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Text Chapter 1117 The Assassination of the Prince

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    The gloomy sky outside the window and the misty rain give people a depressing and overwhelming feeling.  After Miss Xi'er on the bed put on her clothes, she faced Yan Gaofei, who had just been having fun with her, but now his face was filled with gloom. She quickly put away her sultry look and asked carefully: "Master Yan.  "I'm not a human being. Get out!" "Yan Nu's house will make you a cup of tea." "Get out!"  .  The moment she walked out, a look of disdain appeared on her face.  You still think that you are the deputy commander of the capital at night, and you don't take a mirror to look at your current appearance. If you don't have a few money, no one will care about you.  Who is Yan Gaofei? The look on Miss Xi'er's face before she left the house all fell into his eyes. Although he would not argue with a girl who cleans up buildings, it still inevitably made him feel extremely uncomfortable.  "I have served the emperor loyally for so many years, but now I have ended up like this.  From being a high-ranking deputy commander of Ye Bu Shu to being fucked to the bottom, now Xian Fu is at home, and even a despicable prostitute dares to look at him with contempt.  Thinking of this, Yan Gaofei felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. All the thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness, hahaha. Yan Gaofei picked up the cold tea on the table, drank it all, took out a check issued by Huitong Bank from his arms, and  Wanlong coin.  "If we just count the normal salary, he will never earn so much money in his lifetime as the deputy commander of the city without paying anything at night.  He looked at the amount on the check for a while, then put it in his arms, got up and went down to Wanfang Tower, disappearing in the confused mist and rain.  Jiangyin City was also shrouded in mist and rain. On the mountain to the north of the city, the statues of Yuan Biwu and the three hundred martyrs were quietly bathed in the wind and rain.  People should still remember that three hundred warriors were killed outside Jiangyin City in a sea of ??bones and blood. After a hard night's battle, Yuan Biwu's burly body stood firm against the flagpole, with a heartfelt smile on his angular face.  , half-opening his eyes, looking calmly at the Jiangyin City in front of him that could no longer be reached, the soldiers and civilians at the top of the city were crying and shouting, and the cries resounded throughout the city, earth-shattering. People should still remember that there is a Jiangyin city.  The woman once wrote a poem like this: The battlefield is full of corpses and bones, and the lonely city refuses to surrender despite the death of thousands of people.  Don't cover your nose if you send it to passers-by. A living person is not as fragrant as a dead person.  Faced with such a martyr, faced with such a poem written by a woman, more than 300 new scholars who came to offer sacrifices with Prince Qin Ye and Minister of Rites Qiubai were silent in the misty rain and fog; No one wrote a poem, no one  Noisy, standing under the statues of Yuan Biwu and others, recalling the war years when the country was broken and the nation was almost destroyed, it was extremely tragic, and countless heroes generously sacrificed their lives.  Under the guidance of Han Zanzhou, the young Qin Ye offered three animals to the heroic spirit tablets placed on the altar, and then, under the auspices of Qin Qiubai, the Minister of Rites, the sacrifice began ceremoniously.  The streets of Jiangyin City were empty. Men, women, old and children held umbrellas and went out of the city to offer sacrifices. They lined the roadside and bursts of crying could still be heard from the crowd. Although several years had passed since the tragic war, during that siege,  Almost every family in Jiangyin City wears linen and pays filial piety, and a few years is not enough to dilute the appearance and appearance of their loved ones.  Today, the prince led the new scholars to pay tribute, which can not help but bring back the memories of Jiangyin people who have lost their loved ones.  In grief, countless people shed tears in the rain.  Qin Ye was still too young and didn't know what to say to comfort him, but after the sacrifice, he saw crying people standing on the roadside, men, women and children, with tears on their faces. This scene almost made Qin Ye cry.  Han Zanzhou whispered a few words into his ear, and Qin Ye stood on the carriage and shouted in his childish voice: "People of Jiangyin, don't cry, don't cry! If you want to cry, so will I."  "Your Highness! Your Highness!" "Oh" Qin Ye sniffed his sore nose and then shouted, "My father said that the people of Jiangyin have made huge sacrifices for the country and the nation.  And for the heroes, you die for the souls. You must live your life well and don¡¯t live up to the heroic spirits who sacrificed their lives.¡± Qin Ye was still too young after all. Although Han Zanzhou kept reminding him, he was infected by the sobbing people all over the road.  , I still shed tears when I said this.  In fact, he did a very good job, and many of the new scholars who followed him also shed tears.  Qin Mu treated the people of Jiangyin very favorably. Not only did he come to Jiangyin in person to worship, but he also exempted the people of Jiangyin from paying taxes for ten years.  