The Red Mansions

Chapter 353 Old Stuff!What a cruel heart!

Chapter 353 Old Stuff!What a cruel heart!

While the husband and wife were embracing each other tenderly, suddenly there was an exclamation from the south of the Temple of Mercy.

"There are assassins!"

Then, accompanied by a clash of swords, a group of soldiers drew their swords and chased after two black shadows in the southeast direction.

Standing on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Jia Heng's face changed slightly. Gain climbed up and looked down, with excellent vision, and he could see the shocking scene in the distance at a glance.

As the assassin fled, a dozen or so soldiers went to chase and kill the assassin, but they saw two sneaky figures around the meditation room, approaching the meditation room neatly.

"There are actually two dark shadows above the meditation room. They are diverting the tiger away from the mountain, attacking the west, and descending from the sky, concealing the sky and crossing the sea. It is... a secret strategy." Jia Heng squinted his eyes, and there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

At this time, accompanied by the sound of "嗖嗖", two crossbows crossed their arms, and immediately shot down four or five soldiers, and then cut down two more soldiers in close combat.

Qin Keqing also noticed the movement, raised the head of the scorpion leaning against Jia Heng's arms, and asked, "Husband, where is the sound of killing?"

Jia Heng's face was indifferent, and his heart was a little weird, and he whispered: "It's nothing, it's none of our business."

He really did not expect that someone would use the opportunity of offering incense to assassinate King Zhongshun.

From the current point of view, this is a long-planned assassination.

If King Zhongshun had been in the palace all the time, and the guards and servants inside were heavily guarded, it would be difficult for him to win at all.

As for rescue, even if he brought a dozen servants from Ningguo Mansion, or even brought fireworks and flying arrows in his sleeves, as long as he released them into the air, there would be a large number of soldiers from the five cities and secret guards from Jinyi Mansion nearby to help.

But it's best for him now... to pretend that he doesn't know and be optimistic.

As for the assassination of King Zhongshun, will someone hold him accountable for supervising the soldiers of the Five Cities, Ma Siwu? Sorry, is there no one to impeach King Zhongshun after saving King Zhongshun?

Moreover, this kind of impeachment is neither painful nor itchy. First, King Zhongshun has his own guards when he travels, and Dian Jun is responsible for the security. Second, he is not a god, even if he is nearby, he will not be able to quench his thirst.

Thinking of this, Jia Heng sat and watched the situation, ignoring it.

After waiting for a while, he was a little disappointed. The assassin seemed to have entered the Zen room directly from the roof, but was dragged up again not long after.

As for King Zhongshun, what about people?

"So, did the assassination succeed, or did it fail?"

Jia Heng frowned slightly, thinking about the reason, and said to Qin Keqing, "Keqing, let's go down first."

Qin Keqing knew something was going on, she responded obediently, and followed Jia Heng down the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

The words are divided into two parts, but they talk about the meditation room where the abbot Fa Ming of Da Ci'en Temple lives.

The earth dragon is burning inside, and the warmth is harmonious, and the Buddhist sandalwood rises from the animal cage, and a sense of calming the mind, tranquility and far-reaching spreads silently in the meditation room.

Even King Zhongshun's original unhappiness dissipated a little.

King Zhongshun and Faming were tasting tea in the Xuan room, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his concubine Wei Shi in a crimson dress was sitting beside him, serving King Zhongshun, while the three side concubines were lounging on the futon beside them. Sit and drink tea.

The Wei family is a concubine who has just been favored in recent years. Her boudoir name is Wei Lan.

Because, although she is young, beautiful and charming, she has no children under her knees. If she has children, she can become a wife and a gentleman.

As for the three side concubines, they were already in their thirties and forties, and they had children to rely on under their knees. Apart from some people secretly scolding the vixen, they seemed calm and indifferent to Wei's favor.

Several people were sipping fragrant tea in their leisure time, listening to Fa Ming and King Zhongshun telling anecdotes, with a happy expression.

The monks who can be abbots in Da Ci'en Temple are very talkative, because most of the people they deal with are dignitaries.

At this moment, Fa Ming had successfully attracted King Zhongshun's attention by telling an interesting story, and half resolved his resentment.

At that time, a monk entered the meditation room, stood with one palm on his chest, and said: "Abbot, General Yunhui and his family have left the Daxiong Palace. You can go to offer incense."

Hearing this, Fa Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he was also worried that General Yunhui, a young dignitary in the midst of the limelight, would conflict with the loyal and obedient old prince in front of him.

One is the clan's powerful vassal, and the other is the upstart of the country, neither of which he can afford to offend.

"My lord, the treasure hall is empty, you can go and offer incense." Fa Ming smiled.

Prince Zhongshun put down the teacup heavily, made a "click", seemed to recall the old anger, asked Zhou Changshi who came after him, and said coldly, "Where is General Yunhui?"

This is naturally to find a step down for the order just now.

Zhou Chang Shi Gongjin said: "My lord, when I went to the treasure hall, General Yunhui had left with his wife, and I have never seen him."

