Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Doorman Dies

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Looking through the door, I vaguely saw a blue-robed man holding a book in one hand and drinking tea with a teacup in the other, looking leisurely and complacent.

"The journey of the avenue is also, the world is for the public, the selection of talents and abilities, and the cultivation of faith and harmony." The person inside took a sip of tea and read slowly.

At the right time, a strong wind blew and rubbed on Chu Shenxia's face, it was a little wet, Chu Shenxia glanced at the sky almost at the same time as the people inside, there were many thunderstorms in summer, I was afraid that it would rain in a while.

With a "Peng" sound, the wind closed one of the vermilion lacquer white pine doors, and then there was a rush of footsteps in the house.

Chu Shenxia saw him put one hand on another open door, and wanted to close the door, so he hurriedly stretched out one hand to hold the door, and slowly walked in front of him in the surprise of the person behind the door.

The person in front of him was still holding the book he had just read in his right hand, and was looking at himself puzzled, Chu Shenxia lowered his eyes and asked, "Your Excellency is Yuan Zhengyuan Gongzi?" ā€

"Exactly, what's the matter with you?" Yuanzheng's eyelids jumped, his heart jumped tightly, and his breathing became chaotic, why did the soldier in front of him look so strange?

The hatred and ridicule on his face were extremely uncomfortable, especially for the slightly reddened eyes, only to feel a chill in the back of his head, and he looked away unnaturally at the moment.

"I'm the one who came to kill you." Chu Shenxia raised his feet and took a step closer to him.

Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment, and he had already reacted in a moment, and was about to escape from the door, but found that there was no way out, and shouted loudly while retreating: "Someone, there are assassins!" There are assassins! ā€

Chu Shenxia was not in a hurry at all, he walked into the room, closed the door behind him, and the moment he turned around, the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, and the sword that flashed with a ghostly light flew straight towards Yuanzheng's body.

Yuan Zheng threw the book in his hand at Chu Shenxia, Chu Shenxia did not dodge or dodge, the sword in his hand flew in the air, and the book flew all over the house at once.

In the next second, the sword was already against Yuanzheng's chest, and Yuanzheng subconsciously closed his eyes, but he didn't feel the pain in his chest for a long time, and his tense heart suddenly slowly relaxed.

Chu Shenxia suddenly spoke, and instantly lifted his heart again, "Who are you doing things for?" ā€

"King Qing."

The sword against his chest suddenly had more strength, and Yuan Zheng involuntarily stepped back, opening his eyes in horror to look at the murderous person in front of him.

"Let me ask you again, who are you doing things for?" Chu Shenxia's voice sank a little more, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was so hard that the knuckles were so white that the bones were almost visible.

Chu Shenxia clearly noticed that the person in front of him was trembling slightly, and swallowed his saliva again, before he replied nervously: "I'm doing things for King Qing." ā€

The clenched teeth made a "gurgling" sound, and the force in Chu Shenxia's hand increased a little more, forcing Yuan Zheng to retreat again and again, until there was no way to retreat.

Chu Shenxia heard a sneer from the depths of his heart, but his tense face did not change at all, the sword in his hand slowly exerted his strength, and Yuanzheng's robe was gradually dyed with a little blood.

With a look of horror and surprise on his face, he asked, "Who are you?" Why kill me? Do I have a grudge against you? ā€

"My father Chu Zhi." Chu Shenxia paused after saying a few words, seeing that the doubts in his eyes gradually faded, and the fear became even worse, his tone changed, and he became very ruthless and a little mocking: "In order to please King Qing, in order to help him vent his personal anger, you killed my father by despicable means." A trip to the Boulevard? Talent selection and ability? It's ridiculous, are you worthy of someone like you? ā€

Yuan Zheng suddenly grabbed the sword body, and in a moment, blood flowed down his fingers, and he tried his best to calm down at Chu Shenxia's gaze: "It is a fact that Chu Zhi is guilty, and it is not me who arrested him and tried him and sentenced him, what do you mean by venting your personal anger against me?" ā€

Chu Shenxia was stunned, a little panic and uneasiness climbed on his face, his father was guilty, he didn't realize this, and he thought that someone was designing to kill his father. Therefore to take revenge, so to bloody enemies.

The hatred and guilt in his heart continued to swell, and even encroached on all his reason, but those people in the East Palace still wanted to mess around with him, causing him to think that he was right for a while, but thinking about it at the moment, it was just nonsense.

Yuan Zheng saw that although the anger in his eyes had not completely subsided, he really captured those uneasiness, and the corners of his mouth faintly hooked up a sneer, and finally had a trace of confidence and said: "I know that the person who robbed the prisoner is the crown prince, and you don't have to deny it, this is something you know." Let's open the skylight today and say something, I can act as if I didn't see what you did today, but you have to do something for me. ā€

Chu Shenxia sneered, the sword in his hand was a little deeper, and he mocked at his painful face: "You think I will be controlled by you? You are nothing but a dying ant, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? Do you think I'm still afraid that King Qing won't succeed? ā€

When the fear in his eyes crept up again, Chu Shenxia slowly drew his sword, looked at him sideways, and said coldly: "I won't kill you, but from now on, you won't have another day of restful sleep, it's best to pin your head to the waistband of your trousers, lest one day the body be separated, and if you die, you will go to hell to suffer." ā€

Yuan Zheng held his breath and watched him steadily, until his figure disappeared from front of him, and he slipped to the ground weakly, covering his wound and panting with difficulty.

