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"Master!!" An Fu and others were terrified.

Qin He was also frightened, and there was an arrow chasing behind him, he grabbed the rein--

"Don't stop." Xie Zheng said in a deep voice, as if he knew what they were thinking, "I can't die, I'll talk to Zhuangzi."

The slopes here are ups and downs, and there are weeds and shrubs. I don't know the geometry of the ambushers. Stopping is to die.

After speaking, he took the lead in swinging the whip. The horse neighed, and the speed was a little faster.

Everyone gritted their teeth and followed with their whips.

Qin He waved two whips fiercely, rushed to Xie Zheng, and shouted: "You step back, I will open the way." After finishing, he drew out the big sword hung on the horseback with one hand, and sternly patrolled the roads on both sides.

Xie Zheng paused before remembering that his brother-in-law was capable of martial arts.

I don't know what's going on. It is obvious that his grandfather and his uncle are both gentle and elegant scholars, but the latter two uncles are completely different. The second uncle learns martial arts and the younger uncle is good at business. But the age difference between the younger uncle and the second uncle is not too big, and almost all fist and sword are learned together. Although not comparable to the second uncle, he is also a master when he goes out.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, they encountered two blockers on the next journey, and one of them even pulled a horse in the road.

Fortunately, Qin He opened the road ahead, and with a swipe of his broad sword, the horse suo was broken, and because the momentum was too great, he dragged the man who was pulling the horse to the ground.

Xie Zheng rushed over without squinting his eyes. An Rui who was following was unwilling, grabbing the reins, turning the horse's head, and stepped directly over the man.

The screams began, and everyone's hearts were suddenly relaxed!

Qin He turned back and whistled to An Rui: "Pretty!"

The other wave of people who blocked the way was bold and rushed up with a knife, intending to chop their horse legs.

Qin He, who was leaned out before he got close, went back.

On the other side, the two guards brought by Xie Zheng stopped.

All the way fast, the party finally arrived at Zhuangzi.

Without waiting for the horse to stop, Anfu jumped off the horse immediately and rushed to Xie Zheng.

Pulling arrows, stopping bleeding, applying medicine, bandaging... An Fu stared at the doctor in Zhuangli who was quickly treating the wound. Fortunately, there were doctors in Zhuangzi. Xie Zheng considered that there would always be sickness or injury in Zhuangzi. Being a famous doctor in Zhuangzi made it easier for him to attract people, but he didn't expect to use it first.

This is a digression.

At that time, Xie Zheng, whose face was as deep as water, stretched out his arms to let them toss, and at the same time asked about Zhuangzi's situation, and when it was over, he started arranging people to split their way back to Beijing News.

Qin He circled the house a few times and stopped walking: "Although I don't know who is going to move you, just looking at today's situation, these people will not give up. The people in your Zhuangzi are ordinary people. It is estimated that they will die... …"

Xie Zheng calmly said: "You can't just sit and wait for death, find more people, go out separately, you can always—"

Qin He waved his hand: "I'll go." He looked serious, "Here is only me and the two guards who practice martial arts, and they both have to guard you. I will go best." Those two guards are the ones on duty in the palace. Ordinary guards, who can fool others on weekdays, they are just a decoration when they are set aside, let them go, don't pass the news to others.

The two guards looked at each other without making a sound.

Xie Zheng directly refused: "No, the other party has many people, in case something happens to you—"

Qin He interrupted him: "Don't be in case. If I don't make this trip, everyone must explain here!"

Xie Zheng was dumb, after a long while, he finally said, "Spend people out and divide more." There are too many people and distract the other party's attention, so Qin He can be safer. "Also, I'll be safe here for the time being, don't be too anxious, safety is the top priority."

"it is good!"

Sending away Qin He and others with worry, Xie Zheng stayed in Zhuangzi waiting for news.

An Fu Anrui and the others nervously arranged the small number of people in the Zhuangzi, so that the main courtyard must be protected.

Xie Zheng sat in the room meditating.

In his previous life, he also evoked many assassinations, but all of them were several years later, after he was so powerful.

Now he is a bare prince, except that he can enter and leave the palace on his own, he doesn't even have a lot of money-in order to make money for Zhu girl, he didn't even dare to find two more craftsmen. How can such a hard-pressed prince be jealous?

To say that the trip to Luzhou pierced the eyes of some people, it has been a year. The opening of the bookstore is even more distant...

Thinking about it this way, it should be the trouble caused by the matter of sharing acres.

It's been more than a month since Emperor Chengjia raised the issue of sharing a lot of people into acres. Have these people finally reacted and dug into him?

He never thought that he could avoid it, let alone anything else, he went to the Ministry of Household to check the account books of the previous year, and someone with a heart would know when he inquired about it.

The key is... to what extent did these people find out? Did he find out that he was mixed up? Or did he find out that he offered to buy a lot of money?

Xie Zheng stroked his aching left arm, a haze flashed through his eyes.

***

Qin He, who broke out in a single wooden warehouse, finally returned to the capital, although he was hung up, he had all arms and legs.

He had no official position, and when he returned to the capital, he went straight to Taichang Temple and found Qin Mingye. When the latter heard it, his face turned pale, and immediately led him into the palace.

When Emperor Chengjia received the news, he sent the guard in the palace to pick up Xie Zheng, and the servants in Zhuangzi of the latter had gone for four to five.

When the guard arrived, Xie Zheng, who had endured for a long time, left in no hurry.

This time the leader came out to pick up people, who happened to be Xie Zheng's old acquaintance, Zhao Kuan.

