The servant's eyes narrowed, and he pulled out a knife from the food box. It was just a knife, but it seemed that he could not resist.
Because the angle of this sword is not only very tricky, but also extremely fast. It is also pure and pure. It seems to be the legendary sword drawing technique. It is simple, but even the top masters in the world may not be able to do it under this sudden blow.
avoid.
"ah!"
Although Wen Xunpeng was a scholar, many literati at this time could practice some swordsmanship for self-defense. Wen Xunpeng's martial arts practice was even extremely exquisite. He chose "Thousands of Mountains Overlapping at Dusk and Drizzle" in the arsenal of the Prince of Qi. It is said that at that time
Fang Zhiya used this method to dominate the world for ten years, but his disciples rebelled, surrounded and killed him. He didn't expect this method to be found in the arsenal of King Qi.
It's just that Wen Xunpeng is just a scribe in the end. He practices casually and can barely be considered a master of martial arts. He can't be considered a showman. But even so, facing this sword, there is no way to hide or avoid it.
Seeing that the tip of the knife had cut through his chest and was about to pierce his body, Wen Xunpeng felt a pain in his chest. He could see clearly and clearly, but his body could not keep up with the pain. He could only secretly scream, "My life."
Stop it!"
"Cang!" As metals collided together, the murderous aura was blocked, and the clear echo was like a startling sound in the drowsiness, which suddenly woke up Wen Xunpeng from his state of death.
In a daze, Wen Xunpeng instinctively took three steps back.
Looking up, she saw Luo Jiang standing in front of her. She had opened her sword and was confronting the "servant".
"Mr. Wen, let's go!" Without looking back, Luo Jiang seemed to have "seen" Wen Xunpeng's hesitation, and immediately said, with just these few words, the sword energy suddenly appeared, and the figure suddenly appeared, "Zheng Zheng Zheng.
"The sound was repeated, and the onlookers could only see the flash of swords and lightning, and there were five tremors in just a short moment.
Wen Xunpeng knew that if he stayed, he would only bring trouble to Luo Jiang, and sighed in his heart: "It is indeed a palace, and I don't expect that the foreman of the sword dance is a top master.
Holding her chest and retreating again, until she retreated to a safe area and her life was temporarily saved, she realized that although she was blocked, she was still scratched on the side of her heart, blood flowed out, and her front was soaked with blood. It was really painful.
Only then did they attack.
Wen Xunpeng didn't care about this and immediately shouted outside: "Here comes someone, there is an assassin!"
At this time, the steward and the maid woke up and fled in a hurry, also shouting.
After all, Prince Dai's Mansion is a royal palace. Although the soldiers of the palace can only be accommodated for a few months, they are trained strictly according to the training of Dazheng's guards. With this shout, there was a sound of running outside the courtyard. Someone came shouting and stepped forward. He breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at it.
The murderer who caused himself to be stabbed.
It was also at this time that through the light of several lanterns in the courtyard, the true face of the "servant" was finally seen.
This man was wearing the clothes of a servant of Prince Dai, but his face was very unfamiliar. Not only had he not been seen in Prince Dai's residence, he had also never been seen in the capital.
This may mean that this person has no name in the capital, or it may mean that this person’s current appearance is not his true face. After all, this person’s expression looks stiff now, and at night, it is not clear whether he is wearing a human skin mask or performing an act.
Disguised.
"Who wants to kill me? Is it King Qi's people?"
"Or maybe a Mafia killer?"
Both possibilities were possible. Wen Xunpeng couldn't immediately tell who was the real mastermind behind the scenes, so he could only hope to find clues from the assassin.
"Mr. Wen! Are you okay?" The nearest soldier ran in and was not startled when he saw the two fighting in the field. When he saw clearly what Wen Xunpeng looked like at this moment, he was so frightened that his upper body was covered with blood.
It's blood, this, how serious is this injury?
"I'm fine, it's important to catch the assassin! Go and notify someone quickly, don't let the assassin escape!" Wen Xunpeng ordered.
