"Where is Lord Zhu going to send the murderer?" the handsome young man named Ang Lee asked.

"What's your name?" Zhu Yuren looked at Ang Lee and asked.

"Student Ang Lee." Ang Lee was nervous, thinking that Mr. Zhu's eyes were so sharp. Did he ask too many questions and show too much enthusiasm and be cared about by him?

"Ann Li?" Zhu Yuren was chewing on the name. Where are you studying?"

"In the Lakeside School, Mr. Meng Deyu, teacher and student." Ang Lee couldn't help but straighten his back and replied. This was a decision he made in his subconscious mind, as if this would prove his innocence. However, his actions seemed even more guilty in the eyes of an old official like Zhu Yuren.

"Say hello to Mr. Meng on my behalf." Zhu Yuren said. He knew the Lakeside Academy and Meng Deyu, but he didn't know who Ang Lee was.

However, if everything he said was true, just turn around and ask someone to inquire. Stay with the green mountains there, and you won’t be afraid of burning firewood.

For his old friends and benefactors, Zhu Yuren is willing to be the sword in the hands of others. However, he has to figure out who is driving all this behind his back.

"Yes. The students will definitely bring Mr. Zhu's greetings." Ang Lee said respectfully.

"I will send this murderer to Yan Mansion and hand it over to General Yan Bolai to be detained and guarded." Zhu Yuren said with a smile: "I am a civil servant. Except for being quite straightforward and able to write a few big words with a wrist lift, I don't have the ability to take good care of a giant bandit like Hongboer. Let's leave it to General Yan to deal with it. I think he will be able to guard this person strictly and not give anyone the opportunity to come and kill people to silence him."

"What Lord Zhu said is very true." Ang Lee praised. "Although Mr. Zhu is a civil servant, he has a loyal and courageous courage, and is a model for our scholars. Today, we will send this murderer to Yan Mansion with Lord Zhu. If someone intercepts passers-by and wants to kill someone to silence me, Ang Lee, will block Mr. Zhu with his flesh and blood."

"Yes, let's go with Lord Zhu—"

"Who dares to hurt Lord Zhu, step over my body of Wang Li—"—

Ang Lee's performance made Zhu Yuren more convinced that he was the child care sent by the person behind the scenes.

However, things are moving in the direction he wants. He is also willing to accept it.

Zhu Yuren pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said, "All the Imperial Imperial Imperial Men, so let's go together."

"Go together." Countless people shouted.

A group of people surrounded Zhu Yuren and the giant bandit Red Boy in the West Sea tied up by many flowers, walking towards Yan Mansion-

"What?" Yan Bolai's brush was heavily paused, and an ugly ink scar was left on the paper. "Has the Red Boy turned?"

"Yes. Red Boy was transferred, and Zhu Yuren was taking him to our Yan Mansion with him-" the young secretary in front of the table said. He was a confidant subordinate brought back from Jiangnan by Yan Bolai, and he set up many secret spies for him in Tiandu City. What happened in front of the Zhu Mansion was naturally impossible to hide from these spies, so he rushed back as soon as possible, just to make his master prepare in his heart.

"Zhu Yuren is just a civil servant. How could he catch the Red Boy? The Red Boy traverses the West Sea and is protected by the evil dragon island. At that time, our Yan family sent people to search for it, but they all suffered a great loss - why could Zhu Yuren catch him?" Yan Bolai looked incredible.

"Sir, it is said that the red boy fell from the sky-" the young clerk whispered. He was worried that Yan Bolai would not believe it, but he himself did not believe it. "It was said by Lord Zhu himself. In front of countless students."

"You said he was about to send someone to me?"

"Yes. We are indeed in the direction of our Yan Mansion, and there are many Xifeng students and countless people from Tiandu who are watching the fun-"

Yan Bolai's face was extremely gloomy and said, "Zhu Yuren is simply a poisonous snake. He usually hides deeply and is kind to others. Once he fights his life, he can do anything. He is worried that the Song family will kill people to silence them, and he is worried that our Yan Mansion will refuse to accept them, so he deliberately creates a big news. In this way, the Song family is afraid of the rat, and our Yan family can only follow the public's opinion to value the Red Boy well. It's really despicable and shameless."

