Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

"Collude with the bandits, delay the marching speed, murder Jin Yiwei, one by one, do you want me to come here one by one?"

"Kochifu!"

"I underestimated you."

Inside the carriage, Gao Mingyuan's heart sank.

"Come here, take down Li Mingcheng, Song Jingwen, Gao Mingyuan and others!"

"If you dare to resist, you will be shot to death!"

"Lin Mang!" Li Mingcheng shouted, "Why do you take me?"

Lin Mang looked down at him.

In the next moment, the figure floated down.

"bass!"

A faint light of the knife crossed.

The almost blurred light of the saber slashed past quickly, and the aura of the saber was vertical and horizontal.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a line of blood appeared on Li Mingcheng's neck, his head slowly slipped from his neck along the line, his body fell from the horse's back, and blood flowed horizontally...

Lin Mang watched this scene extremely calmly.

Throwing the jug in his hand, a jug of spirits poured all over the ground.

Chapter 94

Li Mingcheng is dead!

The son of Marquis Wuqing died under the sword of a Jinyiwei Baihu.

This scene happened so suddenly that most people didn't react at that moment.

At the moment of Li Mingcheng's death, everyone trembled, their mouths were dry and their tongues were dry. A chill came from the soles of their feet and rushed straight to the top of the sky.

They stared wide-eyed, looking at the corpse that fell from the horse's back, feeling uneasy in their hearts.

God, it seems to be collapsing!

That is the son of Marquis Wuqing, the future Marquis Wuqing, a relative of the emperor, how dare he? !

At this moment, Song Jingwen's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Lin Mang looked into the carriage and said calmly, "Gaozhifu, are you still coming out?"

Inside the carriage, Gao Mingyuan took a deep breath and cursed angrily, "Crazy!"

"madman!"

He cursed again and again in his heart.

This guy is crazy, even dare to kill the son of Marquis Wuqing?

However, he still walked out of the carriage with a faint smile on his face.

"Master Lin, I admire you!"

Gao Mingyuan cupped his hands and said softly, "Master Lin, see you in the capital."

He waved at the guards behind him who drew their swords.

It would be the most unwise decision to resist at this moment.

The emperor's pro-army represented by Jin Yiwei is no different from a rebellion than a blatant fight.

That was slapping the emperor in the face naked!

Even if Lin Mang knew the truth of the matter, so what, he is the magistrate of a prefecture, and he has the Ministry of Punishment and the three courts to judge.

But there is no conclusive evidence, he is demoted at best.

He is different from the young master.

The young master deliberately delayed the fighter plane, and the evidence of the crime is conclusive.

It's just that no one is as crazy and has no scruples as Lin Mang.

Lin Mang walked slowly towards Gao Mingyuan, his boots made a crisp sound in the snow, and his deep eyes were extraordinarily calm at this moment.

"Are you thinking that even after returning to Beijing, I will have nothing to do with you?"

Gao Mingyuan smiled without saying a word, mocking in his eyes.

Lin Mang suddenly smiled.

He took out a secret letter from his bosom, and said softly: "A horse bandit handed me a secret letter, saying that it contains all the criminal evidence about you, I wonder if Mr. Gao would like to read it?"

Gao Mingyuan's expression froze, he quickly regained his composure, and said with a light smile: "Master Lin, how can you believe the words of mere thieves and bandits."

"It's just a false accusation."

"That's right..." Lin Mang sighed, and said quietly, "How can you believe the words of bandits?"

After slamming the secret letter in his hand, a fiery flame suddenly ignited in his palm.

"Actually, there is nothing in this secret letter, it is just a blank letter."

Gao Mingyuan was stunned for a while.

Are you lying to me?

Lin Mang quietly looked at the burnt envelope in his hand, looked sideways slightly, and said quietly: "Master Gao, you have heard that the imperial power grants permission, cut it first and then play it!"

"What?" Gao Mingyuan stared.

In an instant, the cold light illuminated his eyes.

His smiling face quickly froze into consternation.

At that moment, he saw a headless corpse, and the sky seemed to be spinning...

