Qin Lei returned to the room and lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. Today's corporal punishment still had some impact on his condition. He knew that although the prince was weak and harmless on the surface, he had been sitting on the crater of the crown prince of a country for five years. Even though his mind was as pure as white paper, he had already been roasted by the raging fire under him and had thousands of holes and ravines.

The prince who has never been a simple mind has never been so thoughtful. He would not really rely on Qin Lei as his arm just by his intimate relationship. He must have praised him well before talking about it.

Qin Lei remembered the performance of the prince in the palace today, so he nailed himself to the Taiwei Mansion, the eldest prince, like the opposite side of the imperial concubine's front, and had to surrender to the Eastern Palace early.

Qin Lei felt sad. He originally planned to be impartial, keep a low profile, and slowly develop his strength. He would have the right to speak in the future. This early leader undoubtedly pushed himself to the forefront of the struggle for the throne. From then on, he became a thorn in the eyes of the old Li family and the eldest prince, and he would still keep a shit?

Compared with these people in the Beijing who grew up in the dyeing vat, although they were a human being for two lifetimes, they were still as pure as the two naughty boys in the countryside.

So the attack after entering the door today is half true and half false, and half of them are certainly the relaxed guards cheering up, and the other half is really depressed and takes advantage of the issue to attack.

At this time, I remembered that in order to get to the Taiwei Mansion, I deliberately made friends with the fat man. I sighed in my heart that I was so lucky. I got up and checked the equipment. After confirming it was complete, I sat quietly on the Taishi chair, waiting for the guests in the middle of the night.

There was Shen Qing's arrangement outside. Today, the two of them had already discussed it on the way back. He was very relieved to Shen Qing's execution ability. This kid was meticulous, thoughtful, and studious. He had already protected Qin Lei and learned the ability to defend.

Qin Lei stared at the hourglass at the bedside. As time sand flowed silently, time passed silently. Gradually, except for the sound of the night wind blowing the leaves, there was silence around him.

The hourglass in Qin Lei’s room is produced by the inner palace. Each time it flows, it is extremely accurate and the error can be almost negligible.

When the last grain of sand in the hourglass fell from the small hole and disappeared into the short pile of sand, a nightingale cried out in the west of the garden. Qin Lei thought to himself: "Here you come."

The Nightingale was basically extinct in the Qin Dynasty. This is the warning signal agreed by Qin Lei and the others.

At this time, the nightingale cries sounded from the east, south and north of the yard at the same time. The enemy actually came from all sides.

Or encircle it.

Because the two brothers agreed that Qin Lei could not hide, just as the other party could not choose the attack time.

It’s about wrestling and comparing strength.

Of course, he hid in the small building casually.

Qin Lei waved his hand to cut off the candle fire without panic. He picked up the weapon and disappeared into the darkness.

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The assassins threw out their ropes and put them on the corners of the eaves, and then climbed up to the second and third floors. It seemed that this magnificent three-story building was covered with invaders from top to bottom.

Qin Lei in the dark received messages from all sides and was secretly shocked. The prince was good at writing and dispatched 200 subordinates. He knew that on the one hand, the prince was showing his strength, so that he would not be scared by the eldest prince. On the other hand, he was laying a step for Qin Lei. If he lost like this, it was because of the disparity between the crowd and the small number, which was reasonable.

There is no suspense between 20 and 20. Even if Qin Lei led these 200 people, he could not think of a better plan than plying the cave. The other commander obviously thought so.

Although they were both sweeping holes in the liting, Qin Lei was still very different from the other commander in terms of specific plans. So after understanding the situation, Qin Lei picked a thumbs up at the guard who was watching him in secret, indicating that the situation was optimistic, and then he turned over and disappeared into the darkness.

The assault unfolded from all directions at the same time, and all the windows on the entire building were opened almost at the same time. Two hundred black-clad assassins entered the Shuxiang Pavilion while breathing. Then there was a network-style search.

Shuxiang Pavilion is the collection of books in the East Palace, so in addition to the few rooms where Qin Lei lives, there are more than a hundred books collection rooms distributed on the three floors. Because of the collection of books, there are ventilation openings between the rooms.