After Chu Shenxia went out of King Qing's mansion, it rained heavily, and he walked in the rain in a daze, letting the rain pour on him.

Passers-by looked at him in surprise when they saw him, Chu Shenxia raised his eyes suddenly when he heard the neighing of horses, and his eyes were soaked in the rain became more and more terrifying, and passers-by all shouted in surprise to avoid him.

A man riding a horse was rushing towards him, Chu Shenxia flew over, kicked the person on horseback, and ran towards the city gate with a flick of the reins.

The man who fell off the horse's back rolled twice in the muddy water, got up with a bone, looked at himself in embarrassment, and couldn't help chasing the horse and scolding angrily: "Chu Shenxia! Are you crazy?! ā€

Jing Yan saw that the horse was getting farther and farther away, and the breath in his heart could not be suppressed, and he came all the way to return to Jiankang, and he was kicked off the horse by Chu Shenxia, which was simply a bad head.

patted the stain on his robe, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice at the moment.

Today's rain has comforted many people, but some have spent the day in melancholy, fear, and sorrow.

On the night that Chu Shenxia left Jiankang, there was a murder in the Qingwang Mansion, and the doorman was quietly killed in the room, with a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine holes on his body, his face was terrifying, and his eyes were missing.

This practice is really appalling, and the government and the opposition were shocked, and King Qing asked the emperor to investigate the murderer thoroughly, and at the same time alluded to the murderer being Chu Shenxia.

Liu Yan didn't know that Chu Shenxia left Jiankang City that day, because he thought that Chu Shenxia did it, and knew that King Qing had seized the opportunity to ask the emperor to investigate the matter thoroughly these days, and he had to confront him face to face, so he asked the emperor to take leave.

The horse's hooves gradually slowed down, and the vermilion lacquer door at the entrance of the mansion was still so familiar, the knocker on it was already dotted with rust, and the white mourning flag hanging on the door undoubtedly stinged his eyes again.

He turned over and dismounted, his heart suddenly felt a little strange, he felt that this scene was very familiar, but he didn't expect that eight years later, everything would be the same as it was back then.

A coffin in the courtyard was lying there straight, and her mother was kneeling beside her, silently wiping her tears while burning paper, Chu Shenxia's heart was sour, and she was about to step forward, only to see a person walk out from behind the coffin, kneel beside her mother, and gently pat her mother's shoulder.

Jing Yan flashed his afterglow, looked at the door, and did not say much to Shang Chu Shenxia's sad gaze, but nodded lightly.

Chu Shenxia estimated that today should have been a day of mourning, but there were not many people in the huge courtyard, and he was really grateful when he thought of so many relatives and friends visiting on his mother's birthday.

Seeing Jing Min wearing sackcloth and kneeling with his mother with sad eyes, Chu Shenxia's heart was really moved, no matter what path he chose, no matter how different his position was from himself, after all, he was a good friend who was as close as a brother, and this would not change.

"Shen Xia." Mrs. Chu looked at Jing Yan's gaze, and her eyes, which had stopped crying, couldn't help crying again, but her ethereal eyes finally had a little more firmness and comfort.

Seeing that his mother wanted to get up, he hurriedly stepped forward to help his mother, and when he got so close, he clearly saw the helplessness and sadness on his mother's face, Chu Shenxia couldn't help but feel guilty, and he was most afraid that his mother would ask where he was when his father had an accident?

A trembling heart, not daring to raise her eyes to see her mother's miserable expression, Mrs. Chu's hand trembled slightly, gently brushed his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Shen Xia, mother only has you, you must be well." ā€

Holding his mother's hand, he shook it, and his roar was so dry that he could barely make a sound, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty before he said, "Mother, the child will always be with you." ā€

"Then you promise me not to go to Jiankang again, just stay in Jincheng to accompany my mother, okay?" Mrs. Chu looked at him expectantly.

Chu Shenxia hesitated a little and didn't answer in time, when she raised her eyes to look at her mother, her mother was already crying, she panicked in her heart, and hurriedly responded: "Okay, mother, don't cry, I promise my mother." ā€

Mrs. Chu asked insincerely, "Really?" ā€

Seeing Chu Shenxia nodding solemnly, she held his hand firmly, for fear that he would regret it in the next second and return to Jiankang.

"Have you chosen your father's grave?" Chu Shenxia asked.

Speaking of Chu Zhi, Mrs. Chu couldn't help but raise her sleeves to wipe her tears, choked up and could barely speak, Jing Yan on the side hurriedly replied: "The old man and Sheng Zhenren went to choose the cemetery, don't worry." ā€

Fang didn't pay attention, it turned out that Jing Min still had tears on his face, Chu Shenxia's eyes sank, and he looked at Jing Min in a daze and couldn't speak.

Jing Min noticed his gaze, turned his head hurriedly, and wiped the tears from his face.