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"What should I do?" Yan Bolai's eyes narrowed like a thin needle. "Since he sent the person, we will just take him away as they wish. Anyway, one is the one, two are the same - he even made such a good excuse for us, so that the Song family can't find any excuses even if they want to trouble us. In this case, aren't they doing nothing? They have the ability to kill people in the street - just like they ambushed the little dragon back then-"

"Will they do such stupid things?" the clerk's expression was surprised.

After a long silence, Yan Bolai said slowly: "I hope they will do such a stupid thing."

Before he finished speaking, there was a hustle and bustle coming from the gate of the Yan Mansion.

Yan Bolai knew that Zhu Yuren had sent the giant bandit Red Boy in the West Sea to the door.

He glared at the secretary fiercely, and the secretary felt a little refreshed because he knew that the master was very dissatisfied with his reaction speed. It was a sign of dereliction of duty if he had to go to the door of the mansion before he could spread the news.

However, Chang'an Street is so long, and these officials live on the same street, so it doesn't take long. His people also have to find out the causes and consequences of the matter before reporting themselves, and they have to control the progress of the matter in their hearts.

The clerk bowed down and expressed his deep apology.

Yan Bolai snorted coldly, threw down the brush in his hand and walked out of the door.

Since someone has delivered the "goods", he has to come forward to express his "thank you"-

"What?" Song Yu shouted in surprise, even the soup bowl in his hand fell to the ground. He was not in the mood to eat in the old house of Song's family. Later, the old man's plan made him feel confident. After he came back, he felt hungry and wanted to go to work after he had enough. As a result, before he could drink the soup, he actually heard such bad news.

Yes, Red Boy's arrest is bad news for him.

"General, that Red Boy is really arrested-" Song Fuxiao's face was also extremely embarrassing. He knew what the arrest of Red Boy means to the general. "I didn't believe it either. I thought that Red Boy is far away in the West Sea and has many arrogant soldiers and generals under my command, how could he be caught? Besides, Zhu Yuren is a weak scholar, why can he catch Red Boy? Unexpectedly, I went to Chang'an Street for a walk, and the person they tied up to parade was indeed the Red Boy-I met the Red Boy and I was very impressed by him."

"Damn it." Song Yu said evilly. "Red Boy, this idiot, can be discovered by hiding in the West Sea. If I had known this, I would have just done him last time."

"General, even though that's the case, Red Boy and us are still grasshoppers on the same boat. If Red Boy falls into the hands of Yan Bolai, the general's situation will be extremely dangerous. We need to come up with a solution as soon as possible."

"What else can I deal with it?" Song Yu's pupils turned blood red, and he shouted: "Of course I can find a way to kill him. Only in this way can he shut up."

"If we kill people, will it make people think—" Song Fuxiao wanted to stop talking. He knew the general's violent temper. Even if he was his number one confidant, he would not dare to say something bluntly. Inside and outside the iron gate, Song Yu was nicknamed "Green Hair Demon King". His hair was white, but his heart was black. He turned his back on his face. He not only killed the enemy, but also killed his own people.

Therefore, the entire Tiemen Pass was his one-man show, and no one dared to disobey every order he said.

"What can't be done? Dawn, when is it? You and I still need to hide like this?" Song Yu shouted angrily.

"If we go and kill the Red Boy, will the world think that the general is guilty of being a thief?"

"What do you think? It's not just killing, it's not even more so that you can't stay - what do you think?"

Song Fuxiao also looked embarrassed.

This time, the situation was forced to do so, and he didn't know what to do.

Song Yu also knew that the current situation was extremely subtle.

First, the old Zhu Yuren, the old man in court overturned the case and put Song Yu on the fire to bake. He splattered the court with his remaining blood, making everyone believe in his loyalty and honesty - it makes people feel that what he said is true and he will never deliberately frame others.

After all, Song Yu is a general with military power and a core figure of the Song family. He is full and only does this kind of thing? That is the risk of beheading his head.

