Assassination of kings is common, and it is not uncommon for subordinates to kill kings and then support the lord's family to ascend the throne.There are many archways in the yellow robe, and some are really helpless.Scholar Zhang really didn't know about this assassination, and the emperor naturally didn't know either, but there were many people who already knew about it in advance.The guards in the palace were all academicians, and although they did not receive direct instructions, they naturally remained silent when they knew where the assassins hiding in the water truck were coming from.Those eunuchs who faintly heard the sound of the wind hid in the quilt and shivered, and did not dare to look out the window at all.The whole palace was eerily quiet.Scholar Zhang got up to wash, put on his official uniform with the help of his wife, and prepared to go to the court meeting, but found that one of his sons who had been sent outside the palace was missing."
Where's your eldest brother?"
He asked with a slight frown.Several sons of the Zhang family glanced at each other, and said a little nervously: "The eldest brother met friends last night, and it seems that he drank too much, so he rested outside and hasn't come back yet." ”Scholar Zhang was a little angry, but he didn't think too much about it, and it wasn't until he walked into the sedan chair that he felt that the atmosphere in the mansion was a little weird today.………… Zhang Dagongzi did not drink alcohol or sleep with prostitutes, but sat in a house deep in a mansion in the capital.The morning light was faint, and then separated by a paper window, the room was very dark, and I couldn't see people's faces clearly, and I could only hear more than ten breaths.The people in this room were all young and strong officials in the imperial court.Whether in terms of seniority or official position, Zhang Dagongzi is not qualified to sit in the first place, but the people in the room have no opinion, and they are more respectful than usual.After today's deed is completed, the eldest prince will be the crown prince.The throne can be sitting, let alone the first place?
There was no news for a long time, and the atmosphere in the room became even more oppressive, and everyone was on pins and needles.Finally, someone couldn't sit still, got up and walked to the window, and said in a slightly hurried voice: "Even if the assassin misses, what about the guards?"
”In many mansions in the capital of Chu State, those officials who received the news were in a nervous mood, some officials directly said that they were sick and did not go to the court meeting, and some officials, such as the Ministry of Rites, rushed to wait outside the palace with a red face.………… The morning light moved from the floor of the palace to the windows, piercing through, illuminating the notched floor of the palace, reflecting watery light patterns.The morning sun has risen.Jing Jiu opened his eyes and had the same question in his heart as many officials: Why haven't you come yet?
The palace was a good place for him to practice, no different from Aoyama, and he didn't want to leave, but now it seemed that as he got older, the trouble would only increase, and he was ready to leave.He had already confirmed the location of the mountain, and was ready to fake his death before going incognito to the mountain as a savage, but who knew that the assassin never appeared.Outside the hall, there were suddenly a few muffled sounds in the distance, followed by footsteps, shouts, and the grinding of weapons, and they were getting closer and closer.How did a covert assassination turn into such a fierce battle?
Jing Jiu was a little surprised, got up and walked outside the hall.Pushing open the door of the temple, the sunlight was a little dazzling, and he squinted his eyes.The palace gate was ajar, and the corpses of several Assassins were piled up there.The corpses in the palace walls were more numerous, in addition to the assassins in cloth clothes, there were also more than a dozen guards, blood and water flowing, exuding a faint fishy smell.Between the corpses and the blood on the ground, stood a dark and thin teenager.The boy was covered in blood and wounds on his arms, but his hands holding the hilt of his sword were still as steady.The palace gate was finally forcibly broken open by the guards outside, and the corpses of the assassins were blown away.Dozens of guards shouted for escort, and they rushed in, surrounding the thin black boy in the middle.There were also some guards who wanted to come to Jing Jiu's body, but they were stopped by a sword light.The sword light came from the hand of the thin black boy.Seeing that it was a bloody battle, no matter how fierce and capable the black and thin boy was, the final outcome could only be death or capture."
That's not what you're supposed to do."
Jing Jiu's voice echoed outside the hall, passing through the corpses of the assassins and guards, and it smelled of blood.He walked down the stone steps to the thin black boy, looked at the guards and said, "He is my personal guard, you want to kill him?"
”Hearing this, the guards were very surprised, and several guards secretly looked at each other, but in the end they didn't dare to continue to do anything.At this time, the forbidden army finally arrived outside the hall, surrounded by water, the commander of the forbidden army was the most trusted general of Scholar Zhang, at this time, his face was ugly as if he had just died of his mother, and he directly tied up all those guards, and then knelt in front of Jing Jiu with a snap.Jing Jiu ignored him and returned to the hall with the thin black boy.The commander of the forbidden army turned a little pale, and ordered his subordinates to carry the corpse out, wash the ground with clean water, and then slowly cover the palace gate.In the early hours of the morning, Jing Jiu drove out all the eunuchs and palace maids, and the hall was empty, looking very empty and deserted.Jing Jiu found some wound medicine in the residence of the palace ladies in the palace, handed it to the thin black boy, and motioned for him to sit down at will.The thin black boy should be the disciple of the Graceless Sect, but when he entered the illusion realm, his appearance changed and became a little different.Jing Jiu is more familiar with this face, especially the straightforward and persistent energy between his eyebrows and eyes, which is hard to forget.The thin black boy took off his coat, which had been cut into strips by his sword, and began to bandage his wounds, without saying a word the whole time.Jing Jiu looked out the window and made eye contact with the blue bird on the branch.The blue bird flew away quietly, it may be to the palace of Zhao State, or it may be to the Taishou Mansion of Beihai, no matter how far the end of the world is, it only takes an instant for it.Jing Jiu asked, "How did you go from Guocheng Temple to Wanshou Mountain?"
