"They're looking for death!" In the Ganlu Palace, Li Er was furious like a lion, kicked over a screen fiercely, pointed at the Lu clan people outside the palace, and roared.

The Criminal Department found out Lu Chengqing's identity, which really surprised Li Er for a while, the people who assassinated the Marquis of Chang'an, Li Er was already clear in his heart, but he didn't expect that these people actually had people from the Lu family.

Fan Yang Lu's family is a dignified family, how could he be entangled with those people. Later, when Dai Zhou investigated and found that only four of those people had entered the city that day, Li Er was relieved.

Otherwise, Li Erzhen didn't know what he would do next once the Lu clan became entangled with those people, and it was very likely that he would probably destroy the Lu clan.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the Lu clan came to the door, shouting to him again and again, it was impossible for Lu Chengqing to assassinate the Marquis of Chang'an, and the meaning was that Lu Chengqing was killed by the Marquis of Chang'an by mistake, and His Majesty the Emperor needed to give them justice.

Manslaughter is not manslaughter, Li Er has his own opinions in his heart, but he knows the purpose of the Lu family's doing.

This assassination has caused a storm in the city, but there is also a member of the Lu clan in it, no matter what, the Lu clan cannot be deeply involved in it, and has become the culprit of the assassination of the Marquis of Chang'an.

Now, anyway, the person is dead, that is, there is no proof of death, so as soon as the Lu family came up, he insisted that Lu Chengqing was an innocent person, even if Lu Chengqing really went to assassinate Chang'anhou, he would never admit it at this time.

Only in this way can the Lu clan escape from this extremely bad assassination incident!

What a good calculation!

Li Er's teeth rattled. Lu Chengqing's matter could have been solved in another way. Unexpectedly, Lu took the initiative to choose such a drastic way. Since you have chosen, don't blame me for being ruthless.

At this time, it is the time when the sun is shining, the sky is blue and blue, calm like a lake, and the sun hanging high in the sky is like a dazzling jewel inlaid in the lake.

The people of the Lu family gathered in the open space in front of the palace, and the number of people was about twenty. The leader was an old man who was over the age of old, dressed in a rough linen robe, with white hair and age-spots, and a drooping old look.

Behind the old man, there was the young generation of the Lu family in Chang'an, middle-aged, young and even boys with hanging buns, sitting silently behind the old man, facing the palace. The eyes and nose and nose are like old monks in the field.

Surrounded by the attracted people, the crowds of people, surrounded the Lu clan who silently pressured the emperor in the field. Non-stop pointing and whispering.

This is the first time since the establishment of the Tang Dynasty that there is a family of people. Came to sit in front of the palace like this, and put pressure on His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!

In addition to the Lu clan and the onlookers. There are also some old protégés of the Lu family.

These people did not sit there with the Lu clan, but gathered behind the Lu clan. The expression is the same as that of the Lu family, with a solemn expression, and the meaning of helping the battle could not be more understood.

The atmosphere at the scene was very solid, and Lu Shi didn't say a word from beginning to end, but the pressure created in silence made everyone present feel it very deeply.

"It's Chang'anhou's carriage!"

At this moment, among the crowd of onlookers, there were sharp-eyed people who noticed a carriage driven by a thin black boy, slowly driving towards the palace, and after a slight pause, they immediately shouted loudly.

"Chang'an Hou is here!" Hearing this sound, the crowd of onlookers turned their heads to look, and sure enough, they saw a carriage, slowly driving towards the palace, and the black and thin young man driving was the young man brought by the Marquis of Chang'an from Lingnan.

The crowd of onlookers saw Zhao Chen's carriage coming, 'hula', and all of them gave way to a passage, and the carriage continued to slowly drive towards the front along the passage where the crowd gave way.

And in this process, the people of the Lu clan, as if they hadn't heard it at all, turned a deaf ear to Zhao Chen's arrival, and still sat there one by one, silently facing the palace.

The carriage slowly passed by the Lu clansmen, and finally stopped in front of the Lu clansmen. When the carriage stopped, all the eyes of everyone on the scene stared at the curtain of the carriage, waiting for Zhao Chen to get off the carriage.

In the past few days, the matter of the assassination of the Marquis of Chang'an has been in the city of Chang'an, and the specific process has also been rumored. I heard that Chang'an Hou dodged the fatal blow that day, but he was also seriously injured.

It's just that these rumors came from other people's mouths, and now that they see Zhao Chen appearing in person, the people want to see with their own eyes how many injuries Chang'an Hou has suffered.

Then, under everyone's gaze, the young Muqiu first jumped down from the carriage, and then, after putting the pedals away, Ji Ning'er, who was dressed in a pink skirt, stepped down from the carriage.

After that, it was Qin Yuyan, and after Qin Yuyan got out of the car, the curtain was lifted, and Zhao Chen, who was wrapped in gauze on his head and hands, got down from the carriage with difficulty with the help of Qin Yuyan and Ji Ning'er.

Because, because he had just recovered, Zhao Chen's actions were extremely inconvenient, and after getting out of the car, there were two people, Qin Yuyan and Ji Ning'er, supported by one left and one right, and slowly walked towards the old man led by the Lu clan.

The onlookers finally saw Zhao Chen's true situation clearly, and their eyes suddenly showed unbearable expressions.

Zhao Chen's steps were extremely difficult, because the frustration in his waist caused him to take every step he took, which would affect the wound, and then, he couldn't help frowning in pain.