King Zhongshun snorted coldly, as if he was still angry, he turned his head to the Wei family and the three concubines, and said, "Go, go and offer incense."

However, at this moment, several sounds of "噗呵", the sound of arrows piercing the flesh sounded one after another, and the sound of painful groans sounded one after another outside the window lattice, followed by the clanging sound of close combat.

"There are assassins!!!"

With an exclamation, the sound of hurried footsteps and the collision of nail leaves all rose together and intertwined.

"Catch assassins!"

Dai Xuan, the Dianjun of the Wangfu, strode around the screen and entered the meditation room. His face was cold and cold, and he clasped his fists and said: "My lord, the assassin intends to assassinate. I also ask my lord to lead a few princesses to take shelter here temporarily, and don't come out."

King Zhongshun's face was ashen, startled and angry, and asked anxiously: "Assassins? How many are there, and who sent them? Have you ever caught them?"

It's absurd to say that King Zhongshun immediately thought of...Jia Heng.

This kind of thinking of suspicious neighbors and stealing the axe was quickly suppressed by King Zhongshun just after we got together.

Without him, impossible!

Unless Jia Heng eats the bear's heart and leopard's courage, murdering the clan is tantamount to treason!

Dai Xuan said in a deep voice: "My lord, he has already escaped, and I have sent a guard of Xiaoqi to chase after him."

"Immediately search the whole temple and catch the living ones. I want to see who dares to assassinate me!" King Zhongshun's face was ashen, and his heart was full of hostility, and he shouted.

There is no reason to be a thief for a thousand days, but there is absolutely no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days. Only when you catch the assassin and ask the mastermind behind the scenes can you rest easy.

At this moment, Fa Ming, who was kneeling behind the long table, was slightly startled and his pupils shrank sharply.

woe!

There is an assassin hiding in Da Ci'en Temple, plotting to assassinate King Zhongshun?

This is not bad, if the monks in the temple are involved, I am afraid that it will lead to a big prison.

Dai Xuan clasped his fists as promised and left, ordering additional soldiers to search for the assassin.

Of course, Dai Xuan still kept more than a dozen soldiers to guard the surroundings of the meditation room.

But after that, accompanied by a shout of killing, two more assassins shot at the soldiers guarding the door of the meditation room.

When Dai Xuan led the soldiers, they were shocked when they saw it, so they drew their swords to protect them.

But at this moment, there was a sudden change, and there was a "bang" from the top of the meditation room, and a stone fell down, and tiles and dust flew around.

Immediately afterwards, a blue shadow fell down suddenly along with the rope, a cold light flashed, and the sword light was like a horse, stabbing towards King Zhongshun.

The masked man in green robes stabbed towards King Zhongshun's neck with frosty sword energy.

King Zhongshun's pupils shrank sharply, and his dead soul burst out, and he dodged to the side, almost without thinking, subconsciously grabbed the arm of his concubine Wei, and sent him to block it.

As soon as the sword light turned, the blood light suddenly appeared.

"My lord... Puff!"

The long sword pierced the shoulder socket, accompanied by a violent scream.

And King Zhongshun already exclaimed, and ran away.

Then came the sharp and high-pitched cries of the three side concubines, which pierced people's ears.

"Killed!"

As for Wei's facial features were distorted by the pain, he almost passed out, blood was gurgling.

The woman in the bamboo hat was covered with a black scarf, seeing this scene, her bright and clear cold eyes visibly panicked, and in this gap, King Zhongshun had already passed through the screen and ran to the door.

"Come on, there are assassins!"

"Old thief, where are you going to run away!" The woman in bamboo hat snorted coldly, without any hesitation, she pulled out the long sword stuck in her shoulder blade, and in desperation, ruthlessly threw it at Queen Zhongshun.

"prick!"

However, Heshi Zhongshun Wang's life should not be terminated, he fled in embarrassment, he tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

And the life-chasing sharp sword fell into the air with a "puff", and was nailed to King Zhongshun's buttocks, accompanied by a heart-piercing scream, "Come on!"

King Zhongshun trembled in pain.

Dai Xuan, the Dian army outside the meditation room, obviously heard the commotion in the meditation room, and led the soldiers to rush into the meditation room. He couldn't help but set up King Zhongshun first, and then moved aside.

"Miss, come up quickly!"

At this moment, the voice of the woman on the roof sounded hurriedly.

The woman in the bamboo hat, Liu Ye, frowned visibly, her narrow and clear eyes flickered, and she quickly passed Concubine Wu, King Zhongshun, and other side concubines who were already huddled in fright. , out of the meditation room.

At that time, the servants and guards of Prince Zhongshun's mansion all rushed into the meditation room, and seeing the messy meditation room and Wei Shi who was groaning in pain, they were all shocked.

At this moment, Fa Ming, the abbot of the Da Ci'en Temple, was pale, but barely kept his composure, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

After a while, King Zhongshun was carried into another meditation room. His ass was hit by a sword an inch deep, he screamed in pain, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

Shi Zhoushun, the head of the palace, stood in front of the bed, his face was rather ugly, he looked coldly at the Dianjun Dai Xuan who was already ashen, and said: "Hurry up and ask the doctor to bandage the prince!"

