In Hu Bufan's heart, the red and silver book is no different from his own life. He knew very well that this account book certainly created his current status, but the same account book could also smash himself to pieces at any time.

Once this red and silver book falls into the hands of the hostile people, the consequences will be unimaginable.

When he suddenly received this letter tonight, he felt dizzy and his first thought was to determine whether the Red Silver Book was really stolen. After all, there are only a handful of people who know that the Red Silver Book exists. This letter mentioned the Red Silver Book. For Hu Bufan, it was a shocking matter, so he didn't care about anything else and was eager to determine the whereabouts of the Red Silver Book.

The red silver book was not stolen in this ancestral hall. After Hu Bufan's brief peace of mind, he soon felt a chill that instantly storm all over his body, and that ominous premonition had arisen from head to toe.

He had realized that he seemed to have made a fatal mistake.

In the ancestral hall that was as quiet as death, with a "bang", the incense oil lamp had been destroyed. Hu Bufan had already grabbed the red silver book in his hand, as if he was life. He knew that something was wrong, and the ancestral hall was pitch black. He ran out the door and wanted to call people, but before the sound could be heard, he felt a figure vaguely appear in front of him, like a wall standing in front of him.

In the darkness, Hu Bufan could only know that the other party was a human, but he couldn't see clearly at all. The man was very quick and without saying a word, he raised his fist and punched Hu Bufan hard on the forehead. Hu Bufan felt dizzy and took two steps back and sat down to the ground.

He was extremely shocked at this time and had already understood that someone must have been involved in the Minister of Revenue's Mansion.

Although he was not wise, he was not a fool after all. The key to the matter was already seen at this time. The shadow of the sneak attack on him must have something to do with the letter.

He was wondering before that the red silver book was collected in the ancestral hall, and the heaven knew the earth, and only he knew it. Moreover, the red silver book for the account check twice a year was not fixed in a certain place. Every time he stored it, he was careful and could never be known by others. How could he be stolen? Now he finally understood that the letter was just a bait for throwing stones and asking for directions. No one knew the whereabouts of the red silver book, but when the other party used this trick, he was frightened for a moment and actually brought the other party to the collection place of the red silver book.

If you are not deceived, then no matter how much you think about convenience, you will never know the whereabouts of the Red Silver Book. It is just that the Red Silver Book is related to your life and death. As soon as the letter as bait fell into his hands, he was frightened, but he was already panicked, and then he was fooled by the other party without realizing it.

Hu Bufan regretted it at this time, knowing that the other party was coming to the Red Silver Book, and knowing that the Red Silver Book must not be missed. Although he was hit hard and was dizzy, he still grabbed the Red Silver Book in his hand and tried his best to shout, but the other party could not allow him to speak. Before his mouth was opened, the other party had already pounced on him, and he didn't know what he had grabbed in his hand, and he hit Hu Bufan's head.

Hu Bufan is a weak civil servant, and he is over fifty years old. He is trying hard to withstand such a blow. Venus appears in front of him and he subconsciously wants to struggle, but just rolls his eyes and faints.

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The servants guarding outside the ancestral hall were all waiting quietly. Lord Shangshu climbed over the wall and entered the ancestral hall. Everyone felt it was incredible and didn't know what was going on.

But looking at the panic of Lord Shangshu just now, he headed straight to the ancestral hall, it was obvious that things were not small.

In the ancestral hall, most of the hour passed, and it was still silent. The servants only felt that things were strange. A few people gathered together and whispered a few words. Finally, one of them ran away and reported to Mrs. Hu.

The ancestral hall is a key place and the gate is locked. Naturally, these servants dare not enter, but they are afraid that something might happen to Hu Bufan inside, so they can only invite someone to come.

After a while, he finally saw a group of people coming surrounded by a woman in her forties, carrying several lanterns. The woman was Hu Bufan's main room. The servants outside the ancestral hall hurriedly came up. Mrs. Hu frowned and asked, "Has the master come out yet?"

"It's almost an hour since I went in." The servant bowed and replied, "I haven't seen him until now."

"How did you get in?" Mrs. Hu frowned and asked when she saw the big copper lock in the ancestral hall gate.

The servant replied, "The master climbed over the wall and entered the ancestral hall."

"The only master is inside?"

"No." Someone immediately replied: "There is another person who protects the master in, but... but hasn't come out now." The man seemed to think of something and asked hurriedly: "By the way, have you guys seen clearly just now, who accompanied the master in?"

Several servants guarding outside the ancestral hall looked at each other and shook their heads.

The family tree of the Shangshu Mansion was divided into several hundred maids and servants. Hu Bufan came to the ancestral hall just now, and these servants all followed him spontaneously. Although there was a moon, no one cared about looking at the people around him. He just arrived here in a hurry. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that no one noticed who followed Hu Bufan into the ancestral hall.

