The imperial capital of Beijing was very lively. The two countries were getting married. This wedding was even more lively than when Princess Mingfang married the richest man in Beijing.
Before going out, Yin Ziheng told Sikong Qingying that after tonight's wedding, the envoys from the Huazhou Dynasty would leave the capital tomorrow, and he would be free again.
When Yin Ziheng said this, he looked at Sikong Qingying with very gentle eyes, which made Sikong Qingying indescribably happy... During this time, the marriage of the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty to the third prince had something to do with the Yuchi family.
The matter of the Book of Immortality has become the mainstream public opinion in the capital, and the rumors about Sikong Qingying have long been forgotten by everyone. Uncle Fu was still telling Yin Ziheng yesterday that they could get married----
Yin Ziheng planned to wait for the envoy from the Huazhou Dynasty to leave before he started preparing for his wedding to Sikong Qingying.
After Sikong Qingying watched Yin Ziheng go out, she practiced internal strength and martial arts with Uncle Fu. In modern times, when she threw darts, she always hit the target with perfect accuracy, but now when she uses a bow and arrow, she can pierce the Yang with a hundred steps and hit the target with perfect accuracy.
The sky was getting dark, and the night that was originally lively due to the marriage between the two countries suddenly became quiet for some reason.
The sound of neat footsteps came from the street outside the General's Mansion, and Uncle Forbes' ears twitched slightly: "So many officers and soldiers?" Ordinary people would not line up so neatly.
Sikong Qingying thought that Yin Ziheng was responsible for the safety of tonight's wedding, and couldn't help but worry: "Did something happen?"
Uncle Fu stood up and said, "Young lady, please stay here while I go out and take a look."
Sikong Qingying nodded and sat in the hall waiting for Uncle Fu.
After a while, Fu Bo came back with a gloomy look.
Seeing his bad expression, Sikong Qingying's heart skipped a beat and she immediately jumped up: "Uncle Fu, has something really happened?"
Uncle Fu frowned and said in a deep voice: "An assassin sneaked into the palace and the emperor was assassinated."
"What?" Sikong Qingying exclaimed, then immediately covered her mouth.
"So what's the situation now? Where's the eldest brother? Is he in danger? Will he be implicated and punished?"
After coming back to his senses, Sikong Qingying lowered his voice and asked a series of questions.
Uncle Fu pondered for a moment: "The eldest young master is highly skilled in martial arts and is also the patron saint of the capital. He should be fine. Young master, please relax."
Sikong Qingying stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brow to calm herself down.
Uncle Fu is right. Yin Ziheng's identity is there. Even if the emperor wants to use it, there will be Liu Ye who will help Yin Ziheng. Moreover, the capital cannot do without Yin Ziheng. Now there are generals in the capital, but they are prestigious and worthy.
Although he has great responsibilities, he is not as good as Yin Ziheng.
As for the current situation of the emperor? Sikong Qingying doesn't care about this situation at all. She is not a native of Dajing, and she has no respect or defense for the so-called emperor.
"Now the entire imperial capital is under martial law. The imperial guards are searching for assassins from house to house. I believe our general's palace will be no exception. Young lady, don't panic or be afraid. The old slaves are here and they won't do anything.
"
Sikong Qingying nodded: "I know." She was not a really delicate woman, how could she be frightened by those things.
After a while, someone knocked on the door of the General's Mansion. A group of guards wearing silver and red armor neatly walked into the General's Mansion and walked around the General's Mansion in a decent manner.
I didn't search a single house before I left.
Before leaving, the leader of the Imperial Guard said to Sikong Qingying: "Is this the young lady from the General's Mansion? General Pei asked his subordinates to tell the young lady, please relax, he will be back tomorrow. I hope he will come back tomorrow."
Don’t think about it.”
Sikong Qingying was touched by Yin Ziheng's attentiveness, and the turmoil in her heart was indeed calmed down by these words. She smiled and nodded: "I understand, thank you." As soon as she finished speaking, Uncle Fu stepped forward to give her a message.
The leader stuffed a considerable amount of silver notes, but the leader of the Imperial Guard could not refuse and had to accept it.
After sending them off, Sikong Qingying separated from Uncle Fu and went back to his room. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the smell of blood. At the same time, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice whispered: "
Xiaoying, long time no see!"
The familiar yet unfamiliar voice made Sikong Qingying startled. Immediately, she thought of who the owner of this voice was.
