As night fell, the sound of cannons on the top of the city finally stopped. The updaters began to beat the gongzi and shouted in a loud voice: "The curfew has begun, everyone will have their own wealth, be careful of the candles, and the world will be peaceful."

But when the war was tense, since the five cities of the military personnel had all gone to the city, the curfew was in vain and no one was in charge. The hungry people and beggars were wandering around on the street, hoping to find a warmer place to survive the night. They were full of hope for tomorrow, because the officials of the Jinyiwei had already said that because the grain of more than 50 traitors of the country had been seized, the Jinyiwei would set up a porridge field in Sijiu City, with two meals a day.

Of course, everyone knows that the porridge in such a porridge is a show for the government. There will be no grains of rice in a bowl of porridge. It is just to deceive the eyes and fool the stomach. But whether it is true or false, it is also good for a slightly hot porridge to warm the body.

A few rogues squatted outside the wall of a house, muttering in a low voice, their greedy eyes flashed in the dark, like hungry wolves.

"I've stepped on it a little bit, this is this family." A guy like a leader, holding a sharp-eared knife, introduced to his accomplices around him.

"Is this family rich?" A companion stretched out his neck and looked at the high courtyard wall: "In the past few years, there are many big families with bright appearances, but there are famine inside, donkey dung eggs, and the appearance is bright and messy inside. Don't let's go in, you can't get anything."

The leader said proudly: "This is a businessman who often goes out of the mouth. Although the things that resell is not forbidden products for the enemy, he also makes a lot of money. It seems that he heard the news that Jiannu is coming, so he ran back in advance. When the owner of the house ran back, I saw it really, unloaded boxes of things from under the car, which was very heavy. And he didn't hire a porter when he was transporting. If it weren't for real money, how could he be so cautious? It's impossible to make a mistake. I'd like to touch him for a long time, but the government government patrols were strict and there was no chance to succeed. With the help of our tricks, we could only make a few melons. This time the opportunity came. The people of the five cities of the military and horse officials went to the city, and the Jinyiwei was also leaderless. We happened to be him, and then we all shared the fat together. From now on, we will have a good time."

The other one agreed with a sarcastic smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I have long fallen in love with this person."

The guy next to him stabbed him: "You are interested in their eldest lady, who doesn't know?"

The guy smiled and said, "The eldest lady in her family is indeed handsome and beautiful, but she has a bad temper. Last time I passed by his door and chatted with her, she made their maid scold her. This time I must let him serve me well and let out a sigh of anger."

The leader stopped everyone's nonsense, "But according to my observation, this store is not very useful and very irritating."

Everyone stretched out their necks and asked, "What kind of trick is it?"

The leader introduced: "This family has five long-term friends. Kong Wu is powerful and always follows their masters. He should have seen life and death. So this time we must start quickly and ruthlessly, and we must not give him a chance to resist."

If it comes to killing people and robbing people, this guy is not an amateur. He pulled out the sharp knives in his arms, "Let's start acting."

As a result, before he finished speaking, another voice asked sarcastically: "Is there enough manpower? Do you need some help from our brother?"

Several people were stunned when they heard this, and the leader suddenly turned around: "Who is so bold? How dare you compete with me for business?"

A few people stood up in the shadow opposite. Although they couldn't see the color and face of the clothes, the special form of the official hat and the iconic shiny embroidered spring sword shocked several guys, "Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

The opposite side sneered: "You are right. Now our Jinyiwei has taken over the public security curfew in the entire Beijing city. You plan to rob and violate the curfew. Follow me to the death camp."

A partner jumped up suddenly, and the leader shouted: "Don't resist."

But it was too late, and the Xiuchun Knife flashed and screamed, the resistance guy had already landed on the ground.

The Jinyiwei is not like the five-city military officers bullying the weak and fearing the strong and resisting, but they are really looking for death.

Seeing his companions tragically die, these rascals immediately trembled and squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, waiting for the disposal.

In fact, things like gangsters are only under the tolerance and tolerance of the government, and they cannot fight with the government. As long as a government really wants to destroy these gangsters, it is the same as playing.

Especially the Jinyiwei, who holds the power of life and death, will be a mortal result when these so-called underworlds meet them.

These so-called underworlds were trembling when they saw the rolling heads of the crowd, and they no longer had the arrogance they had before.

A small flag of the Jinyiwei, carrying a blood-covered embroidered sword, stood in front of them and said coldly: "You are just a group of jumping clowns, and you can't even jump clowns. We usually spoil you, but we just need each other. But now I tell you that the new commander has already taken over the Jinyiwei and no longer needs you. We have ordered you to be wiped out. That's how it is, accept your fate."

This is the most realistic thing. In principle, in all dynasties, maintaining public order in a place requires the help of these gangsters. For this condition, these local gangsters will also be given a very legitimate position by the government, which is called idleness. Not only do they have to support them, but they also have to give them legitimate reasons for money and food.

However, Zhao Xing is not a historical person. He has the most distinctive character of the times. What he hates the most is the evil forces. He wants to carry out the most violent crackdown on gangs and evil in this Ming Dynasty. This is compared with the time when Li Hongzhang was governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, he killed 60,000 people, and hundreds of years in the morning.

"But from now on, your good days will be over. From now on, the public security management of the entire capital will no longer require you, those who have not achieved enough to make trouble. Our Jinyiwei has officially taken over the public security of the entire capital, and the rest is that you will be wiped out. Let me tell you now that you will be incorporated into the Xiaoshen camp and go to the city wall to guard the capital. If you can defend the capital, you will make achievements. If you can't defend it, you will be the head of the land."

Hearing such a policy, the leader kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Do we have any other choice?"

"I'm sorry." The Jinyiwei smiled and said, "Originally, you still had a choice. But the principles stipulated by our new masters are that you don't have a choice. Either go up to the city to defend the city for the country, or beheaded directly. This is also a choice. Come on, choose one."

How to choose this? No need to choose.

In the teahouse of Tianranju, a little spiritual master was talking about his news: "Do you guys know? Just the day before yesterday, Jiannu increased his troops again. The men were so numerous that they were covered with darkness and the ground was gone. The big and thick Jiannu were like gods descending to the earth."

A tea chef asked with a pale face: "Are you saying true or false?"

The little Lingtong said with confidence: "Can there be any falsehood? This is what I saw with my own eyes. I will tell you that there are strings of heads hanging around the necks of Jiannu's horses. They are all the heads of the King Jun from Henan, with tens of thousands."

Everyone gasped, and their faces appeared as death and despair.

Just as this little Lingtong was proud of her speech, a man stood up next to the table in the corner, walked to the little Lingtong, and looked at him coldly.

This little Lingtong scolded with a pride: "What are you looking at?"

The man took out a waist sign on his waist and lit it at him: "What do you think? I'll chop you down on the street." Then he lit it at the tea shoppers in the entire teahouse: "The Jinyiwei was in charge of the office, spreading rumors, and arresting the dead camp, but this thing was obviously a spy sent by Jiannu, and immediately beheaded in the street and showed it to the public."

Before the little Lingtong could argue, two Jinyiwei walked in outside, took him down without hesitation, pushed him onto the street, announced his crime, and then took him down with a knife.
Chapter completed!