Chapter Seventy-Four: Yangzhou Confucius Mansion

Xu Yan has always been ruthless, fast and accurate, and the killer who intercepted Zhao Ying was brought back to Yanwang's Mansion by picking tendons and hamstrings.

There were also injuries on his body, blood stains, and he was lying on the ground.

Zhao Chengyan took a look when he got the news, it was dirty, and he splashed him with water, seeing that blood was still oozing out of his hands and feet, and he felt that it had soiled his floor tiles, so he sent Changting to wrap him in rags, planning to wait for Zhao Ying to come back and say something specific.

This kind of thing is not uncommon to intercept and kill people on the outskirts of the city, as long as these people go out, why can't they do it?

Jiying Hall didn't poison it like this, just under the emperor's nose, he wanted Zhao Ying's life.

When Song Huaiyong sent Zhao Ying back to the palace, the sky was completely dark, the ink was painted, and the bright moon was hanging high.

Zhao Ying didn't expect Zhao Chengyan to wait for her at the gate of the house, because she was taken aback when she saw him come out of the gatehouse.

Song Huaiyong saw someone, so he had to go forward to say hello and greet him, and he wanted to follow him into the house and see what the killer was all about.

However, Zhao Chengyan did not let go, and Zhao Ying had no intention of inviting him into the house, so he had to say goodbye and leave.

Zhao Chengyan led the people to the mansion, and only after passing the shadow wall, Zhao Ying heard a sigh in a trance.

She was following him, and only his back could be seen under the moonlight: "Uncle Huang guessed early in the morning that someone would set up an ambush to intercept me?" ”

"After the poisoning of Jiying Palace, you went to the Taiji Hall to complain, and your father has already made up his mind about the matter of the Liu family, but in the past few days, there has been no holy decree issued, and Liu Jizhi has not taken care of it, I think someone must be unable to hold it back."

Zhao Chengyan looked back at her and motioned for her to follow: "Do you think tonight's incident was done by Liu Jizhi?" ”

Zhao Ying followed with small steps, walked side by side with him, shook his head and said: "Liu Jizhi is confined to the mansion, he has been in the court for many years, and he knows his father's temper very well, so why bother dying." Even if he kills me now, he won't be able to turn over, it won't be him. ”

She was almost ambushed, but at this moment, there was only composure and calmness on her beautiful face, and there was no panic or grievance.

Zhao Chengyan sighed helplessly, raised his hand and landed on top of her head: "Not afraid? ”

She was a little surprised, and dodged a hand: "Xu Yan is very good, if he is placed in the army, I am afraid that he will be a good hand against a hundred, and I am not afraid of him to protect me." ”

So Zhao Chengyan withdrew his hand and put it behind his back again: "With him to protect you, you don't have to be afraid, but I see that you are not afraid of such a thing." You have always been raised in the palace, and you have never experienced such a thing, even if you are accompanied by Song Huaiyong, he is a weak scholar, and he may not be much better than you. ”

He looked down at her: "Why don't you know to be afraid?" ”

The words were whispered.

Zhao Ying looked at the situation, just staring at him.

He's helpless.

But she thought it was outrageous.

What's so helpless about this.

Could it be that she came back crying and complained to him about a grievance, and he was satisfied?

Zhao Chengyan is not a coaxing master, and he knows that she is not such a little white flower, what do you expect blindly?

Zhao Ying simply ignored him, the two were silent all the way, and she just followed Zhao Chengyan all the way forward.

When he came back to his senses, he was already outside the Chengxin Hall.

Chengxin Hall is in the northeast corner of the second courtyard of the palace, and Zhao Ying has lived in it for so long, and rarely comes here.

The scenery is ordinary, there is nothing new about it, and it is quite unattractive.

On weekdays, even Zhao Chengyan is not big enough to come to Chengxin Hall.

She followed Zhao Chengyan in, and when she entered the main hall, she saw a sloppy man, lying on the ground, with rags wrapped in tendons on his hands and feet, and obviously not carefully bandaged.

There was also a large puddle of water under him.

Zhao Chengyan went to sit on the main seat, and she followed.

But he saw the suspicion in her eyes, and explained to her very kindly: "When I brought it back, it was still bleeding, and I asked Changting to wrap it up for him, and he was dirty, so I splashed him with water." ”

The corners of Zhao Ying's eyes twitched.

knew that Zhao Chengyan was not a compassionate Bodhisattva, but he didn't see him use swords and spears, but when he really met him, he found that he was still ruthless of the Zhao family in his bones.

The killer stuffed a piece of cloth in his mouth, and Zhao Ying called out to Changting.

