Sonorous!
The swords clashed, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.
Then there was a loud noise, and the two figures were shot back.
Yang Que stood next to Li Changkong. The knife was broken in his hand and he was trembling slightly. However, the one arm holding the knife was as steady as a mountain.
The black sword, on the other hand, flew out like an arrow from the string, smashing through several back walls of the alley one after another, kicking up billowing dust.
What happens between the two of them is a matter of judgment.
Yang Que frowned slightly when he saw the dust flying around. He turned his hand around the knife, and strong winds blew around him, blowing away the dust.
But at this moment, the black sword is nowhere to be seen.
"Hmph, you cowardly guy can run quite fast." Yang Que snorted coldly, with some disdain.
"Thank you so much, Yang Shibo, for saving me this time." Li Changkong sincerely thanked him.
"Why are you talking about this? Let your father find a few more bottles of good wine for me some other time. It will be more useful than anything else."
"It's easy to talk about it. If my father can't be found, I will ask for it from His Highness the Crown Prince. Yang Shibo has put in so much effort, so drinks will be indispensable. You can get as much as you want."
"It's just Shibo, can you help me take a look at Lao Jia? In order to save me, he used his body to forcefully remove the sword from the assassin's hand. Is there any serious harm?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Que walked up to Jia Taisui, raised his right hand palm that was already bloody, and said, "It's poisonous."
"It's poisonous! What sequelae will it leave behind?" Li Changkong suddenly felt something bad in his heart.
"Poison is poisonous. Even if this right arm is removed, what will happen? Just like the predecessors, one arm can also become a top master." Jia Taisui didn't care. From the day he made up his mind to destroy Bei Yuan, he He has already put life and death aside.
Moreover, Li Changkong's push at the critical moment shocked him greatly.
It's not a loss to lose an arm for such a brother.
"Tsk, tsk, are you making fun of me with your words?" Yang Que pretended to be displeased.
"How can I dare to say anything senior said?"
"Okay, although it is poisonous, it doesn't look like a strange poison. Spend some money and find a better doctor to take a look, and it should be cured."
Hearing this, Li Changkong breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Uncle Shi."
"When I get some good wine from His Highness the Crown Prince, I will personally deliver it to Shi Bo."
"Tsk, if you say that, I take it seriously. I have never tasted the taste of this tribute wine. The last time I drank it was more than ten years ago."
"Take it seriously! You must take it seriously! No matter who my nephew is lying to, I can't lie to you, Uncle Shi."
"Your mouth is much smarter than your father's. No wonder you can become General Anbei at such a young age."
"If you go to Northern Xinjiang again in the future, remember to call me."
"Okay, don't worry about the old man anymore. It's better to deal with your brother's hand as soon as possible and go to the medical center as soon as possible."
"Okay! Shibo, please walk slowly."
When Yang Que heard this, he nodded, and then disappeared into the alley after a few ups and downs.
"Get up, do you know Jishitang? I am also a member of Lao Zhang's shop. They have a lot of medicinal materials and a lot of doctors. It's hard to find other shops this late at night. After all, my own shop is reliable, so go first. Let me show it to you." As he said that, Li Changkong pulled Jia Taisui up and put it on his shoulders, while grinning: "No, why is it so heavy like you bastard?"
When Jia Taisui heard this, he didn't say anything. He just scratched his head with his good left hand and laughed innocently.
"Steward Yang, what are you doing standing there? Pick up the silver halberd and leave."
Butler Yang, who was already in his fifties, looked at the silver halberd weighing nearly a hundred kilograms on the ground, and then at his thin and old shoulders, and suddenly felt like crying without tears.
Master, I think you are just making things difficult for me!
…
Inside Prince Jing’s Mansion.
The black sword fell from the sky and fell to the ground.
He was dressed in black, already stained red with blood.
He opened his mouth to speak, but he spurted out two large mouthfuls of blood first, and then said: "There are experts protecting him, I am no match."
King Jing looked at this scene, frowning slightly and looking a little ugly.
He knew the strength of Black Sword. In this capital city, apart from Ji Ling, the President of the Royal Forest Army, and Zhang Xun, the Duke of Ding, there was probably only one Yang Que left who could definitely defeat him.
"Hmph, Yang Que didn't die at the hands of Tuoba Feng in Northern Xinjiang, but he also had his arm broken. He was as panic-stricken as a bereaved dog."
"If you dare to go against me now, I'm afraid your life will be too long."
Hearing this, Zi Yi shook his head and said, "Yang Que is from a humble background and his body is like grass. His martial arts skills are not world-famous."
"But he managed to live his own life with his own style. Even though his arm was broken back then, he was different from Li Zhufeng."
"Li Zhufeng's martial arts skills are only 70% or 70%, but most of his strength has been lost."
"Yang Que spent more than ten years practicing a one-armed sword. His strength is even more terrifying. Now compared with the likes of Zhang Han and Ji Ling, he is probably indistinguishable."
"With this person's protection, I'm afraid Li Changkong won't be able to kill him."
"Besides, assassination is all about succeeding with one strike and retreating if it fails."
"Now that the situation has reached this level, even if Li Changkong is really killed, His Highness will not be able to retreat."
When King Jing heard this, his brows furrowed even more tightly and his face became even more embarrassed, but he had to admit that Zi Yi was right.
"What about that?"
"The reason why Your Highness wants to kill Li Changkong is because of the dispute with the Crown Prince."
"If His Highness can defeat the Crown Prince directly, then it won't matter whether Li Changkong kills or not."
"Hmph, that's easy to say. Now that I have no advantage in the court, how can I defeat the prince?"
Not only does it have no advantages, it even has some disadvantages.
Hearing this, Ziyi shook his head: "Your Highness, sometimes, you can't just focus on the court, the people are equally important!"
"Your Majesty, today, puts the people first and the king first."
"If all the people in the world support His Highness to ascend to the throne, no matter how powerful the prince is in the court, what's the use?"
"Besides, His Highness is already well-known among the people. On the other hand, the Crown Prince and Li Changkong did not have a good reputation in their early years."
"Using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses is the best strategy!"
After hearing this, King Jing's eyes lit up, his face improved slightly, he nodded and said, "What Ziyi said is very reasonable."
"It's just that with my current reputation, it's not enough to shake the crown prince's position."
"Reputation is something that needs to be accumulated over time. I'm afraid it will be difficult to accumulate it in a short period of time."
"Unless... some special means are used." King Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and fell into deep thought.
After a long time, the two looked at each other and almost said six words in unison: "Tianyi Jiao, Chen Qianyuan!"
