As soon as they heard that Pingyuanjun had been assassinated, everyone was in an uproar, and Zhao Yuan shouted his father and was about to rush out of the general's mansion, but fortunately Li Mu sent someone to live: "Son, don't worry, it's not safe for you to go out so recklessly." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Pingyuan Jun is the three most powerful figures in Zhao State together with Li Mu and Guo Kui, his life and death directly determine the direction of the Zhao Dynasty, and as the uncle of today's King Zhao, the Zongzheng of the clan, his safety has always been closely protected, plus there are many masters among the three thousand guests in his house, his assassination naturally caused a lot of speculation, and even many people set their eyes on Guo Kui.

Li Mu said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry, today's banquet is over, if there is a chance in the future, Li Mu will definitely let everyone enjoy it." After speaking, Li Mu sent his subordinates to escort the guests away.

In the end, it was Ying Zheng's turn, Ying Zheng rejected Li Mu's kindness and said: "The general has something to do, let's go back by ourselves, there are so many of us, and there is a big man like Weng Zhong, there will be no problem." When he said this, Ying Zheng glanced at Jing Ke, who was leaning in a corner, and his heart was very calm.

Li Mu looked at Weng Zhong, who was an old man, and had heard that their brother was fooling around on the streets of Handan all day long, and wanted to take this opportunity to transfer him to the army for training, but now it seemed that he was doing well, so he dispelled this idea.

Li Mu took out a golden token and handed it to Ying Zheng: "This thing will be given to you, seeing this order is like seeing me, with it you will have a lot less unnecessary trouble in Handan in the future." ”

Yingzheng thanked Li Mu, and then led people away.

Shang Wanqiu walked over and said, "Something for him?" ”

Li Mu said: "That thing was originally prepared for him, and I originally wanted to give it to him in front of everyone, but now this is not bad, so as not to doubt his identity, after all, this thing is too heavy." ”

Out of the General's Mansion, Ying Zheng took the token given by Li Mu all the way unimpeded, and sent everyone back to the Wei Mansion.

"Do you think this thing is golden, it's quite heavy," Ying Zheng flipped the token in his hand, threw it into the air and caught it.

Wei Yao glanced at Ying Zheng and said, "How is it possible, at most it is made of copper." ”

"And you're red-eyed...... Wait, you can't pay attention to it," Ying Zheng said, holding the token in his arms, forgetting that there was a professional pickpocket here.

Wei Yao said angrily: "When did I get red-eyed, even if I was red-eyed, I wouldn't steal your things, you obviously look down on people, hum." As he spoke, Wei Yao's tears flowed down.

"Here it is again, isn't my brother joking, you still take it seriously. Knowing that my brother hurts so much, how can you not believe you? Ying Zheng hurriedly went up to comfort him, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "If you like this brand, I'll give it to you." ”

Wei Yao pushed Ying Zheng away: "If you don't marry me if you love me, the ghost wants you to be a bad brand." ”

"Oh, now that I think about it, I haven't been home for a few days, I have to go back to see my wife quickly, I wonder if she thought I was going crazy." Ying Zheng ran away, faster than a rabbit.

Looking at Ying Zheng's hurried back, Wei Yao gritted his teeth: "Men are liars, liars!" ”

Along the way, Ying Zheng's heart beat happier than a rabbit, and he was afraid for a while. Wei Yao seems to be getting more and more interested in herself, which is not a good sign. There are so many traversers surrounded by beautiful women in the world, why can't I have one more?

It's really sad to think about it, I can count the beauties I have seen in this world through a slap, one is the hair Ruxue who intends to kill herself, the other is the empathetic woman who controls the wood, one is her own mother, the other is Chang Yu's friend, none of them are her own, and the two women who have thoughts about themselves will think of a word and a tear, this is not counting the prince who is neither male nor female.

"Hey, how can I have color on my hands?" Under the moonlight, Ying Zheng sent some dye-like things on his hands, and was thinking about it and almost tripped over something, and when he looked back, he saw a black figure lying next to a water tank, most of his body was hidden in the shadow behind the water tank, and only one foot stretched out.

Beggars? Sot? Ying Zheng squatted down to take a closer look. Even at night, with his strong eyesight, he can still see the clothes of the visitors. Dressed in black, his hair was unkempt to cover his face, and there were no obvious wounds on his body, but there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"More is better than less, as if you didn't see anything." Ying Zheng was about to leave, when a cold sword suddenly pointed at his throat.

"Don't make a noise, or I'll kill you." The Assassin on the ground slowly stood up, and suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, which was not like ordinary blood, only the smell of blood, but also mixed with a strange and unpleasant smell of poison.

Ying Zheng surrendered with both hands: "Brother Tai, don't be nervous, beware of misfire." We have no grudges in the past and no hatred in the near future, if you put a hundred hearts, I will never betray you, let's treat it as if we have never seen each other...... Hey, what's that for you? When the assassin stood up, his hair was naturally parted to the sides, and Ying Zheng recognized that the assassin was actually an acquaintance.

It's not like an acquaintance, but I've only met twice. The first time Yingzheng recommended medicine to him, he was tricked into an alley and beaten up. The second time was when he went to Fengju Mountain to collect gold cicadas, he saw him crying at a grave, when the remnants and Lan Ya'er were going to the grave, and Yingzheng remembered that the owner of the tomb was a woman named Liji.

As soon as he heard that the other party knew him, the assassin put his sword on Ying Zheng's neck: "Who are you?" How will you know me? ”

Ying Zheng carefully guarded against the sword cutting his neck, and said, "You forgot, we met." Last time, I kindly recommended medicinal herbs to you, but I was beaten by you. Later, we met again in Fengju Mountain, when you were going to the grave. ”

"Haha," the assassin said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect to see you in the last moments of my life, you shameless stinky rascal, killing you would have defiled my sword, get out." ”

The assassin wanted to let Ying Zheng go, Ying Zheng should have been very happy, but the other party's words really made him have to refute: "Brother Tai, what you said is not right, for the sake of my reputation, I have to argue with you." Where do you see that I am shameless, have I deceived an ignorant girl? Did I seduce a married woman? Have I molested a woman of a good family? No, on the contrary, I helped the men of Handan to regain their self-confidence and let them regain their dignity as men, is this wrong? Not only that, but I also used my singing voice to refresh the spiritual outlook of the people of Handan City, and even the brothels were almost closed by me, so how many poor women and families that were about to be broken did I save? I have done so many good things for Handan, how can I become shameless and obscene in your mouth. No, I want you to apologize to me for what you just said, otherwise I wouldn't be here to leave. ”

"You...... You shameless, I ......" The assassin raised his sword and was about to fall before he could finish his sentence, but fortunately Ying Zheng quickly held him up.

"Hey, touch the porcelain, why don't you apologize yet?" Patting the assassin on the cheek to make sure he had indeed fainted, Ying Zheng sighed: "Even if you are very sincere and want to say sorry to me, and even feel guilty and want to atone for your sins, it is not good to pretend to be dead like this." ”

In the distance, the shouts of the assassin and the sound of chaotic footsteps can be heard, and Yingzheng is in a dilemma. To be honest, Yingzheng's several meetings with this assassin were full of humiliation, and there was no psychological pressure at all to hand him over. I don't know which tendon is wrong, Yingzheng carried him to his house.