When the strip of cloth was taken out, he finally regained his ability to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he scolded and scolded: "If you want to kill, you can do whatever you want, Lao Tzu stretched out his head and became a good man, don't humiliate me!" ”

Zhao Ying's face was gloomy: "I haven't tortured you yet, so you're scared first?" ”

Zhao Chengyan twisted his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

The killer sneered: "It's just a milk doll that hasn't grown up, is Lao Tzu afraid of you?" ”

Zhao Ying put the tip of her tongue on the roof of her mouth, turned around, and looked at him lightly.

At the age of his early thirties, he is very strong, if he hadn't met Xu Yan, he would probably have been a good hand, otherwise the people behind him would not have sent him alone to intercept and kill.

They just miscalculated, and they didn't expect that there was a Xu Yan by her side.

Listening to his tone and watching him behave, he doesn't look like a dead soldier.

Zhao Ying asked him: "Did someone give you money and want you to kill me?" ”

The man was slightly stunned and chose to remain silent.

Zhao Ying sneered and asked, "Then do you know who you want to kill?" ”

"Princess Yongjia, I know you."

He opened his mouth suddenly, and there was a hint of hatred in his tone.

Zhao Ying can hear it, and of course Zhao Chengyan can hear it.

He was lustful: "Yongjia has an enmity with you? ”

He is either called Yuan Yuan, or he calls her by name and surname, Zhao Ying heard him call her Yongjia seriously for the first time, raised her eyebrows, and looked sideways twice.

The man lying on the ground turned his head and spat on the ground: "She is also worthy!" ”

That is, there is really a grudge.

Hearing this, Zhao Ying's blood surged.

There are many people who have enmity with her, and this unknown junior in front of her is still not ranked.

Dare to despise and spit on her?

Zhao Ying looked around when she entered the door.

Zhao Chengyan is a man who can fight, both civil and military.

There is a long sword hanging in the Chengxin Hall, which is hanging on the right side of the main seat of the main hall.

Zhao Ying raised her eyebrows coldly, got up suddenly, and moved to the side in three or two steps.

Before Zhao Chengyan could ask her what she was going to do, she heard the sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath.

The corners of his eyes sank, and before he could say anything, Zhao Ying had already turned in front of the man, holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbed it three inches above the knee of his right leg.

The man exhaled in pain: "You-ah! ”

The cursing words didn't have time to be spoken, and as soon as Zhao Ying's wrist turned, the sword body pierced his leg and spun around.

The people in Changting looked stupid.

This eldest princess is pampered, and when she has such a ruthless hand, he will break out in a cold sweat when he looks at it from the sidelines, but her face does not change, just like that...... Done......

Zhao Chengyan finally said in a deep voice: "Yongjia! ”

With rebuke, it was also obviously unpleasant.

Zhao Ying took a deep breath: "Uncle Huang, he was the one who wanted to kill me first." ”

Zhao Chengyan's throat rolled, and the words of scolding hung on his lips, but the little girl's expression was calm, and the appearance of a man holding a long sword was reflected in his eyes, and he didn't know what to scold her for a while.

She was right, it was true that someone was going to provoke her first, and she couldn't be blamed for that.

She is not ruthless, and she does not know who will die in the future.

Even if he used to be soft and kind-hearted, he could only force himself to be ruthless, and his heart hardened day by day.

That's the path she chose.

Zhao Chengyan let go of his anger: "Whatever you want." ”

The man almost fainted from the pain, Zhao Yingqian pulled out the sword body, the pain was real, and it was a heart-piercing pain.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and Zhao Ying stood beside him with a sword: "What enmity do I have against you?" ”

The man gritted his teeth and kept silent, refusing to squeak.

Zhao Ying sighed: "You know Ling Chi's punishment, right?" ”

The man obviously shuddered, and she was quite satisfied: "How does the sword that was stabbed down just now feel?" ”

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch." He gritted his teeth and collapsed word by word.

Zhao Ying raised his eyebrows, and when he breathed and exhaled, he raised his hand again and stabbed it again in the same place as his left leg.

The sword body entered her body, and she didn't rush to turn her wrist again: "You beg me, I'll be kind and let you feel less pain, how about it?" ”

"Little slut, don't you think about it!"

He scolded ugly, and Zhao Chengyan was displeased: "Changting, go and ...... him"

"Shut up his mouth, what are we going to judge." The delicate in her voice was quite incompatible with what she was doing at the moment.

Zhao Chengyan looked at her appearance, and was a little distressed, but he still followed her wishes.

Zhao Ying looked down at the man: "What's your name?" ”

The man glared at her angrily, but he really had the posture of looking at death as home.

Zhao Ying despises people's virtue the most, as if he is some kind of hero.

The wrist rotated very slowly, it was torturing people inch by inch, and the feeling of pain was taken to the extreme: "Changting, go get some salt water." ”

Changting subconsciously went to see Zhao Chengyan, and saw His Royal Highness waving his hand to signal, so he was ordered to fetch salt water.

As soon as a man's eyes rolled, he was about to faint.

