Chapter 103 The night rain in the deep hall covers the lonely lamp

Although it is the end of autumn, it is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and Lin'an City is also shrouded in a light autumn rain.

When night fell, Zhao Youju stretched his waist, let out a long breath, turned around, and saw Han Yu standing behind him, and there was no one in the study, he smiled slightly: "Ayu, in this cage-like palace, but you feel dull?" ”

"The slave doesn't feel bored, as long as he is by the side of the official, he won't be bored anywhere." As Han Yu spoke, he brought a shirt and draped it on his back: "The official is dressed, although he has just been active, but now that the autumn is getting cooler, if he is sick, the slave will be scolded for a few days." ”

Listening to her chatter, Zhao Heju felt extremely warm in his heart and patted her hand gently. Han Yu began to take care of his daily life very early, and such intimate actions were common, so she just smiled: "Is it the official's own stuffiness?" ”

Although there were only the two of them in the study, both of them were extremely cautious, who knew if the wall had ears, they rarely mentioned their life in Shaoxing, and they didn't say a word about the rest of the righteous teenagers, only Long Twelve, who was with Zhao and Ju, occasionally talked about it. As for Dragon Twelve, he is even more of a man of few words and a figure like wood, and it is already thankful that others don't treat him as a dumb person, let alone put words out of his mouth.

"Me?" Zhao Youju heard Han Yu ask him like this, and couldn't help laughing, his smile was a little bitter, not boring, of course boring, and he didn't feel bored when he became an heir now, but since he crossed over, he also felt bored. In this era, there is no Premier League and NBA, no World of Warcraft and "Green Xiaoshuo Network" network, and even no old-fashioned game console that will send out "Little Overlord is endless", how can he not feel bored!

It's just that seeing Han Yu and the others grow up day by day, and seeing the seeds they planted grow year by year, this dullness can also be endured.

He lost his mind for a moment, Han Yu thought that he had asked the wrong thing, and carefully dressed him. After a long time, Zhao and Ju said: "I've been used to it for a long time, I've been used to it for a long time......"

Han Yu glanced at a quarter of an hour, it was already nine o'clock at night, and there was a rustling rain outside, as if spring silkworms were eating mulberry leaves, she said softly: "Official, it's time to sleep." ”

If it is in Yuzhang Villa, this is not the time to go to bed, but here, Zhao Youju is afraid of being monitored in every move, so it has become a habit to go to bed early and get up early. He nodded: "You also go to bed early, don't be a female celebrity anymore." ”

"The slave wants to knit woolen socks for the official, but the cold starts from the feet, and the officials are most afraid of the cold feet." Han Yu said softly: "Although it can be bought on the market, it is not as good as slave weaving." ”

Zhao and Ju smiled silently, for her own handmade female red, Han Yu is very confident, when she was in Yuzhang Villa, after she waited for Zhao and Ju to sleep, she would often look at the manuscript for a while, but in the Yiwang Mansion, she couldn't take out the books that recorded the strange learning of Zhao and Ju's teaching, she could only be some female red. She was originally extremely skillful, and she found a clever weaver to guide her, and now she is even more proficient in female kung fu.

He has a habit, that is, to soak his feet in hot water before going to bed, when he fell asleep, he heard Han Yu ask, "Twelve, do you want to add a piece of clothing?" ”

"Twelve is guarding the door, and he is also stubborn, in this palace, who dares to break in?" Zhao Youju closed his eyes while thinking like this, and there were twelve dragons guarding the door, and he was extremely relieved in his heart.

Long Twelve doesn't guard like this all the time, he usually guards the door at night and sleeps during the day, he is already a little weird, and the rest of the palace seems to be a useless fool if he doesn't follow Zhao and Ju since he was a child.

Han Yu slept outside, and she knitted cotton socks for a while, because she was afraid that the lights outside would affect Zhao Youju's sleep, and at ten o'clock, she also lay down and slept.

Except for the rustle of the autumn rain, everything was quiet, and the entire palace fell asleep, except for Long Twelve, leaning against Zhao and Judi's gates, staring silently. Even a loyal dog can't be so tireless as him.

After midnight, around two o'clock in the quarter of an hour, Dragon Twelve moved his hands and feet silently.

Just then, he heard footsteps.

In the palace, there are naturally guards patrolling, these guards are from the front of the palace, Long Twelve has also seen them come out to inspect at this time before, but now they also come in this light rain, but it is rare. And they usually just went around and went back, but they didn't stop outside the courtyard, as they do today.

Dragon Twelve immediately became alert, and he quietly held the hilt of the sword in his hand.

After a while, I heard the slight sound of metal on the courtyard wall, which was small but loud in the night. The people outside the wall also seemed to be frightened by the sound, and stopped their movements to listen to the movement in the courtyard. Dragon Twelve relaxed his breathing, and his gaze became cold.