Even if you leave, shouldn't you go to a maozhai?
Didn't Zenko already write a letter?
”Asking three questions in a row is a rare thing for him with a cold temperament.These three questions also revealed another surprising fact, it turned out that this black and thin boy was Liu ten years old.Liu cultivated Buddhism at the age of 10 in Guocheng Temple, why did he participate in the Asking Question Conference as a disciple of the Wuen Sect?"
The real person in charge guessed that Gongzi would come to the Asking Question Conference, so he asked me to come in and help you as a disciple of the Wuen Sect."
When it comes to Yimaozhai, Liu Shishi-year-old hesitated a little and didn't explain, and only said the reason why he appeared here.For him, who sees Jing Jiu as a master and a father, this is really a very rare thing.Jing Jiu understood Liu Zi's thoughts.As the head of Qingshan, Liu Ci naturally knew that Liu had already left the sword prison of Shangdefeng at the age of ten, and even knew that Liu was ten years old in Guocheng Temple.Jing Jiu had never thought of hiding Liu Ci, and it was difficult to hide it from him in his current state.Liu Ci wanted to help Jing Jiu snatch the immortal urn from the hands of the Zhongzhou faction, so he wanted to prepare a helper for him.Zhuo Rusui was too eye-catching, so he thought of Liu Shisui, who was far away in Guocheng Temple.If the blue bird was still on the branch outside the window at this time, and the words of the ten years old Liu were transmitted to the outside world, it would inevitably cause an uproar and shock.Everyone thought that the Zhongzhou Sect had an absolute advantage in this Dao Conference, because they had a total of four disciples who had entered the illusion realm.Who would have thought that the Qingshan Sect would quietly send three disciples in, not to mention Jing Jiu, who was fighting on behalf of Shuiyue An, who would have thought that there was also a secret chess move by Liu Shisui?
In this way, Liu Zhenren's visit to Yunmeng Mountain in person is not necessarily as simple as releasing goodwill, but more like personally sitting in charge for the subsequent victory!
………… Jing Jiu asked, "How is the true qi in your body now?"
”Liu Shinian said: "A few years ago, there were some repetitions, but the real person in charge of the sect passed me a technique, and it was temporarily suppressed. ”Jing Jiu said: "After going out, I still have to go to Yimaozhai, and the suppression will not last long, so I still have to find a way to solve it." ”Liu was ten years old and didn't want to go to Yimaozhai, but since it was Gongzi who spoke, there was no way, so he had to respond.Jing Jiu was still a little worried that he was lying in order to stay in the illusion to protect himself, and stretched out a finger to point at his eyebrows.Liu didn't dare to dodge at the age of ten, sat up straight honestly, and stopped bandaging the wound.There was a crisp bell in the distant void, which only Jing Jiu himself could hear, and it didn't take long for him to withdraw his fingers and frown slightly.Liu Shi-year-old knew that Childe's expression meant something big, so he couldn't help but get nervous and said, "What's wrong?"
”"It's fine."
Jing Jiu sensed a mark deep inside Liu's ten-year-old body.Now it's in the illusion world, everyone's bodies are divine souls, who can brand the ten-year-old divine soul without being discovered by him?
At the age of ten, Liu's current Blood Demon Skill realm was already extremely high, and ordinary cultivators couldn't do it at all.Soon he thought that this should be Qingtian's means of appreciating the spirit, and with a wave of his hand, he erased the mark without saying anything to Liu Shisui.After the death of the Emperor of the Underworld, whether it is in the heavens or on the earth or in the real world, he is the one with the strongest understanding and mastery of the divine soul, and even the senior brother is already inferior to him, let alone a spirit.At this moment, the blue bird flew back to the palace of Chu and landed on the branch.Jing Jiu didn't speak again, and Liu Shisui was also silent, and continued to bow his head to bandage the wounds on his body.Blue Bird looked at the thin black boy covered in wounds, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he wondered why the mark he had left on this remnant of the Blood Demon Sect was gone?
No matter how much you cover up such a thing as the emperor's assassination, the news will spread very quickly.The atmosphere at the court meeting became extremely tense and depressing, and Scholar Zhang's face was gloomy, his eyes swept over those subordinates who followed him, and there seemed to be hidden thunder in his eyes, which was about to erupt.In the end, without saying anything, he entered the palace as fast as he could, and came to the front of the palace, and pleaded to see His Majesty.The palace door slowly opened.Scholar Zhang looked at the black and thin young man, thinking about what the commander of the forbidden army said, and had a lot of puzzlement, thinking to himself when did His Majesty have a connection with the cultivation powerhouse outside the palace?
The corpses of the assassins and guards had been removed, and the ground had been washed with water several times, but there was still a faint smell of blood.I don't know where the flies flew from there, humming with joy.Smelling the faint smell of blood, thinking of the danger here before, the scholar's face became even more ugly.Coming to the hall and looking at the young emperor reclining on the couch, the scholar walked forward slowly, lifted his placket, and knelt down solemnly.………… (My WeChat public account maoni1118 will send a trailer for everyone to see more than one year later, and it just so happens that the plot of the past few days has a little bit of the feeling of the past, especially the old eunuch Hong lying on the chair.)In addition, today's chapter is only 3,000 words, and it will be the end of the month, so please be mentally prepared for the 2,000 chapters and the National Day change...... ）()