291 Assassination
If it weren't for the injury on his foot and so many people watching him, he kicked this little kid away!
Zhao Jia gritted his teeth secretly, it's not that a family doesn't enter the door, such a young child has a belly of ghostly eyes, just like her ghostly mother, and calculates him thoroughly.
β¦β¦ Is it that this girl is too girly, and God has broken the stupid boy's brain in order to balance the average IQ of their family?
Under the public, a big hat was buttoned down, and Chai Rong was a meritorious person who protected the son of the world.
Protecting his life and not letting him die, what is this little injury? This is also the thinking logic of a child, should it be so terrifying?!
"Mu Dun'er, don't make any noise about the servants taking people. The concubine pretended to scold, and then turned to Zhao Jia's face with an apologetic smile, and she blessed her body slightly: "Shizi, your feet ...... Is it okay? Shiro also wanted to protect the prince, and he didn't expect anyone to miss it for a while-please don't be surprised. β
If you get cheap, you can sell well!
If it weren't for so many people around, Zhao Jia thought hatefully, he pulled out the knife from his foot and immediately **** his foot, so that she would also 'don't be surprised'!
She really licked her face, what did he call to protect him? Obviously, he spared her and didn't let her suffer even a little sword and sword spirit, when he was blind, he couldn't see it?
"No problem. β
Zhao Jia felt aggrieved in his heart, but he had to make a generous appearance on his face, the more he was like this, the more aggrieved he became, and the assassination didn't make him really angry, just this little village woman, his throat was about to smoke.
She calculated that he was not good at turning his face in front of everyone and not admitting it, and stomped his face under his feet in a grand manner.
"Thanks to...... You help each other, and I have accepted your love. Zhao Jia's face was almost tense, the knife was stuck against his foot, no one dared to move him casually, he stood for so long, and the knife was inserted for so long.
He simply gritted his teeth and pulled out the knife himself.
Suddenly, I only felt that the surface of my feet was cold, and the tip of the knife I pulled out was stained with blood.
"The entire Mingyang City is sealed and no entry or exit is allowed. Dig three feet into the ground, and I have to catch the two who ran away!" Zhao Jia turned his face and ordered the personal guards: "You two have fought with them, and this matter will be handled by the two of you." β
"Yes. β
The long-faced guard hesitated: "Subordinate Rong will send the prince back to the palace first." β
Zhao Jia nodded, his eyes drooped slightly, and before he could raise his feet, he listened to the frightened cries of the detainee's messengers.
"What are you shouting!?Didn't you see that the prince was here, and you were in charge?!" someone reprimanded.
"No, no, this man is deadβ"
Before he could finish speaking, there were already voices echoing him one after another, except for the two men in black who escaped, the other seven who were injured and captured all seven of them bled to death.
Zhao Jia looked at the faces of those people, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.
"It's ...... Dead man. The tall and strong guard groaned, this time it was really a 'dead' soldier.
What he meant was that it was an organized and disciplined crime.
He just wondered that his family was generous, noble, and beautiful, so he didn't know how to let these organized criminals target him.
Zhao Jia just didn't hear his nonsense, walked to the carriage on the other side of the road with his feet oozing blood little by little, and when he got into the car, he paused slightly, and turned his head to the right to make eye to eye with the concubine.
The concubine shuddered.
Zhao Jiana's eyes were like no waves in the ancient well, and others couldn't see the clues, maybe when he was blown by the sand, he just turned his head.
But the concubine met his eyes......
Let his little heart at a glance be cool, if she hadn't really provoked this master the first two times, this time it seems that she was on his blacklist.
can discuss with God, and then let her be reborn and go back to her previous life, this time without waiting for the old prince to stab her to death, she hanged herself and wiped her neck, and she didn't want to face this prince of Qin.
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The prince of Qin was stabbed, and the news spread almost along the wind throughout the city. Zhao Jia got out of the car, and before he entered the gate of the palace, the princess had already greeted her with tears in her eyes, looking up and down for a while, as if she could take care of all the injuries he had suffered with her sad and fragile eyes.
"I'm fine, mother. Zhao Jia was helpless, "It's just that the foot is scratched, and the rest is fine." β
King Qin came out after the princess, listened to Zhao Jia's words, and swept him up and down, "It's okay." Then he whispered to the princess: "Don't block the door, Jia'er has a foot injury, go back to his yard to show the doctor first." β
The princess had no master, and as soon as she heard what King Qin was right, she quickly put away her tears, and beckoned someone to pick up Zhao Jia and returned to his courtyard.
It's seeing the doctor again, bandaging and changing clothes, and it's been half an hour to survive.
The princess was busy, and only King Qin was left in the inner room at this time.
He was in his fifties, with gray hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, two deep wrinkles on his brow, and a posture that was not angry and self-assured.
ββ¦β¦ I have already asked someone to seal the city," Zhao Jia said: "It's just that the situation is not optimistic, those are dead soldiers, and it is estimated that they will only get a corpse if they are caught, and they can't find any useful clues." β
King Qin frowned, "Who could it be!"
The meaning of these words is self-evident: "I think he is going to blow up! It has only been a few days since he came to power, and he is cutting the local finances, and he wants to detain all the princes in Beijing as protons -- the prince, of course, is to take over the future fiefdom, what are you going to do with him?"
"Originally, I was thinking...... If I have to ask someone to go to Jingshi, I'll just find your brother-in-law, and now, hmph, get out of here! My cat won't be delivered to his door!"
"If the old man hadn't been confused for a while, and he listened to the old stubborn words in Beijing, the throne would be ours, and it would not be his turn to point fingers and make a ghost with us!?"
"Father, this time and that time ......"
"At that time, if he deceives people too much, I will rise up, anyway, your imperial grandfather was interested in me when the throne was on the throne. β
β¦β¦ He has heard this more than 8,000 times since he was a child, shouting every day, reading it every day, and others rebel every minute when he thinks of him, but he has lived for so many years with his mouth.
"Son," King Qin suddenly changed his words, "I heard that this time you can be safe and sound, and you can also help one more common people, why don't we have a banquet, or give some silver as a thank you gift? (To be continued.) )