The first time Xie Zheng saw him, he asked An Fu Anrui to tie him down.

Zhao Kuan was stunned, but did not resist—if he had resisted intentionally, how would a few eunuchs be his opponent.

Xie Zheng's face sank into the water: "Next, the team leader Lao Zhao will rest here. I'm going to ask the emperor to plead guilty to my affairs."

After all, after spending a few months together, Zhao Kuan knew him a little bit. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Your Highness, be careful."

Xie Zheng said "Yes" and strode out.

On that day, Xie Zheng personally led the guard to recover most of the dead soldiers who had heard the news, and even interrogated him personally.

Those who keep silent are directly tortured by thousands of swords. Xie Zheng also asked people to bring out a large tank of concentrated salt water, and the dagger was dipped in the salt water to cut the flesh and blood down, and the screams resounded through the sky.

This interrogation didn't even need to find a guard. The Chuangzi subordinates who had lost their loved ones had red eyes and endured the nausea by themselves.

After vomiting one, Xie Zheng immediately replaced it with another. Zhuangzi's servants didn't dare to go on, so they replaced the guard.

In this way, more than a dozen skeletons appeared in the raw film, and the dripping blood wetted a piece of mud.

The well-trained dead soldier also collapsed. Several people were frightened and incontinent. They poured a spoonful of cold water over, and immediately cried and confessed the mastermind.

They are not the same.

It's kind of united, and they all agreed to come on the same day.

Xie Zheng, who was watching coldly, curled the corners of his lips and waved his hand to give all the remaining dead men a happy gesture before Shi Shiran took the guard back to the palace.

According to reports, the situation on that day was too bloody, and the screams were too stern. For a long time, the people in the nearby villages did not dare to approach Xie Zheng's village.

This is something to follow.

When the prince was assassinated, or was assassinated at the feet of the emperor, Emperor Chengjia was furious.

The matter of entering the acres was very serious. He expected that there would be all kinds of resistance, but he did not expect that these people would dare to attack his son.

Do you want to kill the chickens and curse the monkeys, or do you want him to stop thinking about the matter of getting into the acres?

After he became the throne, he took the road of benevolence and love for the people, and these people forgot how thunderous methods he used before he took the throne?

He is not old yet!

The emperor was angry, and corpses a million.

The chief ambassadors of Shanxi, Hezhuan, and Anhui were thrown into prison for the first time, and a group of officials were thrown out of the bureaucracy, the Ministry of Households, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Home ransacking, head beheading, exile... this farce did not completely end until mid-October.

After this battle, the determination of Emperor Chengjia to reform is evident. Tan Ding Lu Mu officially began to move forward.

There was chaos outside, but Xie Zheng, the chief culprit, was taking care of his injuries in the palace.

The arrow was hurt on his left arm, so he didn't delay his reading and writing. Because of his injuries, he can't exercise, so he can only read books and calligraphy every day.

As a result, the time and frequency of chatting with Zhuyuan increased significantly.

At first, Zhu Yuan hadn't noticed it, but after a few days of chatting, she realized something was wrong. She calculated it, good fellow, except for meals and lunch breaks, this guy was online almost from morning to night.

Don’t be unemployed?

Zhu Yuan, who has a deep understanding of Goudan's speaking style, becomes more and more alike as he thinks about it, and speaks a lot more gently.

Xie Zheng is less stunned, and he loves to talk to her to relieve his boredom.

On this day, Zhu Yuan dubbed the "Book of Songs" as usual and started copying. Recently, she has started to learn to write poetry and fu, and Zhu Xiuqi turned out the "Book of Songs" to let her copy more and memorize the content.

[Picking Wei, Wei Yi——]

[Wei characters are too complicated, and the pen should be brisk]

Zhu Yuan glanced at him, as if he hadn't seen it, he continued to write: 【Stop. Said to return, said to return, the age is also not—]

[No words are too thin and long, but thicker to write]

Zhu Yuan endures his anger and continues: 【Stop. Mijia Miyu Room——】

【Extraordinary word——】

Zhu Yuan is angry: [You are not finished, right? 】She has been practicing calligraphy every day without interruption for nearly two years. Without saying anything else, she is very good at handwriting, and even her father thinks it is good. This babble picks out the problem, is it wrong? ?

On the other side, Xie Zheng paused for a moment, then slowly said: [As an elder, it’s a matter of giving advice to the younger generation]

elder? Who knows whether it is true or not. Zhu Yuan rolled her eyes: [I think you are too free! 】

Xie Zheng had a guilty conscience.

Zhu Yuan thought for a while, and finally asked what he had been holding back for two days: [I said, did you provoke Shangfeng and be dismissed? 】

Xie Zheng raised his eyebrows: [Where did you say this?]

[Look at you, you haven't been to Yingmao at all, right? ] Zhu Yuan made a promise, [I must have been dismissed, but I am embarrassed to say that? Look at you, what kind of friendship do we have, do we need to cover it up? 】Of course, these words are to deceive him.

Xie Zheng smiled. As a prince, even if he has obtained various titles, he does not need to be too strict about what should be done. If the Zhu family girl is willing to check, he will definitely be suspicious. Thinking of this, he simply picked up the pen and said: [It’s true that you don’t conceal it——]

Zhuyuan held her breath.

[I'm old, I begged for a break a few days ago, so naturally I don't need to respond] In short, his status as an elder must be stable.

Zhu Yuan:...

She believed him a ghost, this fake old man was very bad.