Ji Lou Yuan led the guards to look at the various tribes of Meiji, observing everywhere, just like the king inspecting his own territory, enjoying the admiring eyes of the Xiongnu people, Ji Lou Yuan couldn't help but feel a little proud, how could the air of the Southern Xiongnu be so comfortable to breathe.

"Lord, be careful!" Just as Ji Lou Yuan was wandering in his complacency, the sound of several sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded, and the sharp-eyed guards around him exclaimed violently.

Hearing this, Ji Lou Yuan subconsciously lay on the horse's back, and there were guards on both sides to block Ji Lou Yuan, followed by the sound of arrows penetrating into the flesh, and the guards on both sides fell in response, and a few drops of blood splashed on his face, making him come back to his senses.

The guards behind quickly stepped forward to fill the gap and protected Ji Lou Yuan in the center. Seeing someone assassinating, the onlookers suddenly fell into chaos, and the assassins saw that a wave of success was unsuccessful, and wanted to do it. However, before he could get the arrow, he was pressed and captured by the surrounding Xiongnu warriors, and those who resisted fiercely were immediately killed.

Ji Louyuan's side was still guarded by dozens of guards in the middle of the gallop forward, and stopped in an open area, each drawing his sword and looking around, the guard was abnormal, and he could not relax at all.

Although he was not hurt by a single hair, Ji Louyuan was also shocked into a cold sweat, his heart was beating violently, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and a wave of anger arose spontaneously, as if he wanted to devour everything.

After some entanglement, several assassins were escorted to him, and the powerful Hun man, with his neck raised, was very stiff, and he was not afraid at all in the face of Ji Louyuan's forced eyes.

Obviously a dead soldier, looking like he only wants to die quickly, Ji Lou Yuan sneered in his heart, his eyes showed a cold light, and he suddenly smiled: "I don't ask who is behind the scenes, look at the image of you asking for death, this will fulfill you." It's just a pity that the good Hun boy didn't die on the battlefield fighting for the tribe, and he died at the hands of his own people, which is really hateful! ”

In the second half of the sentence, Ji Lou Yuan deliberately said it loudly, and the surrounding Huns couldn't help but look at the assassin with contempt when they heard it. Ji Lou Yuan signaled, and the guards around him immediately drew their swords and slashed, and several assassins screamed and fell to the ground and died.

"Pull them in for me to feed the wolves!" With that, he led the people to leave.

Although the assassin was dead, Ji Lou Yuan still hated it in his heart, and when he calmed down, he couldn't help but regret a little, and rashly killed all the assassins, but it was not appropriate. After all, he didn't get the mastermind behind the scenes from his mouth, although he had already defaulted to the Huyangu, but, what if it wasn't?

Thinking of this, he instructed the guards around him: "See if there are any survivors among the assassins, and if so, bring them back to the tent for treatment!" ”

The assassination of Ji Lou Yuan caused an uproar in Meiji, and Tu Teshan was furious, anxious for all the nobles to discuss, and wanted to investigate the matter thoroughly.

In the king's tent alone, the Xiongnu nobles gathered together, and the atmosphere was a little tense, Ji Louyuan sat next to Hu Zheng, closed his eyes and recuperated, and everyone subconsciously aimed at him.

Tu Te Shan Yu opened his mouth on it, like a male lion guarding a calf: "Check, you must investigate thoroughly to the end, dare to assassinate Ji Lou Yuan, no matter who it is, you must make him pay!" ”

Many nobles' eyes swept to Hu Yangu, and the fact that he did not deal with Ji Lou Yuan was spread all over the Huns, and whenever something happened, everyone regarded him as the first object of suspicion.

Hu Yangu sat there with a gloomy face, and when he saw everyone's scrutinizing eyes, he said angrily: "What do you see, it wasn't done by this king!" As soon as these words came out, there was a feeling that there were no three hundred taels of silver here, and the people in the tent had such expressions, Tu Te Shan Yu looked at Hu Yangu, his eyes showed a cold light, and he looked at it.

