- Although Uncle Fu Jian is not as gentle and easy to talk as Uncle Folding Sword, he is not an impulsive and stupid person. On the other hand, at this moment, Uncle Folding Sword's expression was a little too emotional, wasn't it because he asked Uncle Fu Jian in front of him just now about his old grievances with him, which stimulated him a little more?

Just when the expressions on the faces of the two young people fluctuated slightly as the questions they were thinking about, they listened to Ling Li's reply to Folding the Sword: "It has nothing to do with Uncle Fu Jian, I came here with Sun Jin." ”

His whereabouts were caught by a fellow disciple and followed him all the way so far, although because this fellow disciple was his good friend, the consequences were not too strict, but Sun Jin's expression on his face at this time still became a little unnatural. This is the first time he has been followed, and what is tracking him is so bad.

Noticing the embarrassment on Sun Jin's face, Ling Li also knew that his doing this was very inauthentic for his fellow senior brothers who had always been emphasized by the sect to respect and help each other, but a problem he had discovered a few days ago, and his current poor physical condition, made him have to change some ways of acting towards his own brothers.

"I'm sorry, Sun Jin." Ling Li didn't know what kind of words to pick to make Sun Jin believe that he was really sorry, but he had also felt that he had come out this time, and with his body at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to last a few hours, so he could only choose to condense all the words he had to say today.

The snake venom in the foggy mountains has infested his body for half a month, although he was treated by Xiao Chung in time and saved his life, but the residual poison is still there. The poison wounds were often repeated, and they almost destroyed half of his life.

The success of following Sun Jin to get here is mainly due to his familiarity with Sun Jin's behavior and habits, who have lived and practiced martial arts together for more than ten years. Despite this advantage, it is still very mentally exhausting to follow such a master without being noticed. Qiang chased to Deyi Building with a breath, and at this moment, Ling Li had clearly felt that his heart was beating fast, but his hands and feet were cold as if he was immersed in ice and snow, and his lips began to be a little numb.

In fact, he didn't have to take the initiative to say it, and the two young people on the side could also see a trace of something bad in his face.

Although Sun Jin was a little unhappy when he first learned that he was being followed by Ling Li, that little affection was just a flash. Leave no trace. He didn't really mean to be weird. On the contrary, after listening to the sharp apology, Qing Xù became a little anxious, and after a little hesitation, his eyes became cold, and he said, "The person surnamed Xiao is obviously a quack. If he delays your life. I'm going to have to go thousands of miles to get him out and slaughter him. ”

I heard that there was a ruthlessness in Sun Jin's tone. It doesn't seem like he's joking when he says this, but if he does, he will most likely be taken to a water prison by the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall for violating a certain rule of the sect. Ling Li really wanted to persuade him. But in the end he just let out a breath silently, without saying a word.

Taking a deep breath again, he suppressed the discomfort of palpitations a little, looked at Sun Jin and said slowly, "Do you know where I started to keep up with you?" ”

Sun Jin had not yet withdrawn from the ruthlessness that he had just spoken, and when he heard Ling Li mention this matter again, he casually responded: "If I know, how can I let you succeed at this time, I will intercept you halfway." ”

"You calm down." Ling Li raised his hand as he spoke, roughly making a "stop" meaning, and then said: "I met you at the wonton restaurant, but it was actually purely a coincidence." Because I went in a little before you, it may be because of this that you didn't notice me sitting firmly in the crowd. ”

……

Listening to the word pain in his best friend's words, Wang Chi suddenly remembered the sharp pain that inexplicably swelled in his chest and abdomen shortly after the palm force was triggered. If it weren't for this sudden outburst of unbearable pain, how could he have lost his mind and been buried by the collapsed rubble?

After this incident, he immediately remembered that the reason why the two guards suddenly fell to the ground was that they had suffered the same crime.

- Although he still didn't quite understand what the source of the pain was.

At this time, he had already made a decision in his heart, he could ignore the minutiae for the time being, but the people who should be saved, the remnants that should be culled, are the first things to deal with at the moment.

He stretched out with one hand, and the best friend beside him immediately understood, although he was a little worried about his physical condition at the moment, he still flattened his palm, exhaled his strength, and helped him up from the ground.