Although he is wooden, he is not dull, and he is so sneaky, so naturally he has bad intentions!

The sound of Xi Xi Suo was heard from the wall again, and the man was climbing the wall. Long Twelve used his voice to stick his body behind the pillar, at this time, as long as there was a slight movement, it would scare this person away, Long Twelve didn't want the official to always have a pair of sinister eyes staring at him, even if he wanted to do it, he would hit it with one blow.

Moments later, the man climbed up the wall, and because of the darkness, he could only see a very vague figure. Dragon Twelve stared at the man intently, and when he saw the man jump down, he immediately pounced and roared, "Die!" ”

When he attacked Hanging Island for the first time with pirates, in order to protect Zhao and Ju, he killed many people on hand, unlike the rest of the righteous boys who were nauseous and vomiting after killing people, he was cold and stable, and anyone who threatened his master was a mortal enemy in his eyes.

He suddenly pounced, and the man was startled, and before he could come back to his senses, he was kicked to the ground by Long Twelve. Because of the long rain that had fallen, the ground was full of muddy water, and the man cried out, raised his hand and threw out a handful of mud, rolled on the spot, and drew his waist knife.

The mud he threw happened to cover Long Twelve's eyes, and Long Twelve closed his eyes, unable to see even a little glimmer, and could only wipe his eyes while waving his waist knife indiscriminately. Seeing that there was an opportunity, the man threw himself sideways at Long Twelve, and slashed at Long Twelve's neck, and Long Twelve had just wiped the mud from his eyes, and it was too late to completely dodge, so he could only rush forward and return the knife.

The man's knife slashed at Long Twelve's shoulder, stuck in the shoulder bone, and before he could pull out the knife, Long Twelve's waist knife had already stabbed him. Stabbing with a knife is what Yang Miaozhen taught the dragon twelve, if the distance is close, the power of slashing with a knife is not as great as stabbing with the tip of a knife. Long Twelve originally wanted to capture the man alive, but found that the man was extremely strong, and he was injured again, for the sake of Zhao and Ju's safety, he changed his mind, and the knife stabbed into the man's waist, the man screamed, and wanted to push Long Twelve away, but was stirred by Long Twelve's wrist, and the organs in his stomach were wrenched.

When Long Twelve pounced out, Han Yu was awakened, she took out a short sword from under the pillow, turned over and got out of bed, and stood tall in front of Zhao Heju's door. Her teeth chattered softly and her legs trembled in fear.

"Official, official!" She wanted to shout in her heart, but Zhao Youju had already taught her how to deal with it at this time, it was dark in the house, she was very familiar with the situation in the house, and she could find the door, and if she made a sound, she would point out the direction for the intruder. Therefore, although she was afraid and worried, she never spoke.

Hearing the sound of blades breaking through the air, muffled snorts, roars, and screams outside, tears flowed unconsciously, Han Yu knew that Long Twelve would be guarding the door, and he could guess that it was he who was fighting to the death against the invaders, but he didn't know how his safety was in such a fight.

After a while, she heard Long Twelve's voice sound: "Sister Ayu, how are the officials?" ”

"Official!" Han Yu's heart was relieved, and she immediately rushed to the inside: "Official? ”

Zhao Youju was also awakened early, he didn't light the fire, I don't know how many assassins there are outside, lighting the fire is to find his own death. So he just calmly said, "I'm fine," and then asked, "Twelve, are you hurt?" ”

"A few injuries, don't worry, one person invaded, and he was killed." Dragon Twelve's answer was succinct.

Hearing that he was injured, Zhao Youju frowned, he came to Han Yu's side, snatched the short sword from her hand, and then pushed the door open. Long Twelve stood in front of the door with his back to him, blocking the door with his body, hearing the sound behind him, he frowned and turned his head and said, "Sister Ayu, come out." ”

When he saw that it was Zhao Heju who came out, his brows furrowed even tighter: "Official, go back, I don't know if there are any other assassins." ”

"It's not easy to mix one person in, and there shouldn't be any more." Zhao Youju said lightly: "How are you injured?" ”

"On the shoulder, don't tighten." Dragon Twelve didn't lie and whispered.

The screams of the fighting in this room had already alarmed the outside, and immediately the palace guards came to inspect, and heard the voices of the guards outside the door, Zhao Heju wanted to open the door in person, but was pulled by Han Yu: "Let the slave come." ”

Han Yu opened the door, the guards knew that she was Zhao Heju's personal maid, but they didn't dare to be rude, after lighting the torch, they saw the corpse on the ground, the dead man was soaked, his eyes widened, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was going to shout loudly.

