"Why did Lord Jin take me back to Jing'an City?"

Even if the situation was unfavorable, Ning Wuxian still remained calm and self-controlled.

Judging from the reaction of Jiachu from the beginning to the present, before Hua Yi finished measuring the word "Zhou", the Jin Wangfu did not suspect that Zhou An was dead.

Besides, what does Zhou An's death have to do with him?

Su Rui also felt that Jia Chu was deliberately finding fault, and he spoke up.

"Mr. Ning's good question! Regardless of whether Anhou is alive or dead, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Ning, just a guard of the Jin Palace, here is a big nonsense, do you say that it is the order of the King of Jin? ”

Even if it is an order from the king of Jin, he must not take a good citizen out of his jurisdiction at will.

Jia Chu saw that the people present were all defending Ning Wuxian, and at this moment he finally realized why the little marquis was in Jinling City and even his daily life was a little difficult to continue.

finally figured out why the little marquis wrote those two lines of letters in his family letter.

No.

That's not faith.

That's the last word!

"If I die, I will die at the hands of Ning Wuxian."

Jia Chu coldly came up with such a sentence, which successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Even Ning Wuxian couldn't help but wonder if this guard saw that his people were outnumbered and had the intention of cowardly the enemy, so he deliberately wanted to force him to die.

"Young man, whether it is Lord Su or me, or the people who know the truth, we are all His Majesty's cronies, and we can be regarded as the leading and influential figures in Daxing Country, do you think you want to lie to Ning Shixian with one life, will we agree? Will Your Majesty agree? Will the people of the world agree? ”

Hua Yi is by no means saying that Jia Chu's life is lower than that of Ning Wuxian.

It's this kind of dirty method, and it's useless to use it.

In order to save people's lives, it is also to avoid trouble for Ning Wuxian, so he can only persuade him with good words.

"Put down the sword in your hand, if there is anything, it's not too late to talk about it when you find Anhou."

"It's late."

Jia Chu took half a step forward and approached Ning Wuxian.

"What I just said is the family letter sent to the palace by the little marquis, the prince saw this family letter, worried that the little marquis would be persecuted by others, so he asked me to take the little marquis back to Beijing, but I didn't expect that the little marquis is now at risk of being killed, so I can only fulfill the little marquis's last wish, bring Ning Wuxian back, and hand it over to the prince to dispose of."

The hall was silent for a moment.

Ning Wuxian's mind recalled Zhou An's last words.

If I die, I will die at the hands of Ning Wuxian.

He secretly laughed at himself: Sure enough, he still underestimated Zhou An's stinginess and viciousness.

"There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, people have misfortunes and blessings, if Anhou is choked to death by drinking saliva, will your Jin Wangfu also rely on me for his death and let me pay for my life?"

Ning Wuxian didn't think that Zhou An had left a last word to King Jin when he predicted the failure of the assassination.

He only felt that this was Zhou An's determination to tell King Jin about his determination to kill him, and that he really wanted to kill him one day, and he also wanted to pull him as a backdrop.

Zhou An not only carved his hatred for him into his bones, but also wanted to engrave it on the tombstone.

Su Rui laughed even more angrily: "Mr. Ning's words are not rough, should An Hou's personal life and death be tied to Mr. Ning?" Even if Anhou is the emperor's grandson, there is no such reason in this world. ”

"No one can guarantee tomorrow or the accident, which will come first." Hua Yi understood Jiachu's mood when he suddenly heard the bad news, and he also knew the methods of the Jin Palace's treatment of his subordinates.

But Zhou An's stubbornness and Ning Wuxian's connection was linked, and on the premise that Zhou An's body had not been found, Jia Chu wanted to take Ning Wuxian to the capital in front of him with a letter from home?

Before dreaming, I don't know which direction Jia Chu has to kowtow in order to realize such a beautiful dream.

Seeing this, Jia's eyes looked at this and then at that, and he took another step forward.