After a quick glance around, Wang Chi's eyes gradually recovered, and he quickly noticed the person in the shadow guard's arms a few steps away, and recognized him as Ah Ping, one of Ruan Luo's two attendants. Looking at Ah Ping's bloodstained back, he seemed to understand something, and without asking, he directly gave an order to the shadow guard: "Meritorious and righteous people, go straight to the Taiyi Bureau for treatment!" ”

The shadow guard received the order and walked towards the palace with Ah Ping in his arms.

Wang Chi then shot his gaze to the seven guards who were standing farther away, he knew that these seven people were all elites cultivated by Li Gai, and the ruins on the stone flat that had been turned into two piles were their vigorous and resolute work.

Looking up, he glanced at the "Yuwu Pavilion" that had been burned out and the second-story attic had been completely burned down, and pondered the direction roughly, then raised his hand and stretched out a finger, pointed to the abandoned building and said in a deep voice: "Dig up!" ”

Seeing this, Li Gai suddenly thought of something, and doubted: "Is it thirteen or fourteen?" ”

"They also fell down suddenly." Wang Chi withdrew his gaze from the ruins, and when he turned his head to look at Li Gai, there was a question in his eyes, "Do you feel it, what happened to me just now?" ”

Li Gai's lips moved slightly, but he didn't answer immediately, he just glanced at the "Yuwu Pavilion" whose roof had been burned through, and said to Wang Chijian: "This house is about to disperse, let's stand aside first." ”

The king shook his head and was helped out of the ruins.

Since Li Gai has arrived here, and the guards in the Hengtai Pavilion block have not arrived, it is really a big problem. When Wang Chi left the pile of ruins and walked out from behind the "screen" composed of ten shields, he saw more than 200 people from the guards of the Forbidden Palace, as well as about 500 guards from the Hengtai Pavilion block.

The official in charge of the neighborhood came. is Bian Shuhe, who is also the attendant of the Ministry of Rites, but for today's matter, whether he came here or not can almost ignore the role he plays.

Why are there so many assassins hidden on the second floor of the teahouse in the block? When did these assassins cut so many holes in the attic wooden floor and no one noticed? Are the neighborhood guards all blind or dead, and the houses are starting to burn, and no one has come to take a look?

When his gaze swept over Bian Shuhe's face that was trembling inch by inch because of excessive shock, Wang Chi's face did not show anything, and he smiled coldly in his heart: It should be the other two officials in charge of the Hengtai Pavilion block who should take some responsibility for today's matter. A soldier squire. A squire of the Ministry of Works, but he did not see their figures at this time.

Wang Chi's gaze finally fell on the face of a fifty-year-old silk shirt merchant beside Bian Shuhe, who was invited into a tent with embroidered red edges and golden tassels hanging from the Hengtai Pavilion neighborhood who had been temporarily erected.

The round chair with armrests in both ears has been covered with soft brocade cushions, and a small table has been placed next to the chair. Just plain pine planing. There are no carved beasts on the table. The style of this wood is unusually simple. However, in this chaotic environment at this time, there is actually a pot of hot tea brewed on this table.

With this speed of making tea, why didn't you see the speed of firefighting just now?

Wait for Wang Chi to sit firmly on the chair. Rather than continue to accompany him, he strode out of the tent and beckoned his ten shield guards to withdraw from the screen array and divide four into four to stand by near the tent, while the other six went to the side of the dagger guards who were continuing to dig through the ruins to save the two guards.

The walls on the first floor of the teahouse were burned to the point of falling apart by the flames inside, and the stone brick walls were so hot that they could barely be touched directly. The six shield guards took a step ahead of the short sword guards, used their shields as a base, and shoved them against the hot wall.

Since this tea house has been burned down and there is no way to save this loss, it is better to let it collapse as soon as possible within the scope of control, so as not to cause secondary injuries when it is unprepared.

Just as Li Gai's subordinates began to demolish the house, Wang Chi sat on a fairly comfortable round-backed chair under the tent, although he did feel dry at this time, he did not have hot tea in his hands.

