The return of the national teacher warp speed

When there were tens of meters left, Chu Xiang stretched out her hand to her wound and pressed it hard. The wound that had stopped bleeding opened again, and a stream of fresh blood overflowed from it. She quickly touched the corner of his mouth with her fingers, the blood cooled quickly after leaving the body, and it was already cold when it touched his mouth, but Lan Jue reprimanded him slightly as if he had been scalded:

"What are you doing!"

Bai Jing'an had already come up to meet him. When he arrived, Chu Xiang was leaning on Lan Jue's shoulder, buried his face, and dropped his hands weakly, looking as if he was so injured that he couldn't speak.

Seeing this kind of scene, Bai Jingan's words changed to: "Is Lord Lan assassinated?"

Lan Jue pursed her lips in displeasure, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Obviously."

"This——" Bai Jingan hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to try to grab Chu Xiang's hanging hand. Lan Jue pushed back half a step, looked at him unkindly, and hurriedly explained respectfully, "I just want to see this Mr. Chu's injury."

Although Bai Jingan was respectful, his attitude was actually very tough. He took a step forward and took Chu Xiang's hand—the pulse was floating and trembling, it was indeed not a fake, and he knew from the first contact that this person was of poor physique and had no foundation in martial arts.Let this kind of person fight, and before the knife is drawn, he faints from exhaustion.

"I don't know what kind of assassin you two encountered?"

Chu Xiang, who pretended to be unconscious, was worried for a second. Fortunately, Lan Jue was not as vain as the rumors, and he quickly replied: "This king hasn't questioned Chief Baiwei for improper guarding, but you came to interrogate me first? Could it be that I Is it because I gave one of my own people a knife, and then beat myself into internal injuries, just to go for a walk in the street, and then come back to deceive you?"

After speaking, he raised his chin, showing off the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Feng rushed over, not knowing whether it was true or not, he was terrified: "My lord, you are injured!!!"

"Internal injury, okay."

Then the scene suddenly became chaotic, Lan Jue was not good at arguing with Tiewei, and Yang Feng, who was at the same level, didn't care, plus Chu Hexing who was jumping up and down and swearing constantly, Bai Jingan accepted the accusations of these two people silently, and had no choice but to signal his subordinates to go down Doctor please.

Yang Feng said angrily: "My country's lord was assassinated. In order to avoid the fierce assassins, he had to escape from the post house and was injured. In the end, how are you, Chief Bai Wei? When you came, you surrounded us without saying a word, and suspected that we were harboring assassins." , if we team up with assassins, the king will be injured? You clearly framed the king with empty teeth, slandered the king of a country, you are a serious crime!"

Bai Jing'an was unmoved, and replied: "The elder of Zhanxing Pavilion was assassinated tonight. On the body, we found the unique sword technique of the Western Tang Dynasty, so we had to investigate. I think the lord will not blame him."

Old Astrology Pavilion?

While pretending to be dead, Chu Xiang was puzzled, because the person in the carriage in the Zodiac Pavilion on the street was a fake, that is to say, the real master was also assassinated at the same time?Fakes and reals die together?

"Are you an idiot!" Chu Hexing scolded, "We all know that we can't be recognized when we fight on the street. Don't you understand that assassins can pretend?"

"That's not the case." Bai Jing'an was not moved by the low status of the scolder, and continued to say flatly and indifferently, "The assassin's methods are very subtle. If I hadn't had a sparring with the sword masters of the Western Tang Dynasty, I wouldn't have recognized it." .”

"Then why can't it be said that it was framed and blamed? The blame is more subtle!" Chu Hexing used Bai Jing'an's vocabulary, still refuting.

Bai Jing'an was silent, the border of the Western Tang Kingdom was uneasy, and the folk customs favored martial arts. It is said that the popular sword technique known as the Thirteen Styles of Cutting Water is Lan Jue's own trick on the battlefield. Assassinated, with the saber technique of the Western Tang Dynasty on his body, the possibility of setting the blame is indeed very high.

