Jinling City, Post House
Jia Heng turned over and dismounted, throwing the reins to the Jin-yi guards beside him. His eyes were filled with evil intent under his sword-shaped brows, and his face was as cold as iron. He said to Li Shu: "Send the order and dispatch the cavalry from the Jiangnan Camp to block the pass of Jinling City. Use Tiqi to search and hunt, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will still find the assassin."
Li Shu raised his hand and said yes, and then ordered a few personal guards to go to work.
He raised his eyes and glanced in the direction where King Chu was. Seeing that King Chu had an ugly face and was surrounded by guards, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, as long as King Chu is fine, no matter who dies today, the problem will be under control.
Otherwise, if the king of Chu, a close vassal, is successfully assassinated, the world will definitely be in uproar, and he will be implicated to some extent.
After all, he is the Commander-in-Chief in Imperial Guards, so he still has a certain responsibility to check for corruption, although this responsibility is not unlimited and cannot be forced upon others.
Of course, he had many errands and had to deal with many things. Just now he was inspecting Zhen's house, so such omissions were inevitable.
Moreover, this time it was King Chu who made the right decision. In order to facilitate his actions and avoid being monitored, King Chu expelled and alienated the guards of Jinyi Mansion, which gave the assassin a chance to act.
Therefore, in this assassination incident, the personal guards of the Chu Palace were responsible for guarding and protecting the King of Chu, and they had greater responsibilities.
Of course, the most important thing above is that King Chu was safe and sound after all.
but……
When Jia Heng heard the bursts of heart-rending cries, he turned to look at Zhen Qing, whose shoulders were twitching and almost crying into tears. His eyes were fixed, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart.
At this moment, a sharp blade suddenly fell on the back of Chen Chun, the eldest son of the King of Chu, and blood was gurgling from his body. A child of this age would have been prone to death.
"Come here, look for the imperial doctor quickly, look for the imperial doctor." Jia Heng looked around and shouted loudly.
No matter what Chen Chun is doing at the moment, it's hard to talk about anything else except for personnel matters.
After seeing Jia Heng arrive, the King of Chu, accompanied by Liao Xian and Feng Ci, went down the stairs. His face was ashen, and he seemed to be scared and murmuring, and said: "Uncle Yong Ning, there is an assassin, catch the assassin." !”
He seemed to be still immersed in the shocking scene just now, and the feeling that death was so close made King Chu feel lingering fear.
Then, seeing Zhen Qing lying on the ground holding Chen Chun's head and crying loudly, King Chu knelt down, feeling depressed and with red eyes. He stretched out his hand to support Zhen Qing's shoulder and said: "Princess, Chun'er, he …”
Several palace maids and nuns also gathered around King Chu Zhen Qing. The north wind blew for a while, and the weather seemed to get a little colder.
King Chu was about to help Zhen Qing, but when he saw a tearful face, he was startled.
What kind of eyes did they have? The narrow clear eyes were full of resentment, the cheeks were as pale as paper, and the red lips were bitten to the point of bleeding, like a wounded lioness, silent.
If he hadn't pushed Chun'er away just now, how could Chun'er...
Ah, ah...she hates it so much!
Zhen Qing's mood was almost broken at this moment. The pain of losing her beloved, the previous selfishness of King Chu, and the shattering of the deepest hope in her heart... were almost like poisonous snakes biting the beauty's heart.
Seeing this scene, Jia Heng couldn't help but sigh.
It was difficult for him to comfort Zhen Qing at this time. The despair and hostility that filled him could tear everyone in front of him into pieces.
At this moment, everyone was busy placing Chen Chun's body in the hall and covering it with a pair of small quilts. The faces of the female officials serving around him were full of sadness.
Zhen Qing also came to the house with the support of several female officials. She looked at her son who had his eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping. Her eyes were dim with tears and she shouted sternly: "Chun'er, my Chun'er, wake up and look. Look at me as my mother."
A female officer stretched out a finger to examine Chen Chun, touched the wing of his nose, and was trembling with fear. There was some crying in her voice, and said: "Princess, the young prince is gone."
Zhen Qing seemed to have collapsed to the extreme. She finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted. The female officer on the side quickly stepped forward to help her.
Seeing this, Jia Heng's expression paused and he said, "Looking for the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor."
King Chu was also stamping his feet anxiously beside him, like an ant on a hot pot. At this moment, this elegant young prince seemed to have lost his soul, with a look of dejection on his face.
This is his only child.
At this moment, there was another chaos, and everyone started to lift Zhen Qing to the bed in a hurry.
"Don't crowd together to prevent the breath from being blocked." Jia Heng said in a deep voice.
When everyone heard this, the female officials and nuns who had gathered around Zhen Qing gradually dispersed.
Jia Heng looked at the tear-stained face. The beautiful and charming beauty in the past seemed like a rose that was about to wither and wither at any moment.
