Today's essay meeting is over and you can go.
Zhao An gave Xu Ruqing a look.
The two of them took Jiuyin one step ahead, but the hall was still noisy.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the capital is going to be uneasy.
On the carriage back, Xu Ruqing was uneasy, clenching her white jade fingers tightly, and hesitated several times.
Zhao An said softly: "Are you afraid?"
"What you do is tantamount to putting yourself in danger. The Chen family will never allow you to continue like this. I guess they will take action in the next two days."
"It doesn't matter, I'll give them the chance to kill me."
Zhao An lowered his eyes and saw the old god.
He is about to make a deal with the mysterious female master. Then call the old monk and find a secluded place. It is estimated that Chen Guogong will not give up this good opportunity. As long as he takes action, will the two great masters clean up the place before the duel? A bunch of stinking fish and rotten shrimps.
To be on the safe side, Xu Ruqing should not leave Tianshuiyuan for the next two days and let Jiuyin protect her.
at dusk.
The people from the Cui family are back, just as Zhao An expected. The capital is spreading stories about the defeat of Nanshengmen and the follow-up of the Three Kingdoms, and there is a lot of enthusiasm for writing about thieves.
Students who have feelings for their family and country dare not blatantly scold Chen Guogong, but now that they have this denunciation, they can read it aloud with insinuations.
Of course, "Zhou Huang" has undoubtedly come to the limelight again, because everyone knows that the so-called ancient history was fabricated by Mr. Zhou, so the article against thieves was also written by Mr. Zhou. He can scold people with such brilliant literary talent, he is a genius.
Zhou Huang's reputation has risen again. In comparison, the reputation of the two holy sects has been eclipsed by one person.
The officials discussed it privately and started a bet on how long Zhou Huang could survive.
Listening to Cui Shixiang's explanation, Zhao An felt very happy, "Bet on when will I die? I want to bet, I want to be the banker, I want to take it all!"
"Brother, can you have a sense of crisis? I always feel that there is a strong person peeking at Tianshuiyuan. You should keep one eye open even when you sleep."
Cui Shixiang was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.
Zhao An didn't take it seriously. The old monk was in Tianshui courtyard, and he expected that no strong man would dare to come in and assassinate him.
In Cining Palace.
Luo Qingshuang lowered her eyes and fell asleep, surrounded by a dense incense burner, and her face looked dreamy in the curls of green smoke.
The young eunuch told everything about the Imperial College.
Luo Qingshuang said: "So, Mr. Zhou has completely offended the Chen family."
"Yes, someone secretly set up a bet on Mr. Zhou's life or death."
"How many days can he live?"
"Three days at most."
"Well, you take the money and go bet. The Ai family will have fun with the people."
There was a smile on Luo Qingshuang's face, and the little eunuch said blankly: "The Queen Mother wants to place a bet on whether Mr. Zhou will live or die?"
"Just give birth."
"Ah?" The little eunuch was completely dumbfounded.
What does a mere Si Tianjian supervising the administration mean to Mr. Chen? Don't you just want to kill?
Isn't this giving people money for free?
Luo Qingshuang was displeased: "Go if you are told."
"Here!"
The little eunuch didn't dare to ask any more questions and left in a hurry.
After he left, Wu Tongue appeared behind him elusively, "Your Majesty, there are many dead soldiers near Tianshui Courtyard, and it seems that they plan to attack Tianshui Courtyard tonight."
"What is that slave doing?"
"sleep."
"Humph, he is quite bold."
"Master Puyuan has returned to Tianshui Courtyard, and someone previously cut off the head of Jingzhao Mansion and sent it to Tianshui Courtyard."
As Wu Tongue said this, Luo Qingshuang's eyes froze and she suddenly sat up.
Wu Tongue whispered into her ear for a while, and she said, "Leave it to you."
"What to do with those dead soldiers?"
"Ms. Chen, they're just bedbugs, let them make trouble."
Luo Qingshuang stretched out a long stretch, then lay down on the phoenix couch, "Find a musician and play a song for the Ai family."
Soon, a sad melody sounded in Cining Palace.
After hearing this, the concubines in the harem sent people to inquire. They all knew about the Song of Water, and even knew that it was composed by Mr. Zhou. Now the palace musicians have learned it, but the Queen Mother did not sleep at night. Why did she listen to this kind of music?
On the other side, Tianshuiyuan.
Zhao An didn't sleep peacefully. He always felt that something big would happen tonight, and then he heard a rapid knock on the door, "Sir, it's bad! Those guards have been killed!"
Cui Shixiang rushed in, holding a sword in his hand.
Zhao An curled his lips and said, "You know how to use a sword?"
"Huh? No, brother, how long has it been and you are still concerned about this? Mr. Chen is going to kill you! Come with me quickly!"
"Not leaving."
Zhao An lay down again, "You can kill me if you want. I also want to see if anyone is willing to save my life after all this hard work."
"Don't joke with your life!"
"You go first, their target is me, and tonight should be just a test, there won't be many strong people."
Zhao An yawned, his eyelids a little heavy.
Cui Shixiang gritted his teeth when he saw this, and simply stood aside with his sword in hand. Then Xu Ruqing came over with Jiuyin. Seeing that Zhao An was still lying on the bed like nothing happened, he was speechless.
It's a mess outside, it's a shame Mr. can still be calm.
Zhao An was dissatisfied and said: "What are you doing here at my place without sleeping at night? Hurry up and leave!"
Jiuyin said, "Miss, Master, you go first, I will protect you."
Xu Ruqing wanted to say something else, but suddenly there was a cry from outside: "The water has escaped!"
A courtyard in the southeast of Tianshu Academy burst into flames, and the disciples stumbled to carry buckets to put out the fire.
Cui Shixiang hurriedly dragged Xu Ruqing away. Anyway, since Jiuyin was there, nothing would go wrong. They had to go and see the situation.
As the two left, Zhao An got up, slowly took off the long sword on the wall, sat down at the table and poured a cup of tea.
Jiuyin asked coolly: "Why are you so calm? Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Afraid, why aren't you afraid? You are by my side." Zhao An looked calm while sipping the tea.
"They set fire first to attract the attention of the disciples, and then focus on killing you. If it doesn't work, you can hide in the waterside pavilion. Master Puyuan will definitely not sit idly by."
"I will stay in the room and won't go anywhere. Even if I die, I will die here."
"I really don't understand what you're thinking."
Jiuyin shook her head and stopped talking nonsense. She came to the window and lowered her eyes without saying a word. She was ready to take action.
There were looming shouts outside the room, and it was expected that it would not take long for the fire to be brought under control.
About a tea time later, suddenly the window was pushed open, and a black shadow came in through the window.
Before he could even hit the ground, he was stabbed to the core by a sword.
Before he died, the man in black turned around and saw an old man hiding behind the wall, smiling evilly at him with an iceberg face.
Swish, swish, swish!
The door of the room was also kicked open, and figures broke into the front door and window at the same time, charging at Zhao An with a long knife.