Seeing this, Hu Yangu also felt that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately became a little anxious, extremely uneasy in his seat, and a little at a loss.

Ji Louyuan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "It doesn't have to be like this, the pickling tricks of the young people want to deal with me, it's just whimsical." If it is a large-scale investigation, it will cause tribal turmoil and unrest among the people, but it is not beautiful. I have put all the assassins to death, so let me leave this matter to rest. In the future, we will be careful, and there will be no more villains to take advantage of. ”

"Prince Ji Louyuan is arrogant, and he deserves to be a good man of my Huns!" Qiang Qu applauded with a palm on the side. Many nobles in the tent praised together, and those who supported allegiance to Ji Lou Yuan were even more convinced.

Tu Te Shan Yu also lost some anger when he heard this, and was more satisfied with Ji Lou Yuan's performance, and after beating the people in the account, he revealed the matter and scattered the account.

Walking in the wind, returning to the residence, Zhu Zheyu greeted him outside the tent, Ji Lou Yuan asked in a low voice: "How is it, have you been saved?" Zheyu said in a low voice: "There is a person whose knife is not deep in the flesh, and the old medical worker saved him by stopping the bleeding, but his mouth is very hard and he refuses to speak." His injuries are serious, and we dare not torture him for fear of killing him! ”

"Have you found out?"

"It's a member of the Huyan tribe, a family of three, with a son, and there is nothing strange about him, and it seems that he was instructed by King Zuoguli. It's just that the subordinates are suspicious, and they always feel that someone is in the way, and if they succeed in blaming the blame and calling for Yan, they will get rid of the master, and if they fail, they will cause a struggle between the two sides. ”

"Take me to see it!" Following the twists and turns of Zheyu, he entered a low tent, and when he entered, the pungent smell of blood came to his face. Ji Lou Yuan covered his nose with his hands and looked at the assassin lying on the bed, his body wrapped in bandages, blood soaked out.

"Prince, his injuries have been stabilized, but he is still on the verge of danger, and he cannot be punished." The old medical worker saluted Ji Lou Yuan, and Ji Lou Yuan nodded his head to indicate that he knew and let him out.

This old medical worker was discovered by Ji Lou Yuan from Han slaves, and he saw his advanced medical skills and adopted them for his own use. After being a slave for so long, he suffered a lot of crimes, although he was a little resistant to serving the Huns, but he was forced to survive, and Ji Louyuan treated him with courtesy, so he had no choice but to bow down and obey his orders.

Seeing Ji Lou Yuan come in, the assassin still looked like "I want to die", Ji Lou Yuan chuckled: "I Huns have a loyal person like you, but it is commendable. I also know that you would rather die than betray your master, but you should always think about your wife! ”

There was a clear strong fluctuation in the assassin's eyes, and he wanted to turn over, but he immediately touched the wound, screamed, and the bandage was stained red. But he didn't care, and for the first time spoke: "Regardless of their business, beg the prince to let them go!" ”

Ji Lou Yuan smiled proudly: "Then you have to speak first, who ordered you to assassinate me." His eyes didn't blink, staring at him, just the smile on his face, which seemed so cold.

"It's the king of the left valley!" The assassin endured the pain and said decisively. Hearing this, Ji Louyuan laughed even more happily, hehe, turned his head and said, "Zheyu, go and get his son's head first, show him!" ”

Zheyu hugged his fists and promised, and he was about to turn around and leave the account. The assassin could not hold back any longer, and stretched out his hand to stop, "No! No! I say, I say! ”

Saying a name, although the pain made him slurred, Ji Louyuan and Zheyu still understood that it was that person.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Lou Yuan stepped forward and squatted down, pressed his left hand the assassin's wound, and said coldly: "This is true!" Didn't lie to me? ”

The intense pain made the assassin howl and shouted, "I didn't lie to you, Prince Ji Louyuan, kill me, just ask you to spare their mother and son!" ”