Chapter 173 The Death of Emperor Liang

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"They just left like that? What about us?"

Chang Xuanling looked at Jiang Yunqing and the Empress who were walking away, then looked back at his eldest brother Chang Haoling with blank eyes.

"Oh, what else can we do? Let's go too!"

Chang Haoling sighed helplessly, feeling that this assassination trip was like a farce.

But was the assassination really just a farce? Chang Haoling was not sure. After all, the organizer of this assassination was Jiang Yunqing. Was such a scheming person really just organizing a farce-like assassination?

This is obviously impossible, there must be a deeper plan, Chang Haoling can only think like this.

Fortunately, after Jiang Yunqing's fuss, Liang Jun's camp was already in chaos and no longer wanted to pick up the assassins. Moreover, there were no masters among Liang Jun.

Otherwise, given Liang Jun's previous situation and their little combat power, it is indeed a question whether they can leave safely.



Among Liang Jun, outside a simple-looking camp, the crowds of swordsmen and axe-wielding men surrounded it, all of which showed that this camp was not simple.

At this time, a woman in palace attire and a gorgeous skirt opened the curtain and walked out carrying an exquisite box.

The swordsmen and axemen surrounding the camp knew this woman, His Majesty the Emperor's personal maid. Those who are careless will easily think that His Majesty the Emperor has no concubine. Even if this woman cannot become that noble Queen in the future due to her status, according to the Emperor's His Majesty's love for her means that she at least has the position of a noble concubine.

Even if you are unintentional, you will not think of offending the famous people around the emperor.

Shi Yao walked out quickly, and the swordsman at the entrance of the tent pointed his sword and asked: "Miss Shi Yao, is the emperor okay?"

These guard swordsmen were not qualified to enter Zhu Youzhen's camp without Zhu Youzhen's call. However, if they did not enter the camp, they would not be able to pay attention to Zhu Youzhen's situation at all times. This can be said to be a paradox, but it is also an insurmountable node.

After all, if these swordsmen and axemen can enter the emperor's camp at any time, what should they do if the swordsmen and axemen are mixed with assassins? Wouldn't it be like handing over the emperor's life and death into the hands of assassins?

After all, there is no airtight wall under the sky. It is related to the safety of the emperor, and we still need to be careful. This is still clear to me.

However, it is necessary to understand the situation in the camp. After all, the death of these people is also tied to the safety of the emperor, but it cannot be careless.

"Shh~, the emperor has fallen asleep!"

Shi Yao raised a finger to his mouth and made a gentle, long "shh" sound.

Seeing Shi Yao's cautious look, the swordsmen and axemen on the side unanimously softened their movements. If it disturbed the emperor's sweet dream, they might be blamed.

"Then Miss Shi Yao no longer serves His Majesty in the tent, why does she come out?"

Although Zheng Zheng had doubts, his tone was still much softer. He was doubtful, but it did not prevent him from believing that the emperor was really sleeping.

"Before the emperor goes to sleep, he instructs his servants to give this to the Commander-in-Chief!"

Shi Yao said in a gentle voice, raising his hand to hold the box in front of Zheng Zheng, as if encouraging him to open the box and take a look.

"What's inside?"

Zheng Zheng was a little cautious and did not open the box immediately, but frowned and asked.

"Imperial jade seal!"

Shi Yao's soft voice blurted out two extremely heavy words. When Zheng Zheng heard the words, his whole body trembled, and his face became gloomy.

Just imagine how precious the jade seal is. No matter how ridiculous the emperor is, how can he let a maid hold the jade seal to go to the commander-in-chief?

"Why did Your Majesty let the girl take the jade seal to go to the Commander-in-Chief?"

As he spoke, the thumb of his left hand that was holding the knife had already touched the handle. The horizontal knife had been quietly unsheathed for half an inch. Although his eyes were still staring at Shi Yao, his right hand was slowly touching the handle of the knife. go.

The muscles of the body are tense, and he is always ready to go. As long as the woman in front of him makes a slight movement and takes just one or two breaths, he can be sure that the sharp blade will cut open the woman's slender and tender neck.

But just as he was preparing to draw the knife, a hand stretched forward from behind and held down the handle of his knife.

Zheng Zheng turned his head sharply, and the familiar face of his deputy was suddenly close at hand, and a bit of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

If it were anyone else, he would not doubt whether the other person was an undercover spy, but his deputy came from the same village as him, and he could be said to have grown up wearing a pair of pants!

If his deputy was an undercover agent, it would be more reliable to say that he was an undercover agent.

"what are you doing?"

His lips raised slightly, and he asked softly, as softly as a mosquito, like a whisper between women.

But Dui Zheng's deputy didn't say much to him. He just held Dui Zheng's knife handle firmly and shook his head gently.

Then he looked at Shi Yao and managed to put on a kind smile.

"Your Majesty's affairs cannot be delayed. Girl, you'd better get to work quickly!"

After saying that, he waved to Shi Yao, indicating that Shi Yao was fine and could leave.

At the same time, he stuck to Zheng Zheng's side and whispered softly: "Don't make a sound, listen to me now, I will talk to you in detail later!"

After hearing this, the strength of the struggle on the forehand suddenly became smaller, as if he had listened to this person's words.

Shi Yao squinted his eyes slightly, taking in all these small movements. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, two sweet dimples appeared, and a gentle taste emerged in his heart.

Lian Bu retreated and lowered her body slightly. Shi Yao held the box and bowed gently, and responded with a soft voice: "I'm sorry, please leave!"

After saying that, he calmly and calmly held the box and left.

Waiting for Shi Yao to go away, Dui Zheng's deputy let go of Dui Zheng's knife handle. Dui Zheng had a sullen face, pushed his deputy away, put his right hand on the knife handle, and said in a cold tone: "You'd better give it to me." I’ll give you a reasonable explanation, otherwise, don’t blame me for not treating you as a brother!”

The deputy raised his hands, backed away slowly towards the entrance of the camp, looked towards Zheng Zheng and said slowly: "Brother, if my guess is correct, the emperor of our Daliang is dead. The woman was in the box just now. What is lying there is the head of our emperor!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Faced with his brother's shocking words, how could he still think about holding the knife in his right hand? He quickly took a few steps forward and reached out to cover the deputy's mouth.

But the deputy had already retreated to the door of the tent, turned around, opened the curtain and entered the tent.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the deputy directly lift the curtain and enter the emperor's tent, Zheng Zheng's scalp suddenly went numb, and he felt that his brother was probably going crazy.

Zheng Zheng only hoped that the emperor inside was really sleeping and had not woken up, so that he could take advantage of this to drag out the crazy boy.

But when he entered the camp, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that it was not a very high platform, but on a broad and gorgeous dragon couch, a headless corpse wearing a dragon robe was lying reclining. The bright red blood was flowing heavily, dyeing the entire dragon couch red.

"Look, brother, the emperor is dead!"

The deputy said in a low voice into Zheng Zheng's ear.

Zhengzheng stared blankly at the headless corpse on the dragon bed, and an idea he had never thought of came to his mind.

The arrogant emperor seems to be really dead...