Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 656: Seventeen-year-old Yangyang (asking for monthly votes)
Chapter 656 Seventeen-year-old Yangyang (asking for monthly votes)
The waiter who had just smiled suddenly changed his expression, and poured a pot of hot wine over Zhao Changhe.
At the same time, the drinkers who were chatting happily just now suddenly pulled out their daggers and stabbed Zhao Changhe's waist viciously.
The next moment everyone's eyes widened.
The hot wine that was poured on Zhao Changhe's face seemed to be separated by a wall of air. Not only could it not be poured in, but it bounced back and splashed all over the waiter's face. The waiter let out a scream, and his face was instantly disfigured. He held his face and howled in pain for a while, and finally died.
"So poisonous, so poisonous." Zhao Changhe waved his hand with a smile, and the daggers around him were inserted back into the hearts of the killers.
In the blink of an eye, corpses were scattered everywhere in the wine shop. Several real drinkers huddled in the corner in shock, holding their breath and not daring to move.
Zhao Changhe glanced at it, sat back to his original position, took a picture of the wine at the next table and drank leisurely: "I know that you are not all real drinkers, and you have some mice hidden in it, and you are too lazy to do so. Who am I looking for... to tell Xue Xiao for me?"
No one among the drinkers dared to respond.
"If you want to assassinate the envoy between the imperial court and the Cui family and destroy the conversation between the two parties, you should save your time. The Cui family is not stupid, and your Majesty is not stupid either. It's okay if the envoy is not sent out, but once he is out, you are not of your level to assassinate him. It’s impossible for Xue Xiao to ambush an envoy himself... In fact, he doesn’t dare.”
Still no one answered.
It is true that their assassination is not aimed at Zhao Changhe. Except for gods and demons, no force on the ground has enough ability to assassinate Zhao Changhe, unless leaders like Timur or Xue Xiao come in person. Their ambush was aimed at the envoys from Beijing to Qinghe. Once both sides believed that the envoys they sent were killed by the other side, the conversation between the two sides collapsed before it even started.
Who would have thought that after lying in wait for several days, the first messenger to arrive would be Zhao Changhe himself? If I had known it was Zhao Changhe, what would these people come to give...
The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court. Who would believe that Zhao Changhe now dares to travel alone? What’s even more unbelievable is that from Xia Chi to Tang Wanzhuang to Zhao Changhe himself, he actually took this for granted. , If he doesn’t leave the world, who will?
Until now, the killers have not figured out who this yellow-faced man is...
"What I want you to convey to Xue Xiao is to find a woman. A broken virginity may make you more masculine. Stop thinking about staring at other people's **** cracks every day."
Zhao Changhe finally finished his drink, put the jug on the table, turned around and left.
This assassination was just a minor incident for Zhao Changhe, not as serious as when he first came out of Beimang, but it also dispelled his idea of observing information outside, because this may not be Tingxue Tower.
He said that Tingxuelou "brings a message to Xuexiao", which was for others to listen to, making others think that they recognized Tingxuelou.
In fact, Tingxuelou’s motive for sabotaging the peace talks was lower, and the Wang, Yang, and Li families were the first suspects, as well as... the Cui family themselves. Even if it was Tingxue Tower, they were the ones invited.
We can't delay... The Cui family is not Cui Wen? Z can do whatever he says. He can't ignore the collective opinions of the huge family members. The situation will push people forward, no one is exception.
While riding a horse on a snowy night, Zhao Changhe turned his head and looked back, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart.
The world back then was interesting...
It's a pity that he doesn't even need to use his brain too much now. His Qi-Wang Technique can already clearly see the cultivation and even malicious intentions of the people around him. When everything starts to become clear, there is more safety, but less fun.
Maybe it's a shame.
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I passed some cities along the way at night, all of which had their gates closed. It is normal to close the door at night, but what is abnormal is the vigilant soldiers and horses on the city wall, as well as the tall watchtowers on the left and right.
