431: Assassination by the Immortal Bureau

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The top floor of Hanging Temple.

A dozen guards with knives stared at the direction of the wooden windows and stairs with their eagle-like eyes, while the eunuchs waiting nearby did not look good, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"Where has Ye Chong gone?"

"What on earth is he, the commander of the Forbidden Army garrison doing?"

Old Prince Jing snorted heavily, his expression extremely gloomy.

Who would have thought that Commander Ye Zhong of the Kyoto garrison would not be with His Majesty in such a situation today.

Prince Jing turned his head and glanced at Lu Ze. The second prince Li Chengze saw this and his heart suddenly sank.

Lu Ze said directly: "The most difficult thing to guard against is the suspended temple roof. Please put the world first and return to the palace immediately."

Unfortunately, the persuasion of Lu Ze, the crown prince of the East Palace, was of no avail.

Emperor Qing calmly picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The man looked at the scenery outside the window. At this time, he slowly closed his eyes. Emperor Qing spoke. His voice was not loud, but it resounded clearly and loudly in the hearts of everyone on the top floor of the Hanging Temple. .

"I have been assassinated countless times in my life, both overt and covert. Just the heads that were taken out of the palace could build a large temple in front of the Taiqing Palace."

"How could you kids know how powerful the world was back then?"

Emperor Qing suddenly opened his eyes and slowly scanned the crowd, his eyes filled with extremely powerful confidence.

Although the wrinkles on his forehead and the silver threads on his temples began to invade the middle-aged Emperor Qing, this man was still as confident as when he was riding a horse across the world, or even more so than then.

"Today's situation is full of loopholes. You want me to delay the good time for ancestor worship with such a fire that can't be ignited at all?"

"Why are you leaving? I haven't retreated many times in my life."

Lu Ze's heart was calm, and his eyes showed a certain amount of yearning and admiration for the domineering emperor.

But in my heart, I secretly cursed that the fire in Xuankong Temple today was obviously set by Emperor Qing, because on such an important day as the ancestral sacrifice, the person in charge of guarding Xuankong Temple was Ye Chong from the Ye family, but it was a pity that Lu After Ze came to Xuankong Temple today, he didn't feel the presence of this ninth-grade master at all.

The atmosphere on the top floor of the Hanging Temple suddenly became extremely quiet.

Old King Jing seemed to have thought of something because of Emperor Qing's words, and sighed heavily, his figure like an old farmer even more hunched.

The eldest prince was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe today, and his temperament had not changed much since he was officially crowned king.

He took a step forward, saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Father, although there is no thief in this world who has the courage to come to Xuankong Temple to assassinate you, but for the sake of the dragon body, and for the peace of mind of the Queen Mother and the elders downstairs, please Go downstairs."

Emperor Qing admired the eldest prince's outspoken nature.

But this is only from the emperor's point of view. It is precisely because Emperor Qing did not interfere too much with the eldest prince. The second prince Li Chengze was also a prince who was obsessed with poetry and songs. Later, he was simply used as a whetstone. Training has become like this.

Only Eunuch Hou's sharp voice sounded at the right time.

"Since the old slave has served, His Majesty has been assassinated seventy-seven times. Thirteen of them came close to the imperial study, and five times he came within ten steps of His Majesty. Your Majesty never took a step back."

Lu Ze felt that this Eunuch Hou could be a follower of Deyun Society in future generations.

The flattery started quietly... dragon fart.

Until a long time later, there was no movement in the Xuankong Temple. Just when everyone on the top floor thought it was just a fire accident, a sharp cold light suddenly flashed, and the sound of the blade being unsheathed rushed towards Emperor Qing with lightning speed. Come.

There is an assassin!

Everyone on the top floor, who had already relaxed their minds, was horrified.

What's even more unexpected is that this assassin turned out to be one of the dozen guards on the top floor. Maybe he could no longer suppress the murderous intention in his heart, so he chose to use the sword at this time.

Emperor Qing was originally studying the lessons of the third prince, and the sharp sword light flashed towards the two of them.

At this moment, the third prince stood stunned. The little prince, who had looked very elegant at Lu Ze's wedding, seemed to have returned to his normal child behavior. He closed his eyes and screamed.

--ah!

Amidst the screams, the assassin's blade has arrived.

