Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

Assassination?

Oh assassination.

Jiang Xingxiu felt relieved, she should eat and drink, and had a great time shopping when she was supposed to go shopping. By the way, she brought a superficial gift to the fifth prince, and a secret gift to Concubine Xu Gui.

Before leaving the palace, Jiang Xingxiu heard that Mei Wanyi was secretly bestowed to death.

The chariots and horses traveled for another month or two to the next big city.

There was a temple fair in the city, and Jiang Xingxiu walked among the crowded crowd, looking at the flowers on horseback.

Then he walked into an auction house - this thing was created by the eldest prince.

Assassin No. [-] stared at the eleventh prince from a distance, and touched his pocket.Very good, no cash, only a few food coupons from the master, guaranteed not to starve to death - three buckets of rice for each large ticket, two buckets of rice for each middle ticket, and one bucket of rice for each small ticket.

The master is not short of money, but he is afraid that they will be greedy for pleasure when they come out to complete the task, so every time they ask the steward to share the travel expenses for them, and the steward only gives them food stamps, as long as they don’t starve to death.

But the auction house cannot enter without money.

Assassin No. [-] squatted under a tree for a stick of incense, when a beggar came over and looked left and right, when No. [-] thought he was going to be exposed, the beggar stared: "Where did the ignorant boy come from, I don't know that this is me!" Is it a beggar place! Go, go—”

Number one: "...beggars still have territory?"

The beggar raised his head: "Nonsense, look at what is on the opposite side! It's an auction house! People who go in and out are either rich or expensive, and they are always making money. Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to go? If you don't go, I can call you in the nearby streets." Beggars from all over the world are besieging you together!"

Number One took out a small ticket: "I'll stay here until the auction house closes..."

The beggar didn't speak, and on the [-]st took out another winning ticket with a bit of pain: "Three buckets of rice are enough for you for forty days, no more." He still has to go back!The big ticket for three buckets of rice was just enough for him to walk back.

The beggar looked at him carefully, and after making sure that there was nothing else to touch, he took the food stamps and left contentedly.

Number One continued to squat under the tree, staring at the gate of the auction house with eyes that were praised as sharp as eagles, until the target finally appeared on the street again.

No. [-] slid a sharp knife from his sleeve into his palm, pretending to have finally squatted enough, and got up.

Although the eleventh prince came out with several guards, it didn't matter, let alone a few, he could get a dozen of them.It is his specialty to kill people in such a crowd.

Number one took a step forward, his legs softened, and he held onto the tree trunk.

Oops, squatting for too long, my legs are numb.

Enduring the weakness of his legs for a few seconds, he kept paying attention to Jiang Xingxiu from the corner of his eyes.The eleventh prince didn't know that someone was going to take his life, so he walked slowly without going out of his field of vision.

After finally not affecting walking, No. [-] raised a confident smile, and was about to approach Jiang Xingxiu, scratching his skin without a trace.The poison smeared on the sharp blade is absolutely dead at the sight of blood.

Number One suddenly felt that something was wrong, raised his hand and saw that it was his hand holding the sharp knife that was supporting the tree trunk.Now, that hand was accidentally cut on the pulse by his sharp blade.

"..."

impossible!

How could he make mistakes that only a novice would make!

Number one suddenly felt his heart beating faster, his whole body was cold, and his breathing was difficult.

The pupils slowly dilated, and the body fell heavily to the ground.

Jiang Xingxiu heard the uproar from the crowd and asked the guards, "What happened?"

A guard went to inquire, and came back and said that a person was frightened to death.

"Scared to death?"

"Yeah, he probably cut his wrist accidentally. The subordinates saw that the wound would not cause death and would heal soon, but the man still died, probably from fright."

Jiang Xingxiu thought of a story about a death row prisoner whose hands were cut, and after hearing the sound of blood dripping into a clay pot all night, he felt that his blood was about to drain dry, and then he died.In fact, his wound had healed long ago, and what he heard was the sound of water droplets.However, he still made up his mind to death.