The loss of her biological son undoubtedly hit Zhen Qing hard.
In fact, Jia Heng still didn't know that not only the child's tragedy, but also her husband's escape reaction when he was in trouble, made Zhen Qing's heart sink into the ice valley, and she was completely doomed.
Chen Xiao was hiding among the guards in Jinyi Mansion. He saw this scene from a distance and secretly shook his head.
She didn't know that Chen Yuan was so bold before. She thought he was going to assassinate her cousin, but she didn't want to attack the King of Chu.
Yes, as long as the assassination of the King of Chu is successful, the cousin will also be affected to some extent. After all, it happened in Jiangnan.
But now that the prince was involved in the assassination, it was a bit reluctant to implicate his cousin.
The King of Chu lost his soul, looked at Jia Heng with a pale face, and said bitterly: "Uncle Yong Ning, I will kill these assassins and the mastermind behind them with a thousand knives!"
Although there was resentment deep down in my heart towards the poor protection of the Jinyi Mansion guards, it was hard to say it in front of Jia Heng at this moment.
Because after the King of Chu moved out of Zhen's house, the guards of the Jinyi Mansion assigned a large number of personal guards to protect the King of Chu. They were afraid that something would happen, but they didn't want to be rejected by the King of Chu himself.
Jia Heng looked at King Chu and comforted him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, we will still find these thieves."
With that said, Jia Heng asked: "Your Majesty, the assassins outside have been killed by the officers and soldiers, but first let's talk about how these assassins rushed to the post house, and the assassins rushed to the front, and the personal guards in the palace Where is it?"
In fact, the main responsibility for the assassination of the King of Chu was naturally the inability of the Dian army to protect him. The Chen-Han vassals had their own guards, but it was only because the King of Chu was in Jinling that he seemed to be partly responsible for the Jinyi Palace Guards.
As for wanting to implicate him? He is not a god, he cannot predict the future, and he cannot personally protect the King of Chu despite his busy schedule.
Moreover, the Zhen family was being searched under orders, and the Jinyi Palace Guards had been sent to keep an eye on it. It was the King of Chu who insisted on resisting the protection of the Jinyi Palace Guards.
Of course, if the King of Chu is fine, he will not rashly turn his anger on himself.
As for people with ulterior motives who want to throw dirty water out of nowhere, he can only say that for him now, being a prince is not enough!
At this time, Duan Dianjun came to the wing with a worried look on his face. The sound of heavy footsteps filled the air with the smell of blood. He cupped his hands towards King Chu and said, "Your Majesty."
King Chu looked at the injured Duan Dianjun angrily and asked, "Where are the other assassins?"
"The assassin fled along the lake into the city, and the Jinyi Palace Guards and the Royal Palace Guards are searching for him!" Duan Dianjun said loudly.
Although Guo Yizhen just led two subordinates with strong martial arts skills to jump over the wall and escape, Liu Jixian led a team of Jinyifu guards who refused to let go and vowed to capture these assassins and bring them to justice.
Jia Heng's expression remained unchanged and he said in a deep voice: "Li Shu, immediately have the Tiqi search the entire city and mobilize the detectives and executioners from the Town and Fu Division to search for the assassin."
Xiaoxiao must know the details, and I need to ask Xiaoxiao later, but now I can't even mention it.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance in the direction of Chen Xiao, and met those clear and tranquil eyes, which seemed unmoved.
Seeing this, Jia Heng quickly looked away, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Xiaoxiao naturally has no sympathy for the King of Chu, and she has no good impression of Zhen Qing.
"The doctor is here, here he is."
At this moment, following the noisy voices of the nuns and female officials outside, several imperial doctors came from the outside and came into the wing. They were shocked to see the prince of Chu, Chen Chun, covered with a quilt.
The imperial physician stepped forward to take his pulse and check Chen Chun's injuries. His brows furrowed more and more tightly. He looked at each other, shook his head, sighed, and said, "My lord, my condolences."
King Chu closed his eyes tightly and couldn't bear to look.
The female officer had already checked it out just now and already knew the situation.
The chief clerk, Feng Ci, said: "The princess is still in bed, and she is being diagnosed and treated."
The imperial doctor had an old face and looked at Chu Princess Zhen Qing who was sitting on the bed beside him, surrounded by female officials and nannies.
Jia Heng looked around and said in a deep voice: "The rest of the crowd will stay away for the time being."
Immediately, the guards in the house and Duan Dianjun all left the house and stood outside waiting, their expressions ugly.
The gray-haired old doctor named Fu, led by the female officer, came to the bed with curtains all around. Under the service of the female officer, he placed his hand on the pulse of Zhen Qing's wrist.