He was eager to hear what the official in charge of the work assigned to the guards of the neighborhood had to say about the fire in the building in the neighborhood and the lack of the guards to come to the rescue. But this official was not here at this time, so he didn't plan to ask the ceremonial waiter who was only good at the virtual face ceremony.

His eyes finally fell on the woman lying on the stone lawn opposite, and he knew very well in his heart that the woman was tied into a stake by some means,

But he wasn't going to interrogate her right here. After today's incident, he wanted to wipe his eyes and take a second look at the military department that he hadn't supervised for more than half a year. And although one of the three officials who supervised the affairs of the Hengtai Pavilion neighborhood came at this time, he was suspicious of this person.

Although Bian Shuhe has ordinary political achievements, he is only in charge of some ceremonial orders, but he is in charge of the temple sacrifices, he is in charge of the big festivals and national ceremonies, he is in charge of the ceremonial rites of the state, he is in charge of the army and the sacrificial wine, and he is in charge of the people's autumn harvest and worship the sky...... He seems to be in charge of a lot of things, so he often has to deal with officials of various ministries, and no one can tell which officials he has a deeper relationship with, and no one has a strong reason to say that he has a personal affair with that official.

Wang Chi remembered that many years ago, the woman who didn't like to coil her hairpins, only liked to loosen her hair cut to a shoulder-length length, and liked all kinds of snacks, but she didn't eat too much, once said with a hint of disdain: "An official who does not aim to cultivate into an officialdom is not worthy of being an official of the Ministry of Rites." ”

At that time, he also specially asked his beloved woman: What kind of fairy fruit are fritters, which seem to grow for a long time, and it seems that the older the better?

So, he had the opportunity to taste a food fried by his beloved woman: fried dough sticks. And through this experience, he knew that the kind of process dù that wants to fry raw fritters to be scorched and old, but not paste, is a test of people's cooking skills.

In addition, old fritters are really a kind of food that is not delicious, but it is a pity to lose it.

And a person like Bian Shuhe, although he can't do any practical things for himself, there are few such people in the officialdom. Lubricating the diaphragm, liaising and cooperating, and organizing the situation, all need to be handled by such people. Their faces are old enough, they are kind to everyone, and they are patient in everything.

-- Sometimes you ask him a question, and he doesn't know anything. Some things were left on his head, but in the end he couldn't do it, and time was wasted.

For the chief guard of the forbidden palace, Shangguan Ying, Wang Chi pardoned him on the spot. When he left the palace in the afternoon, he took the initiative to hide it from the internal security team, which of course Yu Shangguan Ying was not responsible for.

On the other hand, Shangguan Ying's actions today, he learned the news quite quickly, and knew that he was called Li Gai, which would make his right to walk in the Hengtai Pavilion block much smoother. Maybe this will reflect that he will be a little cowardly in the face of big things, but he is only asked to be in charge of the guard duties of the palace area. It wasn't for him to order hundreds of thousands of soldiers to go to war. It was enough to have his mind now.

Of course, Bian Shuhe, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, said a bunch of words of pleading, Wang Chi was not in the mood to seriously discuss today's matter with him at all, and after a few perfunctory words, the only one that was implemented was a verbal message. It was to ask him to go to the household department to allocate money for the repair of the damaged "Yuwu Pavilion". Who let the other two principal officials not be there at this time. Of course, he did the errands.

I thought that I had to deal with the group of "iron roosters" in Tobe again. Bian Shuhe's mood was a little depressed, but of course he couldn't show it in the slightest. Today, His Majesty suffered such a humiliation, which undermined the emperor's prestige. He didn't get angry, which was already a great forgiveness for those present.

Wang Chi finally summoned the silk merchant who was about fifty years old to him, and gave a few careful instructions, all of which were trivial matters, and the merchant listened very carefully, and could not help but feel a little hot at the end. The buildings in the Hengtai Pavilion block were damaged, but His Majesty did not let the merchants pay the money, and the funds for the reconstruction were allocated from the state treasury.

In fact, although this museum area is only an agent for this businessman, he can't get anything from the operating income, but if anyone has this relationship, the industrial chain activities arranged outside the museum will be much smoother.

