Chapter 122: Yongcheng Crisis! (1)
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The wind was dark.
The coachman propped up the carriage canopy carved with many cloud scrolls.
Before Xu Yi got into the car, the retainers packed the two Boshan stoves into a large red and black lacquer box.
Li Xian ordered someone to put things in the car: "Princess, my father can't send it away because of government affairs, and my father asked his ministers to give this furnace to the princess, hoping that the princess likes it." ”
Xu Yan showed his face and smiled sweetly at him, "I like it very much, thank you Brother Li Xian." ”
When she boarded the gap in the carriage, Zhang Liang pulled her for some reason.
This car is easy to travel, there is no shelter around, and the space under the car is very large, but it is breathable and blows people's heads.
The wagon was spinning all the time.
Xu Yi and Zhang Liang rode in the same car, too relatively silent.
"Master Meng, I don't want to share a car with the teacher, can I get down and walk." Xu Yi leaned out and asked Meng Yi who was riding a horse on the side.
"Princess, no. When the market was closed, the businessmen were complicated, and it was better for the princess and Mr. Zhang Liang to return to the palace as soon as possible. Meng Yi simply refused her request, Meng Yi is not like Meng Tian, he knows very well that this little princess of Ying Hehua is easy to talk to and entangle people.
"Okay."
Xu Yan couldn't stay away from Zhang Liang, she watched the sun gradually close, and the cold climate made her can't help but wrap the cloak on her body tightly, which was not as thick as Li Xian's big coat, and it couldn't keep out the cold at all.
Zhang Liang was in a bleak building, and he couldn't help but have a lot of worries.
Although she usually wears red, the bright red becomes very conspicuous at this time.
He looked at her cloak, and Zhang Liang was inexplicably a little flustered.
The palace gate was close in front of him, and Meng Yi took a distance ahead.
In all directions, the cold wind kills, and there is fog.
"Is the princess cold?" Zhang Liang said coldly.
Xu Yi stared at a white plum on his cloak, and said angrily: "You take such a thin one, it's the same with it or without it, do you think I'm cold?" ”
"Then don't wear it, princess."
Without waiting for Xu Yi to speak, Zhang Liang stretched out his long arm, leaned over, and quickly untied the cloak on his body.
Xu Yi shivered with coldness, and couldn't help cursing him secretly.
I'm still trying my best to protect you.
Dead Zhang Liang. Watch your eyes.
Xu Yi sneezed a few times in a row, and her shoulders suddenly tightened, and Zhang Liang restrained her arms from behind, making her unable to move.
She tried to break free from him.
Zhang Liang saw that she had King Qin's short blade pinned to her waist, lowered his head and said, "Since the princess thinks that this is cold, but the Liangshan Prison Palace is thousands of times colder than this. ”
He held down her knife faster than Xu Yi.
"Don't move." He scolded under his breath.
Xu Yi laughed a little contemptuously when he heard him, and saw that the palace was not far away.
He doesn't know martial arts, he holds a knife in his hand, and his next words are nothing more than threatening her.
"If you kill me, do you think it's all over." Xu Yi looked ahead, silent, and his tone was very light, "Then you can do it." ”
When Zhang Liang heard this, a pool of cold winter water flowed in his heart, but a small boat swayed and rowed. He saw a mirror projected on the shredded fragments of his soul, and he sat on the edge of the glacier, salvaging countless times, but the mottled ones could only flow away from his fingertips.
- "Zhang Liang, if you still think that you are Han Chen, if you still have a trace of Korean blood, let's go and kill her together." ”
- "Don't forget that Ying Hehua's surname is Ying, she is not your student, she is the princess of Qin, and she is your enemy. ”
- "The violent kite general was killed by the Qin army, and my violent clan is not with him, if you don't do it, then you can do it yourself." ”
Xu Yi saw Meng Yi riding his horse in this direction, the horse's hooves clicked, and he stepped on the hearts of the two.
She leaned back suddenly.
The back of Zhang Liang's hand was heavy, and Ying Hehua's palm was on his hand, and then these soft hands tightened his grip on him and the handle of the knife underneath.
