Chapter 47: The Assassination

In the evening, the Qinglou Tile House is the busiest time of the day.

The most prosperous street in Linjiang resounded one after another, and the whole street seemed to explode, and hundreds of Praetorian Guards ran rampant, chasing a black-clothed masked man, making people on the street turn their backs.

The masked man seemed to have been prepared, endured the sharp pain in his right abdomen, toe lightly, crossed the wall, and disappeared into the night in a few jumps, so high that the Praetorian Guards could only carry out a carpet search on the street like a headless fly, and the man in black ran all the way, turned left and right and ran into the dark alley, and when he turned out, he was already a man in civilian clothes.

He drove his horse all the way wildly, rushed out of the city gate before blocking the city gate, galloped for dozens of miles, and after confirming his safety, he dismounted and leaned against a hidden back slope in the woods, and the blood in his abdomen could not stop flowing out, dyeing his clothes red, his body was a little cold because of excessive blood loss, and he was afraid that he would faint after more than blood.

His clothes were already stuck to the wound, and he bit his arm, lifted the placket of his shirt suddenly, and shivered and sprinkled it with hemostatic powder, bandaged it, and tied a bow.

Wu Zong had been urgently transferred back to the royal courtyard, lying on the bed, his lips were pale, his eyes were dark, and his whole body was weak, this symptom was like indulgence, and dozens of imperial doctors knelt outside.

When the officials of Linjiang heard that the emperor had been assassinated, they didn't care about picking it up, the sedan chair was too slow, and they trotted all the way over and knelt outside the courtyard to plead guilty.

The streets and alleys of Linjiang City have all been under martial law, and the people who go out to play, regardless of whether they are rich children or nobles, have to be checked one by one, which will have been trapped on the street for more than an hour.

No one in Linjiang City could sleep well tonight.

Su Xiaolou in Nanjing City still slept on his back, drooling, got up in the morning, eating small shortbread, drinking millet porridge, breakfast was very good, it was too early, Zhuangzi dangled around, today's work is over, and he went to Goolan Washe to find comfort.

Su Xiaolou, who went to the Qinglou in the morning, was the only one, and when he arrived at the Star Picking Building, Jin Sanniang was so sleepy that he couldn't do it, and he had to receive this master, so he didn't have a good chance to deal with it: "Okay, okay, I will definitely help you publicize your inn in the past two days, Sanniang, I also know a lot of businessmen who go south and north." ”

"It's an inn for the dead, and it's for white things, not for the living."

"Are you Jinyi Wei Yamen angry with Beizhen Fusi? One is in charge of torturing the dead, the other is in charge of collecting and burying people, and the fat and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, is there a lack of virtue? ”

Su Xiaolou's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire Jin Sanniang's business acumen: "You have a good idea, why didn't I expect it, I have the opportunity to have more contact with the group of living Yama kings in the Beizhen Fu Division, as well as the brothers of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, and the Five Cities Terracotta Division, and I have to rely on them to introduce me to business." ”

Jin Sanniang was speechless.

"Hey! What about Qingyan? I haven't seen her in a long time, so I'm going to see her. ”

"Qingyan is not here, he is far away."

"Do you still have a commercial performance in other places, or what's the matter, and you still have to go on a business trip?"

"What are you talking about, stinky boy, it's getting more and more out of tune, I heard that there is a temple in Jiangxi that is particularly spiritual, and Qingyan wants to go and worship."

"What do you ask for?"

"I don't know, she is so lonely, she doesn't fancy gold, silver and jewelry, she is not obsessed with Hongchen, she is obviously free, but she has been in Qinglou for five years, either she sees through Hongchen, or she has obsessions."

Su Xiaolou was shocked in his heart, and said bitterly: "It can't be that you can see through the red dust and go home, right?" ”

"Probably not!"

"She's the one who went?"

"Hmmm! Originally, he was going to bring her a maid and a maid, but Qingyan insisted on going alone. ”

"How can this work, such a beauty who has nothing in the sky and no in the ground, must not be taken away by the bandits and bandits to be the lady of the village, how can you let her go alone? Why don't you tell me, I can be a flower messenger, don't be paid, just promise me. ”

"You are so beautiful, Qingyan is not a weak woman, although she deliberately concealed it, but I can see that she knows some kung fu, I don't know how high or low, it's really an accident, you two can't tell who protects whom!"

Su Xiaolou felt humiliated, the little explosive bag was born with divine power and infinite strength, Yue Qingyan was also equipped with martial arts, how could the women he met be so strong, Su Xiaolou decided, he wanted to practice martial arts, a shame before the snow, righteous martial arts, and become the next oriental ...... Ahh Lonely seeks defeat.

It was another day of happy fishing, when Su Xiaolou and the doglegs were eating hot pot behind closed doors in the house, Yan Baihu came over when he smelled the smell, Yan Baihu was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

After a few glasses of wine, a few people started chatting, and Yan Baihu talked about something he had just heard when he came back from Lei Zhen's envoy: "Do you know? The emperor was assassinated in Linjiang, I heard that he was very sick, but the wounds on the emperor's body were not fatal, but his own foundation was too weak, and he was afraid that it would be ......"

Su Xiaolou was not very surprised, and asked casually, "What assassin?" So powerful. ”

"I heard that it was a woman who took the opportunity to assassinate her while dancing on a cruise ship, and the female assassin was wounded in the abdomen and should not have been able to run far."

"It's so powerful, you can escape under the Imperial City Praetorian Guard, a heroine among women!"

Yan Baihu gave Su Xiaolou a look: "You can't talk nonsense!" Beware that the wall has ears, now that the female assassin is being hunted down by the whole country, if someone with a heart hears it, a conspirator's hat will be buttoned down, and none of us will be able to escape. ”

Uncle Huang asked in a daze, "How much is the bounty?" ”

Yan Baihu stretched out a finger.

"Ten thousand taels?"

Su Xiaolou said: "Uncle Huang, open up the pattern, how can His Majesty's life be worth 10,000 taels today." ”

Yan Baihu said: "One million taels." "Uncle Huang couldn't believe it, one million taels can bury people alive!

When he got home in the evening, Su Xiaolou looked at the table of dishes on the table and fell into deep thought, none of the dishes on this table could see what the raw materials were, Su Xiaolou called Tu Yao, who was serving the dishes, over and said: "Little explosive bag, if you want to poison me, you don't have to work so hard, give me a good time!"

"I'm going to poison you? Do I really want you to be poisoned? Yu Sheng and Lai Qian also nodded beside him.

"And what are you going to do?"

"I also want to be like you Jiangnan women, gentle at home, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I decided, let's start with cooking, try the dishes I made, although the appearance is not good, the taste is definitely not bad, Yusheng said it is not bad."

Su Xiaolou couldn't help but sigh: "Yusheng! You've learned to be sophisticated, not bad!"

"Do you dare to taste it?"

"Don't dare"

only heard the sound of "bang", and the bowl in Tu Yao's hand was crumpled into pieces.

"My blue and white porcelain bowl during the Ming Zhengde period! Gone! Su Xiaolou picked up the chopsticks with the determination to see death as home, picked up a piece of black unknown object, and prepared to stuff it into his mouth under the threat of a small explosive bag.