The night is dark, with no stars or moon.

On the long street, there was a vast open space. The bleak autumn wind blew on the street, and the fallen leaves rolled along the long street in the dim light, flying from time to time, and suddenly fell in the air, as if they were controlled by an invisible ghost hand in the dark, which made people feel very strange.

Outside the Ming Gate, more than a dozen riders rushed from the direction of Zhengyang Gate and dismounted in front of the archway. Then the group quickly walked through two levels and headed eastward to a dark and ancient mansion.

There were candles shining in the courtyard, there were figures passing by in the corridor, and there were many soldiers guarding each other, which seemed busy and nervous. The dozen people walked through the vestibule and headed straight to the courtyard of the back house. There, candles were jumping in a large public room, and Yang Tinghe was sitting behind the table in the public room on the east side, holding a pen and writing something.

"Go and report to Shoufu Yang, and say Jiang Bin is asking for a meeting." The group came to the door of the public room, and the leader said in a deep voice.

The servant quickly walked into the east public housing and reported to Yang Tinghe. Yang Tinghe was holding a thick brush in his hand, writing words attentively.

Hearing the servant's report, he didn't raise his head, but just snorted: "Please come in."

The servant hurried back to the main entrance of the public room. Not long after, Jiang Bin walked over with heavy steps. He entered the public room and bowed and said, "Xiaoguan Jiang Bin has met Yang Shoufu."

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Yang Tinghe still didn't look up, and was concentrating on the brush in his hand, slowly moving the brush on the paper. His mouth was pouting, and his body swayed like a cobra's raised head, driving the brush on his hand to swim on the paper, brushing the brush on his hand, brushing the brush on the paper, and writing lines of vigorous handwriting like dragons and snakes.

Jiang Bin thought that Yang Tinghe had not heard him, and raised his voice and said, "Sir, the Chief Minister, Jiang Bin is polite."

Yang Tinghe's hand shook, and a stroke like a long sword paused slightly, and immediately lost its momentum and turned into a crooked and twisted vertical line. Yang Tinghe stared at the failure, breathing a little rapid. Just now, Yang Tinghe thought that this word was a few good words that he could write in his life. As a result, because of this stroke, the whole word was completely abandoned.

Yang Tinghe sighed, reached out and grabbed the moist and moist edict, put it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. When he raised his head, his face was already full of smiles.

"Oh, Lord Jiang is here. I've just been addicted to writing calligraphy, but I didn't realize that you have arrived. I'm really sorry. Please sit down quickly, please sit down quickly. Come on, have tea." Yang Tinghe smiled.

A mate brewed tea and brought it up. Yang Ting and Ping retired the mate and ordered people to close the door of the public room. Jiang Bin sat down on the chair, put his feet on the stool opposite him, and his body collapsed on the back of the chair, looking extremely casual.

Yang Tinghe looked at Jiang Bin's sitting position, frowned slightly, and smiled and said, "Sir Jiang, what's the situation? How are things ready?"

Jiang Bin straightened up and bowed and smiled, "Don't worry, Lord Yang, are you not at ease doing my business? All the brothers in the Jinyiwei yamen, with nearly 16,000 people from all over the country, are ready. Wait for the order from the Chief Yang at any time to move out."

Yang Tinghe nodded and said, "It's very good. I heard that Zhang Yanling's family was sent out of the city? Do you know where you went?"

Jiang Bin laughed angrily, "Don't mention it, Zhang Yanling is still a little smart and knows to send his family out of the city. At noon today, he escorted his family out of the city from Deshengmen. What's ridiculous is that he deliberately created the illusion of his family going north, but my people followed him all the way and found his family still went to Xishan Manor. This guy was also confused. What's the point of sending him to Xishan Manor? Isn't it easy to get it?"

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Yang Tinghe nodded and smiled, "He wanted to play a trick, but who would have thought that it would be a big sword dancing in front of Guan Gong. He could not escape your eyes."

Jiang Bin smiled and said, "That's of course. I want to play tricks in front of me, but I can't imagine it. At the order of the Shoufu Yang, I will personally lead the troops to Xishan Manor and capture all Zhang Yanling's family as hostages."

Yang Tinghe smiled and said, "It's not too busy. Send troops to keep an eye on it first. If the situation is controllable, there is no need to take his family. People say we bully women and children. A group of people like to say things like "what is not as bad as women and children" can save them from talking afterwards. But if you need it, there's no need to be polite. In fact, there's no need to talk about morality with Zhang Yanling."

