King Qin was assassinated on the way to welcome his relatives!

The news spread throughout the city of Tokyo in a short period of time.

After all, the king of Qin married a relative, the people knew about it, and so many people watched it in the court, and the speed of news spread was naturally extremely fast.

At this moment, in the exquisite courtyard not far from Fan Lou, Zhao Yuannu was crying with pear blossoms and rain.

The little maid next to her persuaded her: "Lady, the prince must not have forgotten you, didn't you send the song a while ago, when the big proprietor asked for the song, the respectful appearance of the lady?" Lady, don't be delusional, it's sad and messy. ”

Zhao Yuannu raised a little crying face and said: "Only the newcomer laughs, who hears the old man crying." ”

Lang Yu couldn't cry or laugh when she heard this, thinking to herself, what kind of old man are you, you are not even a newcomer, you just met once and drank back wine.

The little maid said: "Lady, rest and rest, crying too much will hurt your spirits." ”

Zhao Yuannu said quietly: "How can you avoid the sorrow and hatred of life, and what is the limit of eliminating the soul and being alone." ”

When Lang Yu heard this, she secretly sighed in her heart that the lady was sad and sad again, and she used to persuade her with words, but now this matter is different from the past, and she doesn't know where to start for a while.

She had no choice but to say: "The lady still doesn't have to be sad, what is the identity of the prince, how can there be only one woman in the house, I can't say that I will marry in the future, isn't the lady sad and headless?" ”

Zhao Yuannu's tears rolled down his cheeks: "Where am I for this, don't I know how low my family is, let alone marrying, even if I don't dare to ask for a name, I ...... I just miss him in my heart, I want to see him, and when I close my eyes, it's him. ”

After finishing speaking, the fragrant shoulders floating on the table twitched, and sobbed again, and Lang Yu had no choice but to continue to persuade each other, and at this time Mei Niang came in from outside, and said with a pale face: "Lady, lady, just now there was a rumor outside that the prince was assassinated on the way to welcome his relatives!" ”

When Zhao Yuannu heard this, he suddenly felt that his head was blank with a "bang", as if his soul had flown away at this moment, and he screamed "ah", and he collapsed on the table and fainted......

Zhao Ta can guess the identities of the two assassins without interrogation, the first to strike with a knife in white must be the Ming Sect Crane King Fang 19, and the one in red who was captured must be the rouge leopard Du Hongmian.

But now is a day of great joy, he doesn't want to see blood and kill, so he ordered Du Hongmian to be temporarily imprisoned, as for Fang Nineteen, who left the whole city to search, it is best to find it, and if it can't be found, forget it.

After all, according to Fang Nineteen's martial arts, if he really wanted to leave, he would definitely have already gone out of the city before the search order was issued.

As for why these two people didn't go to the Niulou Hotel, they should have discovered the flaws around You Siniang's residence, and when they came to assassinate, they didn't know the depth of their own house, and they relied on martial arts to fight.

Zhao Ta didn't want to dwell on this matter, and after a series of orders were issued, he continued to return home.

Although he was assassinated, the front of the palace was still lively, and Zhao Ta had already ordered that no matter what happened, it must not affect today's ceremony, and everything would go on as usual......

There is a Taoist temple in the southwest of the outer city of Tokyo, called Konoha, with green tiles and white walls, and two houses, which is a small view.

There are not hundreds of small temples of this size in Tokyo, but there are dozens.

The Konoha Temple is built on the edge of the Cai River, not far from the Yinan Bridge, and you can see the scenery of the Cai River in front of the Taoist Temple, and the boats come and go.

There is a wild road on the side of the bridge in front of this view, called the water boat road, a market has spontaneously been set up in 100 years, it is the largest market in the southwest of the outer city, it extends to the east along the Cai River from this side of the Yinan Bridge, it is crowded every day before dawn, and the sound of selling and buying is endless.

This bazaar sells more food and drink, the most simple stalls, and some old wine shops, as for the tile shop, there is also such one, but it is very simple, there are no two columns in it.

Before dawn, there were porters who had worked hard all night on the Cai River boat, carrying the hot copper coins they had just received to drink morning wine, and after drinking, they went home to sleep, and then came to the river in the evening to work hard.

At this time, it was just in the afternoon, and the market was no longer bustling with the hustle and bustle of the morning, and without the porters on the river, there was a little light and cold.

There is a simple wooden shed with mats at the head of the market, and there are three or five old tables and more than a dozen stools underneath.

At this time, the wine owner was leaning against the pillar and drowsy, and there was only one guest in the shed, who had already ordered a bowl of soup cakes, and two side dishes were eating and drinking slowly.

This guest was in his twenties, dressed in black, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, ape arms and bee waist, and was quite handsome.

He ate very slowly, twisting his eyebrows from time to time, as if he was full of anxiety and puzzlement.

This person is Fang Nineteen, he is known as the Crane King, and he is naturally good at light work, when he missed a blow and broke his blade, he retreated, found a place to change his clothes, and hurriedly ran to the outer city.

