After all four assassins were dead, Xu Weizhou looked at Zhan Yirong.
Then he looked at Zhan Yirong, a little crazy.
Although Xu Weizhou had saved him just now, his vision was a little too much.
Yang Wuhui immediately walked up to Xu Weizhou and asked with concern: "Brother Xu, are you okay?"
Xu Weizhou said; "That..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Wuhui continued: "It's okay, this is Nan Xia Zhan Zhao's only daughter, Princess Yiping!"
When he heard that it was about showing off his appearance, Xu Weizhou immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Xu Weizhou, the judge of Dali Temple, has met His Highness the Princess!"
Zhan Yirong nodded slightly, then looked at Yang Wuhui.
She said with a look of annoyance: "I told you not to run away easily. If I arrive even a little late today, you will die here!"
Yang Wuhui smiled and replied: "Actually, it's not that serious. I believe that even if Brother Xu fights to die, I won't be hurt at all."
Xu Weizhou couldn't answer this, mainly because Yang Wuhui had already blocked him here with words before.
Xu Weizhou asked curiously: "Mr. Yang, who wants to kill you?"
Yang Wuhui walked over and patted Xu Weizhou gently, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.
"Brother Xu, we are now close friends. You don't need to call me husband. I have no virtue in letting you call me husband. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Yang!"
Xu Weizhou was not hypocritical and said: "Brother Yang, why do these people want to kill you? Is it because of Mr. Lan's case?"
Yang Wuhui explained: "I have offended too many people, not only me, but my mentor also offended many people when he was alive, so it is not surprising that someone wants to kill me."
Then Yang Wuhui thought deeply: "But those four people who can train dead soldiers are still masters. Maybe they are really related to Mr. Lan's case. It seems that we are getting closer to the truth. The people behind it can't sit still Living."
The three of them returned to the school first, and Yang Wuhui asked Jing Wei to help Xu Weizhou give some medicine.
Jing Wei's father is a doctor, and he has been exposed to the disease since he was a child. Applying medicine to bandage wounds is just a piece of cake for him.
He can treat some simple diseases.
Of course, Jing Wei didn't know the identities of Xu Weizhou and Zhan Yirong, and he was sensible enough not to ask anything, because he could tell at a glance that it was a stab wound.
The foot of the Imperial City Root can still be cut, so you can't ask more about such things.
Zhan Yirong looked at Yang Wuhui and said, "If I'm not here, don't go out easily."
Yang Wuhui replied: "But I live here, and you can't look at me all the time!"
Zhan Yirong said: "I have already arranged manpower outside, and the patrol team from the City Defense Department will pass by here probably every two moments. If anything happens, they will take action immediately."
At this time, Jing Wei said: "I'm a little sleepy, I have to go to bed first."
And Xu Weizhou also said: "Then it's time for me to leave, I have to work tomorrow!"
Yang Wuhui immediately handed Jing Wei a piece of silver and said, "Brother Xu is injured, help him hire a carriage!"
Jing Wei nodded, Song Zhexu Weizhou left.
After Xu Weizhou left, Zhan Yirong sat down, poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "What's going on? Why is someone ambushing you tonight?"
Yang Wuhui replied: "It should be that we are getting closer and closer to the answer to the mystery, and the person behind the scenes knows that I will definitely investigate the truth of the case, so he is afraid. After all, framing Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs is a serious crime, and even more so What's more, it also involves the imperial examination. The imperial examination is the foundation of a country. Some people want to shake the foundation of the country. This is simply Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone can know it!"
Then, Yang Wuhui told everything he had discovered today.
After hearing this, Zhan Yirong felt regretful, wondering why he had missed so much.
As for Zhan Yirong, she not only likes to travel in the world, but also wants to solve his cases repeatedly like Bao Gong.
However, even though he is the princess, she is still a woman.
Even though the status of women in the Song Dynasty had been greatly improved, women were still not able to get involved in obtaining fame.
But for the appearance, this doesn't matter.
Anyway, when Yang Wuhui solved the case, helping him was equivalent to solving the case himself.
I'm afraid Yang Wuhui never thought that Zhan Yirong would have such an idea.
At this point, Yang Wuhui also asked: "Appearance, look at my conditions, is it still possible for me to practice martial arts?"
Zhan Yirong looked at Yang Wuhui, and then a look of disgust appeared on his face.
"Don't even think about practicing martial arts. Martial arts is a child's skill. I started practicing Zhamabu when I was three years old to lay the foundation for martial arts. I didn't start formal martial arts training until I was five years old, and I have achieved such an achievement only now. You... Between your small stature and your age, it’s already too late.”
Yang Wuhui asked tentatively: "Is there a situation where someone else's martial arts is extremely powerful, and then he teaches me his lifelong martial arts, and I can become an extremely expert?"
Zhan Yirong rolled his eyes at this moment and replied helplessly: "How can this be possible? You must have read too many words!"
Yang Wuhui burst into tears. It seemed that he would never be able to practice martial arts in his life and would have to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
Looking at Yang Wuhui's annoyed expression, Zhan Yiyong said: "Although you will never become a martial arts master in this life, if you practice diligently, you can still strengthen your body. If you can't do anything else, at least go there What a red-sleeved move, even your Xiangjun and Xiaodie won’t think you’re weak!”
Yang Wuhui didn't take the issue at all and said, "Okay, I'm going to bed, you go back first!"
Seeing this, Zhan Yirong naturally agreed.
She also understood that Yang Wuhui was ambushed and was afraid that he would be very tired, not just physically, but mentally.
He has never encountered anything like this in so many years.
As for Zhan Yirong, when she and her father were walking around the world a few years ago, they encountered more than thirty bandits. The scene was extremely grand.
But bandits are bandits, and nothing can compare to the father and daughter. In the end, no one was left alive.
That was Zhan Yirong's first murder, and she was not uncomfortable with it. Even Zhan Zhao was extremely shocked after seeing it.
By the time Zhan Yirong returned to his home, the door had already been closed, but Zhan Yirong's Qinggong was even more powerful than Zhan Zhaodu's.
Because Zhan Zhao feels that if he encounters an enemy he cannot defeat, he must run away.
Therefore, Qinggong is the most proficient in Zhanyi, followed by swordsmanship.
Zhan Yirong jumped onto the wall with a slight jump, and then landed in the courtyard.
Just when she was smiling, her expression changed drastically.
A woman's voice asked coldly: "Why are you back so late?"
"Did you go out and fool around again?"
"You still smell of blood. Could it be that you killed someone?"
Death asked three questions in a row, causing Zhan Yirong to reveal a smile that was even uglier than crying.
She quickly stepped forward and took the woman's arm, calling her "Mother" coquettishly.
If Yang Wuhui saw this scene, he would probably get goosebumps.
Is this still a show of appearance?
As for the woman who shows off her appearance and calls her mother, who else could it be besides the current official’s biological sister, Nan Xia Zhan Zhao’s wife!
