Chapter 158: The traitor who wiped out his family

In half a month, ten Tiqi brothers arrived one after another. At the coolie's "home", a member of the household asked: "Are you being stared at?"

"Boss, there's no mistake, keep an eye on him. I don't know if we should wait for him to take to the streets again, or -"

The hundred households shook their heads: "This time, the prince told me to kill his whole family openly. We must make sure that no chickens or dogs are left alive. Therefore, we can only wait until they fall asleep at night to act. Tell me about the situation inside." "

The coolie replied: "We have lent them the opportunity to deliver things and have already inspected them. There are ten male servants, five nursing homes, twenty maids and women, Zhao Zongxian himself, four wives and concubines, two sons, and an elder. I am in my twenties, my youngest is thirteen, and I have a daughter who is fifteen.

Also, his parents lived in the garden monastery in the backyard. There are also two clear dog sticks. "

The hundred households smiled and said: "We still have colleagues. It seems that we don't have enough manpower. We need to bring in another batch."

The carrier pigeon flew out, and the Tiqi brothers who were already waiting at Shanhaiguan immediately sent out forty more people and sneaked into Shengjing of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

A nunnery in Shengjing, after receiving a sum of money for incense that was enough to make people dance on their graves, announced that they would refuse pilgrims and hired a group of young men one after another to repair the nunnery.

Half a month after the nunnery was repaired, fifty workers had been recruited. The pilgrims observed outside that if it is completed, it will definitely be a beautiful scenery in Shengjing City.

During the night strike, a middle-aged man said to other workers in the work shed: "According to reports from outside brothers, we have not been noticed by the police. The traitor's family is reunited tonight. The time is ripe for us to take action."

Fifty workers immediately took out night clothes from a secret place, covered their faces, held embroidered spring knives, handed over to the old nun, and disappeared into the darkness.

The old nun clasped her hands together and whispered to their backs: "Amitabha." Then she told her disciples: "Disciples, let's go wandering around."

He took a group of disciples and disciples and traveled around. They will never be seen again in the Qing Dynasty.

Black shadows leapt into Zhao Zongxian's yard at extremely fast speeds. Before they even touched the ground, a cold arrow shot out from the darkness.

The black shadow, who had been on guard for a long time, heard the sound and identified his position. He twisted his body, dodged the cold arrow, and went straight to the direction where the cold arrow was fired. He struck out with a knife.

There was a loud shout in the darkness, and he blocked it with a knife. Sparks flew everywhere, and it seemed that they were evenly matched.

However, the moment the two people came into contact, no one paid attention to them. The rest of the people rushed towards their respective targets in an orderly manner.

In the blink of an eye, screams, wails and killings broke out in the courtyard.

As soon as the screams of killing started, Zhao Zongxian suddenly woke up, got out of bed, and threw himself under the bed. There was a secret compartment under the bed. I pressed the button and rushed in. I saw my old wife following me. The secret compartment was so small that it could not accommodate two people. Zhao Zongxian did not hesitate, pulled out the short sword that An Ge had prepared long ago, and pierced his old wife's chest with the sword.

The old wife has no pain or complaints. Because the sword was coated with poison that would seal the throat upon seeing blood, she had no chance to complain.

The screams and shouts of killing outside lasted only a very short time, and then there was no more sound.

The days in the secret compartment were like years. While he was praying silently, the secret compartment was pried open from outside.

A masked face stretched out: "My Lord Zhao, it's been a long time. How can such a small trick be hidden from my Jin Yiwei?"

When the sword was thrust out, the man dodged flexibly, and then said to another person: "I am sure that this is the traitor Zhao Zongxian."

"That's right?"

"I am Jin Yiwei's famous for his accuracy. If I make a mistake, I will be responsible for it."

"Okay. Your mission is completed. You can retreat. Leave the rest to our North Town Fusi Tiqi."

A breeze blew by, and Zhao Zongxian felt that the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and he could not even move his little fingers. But he was already horrified: It's over, the Jin Yiwei still tracked me, and the Tiqi from Fusi in Beizhen still chased me. The dream of glory and wealth for a lifetime is over.

He was lifted up and dragged to the yard. In the yard, his servants, maids, and wives were already neatly arranged, as well as the corpses guarded by the two sticky poles. There are also two dogs at home, a litter of puppies they just gave birth to, a cat, and a litter of chickens.

A person calmly taking inventory there does not feel like he is in the heavily guarded imperial capital of an enemy country, but like he is strolling around in his own Fusi Yamen in Beizhen.

And all the members of his family, including the young and old, were all taken alive under the eaves of the corridor, and they all knelt facing the west with dejected expressions.

A Tiqi leader formally said: "Report to your lord, the traitor Zhao Zongxian's family, servants, maids, chickens and dogs are all good."

The adult nodded silently.

Then he faced Zhao Zongxian: "Now, on the order of the regent, I officially declare the traitor Zhao Zongxian and his family to death, and he will be executed immediately."

Zhao Zongxian begged with his last breath: "I——"

The adult waved his hand and said, "You don't have to argue, and I won't listen to your excuses. I'm only responsible for executing the order, and I'm only responsible for executing the order perfectly." Then he gave an order to the brother standing behind Zhao Zongxian's family: "Get ready to execute."

"Master, slow down."

My mother spoke up.

The adult frowned and asked in a kind tone: "It's impossible to pray for life. If you have any last words, I might be able to do it for you."

The two elders looked at each other, and the old lady said: "Please kill us two elders last. We want to see how this traitor dies, and then our good souls return to our homeland and confess our sins to our ancestors."

The adult nodded silently, and then ordered coldly: "Behead."

The sharp embroidered spring knives were swung down one after another, and the heads of men and women fell to the ground.

Finally, the adult walked up to the two old men and said, "I'm sorry, but with the words they just said, you two will be spared the death penalty. However, there is nothing I can do about this fate."

"We have committed a huge crime by being traitors to our country, and we deserve to die."

The adult took out two pills and said, "Please take it, please. There will be no pain. I will leave your body intact. This is all I can do."

The two elders took it, looked at each other with nostalgia, swallowed it without hesitation, then held hands, slowly fell down, and died peacefully.

The adult waved his hand: "Mission accomplished, take our brother's body and let's go."

The next day, two big news spread in Shengjing: The first big news was that the expansion project of the nunnery that everyone in Shengjing was looking forward to suddenly came to an end, and the respected old living Bodhisattva and his disciples disappeared.

The second news is even more exciting. Zhao Zongxian, who had just defected to the Qing Dynasty and made great contributions to Guan Ning's army, had his whole family massacred. He really did not leave any chickens or dogs alone, and even harmed one of his cats.

The case does not need to be solved, because on Zhao Zongxian’s body, there is a ring sticker from the Fusi of the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards, Beizhen Town. There are several big words on it: "According to the order of the Regent of the Ming Dynasty, all traitors and traitors will be punished no matter how far away they are. The Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards, Beizhen Fusi Si Tiqi."

For a time, all the traitors in the Qing Dynasty remained silent.

The whole city of the Qing Dynasty was in trouble, but unfortunately, not even Jin Yiwei Mao was seen. Although the regent of the Qing Dynasty was furious, he could only let it go.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but compare. They were both regents, so why was there such a big difference? Is there really a difference between eating steamed buns and eating sorghum rice?

(End of this chapter)

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