After a while, the imperial doctor surnamed Fu frowned, and then shook his head. A trace of doubt gradually appeared in his old eyes. He then shook his head, looked at King Chu and said: "Your Majesty, the princess's pulse is stable, she just suffered a little fright, old man Prescribe a prescription, take two or three doses, and it will be fine."
The pulse was smooth and fast, somewhat like a happy pulse, but I had just lost a close relative, so I guess it was a time when I was mentally and physically exhausted, so it might have been a misjudgment.
King Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt a little sad.
Liao Xian prepared the pen and ink and asked the imperial doctor named Fu to prescribe medicine, and then asked someone to seal the money and prepare the medicine according to the prescription.
But at this moment, Zhen Qing had already "squeaked" and woke up. Her eyes were slightly absent-minded under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, and she looked at the top of the curtain on the bed. Tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes, with a sad look on her face.
Chun'er, Chun'er.
Her Chun'er...
The beauty seemed to be surrounded by an endless tide of darkness, which almost instantly submerged her heart.
In fact, in the original work of Red Mansions, it seems to be some kind of mysterious karma.
When the beauty in the palace resorted to sneaky ways to harm the women who were closely related to the King of Chu, even causing the pregnant Concubine Liu to have multiple miscarriages and remain childless for the rest of her life, the King of Chu only had one son, so it seemed that this was lurking. The day has come.
At this moment, Jia Heng turned to look at the beauty, sighed softly, looked at King Chu, and said: "Your Majesty, Jinyi Mansion will investigate this matter in the past few days, and I will also keep an eye on this matter." , Jinyifu guards and soldiers from the Jiangnan camp will be deployed around the post house to ensure the personal safety of the prince."
The King of Chu felt sad and whispered: "It's all thanks to Ziyu."
Now that the matter has come to this, it will not help to get angry at others for no reason. Moreover, Chun'er... he didn't know what was going on before, it was just like a strange thing.
The guards of Jinyi Mansion offered protection before, but he... was confused for a moment.
In fact, in the early Han Dynasty, there was a man named Liu Bang who abandoned his children several times in order to escape for his life. The instinct of people to survive is often difficult to understand.
Jia Heng didn't say much else. He glanced at Zhen Qing who was lying on the bed. Although he wanted to hold Mopan in his arms for comfort, he couldn't do so at this moment.
After all, she is someone else's wife.
Jia Heng looked silent and walked straight out of the post house, asking, "Li Shu, let someone search the bodies to see if there are any clues left on the bodies of these criminals."
As he said that, he stared at Chen Xiao who was not far away, his eyes were a little dark, and he ordered the bodyguard: "Go back."
When he went back, he wanted to ask Xiaoxiao why he didn't tell him about such a big matter before.
The clear eyes under Chen Xiao's beautiful eyebrows were condensed, with a silent expression. He turned on his horse, glanced at the cold-faced young man, and sighed quietly in his heart.
At this moment, in the entire post house, the Tiqi of the Jinyi Mansion Guards have been protected on three levels inside and three outside, and the soldiers and horses of the Jiangnan Camp have also set up checkpoints at the main roads and passes around the post house.
At this moment, the news of King Chu's assassination spread almost like a gust of wind throughout Jinling City in the evening. At the pass where the Zhen family was raided, Chen Chun, the eldest son of King Chu, was assassinated.
Ningguo Mansion
Jia Heng entered the flower hall in the backyard. Princess Xianning and Princess Qinghe Li Chanyue came towards her. They looked at the boy in the python suit with worried eyes, smelled a pungent smell of blood, and said, "Sir, how are you doing over there, Brother King Chu?" ?”
Jia Heng looked solemn and said: "There is nothing wrong with the King of Chu. It's just that the prince of Chu was assassinated."
Princess Xianning's expression suddenly changed and she said, "This...why is this so tragic?"
Jia Heng sighed and muttered: "The assassin was very cunning. He sneaked from the lake to the vicinity of the post house. The guards around King Chu were careless and took advantage of him."
Princess Xianning said: "Sir, where is this assassin from?"
Jia Heng's eyes were a little deeper, he glanced at Chen Xiao and said, "It's hard to say now. We'll wait until news of the Jinyi Mansion's investigation comes later."
Jia Heng said, turned to look at Chen Xiao, and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, follow me to the study room and look through the files."
Chen Xiaoming's eyes flashed and he responded gently.
Here, Princess Xianning moved her steps and was about to catch up with Jia Heng. When she raised her eyes, she saw the young man said with a serious look on his face: "Xianning, you and Chan Yue go to the backyard and talk to Sister Yun and Third Sister."
At this moment, Baochai and Daiyu were probably also worried about his affairs.
Indeed, as Jia Heng expected, in the backyard and in the inner hall, a group of orioles and swallows, wearing hairpin skirts and coats, gathered together, talking in low voices, with worries on their faces.