The leaping aura showed that this was an eighth-grade master. Originally, such a master would not be considered a great assassin in the palace. Even the ninth-grade assassins in the palace had killed more than one. The real trouble was that they all Unexpectedly, the assassin was hidden among the guards, so the knife easily broke through the guard circle of the palace guards.

Luze Station is the farthest away.

But he still acted extremely "horrified" and immediately rushed towards the assassin's location.

Lu Ze wanted to see if Emperor Qing would still be hiding his trump card at this time, or would Emperor Qing be extremely ruthless and choose to let his son block the knife?

The sword light did not hit the third prince or Emperor Qing.

Prince Jing, who was closest to Emperor Qing, raised his cuffs. Lu Ze saw an extremely delicate sleeve arrow quickly penetrate the assassin's throat. The blood flowers flashing in the air seemed to be more beautiful than the flowers blooming under the Hanging Temple. He frowned. Emperor Qing took the third prince and took a step back.

The railing in front of the window was cut into two by the afterglow of the sword.

At this time, Emperor Qing had already shown a little bit of reaction and speed that were not ordinary people.

Before they had time to relax, a man dressed in white and holding an ancient sword appeared in the building under the sun. A series of assassinations were staged hand in hand. No one knew when the assassin in white appeared on the top floor.

What's even more troublesome than the assassin just now is that everyone knows that the swordsman in white is a first-rate master.

The guards who stepped forward without fear of death lost their lives almost instantly. Emperor Qing, who was originally boasted by Eunuch Hou for not retreating in the face of assassination, finally took a few steps back quickly.

"Eunuch Hong, help me quickly!"

Hong Sixiang appeared in front of everyone and became the Dinghai Shenzhen.

Although the Qingguo Imperial Palace has never publicly acknowledged that Eunuch Hong is the mysterious Grand Master, speculations have led people to believe that the probability of Eunuch Hong being the Grand Master is quite high.

After Hong Sixiang fought with the assassin in white, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

And it was at this moment that the real killer of this assassination finally appeared. No one could have imagined that the real killer move of this assassination was not the guard from before, nor the swordsman in white with extremely sharp swordsmanship, but came from Yu Qing. Behind the emperor.

The handsome little eunuch who was responsible for serving the wine turned out to be the most vicious killer move.

Even if Hong Sixiang is really a mysterious grand master, it is impossible for him to appear next to Emperor Qing at this time and block Chi Chi's dagger.

The dagger that had been buried in the wooden pillars of the Hanging Temple for who knows how many years still looks extremely sharp. No one knows how many years ago the assassination plan for Emperor Qing started. Such a perfectly coordinated assassination is like a beautiful piece of music. It will generally play the prelude to death.

Lu Ze's voice was loud: "Be careful behind you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Qing frowned and took a stab from behind. The blood on his back gradually stained the bright yellow robe.

At this time, Lu Ze became the closest person to Emperor Qing. He showed the heroic side of the Prince of the East Palace, picked up the copper plate on the altar, stepped forward, and smashed it on the head of the young eunuch. The powerful blow caused the little eunuch to fall to the ground.

Lu Ze glanced at Emperor Qing's back and said hurriedly: "Father..."

Emperor Qing didn't care much about the injury on his back, and just said it was okay.

Fortunately, the little eunuch didn't have any kung fu on him. Lu Ze saw the dagger in his eyes and realized that it might be contaminated with poison. However, Emperor Qing's face was normal. Lu Ze guessed that it was the domineering true spirit in the Grand Master's body. Chi did its job.

His Majesty the Emperor, even if the knife was on his body, he had no intention of taking out his trump card.

Lu Ze couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

On the other side, the white-clothed assassin who was fighting with Mr. Hong saw that the assassination was fruitless, and immediately chose to escape. He tapped his toes on the railing and flew towards the window. Hong Sixiang did not chase him. He was extremely quiet after returning. By Emperor Qing's side, he didn't say a word.

"It is said that Sigu Jian had a younger brother who left home when he was young and disappeared." Emperor Qing said coldly to Hong Sixiang: "I want to see if the two brothers are equally stupid. .”

Hong Sixiang nodded, turned around and ran towards the temple.

Everyone can see that Emperor Qing is really angry this time. He was talking about how he was back then. In the blink of an eye, he encountered such an assassination, and even the dragon body was covered with blood. For Emperor Qing, it is absolutely impossible. It is a great shame and humiliation.