This is a glamorous hat, and the brilliance it exudes is still considered a profit, which is the face economy. So in the end, he runs the business in this neighborhood, and even if His Majesty doesn't give him a fortune, he still earns a lot of money, and he earns quite a lot.

With this profit, even if His Majesty wants him to pay out of his own pocket at this time, but just rebuilding a small two-story teahouse, what kind of big deal is this?

Wang Chi seemed to see a certain enthusiasm in the eyes of this businessman, but without waiting for the businessman to take the initiative to ask for instructions, he said gently: "The Hengtai Pavilion block was originally an industry of the national dynasty, and since every benefit it generated was used by the people, then now that it has a loss, it is only natural that it should allocate money from the treasury to repair and use it for the people." ”

Hearing Wang Chi say this, the old merchant in silk clothes thought about it for a while in his heart, and finally opened his mouth to ask for instructions: "Then, the food needs in the repair process will be fully borne by the little old man." ”

"What does this have to do with you?" Wang Chi didn't even want to throw this little burden to the businessman, Zhengse said: "The old merchant has been working hard for a few years to run this pavilion area, although he went voluntarily, but the dynasty has never allocated a penny to you for this matter in recent years, how can you ask you to hurt the normal loss of the museum area?" ”

Having said this, Wang Chi raised his hand slightly, beckoned the old merchant in silk clothes closer, and then said in a slightly lower voice: "If this rule is broken, if there is anything in the future, it is inevitable that someone will make a reason to report it, but it is to ask you businessmen to pay money." In the long run, who will dare and who will be willing to take on this burden for me? What's more, just to build a small teahouse, the treasury is not so weak. ”

When the old merchant heard this, his shoulders shook slightly, and he quickly nodded in response, not daring to say anything more.

After some instructions with the three officials and the three officials in charge of today's affairs, Li Gai had already rescued the two guards. The thirteenth and fourteenth guards had been trained and cultivated by Li Gai before they were selected as palace guards, and they were seriously injured at this time, and they were immediately sent to the Commander's Mansion by Li Gai for treatment.

The water convoy prepared by the guards in the yamen of the Hengtai Pavilion block has also arrived, and the open flames inside and outside the teahouse were quickly extinguished, but the walls of the houses became more fragile under the sudden cold, and the last section of the remnant wall also collapsed completely.

After the masonry cooled down a bit, fifty guards from the Hengtai Pavilion block were assigned to participate in the cleanup of the building debris. It was the height of spring, and although the Assassins had committed unforgivable sins, their bodies had to be cleared and buried in the earth to avoid the danger of disease.

In addition, Li Gai plans to clean up all these corpses and transport them back to the Commander's Mansion for a closer examination, and may be able to find some clues from the corpses that can be used to solve this assassination case.

Thirteen and fourteen were dying, though they were pulled out of the rubble by the guards. But finally alive. Kyoto Prefecture has excellent medicinal herbs, and there are plenty of doctors, so even if a bone is broken, it will be healed.

Although Ah Tong was not injured, only a layer of skin was burned off by his hands when he rummaged through the rubble just now, but he was also sent to the Commander's Mansion by his close servants along with the two seriously injured guards. Li Gai will remember the credit of this person, and at the same time, when he goes back later, he will also ask this person about something.

As for Ruan Luo, who had fallen into a deep coma and was about to lose his human appearance, when he arranged for someone to send the three attendants to treatment. Li Gai frowned. In the end, he ordered Ruan Luo to be sent to Yiyeju.

The matter at hand was temporarily over, and Li Gai returned to the tent and stood beside Wang Chi.

All of the Assassins were either shot dead in the scuffle or buried alive in the later fire that collapsed in the teahouse. The last breath of life was snuffed out by the scorching fireworks - the only one alive among them. Only now is the ground in front of the big tent. A woman lying on the ground and being tied like a cocoon by dozens of extremely fine silk threads.

Do you drag her to the yamen of the Criminal Department for trial, or do you pull her to the execution room in the Commander's Mansion to be tortured, or do you ...... here?

Li Gai glanced down at Wang Chi. Didn't speak.