This person may be about the same way to die.

After Jiang Xingxiu returned to the palace, his wife and servants waited for him to take a bath and change clothes, and a wife who was unfamiliar to him came in with a comb.

Jiang Xingxiu was lying on the edge of the bath, squinting her eyes and looking at her through the dense mist: "Why haven't I seen you?"

The wife bent slightly: "Back to the eleventh prince, the slave was sent by the fifth prince. He said that the slave combs his hair very well, and he specially sent it for the gentleman to enjoy." The voice was not delicate, but very neutral.

Jiang Xingxiu hummed, and his wife stepped forward holding the comb.

The mist covered the wooden comb, so that others could not see that the teeth of the comb were sharpened, which should not be the tip of a normal comb.

The wife bowed her head to hide her killing intent.

He was the number two killer, and the failure of the number one was within his expectations.No. [-] accidentally took the wrong poison, he chose the latter between reminding No. [-] and taking the power himself.

After a while, he will use this comb to insert into the eleventh prince's scalp. The water mist is so hazy that he can retire after killing the eleventh prince.

A wife made a mistake in her haste, dropped the fragrant soap to the ground, and knelt down to plead guilty.Suddenly, the sound of someone falling was heard behind him.

No. [-] didn't expect such a coincidence. Logically speaking, the people who are sent to the prince to serve him have been trained and will never make mistakes.It just happened to be such a coincidence that he fell and slid right under his feet, which caught him off guard and stepped on it, making him unstable.

A wife who waits on others will not have superhuman reflexes, so No. [-] forcibly controlled his urge to adjust his body in the air and landed safely, and let himself fall to the ground, and the comb was also thrown not far away.

A wife came over and wanted to help him up. He saw the comb first, picked it up and looked at it, and exclaimed, "The comb is wrong! She is an assassin!"

Number two jumped up resolutely and rushed towards Jiang Xingxiu, trying to hijack him, then accidentally stepped on the fragrant soap, overdid it, and plunged his head into the bathtub.

The people who served Jiang Xingxiu all reacted and pressed him, not giving him a chance to get up from the pool.

Jiang Xingxiu got up, wrapped in a bath towel, and looked at No. [-] with disgust: "Don't let him die, drag it down, and hand it over to the prison officer. All the water has been changed."

"Yes! Sir!"

Several killers came that night, trying to sneak in and kill Jiang Xingxiu, but they always had accidents.

When the fifth prince came over, he was shocked to see several people lying in the yard: "These are..."

Jiang Xingxiu glanced at it.

"Oh, this one was knocked into the bookshelf by a mouse who knows where, and knocked out the book that happened to be out of place, and knocked him unconscious."

"That one was squatting on a tree. His foot slipped and he fell down. He just sprawled his leg and hit a big rock under the tree. He passed out from the pain."

"And the one over there, oh, he was discovered by my guards, after he was captured, he bit the poison in his mouth and committed suicide."

"They are all killers sent by Jiang Xuan to take my life."

After the fifth prince took care of his younger brother, he asked the guards to look through it a little bit, and he was amazed: "The mother's family is an imperial merchant, which is to take advantage of it. Such an expensive killer, the sixth one can train it if he says so. And, I finally understand, the sixth one is not dead. If he wants money, he just has no idea about money!"

Jiang Xingxiu: "Is it expensive?" Why can't he see it?

"Of course!" The fifth prince pointed over one by one: "Look at this black rhinoceros dagger, it cuts iron like mud and breaks gold like hair. Each handle is at least three thousand guan. The sixth one is actually equipped for every killer!"

"This soft purple velvet armor is invulnerable to swords and guns. If I remember correctly, at last month's market price, at least 25 copper coins..."

"25 pieces?"

"No, 25 per foot."

"There are also poisons they use to commit suicide. I haven't done much research on this, so I can't confirm the category, but it can kill people instantly, so it must be very valuable."

