Sheriff, give me a smile~

As soon as the voice fell, the situation changed suddenly.

But seeing the sharp sword light in the arena, the masked dancer who was originally graceful and charming instantly turned into a Rakshasa assassin, and dozens of sharp knives pointed directly at Liu Bang.

The imperial guards came forward with their guns, forcibly stopping their sharp swords to fight with them.In an instant, blood was seen in Xiyuan, and the screams were endless.The assassins shot fiercely without leaving any room, and the imperial guards finally captured them all after three hard fights.

The leader of the Imperial Guard knelt down on one knee and bowed to Wu Zetian who was sitting on the throne: "Your Majesty, all the assassins have been captured."

With this sudden change, the entire imperial garden was silent, and everyone looked at the field in doubt or horror.

Wu Zetian got up slowly, walked down the steps step by step, looked at the bloody assassin who was restrained in the arena, his face was so gloomy that it was terrifying: "Say, who will assign it!"

No one answered.

"I'll ask again, who will appoint me!"

Wu Zetian's volume increased, and her anger was approaching a critical point.

The leading dancer suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, she somehow managed to break free from the shackles of the imperial guards, but seeing a flash of cold light, the imperial guards who restrained her just now vomited blood and fell to the ground dead.

Wu Zetian was startled and took a step back.

The woman stretched out her water sleeves, and the short arrow in her sleeves pierced Liu Bang like a thunderbolt.

Everything happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.Zhang Liang ran towards Liu Bangran at the fastest speed, where could he catch the short arrow.

Caixiu blood frightened three hundred steps, the young prince at the Yaochi banquet!

Want to stab an orphan

Liu Bang sneered, pulled Zhang Liang with one hand, and threw the wine glass in his hand with the other. The wine glass hit the short arrow that pierced through the air, and the short arrow reversed and stabbed at the woman.

"Ding--"

"what!"

When the wine glass fell to the ground, the woman screamed, trembling her bloody left wrist, staring at Liu Bang in disbelief.

"Take it!" Wu Zetian said in a deep voice.

The attendant immediately drew his sword and stepped forward, the woman's eyes became ruthless, she soared into the air, and threw out several silver needles with her left hand to hit Wu Zetian.

The silver needles are like pear blossoms and the rainstorm is mixed with killing intent.

There is even a back trick!

The attendant was shocked and immediately retreated to block the needle, but the woman disappeared without a trace.

At the feet of the emperor, in the presence of princes, and in front of the masters of the world, an assassin can come and go freely as if entering a land of no one!

good very good!

Wu Zetian sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes: "The assassin certainly didn't run away, and I passed on my order to immediately blockade the imperial palace and the entire imperial city, and he must be brought to justice! The assassin has not been brought to justice for a day, and the blockade of the imperial city is still incomprehensible." !"

"Yes!"

"As for these people," Wu Zetian turned his eyes to look at the other assassins: "Put them into the sky prison and torture them for interrogation!"

Suddenly, an assassin's whole body twitched, and then he vomited blood and fell to the ground.The soldier froze for a moment, stretched out his hand to check his breath, it was...

"Your Majesty, the assassin is dead."

As soon as the words fell, all the assassins one after another fell to the ground, spitting blood and died, only one survived.

The man twitched and moved his lips.

"What did she say?" Wu Zetian frowned.

The nearby soldier leaned over and listened: "Your Majesty, she is saying 'eighteen sons, one person lights, the sun is slanting'."

Eighteen sons, point by one person, oblique sun

When he looked at the assassin again, he was already dead.

Wu Zetian frowned deeper: "Where is Jingzhao Yin Di Renjie?"

Di Renjie quickly walked to the front and bowed down: "The minister is here."

"You are fully responsible for this case. You must find out the truth within one month and bring the murderer to justice. There must be no mistakes!"

"Sir, obey the order!"

When I returned to my residence, it was almost midnight.

The lights in the hall were lit, and the night watch maid saw that the atmosphere was not right, so she stepped back after filling tea for the three of them.

Liu Bang tore off his cloak and threw it aside casually, then sat back on the chair and sighed.

Han Xin and Zhang Liang looked at each other and sat on both sides of their own monarchs.

After a while of silence, it was finally Han Xin who spoke first: "Your Majesty is worried about the assassins."

Liu Bang didn't answer, but lightly tapped the armrest with his right hand and asked back: "True words, who do you think wants my life the most at this time?"

"It depends on who will benefit the most if the emperor is not around."

"Xiang Yu"

At the same moment, Di Renjie's questioning voice came from the inner room of Di Mansion.

Li Bai flicked the candle wick to make it shine brighter: "Isn't it true that if Liu Bang dies, the biggest winner is not Xiang Yu?"

Di Renjie picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip: "Xiang Yu has always been upright, and he is not someone who would use such indecent means as assassination."

Li Bai smiled: "You probably misunderstood me. Of course Xiang Yu won't, but the people around him may not be sure. Maybe some people are eager for him to win. Seeing that Liu Bang's alliance with His Majesty is very likely to overturn the situation of the battle, they are in a hurry So he resorted to this trick."

"Planning an assassination requires extremely precise planning and fierce determination. Among the people around Xiang Yu, who do you think is most likely to do such a thing?"

Li Bai bowed his head in thought: "Fan Zeng"

An unfathomable coldness flashed in Di Renjie's eyes: "No, it can't be him."