He never thought that the royal family of the Great Song Dynasty would have such a master, let alone that the other party would have a treasure soldier with iron like clay, so that he could not display all his martial arts, so he could only flee, not to mention, and even trapped Du Hongmian over there.

That's a sloppy approach!

At the beginning of the year, the Holy Father went to Tokyo, and when he came back, he kept his mouth shut about what he had experienced, thinking that he probably found that the Zhao family in Tokyo was different from what he imagined, but he never said that the Zhao family had such a strong martial artist!

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, he couldn't give up Du Hongmian and leave, but at this moment, his whereabouts were revealed, and it was more difficult to save people than to ascend to the sky, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

There are brothers and sisters in the Ming Sect, even if they don't recognize it, they are all the same, so he can't bear to leave like this, after all, assassinating the Prince of the Great Song Dynasty is a major crime of the Nine Clans, and Du Hongmian's fate can be imagined.

But although he has always regarded himself very highly, he also knows that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, as soon as he sees Zhao Ta make a move, he knows that he can't do anything, let alone save people in the strict place of Tokyo, even if he fights alone, he thinks that he may not be able to win the other party, not to mention that the other party still has a treasure soldier who sharpens iron like mud.

At this time, his spirit of several big victories on Liangshan was gone, and there were only all kinds of entanglements and doubts left in his heart.

The martial arts of this Great Song and Qin King are so high that he can defeat Du Hongmian with one move, and at the same time, he can also fly the white crane shuttle secret weapon he shot, which is probably close to the strength of the little grandmaster.

But not all rumors in the Holy Religion, the Song family is extravagant, and the children of the royal family are even more squirrel, they only know how to eat, drink and have fun, and indulge in lust, that is, they can't even ride a horse, and they can't pull a bow, so how can they talk about martial arts?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been assassinated in the street!

He frowned and thought about it, pondering his mind in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up slightly.

His own family is helpless in Tokyo, and there is no hope of saving people, but in this Gyeonggi area, it is not completely helpless.

Although the Holy Sect has rarely preached scriptures in the north, some time ago, my senior brother went to Yingzhou to meet friends.

Yingzhou is not far from Tokyo, if the senior brother does not leave, you can find him for help.

Thinking of this, Fang Shijiu breathed a sigh of relief, his senior brother was not only good at martial arts, but also resourceful, not only in the Holy Sect, but also in the coastal areas of Liangzhejiang, he was also extremely famous.

When it comes to Shenlong Nine Transformation Chen Fan, which one doesn't know, which one doesn't know!

The sword dominates the East China Sea, the gun picks the south of the Yangtze River, and he is proficient in nine powerful martial arts, known as the Nine Changes.

This senior brother is the only son of his master Chen hoop bucket, not only learned Chen hoop bucket skills, but also worshiped a mysterious teacher, it is said that the teacher is extremely high martial arts, the rivers and lakes are very famous, although I don't know who it is, but there are only a handful of such characters, probably one of those few.

Fang Nineteen got up to settle the bill when he thought of this, and then walked towards the lower reaches of the Cai River, with his water nature, it was not difficult to get out of Tokyo from the river......

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Ta's vacation has not yet ended, and he stays with Xiao Niang every day, grinding his ears and temples, charming and lingering.

Xiao Niang is still shy and restrained, no matter how Zhao Ta guides, there is still some can't let go, Zhao Ta threw out the jokes of the bed in later generations, Xiao Niang listened to the shyness, either covered her face and ran away, or bowed her head and did not dare to speak, and finally Zhao Ta coaxed and persuaded her, taking pleasure in it.

Now that the weather is in autumn, flowers can't be planted outside, so the little lady got some bonsai in the room, and then read some books, Zhao Ta pondered that this was also boring, so she began to teach her to write songs.

It's not a clear song, but a big song in the repertoire.

Xiao Niang is literate, the Song Dynasty is the most educational, the ancient dynasties have the highest cultural popularity, that is, there are schools in some mountains and wilderness, Tokyo itself, even if the poor family, there are few illiterate people.

Daqu is actually extremely complicated, and it is a little difficult for a little girl who has never learned rhythm.

But Zhao Ta is not in a hurry, the song can be learned slowly, but the words can be written first, the threshold for words is not high, many of the storytellers in the market outside make up their own stories, as long as they know some historical allusions, they can write a book that is a blockbuster.

At the beginning, under his guidance, Xiaoniang wrote a few small stories, but they all fell into clichés, and did not deviate from the conjectures of those talented and beautiful scholars in the book.

So, Zhao Ta began to guide her step by step, so that she could not only focus on the prosperity of the world and the beauty on the surface, but should be more profound, more marketable, and might as well write some sad and touching stories.

Xiao Niang is deeply touched by these, after all, she has experienced it herself, and because of her temperament, she has shown some talent and written two melancholy and touching plays.

