"Wait a minute, my elder brother asked you, how can you not answer? Is there something shady you don't want us to know?" Zhao Qiwu reaches out his hand and stops Luo Haitian.

Luo Haitian looked at the angry Zhao Qiwu and immediately pushed his hand away. He looked into his eyes and said, "our general is not a prisoner. Why is it that we have to answer whatever Mr. Zhao asks? Although we all come here according to the emperor's will, we have to rely on our own abilities to find out the Jiangnan salt tax."

With that, Luo Haitian went straight back to his room.

Zhao Qiwu wanted to catch up with him again, but Zhao Qixiu stopped him. From this we can see that Luo Haitian really didn't want to be with them.

Into the night, all sounds of silence, occasionally a cold wind blowing through the treetops, with a rustle, startled the birds next to the wings.

The Robinia pseudoacacia frowned at the guests in the room

This figure doesn't look like an assassin, but rather like a porter on the wharf. These salt merchants are making fun of themselves. They are not threatened by others, and their lives are still in the hands of Luo Haitian. If the assassination fails, I'm afraid Luo Haitian won't give him the antidote after ten days.

"Don't worry, Lord an, these people are no worse than assassins!" One of the salt merchants made a little bow to anbihuai.

The assassins immediately stepped forward and said in a cold voice, "don't worry, my Lord. If we can't succeed in the assassination, we won't get any money."

Anbihuai snorted coldly: "last time none of the assassins you sent came back. I saw that they were all killed by the guards in the inn. This time, you must be safe for me. Your Kung Fu can't compare with theirs. You have to start from the other side."

Smell speech, that salt merchant immediately way: "what an adult says is, it's better to start from their food, let's put the medicine in their food, and then --"

who knows, his words haven't finished, an Bi Huai heavily knocked his head: "you don't have a brain, this is what time, who still eat in the middle of the night!"

"That -"

an bihuai frowned a little and said in a low voice: "in this way, if you don't do it tonight, you can find a suitable opportunity to put the medicine in their meals. After they have used their meals, we can do it again!"

"However, if the people in the city should find out about this, I'm afraid -"

after all, Zhao Qiwu and his family are from the capital. If something really happened, they would not let them go so easily.

An bihuai glared at him: "are you stupid? I'm the father and mother of Jiangnan. The mountains are high here, and the emperor is far away. There's something wrong with their brothers. I said that the mob broke in to rob the grain, and there was a dispute. General Dingbei and Mr. Zhao sympathized with the people, and they couldn't bear to fight. That's the accident!"

At the end of the sentence, the salt merchant immediately showed his thumb to an bihuai and said with appreciation, "Mr. an is really brilliant. I admire him."

Anbihuai kicked him in the bend of his leg, "you don't hurry to take this group of people down to prepare!"

"Yes, my Lord!" The salt merchant immediately took advantage of the darkness to quietly leave the Yamen with the assassins.

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