The young girl was Hu Qing'er. When she learned that Song Jiang had entered Beijing, her hatred made her heart's murderous intent boil uncontrollably.

The two of them went to the second floor of the inn and pushed the door into an upper room. Hu Qing'er looked at the room and saw that the room was quite messy. She frowned and asked, "You have lived here all the time?"

The old man with white hair carefully tore off his beard and wig, and then tore off his face. He suddenly turned into a young man in his twenties, who was Lu Junyi's adopted son Yan Qing.

On the day when his adoptive father Lu Junyi was killed, Yan Qing used his master's makeup skills to dress up as an ordinary soldier and avoided Song Jiang's search. He was immediately incorporated into the army to fight against bandits in Jiangnan. He wanted to assassinate Song Jiang several times to avenge his adoptive father, but Song Jiang's defense was very strict, which made him unable to start.

This time, after he learned that Song Jiang had entered Beijing to report his work, he fled from the military camp and rushed all the way to the capital.

Yan Qing knew about Hu Qing'er's relationship with Li Yanqing, so he guessed that Hu Qing'er must be hiding at Li Yanqing's house. It took him three days to find out about Li Yanqing's mansion and finally met Hu Qing'er.

The reason why Yan Qing wanted to find Hu Qing'er was that on the one hand, he and Hu Qing'er shared the same hatred and had the same deep hatred of blood. On the other hand, Yan Qing himself was not very good at martial arts. He was proficient in makeup and short crossbows. He spent ten years on these two skills, but his martial arts were wasted. If he wanted to take revenge, he needed Hu Qing'er's help.

Seeing that the room was really messy, Yan Qing scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I have been here for three days, busy with makeup and surveillance, and I don't care about cleaning up anything, which makes Sanniang laugh."

"Have you met Song Zhe?"

"When I saw him, he went out early and came back late every day, his whereabouts were uncertain, and his defense was very tight."

“How tight is it?”

Yan Qing thought for a while and said, "He has about thirty guards, all of whom are very skilled in martial arts. The carriage he rides in is also very strong. My short crossbow cannot shoot through and can only attack strongly. With my ability, I cannot defeat thirty guards with very skilled martial arts."

"Have you ever thought about going into the mansion to assassinate?" Hu Qing'er asked again.

Yan Qing shook her head, "It's even more impossible!"

He sighed and said, "Song Jiang brought a hundred personal guards into Beijing, and thirty personal guards were guarding him outside, and the other seventy were deployed in the mansion, with about a dozen mastiffs inside. The day before yesterday, I pretended to pass by his mansion and walked outside the wall. When I heard the fierce dog barking from the mansion, and there were no big trees outside, it would be difficult to climb a ten-meter-high courtyard wall."

"You are good at disguising, so you never thought of getting into his mansion?"

"Of course I thought about it, but it was not realistic. They basically gave away their meals, but the tavern guys could only deliver them to the door and couldn't get into the door. I have repeatedly considered that there was no other way except ambush and assassination."

Hu Qing'er nodded slightly, "Then give it a try!"

As night falls, the Song Dynasty did not have a curfew tradition, which made the business at night particularly prosperous. Taverns, snack bars, teahouses, brothels, music shops and other places open until late at night. The business around Daxiangguo Temple is also noisy and lively, and people are out to enjoy the late night snacks everywhere.

The room where Hu Qing'er and Yan Qing were still in darkness. Hu Qing'er was wearing a black night-travel suit, holding a whip blade in his hand, staring at the distant street corner with all his attention. Yan Qing was also wearing black clothes. He held a short crossbow in his hand, and a blue poisonous arrow had been installed on the short crossbow. The short crossbow is also called a handbow. It is very small in size and can be placed in a carry-on bag. The crossbow arrow is only the size of a plate.

Short crossbows are powerful tools for assassination. After being equipped with a handle, they can be fired with one hand. They can be hidden in the sleeves at ordinary times. They are very secretive, but the defect is also obvious, that is, the range is short, the maximum range is only thirty steps, and the maximum range is only twenty steps, which is suitable for short-range assassination.

Yan Qing has been practicing short crossbows for ten years, and has basically shot every shot within thirty steps. This time he was responsible for shooting outside, including shooting horses and shooting guards and other auxiliary assassination methods. Hu Qing'er was responsible for assassination.

At this time, the sound of wheels and dense sounds of horse hooves came from afar. A large group of personal soldiers in warrior uniforms came slowly, and Hu Qing'er tightened her body and asked in a low voice: "Is this carriage?"

Yan Qing nodded, "It's this carriage, Song Zhe has returned home!"

There were originally many pedestrians on the street, but the arrival of this carriage protected by thirty cavalry made the pedestrians avoid it, creating conditions for Hu Qing'er and Yan Qing. Yan Qing raised a short crossbow and aimed at the trailer horse in the front. Hu Qing'er tightly grasped the whip blade and assassinated it was about to break out.

Song Jiang was indeed sitting in the carriage. Song Jiang looked gloomy at this time. He was originally scheduled to summon him today, but after waiting for a day, the emperor canceled the summons due to his discomfort, which made him wait for a day in vain. Song Jiang knew in his heart that the emperor did not want to see him at all, so he found various reasons to shirk him.

