After taking Cui Jie and Qiao'er back to the other courtyard, Li Qinzai called Li Sujie and asked him to take Qiao'er to play in the backyard.
When Li Sujie saw that Li Qinzai's right arm was injured, he glanced at him worriedly, but said nothing in front of Qiao'er and silently took Qiao'er away.
Manager Song called the doctor, and Li Qinzai took off his clothes and allowed the doctor to apply medicine and bandage his wound. The pain made him grimace and his nose dripped with mucus.
The situation in the mourning hall was urgent just now. I was stabbed by the masked assassin. I only felt a slight numbness at the time. I didn't expect it to be so painful afterwards. Those middle-aged women frequently called their husbands "killers with a thousand cuts." Today, I know that my husband How poisonous the human heart is.
It wasn't until the doctor finished bandaging the wound and left that Cui Jie held back tears.
When something happened in the mourning hall today, Bu Qu, who was protecting Cui Jie, was hurriedly mobilized. Cui Jie learned from Bu Qu that Li Qinzai had been assassinated, and immediately rushed over in a hurry, but was stopped by Bu Qu.
Their mission is to protect Cui Jie, but they will never allow Cui Jie to run over and cause trouble.
In the end, the battle was over and the troops let her come over after getting the news.
As a result, as soon as Cui Jie saw Li Qinzai, she found that he was injured and felt so distressed that she couldn't stop crying.
Cui Jie was frightened when she thought that Li Qinzai almost died today. Sitting in front of him, she was crying more and more uncontrollably.
Li Qinzai moved his injured arm and said with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, calm down your emotions and just think about it. Don't get too involved. My arm was just scratched and pulled. It's not that serious. If you don't know, you'd think you are." You're overdoing it for me."
Cui Jie didn't laugh and gave him a hard punch.
This time he really used force, and Li Qinzai felt that the knife was not much lighter than the one he had just received.
"Asshole! The son of a rich man, you don't even understand why you can't sit down in court. What is your status? How can you be in danger? There are so many powerful children in the Tang Dynasty. Who is as willing to take life as you are?"
Cui Jie was crying and scolding, and kept hitting Li Qinzai with her small pink fists, one after another, very hard, which showed that she was really angry.
Li Qinzai gasped in pain: "Stop! If you beat me again, you will die. I don't care if you want to be a widow and remarry. You will be prosecuted for murdering your husband. If you are stripped naked and beheaded on the execution ground, I will ask you if you are ashamed!"
Cui Jie became even more angry and hit him hard with a sky-blasting cannon. She cried and said, "You are still angry with me!"
Li Qinzai was in pain and sighed sadly: "He did not die by the assassin's knife, but died by the iron fist of the mother-in-law. Such a hero is short of breath..."
Hate wiped her tears, Cui Jie glared at him and said: "There are so many people in the family, and the imperial army has been sent to protect you, is it your turn to be in danger? If you die, I, I..."
Li Qinzai blinked: "You're not alive anymore?"
Cui Jie sighed: "I will remarry! I will remarry non-stop!"
Li Qinzai murmured and sighed: "This mother-in-law really doesn't want it. While I'm still alive, hurry up and get a second and third bedroom. Eggs can't be put in the same basket, and the same goes for chickens..."
The two exchanged anger for a long time before Cui Jie gradually calmed down.
"Has the matter been resolved? I heard that the assassins are dead, will they come again?"
Li Qinzai shook his head: "I don't know, the assassin was instigated by someone. If the mastermind behind it is not found out, his life will not be peaceful."
Cui Jie frowned: "Besides those envoys sent to the Tang Dynasty who deserve to be killed, who else is there?"
Li Qinzai sighed: "There are even more powerful ones. I guess he was one of the powerful people in the Tang Dynasty. The last assassin was the most skilled and died the fastest. He was clearly a dead soldier raised by the powerful family. It's a pity that he committed suicide and all the clues were lost." "
Cui Jie said worriedly: "Which powerful family have you offended before?"
