How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Pei Lun!

Shen Lian did not expect to see a familiar colleague on a street corner in the capital late at night.

Who is Pei Lun?

He is one of the 100 households in Fusi, Nanzhen, and is responsible for investigating all illegal things in the Jinyi Guards.

He is very skilled in martial arts and is good at using swords and sticks. He usually likes to greet people with a smile, but he is cruel and ruthless in his actions. People give him the nickname Smiling Tiger.

But Shen Lian had dealt with him several times over some trivial matters and helped him with a few small favors. He knew that this person was also a person who valued affection and righteousness.

It's hard to say that the two sides have much of a life-or-death relationship, but they have had a few drinks and can be considered half-friends.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and couldn't understand why Pei Lun was wandering the streets with his team in the middle of the night.

But I saw him sitting in front of a wonton stall, with several of his men standing bowed.

Pei Lun held the spoon and drank the wontons at leisure.

Sihasha looked like he was obviously enjoying himself.

Shen Lian thought for a while, looked around, and smiled lightly.

Instead of wandering around the capital like a headless fly, it would be better to find Pei Lun and inquire about his whereabouts.

If the other party is here late at night, he must have business.

So, after a while.

"Boss, please bring a bowl of wontons. No onions, garlic, sesame oil, coriander and chive flowers, and no wonton wrappers. Bring it over quickly..."

After Shen Lian shouted, Da Ma Jin Dao sat in front of Pei Lun.

The owner of the wonton stall was confused after hearing this man's order.

You don’t want anything the fuck, why don’t you just eat boiled meatball soup!

But seeing that the other party actually knew Pei Baihu, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

When those Jin Yiwei who were standing bowed saw a stranger suddenly appear, they subconsciously put their hands on their waists.

"Brother Shen?"

Pei Lun was eating warmly when he heard the voice and was startled. When he looked up again, he suddenly had a smile on his face.

He waved his hand to tell the men behind him not to get excited, and then smiled at Shen Lian and asked.

"Brother Shen! Damn, how long have we not seen you? It must have been more than a year, right? Why, I met you here?"

Shen Lian pursed his lips and smiled: "It's been more than a year. I'm fine. I went out to eat a bowl of wontons. Brother Pei, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"Hahaha...what a coincidence!"

Pei Lun's smile became brighter and brighter, and he turned and shouted to the boss.

"Boss, my bowl of wontons is on his account! I'll pack six more bowls for my brothers to take with them."

Shen Lian:......

Can't your mother survive?

Several bowls of wontons are also trying to trick me.

But he didn't say anything anymore, because the boss had brought a bowl of meatball soup, and Shen Lian held the spoon and started sucking it.

Pei Lun glanced at the other person and continued to lower his head. The only sound left in the stall was the sound of the two of them sucking.

"Is something wrong?"

While eating, Pei Lun asked casually.

"fine!"

Shen Lian shook his head and continued to drink soup.

The two of them stopped talking and ate separately.

After tea time, Pei Lun finished the wontons and scooped up the soup base.

After burping, he stood up.

"Brother Shen, it's getting late! Since there's nothing wrong, brother still has to go home and sleep. Let's talk another day? Haha..."

After saying that, Pei Lun grabbed the knife stick on the table and asked everyone to leave.

Unexpectedly, he just took one step.

Swish!

Shen Lian was still drinking meatball soup, but with his free left hand holding the Xiuchun knife, he stopped Pei Lun.

He didn't even look up.

"Brother Pei, are you a dog? Just eat and leave?"

"Be bold!"

Several of Pei Lun's brothers were furious when they heard this, and they drew their swords and shouted angrily.

Pei Lun laughed and used the knife stick in his hand to pick off Shen Lian's embroidered spring knife.

"Brother Shen, your Xiuchundao...is a military weapon, right? You resigned from the post of Jinyiwei, why didn't you return the Xiuchundao to the Zhenfusi Yamen?"

"It's very difficult to let brothers stay outside after seeing the ordnance today!"

Although Pei Lun was smiling, his knife stick was holding the sheath of Xiuchun Dao, as if he was about to fly it away at any moment.

Several subordinates also heard the meaning of the boss's words, secretly moved their steps, and surrounded Shen Lian.

Shen Lian finally raised his head, frowned and cursed.

"Why should I return this bloody sword passed down from my father's generation to the Jinyiwei Yamen!"

"Fuck! You also know the sword passed down from your father's generation!"

Pei Lun felt as if someone had stepped on his tail, and he almost jumped up in anxiety.

He simply refused to leave, turned around and sat down again, slamming the table.

"Shen Lian, you're a fucking member of the Qianhu family who has hereditary uniformed guards and ignores them! Did you just quit your job and become a commoner?"

"What are you doing, hanging out with a tomb robber and waiting to die? Being a personal bodyguard?"

"What do you think?"

"I'm just asking you, what the hell do you think?"

Pei Lun slapped the table loudly, with a look of hatred on his face.

Shen Lian did not answer, but looked at the other person for a long time and grinned.

What is a brother?

Brothers are people who eat and drink with you, and even try to trick you at critical moments.

But if you are in trouble, kneel on the street and beg.

When your brother sees you, he will kick your rice bowl over, beat you up, and yell at you, "What the hell did you do!"

Why didn't you come to me earlier?

Now, Shen Lian may die in the dispute or leave his hometown. As a brother, Pei Lun can no longer bear it.

"Haha... do you know what is going to happen recently?" Shen Lian asked softly.

"nonsense!"

Pei Lun shouted angrily: "The new emperor has ascended the throne, and the eunuchs have lost power. Your master was recruited by Jiu Qian, and he can be considered half an eunuch."

"In a few days, the emperor will definitely liquidate the eunuchs. Besides, there are rumors that your master and the new emperor are not getting along well..."

"Shen Lian, you are desperate and want to seek refuge with me?"

Pei Lun was really anxious.

The baby is dead and you have to breastfeed.

What's the use of looking for me at this time?

Shen Lian sighed.

Even a member of the Jin Yiwei family can understand things, but many dignitaries cannot recognize the situation and are still imagining it.

He continued to laugh and said: "Brother Pei, you said that I am an eunuch, but you are not an eunuch? Which one of Tian Ergen, Xu Xianchun, Wei Liangqing, Hou Guoxing, and Ke Guangxian above Jinyiwei is not the leader of the eunuch."

"Once the liquidation comes, can you still escape with your life?"

"I……"

Pei Lun's face turned pale, he couldn't laugh anymore, and finally said in a depressed tone.

"I am a small member of a small household, and even if they kill me, they can't kill me."

"What the fuck have I done in the past few years when I have been ordered to do something wrong? Your Majesty, kill all the imperial guards. Who will help him supervise the officials and spy on the enemy?"

Shen Lian smiled bitterly.

Supervise hundreds of officials? Spying on the enemy?

His Highness King Xin may have decided to give up his martial arts and no longer need minions like the eunuchs and guards.

The end for all of you may not be pretty.

But it was meaningless to say this at this time, Shen Lian sighed.

"Brother Pei, help me find someone!"

Pei Lun's eyes narrowed, "What a coincidence, I was also ordered to search for someone all night long."

"Who?"

Shen Lian raised his head suddenly.

"Haha, who are you looking for again?"

Pei Lun smiled playfully.

The two looked at each other, dipped their hands in wonton soup, and wrote a word on the table.

辛！