Seeing someone suddenly appear in the field, all the guards were shocked. They wanted to respond, but under the overwhelming pressure, they were just as hard to move as the assassins.

Seeing this situation, Fusu's face changed, he thought for a moment and then took the initiative to ask: "Thank you for your help, Fusu would like to thank you.

If you have any requests, just say no problem, and I will not shirk them wherever I can."

Although the former helped them control the assassin, the current situation is still unclear between us and the enemy. Naturally, it is not suitable to make enemies in this situation. After all, the emperor is still here, so it is better not to take risks as much as possible.

Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng gave him a faint look and said, "Hypocritical."

"Forehead……"

Hearing such straightforward remarks, Fusu was slightly stunned and didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this moment, a familiar figure walked over, looked at Ying Zheng and said, "Is your Majesty okay?"

Ying Zheng nodded: "It's okay, Imperial Master Youlao is worried about you."

Seeing this, Fusu stepped forward, cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Imperial Master. If you hadn't warned me just now, I'm afraid it would have caused a big disaster."

Hearing this, Ye Zhang said: "You're welcome, even if I don't interfere, a few assassins can't make any waves."

He knew Ying Zheng's temperament very well and would definitely leave a backup plan. Even if everyone was poisoned and fell down, nothing would really happen.

Fusu smiled and continued: "No matter what, rescuing the driver is a great achievement. I wonder who this person is..."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Xiao Meng who was aside.

Ye Zhang heard the words and replied: "This is Xiaomeng, the head of the Taoist Tianzong. He traveled here with me. He happened to notice the problem and took action."

Fusu nodded: "It turns out to be Master Xiaomeng. I'm disrespectful. Please remove your tactics."

Xiaomeng didn't say much, but raised her hand slightly to take back the color of the world, and the surrounding area also returned to its original color.

Fusu thanked him, and then ordered: "Take the assassin down and interrogate him properly!"

"promise!"

The guards responded and then wanted to arrest the assassin.

But at this moment, the only surviving killer suddenly opened his eyes, with a painful expression on his face, and then a wisp of black blood came from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground.

The guard on the side quickly stepped forward to check, and then replied: "Sir, the assassin had taken poison in advance and died of anger."

Hearing this, Fusu couldn't help but frown. It seemed that the mastermind behind this was very carefully planned. No matter whether the assassination was successful or not, no one would be left alive.

Fortunately, Ye Zhang and Xiaomeng arrived in time and the crisis was resolved.

As soon as he thought of this, he turned around, knelt down towards Ying Zheng and said: "My son is guilty. I failed to detect the assassin in advance, which frightened you. Please punish me, father!"

Ying Zheng heard the words and said: "There are many people in the world who are against me. If there are really people who bother to plan such an assassination drama, no matter how strict your inspection is, someone will still take advantage of it."

"Thank you, Father, for your understanding."

Fusu cupped his hands and said.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said, "I'm very pleased that you performed well just now. You should be rewarded for your meritorious service in escorting me this time."

Fusu said: "My father is magnanimous and doesn't care about my son's faults. It's already a kindness. What's more, the first contribution this time is to the national master and Master Xiaomeng. I don't dare to take credit!"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Don't be too modest. Your performance during this period is indeed good. If you want anything, I will reward you."

Fusu respectfully replied: "We are all blessed by our father. I just want to share your worries as much as possible."

Ying Zheng said: "The laws of the Qin Dynasty are strict, and you should be rewarded if you have merit. Now it is time for you to try to deal with some political affairs. I will ask the Prime Minister to assist you."

Fusu cupped his hands and said, "My qualifications are still relatively young, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take on such a big responsibility."

Ying Zheng said: "There is no need to belittle yourself. As the crown prince, you should shoulder your responsibilities. When I was as old as you, I had already eliminated Lu Buwei and other traitors and led a country."

Seeing the two father and son pushing each other back and forth like they were doing Tai Chi, Ye Zhang said: "Eldest Young Master, there is no need to refuse. Since His Majesty has arranged for you to do so, just do it well."

After hearing this, Fusu stopped being polite and bowed down to obey the order.

Ying Zheng nodded upon seeing this, and then focused his gaze on the cold corpse of the assassin, and said coldly: "It's a pity that no one was left alive."

Ye Zhang chuckled and said: "If you want to figure something out, you don't have to be alive. Sometimes a dead person can also speak."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What does the Imperial Master mean by autopsy?"

In his opinion, this is the only way to find clues from the dead.

When Ye Zhang heard this, he shook his head and said, "There's no need to go to such trouble."

As he spoke, he saw him walking up to the corpse, taking a casual look, and then slowly raised his palms to face each other in the air.

At the same time, the ability of Ju Ling Dispatch was activated, and a mysterious and invisible force was silently released, covering the entire corpse.

In just a few breaths, wisps of faint gray aura floated out from the assassin's body, gradually gathered in one place, and slowly transformed into a vague humanoid state.

The blurry shadow is thinner than feathers and translucent, giving it a vague feeling. If you look closely, its appearance is exactly the same as that of the dead assassin!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Fusu opened his eyes wide and said, "Could this be..."

Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly and he said, "Yes, it's the soul of the deceased."

He had heard about the soul before, but this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

Even Xiao Meng on the side had a look on her face. She didn't expect that the former actually had the ability to control souls, and it seemed that he had cultivated to a very advanced level.

Seeing the sluggish appearance of the assassin's soul, Ye Zhang snapped his fingers to wake him up immediately.

Seeing this situation, the soul couldn't help but be frightened, and subconsciously wanted to escape. However, under the restraints of the Juling Commander, the ordinary spirit body was unable to resist at all.

At this time, Ye Zhang asked: "Tell me, who asked you to come."

His voice seemed to have magic power, able to penetrate into the soul and reach out, just like a question from the gods that people could not refuse.

"Yes Yes……"

The assassin's spirit body wanted to respond, but it used its remaining consciousness to grit its teeth and not let go, its soul body trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that this dead soldier's willpower was quite tenacious, but unfortunately in front of General Ju Ling, any resistance was in vain.

Immediately, he raised his hand and moved a little away, and the invisible force completely controlled the other party. The soul's intelligence was directly erased, leaving only the remaining memories.
Chapter completed!