Chapter Seventy-Three: The Assassination
Jing Er thought that Qi Meiren had encountered rats and other things, although this was the palace. The www.biquge.info still can't stop these little rodents, especially the food in the palace. It is even more attractive to these little things that are frequented.
As soon as I wanted to come to a hero to save the beauty, I noticed a black shadow passing in front of me. The distance between the two sides was five or six zhang away, and Jing Er touched his waist without thinking about it. But his hand stretched out but grabbed the empty one, and he didn't even wear a saber after finishing his errand.
At the critical moment, Jing Er didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up something casually and threw it over, shouting at the same time: "Catch the assassin!" ”
The assassin was grabbing Qimeiren's hair, and the bronze sword in his hand was pierced into Qimeiren's chest. Seeing Jing Er beside him, he couldn't pull it out because the bronze sword was caught in the ribs. A desperate kick was kicked in Qi Meiren's chest, and it took his arms to pull out the bronze sword. Xue Liang's blade flashed, and he pounced on Jing Er.
After running a few steps, the bronze sword was only three feet away from Jing Er. Suddenly, a spear slashed at him, blocking the Assassin's bronze sword. The assassin wanted to assassinate again, and there were already three guards standing in front of Jing Er. Looking at his side again, Meng Yi stood aside with a spear in his hand. The whistle of the warning outside kept sounding. Listening to the chaotic footsteps, I don't know how many guards are rushing towards here. At this time, even an immortal would not be able to assassinate Jing Er. Of course, it is even more unlikely that he will escape.
"Live!" Jing Er stood barely, and could see through the candlelight. Qi Meiren had several swords in her body, and blood was gushing out of her wounds. The delicate face was stained with the blood that spit out, and the fairy-like person turned into a powerful ghost in an instant. Jing Er gritted his teeth in hatred, and he vowed to let the assassin die in the most painful way possible. If you don't kill him for three days and three nights, you will never give up!
"Whoa!" Meng Yi waved his spear and rushed out, and at this time, countless guards had already poured in at the door. The torches illuminate the entire Yarixuan!
Meng Yi's martial arts were killed among thousands of troops, and he took the road of opening and closing. The spear itself was a heavy weapon, and it only took three or five strokes to knock the assassin's bronze sword away. The spear turned into a whip, and the shaft of the spear slammed into it. The assassin spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the man fell to the ground and convulsed.
Jing Er was shocked, if he killed the assassin this time. Who is this anger looking for? In a hurry, he snatched the long sword from the guard's hand. Before dying, a few stabs can be regarded as a relief of hatred.
"Be careful, King!" Meng Yi's spear only exerted sixty percent of his strength, and it was possible for tendons to be broken and fractured. But it is absolutely impossible to smash people, Jing Er stepped forward with a sword and Meng Yi felt that it was wrong. But it was too late to warn, and the assassin could see Jing Er coming while lying on the ground. Throwing his hand, he shot a dart, probably because of the injury, the shot was not very accurate, and it was pierced in Jing Er's lower abdomen.
"Dangchang" Jing Er screamed, and the long sword fell to the ground. The assassin on the ground was a guard who rushed up, slashed into pulp with his knife.
"Doctor Chuan!" Meng Yi's roar spread far away.
Jing Er only felt as if the lower abdomen had been burned by a red-hot soldering iron, and he had experienced this taste. I suffered it when I was very young, but I never had this kind of pain. It didn't take long, though, for a tingling sensation to gradually replace the pain. This feeling is like thousands of little insects, gnawing at your internal organs and bone marrow one by one. Jing Er felt like he was going to cut open his stomach and put his hand in it to scratch it.
Three very old imperial doctors surrounded Jing Er's bed, and Gongsun Long sat behind the desk not far away. I kept playing with a piece of jade in my hand, which was too strange. Jing Er was actually assassinated in Xianyang Palace, is there still a safe place in this world? Thinking that Yun Chun'er could easily enter and exit the apse of his Chengming Palace, Gongsun Long's throat was a little tight.
Zhao Gao was like a cat with its tail stepped on, jumping up and down and directing his subordinates to investigate the scene. Jing Er didn't know what to do, but once he woke up, he might be skinned alive. When Qiandu was in charge of Xianyang Palace, nothing like this happened. Now the king's top heart, Qi Meiren, is dead, and the king is also lying on the couch. Zhao Gao had the idea of bringing the assassin back to life and killing a thousand more knives.
The queen hurried over, followed by Lady Yun and the concubines. However, these people were all ordered by Gongsun Long to block the outside of Yarixuan and not allowed to enter. Meng Yi was obedient to Gongsun Long, and he knew the weight of this guy in Jing Er's heart. Even when the queen was noisy outside, he did not let it go.
"Meng Yi! Let Hongu in! The queen was furious, and she wanted to know very much what was going on inside. Now, even Zhao Gao can't come out. The whole Yarixuan is in a state of not going out and not going out. Even the entire Xianyang Palace was sealed by Meng Tian's troops who rushed over.
"You are just a watchdog of the king, I am the queen and your main palace mother. Let Hongu in! "The matter is very important, if Jing Er hangs up, then the battle for the throne will start in advance. As someone who grew up in the royal palace, she didn't know how important it was. But the brothers of the Meng family sealed the Xianyang Palace, and Yarixuan was the top priority. She couldn't wear out the slightest bit of news, and she couldn't get Changpingjun's help. Seeing the hurried palace attendants inside, the queen was really anxious.
Meng Yi in front of the door was unmoved, even if the queen's spit sprayed on his face, he didn't care. As long as the queen doesn't enter Yarixuan, she will make trouble.
Gongsun Long played with the jade bi more and more frequently, because he had already seen the old imperial doctors shaking their heads and sighing.
"Sir, what is the condition of the king?" Gongsun Long stood up and walked in front of several old imperial doctors.
Several old imperial doctors didn't recognize this Gongsun Long, but when they saw the generals coming in and out, they all obeyed his command. Knowing that this person was not simple, now that he came to ask about his condition, he could only answer honestly: "Mr. Qiyu, the king's injury itself is not a big deal. It's just that there is poison on the dart, and the old man can't tell what kind of poison it is for a while. But if this is delayed, the king will be in danger of dying from poisonous blood. The old man ......," the old imperial doctor said, and sighed.
"Is there no other way?" Hearing that the darts were poisonous, Gongsun Long also frowned. That's not easy!
"Actually, there is still a way, it's just ......!" Another old imperial doctor replied hesitantly.
"What's the solution?"
"That is, the infected flesh of the injured part is cut off, and the poison cannot spread. But in this way......" The old fellows looked at each other, lowered their heads and did not speak.
"How? You know the king's temper, and if you delay you, you will die. It doesn't matter how old you are, do you still want to harm your children and grandchildren? Gongsun Long said with a calm face.
"Uh......! My lord, it's really not that I'm old and inactive, it's just that the injured part is too critical. If the sword is used, a son who cannot get the king in the future will ...... It's going to be a problem. ”
“……!” Gongsun Long was also stunned when he heard this. I didn't expect it to be such a thing, the so-called flesh and blood are cut off, I'm afraid it refers to the castration of Jing Er. This matter is not a trivial matter, in case Jing Er wakes up and sees that he looks the same as Zhao Gao. It is an exaggeration to ambush a million corpses, and 12,000 corpses are absolutely indispensable.
At this moment, suddenly Zhao Gao shouted: "Sir, the king is awake and calling you!" (To be continued.) )