Aoyama

Chapter 213 Assassination
"Young man, think about it quickly, what is the missing part?"

"It's so hard to get to know such a poem, but you forgot one verse. It really keeps us awake all night."

The literati and poets had already forgotten about the matter of "betraying Prince Jing" and had to pull Chen Ji to remind him of the incomplete words.

To them, good words are incomplete, like a beautiful woman with a half veil covering her face, which is itchy and unbearable.

The poem "Pozhenzi" seems to be a "heroic poem" written by the general, but it actually expresses the "sorrow" and "regret" of unfulfilled ambitions. When drunk, he seemed to be the young general, with swords and knives shining in the tent and the sound of horns outside the tent.

After waking up from a drunken dream, there were no soldiers or battlefields around me. The bowstring was untied and put away, leaving only gray hair.

Sad, sigh.

Zhang Zhuo and Zhang Xia looked at Chen Ji in the crowd.

Only the father and daughter knew that after Chen Ji left this poem for Prince Jing, he would never be able to write a single poem or a single word again in his life.

Zhang Zhuo walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "It's hard for you."

Chen Ji smiled and said, "It's okay."

Zhang Zhuo's eyes turned and he asked, "Did you really forget a verse, or did the verse violate a taboo and cannot be written?"

Chen Ji said softly: "I really forgot."

Chen Ji did not lie. He was not good at liberal arts to begin with, and the poems he had previously given to the prince were only given half a sentence at a time. It was not easy for him to remember most of this poem. Before writing, he was afraid that he might have written or remembered a sentence wrong.

I really forgot.

At this time, General Wang saw everyone discussing poetry and stepped forward and said coldly: "Master Zhang, can you let me talk to Chen Ji alone?"

Zhang Zhuo did not shy away from the matter and said, "No. General Wang, you want to put the blame on Chen Ji without knowing the truth. How can this matter be resolved?"

Chen Ji grabbed Zhang Zhuo's arm and said, "Master Zhang, please let me have a chat with General Wang."

Zhang Zhuo glanced at him, waved his sleeves, turned around and walked aside. Xiaoman and Zhang Xia also moved away.

General Wang approached, only one foot away from Chen Ji. He narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, "You react very quickly, boy."

Chen Ji smiled and said, "General Wang, thank you for your praise."

General Wang said in a serious tone, "You and I both know exactly what is written in the blood letter. How do you think the Secret Service will react when they hear what you said today? When everyone finds out that the poem written in the blood letter was not written by you, do you think you can still escape the infamy?"

Chen Ji lowered his eyes slightly.

Letter in blood?
Now the Secret Service has only announced that Prince Jing committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and the case is still under investigation. As for the progress of the investigation and what evidence has been obtained, it is kept secret.

Originally, the Secret Service wanted to use Concubine Yun to add evidence, so as to prove that Prince Jing's Mansion was linked to the Jing Dynasty, and the crime of treason would be established. But now, the old man Liu who could prove this had hanged himself, Concubine Jing had hit her head against a pillar and died, and Concubine Yun had disappeared without a trace.

All evidence is incomplete.

Bai Long had a blood letter from Prince Jing in his hand, but the content of the blood letter only proved that after Prince Jing was framed and imprisoned, he tried to let the Qiansui Army break out of prison to protect himself. Even if this blood letter was taken out, in the eyes of the civil servants, it had no direct connection with the conspiracy. It was clear that the eunuch party persecuted the loyal and good first, and Prince Jing protected himself later.

Therefore, Bai Long simply put the matter of the blood letter aside, as if the blood letter had never existed, and the case of Prince Jing's treason became an unsolved case.

This is also the reason why Bai Long was able to help Chen Ji save the princess and prevent her from being executed.

At a certain moment, Chen Ji was also thinking about a question. Why did a man as meticulous as Bai Long make so many mistakes in convicting Prince Jing? When Liu Ge Lao hanged himself and Concubine Jing hit her head against the pillar, Bai Long was there. Why didn't he save these two key witnesses?
Did Bai Long do it on purpose, or did he really overlook it in his busy schedule?
If Bai Long really intended to turn this case into an unsolved case, what was his purpose?

As for the blood letter...

As long as Bai Long still needs Chen Ji to lurk in the Chen family, he will cover up for him.

The biggest oversight of General Wang today was that he didn't know that Chen Ji had joined Bai Long's army and became Hai Dongqing of the Secret Service.

Chen Ji raised his eyes and looked at General Wang: "General Wang, you should take care of yourself. Those who sell out their masters for fame and fortune will not have a good end."

General Wang sneered: "Young people are used to making harsh remarks, but it's useless. I'll keep you for a while longer."