Zhao Yingzhen sighed: "If you pass out, I can only have someone splash you up with salt water, after all, you won't fall asleep if you are in pain." ”

"Don't torture me! Kill me! ”

"Whether I want to kill or chop or torture you slowly, I have the final say, not you." Zhao Ying let go of her hand, and the long sword was pierced in his body, she took two steps back, and looked around her chest, "I like to see people weak and helpless the most, it is exactly what you look like right now, maybe you like this feeling very much, I can also fulfill you, a few long swords in the Yanwang Mansion are still found." ”

The man's pupils were shocked, and the firmness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Zhao Ying looked down at him condescendingly: "Name." ”

"Liu Rong."

Zhao Chengyan's hand on the armrest tightened: "Liu family? ”

He snorted coldly: "It seems that you are not very honest. ”

"No-I'm not from the Liu family, I just happen to be surnamed Liu ......" The man's voice gradually weakened, his face full of pain, "I don't have a grudge with the princess, and I don't have a ......"

Zhao Ying knew it, and seeing that he was willing to let go, he turned around and threw himself back into the Taishi chair, leaned back on the chair, and put his two hands on the armrests: "Let's talk about it, since you have a good martial arts, how can you do this fateful thing?" ”

"One thousand taels of gold...... Someone gave a thousand taels of gold to buy the life of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and he said that the princess was arrogant, and since she moved out of the palace, she walked in the capital, and there was never an accompanying escort around her, so I could easily get it, and I could easily kill you. ”

Liu Rong gasped and didn't dare to move.

The long sword Zhao Ying didn't pull out, when he moved, the sword body would tremble, and the wound was scraped by the blade, which hurt a lot.

He is a person who practices martial arts, but also an outlaw, for money, I don't know how many lives have been lost, injuries are commonplace, but people can be captured alive, and it is the first time that he has been like this.

He really can't bear this kind of suffering!

Zhao Ying knew the answer, but when she really heard him, she couldn't help but feel cold: "Who wants to buy my life?" ”

Liu Rong shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Zhao Chengyan squeezed his fists: "You don't even know the name of the customer, so you dare to do such a thing of losing your head and punishing the nine clans, but you are not afraid that after the matter is completed, you won't be able to get the gold and find no one to go to?" ”

It can be seen that it is still dishonest.

Zhao Ying's shallow smile sounded like Shura to Liu Rong, and his scalp was numb: "I really don't know!" He said that he was the housekeeper of the Confucian Mansion in Yangzhou, and gave me a jade pendant with the family emblem as a basis. We were killers and took orders from our customers, indeed...... Indeed, it will leave an object to prove the identity of the customer, and after the deed is completed, it will be returned as it is......"

Confucius Mansion in Yangzhou.

Zhao Ying turned his head suddenly, and Zhao Chengyan's fist was suddenly released.

She thought: "Where did you put the jade pendant?" ”

"Celestial Silver." He swallowed, "I have opened a special account in Tianming Yinhao, and every time I take on business, the customer's belongings will be stored there." ”

He was already seriously injured by Xu Yan, and let Zhao Ying coerce and intimidate him with the two swords that were merciless, and when the words fell, he really couldn't support it anymore, his eyes were black, and he passed out completely.

Changting took the salt water and came back, looked at the person who had passed out, and looked at the half bucket of salt water in his hand: "Your Highness, this ......"

Zhao Ying waved his hand: "No need, you go and ask a doctor, show him, don't let him die, change him into clean clothes in a while, just to see if he has the iron certificate of Tianming Silver on his body." ”

Changting responded, so he had to put down half a bucket of salt water, turned around and went out to call someone again, so that Liu Rong could be carried away and placed first, and then ordered someone to invite the doctor in the city to enter the house to treat Liu Rong without mentioning it.

The smell of blood began to spread in Chengxin Hall, spreading everywhere.

Zhao Chengyan seemed to be extremely displeased: "How long do you want to stay here?" ”

As he spoke, he had already gotten up and walked out, without even looking at Liu Rong more.

Zhao Ying sighed in her heart, knowing that it would be difficult to perfunctory tonight.

Zhao Chengyan was very resistant to the reinstatement of the edict in the Sili Courtyard, and what she did tonight, he couldn't accept it for a while, and it was reasonable.

But she just wants Zhao Chengyan to know - what she is planning is indispensable for malicious means, she is not a good person, and he doesn't have to be lucky with her.

Whatever sticks to her heart, it is all false, her hands will be stained with blood, and she will even take her life and torture to extract confessions, she can do it.

Zhao Ying walked very slowly behind Zhao Chengyan, he seemed to notice it, so he also slowed down.

The moonlight in the courtyard poured all over the ground, stretching the figures of the two, Zhao Ying watched the two shadows, one large and one small, slowly overlapping together, closing her eyes slightly, and refusing to look again: "What is there to be angry with Uncle Huang?" I thought we made it clear last time. ”