Qin Lei's young men were hiding in the hundreds of rooms connected to each other. It seemed as if they had returned to a few months ago, in the Baili Mountains in Ganzhou, Qi State, Qin Lei taught them to hide and hide, and there were endless strange practices. Thinking of those unforgettable years, they couldn't help but feel excited again. With Qin Lei's beating tonight, they did not forget to be cautious while being excited. It can be said that the young men showed their best condition after entering Beijing.

In the dark night, rows of tall bookshelf in the room each had a height of nearly two feet, less than two feet from the roof. The bookshelves were about six feet apart. The forest of knowledge and the ubiquitous vents gave the best cover for the guards. Therefore, although Qin Lei made a bet with the prince today, it was also based on his understanding of the terrain.

The consequence is that although the black-clothed assassin in the dark passed by whom he was also wearing black several times, he had no sense of consciousness.

Two hundred invaders searched in the dark for half an hour, but found nothing.

The assassin leader in the lobby on the first floor finally couldn't hold back and ordered his men to light a torch. Although this would reveal his figure, it was more important to find the person out.

Dozens of torches are lit, and the effect is indeed better. Occasionally, you can find figures in the dark, but when you pounce on them, the shadow has already escaped from the ventilation opening. When you hurry to the next room, the shadow has long since run away.

Shen Bing is Shen Qing's clan brother and one of the nineteen members of the guard. Although he is older than Shen Qing, he is very convinced of the young second guard. So when Shen Qing handed him a road map and asked him to follow the action, he did not hesitate. Even if he was ready to expose himself at any time, he had no objection to sacrifice for the team.

Although this is just an exercise, Shen Bing believes that even in actual combat, he will sacrifice for that person without hesitation. This is also the common thought of the nineteen people.

Because that person is worth it.

So when a whistle sounded, Shen Bing stomped the ground suddenly and waited quietly for the enemy to arrive. The whistle meant that the enemy was close to His Highness's area. His mission was to lure the enemy over. I believe that the comrades who could hear the sound nearby were doing the same moves.

Shen Bing's face was tense and he shook the rope in his hand. His highness's speech was still circling in his mind earlier. This gave them enough tension.

In fact, what Qin Lei wanted to tell them is that for a soldier, he was fighting when he went to the battlefield. There was no difference between acting and actual combat.

Unfortunately, Qin Lei had already known that at this stage, it was too early to talk about some sense of honor with these people, starting from actual combat, and it was far better to have the effect of scaring and temptation. Fortunately, these people's minds were much simpler than that of that era, and once they identified something, they rarely changed.

As his steps got closer, Shen Bing climbed onto the long rope and rushed to the vent in a few strokes. This time he was a little lucky, and there were several torches moving on the other side of the vent.

The enemy has learned the essence. Every time he enters the house, he first controls the vent and then searches slowly. So Shen Bing may be discovered after staying in the vent for a while. When he sees someone on the other side, he no longer hesitates and recalls the optional routes that Shen Qing gave him. Then he holds the rope with both hands and kicks on a bookshelf with all his legs. The huge momentum shakes the bookshelf nearly two meters high slightly, and the books on the rack fall down and hits the tracker behind the bookshelf.

With this force, Shen Bing swung to a bookshelf opposite, which was in the center of the house. The assassin below finally blocked one. He rushed up excitedly and held the layers of partitions on the bookshelf. When Shen Bing waited halfway, he climbed to one end of the top of the bookshelf. He threw the standard spear hook of the guard in his hand towards another bookshelves on the side.

This kind of spear hook is two feet long, with four solid steel barbs in the middle, which can be firmly hooked as long as there is a little blocking ground. Behind is a ring, with a thin rope mixed with sky silk on the ring, one end tied to the waist and the other end hung on a special brass cover of arm guards. It can be fired on a crossbow or thrown by hand.

The spear hook that Shen Bing threw fell on the bookshelf opposite, pulled it back, and then it was stuck tightly on it. Seeing that Shen Bing had already climbed up at this moment, he jumped off the bookshelf, and at the same time he bent his arms in front of his chest, and the wheels were rotating towards his arms. The thin rope on the spear hook quickly wrapped around the copper sleeve of his arms as his arms rotated.

When the string tightened, his upper body was already lying on the top of another bookshelf.

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