Chapter 47: Finding Fault

At one point, Rong Jing had already felt the approach of death, and at this time he also wanted to know his current physical condition, so he nodded.

After checking the pulse and checking the wound, the man in black said, "The master has taken the antidote, and the poisonous blood has been eliminated in time, and now his body is fine." ”

Timely elimination of poisonous blood?

Rong Jing's eyes couldn't help but look at the black blood stains not far from him.

Was it that little village girl who saved me?

How did she clean up the poisonous blood?

I suddenly thought of the tingling sensation I felt in my wound.

It can't be what he thinks, right?

Rong Jing unconsciously attached his right hand to his heart, a trace of blush climbed up his ears, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Several people in black looked at each other in surprise, and made eye contact, "Master, what's wrong with him, he actually smiled?" ”

After Rong Jing found the expressions of several people, he immediately returned to the appearance of ice cubes, and swept over with a cold glance, instantly extinguishing the gossip hearts of several people.

Rong Jing said in a deep voice, "Qingfeng, can you find out?" ”

"Master, it's clear, it's the one who shot and injured the master, Yan Buliu, the world's number one poisonous archer." A young man named Qingfeng said.

This young man was also the young man who drove the car that Yang Yun saw in Heisongyi Town that day.

Another person named Mingyue, who was more lively and knew some medical skills, said, "Master, we have done all the secrecy of this trip, and I don't know how the master's itinerary was known by Rong Di's spies...... ”

"Mole." The relatively cold breeze said coldly.

"Qingfeng is right." Rongjing Road.

"What should the master do now?" Qingfeng and Mingyue asked in unison.

Rong Jing's eyes flashed with anger: "You guys hurry up and clean up the wounds, and rush back to the army to report the funeral." ”

"Funeral?"

Hearing these two words, Qingfeng and Mingyue all looked at Rong Jing with a confused expression.

Mingyue asked: "Master, who do we rush back to mourn, and whose mourning?" ”

Is it difficult to rush back to the army to report the funeral of the dozens of sacrificed secret guards.

Although those dozens of secret guards were sacrificed to protect the master, they can't be taken so seriously by the master, and the duty of the secret guards is to protect the master with their lives.

Rong Jing glanced at Mingyue and said, "Rush back to the army to report the funeral of this king, and say that this king was unfortunately hit by the poison ...... Yan Buliu, the world's number one poison archer."

Qingfeng, Mingyue and the others were stunned for a while, then they thought about it, and suddenly they all understood their master's intentions.

The master wants to fake his death to lure the snake out of the hole.

Mingyue hugged her fists and said: "The master is wise, and his subordinates will rush back to the army......

Qingfeng glanced at Rong Jing's wound and said uneasily, "Master, tonight is fifteen, for your safety, your subordinates should stay......"

"No, it is rumored in the world that if you are poisoned by Yan Buliu, you will definitely die, and in the eyes of the high-level people of Rongdi, this king has become a dead person. You two are the king's personal guards, and it would be more convincing to appear at the same time, and Kitazawa should be coming soon...... Just keep a few of them......" Rong Jing pointed to the other black-clothed humans.

"Yes, master." Qingfeng and Mingyue disappeared in place after speaking.

The faint fragrance and the smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and Rong Jing looked at the light blue handkerchief and the hairband of the same color that had just been replaced in his hand, and put it away without disgust.

Then he glanced at the road outside the grove and led the rest of the men in black to leave the place and head towards the county seat.

At this time, in a remote place outside Qingshan County, a man with a big black bow said to a man wearing a black cloak: "...... It is not easy to blend into King Chen's tent...... This mission has been completed very well, and I will report to the National Teacher to record your merits to the emperor. ”

"My lord, is King Nachen really dead?"

The heroic and warlike King Chen died like this?

The man in the black cloak still didn't believe it, he knew the demeanor of King Chen.

"Of course, if you are poisoned by my Yan Buliu, you will definitely die, and the poison is secretly made by my master."

"Then King Chen will surely die." He still believes in the poison of the national teacher, and no one in the world can solve it.

"Okay, you should go back quickly, I think that soon Chenguo's military camp will be in chaos, and Lord Ben should report to the national teacher as soon as possible...... Soon we'll be cleared of shame, haha...... Our iron riders will soon set foot on this land, hahaha......"

The sound of arrogant laughter was heard in the wind.

……

Under the tall city gate of Qingshan County, Yang Qinglin took out four copper plates from his arms and paid the entrance fee before driving the ox cart into the city.

The wide road is paved with bluestone slabs.

On both sides of the road, there are shops, vendors, people coming and going on the street, all kinds of cries and cries one after another, and the liveliness is simply incomparable to that of Heisongyi Town.

Seeing such a lively scene, Yang Yun, who was lying in the ox cart, stopped lying down, and the dog tail grass in his mouth was no longer in his mouth, looking at the ancient city with curiosity in his eyes.

The ox cart swayed, and before I knew it, I arrived at the door of Tianxiang Building.

Looking at the gilded "Tianxiang Building", Yang Yun said secretly, "It is worthy of being the largest restaurant in Qingshan County." ”

"Second brother, you look at the ox cart, I'll sign up."

"Okay, be careful, if something calls me loudly, I'll be at the door." Yang Qinglin actually wanted to accompany him to sign up, but the ox cart was borrowed, but something must not happen, so he could only instruct uneasily.

"Got it." Yang Yun waved her hand and raised her feet and entered Tianxiang Tower.

At this time, it was not a meal, there were not many diners in the lobby, a guy was wiping the table, Yang Yun hurriedly stepped forward and said, "This little brother, hello, I am here to sign up for the vegetable fighting competition, where can I sign up?" ”

Wang Tiezhu stopped what he was doing and said politely, "The contestant himself needs to sign up for the registration, and the little sister will let the adults of your family come." ”

"I'm the contestant."

"Ah......h

Are all the little girls so good now?

Although Wang Tiezhu was surprised, he still helped Yang Yun get to the registration office in the lobby.

Although the person in charge of registration was also surprised by Yang Yun's age, he still asked officially, "What's your name, the name of the dishes you entered." ”

"My name is Yang Yun, the Yang of the poplar tree, the Yun of all living beings, the name of the dish is jade and silver teeth, one clear and two white, and a little red in the ice and snow."

"Where's the ingredients?"

"Other main ingredients are brought by themselves, and there is one ingredient that needs to be prepared by your restaurant......"

Yang Yun answered the questions of the people who signed up one by one.

The person who registered handed Yang Yun a wooden number plate after registration, and said enthusiastically, "Little girl, this number plate corresponds to your information one by one, you have to keep this brand." In addition, in order for the contestants to have enough time to cook hot dishes, our owners changed the first fight to cold food, and hot food became the third game, hoping that you can reasonably adjust your cooking time. ”

"Okay, thank you for informing me."

Yang Yun just turned around and accidentally touched the person behind her, and instinctively apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"Where did the mud legs come from, and they also want to participate in the vegetable fighting competition." The arrogant voice exploded above Yang Yun's head.