Zhang Yuan rubbed the sword marks on his shoulder.
He was so familiar with this sword mark that he looked at it even in his sleep. The more he looked at it, the more he sighed, what a good sword.
This sword cut off the sleeves of officers and soldiers with one strike, leaving spots on the walls of the capital, but it was silent and no one saw what it looked like.
Today he finally saw the sword.
It had just split open an iron umbrella that could block a heavy knife and pierced a flesh and blood body. But when it saw the sunlight dancing on it in the dense forest and the blood flowing on its body, it didn't feel scary at all, but rather beautiful.
It is a murderous weapon, but there is no evil in it, just like its owner.
Zhang Yuan looked at the woman in front of him.
This face is not familiar, it can even be said to be unfamiliar. After all, I just asked and remembered the name before, and the suspicion was eliminated before it even started. In the end, only the impression of an infatuated young woman was left.
Now this infatuated little woman's dress is torn, her feet are bare, and her body is covered in blood, but her face is still clean and her eyes are clean.
Zhang Yuan inexplicably remembered the way she cried in front of Lu Yizhi that day...
In fact, there was no appearance. He squatted outside the window, only heard the sound and saw no one at all. The sobbing appearance was his own imagination.
"That day, you deliberately lied to me." Zhang Yuan said something.
It sounds confusing, but the woman in front of me smiled, and her smile was as agile as the sword in her hand.
"Yes." She nodded and said.
Zhang Yuan clenched the knife in his hand and slowly turned it in front of him: "Who are you?"
The embroiderer of Linglongfang? Lu Yizhi’s fiancée? Huo Lian’s pet? Or a Mohist disciple?
But this time Qixing didn't answer, he just smiled and put away the sword in his hand——
This is about to escape! Zhang Yuan stepped forward with a knife: "Stop, where are you going?"
With a slight click of the long sword, Zhang Yuan's sword was held.
Qixing looked at him and still just smiled: "I have something to be busy with. See you soon."
The tip of the sword is a little bit small, but the sword in Zhang Yuan's hand seems to be pressed by a huge boulder. If there is a slight leakage of force, he will not be able to hold it.
"Did you arrive earlier?" He gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you wait until this man killed me before you killed him!"
Didn't she know she would recognize her?
Impossible, she must have known, otherwise she would not have let him enter Linglongfang to listen to a play in the first place.
Hearing him ask this, Qixing smiled and said, "Then who have I become?"
As he spoke, the long sword slipped and came towards Zhang Yuan along the long sword.
Zhang Yuan let go of the sword and moved backwards, but the sword light arrived in front of him almost instantly. Zhang Yuan felt his eyes blurred, his eyebrows hurt, and the woman's voice lingered in his ears.
"...I am a Mo disciple."
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Mohist!
She is that Mo disciple!
Get her!
Zhang Yuan wanted to hold the knife in his hand, but his whole body was weak, and his body seemed to be floating in the water, rising and falling, and suddenly falling downwards.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
"You can't escape!"
He thought it was a roar, but it was actually just a murmur. His body was still rising and falling, but he was not in the water, but on a carriage, and the woman and the attacking sword were no longer in front of him.
There was only the face that Zhuanzi was looking at.
He seemed to be examining it, and then he said happily: "Brother Zhang, you're awake!"
Awake? Not dead. Zhang Yuan looked at his face and saw the blue sky and white clouds, with soldiers and horses trampling on both sides.
"...You have been in coma for two days. I was worried at first, but the doctor who called me said that you are fine, but that you are exhausted."
"Sure enough, you're awake now."
"Boss, you really scared me to death."
After listening to Shuan Zi's words, Zhang Yuan gradually regained consciousness. He had been in a coma for two days? Coma?
He stood up suddenly: "That Mo disciple——"
Shuanzi hurriedly supported him: "The murderer is dead. Don't worry, boss."
Dead? Zhang Yuan was a little stunned. It must have been him who was killed at that time, right?
"...Boss, you are really powerful. Sure enough, a fish slipped through the net and was killed by you." Shuanzi said, before speaking, he leaned over and lowered his voice, "It's just too dangerous. Don't do this next time.
Once you discover your whereabouts, you can send out a signal to summon everyone to come for support. You are really in danger this time. Mr. Liu said that the murderer was seriously injured, otherwise you will be the one who dies."
It was him who should have died. The murderer almost killed him even if he was seriously injured. Zhang Yuan had already understood and knew that everyone misunderstood that he had killed the man.
"I didn't kill that person." He said, struggling to get up again, "There was another Mo disciple, she killed -"
Shuanzi was stunned for a moment: "There is another Mo disciple? Who to kill?"
"Kill that man." Zhang Yuan said. At this point, he raised his hand to touch his eyebrows. He remembered that the woman finally stabbed him with a sword.
His skin was rough and his brows were wrinkled, but there were no scars.
She didn't kill him.
Yes, if she wants to kill him, she doesn't have to save him. If she saves him, she will expose herself.
Zhang Yuan's hands clenched, but even so, she was still a murderer. He would not let her go and must catch her.
What he was about to say was heard when the rapid sound of horse hooves was heard.
"Master Liu has orders to return to Beijing quickly." The soldier ordered, "Those who are sick and injured can stay behind."
I shouted all the way through.
Shuanzi explained to Zhang Yuan excitedly: "Master Liu has caught a key criminal."
When he was about to commit a crime, Zhang Yuan asked hurriedly: "Who is he?"