Zhao Ta couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, if Xiao Niang could write dramas and songs in the future, but it helped him a lot, he didn't need to have more talents to learn, and he got those elegant spring and white snow, but the more the market and the more civilians, the better, and the things written by the common people can understand and understand, which is the greatest success.

Market artists can write good words, as long as the little lady has a little talent and his teachings, it should not be difficult to write something more meaningful.

On this morning, when he had nothing to do, Zhao Ta told a story to his little mother.

This story takes place in the former dynasty.

The content of the story is very simple, probably somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a farmer family who has lost their land and can only make a living by farming for the squire.

However, no matter how hard they put in a year, most of the grain they finally got had to be rented by the squire, and the peasant family could only barely survive by subsistence and clothing, and from time to time they had to go to the squire to borrow money to live.

And there are only two people in this peasant family, the father and the daughter depend on each other, and at the end of the year, the squire sent a splash to ask for the debt, and the father can only hide in the cold storm and snow.

Splash Pi did not find anyone, so he smashed the farmhouse and left, until midnight when the father rushed home, because he had no money on him, he could not buy a gift for his daughter, so he cut a wattle on the mountain to make a wattle and gave it to his daughter, and the father and daughter hugged and cried on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Then the squire failed to collect the debt, so he asked the farmer to use his daughter to pay off the debt, but the father did not obey, and was framed by the splashing design, and the daughter was also robbed and defiled by the squire.

The daughter endured the humiliation and burden, looked for an opportunity to escape from the squire's house, ran all the way to the mountains, hid in it for more than ten years, and even her hair was completely white, like frost and snow.

Until one day, a prince from Chang'an City came to inspect the place, and his daughter went down the mountain to complain after learning about it, so that she was able to wronged Zhaoxue and see the light of day again.

The little lady burst into tears when she heard this, but after a while, she raised her head and asked Zhao Ta: "Lang Jun, which prince is from Chang'an?" ”

Zhao Ta touched his chin and said, "Naturally, it's the second king!" ”

The little lady looked at him for a moment, and suddenly said: "Although I can write, I am afraid it will be difficult to pass it on." ”

Zhao Ta naturally knows what Xiao Niang means, even if Xiao Niang rarely sees big scenes, but she also knows that when this kind of story goes outside, she will inevitably not be treated by the government.

But it's not a big deal, he laughs, "Write it first!" ”

The little lady said "oh" and pondered.

Zhao Ta couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw her serious appearance, he really had a lot of things to do, but he really couldn't do it, and he needed someone to share it.

It is not a sudden idea to build a theater and advocate a dramatic song, and it is also a deliberate idea to sing some special plays in the theater.

But his energy is limited, not only to raise troops and gather wealth in private, but also to deal with the changes in the current situation in the court, and then write a big song, I am afraid that it will not take three heads and six arms to complete, if Xiao Niang can give him the work of the opera, then he will be much easier and concentrate on other things.

Looking at Xiao Niang's thoughts, Zhao Ta withdrew from the room, and then called a few around the place to leave the house and go to the military prison outside the city.

After the capture of Du Hongmian that day, because he was afraid of delaying the happy event, he had not been tried, and at this time his heart was relaxed, so he decided to try the rouge leopard of the Doesan people.

Out of the mansion gate, all the way to the outside of the city, when halfway through, Zhao Ta couldn't help but look back in confusion.

For some reason, I always felt that after leaving the palace, someone followed me, but at the moment, I didn't find anything.

Zhao Ta wondered in his heart, if it was monitored by the people of the Imperial City Division, it would be impossible to be so seamless, and there was no such capable person in the Imperial City Division.

He frowned and walked out of the city gate, faintly feeling in his heart that the person following him was still there, but this time he didn't look again, but went straight to the military prison.

After arriving at the military prison, when he went to the cell, Du Hongmian did not have the treatment of You Siniang at that time, after all, You Siniang was useful to him at that time, and he didn't know his true identity.

And this Du Hongmian is different, on the road on the day of greeting, even if he doesn't recognize him, he will know that he is the King of Qin, otherwise Fang Shijiu and Du Hongmian will not be directly assassinated.

I saw that Du Hongmian was tied to a wooden pillar with five flowers, and he was heavily handed at the time, so he did not move after being escorted in, but fed some wound medicine, and at this moment it seems that the injury is a little better, but his face is haggard and slightly thin.

Du Hongmian saw someone coming from outside on the pillar, and reluctantly opened his eyes to identify it, and when he saw that it was Zhao Tan, he couldn't help but immediately look angry, his eyes widened angrily, and he scolded: "Dog King, I can't kill Yu Ling with one sword!" ”

Zhao Ta looked her up and down, and sneered: "The skill of the three-legged cat is also learned to assassinate, didn't Fang La talk to you about the methods of this king?" ”

Du Hongmian immediately lost color when he heard this, and his heart was shocked, I don't know how the dog king in front of him could know the name and surname of the Holy Father.

(End of chapter)