Wei Chen said: "What do you care about the carriage now? It's more important to escape first."
Daji also said: "Don't worry about the carriage, Shiro, take a look at the current position first, and then we will find a way back."
Zhou Lang could only agree. The group walked around for a long time before they found a street intersection. Zhou Lang ran against the crowd and looked at the street outside. He found that the people outside were also very confused. People were constantly crowding into the alley.
He looked outside and finally saw a few stores he remembered, and roughly knew where he was.
Then he went back and led the group hiding in the alley to find a correct direction.
Zhou Lang was not familiar with the roads and some alleys were blocked, so they had to walk on the main street for a while before avoiding the side streets to disperse.
The road was full of people running for their lives home.
After walking for about two hours, they took a long way back to Kangxue Street. It was already past noon, and everyone was very hungry. Once they returned to the small courtyard, they were too tired to move.
Man Bao sat down on the stool with a pale face, his expression even worse than that of the elder Mr. Zhuang.
Zhou Lijun looked at her worriedly, "Sister-in-law, have you gone astray?"
Man Bao nodded, "I ran too fast before."
Zhou Lang immediately went to the kitchen and poured her a bowl of hot water, "Do you want to call a doctor?"
Yaomei has been in poor health since she was a child, and she thought she had taken care of herself in the past two years. After all, she is fat and white, but who would have thought that her face would turn pale just by running too fast.
Man Bao thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No need, I was pulled too fast, ran too fast, and didn't catch my breath."
She felt it carefully and found nothing wrong with her body.
In fact, other people were also a little out of breath.
Everyone sat and rested together. The cook served them tea and snacks with a puzzled look on her face, and quietly asked Zhou Lang, "What's going on?"
Zhou Lang had endless things to say, and he was agitated by the question. He immediately became energetic and whispered: "Guess what happened over there on the main street just now."
"What happened?"
"Someone has assassinated the prince!"
The cook's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "My dear, isn't this the old man who hanged himself because he doesn't want to live long?"
Zhou Lang nodded with deep understanding.
Mr. Zhuang took a sip of tea, frowned and said, "You are not allowed to go out these two days, Shanbao. If you go to school the day after tomorrow, you must go early and come back early. Be careful on the road."
Bai Shanbao agreed and asked curiously: "Sir, did those assassins assassinate the King of Yizhou because of the flood in Yizhou three years ago?"
Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment and then shook his head, "I don't know."
Wei Chen said: "It's been almost three years. The assassination has been carried out long ago. Why wait until now? I think it's just an excuse. The person behind it is definitely not a victim of the disaster. And where are the victims who know kung fu and can assassinate?"
Man Bao said: "This is not necessarily true. When the Jianwei Weir burst, the floods rushed down directly. There were also many wealthy families downstream, and they were all gone in an instant. The ordinary poor people have no ability, so don't the descendants of those families have the ability either?
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Bai Erlang nodded repeatedly, "There may also be killers sent by other princes."
"Impossible!" Bai Shan and Manbao Weichen said in unison, and both glanced at Bai Erlang.
Bai Erlang was not convinced and asked: "Why is it impossible?"
Wei Chen: "Which prince has nothing to do but assassinate the King of Yizhou? He is just the Holy Lord's younger brother, not the Holy Lord's son."
Man Bao nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right, since they are princes, they are members of the same family. If they don't fight for the throne, who will assassinate another prince when they are full and have nothing to do?"
Mr. Zhuang did not stop them from talking about the matter, but he also did not interfere. He only warned: "If you want to discuss it, you can only discuss it at home. When you go out, you must be careful about your words and deeds, and don't say anything you shouldn't say.
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Let’s all agree together.
Man Bao saw the prince for the first time in his life, and also saw the assassin for the first time in his life. He was so excited that his face even improved.
When the cook prepared lunch and served it to her, she had a full bowl of rice and her energy was completely restored.
So they went to the study to continue discussing the various possibilities of assassination.
Mr. Zhuang ignored them and went back to his room, not knowing what he was thinking.
It wasn't until evening, when Wei Chen had dinner here and went back, that the rest of them gathered in the room and whispered.
Of course, it only includes their three senior brothers and sisters, and Daji.
The three of them talked quietly together. Daji folded his arms and leaned against the door to listen, "Do you still remember that account book?"
"Of course I remember," Man Bao said, "It's because I remembered that I asked them to run for their lives."
Bai Shanbao: "Do you think they are really the victims of the flood in Yizhou three years ago?"
King Yizhou was also asking this question.
The assassin failed to kill him in the end, but he didn't get any benefit. He got a cut on his arm and many guards died. The most important thing is that being assassinated in front of everyone would have a negative impact on his prestige and reputation.
A big blow.
Two of the assassins escaped, and the rest were either killed by them or committed suicide, leaving no one alive.
So King Yizhou was very angry and asked angrily: "Are they really victims of the disaster? Where are the victims so powerful that they can assassinate this king?"
Magistrate Tang stood behind the officials with his head lowered. If the sky fell, there would be a tall person holding him up, so no questions could be asked on his head.
Just as he was thinking this, the King of Yizhou suddenly called his name, "Tang County Magistrate..."
County Magistrate Tang:......
He silently took a few steps forward and walked into the hall to salute.
The doctor of Yizhou Palace was bandaging his arm. When King Yizhou saw him, he remembered that he had protected him and that he had led him out of the encirclement. His face softened, but there was still anger hidden in it. "The guards reported
The assassin finally hid under the jurisdiction of Huayang County, what do you say?"
Magistrate Tang bent down and said: "Your Majesty, one street past the main street is the scope of Huayang County. As long as the assassin escapes, there is a 90% chance of hiding in Huayang County..."
King Yizhou slapped the table and said, "So many assassins hid in Huayang County in advance, and you didn't notice it at all?"
The magistrate of Tang County was silent for a while and then said: "Your Majesty, these Nuo opera fortune tellers to eliminate the ghost epidemic were all found by the Yizhou Prince's Palace. Their entry and exit from the city have never been registered in Huayang County. Of course, this is the official
If you neglect your duty, your subordinate will definitely punish the county captain severely when he returns."
Governor Ming's eyes twitched, he quietly raised his head and glared at him secretly, warning him to restrain himself.
King Yizhou's face froze, but the anger in his heart kept rising. Zhang Jiedushi saw that his ears were red with anger, and he quickly scolded the Tang County magistrate: "Why don't you retreat quickly and investigate, first find out who the assassin is."
The origin, and the two assassins who escaped must be captured as soon as possible, the city gates should be closed tightly, and no one is allowed to go out."
Magistrate Tang knew that it was useless to object, so he bowed obediently and agreed. The Ming governor immediately came out, bowed to ask for a mission, and then stepped down.