Volume 1 The Storm in the Capital Chapter 19 Assassination
"Mr. Zhou, I said before that Taishi Li should die, I think about it... Is it too much? "The first time he came to Zhou's mansion, Zhao Yizhi proposed to visit the mansion, and Zhou Ziru had to accompany him and lead the tour in the courtyard one by one. Zhao Yi couldn't help but worry, and asked.
"Taishi Li's move is no different from rebellion and rebellion, and if you don't get rid of it today, there will be chaos in the future. Such a thing as the flood in Anhui City will be endless in the future. Zhou Ziru said on the side. And not only to do it, but also to do it to everyone and tell the world. In this way, we can stand strong. Soon... It's almost noon. ”
"Can't you dismiss the officials and serve the people and send them back to their hometowns?" Zhao Yizhi asked with a frown.
When Zhou Ziru heard this, he smiled softly: "Repatriated to his hometown? He can return to his hometown, what should the people in Anhui City do? Moreover, with the fame of Li Taishi, it is easy to make a comeback, and I don't know if His Majesty will still have the enthusiasm to 'ask for the people' at that time. Although Wei Chen doesn't understand what happened to His Majesty, with today's wisdom and the appearance of a bright monarch, His Majesty has great ambitions, what to do, His Majesty actually understands it very well in his heart. ”
Zhou Ziru paused, approached Zhao Yizhi and said softly: "Taishi Li is famous, Your Majesty is good at this method, and he will be sent back to his hometown... Died violently..."
Zhao Yizhi naturally understood, but for him who crossed over, he always felt that he was a "thief", a cheap emperor for nothing, and he decided his life with one word and died with one word. is somewhat timid in his heart, and he is still an important prince in the court. Zhao Yizhi frowned: "Rong Zhen think again." ”
"Your Majesty, noon is coming, look?" Wang Zhenliang came out of nowhere and asked for instructions in front of Zhao Yizhi.
Zhao Yizhi glanced at Zhou Ziru, not thinking that he would be in a waterfront pavilion not far away, sprinkling food and feeding fish. Didn't even look at him. As a last resort, Zhao Yizhi had no choice but to shout: "Mr. Zhou, I will go back to the palace first, and he will talk about it later." ”
Zhou Ziru sprinkled a handful of fish food into the water, got up and saluted, and replied: "Your Majesty will go slowly, and Weichen will send your Majesty." I hope Your Majesty will forgive me for my slackness..."
"Come on, Mr. Zhou, feed the fish well, don't forget my words." Zhao Yizhi smiled and waved his hand, and turned straight away.
Zhou Ziru stared at Zhao Yizhi's back, in the waterfront pavilion, the white clothes were better than the snow.
Outside Zhou's mansion, the sedan chair man hid in the shade of the tree, all dozing off, and individual sedan chair drivers looked into the house from time to time, anxiously waiting.
"Get up, get up, get up... Get up the sedan chair, come here. Wang Zhenliang came out and shouted to the palanquin drivers.
The sedan chair drivers didn't know their identities, they only knew that they were characters in the palace, so they naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly trotted over with the sedan chair in the shade of the tree.
Zhao Yizhi frowned and walked behind, didn't say anything, and got into the sedan chair. Zhou Ziru was speculating about him, and he was also speculating about this Mr. Zhou. Zhou Ziru's attitude is to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and establish the monarch first, with such courage, it is inseparable from the six-hundred-year-old family background of the Zhou family. If you have this kind of plan, you are indeed thinking about yourself, which can be regarded as a good policy.
However, he Zhao Yizhi really did not dare to assert himself, not only the identity of the "stealer", but also he did not have an accurate understanding of his "imperial power". Since that time in court, he didn't know how many loyal ministers were still in the court. Figuratively speaking, he was not afraid of wrestling with Master Li, but he didn't dare to pinch his neck with him.
"Hey, buns, there are not a few left, they're still hot, who wants more?"
There were pedestrians on the street, and the fat aunt looked like a good business after a morning of shouting, and there was only one cage left in the steaming drawer.
Zhao Yizhi sat in the sedan chair, and suddenly had the feeling of being stared at in the morning. Not only that, but I also felt a strong killing intent, the kind of killing intent with a sharp sword on my back, like sitting on pins and needles. Seeping in from all directions, it seeped in from outside the sedan chair.
"Manager Wang, it's this time, and I haven't eaten yet, why don't you try this bun? These sedan chair masters must have not eaten yet. Zhao Yizhi lifted the curtain and said.
When the sedan chair drivers heard this, they nodded again and again: "This adult looks young, and he knows that he is distressed." ”
"It's different from other officials, hey, you just called us master."
"My lord, I'm a little hungry, but if you're in a hurry, we don't care about it for a while. Let's get you to the palace as soon as possible."
The others looked at me and said a word, but Wang Zhenliang didn't dare to slack off: "Stop, stop, stop the shade, I'll buy buns, who makes our adults kind!" We're all waiting here. ”
"Hey, Manager Wang, let me ask, do you know martial arts?" Wang Zhenliang was just about to leave, but was shouted by Zhao Yizhi to stop and ask.
"Martial arts? How can our family know any martial arts? Your Majesty, why are you asking this? Wang Zhenliang was a little confused.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just ask. Zhao Yizhi smiled.
"Sister-in-law, how many buns are left? I've got it all, wrap it up for me. A few of the best, individually packed! Money is yours. Wang Zhenliang ran to the steamed bun stall, looked at it, and saw that there was still a cage of steamed buns left, so he asked for it all in one go.
"Okay, the bun you want, don't look at this as the last cage, this is the most fragrant. These are good, I'll give you a separate bag. When the fat woman saw the guest, she smiled and agreed.