Wang Chi lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he was resting, but there was only a pair of tables and chairs under the tent, which was too simple and really not a good place to rest. In addition to the unfavorable environment, the brocade dress he was wearing was also dotted with charcoal and stains, and the appearance of him sitting in the line of sight of hundreds of pairs of eyes was really a mistake in the identity of the emperor.

But he didn't speak, and Li Gai, who was standing beside him, didn't ask much, let alone urge him to return to the palace. Li Gai didn't speak, and none of the others present dared to say more than half a word.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites saw that His Majesty's splendid civilian clothes were stained with charcoal in many places, and he had a pimple in his heart.

He is a relict of the previous dynasty, and has 15 years of experience in the previous dynasty, which is two years more senior than in the new dynasty. He clearly remembered that although the last emperor of the previous dynasty did not make any achievements in political achievements, in terms of caring for his honorable wings, it was much more delicate than the emperor of the new dynasty who was sitting in front of him now.

If it was the emperor of the previous dynasty who was facing today's incident, not to mention how much anger he would inevitably suffer when he arrived, it was very likely that he would be punished and punished, but only that the emperor of the previous dynasty would take great measures to clean himself after his anger subsided a little, summoning hundreds of palace people, and tossing incense and bathing for ten days and a half months, and then stopping the dynasty for a few days...... What is like the current ......

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites thought silently in his heart while hesitating, not knowing whether he should be reminded at this time when His Majesty seemed to be meditating.

After today's incident, His Majesty has not been angry or angry with his subordinates, but according to the experience gained by Bian Shuhe, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, who has been observing words and expressions in the court and in the yamen for many years, he only feels that His Majesty can still restrain his mood from getting angry for something, which does not mean that His Majesty has no anger in his heart.

Bian Shuhe really wanted to do something to maintain His Majesty's dignity and demeanor, but he was really worried, afraid that he would happen to hit the righteous mouth of the angry eruption.

As for Shangguan Ying, the chief guard of the Forbidden Palace, he pleaded with His Majesty just now, and was quickly pardoned by His Majesty, so he should be more relaxed at this time. But looking at the expression on his face at this time, standing straight like a lance, he was standing behind the side of the round-backed chair, and it was obvious that he couldn't relax.

Even if His Majesty pardoned him verbally, and so many people present heard it, and with his behavior and character observed by His Majesty for several years, he would never go over old accounts afterwards, but for him, the guilt of dereliction of duty still existed. And His Majesty did not change the brocade clothes that had been stained by phlegm because of his dereliction of duty, and the sense of guilt in his heart did not stop accumulating inch by inch.

Should we speak out?

Shangguan Ying's mood also came to a crossroads, but his hesitation was slightly weaker than that of Bian Shuhe, because he hoped to share his worries for His Majesty, and he was a little more loyal to the Lord than Bian Shuhe.

But today, he didn't have time to say the loyalty that he had finally decided on after thinking about it for a long time.

Because His Majesty spoke first.

Wang Chi, who lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was resting and recuperating, and as if he was contemplating something, raised his eyelids slightly, opened his lips and said two words: "Go back to the palace." He pronounced the words very low, as if he was sighing as he spoke.

Li Gai understood. Just as he helped him out of the ruins just now, Ping Ping stretched out a hand, and the palm of his hand supported a thin layer of undetectable Yingying airflow.

Wang Chi glanced sideways for a moment, and then also stretched out a palm and covered it flat. With this strength, he rose from his round-backed chair.

As soon as he stood up, all around him, whether they were officers or soldiers, knelt down on one knee and bowed.

And when he was about to step out of the tent, his front feet had just been picked up, and he had not yet yet fallen. Not far away, there was a sound of "booming" footsteps on the street. Everyone was stunned. And he saw a large group of foot soldiers running forward.

Shangguan Ying, the chief of the guards of the forbidden palace, saw this battle at first glance, and only thought that someone from the military department was coming, but after calming down and taking a few more looks, he recognized the figure of Yin Jiang Can of Kyoto Prefecture from the front of the infantry phalanx.

Jiang Can rushed here. I didn't even ride a horse all the way. He is not a martial artist. The body is limited. The last leg of the road was roughly carried by the two lieutenants on the left and right shoulders, and they dragged and dragged along the way. Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to come. was dragged hard, and he really couldn't run.

