###097 Moonlit Night Assassin

The summer breeze and the scent of potpourri, the light rain in the south washes the scenery.

Begonias support the willows and turn the blue waves, and the warbler shakes the sheng spring when speaking.

This song sings about the prosperous place in the southeast - Hezhou. After Hezhou and then south is Tongling, most of the people in Hezhou are Qi people from the ancestors, the population is pure, so the folk customs are also the best in the southeast.

Although the prosperity of Hezhou is not as good as that of Jinling, it is also a splendid city, full of sunshine. If it is said that the warm wind makes tourists drunk, I am afraid that Hezhou is better than Jinling, compared with Jinling, the climate of Hezhou is warmer, and the winter time is shorter.

Riding horses and whipping to Hezhou, the three princes and a group of more than 500 people were exhausted, and they wanted to rest here for a day and then go through Tongling. At such a speed, the time to arrive in Yan Kingdom can be one day earlier than the emperor set. Xiao Jin didn't dare to be slack, so he asked his entourage Liu Wuleng to take the Tianqiong Flower Tube with him from time to time, and he couldn't leave his hand even if he fell asleep in the car.

Although Liu Wuleng's name doesn't sound like a clever person, and he still stutters a little when he speaks, he is still reliable. For Xiao Jin, except for Wei Bing and Ye Xiaolou, all the people may be deliberately arranged by the eldest prince or Princess Qi by his side, for various purposes, but he has been in the palace before, and the most that Princess Qi has done is to let him not be appreciated in front of the emperor, weaken his ability, and make the current emperor's heart inclined to the eldest prince Xiao Yu.

Such a trick is also common in the royal family, and Xiao Jin has been used to it for so many years, as long as he is cautious and does not fight for fame and fortune, he can still live a stable life.

That's all Xiao Jin wanted in his heart. Sima Taishi's prediction of the two sons according to the Big Dipper is just a joke.

However, some people made an article about this joke, and some people didn't like it, and Sima Taishi died because of it.

The struggle for power is fiercer than the evil and the poison, since the battle for the territory of the city, which time has not turned the world upside down, the war is facing each other, and the people are not happy.

He just wants to live in peace, and he only wants the people to live in peace, he hopes that everyone in the world can understand that Xiao Jin has no interest in the throne, he will never compete with the eldest prince for the status of the crown prince, and he will never collude with the party for power, solicit guests, and intrigue.

He reads because he likes to know the stories of his predecessors, the way of Confucius and Mencius, and the demeanor of the princes.

He strokes the piano because the lonely heart only listens to itself.

He never complained, because he never did anything that didn't work.

He had only one friend, and that person was as intimidating as he was. Sometimes Xiao Jin thinks that if that person becomes an emperor one day, will he be a good emperor, and will he make everyone's life interesting.

Thinking of this, he showed a smile and reflected it on the tent.

The moonlight is slanting, the curtain is moving, it is a good time to kill.

Assassins kill people, thieves take treasures, each with its own job.

The wind rises, and the knife falls.

But the blood did not spill out.

There were two more men in the tent, one wearing a mask and the other covering his face with a cloth, both with knives.

The same knife, a swift and peculiar, spicy shot, just over one move, one move after another, one style is invincible, and then three more styles, the move is deadly, and the style is pressing.

The other one, flat out, flat block, and flat moves, not in a hurry.

The ground covered with sand and gravel and rough stones shimmered in the moonlight, and between the flow of knife light, the cold sword qi met the flying rainbow knife shadow.

Wei Bing raised his sword to protect Xiao Jin from a distance to watch the battle, but Xiao Jin was calm, as if the assassin was not the person he wanted to kill, and as if the assassin had just gone to the wrong place and mistakenly broke into his camp.

"Nightingale is too slow to strike, why not kill him with one sword. Wei Bing said hurriedly.

Xiao Jin responded softly: "Nightingale's Qingjiao knife technique focuses on both offense and defense, if the opponent can't hurt Nightingale within three rounds, this person won't be able to take any advantage even if he fights with Nightingale until dawn." It is also two knives, one is vicious, and the trick is to go to the key point, although he covers his face, but at a glance, he knows that he must be a young man, and he doesn't understand the reason for retreating into attack. ”

"You mean Nightingale is deliberately delaying?" Wei Bing was puzzled.

Xiao Jin nodded approvingly.

"Why?"

"A dead man can't ask questions. There was still approval in his eyes.

Now that the nightingale has arrived, Ye Xiaolou is afraid that he will not come. Thinking of this, a touch of gloom loomed under Xiao Jin's flashing eyes.

The knife is in its sheath. The knife that can't be sheathed has only one end.

Lost the owner forever.

Xiao Jin looked serious, and just wanted to talk to the nightingale, a small group of soldiers hurried over, raised torches and bowed their heads, and said, "Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, are you okay?"

Seeing that the soldiers were all lazy and tired, Xiao Jin said angrily: "It's okay, let General Lin not come, there's nothing wrong with me, just a passing bandit, already dead." You go and see what's wrong with Special Envoy Liu. ”

After listening to the third prince's words, and seeing that he was safe and sound, the soldiers of the squad turned around and left. Wei Bing was not angry, and scolded: "Just like this, you still want to fight against the Southern Wu Naval Division? Southern Wu has been training every day for more than ten years, and those soldiers are originally masters of water fishing. ”

Xiao Jin didn't stop it, but just let Wei Bing complain, and when the nightingale appeared in the camp again, Xiao Jin first asked if the nightingale was injured, and then asked Ye Xiaolou if something had happened.

Both questions nightingale shook his head.

"Your Highness, I didn't kill him. Nightingale said sincerely.

"I know. ”

"He died on his own, in a very peculiar way. ”

There was a hint of coldness in the nightingale's eyes. Drawing a cast-iron sword, the tip of the knife reaching the assassin's chest, and with a light blow, the tight black tunic spread out in all directions, revealing a blush on his chest.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Jin frowned, not understanding the connection between the color of his chest and the nightingale's words.

"I will explain to you that the wound under this red is not the wound I received in the fight with me today, but the wound I received a day or two ago. ”

"It's not hard to understand, maybe he was on another assassination mission yesterday, and it's normal for someone who kills people for a living to have injuries on their bodies. ”

Wei Bing's words are not unreasonable. So the nightingale said: "If it is an ordinary injury, it can naturally be explained in this way, but this piece of subcutaneous bruise is not an injury caused by an external force, nor is it caused by the qi of the sword." Rather, it slowly grows out of his body. ”

Xiao Jin seemed to understand what the nightingale meant, glanced out of the tent, and after making sure that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said, "What do you mean, is it Gu poison?"

Nightingale nodded slightly, "I doubt it too. There is a ninety percent chance that it is a six-point Gu. ”