They all want to kill me

Chapter 82
Zhou Huang, who had been dealing with Shangshu all night, pinched the bridge of his nose, put down the memorial whose handwriting was already somewhat unclear, and frowned.

"Is it really old?"

"Holy."

Hearing the voice of the eunuch Bingbi outside the study, the exhaustion on his face disappeared, and he once again returned to the young and vigorous emperor of the Zhou Dynasty who was not expressing emotions or anger.

"Enter."

Hearing his voice, the middle-aged eunuch cautiously walked in with his head down.

"Holy."

"What's the matter?" Emperor Zhou didn't raise his head.

The eunuch carefully reported: "Your Majesty, there were several murders in the capital last night, and the number of dead has exceeded a hundred."

"En." Emperor Zhou didn't raise his head, "Leave this matter to Six Gates and Dali Temple."

"Your Majesty." The eunuch swallowed, "Among the dead were people from the King of Zhennan, secret agents from the inner court, and people from the six sects. There are also all the major sects and gangs stationed in the capital. It was wiped out."

"Huh?" Emperor Zhou couldn't help but raise his head, "All?"

The eunuch Bingbi reported honestly, "There are ten to seven or eight people in Zhennan King, and those who died in the secret agents and six doors are all internal agents placed in the major forces, and the rest are gone."

"There may be clues."

"No, but according to the investigation of Dali Temple and the Six Gates, all the corpses were the heads of a sword owl, and the technique was the same, so they preliminarily determined that all the dead were killed by one person."

"There are masters."

"Although there is no innate grand master, the leaders of the major forces are all first-class masters who are in harmony with nature and man."

"What do they have in common?"

"My lord, there is nothing in common. Even many of the deceased did not know each other, and those who did know belonged to mutually hostile forces."

"Well, let the six gates and Dali Temple continue to investigate. Back off."

"The slaves retire."

The door of the study room was closed, and Emperor Zhou was expressionless.

After a while, an old eunuch with a very old complexion came out from the shadow.

If Li Shuhong was here, he would definitely be recognized. This old eunuch is the innate master who killed him in seconds after he entered this script for the first time.

"Old Wang, was there any change in the imperial city last night?"

"No movement was found."

"Where's the assassin who broke in?"

"Has committed suicide."

"Whose people."

"Prince or King Jin."

"Ah."

Emperor Zhou sneered, then lowered his head and continued to review the memorial.

The old eunuch just stood aside without saying a word, as if he was in meditation.

After a long time, the old eunuch opened his eyes, "Princess Zhaoyang is getting married today, do you want to see her off?"

"It's just a bait to startle the snake, so don't pay attention to it. Lu Chuan has no resistance in Yannan." After a moment of pause, Emperor Zhou asked, "Have you still not found his whereabouts?"

"The man's whereabouts are erratic, and he hasn't been seen since he slaughtered a large number of martial arts masters in Qingming Mountain a few years ago." The old eunuch looked a little frightened, "The old minister thinks it's better not to look for him, that man can do whatever he wants. Being fettered, he never showed himself even if the head and wife of the house outside the mountain were killed, this kind of person is really terrifying."

Emperor Zhou put down the memorial and shook his head slightly, "The person in Qingming Mountain can't be him, if he shows up in the rivers and lakes, he will definitely travel around the rivers and lakes for at least a month, as if telling the whole world that he is back.

"But the person from Qingming Mountain disappeared after only one shot, so there must be an imposter."

The old eunuch's eyelids moved slightly, "Small building outside the mountain?"

"It is possible that this organization was founded by him, but it is too mysterious, and it is still impossible to find out who the members of the organization are."

Emperor Zhou closed the memorial and closed his eyes, "I'm tired, step back."

The old eunuch didn't speak, but he was nowhere to be seen in the study.

Zhaoyang looked at the bronze mirror expressionlessly.

The girl in the bronze mirror was dressed in a festive and gorgeous red palace attire, and her waist-length black long straight hair was also tied in an extremely gorgeous bun, which was also decorated with various precious jewels. A little makeup was applied, and a little red was applied on her crystal clear pink lips, but no matter how gorgeous the clothes, accessories and makeup were, it was hard to hide the tenderness and indifference between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Your Highness, it's time to hit the road."

Hearing the words of the maid beside him, Zhaoyang's expression was indifferent, "I know."

