"Your Highness, please see Wang Yuan of the Qianhu Palace in Jinyi Guards." The guard stood at the gate, cupping his fists and saluting Zhu Gaosui.
"No, no," Zhu Gaosui felt angry and waved his hand in refusal.
"Yes." The guard responded and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute." Mr. Zhang stopped the guard and turned to look at Zhu Gaosui: "Your Highness, this Wang Yuan is the person in charge of the Jinyi Guards outside Tumu Fort. You'd better meet him and see what he has to do before talking about it."
"Not to mention a Qianhu, even if the commander of the guard station is here, I don't want to see him." Zhu Gaosui roared loudly as if he was in an extremely bad mood.
Zhu Gaosui was very reluctant to face Mr. Zhang's dissuasion just now. However, due to the other party's resourcefulness and unpredictable skills, Zhu Gaosui did not dare to get angry directly.
But now, the guard who was delivering the order seemed to have become a punching bag. He was shouted at inexplicably by Zhu Gaosui, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
"Your Highness, we are now employing people. Anyone who shows favor to us should be accepted by us. Jinyiwei is not an ordinary organization. Jinyiwei Qianhu is infinitely close to the emperor." He sighed,
Mr. Zhang could only persuade him with sincerity.
Hearing Mr. Zhang's tone and thinking of Jin Yiwei's uniqueness, Zhu Gaosui turned around and said, "Let him come in."
"Yes." The guard responded as if he was relieved, and left in a hurry.
After a while, Wang Yuan, an armored guard from Qianhu, walked in. When he saw Zhu Gaosui, he immediately gave a standard military officer's courtesy.
Kneeling down on one knee and holding his fists, although his body is thin, he still looks very energetic.
"Wang Yuan of Jinyi Guards, Thousand Households, meets His Royal Highness King Zhao."
"Well, get up. Is there something wrong with you coming to see me so late?" The anger in his heart was still lingering, and Zhu Gaosui's tone was still a bit cold.
Hearing Zhu Gaosui's tone, Wang Yuan was obviously a little surprised. But in an instant, he returned to normal, stood up, clasped his fists and said: "I want to report to the prince, Jin Yiwei Qianhu Liu Rufeng, was transferred by an imperial edict just now.
Heading to the east factory."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang on the side was shocked.
What is the emperor going to do by using the imperial edict to mobilize a small Qianhu? They are also serving as guards for Tumu Fortress, so why must Liu Rufeng be transferred to Dongchang.
This kind of personnel transfer must not be the emperor's original intention. It is because Dongchang needs Liu Rufeng.
To be precise, it was Colonel Ziyi who needed Liu Rufeng.
"Your Highness, does anyone else know about your visit to Liu Rufeng?" Mr. Zhang turned his head and looked at Zhu Gaosui anxiously.
Zhu Gaosui was also very surprised when he heard that Liu Rufeng was transferred to Dongchang by imperial decree. However, he was not as surprised as Mr. Zhang.
He slowly turned around and looked at Mr. Zhang: "Except for the people in Jinyiwei, no one else knows. What does Mr. Zhang mean?"
"Liu Rufeng has surrendered to the purple-clothed captain. This imperial edict was sent by him from the emperor." Mr. Zhang's face was extremely serious.
"Impossible, Colonel Ziyi has disappeared, how could he suddenly appear?" A sense of frustration came to his heart again, and Zhu Gaosui's emotions began to lose control.
"He is just a member of a thousand households in Jinyiwei. The emperor will not pay attention to him, and the factory master of Dongchang will not pay attention to him. No one will transfer him to Dongchang except the captain of Ziyi. Your Highness, our plan may fail.
"Mr. Zhang's brows were tightly knitted together.
At this moment, Mr. Zhang didn't even avoid Wang Yuan next to him, and said worriedly.
Seemingly remembering something again, Mr. Zhang suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Yuan: "Liu Rufeng, what's unusual recently?"
Shaking his head, Wang Yuandao said: "There is nothing unusual, just a normal patrol. By the way, before he left, he said that he had not completed the task given to him by King Zhao?"
"It's not finished? Why did he say that?" Staring at Wang Yuan closely, Mr. Zhang's eyes were deep and terrifying.
"That's it..." Wang Yuan told him what happened during the banquet.
"Since it has not been completed, he will tell Colonel Ziyi all about His Highness's explanation. No wonder Captain Ziyi would not hesitate to ask for an imperial edict to transfer him. Your Highness, Liu Rufeng is a hidden danger if he is alive." Look.
Looking towards Zhu Gaosui, Mr. Zhang's face showed a bit of sinisterness.
"As long as my father doesn't fall out, I don't know what to do. Mr. Zhang, can you arrange someone to get rid of Liu Rufeng as soon as possible?" Zhu Gaosui also calmed down.
At this time, he also realized the seriousness of the matter. If one day his father comes to settle accounts with his wife, this Liu Rufeng will be Yiga's important witness.
"It may be beyond my reach to arrange for others. It seems that I can only take action personally this time." Mr. Zhang's eyes slowly closed.
Listening to the conversation between Mr. Zhang and Zhu Gaosui, Wang Yuan felt a little excited and a little scared.
As Qianhu, the Jin Yiwei, they did not avoid themselves when speaking, and they obviously regarded themselves as no longer an outsider. However, before that, King Zhao did not like to see him, and such words were obviously not what he should hear.
"Your Highness, I have finished reporting. I will leave now." Wang Yuan gave Zhu Gaosui a fist salute and was about to leave.
"Well, let's go." Zhu Gaosui waved his hand.
"Bold, you actually assassinated His Highness." A voice fell from the sky, and Mr. Zhang didn't know when he had pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan suddenly woke up. The other party was trying to kill someone and silence him. In panic, he took three steps back.
However, Mr. Zhang's shining sword seemed to have eyes, and it was always only three inches away from Wang Yuan's chest.
Seeing the danger approaching, Wang Yuan subconsciously drew out the Xiuchun knife from his waist.
Seeing the Xiuchun knife coming out of its sheath, Zhu Gaosui's expression changed drastically.
"Here, there is an assassin." Boss Zhang shouted.
Hearing the call, the guards from King Zhao's residence rushed over with cheers.
Also coming with us were the soldiers standing guard at Huailai Guard.
"Put down your weapons." The guards of King Zhao and the soldiers of Huailai Guard who gathered around shouted loudly at the same time.
Wang Yuan cursed in his heart, how despicable. However, if he was captured at this moment, with so many people watching him holding the Xiuchun knife, he would have no chance to explain himself.
Thirty-six strategies are the best.
Wang Yuan rolled his eyes, swung his embroidered spring knife at the crowd, and rushed out while everyone was hiding.
However, despite posing as if he was about to rush out, he remained motionless.
The guards did not dare to be careless. They held their spears tightly and pointed them at Wang Yuan, preparing to attack.
A stream of blood appeared from Wang Yuan's forehead, and then extended downwards to his nose, mouth, neck...
With a crash, it split into two and fell to the ground.
Everyone was stunned and didn't know what happened.
"Wang Yuan, a member of the Qianhu family in Jin Yiwei, broke into King Zhao's camp at night with the intention of assassinating King Zhao. He was beheaded on the spot." Elder Zhang's saber had been sheathed before he knew it, and he announced loudly with both hands on his back.
