Beiyang new warlord

He also got off the horse behind Luo Ning, looking up at the famous buildings in Hangzhou with candlelight shining, especially the light from his Dongjiang specialty crystal lamp revealed through the cracks in the window, a cruel sneer emerged on his tense face.

This is also Luo Ning's second cleverness. Even in order to save the lives of herself and others, she must also save Luo Zhen. Once Mao Jue can kill him, he naturally cannot trust that the Luo family will not retaliate. Maybe an order , the Luo family turned into a sea of ​​blood, so she came up with this compromise.

Not killing Luo Zhen was not due to the benevolence of Mao Jue's wife, but Luo Ning's words had an effect. Being killed is only a moment of pain, even if it is hacked into pieces, it is only a few hours. Only a living person can suffer for a lifetime.

What is Luo Zhen?A complete official fan, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, his mind is full of the fantasies of the scholars of this era, and the idiot son, Mao Jue's knife not only broke his leg, but also ended his life. In the rebel army of the Ming Dynasty, Song Xiance, a scholar, was willing to serve Li Zicheng, a grass-headed king, because although he was talented, he was short in stature and could not take the imperial examination.

This is true for people with healthy limbs, not to mention that Luo Zhen is now a cripple. Let this official fan never enter the palace of the imperial examination. punishment?

But this is the Luo family that started out as a businessman, and it can be controlled and threatened by Mao Jue! He is indeed old with Luo Ning, but Wu Xing and the others?Mao Jue didn't have any leisure to make them suffer, only a cold killing intent.

With a bang, the door of the private room was kicked open. Amidst the woman's exclamation and the scholar's scolding, those eyes looked around emotionlessly like a crocodile, and then a cold and cruel laughter came from the ground. The house rang.

"Heh, there are quite a few people here!"

Chapter 191. Killing

It was a deathly silence. Seeing Mao Jue's gloomy face rushing in, the scholars who were already frightened by the sudden chaos on the street didn't dare to show their air.

Those who hid in that car that day, besides the two Yangzhou skinny horses, there were seven other scholars, except Luo Zhen, the other six were all here, Jiangzuo scholar Song Yi was the first to yell out in disbelief.

"you are still alive?"

"Brother Song, who is this?"

Seemingly familiar, looking at Mao Jue's familiar set of Ming army armor, a scholar in women's clothing next to him tugged at Song Yi's sleeve in a low voice in astonishment.

"Deputy General Dongjiang Tieyi, Mao Wenlong's son, Mao Jue!"

Except for Wu Yun and Song Yi, the rest of the scholars and literati suddenly relaxed, especially the big guy in women's clothing just now, who jumped up arrogantly.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you go down quickly and see what's going on? Do you know who is sitting here? You disturbed the nobleman, be careful that you can't wear your dog hat!"

"That's right, what kind of place is this? How dare you break into it!"

"Get off!"

Indeed, there are more than 40 people here, each of them is from a famous family. There are not a few ministers in the family who are too embarrassed to sit here. It is not uncommon to have a bachelor. There are no civilians here. This is why Luo Zhen is so desperate to squeeze. The reason for entering this circle was that upon hearing that Mao Jue was only a military officer, a group of scholars came alive again, each roaring and clamoring, with a look of disgust on their faces.

They didn't notice at all that in this circle, the core members were Chen Dacheng from the Ministry of Officials, Wu Ercheng from the Ministry of Rites, Wu Yun, the nephew of Wu Lin, the chief envoy of Shanxi Province, and Song Yi, the son of Jiangnan Dao Yushi. His face was full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Isn't it noble? You are so lucky!"

Suddenly, Mao Jue's frozen face seemed to thaw out a little, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.Although a lieutenant is really not an official here, it seems that Mao Jue's words are an envious compliment. The big guy in women's clothes, the big guy in women's clothes who patrols the censor, is still proudly crossing his arms, quite arrogant. He snorted with a sense of superiority.

"You inferior people, forever, uh"

The disdain still remained on his face, but he froze. He looked at Mao Jue in disbelief. Immediately, the rouge-wearing scholar in colorful attire spat out a mouthful of blood. It reached the armor of the Liaodong Iron Guard behind him who was full of killing intent.

The Mitsubishi army thorn hangs down, and the dark red blood also drops down drop by drop, with a bang, the scholar fell on his back to the ground, and died with a bang, the whole private room became silent again.

