Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

At a command, countless palace troops besieged Gu Qingzhi.

She dodged two spears left and right, kicked the soldiers who were rushing towards her away, grabbed another person's clothes and flew into the air, flipped behind that person, avoided being surrounded from all sides, and ran towards the yard.

Although the Prime Minister's Mansion Army originated from the imperial guards, they have been accustomed to a life of luxury in the Prime Minister's Mansion for many years. Compared with the assassins who often fight and kill, they are still weaker and easier to deal with.

But the palace army had too many people, and over time, she would be the one who suffered.

At this moment, she just hoped that Wu Fang could move faster.

In the study, Zuo Chengyu watched Gu Qingzhi making a fool of the army in the courtyard, and couldn't help but think of the thief who made a scene in his father's study and stole the joint letter signed by the salt mine workers.

It was the disappearance of the joint petition that gave the Yongning Marquis' family, who had been oppressed in a remote area, a chance to turn things around, and also gave Feng Zhanye the support of Concubine De.

Think about it again, who could have protected that little villain from the assassins under Snake Eyes without even a scratch on his skin?

Now it seems that who else can do all this but him?

I'm afraid there's no one else with such skills in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

All his previous guesses were confirmed one by one. Zuo Chengyu sat down calmly and took a sip of tea.

Seeing that the palace soldiers were unable to do anything to her, the servant at the side could not help but worry that she would run away, and hesitantly asked: "Master, should we report to the Left Prime Minister and ask him to dispatch more palace soldiers?"

Zuo Chengyu shook his head, put his hands on the table, and leaned back.

"No hurry. No matter how many troops we send to him, the result will be the same. Why should we alarm our father to deal with a small guard?"

"But in this case, what if he really runs away?"

Seeing that the palace troops were no match at all, the servant didn't understand why his master was not in a hurry.

Zuo Chengyu smiled and said, "He doesn't plan to run away now. Even if he runs away, he will have to come back."

He lowered his head to look at the indenture that was placed under his hand, and seemed to be in a very good mood as he tapped the circle drawn by the ink that had not yet dried. The words "Wu Fang" were clearly written on it.

He stretched his lips and said slowly: "Send some people from the Guards' Court to entertain him well."

The summer sun was blazing high in the sky. Gu Qingzhi's black cloth was soaked with sweat, the Lanzhou in her hand was stained with blood, and many corpses of government soldiers lay on the ground.

But there were more and more palace troops around her, and she was exhausted, but she was still trapped in the yard.

The palace troops seemed to be consciously cutting off all her escape routes, but they were not in a hurry to catch her, as if they were very sure that she could not escape.

Something didn't seem right.

Just as she was distracted thinking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light flashing in her peripheral vision. She was startled and quickly dodged to the side.

There was only the sound of breaking air, and a dagger brushed past her ear and suddenly stabbed into the chest of the palace soldier behind her, splashing a large pool of blood.

Gu Qingzhi casually raised her sleeve to wipe the blood off her face, and looked in the direction where the dagger came from. She saw a man in a black guard robe standing in the corridor, smiling at her sinisterly.

It's an assassin.

If you ask her why she is so sure, she was once one of these people in her previous life. Their clothes have less embroidery than those of ordinary guards, making them more convenient for traveling at night.

It was just because she was the number one assassin in Kyoto and was special enough that even if she didn't wear that kind of clothes and didn't live in the Prime Minister's residence, the Left Prime Minister and his son never said anything.

Those assassins were supposed to be used to deal with court officials and wealthy businessmen and politicians, but they suddenly attacked her. Could it be that Zuo Chengyu discovered something?

Soon, she denied her idea. As Lan Zhou, she had only met Zuo Chengyu once, and that was when she was reborn.

So why is this?

Before she could figure it out, she suddenly heard the buzzing sound of an arrow from another direction. Her body reacted naturally and she grabbed the collar of the soldier next to her and blocked it in front of her.

Before the soldier could react to what was happening, he was pierced through the back and died instantly.

Another assassin.