After being recruited, Song Jiang was appointed as the chief supervisor, Huainan Jiedushi, and was appointed as the third officer of Kaifu Yitong Sansi, and Yuncheng County Duke. Frankly speaking, this position made him quite dissatisfied with the conditions he had negotiated at the beginning. He had said that he would be appointed as the crown prince Shaobao and the special official, but when he actually was granted an official position, neither of these two titles were left.

Although he was given another title to replace the prince’s Shaobao, this title was only a county duke, which was still far from the Duke he wanted. There were many county dukes in the Song Dynasty, and the families of meritorious families were basically county dukes, and this county duke was not rare at all.

What made Song Jiang most dissatisfied was that Zhang Bangchang clearly agreed that he could choose a civil servant, at least he was appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue and served as the prefect. Except for the five capitals in the world, other prefects could choose one, but when he was actually appointed, the civil servants would not be mentioned.

For this purpose, he found Zhang Bangchang, who was responsible for recruiting him. The day before yesterday, Zhang Bangchang also gave him an explanation. The court's promise to appoint him as a civil servant has not changed, provided that he wants to suppress the bandits and make contributions, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the officials of the court.

Of course, Song Jiang understood the meaning of Zhang Bangchang's statement, that is, the officials of the court opposed him to give him civil servants, which actually blocked his way to turn to civil servants, which made Song Jiang extremely depressed.

The high-ranking military generals of the imperial court were called retired officials. Once the Jiangnan bandit suppression ended, his position as the chief supervisor would end. Others, whether it was the governor of Huainan, the Kaifuyi Tongsansi, or the Duke of Yuncheng County, were all false positions in name only. He would be completely put aside and receive a dull salary every month. There was no official office, no government office, or even personal soldiers. If he had known this was the result, what would he do to recruit him? It would be more practical to be called king in Liangshan.

Song Jiang's biggest dream is to be a local emperor in one state. If he rebelled, he could no longer realize his dream. He was counting on recruiting. He wanted to choose to serve as the prefect of Chengdu and go to the Bashan and Shu River, which were far away from the mountains, but now everything has changed. The emperor refused to meet him for several days. It was obvious that he wanted to put him aside. After recruiting him, he kicked him into the corner.

This made Song Jiang feel extremely secretly hated. If the court really wanted to be so ruthless and unrighteous, then Song Jiang would simply return to Liangshan and raise the banner of gathering justice again.

The carriage was gradually approaching the entrance of the alley. At this moment, several horse riders rushed over and rushed to the other side, and the person in charge shouted: "Stop the carriage!"

The sudden change made Song Jiang's thirty personal soldiers suddenly alert. They raised their shields to protect the carriage and horses. The personal soldiers leader shouted sternly: "Who is ahead?"

"We are runners of Kaifeng Prefecture. We are ordered to come and tell Mr. Song that the road is unsafe these days and there are thieves. Please pay attention to the protection of the soldiers!"

Song Jiang was a little surprised. What does the occurrence of thieves in the capital have to do with him? Is it necessary to inform him specifically? What is the name here?

"Thank you!" The leader of the personal soldiers bowed his fists, but did not dare to slacken at all.

Four horse-riding yamen runners turned their horses and left, and soon disappeared at the end of the long street. Seeing the other party walking away, thirty personal soldiers were extremely vigilantly guarding the carriages and horses slowly heading towards the entrance of the alley more than ten steps away.

The personal soldiers suddenly strengthened their guards and disrupted the assassination plan of Hu Qing'er and Yan Qing. First, Yan Qing was unable to shoot the horses, and secondly, the soldiers raised their shields, which made Hu Qing'er unable to find an opportunity to attack for a while. The two looked at each other and had to temporarily put down their weapons.

At this moment, the door was kicked open with a "bang!" and a black shadow appeared at the door. Yan Qing was shocked and raised the crossbow and shot it. Hu Qing'er suddenly recognized the other party, "No!" In desperation, she slashed Yan Qing's wrist with a palm. Yan Qing shook his hand, and with a "click!", the short crossbow shot and the poison-tempered short arrow nailed to the door frame.

A person came in outside the door. It was Li Yanqing. He held a sword in his hand and stared at Hu Qing'er with anger on his face.

Li Yanqing had been here for a while. After he found out about Song Jiang's residence, he locked the inn. The seats of this inn were very suitable for assassination. He asked his friend and learned that at dusk, a young lady followed a white-haired old man to the third room on the east side of the second floor. The friend's description was Hu Qing'er.

At the critical moment, Yang Guang and the other two pretended to be runners of Kaifeng Prefecture and called Song Jiang's carriage, while Li Yanqing personally went into the room to stop the assassination.

"Who is it?" Yan Qing pulled out his waist knife and asked.

"It's me, Li Yanqing."

Li Yanqing glared at Hu Qing'er fiercely, "Qing'er, come here!"

Li Yanqing's tone was very stern, and Qing'er lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

Yan Qing was angry and cursed, "So it's you, the lackey!"

He swung his sword at Li Yanqing. At this moment, Hu Qing'er swung the whip blade in his hand and flew out like lightning, wrapping around Yan Qing's neck.
Chapter completed!