This is a wartime standard... The direction they are looking to the north is the capital, who are they guarding against?
Zhao Changhe did not enter the city, but rode around the city, feeling increasingly heavy in his heart.
The Cui family is really prepared for war. This situation can already be considered in the worst direction. In theory, this is no longer a visit to the marriage partner's home to talk about things, but entering a tiger's den.
I wonder what Yangyang will do in this atmosphere... Is the little rabbit crying?
In the early morning, it snowed heavily.
Wuzui walked through the thick snow, covered with dust, until he reached the outside of Qinghe River.
At any rate, the city was not closed during the day, and people still entered the city. Zhao Changhe rode his horse to the gate, and a group of guards stopped in front of him: "Dismount! Road guide! Uh...? 詩?..."
On the road, you have to keep a low profile and hide your identity, but when you get here, there is nothing to hide. An ordinary messenger will encounter more unnecessary difficulties and troubles, and may even be unable to get in. If there is a real fight, it will still be leaked. It is just looking for trouble, so it is better to drive around.
So as soon as he was about to arrive, Zhao Changhe wiped off his disguise.
The guards looked at the scarred face and all retreated with their spears: "Zhao..."
What best reflects the prestige of the people is that the sentence "Zhao Changhe" could not be uttered. The guards muttered for a long time, and what they said was: "King Zhao..."
Zhao Changhe reined in his horse and waved his whip: "Can I enter the city?"
The guards looked at each other, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads despite the heavy snow.
Your **** majestic prince, the most powerful person in the new dynasty who is known to all those who understand, is alone on a snowy night, riding thousands of miles straight to Qinghe... Is this crazy? Our superiors never told us what to do!
Not to mention the ordinary guards, even the generals who defended the city did not dare to speak and quickly sent soldiers to notify Cui Wen?Z.
Zhao Changhe laughed when he saw the chaos around him, and shouted angrily: "Zhao Changhe has come to fulfill the engagement and proposes to marry Miss Cui family Yuanyang!"
The power of the three secret treasures spread throughout the city, causing birds to fly away in fright.
All the two to three hundred thousand people in the city heard it, with their mouths half open and stunned. Heavy snow fell, and the whole city was silent.
There was a sudden commotion in the city, the sound of horse hooves coming from inside and outside, and someone's anxious voice was vaguely heard: "Miss, you can't..."
"Get out of my way!"
"Hello!" The horse neighed and stepped on the bluestone. The girl straddled her white and black peonies, sweeping out of the city like a whirlwind in the snow.
Then he reined in his horse and stood still at the city gate, watching the visiting man quietly.
That is Cui Yuanyang, dressed in white, with a white horse, a silver robe and a silver saddle. Under the snow at the city gate, it is as picturesque as a poem.
A carved bow was slanted across his body, as if he had planned to go hunting or something... Hearing Zhao Changhe's voice transmission, he came flying over without even having time to pick up the quiver.
She has grown taller... Her straight long legs are sandwiched between the horse's belly, her back is straight, and the baby fat on her face has faded away, and she is no longer so round.
A handsome oval-shaped face, his eyes still had the sharpness when he scolded the guards, but when he saw his lover, they slowly softened and turned into a bright smile.
This is a general who was able to lead an army to attack the Wang family camp at night during the siege of Puyang... He has grown rapidly in the past few months of war, and he can no longer look like the little white rabbit he once was, and he no longer looks like a white rabbit. I no longer have the naivety of running away from home in middle school that year.
Cui Yuanyang... is seventeen years old.
The young man and woman looked at each other for a long time in the heavy snow, and suddenly they smiled at the same time, as if they had a tacit understanding, and spoke in unison:
"I have been waiting for these words from you for two years."
"My Yangyang...has grown up."
After saying that, he smiled again and laughed out loud.
A message from Cui Wen Z came from the city: "Now that we have discussed the engagement, come in and talk."
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