But he still did not back down: "This matter involves the elders of the Xingxing Pavilion, and the subordinates can only obey orders. The warlocks of the Xingxing Pavilion are not idle people. It is not unreasonable to use their housekeeping skills in a hurry at this moment. The lord of the country should not leave the post for the time being, we will send more people to protect the lord of the country."

Amidst Chu Hexing's scolding, the chief iron guard left steadily, and the rest of the iron guards quickly disappeared into the darkness without leaving.

Lan Jue entered the door, and after confirming that no one was eavesdropping, Chu Xiang raised her head from his arms.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." He said, and slowly let Chu Hexing sit down at the table. In the dead of night, the medical officer did not come for a long time. Chu Xiang took a sad look at the bloody clothes, and couldn't help saying to Chu Hexing , "Help my brother boil some water, I want to wash—"

"No." Lan Jue interrupted him, "You are weak, don't touch the water."

Chu Xiang: "..." I miss the time when I said nothing!

Lan Jue said again: "Just now, thanks to the quick wit of the sir."

"...Your Majesty saved my life first." Chu Xiang said, "There is no repayment. My body and life belong to Your Majesty from now on."

Although his face was gloomy, Lan Jue's heart was still slightly disturbed by his smile.

There was a slight strangeness for a moment, Lan Jue didn't look away, Chu Xiang looked back calmly, which made Lan Jue a little appreciative.

Lan Jue asked: "Now, who do you think is setting the blame?"

Yang Feng was even more puzzled: "Our Western Tang Kingdom has always kept a low profile, why did someone suddenly target us?"

"It's not just us, the one who died was the elder of the Zingxing Pavilion. He dared to move the most popular Zingxing Pavilion in front of the emperor's eyes. Moreover, he was able to move it. I don't think this is something that the Eastern Tang Kingdom can do thousands of miles away. The person who plotted against you should be in Tianyan City, and the purpose can be guessed. He wants the emperor to deal with you. He knows that to shake a vassal state, he must either lead his troops to suppress it, or let the emperor do it to take a moral advantage. " Chu Xiang replied, "This person should have a high status, but you gave him a chance tonight, and you left the post house. I dare to ask, how did you appear there just right?"

Lan Jue didn't answer, he changed the subject calmly:

"Is there anyone to choose?"

"Not yet." Chu Xiang thought that he didn't want to explain the arrangement of the secret post, so she changed the subject obediently, and replied, "You are in the capital, and you should have no enemies. If you can't make a marriage proposal, you won't form enemies."

In comparison, Chu Xiang has offended many people, and his poem cursing death is still being sung all over the street.

Lan Jue was not in a hurry, he said: "We are in the open, no matter who it is, let's wait and see what happens."

"But Your Majesty, if the emperor intervenes, how do you plan to respond?"

Lan Jue frowned: "Take it truthfully."

"The other party's calculations make everything look like such a coincidence, plus you do have loopholes tonight, your rhetoric will aggravate suspicion."

"What do you think?"

Chu Xiang couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you illiterate according to the rumors? You can act according to the legend. You don't need to explain it deliberately, because normal people will think that illiterates don't have the mental calculations."

I just don’t know if the king has studied acting skills——Chu Xiang thought.

While they were talking, there was a faint sound of wind outside the window. Lan Jue raised his hand to grab it, and a stone broke through the window and landed in his hand.

Four small characters were carved on the stone with a knife——

"Welcome Anytime"

Lan Jue couldn't help admiring: "What a hidden weapon. There are iron guards outside. These assassins actually have a way to pass the news! It seems that Mr. Chu's vision is really strong."

"My lord, just leave the assassin to me. You just need to concentrate on dealing with the emperor."

