Chapter 310: The Weight on the Shoulders
The city of Lin'an on a winter night is silent, and the cold silver moonlight is sprinkled, adding a bit of coldness to this slightly cold winter night. The cyan sedan chair squeaking forward, the sound of fine footsteps on both sides of the sedan chair, and the sound of armor colliding seem to be the only notes in Lin'an City that exist today.
Lin'an City, which shouldn't have been so quiet, is quiet at the moment, making people's hearts palpitate. If it weren't for the sturdy and stubborn soldiers who came and went hurriedly and silently through the streets, anyone would have thought that Lin'an City tonight was as quiet and silent as ever.
A group of soldiers who hurriedly came and went on both sides of the royal street, looking at the small cyan sedan chair walking in the middle of the royal street, no one stepped forward to ask, and they all got out of the way on both sides of the road, with various colors in their eyes, and bowed their backs slightly and saluted silently.
They all knew who was sitting in the cyan sedan chair in the middle guarded by more than a hundred guards of the forbidden army with bright armor. Tonight's Lin'an City, awakened from the sediment, and returned from the turmoil to the seemingly usual quietness at the moment, all because of the people in the sedan chair.
The curtain of the cyan sedan chair was silently opened a small crack, Jia Rudao looked at the empty royal street, and looked at the columns of forbidden soldiers or soldiers in front of the palace who were constantly hurrying back and forth on the streets on both sides but were much quieter than before, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although Liu Xiang may not be a talented commander of the front of the palace, he will definitely be a commander of the front of the palace who is very good at figuring out his intentions. And the execution is also very good.
The sedan chair walked leisurely, and soon reached the place where he had been assassinated an hour earlier. It's just that at this moment, there is no longer any bloody and corpse-strewn miserable scene on the empty royal street, and everything has been restored to its original state. If it weren't for the faint smell of blood wafting in the cold air and the slippery street that had obviously just been cleaned, even Jia Rudao himself thought that the seemingly thrilling ambush that happened to him before was actually extremely dangerous, was just his own illusion.
The cold and hard texture faintly revealed in his arms made Jia Rudao's eyes a little more determined.
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The front division of the palace and the forbidden army poured out, and there was a team of more than 100 emperor's personal guards to escort them, and on the way back, there would naturally be no more people who did not have long eyes to assassinate again, and the speed of progress was very fast, but even so, when the sedan chair arrived at Jiafu, it was already after the time had passed.
From a distance, Jia Rudao can still see that the huge Jia Mansion is still brightly lit. The guilt in his heart is even worse, tonight's turmoil that ordinary people may not know about at all, can hide from ordinary people, but it is absolutely impossible to hide from the woman in the mansion who will inevitably wait for him to return to the house, but I don't know how frightened the pot-bellied woman before this should be when she heard the news of her assassination.
"The young master is back! The young master is back! ”
In the biting cold wind, Jia Quan'er, who kept trembling and wandering in front of the gate of Jiafu, saw Jia Rudao's sedan chair, all the worries in his heart disappeared in an instant, and even the small body that had been frozen and numb seemed to be instantly activated, and he let out an excited scream at the top of his throat.
In the winter night, the huge Jiafu came to life in an instant.
After only a dozen breaths, the gate of Jiafu has been opened, and more than ten figures have snatched out of the open door.
The cyan sedan chair stopped in front of the gate of Jiafu, and Jia Rudao poked his head out of the open sedan curtain for the first time, and saw more than ten figures waiting in the cold wind in front of the gate of Jiafu.
There are really not many people in the house, looking at the basic spring peach, green beads, Xiaocui, Jia Quan'er and other maids and servants in the mansion, everyone in Mo Ye has tears of joy in their faces, obviously, before Jia Rudao was assassinated and did not come back, this huge Jia Mansion was already like the sky had fallen.
At the front of the crowd, in addition to the pot-bellied and tearful Xu Ruoxi, there were also Mo Ye and A Ruan with comforting faces, who were already a person who should not have appeared in Jiafu at this moment, woman, Shi Zhenxiang.
After thinking about it for a while, Jia Rudao probably knew why he didn't see Shi Zhenxiang at the banquet in Shifu before, thinking that after meeting Jia Yidao, Shi Zhenxiang should have come directly to Jiafu to find Xu Ruoxi.
Shi Zhenxiang's beautiful eyes stared at Jia Nidao, and her bright eyes revealed too much of the flavor that made Jia Nidao uneasy.
Turning around and saying hello to the commander of the Inner Temple Forbidden Army who was escorting all the way, the commander also knew when he saw the situation in front of Jia's Mansion, and the situation in front of him was not the time for him to talk more and stay more, so he simply bowed to Jia Rudao with his fists, leaving more than ten of Zhao Yun's hand-picked inner temple direct guards, and led the rest of the forbidden army guards to go back to the palace to resume their lives.
The more than ten inner hall direct guards, naturally Zhao Yun was worried that some people would not die, and he deliberately stayed after finding Jia Yidao. However, there are less than five hundred direct guards in the inner hall, and with the addition of Mu Shan, Zhao Meng and others, Zhao Yun has already given Jia Yidao almost ten direct guards in the inner hall. Therefore, these more than ten inner hall direct guards will naturally not follow Jia Nidao all the time, but will return to the palace after Zhao Meng and others have recovered from their injuries.
After all, the guards of the inner hall belong to Zhao Yun, and giving Jia Nidao eight is already a great gift, if Zhao Yun has been giving it indefinitely, the ministers may not find him, but for Jia Nidao, it may not be a good thing.
You must know that even Zhao Yun's own brothers, Rongwang Zhao and Rui, do not have such an honor.
Jia Rudao has made a lot of enemies in the DPRK and China now, causing countless envy, jealousy and hatred, but sometimes he has to take care of other people's feelings.
"Worries you!" Jia Rudao stepped forward, grabbed Xu Ruoxi's cold little hand, gently hugged Xu Ruoxi into his arms and said humbly, "But it's okay, good people don't live long, disasters live for thousands of years, don't worry, I won't die so easily!" ”
Xu Ruoxi didn't speak, just hugged Jia Nidao tightly, even through the thick robe Jia Nidao could feel the power Xu Ruoxi used on himself, as if he would lose it in the next second, and he wouldn't let go no matter what.
Looking at the eyes around him crying with joy, looking at the familiar faces, Jia Rudao felt that his heart was very hard, and he was inexplicably wrapped in the rising warmth, and gradually became soft.
It turns out that unconsciously, his fate has involved too many people's hearts, and he is not moving forward alone in this life, and he has unconsciously had many people tied to his fate, silently caring about himself in the dark.
This home, although it is not big, once again made Jia Yidao feel the warmth that he had not felt for a long time.
The weight on the shoulders is heavier!
Jia Rudao hugged Xu Ruoxi's arms and unconsciously tightened a lot.