Li Qinzai smiled proudly: "These words scratch my itch. To be honest, I have offended more than half of the dignitaries in Chang'an City."
Cui Jie was stunned.
What does this proud and stern look mean? Is it honorable to offend most of the powerful people?
Li Qinzai sighed bitterly and said: "Okay, to be honest, there are too many suspects. You know, after all, I was young and frivolous, and I didn't do human affairs..."
Cui Jie rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think you have done human affairs now? You are still such a bastard every time, so you got stabbed today, right?"
Li Qinzai looked at her in astonishment: "Is this what a lady from an aristocratic family should say? Who did you learn from? I expected to treat you with respect for the rest of my life, but you stopped talking humanly before we got married?"
Cui Jie also felt a little embarrassed and spat: "I didn't learn it from you."
Suddenly holding her hand, Li Qinzai stared at her intensely, making her blush and her heart beat.
Li Qinzai was completely unaware. He looked at her pretty face and said softly: "Cui Jie, I sincerely want to give you a suggestion..."
"Wha, what advice?"
"After we get married, if you have nothing to do, go to the county government office and ask about the preferential policies for widows remarrying. It is said that the government will distribute a barrel of oil and a bag of rice..."
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The next day, Song Sen from Baiqisi hurriedly came from Chang'an City.
Li Qinzai put a belt around his neck and his injured arm drooped on his chest, lying in the yard to meet Song Sen.
Song Sen stepped into the courtyard and kept saluting and apologizing, saying he deserved to die.
"Uncle Li County, forgive me, forgive me... I really didn't expect that there were two groups of people who assassinated you. Baiqisi didn't find out in advance. It's our fault. I should deserve to die!" Song Sen was sweating profusely and bowed. body.
Li Qinzai sighed quietly and said, "You didn't find out a word. I was almost ranked in the Immortal Class and was in charge of Song Dynasty. This is not something I can explain with just an apology."
Song Sen became more and more panicked and said repeatedly: "Yes, I have apologized to Your Majesty. When His Majesty found out about this mistake, he summoned him and scolded him severely. He was almost punished with twenty military sticks... "
Seeing that Li Qinzai's right arm was tightly bandaged, and that he had lost a lot of blood and looked like he was about to die soon, the expression on Song Sen's face became more and more guilty.
"Uncle Li, everything is my fault. How can I calm you down? Just give me my orders. I will never refuse."
Li Qinzai pointed at him while he was dying: "I plan to build a mausoleum for myself next year. How about you lie down in it and be buried with me first, and I can go in with you eighty years later?"
Song Sen's eyelids twitched and he said with a wry smile: "Brother Li County is making trouble, this official... Your official still wants to remain useful and serve the Tang Dynasty and serve the emperor for a few more years. Would you... change it to something else?"
Li Qinzai sighed: "Okay, let's change it to the same one."
As he spoke, his face straightened, Li Qinzai stared at him with sharp eyes: "The two groups who assassinated me yesterday were killed. One of them was an envoy to the Tang Dynasty. Who is the other masked assassin? Can you find out?"
Song Sen paused, lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
Li Qinzai stared at him: "Can't Baiqisi find out?"
Song Sen smiled bitterly and said: "The body of the masked assassin yesterday was sent to Chang'an Baiqisi. The police officer and the police searched the body for a long time but did not find any clues to prove his identity. Mr. Li, please forgive me. "
Li Qinzai said dissatisfiedly: "So, this case has become an unsolved case? Did I get this stab in vain?"
Song Sen struggled to say: "You... give me some time, Baiqisi will definitely find out."
Li Qinzai fell down weakly on the recliner and said lazily: "Come here, ask the Duke's Office to allocate money to me to build the mausoleum. Construction will start tomorrow! ... He is renovating a luxurious single room alone, and there is a Song Zhang who does not want to be named. Things have to be lived in.”
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