppression operation."

"You bastard, how dare you plot against me?" The leader of the Black Wind Village instantly overturned the table, drew his sword, and rushed to Song Wenjing.

The sharp blade was against Song Wenjing's neck.

Liang Wanzhi just walked in from outside and saw the leader of the Black Wind Village pointing a sword at her son. She shouted, "Stop, leader! He is our son."

"Fuck you." The leader of the Black Wind Village kicked Liang Wanzhi away and said, "He is your son, not mine. I will kill this bastard today."

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Celebrating the baby's birthday, no more updates today. (End of this chapter)

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