[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

The dark trace is broken, something happened.

Tong Zhang's men and horses were divided into several groups.

Contacted Ning Ke's black armor who was stationed in the capital, and searched almost every corner of the capital secretly.

There is a pharmacy called Baicao Pavilion in Beijing.

The owner of the pharmacy is a master of Xinglin, and the prescriptions prescribed are hard to find. Because the medicine is collected in the mountains all the year round, the pharmacy is located in a remote place, and there are few officials and people.

Hei Jia inquired from the owner of the pharmacy and found out that two sons had grabbed herbs in the pharmacy.

One of them was blinded by the smoke and could not see.It's time to enter the medicine workshop with Heijia.

It was still unclear whether it was the young emperor, until the owner of the pharmacy took out the waist pendant that the young man used to pay for the medicine.

It is a palace thing.

The owner of the pharmacy said, "I hired a carriage and probably went southeast."

Going southeast along the official road for thirty miles is the Prince Qin's Mansion.

Hei Jia searched along the ruts all the way, and the rut marks became messy not far from the medicine shop, as if something happened.

After searching for another mile, I saw the collapsed carriage in the dust, and hurried and overlapping footprints.

Hei Jia searched nearby for a long time, and finally found the young emperor who had broken his leg in a hidden forest, and he was still sane.

The eyes are wrapped with new gauze, and the body is not wearing a coat.

The wind was buzzing, but the young man's expression was not panicked, it was heavy and cold, and a bit stern.

The young emperor heard the voice and asked after a long time, "Who is it?"

Tong Zhang respectfully knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, I am too late to save you!"

As soon as the Northwest general finished speaking, tears were already in his eyes.

"Your Majesty... suffered."

Hearing that it was Tong Zhang's voice, the boy was silent, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Tong Zhang's arm tightly, with great strength.

Tong Zhang heard the young emperor say word by word, "General Tong, bring Shi Yi back!"

Every word is extremely heavy.

Tong Zhang didn't know who the eleventh His Majesty was talking about, but following the clues, he probably knew that His Majesty was accompanied by someone, possibly Lin Shu's subordinates.

At that time, Lin Shu was the black armor who went down to Xiaozhou Mountain with His Royal Highness King Qin.

Hei Jia later found a bloody coat on a cliff, and the smell of blood was very strong.

Tong Zhang sighed.

It must have been hunted down, Eleven led His Majesty to abandon the carriage, and hid in the place where Hei Jia found His Majesty.

His Majesty hurt his leg and couldn't walk.

On the eleventh day, he put on His Majesty's coat and led the pursuers to the cliff.

If he was not captured alive, he would have fallen off a cliff, leaving no bones left.

Tong Zhang searched all the way, and he knew better than anyone else the vicious deeds of these assassins.

The three-year-old child is not let go, let alone the people around the young emperor.

The most likely situation is that they find that they have chased the wrong person all the way, killed people to vent their anger, and threw their bodies off the cliff.

If Hei Jia came later, His Majesty might not be able to escape.

Tong Zhang gasped, his back was icy cold.

If it was the distance between the front and rear feet, those assassins were still looking for His Majesty nearby.

If Hei Jia comes later, I'm afraid that even His Majesty won't be able to keep him.

Maybe they are still watching in secret, or maybe they have already set up an ambush!

Don't stay here for long.

Tong Zhang gritted his teeth, picked up the coat on the ground, and shouted at Hei Jia, "Escort back to the palace!"

What gave Tong Zhang a headache was that Shaodi's feet seemed to have taken root in this land.

"Why don't you go find him?"

Tong Zhang shook his head, "Your Majesty, there is no time!"

He was a rough man, he threw the outer shirt he had picked up into the young emperor's arms, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, your life is exchanged at eleven, if there is an emergency, wouldn't it be a waste of eleven pains?"

Holding the balled coat in his hand, the young emperor vaguely recalled that he hadn't said a word when he took the coat off him on Shishi Shishi, and at that time the boy was still thinking that if his eyes were healed, he would Can know what Eleven looks like one by one

If it pleases him, he can even find a way to heal Eleven's throat and listen to his voice...

The faint smell of blood on the outer shirt came from the tip of his nose.

That's the blood of Eleven.

Chu Yu's face was a little pale, and the fingers holding the tunic were curled up tightly.

Biting his lower lip, he finally said coldly, "General Tong, leave a few people here to look for it, Eleven..."

"I want to see people when I am born, and I want to see corpses when I die."

"If Eleven can't find it, those people don't have to come back."

The wind lifted the boy's hair bundled into the white gauze, and he couldn't see his eyes, and couldn't guess his expression.

All he could see was the young man's tightly pursed lips and half of his handsome and flawless side face.

It makes people feel cold and creepy.

The growth of an ordinary teenager only needs the care and love of his relatives.

And if this young man is the emperor, his growth must be accompanied by bloody storms and rivers of blood.

The author says:

Inexplicably feel that everyone will explode when this chapter is published (cover face)

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