"How do you say it?" Liu Bang raised his eyebrows and looked at the sergeant with a calm face in front of him.

Zhang Liang raised the single mirror, and said in a calm manner: "Your Majesty, I want to ask you, will the whole world know about our alliance with the Tang Dynasty?"

Not sure what his military adviser wanted to express, Liu Bang looked at him quietly for a while, and said, "Of course."

"Is it a long way from Chuhan to Chang'an?"

"Of course."

"Compared with Chang'an City and along the road, which one is more heavily guarded?"

"It's Chang'an City."

"Good. Then if Fan Zeng wanted to attack, why didn't he choose to do it on the road instead of in Chang'an City, which is more heavily guarded?"

Liu Bang was thoughtful.

Zhang Liang continued: "The empress knew that the emperor was coming, so she specially asked Jing Zhaoyin to strengthen her defenses. The armored patrol is more than twice as usual. There is no reason not to attack the weak point and pick the hard thorns, not to mention the assassination place is in the palace. At the banquet, the person who was assassinated was the dancing girl. All the musicians, maids, and guards at the palace banquet must have been carefully selected. It is difficult to break through the patrols of Chang'an City, but it is even more difficult to break through the patrols and deploy people to the palace banquet. "

"Let's take a step back, even if Fan Zeng is really capable of placing assassins at palace banquets, then if... If your lord really suffers from misfortune, who is the most likely murderer that everyone will first think of?" Zhang Liang said here He looked up at Han Xin.

Han Xin rarely frowned: "Zifang is justified. Once the king is assassinated, Xiang Yu must be the most suspect. Fan Zeng is not stupid enough to discredit his own monarch. It is the time when the emperor and the empress are allied, and the empress can give the emperor the name Sending troops under the banner of seeking justice. The Tang Dynasty endured for so many years because the teacher was unknown, and gave the Empress a chance to be a teacher for nothing. Fan Zeng is not so generous."

"In this way, people from Xiang Yu's side can be excluded." Liu Bang raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Liang thought about it: "I think so."

Han Xin frowned: "But, if it wasn't Xiang Yu, who would want to attack you?"

Di Renjie took out a piece of white paper, dipped it in ink and wrote on it:

时间

location

person

Use device

speech

"This is" Li Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Something conducive to drawing correct conclusions."

Di Renjie writes: "Time"

Li Bai was helpless, thinking that I was being used as an assistant: "About the next hour."

"Place."

"Imperial garden, at the palace banquet."

"figure."

"The dancing girl."

"A tool."

"Swords, daggers, needles."

"speech."

"Eighteen sons, point one person, the sun is slanting."

Di Renjie paused the tip of his pen, something flashed through his mind so quickly that he didn't have time to grasp it.

"There is no objection to the time. Let's look at the location. We can deploy people to such an important palace banquet through layers of patrols. What can we say?" Di Renjie turned his head to look at Li Bai.

Li Bai pondered for a moment: "It means that this person is very capable, and... he is very familiar with the imperial palace." Li Bai was surprised.

Di Renjie nodded: "Of course, if he is not very familiar with the imperial palace, he would not be able to make such a precise arrangement. Then let's think about who is not only capable but also familiar with the imperial palace."

Li Bai frowned: "People in the palace"

Di Renjie shook his head: "Not necessarily. Some people who often go in and out of the palace to deal with people in the palace are also possible. It is possible for dignitaries and celebrities in Chang'an. At present, we can only lock the scope. This person must be in Chang'an and has great influence."

Di Renjie took out another piece of paper and wrote: Chang'an City is powerful.

Li Bai was thoughtful.

"Then let's look at the assassin, the dancing girl," Di Renjie rubbed his brush: "He is highly skilled in martial arts, not afraid of life and death, he wears drugs all over his body, and if the assassination fails, he will commit suicide by taking poison. What did he do after the autopsy in the government office just now?" No useful clues have been found. He hides his wealth information so secretly and does things cleanly and without leaving any room. Quite rich."

After Di Renjie finished speaking, he wrote on the second piece of paper: financial resources.

"The next thing is to use the weapon..." Di Renjie paused: "I am also quite surprised here, since it is the determination to kill Liu Bang, why don't you give the weapon unenriched?"

Di Renjie continued to write: The weapon has not been poisoned.

Li Bai suddenly said: "We seem to have forgotten something."

"what"

"Do you remember that the leading dancer at the banquet offered wine to three people, namely Your Majesty, Han Xin and Liu Bang?"

Di Renjie smiled: "You don't have to worry about this. Liu Bang's party and His Majesty's people's dining utensils are all made of silver, and there is no chance of poisoning. Including the wine glass of the leading dancer."

Li Bai nodded hesitantly.

"The last one, words." Di Renjie stared at the strange words on the paper for a long time: "Eighteen sons, one person lights, the sun is slanting. What does this mean?"

Li Bai took the second piece of paper and looked at it carefully: Chang'an City has great power, financial resources, and weapons have not been poisoned.

"It doesn't make sense." Li Bai put down the paper in his hand.

"What doesn't make sense"

Li Bai looked at him: "There are a lot of powerful and wealthy people in Chang'an, but what reason do they have to take such a big risk to assassinate the King of Han?"

Unrefined sharp weapon, strange words, inexplicable motives.

Di Renjie frowned, it seemed that it was not as simple as imagined, could it be that...