Mrs. Hu came to the gate of the yard and brought the key to the ancestral hall. She took out the key, but did not unlock the lock immediately. She called out twice, and then she took the lock and opened the key. She brought a few people in. The courtyard was quiet. The door of the ancestral hall was open, but it was pitch black inside. Someone held the lantern and took photos into the house. Then someone exclaimed: "Master!"

Everyone surrounded him and saw Hu Bufan lying on the ground, his forehead was covered with blood, motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Everyone was shocked and shouted. Someone told them to call the doctor quickly, and some people came forward to support Hu Bufan, snooped into his nose, and said to Mrs. Hu: "Madam, the master still has a breath."

Everyone rushed Hu Bufan and left the ancestral hall. After a lot of trouble, Hu Bufan was placed. Mrs. Hu summoned several general managers in the mansion and asked angrily: "What's going on? The master is in his mansion and was actually injured like this? What do you think is going on? Who did it? There are guards everywhere inside and outside the courtyard. How did the assassin come in?"

In fact, the people in the Shangshu Mansion are also very strange.

Hu Bufan is one of the six ministries and departments, an absolute important official of the Qin Empire. The security affairs of the Minister of Revenue have always been very strict. Not to mention that soldiers patrol the streets outside the Minister of Revenue, even in the Secretary of Revenue, there are guards everywhere, both open and secretly. Hu Bufan has always attached great importance to his life, and he also knew that many people in the government and the public wanted to take his life, so the mansion recruited many strange people, and there were many good people among them. In the huge Secretary of Revenue, there were guards patrolling everywhere in the mansion day and night to strengthen their guards, but if there were any abnormalities, these people would react quickly.

But tonight was surprisingly strange. Hu Bufan's head was bleeding, while the assassin had no trace of it, and he came and went without a trace. If the assassin was to assassinate Hu Bufan, Hu Bufan had no scars except for some flesh and blood wounds on his head. Since the assassin could approach Hu Bufan quietly and beat Hu Bufan like this, it would be easy to kill Hu Bufan.

But Hu Bufan was not dead, so the purpose of sneaking into the Shangshu Mansion at this moment was obviously not to kill people.

Several managers looked at each other, all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Mrs. Hu's face looked very bad, so at this moment, a maid came over and replied, "Madam, the master is awake!"

Mrs. Hu hurried into the inner room. Several managers looked at each other and followed them in. Hu Bufan was lying on the couch, his forehead was bandaged, his eyes opened, and his voice was not loud. He just shouted: "Listbook, accountbook, where is the accountbook?"

Mrs. Hu leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Master, what account book?"

"My account book." Hu Bufan almost collapsed, his eyes were silent: "Where is my account book?"

Mrs. Hu turned around, and several managers looked at each other, all shook their heads. One manager stepped forward and said carefully: "Master, what account book do you want?"

Hu Bufan struggled: "The account book of the ancestral hall, my life...!"

"Master, when we went in, we didn't see any account book." Mrs. Hu said: "What account book are you talking about? Are you going to search for it again?"

A supervisor has already said: "Young one, go find it now."

Hu Bufan's face was ashes and said in a trembling voice: "I can't find it, I'm snatched away by someone... I've snatched away!" He struggled to sit up, his face muscles spasm and twisted: "I can't escape from the great disaster, I've been trapped... I can't escape from the great disaster..."

Mrs. Hu and several general managers were confused. Hu Bufan suddenly thought of something and immediately said: "Where is the one who delivered the letter? Bring it here quickly, where is the one who delivered the letter?"

Someone went down immediately and quickly brought one person over. The man looked ordinary and looked panicked. The servant had already reported: "Sir, this person is a gangster who is hiding in the capital and has no background. He is just cheating on others on weekdays, and he is called Chen San!"

Chen San had already kneeled down on the ground, lowered his head, and did not dare to speak. Hu Bufan glared at Chen San and asked, "Who said, who... who sent you the letter? Tell me quickly, if you... if you have a little false statement, kill it immediately!"

Chen San was trembling all over. He could not have thought that such a big thing would be given to send a letter. Maybe today not only sent a letter, but also sent his life. He said in a trembling voice: "Reply to the master, is it... someone gave the villain ten taels of silver to... let the villain deliver the letter to the Shangshu Mansion, and... and told the villain that the letter was urgent and his life was at stake. The villain only thought it was easy to send a letter to ten taels of silver, so...!"

Hu Bufan said sternly: "I didn't ask you about these things. I asked you, who asked you to send a letter?"

"The villain really doesn't know." Chen San cried and said, "The man wrapped himself like a rice dumpling. The villain really doesn't know who he is..." A guard manager next to him pulled out his knife and put it on Chen San's neck, and said sternly: "Dare you dare to lie?"

"The villain... the villain dares not lie." Chen San felt a fever in his crotch, and the urine had already flowed out: "The villain really doesn't know who he is. Even if the man killed the little one, the little one... the little one doesn't know who he is!"

Hu Bufan's eyes showed despair, stared at Chen San, and suddenly moved his throat. With a "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out, and shouted "My life is over." Then he fell back and fainted again.

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