Chapter 1014

Jiang Pengji boasted that you have studied Han culture. The assassin said "praise from Liuzhou shepherd", but her eyes showed a little contempt.

This disdain is not directed at Jiang Pengji, but at Youxiang.

According to her speculation, the real messenger should be intercepted. Because the assassin and the emissary have little difference in body size, and for the sake of insurance, the assassin wears the emissary's clothes, carries the real drawings, sits in a bamboo basket and goes down to the king's city, pretending to be the emissary to try to assassinate Jiang Pengji.

The assassin's real master, she doesn't have many suspects——

Jiang Pengji simply said her guess. Sun Wen pondered for a long time, and she already had a suspect at the bottom of her heart.

"It is estimated that it is the man of the three princes." Sun Wendao said, "the three princes of Northern Xinjiang learn from Wu Liba. These two mentors and disciples are rare smart people in Northern Xinjiang. Because of Wu Liba's influence, the three princes have a lot of research on Han culture - but he also learned his master's temper, stubborn and arrogant, but loyal to Northern Xinjiang. There should be no one else at this pass except him."

If the Lord didn't have superior force, he might really capsize in the gutter.

Northern Xinjiang is now the end of a powerful crossbow, and the nobles are the grass on the wall. They are highly likely to secretly surrender to the enemy.

Unexpectedly, someone would intercept the messenger and assassinate Jiang Pengji as a messenger.

"Whether it's this person or not, this account is written down on him first." Someone should always carry the pot for this matter. The third prince is the most suspected person. If he doesn't carry the pot, who will carry the pot? "I want to thank him. There is a ready-made excuse to kill the nobles of Northern Xinjiang."

As long as the teacher is famous, the slaughter is not a big deal.

Not to mention Tu Guang's Guizhou class in Northern Xinjiang, even killing more is tenable.

In addition——

The nobles in Northern Xinjiang are also the richest. Searching for a family's wealth can enrich Jiang Pengji's private Treasury.

The enemy sent her ready-made excuses. If she didn't make good use of them, wouldn't she be sorry for herself?

Sun Wenmei's head jumped. Yu Guang glanced at the other three people and found that they were indifferent to the "Tu Guang" in Jiang Pengji's mouth. Recalling the virtues of Qi guanrang, Wei Ci and Feng, he felt that the LORD was so lawless, which was more or less due to their connivance.

Even if you really want to kill people and plunder their wealth, you can't say it carelessly.

But the LORD was capricious and his subordinates connived. Sun Wen could only turn a blind eye.

"It's too late today. Go down and have a rest first. Send someone to pay attention to the movement on the other side of the king's city. If someone else 'defected', they will all be arrested. There is still a hard battle to fight. The nobles of Northern Xinjiang know that there is no hope of defection, and they will find another way out."

After a brief discussion, Jiang Pengji felt soft when she saw the residual sleep marks on Sun Wen and Qi Guan's face and drove them to bed.

Fengzhen and others left, and Wei Ci was ready to get up and leave, but he didn't take two steps and found his sleeve grabbed by someone.

Wei CI glanced at his sleeve and moved up his vision along the hand on the sleeve, just opposite the Lord's eyes.

By this time, the three of Fengzhen had left the master account.

"Lord?"

Jiang Pengji said, "I told you to settle with you in the future."

She specially bit a heavy tone on a word.

No matter in the past life or in this life, Weici is a person with beautiful scenery, like a wisp of bright moon and clear wind. When did he come into contact with vulgar words?

Therefore, Wei Ci was stunned for a while before he understood Jiang Pengji's hint.

At that moment, he felt the blood all over his body rush towards his head and his ears produce auditory hallucinations.

"Lord - how can you say such vulgar words?"

Wei CI didn't believe Jiang Pengji would fool around in the barracks, but she couldn't talk like that, let alone say such vulgar words.

Do and say, can it be the same!

Jiang Pengji laughed and joked, "what's vulgar? Japanese?"

Wei CI: "

This is definitely not his majesty——

Wei CI forgot that even his Majesty in his memory was Fengzhen's Fox friends and dogs. Is it less to drink flower wine and visit brothels?

Jiang Pengji just broke the image of God beautified in Weici's heart and let him know that the God in his mind is also a person.

After a long time, Weici left the main tent with a tangled face and went back to his tent.

Not long after he left, a swift shadow followed him back to the tent, and the inspector didn't notice it.

Wei CI looked at Jiang Pengji and sighed again and again.

"At dawn, the Lord will go back, so as not to cause fear among the people."

Wei CI doesn't have the ability to sneak away from the main account, but Jiang Pengji can sneak away from Wei Ci's tent without being found.

It's clear that it doesn't matter. Leng is making a posture of stealing Qing privately. Wei CI is also tired.

Jiang Pengji doesn't care so much.

Now the weather is still hot. Weici's temperature is relatively low and he is comfortable holding it.

She had a good dream all night, but the three princes who were still waiting for news were desperate.

If the assassination is successful, the Liu thief camp will inevitably be in chaos, but overnight, the camp order is consistent.

It can be seen that his confidant should have failed in the assassination.

Rubbing his sour eyes, the three princes walked up heavily with a pair of red eyes and blue stubble.

Not only did the three princes not sleep all night, but half of the ministers in the court also couldn't sleep.

They looked at the three princes with fear that the other party would spread their secret communication with the enemy.

In this case, they will die in their own hands without Jiang Pengji's attack.

Surprisingly, the three princes remained silent and looked coldly at the quarrel in the court, like a wooden man.

Many old ministers sincerely persuaded the sixth prince.

"Dai Wang, in the opinion of the old minister, the willow thieves have been killed now. At least some kindling can be preserved, and we can make a comeback in the future."

The sixth Prince smiled angrily.

If it falls, the royal families in Northern Xinjiang will be slaughtered.

In front of these ministers, they turned around and begged for mercy and flattered the willow thieves. No matter how bad they were, they could preserve their prosperity.

For what?

Just ask why!

The royal family is more noble than them. Why should they use the blood of the imperial court in exchange for the survival of these inferior people of low blood?

The sixth prince was angry, and half of the ministers in the court tended to surrender.

They have to hurry. Prince seven and Prince eight have reached their limit.

In other words, there is not much time left for Northern Xinjiang.

If they don't make a decision again, once the two princes die, Jiang Pengji will wave her army to capture the royal city.

There is a broad road in front of them. Why do they go to hell with the royal family?

In order to calm down their anger, several old ministers are willing to help hide the imperial blood and find a chance to make a comeback in the future.

If they didn't surrender to the enemy, the three princes would really be fooled. I believe they really think of the imperial court.

"Report - the enemy outside the city is moving again -"

A letter from the messenger attracted everyone's attention.

This letter was not written in Zhongyuan Chinese characters, but in barbarian language. Everyone can read it without barriers.

The third prince looked at it and felt a palpitation in his heart. He immediately felt the sky and the earth dark.