Little rich farm girl

"But what if Wang Xiaoming makes trouble again early tomorrow morning? No matter how skillful you are, you can't beat many thugs in the imperial palace." Liu Yuanyuan's worry is reasonable. If Wang Xiaoming is determined to fight them, they can't fight the Imperial Palace's carefully trained hospital guards with their three flat headed people. If Wang Xiaoming catches him next time, he may really have to unload the third brother Jiang's arm.

"I believe that one of the prefects will never sit by and watch his son fish and meat the people. If he comes to provoke tomorrow, I will go to the prefect's house to meet the king's prefect for a while." Liu Yuanyuan thought that brother Jiang's idea was a little stupid, but brother Jiang insisted. She had to follow brother Jiang's mind and go back to their room with their own thoughts.

It was night, but the door of brother Jiang's room quietly opened a gap. Brother Jiang looked at the yard from the crack of the door and made sure that no one was walking in the yard. Then he walked out of the room carefully and gently covered the house door with his hand to prevent the sound of collision when the wooden door was closed.

After closing the door, brother Jiang carefully came to the door of sister Jiang and Liu Yuanyuan. Fu'er listened for a while, determined that they were asleep, jumped over the high wall and disappeared into the night.

Third brother Jiang went all the way to the mountain not far from the town, found a hidden place with lush trees, and said, "come out."

As soon as brother Jiang's voice fell, a figure flashed out of the darkness. "Childe." the speaker is tall, tall and straight, and looks more heroic in all his strong clothes. He is about twenty-three or four years old. He has sword eyebrows and stars. His face is very brave.

"This is the first time I've been with you for so long." the young man saluted and said respectfully to brother Jiang.

"Wang Xiaoming, I don't want to see him again tomorrow. Li Fei, do it clean." third brother Jiang said coldly, his eyes full of the meaning of killing.

"Yes, sir." the young man answered and disappeared into the night.

Seeing that the man had left and returned to the hot pot shop, brother Jiang saw that Liu Yuanyuan and sister Jiang were still sleeping soundly in their dreams, so he returned to his room with confidence.

Here, Li Fei flew over the high wall of the Imperial Palace, bypassed the patrolling guards at night and sneaked into Wang Xiaoming's room. Wang Xiaoming was drooling when he was asleep. He didn't know that he was going to die soon.

Li Fei pried open Wang Xiaoming's door a few times and jumped to Wang Xiaoming's bed. He took out a bright dagger from his arms and stabbed it accurately at Wang Xiaoming's chest. If it were an ordinary person, Li Fei's knife would have died. However, Wang Xiaoming was born different from ordinary people. The position of his heart was a few inches away. Although the knife was seriously injured, Wang Xiaoming didn't die. Wang Xiaoming struggled to get up and cry for help. Li Fei stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose and made up another knife. Wang Xiaoming shook his hands and feet several times and gradually lost his breath.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming was completely dead, Li Fei pulled out the dagger, wiped the blood on the dagger with Wang Xiaoming's clothes, put the dagger back in his arms, and swaggered out of Wang Xiaoming's room.

Because Liu Yuanyuan was worried that Wang Xiaoming would make trouble early in the morning, he got up early to wash and sat in the store thinking about how to be comprehensive if the people of the Imperial Palace came to find trouble later.

Seeing Liu Yuanyuan sitting thoughtfully in the shop, brother Jiang went up and asked, "why did Yuanyuan sit here in the morning?"

"What should we do if the people from the Imperial Palace come later?" Liu Yuanyuan looked at brother Jiang with worry. He could see that he didn't sleep well last night, and his usually smart eyes were dim today.

"Yuanyuan, don't worry. There must be a way to the front of the mountain." third brother Jiang said with relief.

As they were talking, they saw Aunt Li in the butcher's shop next door pushing the door in a hurry. After entering the door, Aunt Li looked nervously at the door, then closed the door and put down the bolt. She was relieved and sat down in a chair.

"Boss Liu, there's cold water here. Pour me a cup. I'm in a hurry to run back from the gate. I'm thirsty." Aunt Li sat down and panted.

Liu Yuanyuan quickly poured Aunt Li a glass of fruit wine. "What's the matter with Aunt Li? She runs so fast and drinks water slowly."

Aunt Li drank two cups of fruit wine in a row and said, "something big happened. I collected poultry from the countryside outside the city in the morning and drove back to the city. After passing through the gate, I found that the gate was guarded by officers and soldiers. Now I can only enter the city, but I can't go out. If I hadn't left the city before dawn, I couldn't pull the animals back today."

"What's the matter? Suddenly the guard is so strict." Liu Yuanyuan asked in surprise.

Although there were only three of them in the house, Aunt Li whispered her head close and said, "I heard the group at the gate of the city say that it was the son of the governor Wang who died! Now block the whole city to catch the murderer!"

Wang Xiaoming is dead? Liu Yuanyuan also stared at the news. Looking up at brother Jiang, he found that brother Jiang looked calm. He didn't seem surprised at the news.

Liu Yuanyuan was suspicious, but it was hard to say anything in front of Aunt Li. He exchanged greetings with Aunt Li and sent Aunt Li out of the door.

After hesitating for a long time, Liu Yuanyuan began to ask the question in his heart, "third brother, why did you hear the news of Wang Xiaoming's death? You didn't feel surprised at all, but you seemed to know it would be like this long ago." Liu Yuanyuan thought more and more strange. Since yesterday, the third brother Jiang's cloud light wind light has been comforting her. It doesn't seem to worry that Wang Xiaoming will come back for revenge, And just now Aunt Li said that the city was under martial law to catch the murderer who killed Wang Xiaoming. The look on brother Jiang's face didn't fluctuate at all, as if he knew it would be so early in the morning.

"The high walls of the prefect's residence are heavily guarded. I can't see anything. I just think that Wang Xiaoming has been domineering in the town. Many people complain about him. I don't know how to restrain. He must have made many enemies. It's not surprising that someone wanted revenge and killed him." third brother Jiang looked at Liu Yuanyuan with relaxed eyes and eyes. His eyes were calm and his tone was not urgent, Although the sores on the face are terrible, the facial lines still look normal.

Although Liu Yuanyuan thought this explanation was too far fetched, he saw that brother Jiang's eyes were open and didn't look like lying. Moreover, he thought that the Imperial Palace was not a random place. Even if brother Jiang had better Kung Fu, he was determined not to kill Wang Xiaoming under layers of guards and leave quietly. So I stopped asking questions and went back to the kitchen to prepare today's breakfast.