Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

At this moment, at the home of the Minister of War.

"Sir, please have mercy on me and give me some more spices. Without them, I will really die!"

The Minister of War prostrated himself on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowed repeatedly to the man in the black robe in front of him. His face was abnormally distorted and his eyes were bloodshot.

The reason for this state is that he smoked too much Toraja and now he can't quit.

Ever since Wei Jing captured the spice dealers and took control of all the incense, its circulation in the capital has become less and less.

There was some stock at first, but now there is literally nothing left!

He was really going crazy and wanted to kill that bastard Wei Jing. Why did he have to endure such extreme pain?

At this moment, he would do anything as long as he could smell the spices that could make him feel like he was in ecstasy!

He lay at the feet of the mysterious man like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy, hoping that he could give him some incense.

Now, he doesn't remember how he got addicted to this fragrance, he only knows that he will want to die if he doesn't smell it!

And the man in front of him is the creator of Tora incense.

As long as you ask him, he will definitely agree.

The premise is... that you keep a low profile.

Seeing his disappointing look, the mysterious man snorted coldly, his words full of contempt.

The man could naturally hear it clearly, but now as long as he could smell the incense of the tulula, he would be willing to do it even if it meant giving him a slap in the face!

What's the harm in laughing at him?

"Li Zhong, it's not that I don't want to give it to you. You also know that all the Tuo Luo incense in the capital was seized by Wei Jing. He took it all away. Where can I find Tuo Luo incense for you in a short time? If it really can't be done, then you just have to bear with it!"

"It's not that difficult anyway. As long as you endure it, everything will be fine. Maybe in the future, you won't need this Tuo Luo incense anymore. Isn't that good enough?"

"No, I want to use the tulala incense. I want to smell that fragrance! Please, sir, have mercy on me. I know you must still have some on you. Just a little bit. Just give me a little bit!"

"As long as you are willing to give me the incense, I will do anything!"

The mysterious man looked down at him, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and whispered: "Have you prepared everything I asked you to prepare? You can't leave out any of those weapons!"

"You have to know that you are betraying the entire Nanjing. Of course, if our king succeeds, I will definitely ask him to give you another official position. But the premise is... you can only gain if you give."

"I think you know exactly what to choose!"

After saying this, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

Although it didn't say what it was, Li Zhong knew very well that what was inside must be the Tora incense that he was obsessed with at the moment.

At this moment, madness completely defeated reason.

He only knew that if he didn't smell this spice again, he would die, really die!

By then, no matter what country or family it is, it won’t matter anymore!

Before that, he must at least ensure his own survival, right?

So he nodded without saying a word.

"Don't worry, my lord. Everything is ready for you! I am no longer from Nanjing. I am just your lapdog! As long as you are willing to give me this Tuola incense, if you want more weapons, I will give them to you!"

"The batch you mentioned has been placed in an abandoned alley deep in the east of the city. You can go and get it anytime!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, the mysterious man narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and threw the Tora incense in his hand away.

Li Zhong quickly took it.

But before he could put his hand under his nose to smell it, with a whoosh, a hidden weapon shot out from somewhere and directly shattered the Tora incense in his hand!

The spices were scattered all over the ground. Li Zhong's eyes turned red. He screamed and quickly squatted on the ground to smell them hard!

But soon, a powerful kick landed on his waist and abdomen, knocking him out violently.

He was dizzy with pain and didn't know what to do, but the newcomer had already started fighting with the mysterious man.

Seeing this, he didn't have time to do anything?

Suddenly, a sharp sword was placed across his neck.

He turned his head and met Qingfeng's cold eyes, which were filled with contempt.

"I advise Lord Li not to move! Swords and knives have no eyes, so please don't let me kill you by accident!"

Li Zhong looked at Qingfeng, then at Wei Jing who was fighting with the black man. He became furious when he remembered that he couldn't buy the Tora incense because of Wei Jing's interference.

He was almost mad with anger and started cursing at Wei Jing.

"How dare you! Wei Jing, you are lawless! You are only a third-rank general, and I am a second-rank civil official. Since ancient times, Nanjing has valued civil officials over military officials. How dare you make trouble in my mansion? Hurry up and surrender! If you dare to attack me again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Before he could finish his words, Qingfeng raised the sword in his hand an inch higher. A sneer appeared at the corner of his lips. He looked at Li Zhong, who was trembling with fear at the moment, and warned in a low voice.

"Lord Li, is this all you can do? After all, you yourself admitted just now that you are a dog, so stop talking nonsense!"

"The general is coming for you today. Do you really think His Majesty doesn't know about this? His Majesty is just trying to find a way to catch you all in one fell swoop. All officials who smoked Tora incense and planned to betray Nanjing will be pulled out one by one like you."

"Your good days...are over!"

Qingfeng spoke coldly, and Li Zhong's face turned pale instantly, and his lips trembled with fear.

On the other side, Wei Jing was fighting with a mysterious man, and every move was fierce.

As the fight went on, Wei Jing felt more and more that something was wrong.

In his mind, he recalled Jiang Mingwei's words to him countless times...

Even if he didn't want to admit it, what if Jiang Mingwei was really not wrong?

Thinking of this, he changed his previous moves and adopted a sword technique of his own creation that no one knew about.

The man in black had no time to react, and in just a moment, the mask on his face was knocked to the ground!

He subconsciously wanted to cover himself with his hands, but Wei Jing attacked him again.

If he didn't resist, he would be killed in one blow!

As a last resort, he finally let go of the hands that were protecting his face.

When they saw his appearance, they were all shocked.

Wei Jing was stunned at first, his pupils constricted, and his eyes revealed disbelief.

Even though she was standing right in front of him, he couldn't believe it. This was actually...

"Brother?!"

Wei Jing asked in disbelief with a trembling voice.

Now that it has been exposed, Wei Zhi certainly has nothing to hide.

She curled her lips and smiled at Wei Jing with an amusement-filled expression on her face, not showing any worry or fear at all because of her exposure.

"Of course, I can tell. You are indeed more powerful now. Even I may not be your opponent. I didn't expect that you would take off your mask."

"In that case, there is nothing to hide. It was Jiang Mingwei who told you that I was from Wei Zhi, right?"