Later, he said that he had a certificate on hand and gave the certificate to the Yan family who were incompatible with the Song family.

At this time, people were buzzing, and the people of Tiandu were talking, and everyone knew that as long as the murderer Hong Boy was found, the general Song Yu could be convicted.

Now Red Boy is really found by them.

Killing and silence is the best way to do so.

It's the only way.

However, the Song family regarded themselves as a scholarly family and cherished their reputation as the most.

If he sent someone to kill Red Boy, everyone in the world would think that this was done by Song.

At that time, the Song family's reputation that had been maintained for thousands of years was about to collapse, and the image of the students' hearts, which was like a mountain and a sea of ​​stars, would also collapse.

Is this a situation that the old god is willing to see?

"Can you say that you can only sacrifice yourself-" Song Yu thought to himself. "No, you must not. To live, he must live. If he dies, there will be nothing."

"Red Boy must die." Song Yu said in a cold voice. "Either he dies, or I die."

"But how did the old god explain?"

"I can't care about so much. If there is no evidence of death, the old god will be angry. I won't admit it. The Red Boy killed countless people. Who knows which enemy killed him? It's better to let him speak nonsense than to let him speak nonsense. That would have a smaller impact on my Song clan."

A fierce light appeared in Song Fuxiao's eyes and said, "Then kill Red Boy."

Song Yu looked at Song Fuxiao and said, "Fuxiao, you and I are like brothers. You are the ones I trust the most. And you are the most capable general around me. Therefore, you can only ask you to take action in this matter - if I take action myself, if there is any flaw, the matter will not be over."

"Fu Xiao is unavoidable." Song Fu Xiao said with his fists.

Song Yu patted Song Fuxiao's shoulder hard and said, "Yu's life and death are controlled by Fuxiao's hands. I'm waiting for your triumphant return."

"Yes. General." Song Fuxiao bowed and said. "Fuxiao will never disappoint the general."

"When the Red Boy dies, it is the day when Zhu Yuren treason. We should work together inside and outside and set off together."

"Yes. General." Song Fuxiao bowed deeply and turned around and walked outside.

"Zhu Yuren—Red Boy—and Li Muyang—" Song Yu clenched his fists with both hands, and his whole body was full of energy. His clothes were bulging high, the jade crown on his head was broken into powder, and his head was covered with white hair fluttered in the wind. "I want you to die one by one."

At this moment, the God of Killing came to the world—

Yan Mansion. Dungeon.

Since Zhu Yuren sent Li Wenjin, the only survivor of the Li clan, to Yan Bolai, to guard him in the dungeon of the Yan mansion, which is also considered an alternative guardian.

Because in the Yan Mansion, in addition to the secret room where Mr. Yan discussed important matters with several core figures in the family and the treasure pavilion of the Yan family, the dungeon is the most tight and tight, easy to keep but difficult to enter.

The secret room and the treasure pavilion are naturally inconvenient for outsiders, so there is only a dungeon to choose. As for whether Li Wenjin is going to commit this matter - who cares?

As long as he can protect him from being killed, the Yan family's mission will be completed.

Of course, Red Boy is a vicious criminal in the court, and he is even more imprisoned in prison.

Originally, Li Wenjin's life was pretty good. Although she lived in a dungeon with sunny days, the Yan family was pretty good to him. She had a bedding, had food, and had a pot of good wine every day.

However, when Red Boy came in, Li Wenjin's good days came to an end.

When he saw the red boy who was sent to the dungeon by soldiers of the Yan Mansion, his eyes were broken and he was full of murderous aura.

How many days and nights have I cursed and cursed in the portrait of Red Boy. I have to eat meat in my life and drink blood in my life.

The lives of hundreds of people in the Li family must be revenge in this life.

Unexpectedly, the enemy of the massacre of the family was right in front of him.

"Red Boy - you are Red Boy -" Li Wenjin lay in front of the prison door, pointed at Red Boy and roared.

Red Boy looked at him coldly and asked, "Who are you?"
To be continued...