Hearing Wen Xunpeng shouting as he retreated to the side, Luo Jiang stopped several times the assassin who was about to rush over and take Wen Xunpeng's life. Finally, the assassin became angry and all his murderous intent came towards Luo Jiang.
Amidst the sound of "clang, clank, clank", the two people turned into streams of light and rushed towards them. There was a faint wind in the sky, which was unstoppable. Luo Jiang and the assassin had passed several moves in an instant, and the swords collided, causing sparks to fly.
"Hey, this sword technique is wrong!"
Luo Jiang suddenly felt something was wrong and was startled. He changed his sword technique and used the sword technique taught by Dai Wang.
"Pfft", this sword was very delicate, the change was sudden, the assassin seemed not to have expected Luo Jiang to have such a unique move, and in desperation, he reluctantly blocked the sword.
The swords collided and sparks exploded. Luo Jiang's heart was filled with turmoil, and he looked at the assassin with doubtful eyes.
"Brother Yan?"
"There are assassins, come quickly!" The shout from outside finally called more soldiers nearby.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the assassin immediately launched an attack, with two loud "clang" sounds, his body stumbled, and shot sideways ten feet away. Then he turned around again, jumped over the wall and burrowed, disappearing in twos and threes.
Inner courtyard·main room
Su Ziji was wearing casual clothes and sat at the dining table next to Ye Buhui. There were light dishes on the table. In front of Su Ziji, there were cold bean sprouts and fried shrimp balls with fungus. After eating them, they felt a bit bland, but they knew they were hers.
I'm afraid I'm tired of it.
Su Ziji drank half a bowl of soup and was no longer hungry, so he asked the maid: "Where are Xiaobai and the others?"
"Your Majesty, the two foxes are still sleeping in the fox room, and they are sleeping soundly. They are snoring one after another!" The maid's answer made Su Ziji nodded.
At this moment, a figure flashed outside the bead curtain, and the butler whispered: "Your Majesty."
"Come in." Su Ziji said.
The maid standing at the door raised the bead curtain, and the butler came in and saluted Su Ziji: "Your Majesty, all the tables in the restaurant have been evacuated, and the canopy has been dismantled. Here is the gift list."
Su Ziji listened to the steward's summary report of today's follow-up events and felt quite satisfied. The king opened his mansion and held a one-day banquet and reception without any trouble. Although King Lu came and King Qi's provocation, it was all
It was expected, not a surprise.
"You have worked hard today, and you will be rewarded." Su Ziji said.
After saying this, he stopped talking. After all, receiving guests in the inner courtyard is really the responsibility of the mistress of the house, and the rewards and punishments below are all Ye Buhui's business.
Since Su Ziji wanted to be a good couple with Ye Buhui, if he named himself queen, people outside would look down on Ye Buhui, who was born as a commoner. I am afraid that some people inside would have other ideas, and he needed to give him some advice.
Ye Buhui had enough rights, gave Ye Buhui enough respect, and helped Ye Buhui stand up.
Of course, it wouldn't be possible if she couldn't stand up on her own. Fortunately, Ye Buhui was no longer the little girl who used to look after the book store. After two years of study, she could handle the daily affairs of the palace with ease.
At this moment, she also smiled and said gently to the housekeeper: "The prince said there will be rewards, which means that the people in the palace do things very neatly and should be rewarded."
"I will reward you thirty taels for the housekeeper, twenty taels for the steward, and ten taels for the first-class maid..."
Just as she said this, her expression suddenly changed, she covered her mouth and retched to the side.
This time, the housekeeper who was listening to the instructions was startled. Several maids were also a little shocked and stayed where they were, unable to react for a moment.
"No regrets?" Su Ziji's heart moved, and he thought of something. He looked at Ye Buhui with a cautious look, especially looking at Ye Buhui's belly.
His previous dreams and everything else had come true one by one, and now it was finally his turn to not regret being pregnant?