"Oh, and it's not easy to train killers. I don't want to mention more. Just talking about generals, they can only meet their daily consumption by eating meat every day. Killers need to be trained, and they need to have meat every day. "

"and also……"

"and also……"

The fifth prince commented on the past one by one, and finally concluded with a frown: "If this is the prodigal family, if he sends a few more such assassins, he may go bankrupt."

Jiang Xingxiu listened quietly, and when he heard this, he slowly said thoughtfully: "Then... let him come a few more times."

The fifth prince subconsciously: "Huh?"

Jiang Xingxiu smiled: "I said, why not let him come a few more times?"

The fifth prince who reacted: "...!!!" He patted Jiang Xingxiu's shoulder vigorously, admiringly, "Brother, good trick!"

So, the killer came to send wave after wave, and the purses of the fifth prince and Jiang Xingxiu bulged one after another.

The sixth prince didn't feel much: "What? Didn't kill them? Go again? Weapons? Soft armor? Allotment to them, the Lord is not short of money!"

After returning to the capital, the fifth prince felt his leg injury, gave up on himself, and lingered in brothels, especially the oiran.

But when the oiran wanted to go with him, the fifth prince tactfully said, no, you are too expensive, and I don't have much money recently.

The sixth prince jumped up and said, "Send it! Isn't it the oiran cultivated by 3000 taels! Give it away! The Lord is not short of money! The fifth is poor recently? Prepare her a dowry of 3000 taels!"

Concubine Xu was ill, and the two dutiful sons decided to copy Taoist scriptures to pray for Concubine Xu for the sake of their birth mother. It is a pity that there is no Taoist temple in Kyoto, otherwise they would go to the temple to copy it and be more devout.

When the sixth prince heard that Jiang Xingxiu copied the scriptures, it meant that Jiang Xingxiu would not leave the palace.Jiang Xingxiu can't leave the palace, how can his people assassinate him?How can this work! "It's just a Taoist temple, build it! I'm not short of money!"

"Lao Wu married a regular wife, and was worried that he had no money to hire, so he didn't want to go to the brothel? How can this work! I remember how many shops there are under the name of Lao Wu, go! Do business with them! Lose money to him! The Lord is not short of money !"

"Old Eleven is learning the six arts of a gentleman? Great opportunity! Find a way to send Instructor Yang to his side, oh, buy a few hard-earned BMWs with a lot of money and let Instructor Yang take them there, I don't believe it will be valued by Eleven. Oh, the Lord is not bad money!"

Jiang Xingxiu caressed the hard-earned BMW: "Sixth brother is really a good man."

The fifth prince counted the banknotes that could not be closed, and smiled very softly and kindly: "Yes, Lao Liu is really a good boy."

Half a year later, the sixth prince walked into the hall of Chongde with vain footsteps: "Father, can you just give your son a fief and a king?"

"Conferring the king?" The emperor stopped writing the memorial, "Lao Liu, have you made up your mind?"

The prince is crowned king...but he is about to go to the land and become a feudal vassal.In other words, there is no hope of becoming an emperor.

The sixth prince's face was pale and lifeless: "Well, I've thought about it. Oh, and, father, the son has a crush on the little lady of the family, can father ask the Ministry of Rites to hire her?"

The emperor's expression was complicated: "The Ministry of Rites hired me? That's just a basic dowry..."

As usual, after being hired by the Ministry of Rites, the prince will add a few percent extra to show how much he values ​​his wife.Only the bride price from the Ministry of Rites, that would be too embarrassing.

"Hmm... father... all my ministers know." The sixth prince was expressionless and hard to say, "I can pay for a small job by myself, but it is the travel expenses for my son to keep. My son... I have no money."

Jiang Xingxiu, who got the news, sighed with the Fifth Prince, "I thought he could last another half a month."

The fifth prince tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair, pondering: "I always feel that he still has some...he has to find a way to knock it out." He murmured in a low voice, "Aside from other things, he will definitely keep Fan's travel expenses."