After saying that, he turned and left, went into the main hall and sat down.

Xiaoman finally dared to come forward and whispered, "Sir, he slandered you, are you just going to let it go?"

Chen Ji smiled helplessly and said, "What else can I do? He is a fifth-rank general of the Qiansui Army, and I am just a bastard of the Chen family. What can I do to him?"

Xiao Man was indignant: "Is a fifth-rank general so great? I dare to contradict him. Why are you always bullied, sir..."

During the banquet, Zhang Zhuo seemed to want to ease the atmosphere and kept urging General Wang to drink.

In the main hall, General Wang was sitting at a long table with doubts in his mind. He glanced at the long table of the younger generation not far away, where Zhang Zheng was pouring wine for Chen Ji one glass after another.

In just two sticks of incense, Chen Ji was already drunk and fell asleep at his desk.

Zhang Zhuo pulled General Wang and teased him, "General Wang, why are you looking at others? Drink, drink!"

General Wang retracted his gaze and glanced at the wine cup in Zhang Zhuo's hand: "Master Zhang really has a huge appetite, how come he drinks like water? I'm afraid he is really drinking water."

Zhang Zhuo pretended to be angry: "General Wang, you can say that I am a bad person, but you can't say that I am a bad drinker! Try it!"

General Wang took the wine cup and took a sip. The wine in the cup was indeed the authentic thirty-year-old Huadiao. "It was my petty mind that wrongly accused Lord Zhang. I will punish myself by drinking three cups."

Zhang Zhuo said earnestly, "General Wang, I know you are feeling depressed, so I am drinking with you for a few more glasses. This wine is a good thing. After drinking it, you will forget all your depression."

General Wang remained calm and said, "Why should I be depressed? Sir Zhang, please stop trying to persuade me to drink. I am the commander of an army, how can I get drunk?"

Zhang Zhuo was puzzled: "Such a big thing happened in the palace, isn't General Wang upset? If you are not upset, wouldn't your loyalty be fake? Don't worry, General Wang, if you get drunk occasionally, others won't say anything."

General Wang was startled and said quickly, "Master Zhang still understands me. Drink, drink!"

By the time the drinking stopped, it was already evening and all the guests in Zhang's house had left, except for a few drunken ones.

General Wang looked at Zhang Zhuo who was slumped over the table, then he staggered to his feet and walked behind Chen Ji.

He patted Chen Ji's shoulder, but when he saw that he didn't wake him up, his expression darkened. He held the hilt of the sword at his waist, thinking for a long time, then walked out with a shaky step, and got on the carriage outside the door with the help of the soldiers.

He turned around and glanced into the depths of Zhang's mansion. All the guests had left, as if nothing had happened today. Everything was just as ordinary as before.

General Wang sat firmly in the car, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and suppressed the drunkenness on his face: "Return to the camp."

The carriage slowly drove away, and more than a dozen thousand-year-old soldiers rode on horseback to guard it on both sides.

Zhang Zhuo listened to the sound of wheels rolling outside the door, sat up straight and burped, he clapped his hands, Zhang Zheng and Chen Ji stood up immediately. Chen Ji glanced at the drunken guests in the hall and stood up silently.

Zhang Zheng had put on a black collar exactly the same as his and was lying on the spot where he had been lying before.

Chen Ji bowed to Zhang Zhuo and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Zhuo lowered his voice and laughed cheerfully, "Why should I be so tired? I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. General Wang is far behind me in drinking. As for you, I drink wine and you drink water. But you don't know that the one who stays sober until the end at the table is the hardest working. Stop talking nonsense and go."

Chen Ji picked up a cloth bag and walked towards the back door of Zhang's house. The servants along the way had already been sent away by Zhang Xia.

After leaving Zhang's house, he walked into Hongzao Lane and had changed his hairpin when he came out.

By the time he passed through Lihao Lane, his black collar had been replaced by a grey short shirt.

When he passed through Tonggu Lane again, he changed his black soap boots into black cloth shoes.

In the alleys and scenes, the third young master of the Chen family had disappeared, and Chen Ji ran into the crowd like a small coachman.

He would arrive at the South Gate earlier than the carriage.

……

……

The sun sets in the west, as if taking away the last bit of warmth from the world. Under the night sky, the pavilions and terraces rise and fall one after another, and the lights gradually go out.

Chen Ji sat silently on a gray roof, and Wuyun sat beside him with his ears perked up.

Under the moonlight, the streets of Luo City were empty. The flying corners of the eaves rippled into the distance like black waves, and it seemed as if there were only this person and this cat left in the world.

Wuyun meowed, "General Wang wanted to throw the dirty water of betraying Prince Jing on you at the banquet?"