Zhao and Ju glanced at the deceased, and he could be sure that he didn't know this person.

"Ahh Han Yu turned around, but saw that half of Long Twelve's body was dripping with blood, and he was shocked. Zhao Youju looked at Long Twelve's appearance, his face sank, he had shed so much blood, and said that it was only a little injured!

"Call Lang Zhong, call Lang Zhong quickly!" He shouted with some panic: "Leave more people outside, don't let the thieves break in again!" ”

The guards are all ugly, Zhao and Ju are now different in status, but the heir of King Yi, who will be the prince of the Great Song Dynasty in the future, is a hair, and it is more expensive than their lives, but now they are broken into the bed by thieves, but they don't know anything, and this thief is also wearing the clothes of the guards in front of the palace, and when they dig deeper, none of them will be punished.

After Zhao Youju finished shouting, he was only timid, and walked into the house quickly, he turned around, and then climbed back on the bed, and whispered to Han Yu: "I just said that I was too frightened, so I was sick and lying in bed." ”

Han Yu understood, and when she walked outside, Lang Zhong had already been summoned and was hurriedly bandaging Long Twelve. Dragon Twelve still had a stunned expression, and the guards looked at him with envy and jealousy.

When Shi Miyuan got up, he knew about the assassination of Zhao and Ju, and he was furious in his heart, and he almost threw his glass to vent his anger.

He himself used this kind of assassination method to kill Han Yanxuan in the first place, so he was even more afraid that someone would use such means against him. Although the thief said that he had no motives, he broke into the bedroom of the heir of King Yi in the clothes of the guards in front of the palace, and if he said that there was no master behind him, he would not believe it.

It's just that the man died thoroughly, and there was nothing to check on his body, although Shi Miyuan guessed that it might be the instigation of the prince Zhao Hong, but there was no evidence. Besides, Zhao Honggui is the prince, and he is in and out of the palace, so it is impossible for him to find a random person to assassinate, and there must be a large number of people behind this.

"How is the heir of King Yi?" After suppressing the anger in his heart, Shi Miyuan asked.

Although the person he asked was in a green coat and a small hat, after hearing the words, he said respectfully: "Back to the father-in-law, the heir was frightened and was recuperating in bed, and the imperial doctor called for him to take the pulse and said that it was okay." ”

"What about his loyal servant?" Shi Miyuan was also a little surprised when he thought of the loyal servant who was stopping the assassin in the middle of the night.

"That person is very stupid, he can not say a word for three days on weekdays, and he is at a loss to reply when he asks him, and the wound on his shoulder is deep and can be seen in the bones, but it doesn't hurt to ask him."

Shi Miyuan smiled, he was originally a little worried, Zhao Guicheng was such a loyal servant at a young age, and the means of winning people's hearts could not be underestimated, but when he heard that the so-called loyalty was just a stupid person, he was relieved that most of the people were more sincere, but not necessarily how loyal they were.

Zhao Hong got the news later than Shi Miyuan, and when he heard that the assassin was dead and Zhao Guicheng was only frightened, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Didn't you say that Fu Shancha was an assassin of the Mo family, and he was so bad that a servant found out and killed." He complained to the princess Wu: "After this time, the guard of the wild breeding place will definitely be more stringent, and it will be difficult to send people next time." ”

"Your Highness shouldn't have sent an assassin in the first place." Wu sighed and said: "My father treats His Royal Highness as his own, His Royal Highness only needs to honor his father, and when he has his own wishes, he will send an assassin to go, if the assassin does not die, and His Highness is implicated, I am afraid that it will ...... I'm just afraid ......"

She was still a little scared at this point, and she couldn't talk any more. Zhao Hong disagreed, shook his head and said: "Even if we are alive, we can't find it, and someone has come out to take the blame." ”

"Your Highness, this matter can not be repeated, didn't Zhen Jingxi reply to His Highness, His Highness only needs to do what he says, why take such a risk?" Wu persuaded bitterly.

Some time ago, Zhao Hong's letter to Zhen Dexiu had an echo, and now Zhen Dexiu is guarding filial piety at home because of Ding Wei, and he said very secretly in the letter, as long as Zhao Hong is filial to the Son of Heaven and the queen, respects the ministers of the court, and waits for the arrival of the Mandate of Heaven. This was originally a very safe plan, but when Zhao Hong thought that the "minister of the dynasty" mentioned in Zhendexiu's letter meant Shi Miyuan, he felt unbearable.

"Zhenjingxi is timid and afraid, and he is not a person who can entrust state affairs." He shook his head, feeling that talking to Wu was boring, so he got up: "I'm going to play the piano." ”

Looking at his back as he went out, Wu only felt extremely uneasy, but she persuaded everything she could.