After careful inspection, it was confirmed that Qian Duo was in good condition. As long as the wound was not infected, he would continue to recover slowly.
Zhao Mengqi felt relieved and walked out of the west wing.
The morning sun shines on the wall, the branches are golden and light, the sweet-scented osmanthus buds have not yet opened, and the fragrance seems to be there but not there.
Zhao Mengqi stretched his waist, "Unknowingly, it's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival..."
After all, it has been exactly half a year since I came to this world. It seems that I have done a lot of things, but it has not caused many changes. The wheels of history are still rolling silently on the original track.
Is the butterfly effect wrong, or are my wings too small to make big waves?
Yesterday's arrow was only half a centimeter away from ending him. It seemed that the time traveler was not invincible.
When he was sighing, Geng Zhi came to report, "Your Highness, Commander Chang is back and has brought back the assassin, but he is dead..."
"dead?"
Zhao Mengqi was confused. Chang Geng always handled matters properly and must have known the importance of being alive. How could he let the assassin die?
"It is said that the assassin was already dead when we found him, probably committing suicide."
"Death warrior? It's interesting. Let's go and have a look."
Zhao Mengqi became interested and immediately went to the second hall of the government office.
At this time, Wu Qian and a group of officials were also gathered in the second hall, asking Chang Geng for details.
Everyone was surprised when they saw Zhao Mengqi walking in, looking like he was fine.
Wu Qian knew that Zhao Mengqi had woken up last night and that there was nothing serious, but he thought that no matter what, he had to treat his injuries. But now he didn't look injured at all and was still acting as usual. Naturally, he was very surprised. "Your Highness, why are you... Just fine, just fine, fine, God bless the Song Dynasty!"
Everyone who reacted came to greet him one after another. Although they didn't know why King Yan was still seriously injured yesterday and could turn around and jump around today, everyone's faces were full of joy from the bottom of their hearts.
Whether they are generals in the army or officials in the Yamen such as the Western Zhejiang Comfort Division, they are all now considered to be part of the King of Yan lineage. Their wealth and aspirations are pinned on King Yan, so naturally they hope that he will be safe and sound.
"Well, I'm fine. Please stop worrying, everyone...Have you found out anything about this assassin?"
Zhao Mengqi returned the salute with a relaxed expression, but looked at the corpse placed in the hall.
He is not tall, but he is very strong. Especially his chest and arms are much thicker and wider than ordinary people. His appearance is ordinary, he should be in his thirties. He is also wearing ordinary fine linen clothes. He looks like Hepingjiangcheng. There is not much difference among ordinary people.
There were some objects placed next to the body, including a dagger, a strong bow, and a plate containing some jiaozi and copper coins.
Chang Geng began to tell the story again, "Yesterday's hidden arrow was shot from the northeast. After carefully searching all the attics in this direction, clues were found in a brothel called "White Cloud Deep". This bow was in the second They found it in the brothel, but no one was found, so after interrogating everyone in the brothel, they re-searched suspicious places within a mile nearby, and finally found the body in a vacant house..."
Zhao Mengqi picked up the bow. It looked like an ordinary yellow birch bow. He pulled it casually, but found that the power of the bow was not small. Normally he could pull it open, but he was injured at this time and did not dare to use force.
Chang Geng promptly explained, "The last general has tested it and found that the power of the bow is one stone and five stones. It is not a military standard and the source cannot be found for the time being."
"One stone and five? Then this assassin is still a marksman?" Zhao Mengqi frowned slightly.
According to the standards of the Song Army, bows are divided into three grades, with nine bows being the first, eight bows being the second, and seven bows being the third. An ordinary soldier is considered qualified if he can draw a bow for seven or eight bows.
The requirements of the imperial guards are higher. The archers of the palace and infantry armies are equipped with armor. They can shoot one stone and two dou of strength at sixty paces. They have twelve arrows and six arrows in the stack. They are elites. If they use crossbows, The crossbowman wears armor and can shoot four stones with a hundred steps, twelve arrows, and five arrows in the stack.
However, this assassin used a one-stone-five bow to shoot Zhao Mengqi in the chest very accurately at a distance of nearly 130 steps, which is about 200 meters. He was equivalent to a top sniper in later generations.
After all, it is a bow and there is no optical sight.
It is estimated that there are not many such characters in the entire Song Dynasty army, but now they are reduced to disposable items. After completing the mission, they consciously committed suicide by taking poison.
From this, it can be inferred that it must be extraordinary to be able to support and use such a force of dead soldiers.
Then Hou Tao said, "Your Highness, I have carefully inspected the bows, arrows and daggers. There are no special marks on the bows, arrows and daggers. This man is very clean and has no identity information. His clothes are all made in Pingjiang. I am afraid we can only take a picture of him to investigate him." Whereabouts..."
Zhao Mengqi shook his head, "Forget it, don't bother. If the person behind the scenes dares to keep these, he must be confident and not afraid of investigation."
"What Your Highness said makes sense, but even if we can't find any clues from the assassin, there are other ways. Logically speaking, not many people know His Highness's whereabouts, but the assassin can ambush on the path. I think I can start from here."
The bounden duty of the Imperial City Department is to monitor women and prevent spies, but King Yan was assassinated and almost died. This was a serious dereliction of duty, so Hou Tao had to be active in order to make up for his mistakes.
What he said was tantamount to starting with the people around Zhao Mengqi, and then all the yamen. Anyone who had access to Zhao Mengqi's whereabouts would be suspected.
Zhao Mengqi thought about it for a moment, but still refused, "It may not be the news leaked from Pingjiang. After all, these young ladies did not deliberately conceal their departure from Wujiang. Anyone with a little care can guess that I am going to pick someone up, so I think there is no need to mobilize troops."
"You don't have to blame yourself too much. This time can only be regarded as an accident. On the contrary, it reminded me to take more precautions in the future. Assassination will not succeed. As for the mastermind behind the scenes, as long as I am still alive, They will eventually show their flaws."
"Let this matter end here. There is no need to investigate any more. The exam is coming soon. Students from all over the country will gather in Gusu. Too much disturbance will easily affect their exams. Everything should return to normal. Just pretend that this never happened. .”
It's not that Zhao Mengqi is generous, but that he understands that even if he keeps pursuing this kind of thing, nothing will be found.
Just like when Renzong was in the palace, he was assassinated by four forbidden guards. The whole assassination process was like child's play. The four assassins themselves had no motive. After the assassination failed, three of the four died on the spot, and one was actually injured. He escaped and could easily have been captured alive, but in the end he was killed with random knives.
What's even more paradoxical is that in the final handling of such a major case as the assassination of the emperor, only a few personnel responsible for the security of the palace were dismissed, and then the investigation was no longer pursued, and the matter was left alone.
Therefore, usually in most cases involving politics, the truth will not come to light. Even if the so-called truth is found, it may not be the truth.
Zhao Mengqi knew where his enemies came from. They were a group, but they did not have a specific organization or even a core figure. Even if there were clues to follow up, the ones who would be thrown out in the end would be nothing more than scapegoats and could not really attack them. to them.
Instead of wasting time on such meaningless things, do something serious at your own pace.
Then he looked at Wu Qian, "I remember that the hospital will be locked on the fifth day of the lunar month. Before that, we must implement the exchange matters to prevent those wealthy people from being stranded in Pingjiang..."