In a flash, in addition to the countless palace soldiers, there were several more black shadows in sight. They all seemed to be assassins recruited by Zuo Chengyu in the Guard House.

Zuo Chengyu in the room slowly raised his hand, spread his thumb, put his index finger and middle finger together, and then pointed downwards casually.

The assassins rushed towards her like arrows.

The government troops immediately made room for them to avoid being accidentally injured.

It turned out that he was waiting for her here.

Gu Qingzhi curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, took a long breath to relieve the excessive consumption of physical strength, and then responded quickly.

She dodged several swords that came at her one by one and secretly observed the two assassins in the distance.

Seeing that the assassin who threw the dagger took out another flying knife, she slowly slowed down her dodging movements.

As expected, the assassin seized the opportunity to throw the flying knife, and just as Gu Qingzhi was approaching, an assassin with a big knife chopped at her from behind.

She took a deep breath, dodged the blade, grabbed the man's arm, and hung her head upside down, hooking her knees around the back of his neck.

The man felt pain and wanted to throw her off his body, but Gu Qingzhi was hooked very firmly and he couldn't get rid of her no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing that the flying knife was getting closer and closer, she suddenly straightened her waist, covered the man's eyes, and twisted his neck fiercely.

The assassin in front of them was spinning around like a headless fly in the darkness. The people around him were unable to take action for a while in order to avoid hurting their own people and to avoid the long knife in his hand.

With a "puff" sound, the flying knife pierced into the man's chest, and blood spurted out all over the ground.

Seeing that man's body gradually falling to the ground weakly, Gu Qingzhi jumped off him lightly, avoiding the sword behind him, grabbed the long knife in the corpse's hand, turned around, and cut the neck of another assassin.

It will be much easier if you have a suitable weapon.

Zuo Chengyu carefully watched her deal with the assassins. Seeing his own assassins fall to the ground one by one, he not only did not show the slightest pity, but became more and more excited.

He stared at the figure flying up and down, his eyes revealing satisfaction and appreciation.

A few years ago, he had planned to recruit Lan Zhou, the most famous assassin in Wutong Lane, but for some reason he was caught and ridiculed, and he escaped right under his nose.

He had always wanted to find someone whose strength could rival Lan Zhou's to serve him, but he could never find one.

God has eyes, and has finally sent such a person to him. As long as he can use him for his own benefit, it will be worth it even if he kills all the assassins he recruited in the past.

As he was thinking, a soldier beside him seemed to have received some news and came over to whisper in his ear:

"Master, the man has been caught."

Zuo Chengyu nodded slightly, and then issued an order to the soldiers in the courtyard: "Anyone who can hurt him will be rewarded with ten strings of silver."

Ten strings of money could cover more than half a year's monthly salary. With such a high reward, the government troops and the remaining assassins were like chickens with their blood pumped up, and they all rushed towards Gu Qingzhi.

Gu Qingzhi held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, chopping them vigorously, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

Her body was covered in blood, but the palace soldiers used their bodies to build a wall for the assassins. There were too many people, and even though she tried desperately to break free from the encirclement, a knife that came out from nowhere still cut her arm.

I don’t know what was on the blade, and coupled with the sweat on my body, the wound was burning with pain.

She turned around and slashed with her sword. Just as she dealt with the black-clad assassin who had scratched her, she was faced with the spears of several palace soldiers.

This was not a solution. Looking at her black clothes, she lowered her head and blended into the palace army through the gap. The palace army, having lost their target, suddenly became chaotic and bumped into the few remaining assassins who could see her movements clearly.

The palace army, like a human wall, slowed down the assassin's pursuit, and Gu Qingzhi approached the study.

The palace soldiers protecting Zuo Chengyu had not yet reacted when they saw a long sword flying towards their master.

It was just a pity that at the last moment when Gu Qingzhi threw the long knife, an assassin still found her and desperately grabbed her ankle, causing her to stagger suddenly, and the long knife fell on the table in front of him.

The indenture fell from the table, and she could vaguely see the name on it.

Why they were so sure she couldn't escape now became clear.