The night was long, and there was an uproar outside the West City, shouting and shouting endlessly. The people were excited. The soldiers guarding the city were as if they were facing a great enemy. In comparison, the South City was quiet.

On the streets of Nancheng, teams of Wujingwei patrol the various yards in Nancheng, and the whole city was confined. No matter what the people in the capital were in a mood, they hid at home as much as possible. Nancheng's market has been closed, and people are panic and worried.

Zeng Yifang is only one of the many locals in the South City. After receiving the order, the officers and soldiers of the Zeng Yi Office of Wujingwei did not dare to slack off. The head of the office personally led the staff of the office, divided into three groups and patrolled the streets and alleys of Zeng Yifang. He personally led more than ten people and walked among Zeng Yifang.

It was dark late at night, and the turmoil outside the Xicheng Gate did not affect the emotions of the officers and soldiers in Zeng Yifang.

I patrolled a few streets, and there was no one in the streets. I turned around and heard someone beside me exclaiming: "Boss, look, over there..."

Everyone followed the sound, but saw that there were several corpses lying in a row not far from the street. The long and lonely streets were in the street, and the corpses were extremely conspicuous.

Zeng Yifang Office was startled and drew his sword in his hand. Everyone behind him drew their swords and ran over quickly. Before they got close, everyone had already seen that the bodies were actually wearing Wu Jingwei's armor. They all changed color in shock. Someone said in a lost voice: "Boss, it seems... it seems to be our own brothers..."

The Wujingwei in Zeng Yifang was divided into three teams, and the other two teams had about ten people. At this time, the corpses lying all over the street seemed to be about ten.

Everyone rushed forward, and the head of the bureau said in a deep voice: "Be careful, everyone, I'm afraid there will be ambushing the rioters nearby." While everyone was on guard, they approached the two Wu Jingwei's feet quickly and rushed to the edge of the corpse. Seeing that the corpse was facing up, they reached out and wanted to turn the corpse over.

As soon as the corpse was turned over, the two soldiers suddenly changed color. After turning over, the "corpse" suddenly opened its eyes. Before the two of them could react, two short knives had been inserted into their lower abdomen.

The two of them had their eyes rammed. The Wu Jingwei behind them had already noticed the movement. The head of the bureau called out and shouted: "It's not our brothers, they are pretending to be a rebel."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "swoosh" sound coming from the air. He saw a black shadow suddenly appear from the roofs on both sides. He took an arrow and shot at Wu Jingwei immediately without any mercy.

These Wu Jingwei were caught off guard, and several people were shot and fell to the ground. The rest of Wu Jingwei were shocked, but they were well-trained. The head of the bureau shouted sternly: "Don't panic, rush forward and fight with them."

He screamed and rushed towards the "corpse". Several Wu Jingwei behind him also plucked up the courage and swung his sword forward. The corpses lying on the ground all turned over and flew up one by one to meet him. The archers on the roof still used bows to slap the arrows, finding the right time and shooting without hesitation. After a fight, only the head of the office resisted, but was cut off by a knife by a man. Blood was pouring down. The head of the office screamed, covered his wounded arm, and said sternly: "You... who are you?"

But the knife hand that cut off his arm walked up to him, his eyes as ice as ice. At this time, the head of the station discovered that the man had only one arm left. His right sleeve was floating, empty, obviously broken with his shoulders.

The one-armed knife hand looked at the head of the bureau coldly and said lightly: "We are the envoys to bury the Qin Kyoto, I am... Lei Zeguimei!" After the words, the sword flashed and cut off the head of the head of the bureau with one knife. The head of the head of the head of the court suddenly burst, and his body twisted twice, then he fell to the ground.

The one-armed sword hand suddenly became Tian Hou, the escort commander who was expelled from the mansion by the prince.

Tian Hou looked like ice. With a wave of his hand, the people around him immediately dragged Wu Jingwei's body into the alley next to him. There were nearly ten corpses in the alley.

These people were quick-witted and handled it in the blink of an eye. Tian Hou said in a deep voice: "It has been resolved here. As long as he comes out, this road is also one of the roads he may pass through. Now the three roads after the Prince's Mansion come out are already under our control. Unless he does not move, he will fall into the trap."

In the prince's mansion, the prince was now serving Liuli and changed his palace clothes. Liuli was very gentle. While serving the prince to change his clothes, he whispered: "Your Highness, it is not necessarily safe for your highness to go out at this time. Now the chaos is lurking in the city. Be careful, it is better to wait until dawn. And even if there is a big deal, you can send someone to invite them over."

The prince smiled faintly and said, "I am the crown prince of the empire. If I don't even dare to walk in the capital, I will not deserve to be the crown prince of the empire. The adults of the Secretariat are now afraid that people will be in panic. If I continue to be in the crown prince's mansion, I may not have to fight with the enemy, and I will be completely disorganized. Go to the Secretariat first to make the peace of mind for all the adults. Then the palace will go to the General Administration of Wujing and Guards in person to take charge of the command. Since the third brother wants to play this game with me, I will accompany me to the end."

