Chapter 142: The Assassin (2)

At this time, Zhao Xiyan had just said goodbye to his eldest aunt Sun and had just walked to the gate of the courtyard.

A sharp sound suddenly came, and then there was a sudden glow in the distance in mid-air.

Zhao Xiyan's face changed suddenly.

This is the direction in which Xu Jing left.

Zhao Xiyan didn't think about it, turned around and ran. The hosta begonia was stunned at first, and then chased after her skirt: "Where is Miss going?" ”

"Miss, wait for slaves."

Zhao Xiyan was anxious, and hurriedly ordered: "Begonia, go and let Li Erhe prepare the car." ”

This time in Beijing, Zhao Xiyan brought Li Erhe with him. Li Erhe is young, driving the carriage smoothly and quickly.

Haitang nodded and quickly went to find Li Erhe.

Li Erhe had just unloaded the carriage and was a little surprised when he saw Haitang coming: "Why is Sister Haitang here again?" You shouldn't have come to see me so late! ”

How could Haitang have the heart to laugh with him: "Don't talk nonsense." Mademoiselle told you to set up the carriage at once. ”

Although Li Erhe was surprised, he didn't ask more questions, and immediately set up the carriage.

This also delayed a cup of tea or so.

Zhao Xiyan stood outside the main gate of the Zhao family. In just one stick of incense, it lit up twice in mid-air. Zhao Xiyan's heart sank straight down.

Something must have happened to Xu Jing!

This period of time was smooth, which made Xu Jing relax her vigilance, and she was careless. She thought that Murong Shen would make a black hand in the palace, or instigate and instigate Emperor Yongming to do it. Unexpectedly, Murong Shen couldn't wait to send someone to assassinate Xu Jing......

"Miss, the carriage is coming."

Zhao Xiyan pressed his heart and got into the carriage: "Go to the place where there is a fireworks signal in mid-air." ”

Coincidentally, the mid-air suddenly lit up again.

Li Erhe flicked his long whip: "The little one drove over immediately." ”

Li Erhe was skilled in driving, and as soon as the long whip sounded, the horse immediately let go of its four hooves and galloped.

Sun only got the news at this time, got up from the bed and got dressed and chased out: "Crescent Yue'er, it's so late, where are you going?" ”

The carriage was gone.

Sun was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he shouted to the family in the house: "You guys chase after it immediately, don't let the gangsters hurt the six girls." ”

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Zhao Xiyan didn't think of these at all at this time.

If you are concerned about yourself, you will be chaotic, and this is not true at all. Zhao Xiyan, who has always been calm and calm, thought that Xu Jing was surrounded by assassins and his life and death were unknown, and he was worried, where did he still remember his safety.

"Faster." Zhao Xiyan raised his voice.

Li Erhe cheered up and urged the horse forward.

Suddenly, there was a noise of footsteps.

"Handle cases with tolerance, idle people, etc., and quickly retreat."

Zhao Xiyan quickly lifted the curtain and looked out. I saw seven or eight people dressed in soapy clothes and carrying long knives at their waists, and they ran forward quickly. These were the catchers in charge of the night patrol, and they were startled by a strange light in mid-air.

Zhao Xiyan's fiercely beating heart was a little calmer.

No matter how mediocre and incompetent Emperor Yongming is, he is also the Son of Heaven in the end. The capital is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and the security is quite strict. At least, it's been a bit stable for the past few years.

In fact, even when the world was in turmoil in the previous life, the capital was not in much chaos. The Murong family united with the Gao family, defeated the Duke of Dingguo, and firmly controlled the capital. The change of dynasty, the states and counties of the Great Jin Dynasty were in chaos, and I don't know how many people died. The people of the capital were almost unharmed.

Hosta's heart fluttered: "Miss, what should I do now?" ”

Zhao Xiyan glanced at it: "Continue forward." ”

It's curfew and the streets are empty. The sound of sword clashing and fighting in the distance was terrifyingly clear.

Soon, another wave of catchers was coming.

Li Erhe didn't dare to get any closer, stopped the carriage, and said in a low voice: "Miss's safety is important, and she can't go any further." Just wait here! ”

Here, you can already faintly see the figure of the fight.

Zhao Xiyan sat in the carriage, his hands clenched into fists, loosened, loosened and clenched.

Time seems to stand still. It seems to be a blink of an eye, and it seems to be a long time. The noise outside finally subsided.

A familiar voice sounded: "Sister Crescent." ”

Zhao Xiyan's eyes were hot, he got out of the carriage and rushed into Xu Jing's arms: "Brother Chunsheng!" ”

Xu Jing was taken aback, his heart was a little sour, and more sweet. He hugged his fiancΓ©e tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine." ”

……

From encountering the assassin to giving a signal to chase and fight, it only took two sticks of incense from beginning to end. The period is dangerous, but it is terrifying.

Xu Jing dodged the first arrow, and led his own soldiers to pursue the assassin, and in the melee, three black-clothed assassins died. His own soldiers also lost one and wounded five.

"This group of black-clothed assassins is extremely ruthless." Xu Jing's eyes flashed with anger, and his voice was extremely low: "It's all a killing move that exchanges life for life." I killed one, and the other two were seriously injured and died by biting directly through the poison hidden in the mouth. There are a few more, all of them have run away. ”

In the capital, who has such a dead man?

Who wants to put Xu Jing to death?

I don't even have to think about it.

Zhao Xiyan's body trembled slightly, then took a step back and stood up straight. Xu Jing seemed to guess what she was going to say, and took the lead and said, "You can't remember, what did you say to me before you came to the capital?" ”

"You say, no matter what difficulties I encounter, face them with me."

"It's the same in my heart. Sister Crescent Moon, it's good that you can implicate me, and I can implicate you. In short, the two of us will never be separated. No matter what happens, we must face it together. ”

Zhao Xiyan's eyes were a little hot, nodded lightly, and didn't say anything. took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on Xu Jing's face.

Xu Jing breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately showed a fierce smile: "Although there is no living mouth, clues can be found on the dead person." ”

Xu San, who was tall and unsmiling, came over and arched his hand: "Qi Qi Shizi, they want to bring the corpses back to the Nancheng Terracotta Division, and let them search and examine the corpses." ”

Xu Jing nodded slightly: "This son of the world is also going to the Terracotta Division." ”

When he encounters an assassin, he, the bitter master, must report the crime himself.

Xu Jing looked at Zhao Xiyan again: "You go back and rest first, and wait for my news." ”

In places like Yamen, it is indeed not appropriate for women to show up. Zhao Xiyan nodded.

Xu Jing was still not at ease, so he called Xu San over: "You take a few people and send Sister Yue'er back to Zhao Mansion." ”

In fact, the family members of the Zhao Mansion also chased after them, all of them tall and strong. It's just that these guys are mediocre, and it's just a matter of scaring some splashy gangsters, and if they really meet a master, they won't be useful at all.

Xu San gave his hand to take the order.

Zhao Xiyan glanced at Xu Jing, Xu Jing grinned, waved at Zhao Xiyan, and signaled Zhao Xiyan to hurry up and get into the carriage.

After Zhao Xiyan got into the carriage and left, Xu Jing restrained his smile, turned on his horse, and went to the Nancheng Soldiers and Horses.

Coincidentally, the person in charge of the Nancheng Terracotta Division is none other than Wu Anbo, the father of the second brother-in-law Zhu Zhenchuan.

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(End of chapter)