Jiangyin was originally a land of plenty, and there was a canal connecting Taihu Lake and the Yangtze River. After all taxes were waived, the people's lives were better than elsewhere; therefore, the people were originally more grateful to the royal family. Although the words of Prince Qin Ye were a bit awkward  , but usually?Easy to understand, sincere and sincere.  As a result, the people bowed down to pay homage and shouted, "May the prince live a thousand years longer."  People began to rush forward. The Qin soldiers on both sides of the road just thought that the people were excited and couldn't help but want to get closer to the prince, so they just yelled and stopped, and did not dare to use swords and guns rashly.  At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in the crowd, and a dagger flew toward Qin Ye on the carriage with a "whoosh!". Seeing this scene, Han Zanzhou was so frightened that he was so frightened that he left his body and screamed "There is an assassin! There is an assassin!"  "Assassin" he yelled and quickly bumped into Qin Ye with his shoulder.  Qin Ye screamed when he was hit and fell into the mud beside the car.  Poof!  The dagger that was originally heading straight for Qin Ye's chest instantly hit Han Zanzhou's shoulder, causing him to scream again in pain and fall off the carriage.  The scene was instantly chaotic. The palace guards who were responsible for guarding suddenly came out with swords and guns. Some held up their shields and rushed to Qin Ye's side and shouted, while some rushed directly towards the crowd with flying daggers.  "Get down on the spot! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy!" Qin Zuoming, who was responsible for leading the escort, reacted quickly and shouted loudly on his horse.  So the soldiers of the Qin Army immediately followed and shouted: "Get down on the spot! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy!" "Get down on the spot! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be killed without mercy!" "" This sudden change happened too suddenly, and the roadside was filled with darkness.  When the people heard that the prince had been assassinated and were worried about being implicated, they were all frightened, screaming and crying, and wanted to retreat. Qin soldiers rushed into the crowd like wolves and tigers.  Those who were slower to lie down were immediately knocked down, and the sharp blade was placed on their necks; just as the situation nearby was under control, screams suddenly came from multiple places a little further away, and someone screamed "Kill"  Kill someone! Kill someone!" Yes, in addition to those who stabbed with daggers nearby, there must be companions in the distance. They kept killing the surrounding people and creating chaos. Tens of thousands of people were in this situation.  Down, they were in a mess, running around in the misty rain, umbrellas and bamboo hats were thrown all over the floor. "Don't mess up! Don't mess up! Surround this place! Surround it!" Qin Zuoming couldn't control that much anymore, and he ordered the nearby soldiers to do it.  The death order is to trap the nearby people. If anyone dares to get up, he will be shot on the spot!  The dagger just flew out from this area. Although it was blocked by the umbrella and could not see who threw the dagger, the assassin must be in this area. Regardless of the chaos in the distance, as long as the assassins are trapped in this area, the assassin  Just can't run away.  "Get down!" "Get down! If you dare to move, you will be killed without mercy!" Under the threat of soldiers' swords and guns, ordinary people lay on the ground and did not dare to move. When the assassin saw that this situation continued, he would be recognized sooner or later, so suddenly  He violently struck a soldier in the lower abdomen with an elbow. At the moment when the soldier screamed and bent over, he grabbed the steel knife and wiped it across the soldier's neck, causing blood to spurt out wildly.  "Catch him alive! Catch him alive! Hurry! Hurry!!" When Qin Zuoming saw the assassin appearing, he was worried that the soldiers would kill the assassin, so he rushed over and shouted.  But when the assassin was seen rolling on the spot, slashing at the people lying on the ground with his knife, the people lying on the ground were so shocked that they stood up and screamed to escape, and the scene was about to become chaotic again.  Qin Zuoming quickly took off his bow and arrow, nocked the arrow on the string, and pulled it fiercely. With a "whoosh!" sound, the powerful arrow passed through the armpit of a commoner and hit the assassin's calf with a pop. The assassin staggered and almost  Falling down, greatly affecting movement.  "Catch him! Don't let him run away!" Qin Zuoming has followed Qin Liangyu on the battlefield since the late Ming Dynasty. He has experienced hundreds of battles. Fortunately, he was calm enough, otherwise it would have been impossible to catch the assassin so quickly.  "Your Highness! Your Highness!" Beside the carriage, Li Shi picked up Qin Ye, who was covered in mud.  Qin Ye was unconscious, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and Li Shi and others were frightened to death  Shen Guang, sw3805, Mai Mengyu, and yy3930099 voted for their precious monthly votes, or especially the lonely scholar m who gave a generous reward and also voted for two monthly votes. Congratulations to Haoyuan!  r1152
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