I Xiaoxiong

"What? You say it again?"

"Marquis Wu'an was assassinated, and he was on his way back to Jiefu."

The tea bowl originally picked up by Zhao Lingqing fell to the ground in response. He ignored the fact that the hot tea had burned his handle, so he stood up and asked.

"Can you say that again."

"Back to Aye, just now the soldiers from Jiefu came to report that Marquis Wu An was assassinated by thieves on his way back from the palace to Jiefu. Fortunately, Lord Hou was not hindered. It was the guards next to Lord Hou who blocked the arrows for him. Now Lord Hou has returned to the Jiefu, I am the deputy commander of the Yabing, Fu Silang is not here, I should be in charge of the defense of the Jiefu, now I have to go to the Jiefu."

Zhao Lingqing frowned after listening, then nodded and said: "Except for such a big matter, you, as a member of the Jiedu Mansion, should be present, you go quickly, and greet Marquis Wu An on behalf of your father to make sure he is fine. , send someone back to report safety."

"It's Aye, that child is over now."

Zhao Yuanqi cupped his hands and saluted, then turned around and walked away quickly.

Zhao Lingqing in the study looked very ugly at this time, who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

Fu Jinchuan had just had a banquet at his mansion, and was assassinated on the way back to his own mansion.

It would be fine if nothing happened, but if something happened, he wouldn't be able to hold back his face.

After all, this is the current Jiannan Jiedushi, the son-in-law of Princess Chengyang.

It is the general of the dynasty who Jane is in the heart of the emperor.

If he really had a problem in office, the whole of Shuzhong would be in turmoil.

Even the newly deported Red Lotus Road will make a comeback
Having said that, who has the guts to assassinate the Jiedu envoy of the current dynasty?
At this time, the festival mansion is brightly lit up and down, and the White Tiger Festival Hall is like daytime.

Fu Jinchuan was wearing a military robe with a round collar, buckled at the waist, and a head with soft wings. His face was frosty, and he sat on a big tiger-skin chair, as if he were a tiger that wanted to eat people.

All staff members of the Yingjie Mansion stood aside, and the entire lobby could hear the quietness of needles falling.

Everyone recalled the scene not long ago, and they all felt lingering fear.

When Fu Jinchuan and a group of officials came out of the palace, they all mounted their horses.And the guards around him advised him to take a carriage back home if he was easily caught by the wind after drinking.

But Fu Jinchuan laughed after hearing this, saying that he saw his body, what is the wind and cold?Never heard of it!
Jieshuai was so heroic, except for the elderly Changshi Liu Xianke who got into the carriage, the rest of the people also rode back on horseback.

But he didn't expect to walk halfway, and suddenly saw a person lying across the street.

Everyone thought it was a drunk who had drunk too much and couldn't find a home. Fu Jinchuan still smiled, maybe he had a dinner together just now, and asked his subordinates to wake him up. Frozen to death in the street.

But he didn't expect a sudden change, the man suddenly jumped up, and after hitting the two leading lamp guards, he threw a few darts straight out of his hand, and shot towards Fu Jinchuan who was riding a tall horse a dozen steps away. .

Facing several oncoming darts, Fu Jinchuan dodged by leaning back. This was also thanks to his years of martial arts training and his keen response in fighting on the battlefield.

Only then did he narrowly escape the assassin's attack.

But the assassin's dart missed a single hit, and a crossbow bolt shot from the eaves on both sides of the street.

At this time, one of the guards beside him hurriedly jumped up and blocked the second wave of crossbow arrows for Fu Jinchuan.

The name of this guard was Zhang Teng, who was born in the green forests of the rivers and lakes and had extraordinary skills. He was Fu Jinchuan's guard when he was a playboy in Shangjing.

Follow him all the way to guard Hexi, go south to Yangzhou, and west to Sichuan and Sichuan. It can be said that he went through life and death.

Originally, Fu Jinchuan had already arranged for him to go down and lead troops, so that he could become a general in the future.

But Zhang Teng refused several times. In his words, he is a man who can't control others. He has the character of a dog and a thief. If he becomes a general, he may lead to the destruction of his soldiers.

So he stayed with Fu Jinchuan as his personal guard.

This time it was also his quick reaction that blocked Fu Jinchuan's very dangerous arrow.

But Zhang Teng himself was not so lucky. Although the arrow missed the vital point, it was poisoned, and he died before he reached the Jiefu.

Although Fu Jinchuan was safe and sound, the guards who followed him through life and death died protecting him, which undoubtedly touched one of the most unbearable bottom lines in his heart.

"Zhang Teng was born in the green forest and has been a trail-sniper. He must not be considered a good person. When I set up a stall at the gate of Daxiangguo Temple, he was the first person who could draw a bow. I didn't want to follow him when I first recruited him. I dare, I want to take the reward and run away, then let Chen Xing and the others press it, and then I fought dozens of battles with me, he was among the 30 people in Xiaoye City, and he was among the 800 people in Baiting City, Among the 3000 people in Shule City, there is him. Among the 10 people in Songzhou, he is still there. According to his merits, he is more than enough to be the Marquis of Duyu. He doesn't want to go, saying that he is afraid of delaying my business."

"Follow me from birth to death, and I have come here. I died in Chengdu today, right under my nose, and blocked an arrow for me. Otherwise, I will be the one who died."

"Okay, let's all go down"

Fu Jinchuan's words were very plain, but they made the listeners shudder.

The people standing were very lucky, not that they were not injured or killed in the assassination just now, but that Fu Jinchuan was fine.

Because once something happened to him, everyone present would be involved.

And what kind of actions Fu Jinchuan will make in a rage is also unpredictable.

But what is certain is that someone must be unlucky.

After hearing the command of Jie Shuai, all the people left one after another, leaving only three people in the hall.

Liu Xianke, Goro and Liulang.

Goro was going to leave with everyone, but when he walked halfway, he found that Rokuro hadn't moved, so he turned back.

"Sanlang, the fire in Jiefu may have something to do with this assassination."

Liu Xianke's words surprised Wu Lang and Liu Lang.

Fu Jinchuan nodded after hearing this, and then said: "I guess it's the same, but I don't know whose handwriting it is. First burn the archives, and then assassinate me, the Jiannan Jiedu envoy, and almost immediately rebel. The one who dares to do this is probably not Hongliandao?"

After the assassination, the assassin who shot the dart forward was captured, and the shooter was hunted down by Chen Xing.

As for the identity of the assassin, it is still a mystery, but both Fu Jinchuan and Liu Xianke feel that the assassin should be inseparable from the person who set the fire a few days ago.

Who exactly did it, they still can't determine.

As far as Fu Jinchuan could think, the one with the guts should be Hongliandao.

But he couldn't be sure, because burning the archives was meaningless to Hongliandao.

Those big families in the middle of Shu who owed the salt tax, and even the king of Shu who was in charge of the middle of Shu before, had reasons to burn the archives, but Hongliandao did not.

Is it a deception?

"We'll talk about everything when Chen Xing comes back. Saburo has had a bumpy journey, so why don't you go to rest first, and worry about it tomorrow."

After Liu Xianke finished speaking, he turned and left.

Only Goro and Liulang were left in the hall. Goro wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth.

But Liu Lang said: "Third brother, why don't you rest first."

"Where is Zhang Teng, take me to see."

"Ah good."

Zhang Teng's body was parked in the front hall. Fu Jinchuan lifted the white cloth and took a last look at the bodyguard who had survived dozens of battles with him, but died in a despicable assassination.

"I'm wearing soft armor, arrows can't pierce it."

"Go on."