Jiang Bin nodded and said, "Xiaoguan understands. Xiaguan will send three thousand soldiers to prepare. Lord Yang, when will we take action? This Zhang Yanling is free and easy in the capital. Today, my people are watching him run around in the palace, but they can't take action against him. It's really a bit uncomfortable. What are you waiting for?"

Yang Tinghe said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang must be patient. At this time, you cannot act rashly. Even if you do something, you will not find any flaws. With the Empress Dowager, the entire court officials and the people of the world need to make explanations. After all, Zhang Yanling is not an ordinary person, so you cannot act too quickly."

Jiang Bin coughed, spit out thick phlegm on the ground, and said indifferently: "Tell me, you just think too much. Start mobilizing, take him, and kill him with one knife. Who dares to talk nonsense in the court? Just kill him together, what are you talking about with them?"

Yang Tinghe frowned and said, "Jiang Bin, don't blame me for not warning you that if you act rashly, you will ruin big things in the end. In the end, you will harm everyone. Do you think the matter is so simple to tell you, and you will be arrested and killed? Do you think we are plotting rebellion? Regardless of the consequences? We not only want to deal with Zhang Yanling, but also want everyone in the world to have nothing to say, and have a reasonable and no one to blame them. Otherwise, you will be seeking death. How many soldiers and horses are there in your hands? Can you fight against hundreds of thousands of border troops, the Northern Expedition Army and hundreds of thousands of local soldiers? If you want to be quick, you will be seeking death. You'd better be more at peace and obey my orders."

Jiang Bin was dissatisfied and sneered: "I'm sorry, Lord Yang, you don't have to do this. Is there any use to be careful now? When you killed the emperor, you were very brave. You have done everything to kill the monarch, so what are you afraid of?"

Yang Tinghe changed his face and lowered his voice and shouted: "Stop talking! Are you crazy?"

Yang Tinghe said, rushing to the side of the long window, opening a crack in the window and looking out. In the courtyard outside, the guard soldiers were shaking around the yard. Several servants shuttled through the public rooms on the flank, and nothing was unusual.

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Yang Tinghe came to the door again, and listened to it for a moment, and there was no abnormal sound outside. Then he turned around and stared at Jiang Bin with his eyes sharply.

"Jiang Bin, if you can't control your mouth, you will be seeking death. It's okay if you seek death by yourself, don't kill me."

Jiang Bin sneered, raised his feet again, and swayed on Yang Tinghe's case.

"Mr. Yang, look at how scared you look? This was your idea at the beginning. Now I know you are afraid? Lord. Don't worry, I don't want to die yet. My good days are at the back. Didn't you promise me that you will be granted a marquis and a duke in the future and let me be the Minister of War? I just remind you that we are now grasshoppers on the same rope, so you have to keep your word. Otherwise, we will be done together."

Yang Tinghe stared at Jiang Bin coldly and shouted: "Have you finished talking? If you dare to mention a word about that matter, don't blame me for not giving you face. At worst, you can break up after a while."

Jiang Bin jumped up and laughed and said, "Forget it, I won't mention it anymore. My Shoufu Yang, can't I not mention it anymore? However, we can't mention it. Zhang Yanling said it was very clear. He said that the emperor asked him to dream and said that he had a grievance when he died. I was very murmured in my heart when he heard this. Could it be that the emperor really asked him to dream? The emperor wouldn't tell him in the dream that we did it."

Yang Tinghe stretched out his hand and waved it. The inkstone and pen holder on the table swept to the ground, and the inkstone scattered and the inkstone shattered into two pieces.

Jiang Bin hurriedly said, "All right, I won't say anything. I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye. I can't afford to mess with me."

Yang Ting breathed in a harmonious breath and bit his back teeth. But he also knew that at this time, he could only endure it. But Jiang Bin must be removed in the future. This guy is vulgar and rude, and staying behind will be a disaster.

"I won't send it. The morning court tomorrow is tomorrow, don't forget to arrange the manpower and be prepared. Tomorrow is a big day. Do you understand?" Yang Tinghe shouted in a low voice.

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Jiang Bin's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Will you do it tomorrow? Very good, don't worry, I will arrange everything. Jiang Bin takes his leave."

Yang Tinghe didn't even look at him. Jiang Bin felt bored and bowed his hands to pull the door and left quickly. Yang Tinghe turned around and looked at the mess on the ground, cursed quietly, sat on the chair, dragging his cheeks to ponder.

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