Liuli sighed, knowing that since the prince had decided, he would not change it. After serving the prince to change his clothes, he pushed the prince's wheelchair out of the door. The steps and roads of the prince's mansion were naturally different from those of other mansions. It was suitable for wheelchairs to walk everywhere in the mansion. Liuli pushed the wheelchair without any effort and sent it to the door of the prince's mansion. Zhao Quan had already taken his subordinates to wait outside the door, and a gorgeous carriage was ready.

When the prince saw that Zhao Quan had summoned nearly a hundred guards, he shook his head and said, "Zhao Quan, take twenty people with me to the Secretariat of the Secretariat, and the others stayed at the Prince's Mansion."

"Your Highness, you must not." Zhao Quan said anxiously: "Now in the capital..."

"You mean I am afraid of those rebellious parties? I am the governor of the country, but I can't even walk around in the capital?" The prince said lightly without waiting for Zhao Quan to finish his words: "Click up twenty people, and the others stay at the prince's mansion."

Zhao Quan glanced at Liuli, and Liuli wanted to persuade her. Before she could speak, the prince smiled and said, "Liuli, don't worry, I am the crown prince of the Great Qin, and God will protect me."

Liuli had no choice but to carry the prince into the carriage, and he was forced to take a wheelchair, so he could only lead twenty guards to the Secretariat.

The car was walking in the city, but it seemed quiet inside the capital, but Zhao Quan and the guards were on guard. They really looked around and listened to all directions. After passing through several streets, the prince lifted the curtain of the car and asked Zhao Quan on the side of the car, "Where did you get?"

"Report to your Highness, you have arrived in Zeng Yifang, and there are still two streets to reach the Secretariat."

"Zeng Yifang?" the prince murmured to himself and put down the curtain of the car.

After walking for a while, Zhao Quan suddenly heard Zhao Quan say in a deep voice: "Stop!" The carriage stopped abruptly, the prince looked calm, and opened the curtains. Zhao Quan had already rode his horse to the prince's window and whispered: "Your Highness, something is wrong."

"how?"

"Your Highness, after entering Zeng Yifang, the soldiers never saw Wujingwei patrol." Zhao Quan said cautiously: "And Beiyi smelled a strange smell..."

"Oh?" the prince smiled faintly, "What does it taste?"

"The smell of blood." Zhao Quan turned over and dismounted, "There is a smell of blood here..." He looked up at the front of the long street, and saw that the deserted street was clear and the doors on both sides were closed. He slowly walked forward, stared at the ground, walked out for about ten steps, and suddenly squatted down. He saw a wet place on the ground. He reached out and dipped it in his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it slightly, and immediately stood up and turned around and said, "Return and turn..."

The guards looked at each other. Zhao Quan had already run to the prince’s window with a serious expression: “Your Highness, there is blood on the ground on the street, and this road cannot be walked…!”

The prince frowned and said, "You mean someone intends to assassinate me here?"

Zhao Quan said: "There are chaos hidden in the capital. Your Highness is the pillar of the capital. If they want to cause trouble, they will definitely focus on Your Highness..."

The prince smiled indifferently, "If they really wanted to assassinate me, it would be too late for me to turn around now..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream in front of him, and someone shouted, "Master Zhao, there is something wrong..." Then he heard the sound of "swooshing and swishing", and suddenly there were more than a dozen black shadows on the roofs on both sides, bent their bows and arrows, and shot them at the carriage.

"Protect Your Highness." Zhao Quan shouted sharply. These guards were not ordinary people. They quickly dismounted and formed a protective wall on the periphery with horses. Instead, the guards surrounded the carriage and held a knife to protect them. The arrows came quickly. Although the guards acted quickly, two people were still caught in the arrow and fell to the ground. Zhao Quan held the knife tightly, looked cold, staring at the black shadow on the roof, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, there is an assassin!"

At this moment, a group of people appeared one by one from the alleys on both sides like ghosts. In just a moment, the prince and others were surrounded.

The swords in these people's hands were shining coldly, and Zhao Quan shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

But he saw a person slowly walking out of the crowd. The man walked very slowly, a few steps away from the carriage. Then he stopped, stared at the knife in Zhao Quan's hand, smiled coldly, and his voice was hoarse: "Zhao Quan, I have never believed that your knife is really faster than me."

Zhao Quan heard the sound, then looked at the light of the torch, saw the man's face clearly, and said in surprise: "Is it... it's you?"

"No," the man sneered, "I thought I would have to wait for a long time, but God has mercy on me, so that I can avenge me so quickly."

The prince's voice came from the carriage, full of disdain: "Whoever Tian, ​​I did not kill you, I will spare you a life, but I didn't expect you to repay your kindness and revenge... I am not interested in you. Where is your new master? Why don't you dare to come out to meet people?"

"Your Highness, you can't afford to look at me like this?" A voice came from behind Tian Hou, and a man walked out slowly. He was slender, covered in coarse clothes, messy hair, and just tied it with a rope. His face was thin, and he could be said to be skinny and bony, with a stubble all over his mouth, looking quite decadent, but his eyes were shining with shiny light and cold, "Cooking beans and burning bean pods, beans crying in the pot, they were born with the same roots, so why are they too anxious to fry each other... Hehe, people praise Cao Zijian's seven-step poem, but in my opinion, it is better to be bullshit. Born in the royal family, you have to live to the death, and you have always flirted with each other like enemies."
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