Lin Mang put the knife back into its sheath, and said calmly: "Gao Mingyuan, the prefect of Hejian Prefecture, colluded with the White Lotus Sect, committed a conspiracy against the Yi clan!"

"If anyone colludes with him, he will be charged with the same crime!"

These words were addressed to the people in the five armies' capital governor's mansion, and also to the army of the Hejian mansion.

As soon as this remark came out, the soldiers and the army of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion immediately fell silent.

No one is really a fool, fighting with Jin Yiwei is a serious crime for the Yi tribe.

They are a group of big soldiers, and they dare not get involved in this kind of thing.

When Lin Mang turned around, the faces of Song Jingwen and his party turned extremely pale, and their pupils lost their spirit.

"Tang Qi!"

"exist!"

Tang Qi clasped his hands behind him and let out a loud shout.

"punish!"

The moment the voice fell, a scream followed.

Tang Qi directly swung his knife at a family member.

Song Jingwen shouted in horror, "Lin Mang, are you crazy!"

"Do you know what you are doing?!"

"It's all done by Li Mingcheng, so what does it have to do with us!"

"You are severing yourself from the court, and the court officials will not let you go!"

"Li Mingcheng is dead. If you want, I will come forward to protect you!"

In the officialdom, if it is not necessary, no one is willing to do everything.

The people who came to the Five Armies Commander's Mansion this time seemed to have low official positions, but they were either the sons of hundreds of officials in the imperial court, or they were descendants of noble families and people from aristocratic families.

This is an extremely large interest group.

Lin Mang bent down, slowly pushed aside the thick snow, grabbed a handful, and wiped the blood on his hands.

In an instant, the ice and snow in his hand melted and turned into an ice crystal.

"call out!"

The sound of breaking the air suddenly started.

Song Jingwen's eyes widened, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.

Holding the knife, Lin Mang walked towards the city step by step.

The screams behind him gradually subsided.

……

In a valley dozens of miles away in Yanshan County.

A killing is quietly taking place.

Blood flowed out along the mouth of the valley like a stream.

On both sides of the valley, one side is wearing a white robe with the logo of white lotus embroidered on the back.

As for the other party, it is Xichang fans.

The two sides fought fiercely. In the crowd, an old man with white hair held a giant hammer and killed wantonly in the crowd.

As soon as those Xichang fans approached him within ten meters, they would be torn apart by the terrifying gang energy.

at this time,

A luxuriously decorated sedan chair slowly fell from the sky.

Four beautiful women held the sedan chair with one hand, and walked lightly, stepping on the snow without a trace.

"I have seen the overseer!"

Suddenly, a mountain whistling and tsunami-like sound sounded like piercing clouds and cracking stones.

The Xichang fanzi suddenly stopped fighting and kneeled respectfully on one knee.

The pupils of the white-haired old man shrank sharply, and his eyes showed horror: "Master Xichang!"

"Yan!"

A sword cry!

Crisp and sweet, like a crane screaming at the sky!

The car curtain was lifted slightly, and a silver-white flying sword flew out from it.

This sword is like a silver dragon galloping, tearing apart the wind and snow.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

In an instant, except for the kneeling Xichang Fanzi, everyone's hearts were pierced by the flying sword.

The elder of the White Lotus Sect had just escaped a few steps before he was decapitated by a sword.

An indifferent voice came from inside the sedan chair: "All those related to the White Lotus Sect, be punished!"

The sedan chair floated up in the air and disappeared in the wind and snow.

In the crowd, Li Jinzhong gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling lingering fear.

"Brother Lin, if I'm not a brother, I'm not righteous. I really dare not say more about this matter."

In this operation, Jinyiwei and the Dudufu of the Fifth Army are the people on the bright side, while the East and West Second Factory has been hiding in the dark.

The purpose of this operation is to attract the powerful of the White Lotus Sect.

It's just that he never expected that even the governor of the West Factory would show up.

This governor is devoted to retreat and hard work, and rarely participates in the affairs of the West Factory, and his adoptive father is responsible for many matters.