Immediately, hurried footsteps sounded, those who asked for the doctor asked the doctor, and those who helped to stop the bleeding helped to stop the bleeding, inside and outside the meditation room, it was a mess.

After a long time, King Zhongshun, who had stopped the bleeding on his buttocks and had been given golden sore medicine, lay on the bed, turned his head, his face pale, and said angrily, "Assassin! Where's the assassin?"

Zhou Changshi said in a low voice: "Dai Dian's army has sent guards and servants to hunt him down. He is worried that he will fall into the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. In addition, the monks in the temple are surrounding the meditation room to protect the prince."

Da Ci’en Temple is a temple with the most incense in Chang’an City. In order to maintain order, there are about 30 monks in it. Although they all hold eyebrow sticks, they usually perform exercises. At this time, the abbot Faming sent them to protect them. King Zhongshun.

King Zhongshun cursed: "Damn it! Dai Xuan is trash! Idiot! Why didn't the surrounding gangsters be searched out in advance!? Trash..."

The buttock injury not only hurt King Zhongshun, but also felt humiliation in his heart.

Just now, he almost lost his life. For so many years, there were only a handful of scenes where his life was hanging by a thread. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have almost... lost his life.

Thinking of this, my heart became more angry, and I roared: "There is also this Daci'en Temple, which hides thieves and kills Yugu, this king wants to punish their nine clans!

Zhou Changshi's complexion changed, and he thought to himself, how can it be nonsense to say something like killing people from the nine clans?

Hastily interjected: "My lord, Dai Dian's soldiers are short of men, I didn't expect the villains to be so cunning at first, they were divided into three teams, and some even went straight down from the meditation room, which disturbed my lord."

King Zhongshun said angrily: "Insufficient manpower, insufficient manpower, and have not borrowed soldiers from the nearby Wucheng Bingmasi..."

Speaking of this, King Zhongshun's face froze, his pupils were blood red, and he said coldly: "Jia Heng is in the temple, this king was assassinated, he must be blamed! Go, let him send troops quickly, Dasuo Temple, no, Dasuo Temple Search the whole city, only to smash these assassins into thousands of pieces!"

Xu Shi was too excited, affecting the injury of his buttocks, the pain made his facial features distorted again, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhou Changshi hesitated for a while, then turned around and ordered a servant to take care of King Zhongshun, and then went to look for Jia Heng.

At this moment, King Zhongshun suddenly thought of the Wei family, and asked, "Is the Wei family okay?"

The servant said: "My lord, Madam has suffered some injuries and the bleeding has stopped."

Upon hearing this, King Zhongshun had a pale face, gloomy like water.

He was on the line of life and death just now, and in a hurry, he held the Wei family's sword. It would be fine if he was dead, just ignoring a plaything, but now he is clearly not dead, and in the future...

But it's not good to kill him now, otherwise Hou Zhai's heart will be chilled.

At that time, in another meditation room, Wei's face was pale, sweat was breaking out on his forehead, enduring the severe pain in his shoulder blades, and he closed his eyes tightly, because she didn't want her resentment to show, but the resentment was really in her heart extreme.

old stuff!What a cruel heart!

He actually used her to block the sword!

She, Wei Lan, vowed to take revenge!

At this moment, Concubine Wu's voice was vaguely heard in her ears.

Concubine Wu asked a doctor in a low voice, "Doctor, how is he?"

"Go back to your mother, the bleeding has stopped. Prescribe a few more medicines. The rest will depend on the fate of this lady. If you don't have a fever, you will recover after a while. If you have a fever, I'm afraid... you may die. Dangerous." The doctor said in a low voice.

Wei Lan, who was lying on the bed, was shocked, the fear of death, the pain of the sword wound pressing on the shoulder blade.

But I heard the doctor say again, "Your Majesty, let Madam take the medicine according to the prescription and take good care of her."

"Thank you, doctor." Concubine Wu sighed softly when she heard the words.

Wei Lan's thoughts were all hopeless, and tears flowed silently from the corners of her eyes.

Concubine Wu looked at Wei Lan who was lying on the bed, saw the silent tears flowing from the corner of Wei's eyes, her heart moved slightly, and she couldn't bear it, she said in a low voice, "Don't hate the prince, even if I was beside him just now, On the other hand, it’s hard to escape from this experience... It’s better to take good care of your body, as long as what happened just now never happened.”

Not to mention her, even the concubine... died strangely back then.

Wei Lan took a deep breath at this moment, the resentment in her eyes had already faded away, her delicate and beautiful face was pale and haggard, full of weakness and pitifulness, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you, sister Wu."

"You should have a good rest." Concubine Wu secretly shook her head, with regret on her goose egg face.

With the prince's disposition, even if he doesn't do anything cruel, he won't spoil Wei Lan anymore.

(End of this chapter)