The guards and eunuchs who were originally responsible for the emperor's safety turned pale. Even Eunuch Hou was kneeling in front of His Majesty. The trembling people didn't know how the damage to His Majesty's dragon body would change their fate.

The eldest prince also knelt before Emperor Qing.

"Father, my son and ministers are incompetent."

"It frightened my father, and even..."

The eldest prince's expression was dark. He didn't react at all when the assassin assassinated him. Even the prince who had been in the imperial city for a long time showed the heroic and fearless side of the royal children. On the contrary, he, who had killed many enemies on the front line, did not react. .

When the second prince saw this, they all knelt down to apologize.

Emperor Qing did not mean to blame, and shook his head: "This assassination was one after another. It was obviously not planned in a short time. Although you are my sons, it is natural that you did not react for a while. Don't think too much. .”

At this time, Emperor Qing suddenly thought of something and asked Prince Jing, who didn't look very good-looking: "That sleeve arrow just now?"

Prince Jing did not answer, but nodded silently.

Emperor Qing understood and looked incomprehensible.

It turned out to be the small object she gave away back then, but she didn't expect it to be used on me today.

Lu Ze vaguely noticed that Emperor Qing seemed to be heavier at this moment than when he was just assassinated.

Soon after the attic was cleaned up, the ministers downstairs went upstairs. Emperor Qing gently hugged the seriously frightened third prince and glanced at the ministers upstairs.

"I'm fine."

"My lords, don't worry too much."

At this moment, Emperor Qing still lost his previous anger, and his face was calm, as if the assassination just now had never happened. Although at this moment, the blood was still deeply soaked in the wooden boards of the hanging temple, and Emperor Qing's back was soaked in blood. He was bleeding, but he stopped the imperial doctor from coming to treat him.

"The ancestor worship remains as usual."

These four simple words showed Emperor Qing's pride.

Even though he had just experienced such a dangerous serial assassination, he returned to his usual appearance after getting angry, not caring at all about what had just happened. The emperor did not seem to care much about all the appearances that had happened in the past.

In this way, this time the Xuankong Temple had a very unusual royal ancestral sacrifice.

........

The car curtains fluttered slightly with the wind, and the car ride back to Kyoto was like a long queue. The scenery outside the official road no longer seemed as bright as when it came. The news of His Majesty's assassination became a big concern. The high mountains weighed on everyone's hearts.

Lin Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Lu Ze's story.

There was worry in her eyes.

Not only for the emperor's uncle who was injured in the assassination, but also for Lu Ze beside him.

In the future, Lu Zeke will also be the lord of the Qing Kingdom, which means that the husband next to him may also encounter such dangerous assassinations in the future. How can Wan'er, as a wife, not worry.

Lu Ze pinched her increasingly rounded face and kissed it directly.

Lin Wan'er spat at Lu Ze, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Why don't you see Commander Ye today?"

Lu Ze shook his head: "I don't know where Ye Zhong went."

Wan'er covered her mouth in shock.

"this..."

She couldn't help but feel worried for her friend's father.

No matter what the reason is, it is a fact that His Majesty was assassinated today, and Ye Chong, who was responsible for this ancestor sacrifice, did not show up for a long time. This reason alone is enough to trample this pillar of the Ye family who has made countless contributions to the ground, and Still the kind that never gets over.

"Ye Chong is not from Hutu."

"Right now, the capital is not stable, and this ancestral sacrifice is the most important event of the year. It is impossible for him to leave his post without permission."

"unless..."

Wan'er and Lu Ze had a clear understanding of each other, and she took over the conversation with bright eyes: "Unless he was ordered to do other errands?"

Lu Ze nodded, watching Wan'er's face gradually improve, but did not explain to her how the Ye family might end this time.

The initial fire was started by His Majesty himself. The purpose was to get the Ye family to hand over the power to guard the capital. Because of the marriage between the second prince and Ye Ling'er, Emperor Qing did not allow the prince to have the status of a prime minister. With his help, he would not accept the marriage of the second prince to the Ye family who controlled the Kyoto garrison.

Although Emperor Qing's handwriting doesn't look so decent.

"Chen Pingping..."

"This old guy is finally starting to test things out."

"I have to add some leftover ingredients."

...

It's night.

A man in black, blindfolded by a black cloth, walked out of the East Palace Mansion.

Lu Ze looked at the silly girl dressed up like this and nodded: "It really looks like her."