The assassin appeared very suddenly, with no warning at all before. Gu Qiancheng, who was sitting in the teahouse, was startled and frowned: "Why is there an assassin here? Who sent someone?"
"They said they were sent by the Supreme Emperor." When Feng Sijin said this, a smile overflowed from the corners of his lips. There was no sarcasm in it. He just smiled lightly, but it gave people a sense of indifference that he had seen through everything.
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"It's not the Emperor's." Gu Qiancheng refused without thinking.
Feng Sijin did not accept Gu Qiancheng's words and said: "They are not from Xihu and Beiqi. The emperor decided to leave the city temporarily. Xihu and Beiqi will send more manpower after receiving the news that the emperor is leaving the city, but they don't have the ability yet.
We arranged for dead soldiers to enter the city in such a short period of time. Moreover, these people are not dead soldiers."
The Feng family also has dead soldiers. Those specially trained dead soldiers are like the living dead. They have no life and only know how to kill. Obviously, this group of people are far from being dead soldiers.
"They are not from the Supreme Emperor, nor are they from Xihu or Northern Qi. Looking at the skills of these people, they cannot be from the Changsheng Sect, so who sent them?" Gu Qiancheng saw that Qin Jiyan was not in danger,
He also calmed down.
She had just seen these assassins, turned around and jumped in front of Long Chu. She thought they were very capable, but now it seemed like they were bluffing.
"I remember that the emperor has also offended the forces in the world." After listening to Gu Qiancheng counting them one by one, Feng Sijin suddenly realized that they, the emperor, had quite a few enemies, and they would really have to persuade him to leave the palace less in the future, lest he
Without an heir, he died outside the palace, causing chaos for his officials.
"It's impossible. These people's moves are definitely not taught by Jianghu sects." Gu Qiancheng refused without thinking. Although she couldn't practice martial arts, under Zi Che's special training, she could master various martial arts moves.
The art is still slightly involved.
"Yes, they are not from Jianghu. Whose people are these?" Feng Sijin asked the question without answering, holding up the tea cup and taking a sip, completely ignoring the Imperial Guards and assassins who were fighting fiercely below.
Gu Gecheng originally had a guess, but seeing Feng Sijin's attitude, he understood that her guess was true, "It turns out that he is really the emperor's man." In a play that he directed and acted, he didn't know who would take the blame in the end.
Gu Qiancheng visited the emperor's sons and grandsons and silently lit a row of candles for the king of Zhou who was far away in the fiefdom.
No surprise, the blame falls on King Zhou, because now King Zhou is the only one who has not been deposed by Qin Jiyan.
"Go out in a big way, meet an assassin, and then follow the assassin to find out the person behind the scenes. The person behind the scenes will definitely have a bad end." Feng Sijin stated Qin Jiyan's purpose without emotion.
Gu Qiancheng was silent and asked, "Did King Zhou do something?" Qin Jiyan was indeed not nice to his uncles, but he never took the initiative to take action.
"King Zhou has been very active recently. He has been secretly contacting the Supreme Emperor's people. He seems to be making big moves." This matter is very secretive. I'm afraid Qin Jiyan only received the news recently, and he was better than Qin Jiyan because of a coincidence.
Know earlier.
Gu Qiancheng nodded clearly: "No wonder Qin Jiyan wants to attack him. There is a crime of assassinating the emperor under the pretense of the emperor's order. From now on, King Zhou will bring out the emperor to make excuses, but it will be useless." Assassination of the emperor is up to you.
No one will end well.
"Although it took some risks, the results were excellent." Feng Sijin didn't think there was anything wrong with Qin Jiyan's actions. As long as the emperor could ensure his own safety, he would do anything risky.
While Feng Sijin and Gu Qiancheng were talking, all the assassins had been taken down by the guards.
"There were twenty-eight people in total. Twenty were dead and eight were captured alive." The assassin was dressed as an ordinary citizen, and his clothes were no different from those of ordinary people. You could tell at a glance that they had been prepared in advance.
As for whether there are any marks on the body?
The guards are really not sure. Now on the street, they can only do a rough inspection, and some private parts cannot be inspected.
"Take the person down and torture him severely. I want to know who did it." Qin Jiyan ordered through the curtain.
Soon the few assassins who committed the crime were taken away by the guards, and the streets returned to calm, or rather eerie silence.
Thousands of people were standing on the street, but the whole street was unusually quiet, which really made people feel weird, but no one felt anything was wrong at this time.
The emperor encounters an assassin on the street. Everyone present may be an accomplice, or there may be an assassin hidden in the crowd. In such a situation, who dares to act recklessly?
The imperial guards were on high alert, guarding against the appearance of the assassin's accomplices, and at the same time they were afraid of the emperor's punishment. The ordinary people knelt there motionless, fearing that the imperial guards would accuse them of being accomplices and arrest them.
After a few breaths passed, Qin Jiyan, who was sitting in the dragon's nest, spoke, "Don't disturb the people. Continue to leave the city."
These words were like a spell, breaking the eerie silence on the street. When the eunuch heard these words, he immediately repeated loudly: "The Holy One has decreed that you cannot disturb the people, and continue to leave the city." The sharp and high-pitched voice could
By piercing a person's eardrum, more people can hear.
When the people on both sides heard this, they all shouted happily: "Your Majesty is wise, long live your Majesty." Lord Feng and others quietly retreated, retracting their words of persuasion.
The imperial guard of honor continued to move forward, heading out of the city. This time it went smoothly, and no more assassins were encountered until they left the city, which made the accompanying personnel heave a sigh of relief.
However, as soon as they left the city, the entourage became nervous again, because they knew very well that it was more dangerous outside the city.
The Feng family had its own cemetery, but Feng Yunji was not buried in the Feng family cemetery, but in Taiyuan in the west of the city. Taiyuan was a royal place, and all the men of Da Qin who died in battle were buried there.
Arriving outside Taiyuan, Qin Jiyan got off the Dragon Boat Festival and walked towards the cemetery on foot.
"When we arrive at Taiyuan, the civil servants get off their sedan chairs and the military attachés get off their horses. This is a sign of respect for those who died in battle, and I am no exception." This was Qin Jiyan's words, and it was this sentence that attracted General Feng and the others.
The other generals' eyes were red.
Countless heroic souls are buried in Taiyuan, and many people come to pay homage every year. However, the only emperor who comes to Taiyuan is Qin Jiyan. They don’t know how other emperors will be there when they visit Taiyuan. They know that Qin Jiyan, the first
The emperor who entered the Taiyuan Garden walked in.
In Taiyuan, the tombkeeper received the news early in the morning and waited outside early in the morning. He did not panic when he saw the emperor's guard of honor, but knelt down silently...
General Feng was afraid that the emperor would be dissatisfied, so he hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, Uncle Mute and others have lost their tongues and cannot speak."
The tombkeepers in Qin Garden all had physical defects to some extent, but the few who came out to greet the emperor looked just like ordinary people, except that they could not speak.
The tombkeepers in Qinyuan were not arranged by any family. These people spontaneously guarded the tomb of their dead master in Taiyuan. Therefore, whether it was General Feng or any other martial artist, they were very polite to Uncle Ya and others.
Qin Jiyan would not be dissatisfied with such a trivial matter. He glanced at Uncle Mute and others, raised his hand to signal Uncle Mute and others to get up, and led the guards towards the cemetery...