"You, how dare you, kill, kill"

Pointing to Mao Jue's nose, the black-robed scholar next to him yelled again in disbelief.

"Well, I dare!"

The bayonet was lifted up again, with a sneer, Mao Jue stabbed the knife out fiercely again, and at the same time, Mao Leng also pulled out the knife violently.

"kill!"

click~

puff~

"Wow ah ah ah ah!"

"Forgive me!"

Tick-tock-tick-tock

It takes more than ten years to give birth to a person, but it takes a moment to kill someone. The bayonet turns red, the waist knife cuts horizontally, and the blood splatters on the thin screen wall, covering the gorgeous and splendid chapters with a layer of scarlet. They couldn't escape this blow. Although Mao Jue's revenge seemed insignificant before this historical torrent, it was also reflected in this historical trend.

When these high-ranking ruling classes no longer regard the lives of Dudousheng's ordinary people as human lives, hatred will begin to accumulate. When these high-ranking people are the most arrogant and ecstatic, the vigorous and vigorous tent uprising will be like burning everything. Like the flames, the former glory of a dynasty was burned to nothing.

These aristocratic scholars thought that they could bully or even deprive Mao Jue of such a small court eagle at will, but they never thought that Mao Jue had the courage to ignore their authority, and even killed them with a backhand.

"Forgive, forgive me, I, my uncle is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, I, I will let him be promoted to your official position, please forgive me!"

click~

The bayonet pierced in from the back, protruded from the chest, spewed a mouthful of blood, and the last scholar who participated in the banquet, or a son of a certain family, also fell in his blood. , Mao Jue couldn't help letting out a breath, panting slightly.

There were more than forty people, only the seven people were left, and Song Yi couldn't help shouting as he stared dumbfounded at the blood all over the room.

"You, you really dare to kill, you are not afraid"

"Bo Jing!"

Reaching out and interrupting Song Yi's words, Wu Yun suddenly cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"General Mao, Mr. Wu is deeply sorry for the offense a few days ago, and I apologize to you!"

"Big Brother Ang!"

Song Yi and the others immediately yelled in astonishment, so anxious that Wu Xing quickly gave a hard look at the past, and immediately made his smile more real, and fiercely clasped his fists over.

"General Mao, Mr. Wu has been discussing with several brothers these days. In the entire Ming Dynasty, there is no warrior who is more brave and capable of fighting than the general. Like the waste on the city wall, even the general's little finger is inferior!"

Mao Jue seemed to be interested in crossing his arms, the bayonet flicked on his right hand, a few drops of blood were thrown off, and he was greatly encouraged all of a sudden, Wu Xing's voice became hasty and excited again, even more He continued hastily.

"General Mao, I'm not afraid to tell you that our Wu family, the Song family, the Li family, and Mr. Zhang Pu of Fushe are planning to help Jiangdong Confucianism, Zhou Yanru and Mr. Zhou back to the position of cabinet scholar! At that time, Wu will also The position of governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang coincides with the resurgence of the Japanese riots in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is the day when General Mao will show his talents. At that time, I will be Hu Zongxian as the general, and Qi Jiguang as the general, wouldn’t it be great?"

"Brother Wu?"

Song Yi interrupted Wu Yun anxiously again. This matter is top secret. Once it is leaked, the families involved may be wiped out. After all, Zhou Yanru was brought down by Wen Tiren, the chief assistant. Old Wen was notorious for holding grudges. He said that to Mao Jue, which was equivalent to sending the lifelines of several families to Mao Jue.

Ignoring him at all, there were big drops of sweat on his forehead, and Wu Xing was still staring at Mao Jue's face.

There seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Mao Jue suddenly cupped his fists and saluted the stunned Chen Dacheng who was watching from the other side.

"Your Excellency is Mr. Chen from the Ministry of Officials. Uncle is your father-in-law who is betrothed?"

Luo Zhen has a list of who will be entertaining tonight, and Luo Ning recounted it to him when he came, no matter how many enemies he remembers well, the only middle-aged man in his 40s can only be Chen Dacheng. Unexpectedly, Mao Jue saluted very respectfully, and everyone who watched was stunned.

I have never seen such a bloody scene. More than 40 people were killed one by one in front of my eyes. Chen Dacheng was frightened. Meaning, but this guy hurried down the steps, waving his hands sweating profusely.

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"