The huge surprise made her ignore the smell of blood she had smelled earlier, and she exclaimed: "Senior Bai! Why are you here?"
That's right, the owner of this voice is Bai Yuanjun, her old friend whom she met because he climbed over the wall before marrying into Yuchi's family.
She lit the candlelight and saw an elegant man in his forties, dressed in blue, with black hair and gray hair on his temples. He was sitting at the table, holding someone in his arms.
"It's a long story. Do you have any medicine for trauma? Your brother was injured. I was chasing him so fast that I forgot to bring medicine with me."
Only then did Sikong Qingying realize that the person being held in Bai Yuanjun's arms was actually her brother Sikong Wangyan.
Sikong Qingying was shocked and immediately wanted to go find a doctor, but then she thought about the current situation of martial law in the city outside and the strange appearance of the two people who were still injured...
God! The assassins who assassinated the emperor couldn't be Senior Bai and his brother, right?
Thinking of this, Sikong Qingying's expression immediately changed: "Senior Bai, are you... could it be that people outside are arresting you?"
Bai Yuanjun nodded: "Your brother is too stubborn, I can't persuade him."
Sikong Qingying felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Wasn't her family an ordinary merchant's home? Wasn't her brother a helpless scholar? Why did he suddenly come to assassinate the emperor?
However, this matter is not the most important thing at the moment. The most important thing is her brother's injury. No matter why Sikong Wangyan assassinated the emperor, Sikong Wangyan is her biological brother and her only blood relative in this world.
After she was beaten by Yin Ziheng last time, Yin Ziheng and Uncle Fu found very precious wound medicine for her. They didn't use it up at that time. There are still a lot left. Sikong Qingying found them all and gave them to Bai Yuanjun.
Sikong Wangyan was unconscious and was held in Bai Yuanjun's arms. Bai Yuanjun did not let Sikong Qingying intervene and gave Sikong Wangyan medicine himself.
After giving Sikong Wangyan the medicine, Sikong Qingying asked Bai Yuanjun: "Senior Bai, how is my brother's condition? Do I need to find a doctor?"
Bai Yuanjun shook his head: "Your brother's injury is not serious, it's just that I touched his sleeping point. Xiaoying, didn't you say that I taught you to play the flute and you just called me Master? Why did you call me Senior Bai again?"
"
Sikong Qingying paused: "Okay, Master, do you know why my brother did this?"
Bai Yuanjun frowned when he heard this. Because Sikong Qingying was a girl, Sikong Wangyan didn't want Sikong Qingying to know those things, and he didn't even tell her the real reason why their parents died.
Now that he tells Sikong Qingying these things without authorization, Sikong Wangyan will definitely be angry when he finds out, right?
Bai Yuanjun thought for a while, carefully weighing his words before saying: "I don't know the specifics, but your brother does know the details. However, I don't dare to let him wake up now. He wants to kill the emperor and will cause trouble as soon as he wakes up...
It's better to wait for the opportunity and let your brother tell you in person."
For the first time, Sikong Qingying had the feeling that she was the protagonist of time travel. It was only at this moment that she began to doubt--perhaps, her body was not as simple as it seemed.
"Okay, then I'll ask you again when my brother wakes up."
"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait this time. I'm afraid he will wake up and do stupid things again. I plan to take him away now... It's better to wait until you have the opportunity to return to Jizhou in the future and then ask your brother properly. Besides... now
You are not suitable to know these things."
Sikong Qingying thought about his own situation, which was also full of troubles, and then fell silent. After a while, he said:
"But, Senior Bai... uh, Master, are you taking your brother away now? People outside are searching for you. If you go out, you are just surrendering. Why not stay in the General's Mansion first, and we will make a long-term plan."
"No, the small imperial capital cannot trap us. I just heard that you are here and stopped by to see you. We will leave soon to avoid being caught by General Yin."
Sikong Qingying was speechless.
Fortunately, Yin Ziheng was not here. If Yin Ziheng was here, she really didn't know how to explain to Yin Ziheng that he was harboring assassins.
"Well, I also think it will be safer for you to leave here as soon as possible...Master, when you return to Jizhou safely, you must write a letter to me to report that you are safe."
"must."
"By the way, Master, do you want to take away the things you left here with me? Some time ago, I met the person in the portrait you gave me."
Bai Yuanjun's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Where did you meet him?"