Chen Ji hummed: "Yes."

Wuyun thought for a moment and said, "Why not expose him?"

"No need," Chen Ji said calmly, "Let him talk as he pleases. No matter what he says today, I can accept it as long as he is willing to leave the Qiansui Army camp."

These days, General Wang has been hiding in the Qiansui Army camp, surrounded by thousands of soldiers. It is harder to kill him than to ascend to heaven.

Before Chen Ji left Los Angeles, he had finally waited for today's opportunity, and this was his only chance.

The dark cloud meowed, "Here it comes."

The sounds of horse hooves and wheels could be heard in the distance; the Qiansui Army was escorting General Wang toward the south city gate.

Chen Ji pulled out two Emei spears from his waist and said, "I will go and kill him, and you wait in the dark for an opportunity to strike. Remember, the man surnamed Wang must die under the Emei spears."

Wuyun arched his back and stretched: "I understand."

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and the soldiers of the Qiansui Army looked around vigilantly with eyes as sharp as knives.

However, at this moment, the hair on Wuyun's back suddenly exploded: "Meow!"

Chen Ji looked from afar under the moonlight and saw a ball of black smoke jumping flexibly on the roof in the distance, like a cunning antelope running on the grassland, moving unhindered on the undulating roofs of the buildings, as if stepping on the clouds.

It has a sheep's body and a human's face, its feet are standing on black auspicious clouds, and its bloody mouth between its chest and abdomen is tightly closed.

gluttonous!

It was the first time that Chen Ji saw the Taotie mentioned by Wu Yun. If he had not seen it eating people, he would not have thought this monster was so terrifying.

But why would the other party appear here?
He looked around, trying to find the person behind the Taotie, but he couldn't find the other party's hiding place, and couldn't even confirm whether the other party had come here.

The next moment, the Taotie was seen running on the roof like lightning, catching up with the Qiansui Army from behind.

A black figure leaped and pounced from the roof.

The soldiers of the Qiansui Army rode their horses, and a haze blocked the moonlight above their heads. When they looked up, it was too late.

With a loud bang, the Taotie crashed into the carriage, smashing the wooden carriage into pieces and turning it into wood chips all over the sky.

General Wang, who was in the carriage, was caught off guard and was knocked out of the carriage. He hit a brick wall on the side of the road and fell to the ground.

Chen Ji murmured, "Very fierce!"

In the long street, the Qiansui Army soldiers shouted angrily: "Protect the general!"

More than a dozen armored soldiers rode forward and stood in front of General Wang. However, surprisingly, the Taotie did not chase after him to fight, but turned around and ran away.

It's like when two kids are fighting, one of them kicks out, takes advantage and runs away, gaining a kick.

It jumped onto the roof with a light leap, stepped on the gray tiles, and disappeared into the night between the undulating roof ridges. It seemed that it came here just on a whim, and when the excitement was over, it would go home happily.

Dark Cloud: “Ah this!”

Chen Ji and Wu Yun lay on the roof, dumbfounded, and for a long time they couldn't figure out what was going on with this Taotie.

Moreover, the other party first swallowed up the official who was monitoring Chen Ji, and then ran over and rammed General Wang's carriage.

It is absolutely impossible to say that this has nothing to do with Chen Ji.

Wuyun meowed: "What should we do now?"

Chen Ji said calmly: "Go ahead and kill him while he's weak. Remember, don't spare anyone who has seen you take action."

However, just as the man and the cat were preparing to charge forward, they saw another figure coming quickly towards them from a distance. The other person was wearing black clothes, black pants, and a black hat. His figure was extremely thin, but he moved as fast as thunder.

The man in black moved without hesitation, as if he had thought it over a thousand or ten thousand times. The moment he saw Qiansui Jun, he pounced down from the roof to kill him.

A soldier of the Thousand-Year-Old Army drew his sword and chopped at him, but the man in black ducked his body and slipped under the horse's belly. He didn't bother with the soldier at all. He only wanted General Wang's life!

The other Qiansui soldier was furious when he saw this and rode up. The warhorse raised its front hooves high and stomped on the black-clothed man's path: "Die!"

In a flash, the man in black retreated while pulling out two Emei spears from his waist. One of them flew out of his hand, passed through the gap between the armored soldier and the warhorse, and nailed General Wang's shoulder!

As General Wang groaned, Wu Yun looked at the remaining Emei Spear in the black-clothed man's hand, and then looked at the two Emei Spears in Chen Ji's hand...

Chen Ji originally wanted to pin the crime of killing General Wang on this person, but he didn't expect that the real culprit would come and kill him himself!
(End of this chapter)