Chapter 210: Let Them Fight

Assassination...?

Assassination...

Nie Xiaofan opened his mouth wide, wanting to cry, but he couldn't cry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

All the grief and indignation condensed in her chest, and she couldn't cry, tears gushing out uncontrollably.

Nie Xiaofan endured the discomfort and shook off Zhou Jiulang's support.

"I'm sorry... Zhou Jiulang, I'm sorry..."Nie Xiaofan couldn't cry.

Zhou Jiulang was full of doubts, but seeing her crying so scary, he pressed it in his heart.

"No matter what happens... You calm down first..."Zhou Jiulang didn't dare to say anything, didn't dare to do anything, so he comforted her palely.

Nie Xiaofan shook his head all the time, and tears fell like beads with broken threads.

Zhou Jiulang's brows were twisted into a Sichuan shape.

What happened to make her cry like this?

"Shangshu An Weisheng of the Ministry of Rites was seriously injured, and Hu Huaiyuan, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, died on the spot..."

"Thieves are so rampant!"

The chatter outside was still ringing.

Nie Xiaofan's eyes widened suddenly.

Rite Department Shoshu... The waiter of the Ministry of Rites...

Wasn't Zhou Shaoyang assassinated?

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Zhou Qiaoqiao was injured.

In the quiet night, a subordinate rode a horse and took her galloping in the woods on the outskirts of Beijing.

Zhou Qiaoqiao was hit by an arrow in the back, and blood flowed all over the ground. The injury was not serious, not enough to hurt her at all. But she was in a bad mood.

"Young master?"

The man with the mole was waiting in front, and when he saw Zhou Qiaoqiao, he immediately knelt down and saluted.

Zhou Qiaoqiao dismounted neatly.

"The brothers have all retreated?" Zhou Qiaoqiao asked.

"All withdrew, thanks to the young lord's palace, only two brothers were seriously injured..."The man wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhou Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief and instructed the person who brought her to ride a horse first.

There are only two people left in the wilderness. Zhou Qiaoqiao lost the heroism of the right talent, and asked with some loss: "Cheng Feng, the capital is very well guarded tonight, I suddenly made a move, is it impulsive?"

Cheng Feng was slightly stunned, after all, it was the first time for the young master to do something big, and it was inevitable that he would have poor control of the situation.

"You arranged it properly, although the defense is very strict tonight, it is also the time when those old thieves are the most lax..."Cheng Feng remembered the danger of the assassination, and still broke out in a cold sweat behind his back. "You don't have to cut off for the brethren... Your safety is more important than the lives of ten brothers!"

Zhou Qiaoqiao turned to look at the capital not far away, tonight was indeed dangerous, but she felt it was worth it.

I can finally get revenge...

No more blood-soaked dreams, the wailing voices of many people in your head will eventually fade.

She Zhou Qiaoqiao finally began to take revenge...

I don't know what happened to Xia Yue.

She guessed that Xia Yue's status was precious, but she didn't expect him to be the most favored sixth prince today.

Min Guifei's out... The Six Princes.

No wonder he was so angry when he mentioned Qingzhou when he was in Qingzhou that day, no wonder there were so many masters assassinating him along the way.

And no wonder... He will swear to take her to Chengtianmen.

She met him in person, changed into a prince's costume, and dressed her as a close guard.

She wanted to see it.

Just like when she went to see Zhou Baozhu that day, she just wanted to find a chance to take a look and see what Zhou Shaoyang, who stepped on the blood of her whole family, looked like.

However, when she and Xia Yue stood on the Chengtian Gate together, accepting the admiring gaze of thousands of people, looking down at the lights of the city, she really understood what Xia Yue wanted her to see.

She stood so tall that she saw a lot.

saw how Zhou Shaoyang, who was in the limelight, accepted the flattery of hundreds of officials, and saw how her prey flattered Zhou Shaoyang.

also saw the scenery standing behind him that Xia Yue had always wanted her to see.

The scenery on Chengtian Gate is unique, she likes it very much, but she doesn't want to stand behind Xia Yue, the defeated general!

Xia Yue was wrong.

Zhou Qiaoqiao left angrily, taking the prepared action in advance.

Even if she is not in the court, she knows the delicate relationship between Xia Yue and Zhou Shaoyang.

Tonight, she blatantly appeared beside everyone, and in the next second, she solved Zhou Shaoyang's power in the Ministry of Rites and pulled out his wings.

And Zhou Shaoyang will only regard this as Xia Yue's provocation to him.

Just let them fight!

Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled evilly.

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The atmosphere in Zhou's house was very solemn.

Zhou Youxiang, who hadn't slept all night, looked a little tired.

"How's it going?" Old Madam Zhou asked slowly, wearing a brown and red winter coat with a python pattern stand-up collar and holding a silver stove in her hand.

She came back early last night, and only got the news this morning.

"Sure enough... The person who was analyzed by the staff last night..."Zhou Youxiang carefully recalled the detached guard who stood behind the Six Princes last night.

"I didn't look at me well last night, and I specifically told the guards to be careful..."Zhou Shaoyang said solemnly.

As a court official, assassination is inevitable, as long as you protect yourself. But he didn't want that man's target was not him.

"I vaguely remember, that Ministry of Rites Shangshu An Weisheng, is your same year?"

"Yes, his position as a scholar was promoted by his son after he became prime minister. That Hu Huaiyuan is his son's former protΓ©gΓ©..."

Old Madam Zhou shook her head: "In the end, she is young and wants to do great things, but she doesn't know that if one or two people die, someone will go back to make up for it at any time." ”

This is true, the battle in the court has always been about killing people with soft knives. But he didn't want the six princes to come up and show their knives.

So bloodthirsty, who would dare to look favorably on him?

Zhou Shaoyang also shook his head. As my mother said, it was too tender.

But this... It's a little weird anyway.

If the six princes did it alone, then where did he get so many dead soldiers?

The six princes are capable and intelligent, and it is true that the sacred heart is true, but it is true that he did not love power and indulged in mountains and rivers before.

It's easy to get old, and I was forced by the emperor to do a few errands, but I became lazy again.

In this way, he would never have arranged a swift and neat assassination last night.

But if Fan Huai helped him, Fan Huai would not be a person who would make such a mistake...

Zhou Youxiang's eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan shape. The twists and turns in this have to be carefully investigated...

"New arrangement, can your staff sort out the charter?" asked Old Madam Zhou slowly.

The son handed it over, and he had already asked people to draw up an excerpt and hand it over. A waiter in the Ministry of Rites, the emperor will not press it for too long. ”

Mrs. Zhou nodded with satisfaction, the position of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites is not high, but in the final analysis, Hua'er climbed up in the Ministry of Rites, if she loses the control of the Ministry of Rites, it will make people feel that the prestige of Zhou Youxiang is not as good as before.

Zhou Shaoyang understood this, so he discussed the countermeasures with his staff overnight.

"Chongyan has also returned to the palace, why don't you take a moment and call the jewel back to accompany you?" Zhou Youxiang mentioned his daughter, and his eyebrows stretched.

Old Madam Zhou shook her head: "She is happy there, just live there." Why don't you send some more mothers-in-law, and wait for the orb more securely. You can rest assured. In that mountain, there are thousands of bad things, but there is one good:

"Clean!" (To be continued.) )