"My elder brother and I picked him up on the way back from Jingyin Temple. He was injured."
"Then do you know how to find him?"
Sikong Qingying shook his head: "I don't know, but I know he is from Xuanming Palace."
"Xuan Ming Palace... is it actually in Xuan Ming Palace? Haha, it's really hard to find anywhere, it takes no effort to get it. Xiaoying, I will keep that thing with you. After I find him, I will let him
Came to get it."
"Okay, I've seen him before, so I won't admit the wrong person next time."
Bai Yuanjun stayed for a while and told Sikong Qingying something about Sikong Wangyan. The general meaning was that Sikong Wangyan had a lot of things on his back. He didn't mean to treat her badly before, and he hoped she would forgive Sikong Wangyan.
Sikong Qingying kept silent about this. Although Sikong Wangyan's attitude towards her was not very good before, he had always treated her harshly. Therefore, apart from the fact that she did not have a close relationship with Sikong Wangyan, she did not blame Sikong Wangyan.
, since you don’t blame, how can you forgive?
At midnight, Bai Yuanjun finally said goodbye to Sikong Qingying, and left the general's mansion holding Sikong Wangyan, who was still asleep.
Sikong Qingying tossed and turned and stayed awake all night.
When she got up the next day, she naturally had a pair of panda eyes, especially because of her fair complexion, which made the two dark eye sockets more obvious. When Fu Bo saw her, he was shocked by her.
She just smiled and said nothing. Uncle Fu thought she was worried about Yin Ziheng, and he became convinced.
But in fact, she was worried about Yin Ziheng, Bai Yuanjun and Sikong Wangyan.
At noon, Yin Ziheng finally came back, with a haggard look on his face and bloodshot eyes. As soon as he saw him, Sikong Qingying rushed up: "Brother, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?
"
A smile appeared on Yin Ziheng's lips, and he held Sikong Qingying's hand: "I'm fine, don't worry."
Sikong Qingying bit her lower lip and said with some hesitation: "Then, has the assassin been caught?"
Yin Ziheng shook his head: "There is more than one assassin, and they are extremely cunning. They have not been caught yet."
Sikong Qingying breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Yin Ziheng hadn't caught anyone yet, which meant that Bai Yuanjun and Sikong Wangyan had left the imperial capital safely.
But...will Yin Ziheng doubt Bai Yuanjun and the others?
"Brother, do you know who carried out this assassination?"
"I don't know, but to assassinate the emperor at a sensitive time like the marriage between the two countries last night, it must be someone from the Huiguang Dynasty or the Shoyi Dynasty... Xiaoying doesn't have to worry, the elder brother will solve this matter by himself."
Sikong Qingying was very ashamed when she heard this and blamed herself because she concealed the truth about Yin Ziheng's incident.
However, there is no way she would betray her own brother or someone as close as a mentor or friend.
"Then...how is the emperor doing now?"
"Fortunately, we responded in time and the emperor was not injured, just a little frightened."
Sikong Qingying breathed a sigh of relief. If the emperor was fine, she would not blame Yin Ziheng. She did not want to hurt her seniors and brother who were close to her, and she felt guilty for hiding Yin Ziheng. If the emperor was fine, the guilt in her heart would be slightly relieved.
Yin Ziheng didn't sleep a wink last night and was very tired now. Seeing Sikong Qingying's panda eyes, he decisively pulled Sikong Qingying to catch up on his sleep with him, and the two fell asleep holding each other in broad daylight.
Little did they know that yesterday's assassination sent shock waves. In addition to causing an uproar in the capital, Zhong Lizhan, the princess of the Huazhou Dynasty who was getting married to the capital, was also uneasy because of it.
On the second day, when Zhong Lizian sent the envoy of the Huazhou Dynasty away, this beautiful woman with a pure and refined face, her eyebrows raised, coldly shouted at the envoy of the Huazhou Dynasty: "You are so brave.
, actually changed the plan without authorization and acted on his own without permission?"
The messenger knew that this princess was the most beloved daughter of the emperor of the Huazhou Dynasty. Even if she got married, he did not dare to make her angry. He immediately clarified: "Princess, what happened last night was not done by us.
Innocent."
After hearing this, Zhong Lizian blinked her clear eyes, bit her pink fingertips, and thought thoughtfully: "You mean, besides us, there are people plotting the Mingjing Dynasty? Or... this is the Shouyi Dynasty.
