"However," Han Tieta nodded. "After the victory of the Southeast War, it must be when the evil thief is the most relaxed, so we can grasp the success of the assassination even more."
Huang Xuemei asked again, "Have you told your party about this idea?"
"I have said many times that they won’t listen."
Tower Han sighed, "I can also understand who has to be frightened after perceiving what officials and thieves have seen over the years."
"The manipulation of officials who met her in Beijing by sorcery is like turning those government officials into puppets and dancing with her mind, and such deep thoughts as evil can change the color of mountains and rivers."
"Where is this evil thief? It’s simply an evil spirit. This time, you can connect enough forces in series to try to assassinate it. Naturally, you can’t delay it for even a quarter of an hour."
He said that he breathed a sigh of relief and told Huang Xuemei, "Little brother, this is also the time when I have been complaining and oppressed for too long and have to really do it. I will certainly try my best not to do what he wants."
"You can’t go out and tell me to end up with a charge of shaking the morale of the army."
When he finished these words, he turned away.
Huang Xuemei stopped him and said, "There are different opinions."
The eyebrows of the iron tower inched and turned to look puzzled. "What?"
"I think it’s really the best time to assassinate this evil thief before the war starts."
Huang Xuemei dribbling tone decisively said, "Do you think this evil thief is now running well on the surface? Once she wins the Southeast War, her reputation will definitely rise to a higher level. When we assassinated her at that time, we killed the biggest hero."
"In that case, even if we do something loyal, we will be nailed to the shame column and cannot turn over."
"And if we kill her before the war starts, we will remove the disguise and restore the original identity, and help the southeast army. Even if the morale is slightly disturbed by the death of the official, our help will be enough to revive morale and win again."
Speaking, the young man in red hands caressed his back, his eyes turned to the rain outside, and his eyes were fighting for fame and fortune, but he was frozen in the real light.
"In this way, we have a share of the credit for the great victory in Southeast China, and then we will slowly expose the evidence of the crime in the future. Isn’t it a pleasure to make the official body known as the crack after death?"
"This … is also good!"
Tower Han laughed. "Why didn’t I figure this out, little brother? You said yes, we should take the credit for pacifying the southeast."
The man threw a fist at him and said, "Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. When everything is over, I will treat you to a drunken party."
Huang Xuemei also fuels to maintain a slightly dumb tone with a smile, "Say goodbye."
"See you later"
Soon, the two groups of people branched forward again.
Wait until they have been separated by more than a dozen miles to a large mountain forest, and the tower Han unconsciously moved to their dominant position along the way.
Two hours later, they came to a Okawabe.
The iron tower Han turned over and the horse was heavy and steady, but its body was as light as a swallow treading water and flying vertically for three or four ups and downs, and then it crossed the baizhang distance and came to a painting boat on the river.
This painting workshop is surrounded by hanging curtains, hanging lanterns and pavilions, rising and falling in an orderly manner, and beautifully constructed. There are beautiful fans covering the doors everywhere, and it seems to be watching the river and rain.
As soon as Han Tieta flashed a waist tag, a beautiful woman separated Yingying from the laughing girls and led him in.
Different from the appearance, Yingying Yanyan’s painting department is actually a very deep atmosphere.
Although it is melodious, it is also tactfully low.
Lights A jade crown man in his thirties sits lazily at a long table and holds a roll to read.
The tower Han saluted "County King"
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