"Boy, I just heard about the situation here!" Under the quiet gaze of the surrounding crowd, Zhao Chen was supported by Qin Yuyan and Ji Ning'er to the side of the old man of the Lu family, and said in a slow tone: "The old gentleman took his clansmen here to ask His Majesty for justice, and the kid was puzzled, so he came to ask the old gentleman for relief with his injuries!" ”

The words are neither humble nor arrogant, but they are fools, everyone present can hear it, and Zhao Chen's flat tone contains great anger!

"The Marquis of Chang'an is an immortal disciple. He is a favored minister in front of His Majesty again! Zhao Chen's words fell, and the old man who had been silent. finally opened his eyes, and looked at Zhao Chen with a pair of cloudy eyes. The tone was also flat: "The old man is also puzzled in his heart, so he wants to ask Chang'an Hou for advice, why did he do this to the old Qing'er?" ”

Just as Zhao Chen and Old Man Lu spoke, the scene fell silent for a moment, and a pair of eyes looked at Zhao Chen and the old man in the field, looking forward to the next-for-tat.

The people of the Lu clan behind the old man looked at Zhao Chen one by one, along with the old protégés behind them, with anger in their eyes. It seems that Zhao Chen really killed Lu Chengqing by mistake.

"Since that's the case, the kid doesn't know anything!" Zhao Chen's face couldn't see the slightest expression, and after hearing this, he looked at the old man with an indifferent expression, and asked: "Why was Lu Chengqing on the spot of the assassination at that time, and he was still full of killing intent towards the kid?" ”

"That street was meant to be walked on, and Qing'er was passing by there. It's just normal! The old man's face remained unchanged, and after hearing Zhao Chen's words, he said in a flat tone: "It was Chang'anhou who said that Qing'er had murderous intent towards Chang'anhou at that time. This matter is just the words of Chang'an Hou! ”

"Oh, what a one-sided statement!" When Zhao Chen heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. Looking at the old man, he said: "Now that the person has been shot by me, it can be regarded as death without proof." The old gentleman had to say that, and the boy had nothing to say. I should think I'm unlucky! ”

"Don't forget that there are gods three feet above your head!" When the old man heard Zhao Chen's words, he sneered slightly, his eyes showed an angry color, he looked at Zhao Chen and said: "Heavenly reason is clear, retribution is not happy, Qing'er is nothing, it's just that the old man wants to seek justice for Qing'er today, that is, the old man sits and dies here, and he doesn't regret it!" ”

"The old gentleman said well, there is a god three feet up!" When Zhao Chen heard this, he suddenly sighed and said: "In the past few days, since the assassination, the kid has actually been reflecting on what he did wrong, so that he invited these people to kill the kid?" ”

As he spoke, a sadness appeared in Zhao Chen's eyes, and he said to himself: "Since I came to Datang last year, the kid can be said to be kind to people everywhere, and he is doing his best for Datang. Datang was short of food, so the kid took out the climax crop, and the drought in Shandong, the kid went all out..."

Under the scorching sun, Zhao Chen, supported by Qin Yuyan and Ji Ning'er, stood beside the old man of the Lu family, narrating everything he had done since he came to Datang one by one.

Most of these things are closely related to the people, whether it is disaster relief, or exchanging the Liuli Sky Wolf for the people, taking out the flour grinder, raising the value of wheat, and giving the people a lot of benefits.

Under the scorching sun, Zhao Chen said in front of everyone, one by one, when it came to emotion, Zhao Chen raised his palm, paused slightly, couldn't help but wipe his eyes, and when he put down his palm, he burst into tears.

Qin Yuyan, who was beside Zhao Chen, had already cried beside him as early as when Zhao Chen said the first thing, and when Zhao Chen burst into tears, Ji Ning'er on the side also wiped the corners of her eyes and burst into tears with Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen said these things, combined with Zhao Chen's injured appearance at the moment, coupled with the three of them in tears together, the people who were watching were suddenly teased, their eyes turned red, and they immediately cried with Zhao Chen and the three of them.

"Dare to ask the old gentleman, is there anything wrong with what the kid has done?" Zhao Chen saw that the people present were already crying, so he immediately took a breath, looked at the old man of the Lu family with tears in his eyes and asked.

In the eyes of the old man of the Lu family, a sense of uneasiness flashed, and when he heard Zhao Chen's words, the old man hesitated slightly, and then looked at Zhao Chen and said: "Chang'an Hou has done these things with immeasurable merit, even if he is old, he is also very admired!" ”

"That's it!" When Zhao Chen heard this, he nodded, and said sadly: "The kid thinks that he is not at fault for these things, and he will not incur the hatred of others because of these things, and he will not hesitate to kill the kid!" ”

As soon as Zhao Chen's words came out, the old man of the Lu family frowned slightly, as if he suddenly understood something, and in a pair of cloudy eyes, he immediately showed a look of fear, as if he had guessed something that made him very frightened, and even there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

However, it was obviously too late, and just when his eyes showed a look of fear, Zhao Chen's flat tone sounded in his ears very clearly: "Therefore, the kid thinks about it, that is, the matter of the school palace, which will anger some people, and this will provoke the revenge of these people, and he will not hesitate to kill the kid!" (To be continued......)

PS: Three more 9,000 words, are there any brothers and sisters who haven't slept?