What they did with the Minghui Dynasty to destroy the marriage between our two countries? It doesn’t make sense... My father has obviously negotiated with them..."
Although she volunteered for this marriage, she was not very interested in the third prince, but was very interested in the sixth prince, Xuanyuan Mingzhao, because the temperaments of Xuanyuan Mingzhao and her father were very similar.
Unfortunately, her father said that the sixth prince was too difficult to deal with and insisted on letting her marry the third prince so that he could take advantage of him.
"Princess, in addition to us, some people in the Mingjing Dynasty are not without suspicion... After all, the sons of Emperor Mingjing have all grown up."
Zhong Lizian, who has grown up next to the emperor of the Huazhou Dynasty since she was a child, understands the words of the Huazhou envoy very well. Her father is often suspicious of several of his brothers, and her adult brothers are also jealous of her father.
The emperor's throne is eagerly awaited.
She was a little upset thinking about it, wondering if others would hurt her father after she left.
But... soon, after the matter in the Mingjing Empire is over, she will return to the Huazhou Dynasty.
Now that she knew that the assassination of Emperor Dajing yesterday had nothing to do with people on her side, she felt relieved: "In that case, you can go back. Everything will go according to plan. I will resolve the matter here in the shortest possible time.
Return to my father."
"yes."
"By the way, this is the handkerchief I personally embroidered for my father. Remember to hand it over to your father and tell him that Xian'er will return to Huazhou within a year!"
When Emperor Weizong of Dajing was assassinated, although he was not injured, he was greatly frightened and became ill because of it.
It can be said that the illness came like a mountain, and the illness healed like silk. After this illness, his health never recovered.
The prince, who had been ill for more than 20 years, stayed in front of his bed all day long. Not only did Emperor Weizong's illness not recover, but his own body bones collapsed first.
Yin Ziheng, who originally thought he would be free after the Huazhou Dynasty envoy left, was often called to the palace to accompany him because of Emperor Weizong's suspicion. After the assassin sneaked into the palace, Emperor Weizong often suspected that there was someone around him.
A lot of assassins are lurking.
Three days after Emperor Weizong was assassinated, Sikong Qingying received a letter from Bai Yuanjun. The letter said that her brother Sikong Wangyan had been taken back to his hometown of Jizhou by Bai Yuanjun, and also said that the killer Lu Jiu would come to her in the near future.
Get something here.
This letter was obtained by Sikong Qingying openly. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a family letter. After reading it, Sikong Qingying felt completely relaxed and immediately burned the letter.
I don’t know whether it’s because Haruhi gets sleepy easily or for some reason, but Sikong Qingying has become less and less fond of getting out of bed recently, and has become a little sleepy.
The assassination of Emperor Weizong made her sweat for Yin Ziheng, but as time passed, she was no longer so worried. Facts have proved that even after the assassination, Emperor Weizong still attached great importance to relying on Yin Ziheng---
Sikong Qingying was very fortunate that Sikong Wangyan's assassination did not have any negative impact on Yin Ziheng.
The martial law in the Imperial Capital was relaxed as time went by.
In the general's mansion, Sikong Qingying and Shu Qi were competing in Qinggong. Sikong Qingying's level was naturally not as good as Shu Qi's, so for the sake of fairness, Uncle Fu manipulated Shu Qi's acupuncture points so that Shu Qi's skill could only be
If you use 20 to 30%, the gap between the two will not be big.
At this time, Sikong Qingying and Shu Qi both jumped to the front of the courtyard of the General's Mansion. Sikong Qingying took a look outside and saw that the bustling streets in the past were in chaos, with people scattered in all directions, and accompanied by sharp noises.
cry.
Before Sikong Qingying could react, Shuqi said: "Young lady, I'm afraid something might happen again, so let's go down first."
Sikong Qingying nodded, and said that in the year or so since he arrived in Dajing, Dajing has been peaceful, but since he got married to the Huazhou Dynasty, Dajing has become restless, with incidents happening every now and then.
Is there something wrong with the Huazhou Dynasty? This thought flashed through Sikong Qingying's mind.
Shuqi was still guessing what happened on the street with Sikong Qingying, when he saw Uncle Fu flying towards the two of them with wind at his feet, and said with a very ugly face: "The general has been assassinated!"
Sikong Qingying looked at Uncle Fu, unable to react for a while. When he realized that the general was Yin Ziheng, his eyesight went dark, and after a while, the whole person fell down.