She looked down at the candied haws stick she was still holding in her hand, and the fox mask on her kneeling legs.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and some emotions welling up in her chest were brought back to her heart.

A dream is always just a dream, precisely because it is a dream that cannot be realized.

She stood up and put down the wooden stick.

But after stopping for a moment, she still clenched the wooden stick tightly and picked up the mask at the same time.

The maid tried to stop her, but Zhaoyang just turned his face and looked at her coldly.

Although she didn't speak, those extremely indifferent dark eyes still made the maid's heart tremble subconsciously.

Although I don't know why this princess who has lived in the cold palace all year round is so powerful, but the maid finally lowered her head and quietly stepped aside.

Dragging a long skirt and walking out of the house, Zhaoyang narrowed his red phoenix eyes.

The sky was clear, and the pale white sun hit her body, making her thin body feel a little warm.

However, this warmth can only warm her body, but not her heart.

But she still doesn't care, as she has for the past 12 years.

She walked forward, towards her end.

"yawn--"

Li Shuhong yawned at the breakfast stall at Xishi Jiekou in Beijing.

He was not tired, but habitually sleepy.

After all, he was busy for most of the night last night.

Killing people is really not that simple, especially when killing people at close range, it's the kind of flesh and blood.

Fortunately, he has experienced several life-and-death fights, otherwise, if he had just crossed over, he would probably have started to vomit or would not be able to fight.

"Your bean curd is here~"

The fat boss put a bowl of bean curd on the greasy and blackened broken square table in front of him, and served him two freshly fried fried dough sticks.

"Thank you."

Li Shuhong also started to eat in disbelief.

Speaking of which, he doesn't eat sweet tofu nao, but he hasn't eaten salty tofu nao for a long time.

He is still used to eating Hu spicy soup or Hu spicy soup plus tofu nao.

It's a pity that there is no spicy soup here.

The atmosphere outside today is a bit deserted, and Li Shuhong is the only customer in the whole breakfast stall.

The fat boss put his hands in his hands and muttered, "Strange, why are there so few people today?"

"Probably something serious has happened." Li Shuhong didn't care, and continued to eat bean curd and fried dough sticks leisurely.

Hey, what else can happen, that is, he went on a killing spree last night.

Now those corpses scattered all over the capital must have been discovered. The streets are full of patrolling soldiers and the police from Six Gates and Dali Temple.

A few police officers who were regular customers of the bean curd stall passed by here, but they just greeted the boss and left in a hurry.

The boss didn't understand the situation, but after hearing Li Shuhong's words, he responded, "Yes, I heard that a princess is going to be sent to marry the prince of Zhennan today, isn't this pushing her into the fire pit? .”

Li Shuhong became interested, "How do you say this?"

The fat boss curled his lips with his hands in his hands, "Hey, who doesn't know that Zhennan Wang Yongbing respects himself and does not listen to the announcement, and the court has long been dissatisfied with him. Wouldn't sending the princess there at this time be a sheep's mouth?"

"Well, it seems that the emperor is really cruel."

Li Shuhong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It seems that the imperial court and King Zhennan are already in a tense atmosphere.

Under such circumstances, the emperor sent Zhaoyang out, which was like pushing her into the fire pit.

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Li Shuhong's expression changed instantly.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense!" The fat boss was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around to persuade Li Shuhong to stop talking.

But when he turned around, there was no sign of Li Shuhong on the bench.

There was only the bottomless bowl of bean curd, and the ingot of broken silver beside the bean curd.

Li Shuhong quickly ran towards the south gate!
This time the wedding convoy didn't make much fanfare, but left the south gate quietly.

Li Shuhong quickly caught up with the carriage.

"Zhaoyang!!!"

As if they heard his voice, the wedding procession was a little chaotic, and the accompanying guards subconsciously pulled out their long knives and looked over.

And the small window of the luxurious four-wheeled carriage was opened by a slender hand, revealing the delicate but immature face behind.

After the girl saw him, her eyes that were originally empty and silent suddenly burst into a strange look.

Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and finally revealed a slightly stiff smile.

But the next moment, the entire carriage exploded!

That little princess, her poignant and delicate smile just disappeared into the firelight.

Li Shuhong's eyes were about to burst, "I hate you!"

(End of this chapter)