When he was still a hundred steps away from the large army tent that had been temporarily erected in front of the ruins, he only saw the corner of the tent in the corner of the Kyoto Prefecture, Yin Jiangcan, who already had an idea in his heart, and His Majesty was definitely in that tent.

And when he was close to the big tent fifty paces away, Jiang Can's line of sight was finally enough to see the people under the tent clearly, and once again determined the position where His Majesty was standing, his face was full of complex expressions of self-blame and fear. At this moment, he deeply realized what a test of shame it was to show such a variety of expressions on his face after running for several miles on foot, and in a physical state that was about to die.

He couldn't see his face at this time, so he experienced a new feeling while ignoring a more important thing.

-- In such extreme circumstances, it is impossible for a person to put on these expressions perfectly, unless these feelings are really from the heart.

When he was still about ten steps away from the two people standing in the center of the officers and soldiers kneeling under the big tent, Yin Jiang Can of Kyoto Prefecture finally gritted his teeth secretly, shook off the two lieutenants who were running with his left and right arms around him, bent his knees weakly, and knelt out towards His Majesty in the tent.

Of course, the two lieutenant generals knew what Master Jiang meant by shaking his hand, and while they hurriedly let go, they did not continue to run forward, and knelt down on the spot.

"Plop" knelt down in front of His Majesty, and Jiang Can, the Yin of Kyoto Prefecture, couldn't cry anymore, salivating and snotting - in fact, he ran too fiercely along the way, and was provoked - after whimpering a few times, Jiang Cancai's voice was broken and he shouted hoarsely: "Your Majesty, the sinner is too late to save the car, although the sinner is unforgivable......

Wang Chi had just been buried in the rubble for a while, and at this moment, the inexplicable internal injuries that erupted in his chest and abdomen began to faintly haunt him again, prompting him to feel a little weak. Just as the waiter of the Ministry of Rites thought in his heart, although Wang Chi was not angry at this time, his mood was indeed not much better.

He looked at the chief executive of the imperial capital who was kneeling in front of him, this person seemed to be gasping and about to vomit out his lungs, but he looked at the expression on this person's face, but he suddenly felt a little bored in his heart.

But this trace of personal affection was quickly suppressed in his heart. He didn't want to have too much trouble with this Lord Yin at this moment, this place, including venting his negative feelings.

Because he was restraining his feelings, as soon as Wang Chifu spoke, his voice still revealed a hint of coldness: "Forgive whose sins, can a person say it?" ”

When Jiang Can heard this, his shoulders shook slightly.

Nanzhao was a dynasty with strict laws, but ...... Some of His Majesty's henchmen and officials have also done things like cutting first and then playing!

Jiang Can was cautious about saying anything more, but Wang Chi was too lazy to say more nonsense, so he only waved his hand lightly: "Let's be even!" ”

"Xie Majesty xià......" Jiang Can hesitated slightly, and finally stood up straight. And until this time, he still had not gasped for breath in his chest, and he really wanted to breathe a sigh at this time, but after a quick glance raising, he dispelled this thought.

Ignoring the rhetoric prepared by the Kyoto Prefecture Yin at this time, and without giving any more instructions, Wang Chi continued to walk outside the big tent. Behind him, hundreds of officers and soldiers "huhulala" got up one after another.

Dozens of guard masters trained by Li Gai personally gathered around the emperor and walked ten steps away, and the two hundred guards of the forbidden palace, as well as the hundreds of soldiers brought by the Yin of Kyoto Prefecture later, were followed by Shangguan Ying. The hundreds of guards in the Hengtai Pavilion block were at the end, and they had no authority to set foot in the forbidden area of the palace. At most, escorting the emperor out of this neighborhood would have to stop.

Kyoto Prefecture Yin Jiang Can followed behind the emperor with a somewhat stunned look in his eyes, he was a little incomprehensible, no one called a chariot for His Majesty just now? What the hell just happened? Jiang Can was a little suspicious of the news he had heard from his subordinates about the emperor's assassination in the Hengtai Pavilion neighborhood.

And just when the word "chariot" appeared in Jiang Can's mind, hundreds of steps away from the street, a large group of people came.