Shuanzi shook his head: "I don't know. Anyway, Mr. Liu was very angry at the time and his face was very serious. He covered his head and put him in the car, and wanted to escort him back to Beijing immediately." After speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "We still have to face him.
Holy.”
Face to face, it seems that this person has a very special identity. Even if he is not a Mo disciple, he is still a big shot in collusion with the Mo disciple.
Zhang Yuan was silent for a moment, wasn't he? That Qixing was dating someone, the fiancée of Hanlin Bachelor, and even Cha Si Huo Lian's pet.
He, Zhang Yuansha, was deceived by her, and Lu Yizhi and Huo Lian were also deceived? Or...are they also Mo disciples?
The hand on Zhang Yuan's side clenched again.
Didn't that Huo Lian have dealings with Mo disciples? No Mo disciple can escape his eyes, so why didn't he know there was a Mo disciple in front of him?
"...Brother Zhang, what did you just say? There is another Mo disciple?" Shuanzi continued to ask.
Zhang Yuan, however, did not tell him any more. He only said: "My injury is fine. I am not injured. There is no need to slow down. Hurry, return to Beijing quickly."
He looked in the distance. Although the seven stars had escaped, the monk could not escape from the temple!
This time he didn't just have information about a sword mark to check.
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The school grounds in the capital were once again noisy.
The craftsmen of the Fifth Prince Consort repaired the wooden luan in just a few days. This time, an official from the Ministry of Works wanted to sit on it in person. What the Fifth Prince Consort originally wanted to do was dissuaded.
"Liu Shaoqing, it's okay if I'm injured. Anyway, there is no shortage of me in the yamen, but you can't." The official even said.
The Fifth Prince Consort had never heard anyone say that he couldn't do it without him. He was so excited that he repeatedly promised the official that nothing would happen.
The emperor laughed and said: "You go and sit down first, I will definitely give it a try in the future."
Here Li Guojiu coughed lightly: "Don't worry, don't worry, as long as Liu Shaoqing is here, we can all fly."
There was laughter all around, and the atmosphere was more cheerful than before. Some officials even secretly brought their family members in to watch, and the emperor did not stop them. The military training ground was like a banquet in the imperial city.
Seeing the official being helped onto Muluan, Uncle Li Guo also took a step back and took the tea from the old servant with some ease - others came in with their families, and he only brought an old servant with him.
"There is already news." Li Guojiu whispered to the old servant, "I caught him——"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a chamberlain coming quickly with a messenger. This was an urgent messenger. The people around him quickly got out of the way and watched the messenger come to the emperor.
People standing aside faintly heard, "What the officers and soldiers of Guning discovered... is related to a major matter of the country, and Mr. Liu Yan and Liu are also present..."
Then I saw the emperor's face darken.
Although everyone was curious, they did not dare to listen anymore and even stepped back.
Only Huo Lian stood there with a calm expression.
Li Guojiu then handed back the tea and smiled at the old servant. It was an important matter for the country, wasn't it? A smile appeared on the old servant's face.
The emperor's voice sounded here, as if the soldier was asking for instructions whether he should go back to the palace to deal with it.
The emperor just said: "No, just bring people here!"
Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, more people looked over, and the officials who were about to climb up the wooden luan also stopped.
The emperor looked solemn and ordered a chamberlain: "Go and bring this person!"
In response to the call, the chamberlain quickly walked away with the messengers. Low voices of discussion rang out in the school grounds. Not long after, Liu Yan, who looked a little haggard without wearing official robes, strode over, followed by a general.
Uncle Li Guo shook his head slightly, Liu Yan should be tied up and dragged in...
It's not enough to just tell Guning, "Don't be soft on matters concerning the country and the dynasty." After all, they are local garrison troops. When they suddenly see a high-ranking official like Liu Yan, although they know that they are important to the country and the dynasty, they still don't dare to be too cautious.
Too much.
As his thoughts flashed, he saw several officers and soldiers dragging one person behind him.
This man's body was covered in blood, but his head was covered with linen cloth, so his appearance could not be seen.
Is this... a Mo disciple?
Uncle Li Guo thought to himself and followed this person with his eyes.
Liu Yan had already arrived in front of the emperor. Not only did he not kneel down to plead guilty, he also stepped forward and whispered something to the emperor.
"No need!" the emperor said again, with a bit of anger in his eyes, pointing at the man, "Take off his hood and let everyone see!"
Following the emperor's order, the guards stepped forward and pulled off their hoods.
The school grounds were quiet, and no one seemed to recognize who he was for a moment.
Yes, this is just a frontier general after all.
The emperor slapped the armrest: "Liang Liuzi, you are brave. As a member of the Northern Navy, you can leave without permission. What do you want to do?"
As soon as these words came out, people in the school grounds were shocked.
Northern Navy!
Liang!
He turned out to be Liang Si’s adopted son!
His identity is suspicious, but he dares to leave the border without authorization. This is really a serious crime!
The Beihai Navy is finally in trouble now!
Compared with the surprise of others, Li Guojiu looked more surprised and a little in disbelief. Leaving the border without permission is indeed a major matter for the country, but it is not a major matter for him!
The old servant held the teacup, lowered his gaze, and slowly backed away.
You have to adjust the time difference for updates, so it’s best to watch it at night these days.
(I didn’t check it. If there are typos, ask me to correct them. Thank you for your hard work.)
