Ambush and assassination of Wang Jinling is the same as assassination of the emperor. It can only succeed but cannot fail. Once the traces of failure are revealed, you must run away or commit suicide in order to erase the traces and prevent others from discovering it.
With the addition of Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen, the assassins had no upper hand and could not approach the wooden house. When the people arranged by Fu Lin arrived, these assassins had no chance of winning.
This group of people were also smart. When they saw something was wrong, they ran away. If they couldn't escape, they committed suicide. Everyone was busy all night, but they didn't even find anyone alive.
But it doesn't matter to them whether he is alive or not, as long as they know who did it and won't seek revenge on the wrong person.
After the melee ended, Wang Jinling strolled out and ordered the people around him: "Clean up."
"Yes." The Wang family guards dragged their wounds and began to clean up the battlefield. Seeing this, Fu Lin's people left first.
"You three, please..." Wang Jinling stepped forward, bowed to express his gratitude, and then invited the three of them into the room.
Feng Qingchen worked hard for most of the night, and his body was soaked with sweat. Seeing Wang Jinling's clean appearance, he couldn't help complaining: "Jin Ling, you are so unkind. We almost ran away to death trying to save you."
, but you are hiding in the house reading a book."
There was nothing I could do, the atmosphere in this room was weird, Feng Qingchen really felt uncomfortable, so he had to take the initiative to speak up to ease the secret fight between the three men.
Wang Jinling poured water for the three of them and answered with a smile: "The able ones work harder. I am incompetent, so I have to be lazy."
He pushed the cup in front of Uncle Nine Emperors and nodded to him as a greeting. At the same time, he did not forget to entertain Fu Lin.
"Such words coming from your mouth are truly false." Seeing the silence of the three of them, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to continue chatting with Wang Jinling.
We are all smart people, and there are a lot of unusual things going on tonight, but it is not suitable for us here. We just chatted and didn't talk in depth.
By the time the guards cleaned up the outside of the house, it was already dawn, and everyone didn't stay too long. They came out of the wooden house and prepared to return to the city.
At this time, the Xie family also received news that Uncle Nine Emperors had arrived in time and ruined their plan. The head of the Xie family smashed a set of fine jade cups and was still upset.
"Don Lingjiu, you are really the nemesis of our Xie family." The head of the Xie family turned red with anger, and the white hair on his temples was trembling.
The head of the Xie family became more and more angry as he thought about it, and ordered someone to take official uniforms and help him put them on before he could enter the palace.
Dong Ling Jiu is a trouble in Dong Ling. He can't wait for three days. He will declare a decree today and let Dong Ling Jiu guard the imperial mausoleum so that he can never come back...
Feng Qingchen and the four of them separated outside the city. It was not good for Fu Lin to appear with Uncle Nine Emperors, and there was no need for Wang Jinling to act like he was on good terms with Uncle Nine Emperors. It would be fine if everyone knew some things well.
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Feng Qingchen and Uncle Nine Emperors entered the city on horseback. When the soldiers guarding the city learned of their identities, they immediately made way for them and welcomed them into the city.
I thought that Uncle Nine Emperors would go directly into the city as usual, but unexpectedly, Uncle Nine Emperors actually stopped at the gate of the city, sat on his horse and asked, "Where was the general last night?"
The soldiers guarding the city were startled and deceived. They did not expect that a big shot like Uncle Nine Emperors would talk to him. He was so nervous that he stuttered and couldn't think at all. He opened his mouth and said: "Mo, General Mo was taken away by the blood-clothed guards."
Did the blood-clothed guard take action? Feng Qingchen frowned. The Nine Emperors Uncle had to think of the answer and did not stop much. He rode into the city to make it easier for the people behind him to enter the city.
The soldier waited for Uncle Nine Emperors to go away, then climbed up from the ground cautiously, and said with a dreamy look on his face: "Uncle Nine Emperors just talked to me, hahahaha..."
When everyone saw the soldier's crazy look, instead of being disdainful, they felt envious.
This is a question about how lucky you were in your previous life to be able to win noble people and good looks.
Since Uncle Nine Emperors asked about the general last night, he decided to fish for someone. Feng Qingchen knew that the Xueyiwei place would be more dangerous if she stayed for a moment longer, so she refused to let Uncle Nine Emperors send her back to her home.
Let Uncle Nine Emperors go to the Bloody Guards to get people first.
Although the Imperial City is safe, there are all kinds of chaotic people lately. How can Uncle Nine Emperors rest assured? Feng Qingchen has no choice but to go to the Blood Clothes Guard with Uncle Nine Emperors to see how cool and handsome he is again.
Although the reputation of the Dongling Blood-Clothed Guard is getting worse and worse, it is still a hell-like existence in the eyes of many people, and mentioning the Blood-Clothed Guard will still make people's hair stand on end.
There was no one alive within 100 meters of the blood-clothed guard. The appearance of Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen aroused the blood-clothed guard's alert. The guard guarding the door squinted his eyes. When he saw the person clearly, he was so frightened that his drowsiness disappeared immediately.
As soon as he threw the knife away, he ran inside, shouting: "It's not good, it's not good, Uncle Nine Emperors is here. And Miss Feng. They are here to destroy the place again."
Uh...Brother, when you speak ill of others, can you use your voice? I have heard it.
Feng Qingchen's head was covered with black lines, and she silently glanced at Uncle Nine Emperors. Seeing that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't even raise an eyebrow, she secretly despised herself for being unable to calm down.
He turned his head, looked straight ahead like the Nine Emperors Uncle, and rode his horse directly towards the inside of the Blood Clothes Guard.
Lu Shaolin saw such a scene when he came out, and his cold face twitched: The only person who dared to ride a horse in front of the Xueyiwei gate was the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Now, one more Feng Qingchen has been added.
"I've seen Uncle Nine Emperors, I'm a thousand years old." No matter how dissatisfied he was, Lu Shaolin still had to respectfully salute Uncle Nine Emperors.
But as he knelt down, Uncle Nine Emperors had no intention of asking him to get up, and said calmly: "Where is General Mo?"
"Ah?" Lu Shaolin didn't react for a moment. He raised his head and glanced at the Nine Emperors Uncle, but met the Nine Emperors Uncle's cold eyes.
Lu Shaolin was frightened. For a moment, he felt that he had no escape in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle, as if every secret was known to the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Lu Shaolin did not dare to look at Uncle Nine Emperors anymore, lowered his head and asked: "I don't understand what Uncle Nine Emperors meant."
"You don't need to understand what I mean, just hand him over." Uncle Nine Emperors was a bachelor and refused to talk to Lu Shaolin at all.
Lu Shaolin knew in his heart that the blood-clothed guards were not what they used to be, and it was normal for Uncle Nine Emperors not to take the blood-clothed guards seriously, but he... couldn't calm down.
Lu Shaolin took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, thought of words, and was about to explain to Uncle Nine Emperors, but was stopped by Feng Qingchen: "Master Lu, if I were you, I would definitely
Be obedient and let him go."
"Miss Feng, you are laughing. I have been ordered to run an errand. How can I bend the law for personal gain?" Miss Feng represented Lu Shaolin's position.
He won't give me this face.
Feng Qingchen was not angry, but just shook his head: "Mr. Lu, it is for your lady's sake that I will remind you. If you don't appreciate it, then forget it."
Some people won't shed tears until they see the coffin.
Uncle Nine Emperors was worried that he couldn't find Lu Shaolin's fault and couldn't find out who was behind him, so Lu Shaolin bumped into him by himself. It was really an old man who had hanged himself because he didn't want to live too long!