Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Wei Chen said, "What do you care about the carriage now? It's important to run for your life first."

Daji also said: "Forget about the carriage, Shiro, take a look at the current location first, and then we will find our way back."

Zhou Zhoulang had no choice but to respond, and the group walked around for a long time before finding a street intersection. Zhou Zhoulang ran against the crowd and looked at the street outside, and found that the people outside were also very chaotic. He looked outside, finally saw a few shops he remembered, and probably knew his location.

Only then did he go back and lead the group of people hiding in the alley to find a direction.

Zhou Lang was not familiar with the road, and some alleys were impassable, so they had to walk up the main street for a while before avoiding the side streets to disperse.

The road was full of people hurrying home for their lives.

After walking for about two hours, they took a long detour back to Kangxue Street. It was already past noon and everyone was hungry, and they were too tired to move as soon as they returned to the small courtyard.

Man Bao sat down on the stool with a pale face, looking even worse than the older Mr. Zhuang.

Zhou Lijun looked at her worriedly, "Sister-in-law, did something happen?"

Man Bao nodded, "I ran too fast before."

Zhou Zhoulang immediately went to the kitchen and poured her a bowl of hot water, "Do you want to invite a doctor?"

Yaomei has been in poor health since she was a child, and she thought she had recovered in the past two years. After all, she was fat and white. Who knew that her face turned pale just after running a little too fast.

Man Bao thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "No need, I was pulled too fast, I ran too fast, that's why I missed the catch."

She felt it carefully, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her body.

In fact, the others were also a little out of breath.

Everyone sat and rested together, the cook served them tea and snacks with a puzzled face, and quietly asked Zhou Zhoulang, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zhoulang had endless things to say, he was so excited when he was asked, he immediately cheered up, and whispered: "Guess what happened on the main street just now."

"What happened?"

"Someone assassinated the prince!"

The cook's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief, "My darling, isn't this the old birthday star who hanged himself for a long time?"

Thursday Lang nodded approvingly.

Mr. Zhuang took a sip of tea, frowned and said: "You are not allowed to go out for these two days, Shanbao, you have to go to school early and return early, be careful on the way."

Bai Shanbao responded and asked curiously: "Sir, did those assassins assassinate the King of Yizhou because of the flood in Yizhou three years ago?"

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know."

Wei Chen said: "Three years have passed, the assassination has already happened, why wait until now? I think it's just an excuse, the people behind it are definitely not the victims of the disaster, and where the victims of the disaster know kung fu and assassinate?"

Man Bao said: "That's not necessarily the case. When the Jianwei Weir broke the embankment and the flood rushed down directly, there were also many big families downstream, but they disappeared in an instant. The ordinary poor people have no ability. Could it be that the descendants of those families also have no ability?" ?”

Bai Erlang nodded again and again, "It might be another assassin sent by other princes."

"Impossible!" Bai Shan and Man Bao Weichen said in unison, and they both glanced at Bai Erlang.

Unconvinced, Bai Erlang asked, "Why is it impossible?"

Wei Chen: "Which prince is full and has nothing to do to assassinate the King of Yizhou? He is just the younger brother of the Holy Majesty, not the Son of the Holy Majesty."

Man Bao nodded again and again, "That's right, that's right, since they are princes, they belong to the same family. If they don't fight for the position, who would assassinate another prince when they are full and have nothing to do?"

Mr. Zhuang didn't stop them from discussing this matter, but he didn't meddle in it either. He just warned: "If you want to discuss it, you only need to discuss it at home. When you go out of this door, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't say things you shouldn't say. "

Everyone should answer together.

It was the first time in Man Bao's life that he saw the prince, and it was also the first time in his life that he saw the assassin. He was so excited that he even looked better.

When the cook prepared the lunch and brought it up, she ate a bowl full of rice, and her vitality returned completely.

So they went to the study to continue discussing the various possibilities of the assassin.

Mr. Zhuang ignored them and went back to the room by himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until evening that Wei Chen went back after eating dinner here, and the rest of them gathered in the room to have a private conversation.

Of course it only includes their three seniors and brothers, as well as Daji.

The three of them talked together in a low voice, and Daji was in charge of leaning against the door with folded arms to listen, "Do you still remember that account book?"

"Of course I remember," Man Bao said, "It's because I remembered that I let them run for their lives."

Bai Shanbao: "Are you saying that they are really victims of the flood in Yizhou three years ago?"

The king of Yizhou was also asking this question.

After all, the assassin failed to kill him, but he didn't get any benefit. He got a cut on his arm and killed many guards. The most important thing is that being assassinated in full view of everyone was a huge blow to his prestige and reputation. Big hit.

As for the assassins who were assassinated, two escaped, and the rest were either killed by them or committed suicide by themselves, leaving no one alive.

So the king of Yizhou was furious, and asked angrily, "Are they really victims of disasters? Where are the victims of disasters so powerful that they can assassinate this king?"

Magistrate Tang stood behind all the officials with his head bowed, the sky was falling and there was a tall man standing on top of him, so he couldn't ask questions anyway.

Just thinking about it, the king of Yizhou suddenly called his name, "Magistrate of Tang County..."

Magistrate Tang: ...

He silently stepped forward a few steps, walked into the hall and saluted.

The doctor of the Yizhou palace was bandaging his arm. When the king of Yizhou saw him, he remembered that he had protected him, or he had led him out of the encirclement. His face softened, but he was still angry," the guards reported. The assassin finally hid under the administration of Huayang County, what do you have to say?"

Tang county magistrate bowed his head and said, "My lord, one street past the main street is within the scope of Huayang County. Here, as long as the assassin flees, there is a 90% possibility of hiding in Huayang County..."

Yizhou Wang Yi patted the table and said: "So many assassins hid in Huayang County in advance, did you not notice at all?"

Tang county magistrate was silent for a while and then said: "My lord, these Nuo opera fortune-tellers who exorcised the ghost epidemic were all found by the Yizhou prince's mansion. They have never been registered in Huayang County when they entered or left the city. For dereliction of duty, the subordinate official will definitely punish the county lieutenant severely after returning."

The corners of Ming Cishi's eyes twitched, he quietly raised his head and gave him a dark look, warning him to restrain himself.

King Yizhou's face froze, but the anger in his heart was rising. Seeing that his ears were red with anger, Zhang Jiedu quickly scolded Tang County Magistrate: "Quickly go back and investigate, first find out the identity of the assassin. The origin, and also, the two assassins who escaped should be caught as soon as possible, and the gates of the city should be closed tightly, and no one is allowed to go out."

Magistrate Tang knew that it was useless to object, so he obediently bowed down. The governor of the Ming Dynasty also immediately came out, bowed and asked for a task, and then retreated.

There's another chapter around ten o'clock in the evening