"Oh, the swill. I'm tired of borrowing a word. The old Liu Tou, who had quarreled with the fat woman in the morning, came back with a swill cart and shouted all the way.
Mr. Wang covered his nose and fanned the unpleasant smell that came over, but he also avoided two steps. When Lao Liu was pushing the swill cart to pass by, he didn't know what happened and stopped between the bun shop and the sedan chair, "Ouch, ouch, I'm tired"
Mr. Wang picked up the buns, turned around and was about to go back, when he saw the swill bucket stopped in front of him, he was angry and was about to speak.
The wooden lid of the swill bucket on the board car suddenly rose to the sky, and four masked black-clothed men jumped out of the two swill buckets, turned over and rolled down, pulled out four big knives from under the board car, and jumped up at the same time and threw themselves towards the sedan chair. Several sedan chair drivers suddenly changed, and before they could react, they were all cut to the ground, no longer paying attention, and slashing towards the sedan chair with a knife.
"Ding Ding Ding", at the critical moment, two iron spears stretched out diagonally, blocking in front of the sedan chair, blocking the knife momentum, and after slapping hard, several big knives were directly broken, and several people in black were shot out. When I looked closely, it turned out to be two young people, holding iron guns, wearing green shirts, and a dragon head embroidered with blue thread on the clothes on their chests. The two young men looked thin, but the iron gun in their hands and the man in black flying out upside down were enough to prove that the strength of these two young people should not be underestimated.
"Chen Congwei Qingtian, the rescue of the sea is late, Your Majesty is frightened." The two young men turned to salute the sedan chair and said with a grin.
Zhao Yizhi lifted the curtain and looked at a few masked black-clothed people: "Hey, I still wear night clothes in broad daylight, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you?" ”
"But remember to catch me alive, if I die, I won't take you out next time." Zhao Yizhi commanded.
"Easy to do!" A young man picked up his spear and rushed towards several men in black. The other teenager stood by Zhao Yizhi's window with a spear with a smile, leaning on the sedan chair, but his eyes looked around vigilantly.
The people in black and Lao Liu Tou pulled out the daggers on their waists, rushed up and fought with Qingtian, and within a few rounds, several people were all sent flying.
The four black-clothed people and the old Liu Tou pulling the cart looked at each other, "Withdraw!" Immediately scattered in all directions. Some climbed over the wall, some jumped into the river not far away, and Lao Liu Tou ran quickly towards the crowd in the distance, and in a blink of an eye, they all ran away.
"Qingtian, is it okay? No, I'll come. The young man leaning against the window of Zhao Yi's sedan asked with a smile.
"Hmph," the young man called "Qingtian" snorted coldly. "Shh~" A whistle sounded, and a few eagles flew in the air out of nowhere, circling around Optimus a few times, and Optimus threw a few pieces of jerky from his arms and pointed at the man in black in the distance. The eagle caught the jerky and swallowed it, then scattered in all directions, flying in the direction of the men in black who had fled.
Qingtian threw the iron spear into the sea, chased after the old Liu Tou who had just run to the crowd in the distance, and turned around and shouted, "If they kill themselves, it's none of my business!" ”
Zhao Yizhi shook his head and smiled, and shouted to Wang Zhenliang: "Manager Wang, when are you going to be in a daze?" Don't worry about the buns, let's see how these palanquin drivers are injured first. ”
Wang Zhenliang stood for a long time with the bun, and only after Zhao Yizhi shouted did he come to his senses. "Hey", he ran over the scattered swill buckets towards Zhao Yizhi.
"Your Majesty, Baozi, you put on some first. It turns out that you just asked the old slave if he could do martial arts... You're like a god. These palanquin men are not in the way, how can they have Your Majesty's ten thousand gold..."
Zhao Yizhi waved his hand, "Their target is not you, I'm also worried about what if... But fortunately, there is a sea of supernatural shelves, and it's okay. Go and see the palanquins, and if you don't go, I'll go down by myself. ”
"Okay, the old slave will go, this will go." Wang Zhenliang hurriedly said, and trotted to several sedan chair drivers to check their injuries.
Zhao Yizhi saw that Wang Zhenliang was gone, and handed the bun to Jia Hai. Jia Hai took the bun, threw it at the fat woman, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, go back to the palace and let the imperial dining room make some good buns to make amends to you." As he spoke, he inserted Qingtian's gun next to Zhao Yizhi's sedan chair, and rushed towards the fat woman with his own gun.
The fat woman kicked over her bun stall, and the cage drawer on the stall flew towards the sea, and was bounced away one by one by the sea with a gun. "This damn Liu rat is more than enough to succeed!" After saying that, he pulled out a cloth bag from his waist and threw it towards the sea, while he turned around and jumped onto the roof and fled. Seeing this scene, Zhao Yizhi was a little stunned: "You can jump so high if you are so fat..."
The tip of the Jiahai spear picked up the raging cloth bag, and dozens of poisonous bees flew out of it, splitting their heads and covering their faces. Jia Hai snorted coldly and laughed "carving insect skills", hooked the cage drawer on the ground with one kick, grabbed it in his hand and danced in front of him, Jia Hai had excellent eyesight, good at observation, and soon caught all the poisonous bees in it, threw it to the ground, and shook the iron gun in his hand. The poisonous bee was shattered in the cage drawer.
Without Zhao Yi's instructions, he threw the iron gun in his hand in front of Zhao Yi's sedan chair, and rose up to chase the fat woman who escaped.
Zhao Yizhi saw the two chasing the murderer, so he breathed a sigh of relief, he had been feeling the killing intent, and he was still a little tired. Fortunately, the sea has already chased after it.
"Huh~" A wooden stick flew sideways from a distance, only towards Zhao Yizhi's temple.
Zhao Yizhi just turned his head, and the wooden stick had already flown in front of him... A foot short...