When Baochai heard the maid in front talking about the assassination of King Chu, she immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. If King Chu was assassinated in Jinling, Jia Heng, who was the governor of Jinling, would also be affected to a certain extent.
At this moment, Baochai, Xiangyun, and Tanchun were sitting together, discussing in low voices, with mostly worried looks on their faces.
Tan Chun sat on the embroidered pier and said softly: "It's so good, how could the King of Chu be assassinated?"
Baoqin whispered: "How could this assassin assassinate the King of Chu?"
Xiangyun said softly: "I heard that assassins assassinated Brother Heng when he was in Yangzhou? There are quite a lot of assassins in Jiangnan."
At this moment, a maid entered the hall, faced everyone's gaze, and said, "The uncle just came back and is in the study at the moment."
In the study, the soft winter sunlight filtered down from the window lattice and shone on the tabletop.
Just after entering the study, Jia Heng turned around, stared at Chen Xiao with sharp eyes, and asked, "What's going on?"
A few days ago, he felt that Xiaoxiao was hiding something from her. Was he planning this?
This...is a bit too much.
Chen Xiao frowned, met the young man's gaze with his clear eyes, and asked, "What's going on?"
Jia Heng asked: "Xiaoxiao, are these people who assassinated people from the White Lotus Sect?"
Chen Xiaoxiu frowned, turned her head aside, avoided the young man's eyes, and said softly: "Yes and no."
Jia Heng took the girl's hand and said, "Talk to me."
"They were sent by King Zhao's son. They originally wanted to assassinate King Chu. I thought they were here to assassinate you." Chen Xiao explained.
"The son of Prince Zhao?" Jia Heng's eyes were a little gloomy, and murderous intent surged in his heart, and he asked, "Where is he now?"
Chen Xiao whispered: "I don't know where he is hiding now. I didn't know anything about this matter before, otherwise... I would have stopped it."
Jia Heng's expression paused and he said, "The son of King Zhao came to Jinling secretly. Why didn't you tell me before?"
Now that the son of King Zhao has found the source, he can explain it to Emperor Chongping.
"I just learned about their true purpose. How can I tell you?" Chen Xiao raised his clear eyes and looked at the young man and said, "As soon as I found out, I came here to look for you."
Jia Heng stared at Chen Xiao and said softly: "Then tell me where they settled? Or you can have some clues."
"I ran away before. They were on guard against me." Chen Xiao said in a clear voice. Seeing the young man's slightly cold eyes, he pursed his pink lips and couldn't help but explain: "I really don't know."
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Chen Xiao, was silent for a while, and said softly: "I believe you."
When Chen Xiao heard this, he pursed his lips slightly, and a warm current surged in his heart. He asked uncertainly: "It won't have any impact on you this time, right?"
"There will always be some influence, but it has nothing to do with the overall situation." Jia Heng looked at Chen Xiao and whispered softly. Seeing the quiet face as beautiful as snow, he suddenly took his slender hand, gently brought it into his arms, and came close to it. On pink lips.
Chen Xiao was startled for a moment, closed his slightly absent-minded eyes, and felt a bit of trembling warmth. After an unknown amount of time, his slender hands climbed onto Jia Heng's shoulders.
Jia Heng left the girl and felt the coolness of the mint between his lips and teeth. He looked at the beautiful girl and said softly: "Next time, tell me in advance so that you can take precautions and don't do it alone."
Xiaoxiao still didn't completely trust him before. If she told him her worries about King Zhao's son in advance, maybe he could take precautions early.
A slight blush quietly appeared on the sides of Chen Xiaoyan's snow-like cheeks. Her originally cold and bright eyes had hidden a bit of tenderness. She looked at the young man who turned around and came to the desk and asked, "What are you going to do now?"
Jia Heng took a writing brush and dipped it in ink on the inkstone, and whispered: "Give the narrative memorial to the emperor and tell him about the assassination, otherwise all kinds of rumors will fly again."
This matter actually bothered Emperor Chongping a little. He had just ordered the Zhen family to be raided, and as a result, the child born to Concubine Zhen died in infancy.
To put it a bit cold-blooded, he might have some sympathy for the King of Chu and the Zhen family.
When Chen Xiao heard this, his beautiful face was startled. He looked at the young man in the python suit, and his heart felt complicated for a moment.
He walked up to Jia Heng, picked up the inkstone, and whispered, "I'll grind the ink for you."
At this moment, Qingwen held a lantern in her hand and said softly: "Master, it's time to hold the lantern."
As she said that, Qingwen took off the lantern cover, lit the candle, looked at the young man who was writing at the desk, and said softly: "Master, Miss Lin sent someone to ask whether Master will have dinner later."
Jia Heng said: "I'll go there when I finish writing. Prepare hot water. I'll go there after taking a shower."
At this moment, he was smelling of blood and needed to change his clothes.
(End of chapter)