In this group, there were not only foot soldiers, but also infantry, cavalry, shieldmen, and crossbowmen, but the most conspicuous among this group was the eight-horse six-wheeled chariot covered with golden brocade curtains...... It's empty!

Jiang Can's heart was slightly relieved, just waiting for His Majesty to get into the chariot, he didn't have to follow so closely. Or you don't have to bear the pressure on your heart all the way to the palace on foot. You can withdraw halfway.

Compared with Jiang Can's focus when he saw the Imperial Brigade, Wang Chi saw the group of people rushing towards him, and he saw a young man at the front of the angry horse whipping at the first time.

The second prince Wang Hong!

Wang Hong's clothes were slightly messy, and his face was a little pale. The hand holding the horse's reins was faintly protruding. The hand holding the whip was wrapped in thick white gauze. In order to clench the whip in his hand, the wound wrapped under the white gauze had cracked, and blood oozed out of the cloth.

Being able to meet the people closest to you after a thrilling adventure. It's always easy to make people feel warm, Wang Chi's heart softened slightly, and then he saw a dazzling color on the hand of the second son holding the whip.

His eyebrows twitched rapidly, vaguely distressed, and silently said: This stupid child.

The second prince, Wang Hong, saw his father walking with help immediately, and his heart was also tight. Before the horse could steady, he jumped down and ran to his father despite the numbing pain from the sharp impact of his ankle on the ground.

"Father!"

"Why are you here?" Wang Chi raised his hand and held it on the wrist of his second son's injured hand, and saw that there was also a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help but admonish again: "The injury on his hand has not healed yet, so he rushes like this, and he doesn't know how to take care of his body." ”

The second prince, Wang Hong, didn't care about these at all, and didn't seem to feel the pain of the wound on his hand cracking and bleeding again, he just saw his father, first carefully examined it with his eyes, and then grabbed his father's hand and asked anxiously: "Father, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Wang Chi smiled slightly, and looked at the face of his second son, who was already weak, and his face was slightly pale, so he smiled and reproached: "Why do you still have to ride a horse when you came with a chariot?" If you go back like this, your mother should be anxious again. ”

After being reprimanded, Wang Hong was in a relaxed mood, and said slowly: "Erchen came here to welcome his father back to the palace with the wishes of his mother. ”

"Okay." Wang Chi nodded, holding his second son's wrist with a little force, "You come up too, let's go home together." ”

Wang Chi's words specifically mentioned the word "home", and the other meaning in this sentence is very clear. The second prince, Wang Hong, heard this, his eyes were slightly hot, and he didn't say any more nonsense on the ceremonial scene, just like the son of an ordinary family when he heard his father's call, he responded very kindly, followed his father's footsteps and got into the car together, and sat side by side.

Leaving Li Gai's hand holding a strong palm, although Wang Chi sat on the spacious and comfortable imperial chariot, and no longer had to expend the strength that had become a burden on his current tired body to maintain his standing posture, he still did not feel relaxed at the moment. There was chaos in his mind, and the hand he held on his second son's wrist suddenly tightened.

The second prince, Wang Hong, felt a sudden bone-splitting pain in his wrist, and the green tendons under the thin layer of skin on the back of his hand were even more prominent, but he just frowned, then took a deep breath and endured the pain.

Silently exhaled, he looked sideways at Li Gai, who had just helped his father into the car, and was still standing beside the chariot at this time, and said calmly: "Commander Li, please go with me." ”

Li Gai understood the meaning in the eyes of the second prince, and nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a guard led the horse over, and he stepped up, and took the whip handed by the guard, but he did not use it, but just shook the reins, and controlled the horse's walking speed to keep pace with the imperial chariot, and his one man and one rider always walked on the side of the imperial chariot.

The group walked in the direction of the palace, leaving behind the ruins of the "Yuwu Pavilion" and the only female assassin left alive in today's assassination operation.

The commander of the Kyoto garrison, Li Gai, escorted the emperor back to the palace, but he only took one shadow guard and five swordsmen, except for one shadow guard, two short sword guards and two shield guards who were the first to escort several wounded people to medical treatment, and five short sword guards and eight shield guards were left at the ruin site.

(To be continued......)