……

Chu Xiang guessed right. The next day, the emperor went to court for the first time, and the edict was sent to the places where the princes and lords stayed two hours in advance, saying that the emperor would be summoned today and he must be there.

The emperor, who is over sixty years old, is sitting on the dragon chair, accompanied by a young and beautiful concubine. The two women are weak and boneless lying on the emperor's fat belly, while his imperial sister is sitting on the bottom, not looking sideways. , with a myriad of manners.

After the officials saluted, it turned out that it was Princess Qinghe who said that she would be free from the ceremony, and the emperor kept looking at the beloved concubine, and he didn't know what the meaning of his courtship was.

Ten years ago when the current emperor ascended the throne, he chose Changle as his title. At that time, the power of the world had been separated for a long time, and the power of the central government had been weak for many years. Even a successful king can't do it, and he still ascended to the throne, which made the country's fortunes that were already on the verge of decline even worse. In recent years, Emperor Changle seems to have ignored everything, just waiting for many years before the country changes hands. Enjoy every day.

The ministers are almost used to this.

Below the emperor, almost at the same level as the eldest princess, stood a young man in black, with black hair and dark clothes, without any accessories on his body, except for a strand of long gray hair on the left temple, his sight seemed to be unfocused, Falling into the void, it looks like an abyss full of stars.

——Qu Lingxin, the head of the Xingxing Pavilion, the most important person of the emperor, even more important than the eldest princess.

Although the folks ridiculed these people as "warlocks of the rivers and lakes", the court set up a star observatory in a serious way to raise this group of "star officials". Ling Xin's deduction of the astrology, no one knows how they came to this conclusion from the stars all over the sky, but the result is that the emperor is extremely trustworthy.

Princess Qinghe lost the Dragon Sparrow Saber, but she didn't dare to let the emperor know about it. The matter was kept secret. Bai Jing'an led the iron guards to rush around, and only said to the outside world that "arresting the troublesome righteous party and assassins", the emperor himself It is enough to know where Longque is. He knows nothing about martial arts, and he is not the kind who can play around.

The emperor leaned on the soft bed to drink, and was silent for a moment. After a while, Qu Lingxin still didn't know where he was looking, but he suddenly said: "Last night, Mr. Linge, the astrologer, was assassinated on his way home. Xingchen told me that the assassin came from Jinzhou, Bai Jingan, chief of Tiyi Iron Guard, also confirmed this point, May I ask Lord Lan, where were you when the incident happened?"

Before leaving, Chu Xiang got up from the bed regardless of the doctor's orders, and rushed into Lan Jue's room with disheveled hair. The man ran in barefoot, neither elegant nor dignified, and his long hair rolled slightly on the bed. Messy, inadvertently revealing a full of casualness and looseness, but with a serious expression, he grabbed Lan Jue's wrist and said:

"No, if you go, the opponents are all human beings, I don't worry."

Lan Jue's heart stopped for a beat, and then jumped like a little wolf who was too happy to see the moon.

"You have to pay attention to the traps in the other party's words, the time, the place..." Chu Xiangxu babbled for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Remember your character, don't look too smart and polite, otherwise, I'll play for you Let's do it again..."

Lan Jue almost laughed when he recalled how that guy acted as "the lord of the Western Tang Dynasty with only the courage of a man" and pretended to be mighty.

Qu Lingxin's gaze returned from the void and landed on Lan Jue.

So Lan Jue followed the script and calmly said, "I also encountered assassins outside the posthouse last night. When did Linge always get assassinated? Could it be that we met the same group of assassins?"

He even learned a little bit of Chu Hexing's philistine accent that would come out when he got anxious, and he was very angry.

"In the capital of Tianyan, if you dare to assassinate the lords of the princes in the posthouse, you just run fast, otherwise I will beat them to death!"

Many ministers showed a forbearance expression that they couldn't bear to look directly - Lan Jue, the lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, was really handsome and handsome, but...

It's too rude to talk!Such violence, without any literacy.