"Teacher, if Meng Yi gets closer, you won't have a chance."
Xu Yi said again: "Do you know why I want you to go to Yongcheng?" ”
"In Yongcheng, my father was crowned. And Chang Yu was waiting for an opportunity to launch a rebellion in Xianyang, when my brother Wang was still in infancy, do you know how many lives were used to keep Brother Wang alive? ”
"You want to say that the princess is also the son of King Qin, and she should be the same as the eldest son." Zhang Liang said.
"It's not. I want to tell you that in a world of great contention, I am not afraid of anything. Yongcheng is the century-old capital of Great Qin, which will bring you a lot of breath that only belongs to Qin, and it will better let you understand what Qin is. ”
After speaking, while Zhang Liang let go of her, Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll spare your life." Zhang Liang said quietly, and moved a distance to the side.
They walked into the shadow of the gates of the royal city.
The noisy Xianyang quieted down. The last rays of light were put away at dusk, and many black shadows began to emerge like ghosts.
Not far away, in the attic, a crossbow loaded with arrows did not wait for the opportunity to fire.
As soon as the masked man's palms were sweaty, he finally withdrew his crossbow and said to his companion, "Hurry back and report what you have seen today to your master." ”
"Why don't you do it, big brother?" Companion asked.
"Zhang Liang is the son of Han Xiang and is famous for his talents. If there is a cause for this, I will kill this man by mistake today, lest it lead to trouble. ”
As soon as the companion's voice fell, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!
He looked down, but he was shot in the chest by an arrow that jumped out of nowhere!!
Where did this arrow come from?!
Dare to walk around after the market closes, is it a person from the government?
The masked man was shocked, quickly retracted his head, and leaned out vigilantly, he was vigorous, grabbed the corner of a beam, turned around, and fled.
The sender of the arrow feather waited for the prey to escape, and he calmly put away the Han bow and glanced at the city gate gloomily.
"My lord, aren't we going to chase it?"
"Let him go back to pull out the people behind the scenes in one fell swoop." Li Xian's expression darkened, "You choose a few strong martial artists and secretly accompany the princess." ”
"Your Excellency...... Zhang, Zhang Liang, are we really going to kill him? ”
"Scared?" His tone was light, but cold as ice.
"Nope." The subordinate officer bowed awe-inspiringly, "...... The subordinates are worried that Zhang Liang's mind is not pure, how difficult it may be on the road to Yongcheng, you are too risky to make a promise to the princess. ”
As he spoke, the subordinate officer took out the silk book from his bosom and said: "Your brother's brother has already sent a letter, saying that he has been ordered by his superiors to transfer a Qin army to escort the princess to Yongcheng, please take it first, and he will return soon." ”
Li Xian looked at the dull moonlight in the distance, he definitely didn't want to involve Li You in such a complicated matter, Xu Yi's calculation was not inferior to him, according to Li You's character, if something happened, he would only give it all.
"The battlefield of Zhao should be the first place in the heart of my brother."
"And let my brother rest assured, I will go to this trip in person."
With that, he turned around and disappeared into the dark curtain of no wind and no moon.
this night.
Xu Yi returned to the palace, but she was still very cold, so she added some fire to the bronze vessel burning with charcoal fire.
She stared at the red cloak in her hand, thinking back to the words in the carriage, and felt a hint of strangeness.
"Zhang Liang." Xu Yi shouted to Zhang Liang, but he didn't speak again for a long time.
"I can't go to Yongcheng without the princess."
Between the veins, she looked at Zhang Liang's back as he walked out of Zhilan Palace.
Under the coldness of the moonless, it is particularly lonely.
During this time, she never spoke to him much, and every day she just routinely lectured and taught the scriptures, memorized and wrote.
Half a month later, everything was cleaned up.
Before leaving, she said goodbye to Yingzheng and Zheng Li, and also passed the book to Hangu Pass, and specially asked Fusu to rush back in her busy schedule, and hurriedly saw her off.
The convoy that was not grand and did not enlarge the entourage set off from Xianyang.
The simmering crisis lies in the valleys.