"Since you and Ning Wuxian are in the same group, then I will not be polite to you, today I must take Ning Wuxian, whether life or death!"

The atmosphere suddenly became very solemn, and the flames of war were about to break out.

Hua Yi has martial arts, so he naturally did not hesitate to be coerced by Jia Chu, and took advantage of the situation to pull Ning Wuxian behind him and hide it, so as not to fight for a while, and then hurt Ning Wuxian, who was already injured.

"Su Zhou, you are not his opponent, you don't have to get involved, you just need to protect Mr. Ning."

Su Rui flicked his sleeves heavily and gently dusted off the embroidery thread of his official uniform.

No matter how much Jia Chu doubted their motives for speaking up, as a person from the Jin Palace, he would not dare to hurt the court officials in public.

In particular, this court official is still a confidant of His Majesty today.

Unless the king of Jin, the prince, doesn't want to fight.

"Master Hua, I have no intention of being your enemy, please get out of the way."

Jia Chu knew that the person with the highest martial arts here was Hua Yi, as long as he could persuade Hua Yi not to meddle in his affairs, he would be able to take Ning Wuxian down the mountain.

He didn't want to bring people back to the capital directly, as he said, his task was to take the little marquis back to the capital.

But Hua Yi didn't tell him the specific location of the little marquis at all, Lai'an County said that it was not big, it was not small, and it was difficult for a big living person to hide, but if it was a dead person, he wanted to dig three feet into the ground to find it, and he didn't know how to find the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue.

Jia Chu had a gut feeling.

As long as Ning Wuxuan is caught and brought down the mountain to Lai'an County today, he will definitely be able to find the body of the little marquis, on the contrary, even if the little marquis is really dead, he may not even be able to bring the body back to the prince.

"Get out of the way!"

After a loud shout, the sword in Jia Chu's hand swung towards the piece of paper on which Hua Yi grabbed the word "Zhou".

Hua Yi's eyes narrowed and did not retreat, Ren Jiachu split the paper in his hand in half, and his fearless posture also showed his determination.

"I won't retreat, if you want to ask Lord Su or others to help you investigate Anhou's location, everyone can still help you, but if you want to take Ning Shixian away for no reason, no one present will agree."

"Then I'll fight until you agree!"

Jia Chu raised his sword and wanted to stab again.

Hua Yi's figure had already shifted his position, and his five fingers were claws, ready to snatch the sword when the armor first stabbed him.

"Slowly, slowly."

Seeing that this group of people was about to fight in the hall where they were receiving guests, the Zhizhen Daoist hurriedly stretched out his arms and walked towards the middle of the two.

Seeing this, Hua Yi took a step back.

Jia Chu not only did not retreat when he saw the Zhizhen Daoist coming, but took advantage of the moment when Hua Yi retreated, found the gap, raised his sword and stabbed at Ning Wuxian's hanging left arm.

In Jia Chu's opinion, whether Ning Wuxian is injured or not, it doesn't matter to him.

He just wanted Ning Wuxian to escape from behind Hua Yi by dodging, and then take the opportunity to take Ning Wuxian down.

Hua Yi saw through Jia Chu's attempt, but he couldn't guarantee whether Ning Wuxian, a little slippery head, would trust him to stop this sword, thinking that if Ning Wuxian was captured by Jia Chu, with the style of doing things in the Jin Palace, Ning Wuxian would really be a blessing and a curse, and maybe he would give Zhou An a funeral.

In the end, the Jin Wangfu put the blame on the criminal slave who rebelled and left home, and His Majesty would never let the King of Jin exchange his life for a dead man.

For the people of the Jin Palace, Ning Wuxian may just be a funeral object.

But for the thousands of people in Daxing, if Ning Wuxian died, just because of dysentery, no less than 10,000 people would have to bury Ning Wuxian every year.

Hua Yi's right hand became a claw, regardless of his own safety, he directly grabbed the sharp tip of the sword, and shouted angrily.

"Vertical Zier dare!"