Chapter 727

Rong Zhan's carriage moves forward slowly. He doesn't have too many people. In fact, Rong Zhan has a lot of hands. However, many people have been arranged to escort Princess Yu back to Beijing. Now the case is not over. There were other people in Lizhou, but rongzhan didn't take the guards arranged by the emperor, but only his retinue.

It's snowy and snowy. It seems that there are more snow this year. The road condition is not good.

Rong Zhan did not ride a horse. Instead, he sat in a carriage and looked very respectable.

Sanmu saw that the snow was falling more and more. He asked, "Lord, do we need to find a place nearby to rest?"

Rong Zhan replied, "where are you now?"

Sanmu: "shiligang."

Rong Zhan if there seems to be no raised a corner of the mouth: "notice down, the front of the five miles there is a village, we rest there."

Sanmu is back.

Waiting for his carriage to continue to move forward, let Zhan eyes light flow, with a bit of different meaning.

It's not easy to march on a snowy day, but this time it's delayed a lot of distance, but even so, people think that they can rest ahead, but they also speed up some steps.

The roaring wind kept ringing, and his eyes were drooping, and a string of Buddhist beads was twisting in his hand. His mouth was smiling, but he had a sense of killing.

Sure enough, as soon as the team marched to the dead wood forest, an arrow shot straight in like this, and immediately took rongzhan's life.

Rong Zhan had been prepared. One of his actions was to dodge, and the whole man jumped out of the carriage.

There was an ambush here, and immediately someone continued to shoot arrows. Rongzhan waved his umbrella to dodge. No one knows why there is such a strange thing around him, and the umbrella is special. It is steel and iron. The sharp arrow has no effect on it, and it lands in vain.

And the people he led were all highly skilled in martial arts, but they moved quickly. Someone rushed to the archery position.

At this time, the ambush personnel could see that these people were wearing armor, and the weather was freezing. They thought that they were a little bloated because they were wearing thick cotton padded clothes. In fact, they were not. Instead, they were armor that could resist bows and arrows.

Archery is useless and can only be abandoned.

The man in black jumped out and was well-trained.

For a moment, a group was formed at the scene.

The people in black who came to assassinate Rong Zhan were obviously more than Rong Zhan's, but even so, Rong Zhan didn't worry at all, and Yu Wang's family had a slight advantage.

However, despite the advantage of the weather, there was no immediate quick decision.

Both sides fought fiercely against each other.

Soon, a sound of horse's hooves came. Rong Zhan looked at the past and saw that the party was not someone else, but someone arranged by the local government. The leader of the team was Li Li, a confidant of qizhizhou.

"Lord, it's too late for you to come down!"

With their help, Rong Zhan was able to control the people. None of the men in black escaped and were captured.

Rong Zhan had already seen who was the leader. With a gentle smile, he came to one of the men in black who was held down.

At this time, we noticed that Prince Yu was wearing a red suit, which was very conspicuous. It was like a fire and a god of war coming out of the red sea of blood.

His face was peaceful, his eyebrows were picturesque, and with a slight smile, he reached out slowly, his fingers were thin and white, and there was no blood color, but only in that moment, he opened the face towel of the leader.

He laughed meaningfully and said slowly, "Zhouan."

There was no doubt.

Zhou an stares at Rong Zhan and says, "this is your strategy."

Rong Zhan shrugged innocently, just like those childish brothers who do nothing in Beijing and travel all day long. He is very indifferent: "yes, you know, but it's too late, isn't it?"

He pinched Zhou an's mouth at once. He didn't know what to put in it. He fell down with no consciousness.

Rong Zhan light, with a smile: "it is really useless."

Lao Li hesitated: "Wang Ye..."

Rong Zhan said with a smile: "after all, he can't commit suicide, can't he? I don't care if the others are dead or alive, but he can't die now. "

His performance and his words are very disharmonious.

No one knows what kind of character he is.

Usually, I only heard about the intelligence and ability of ordinary people, but after a long time, he did not do anything, but also gave people the feeling of a weak childe.

After all, he is white and different from ordinary people, and his health is not very good.

But such a person in such a time will not give people such a feeling, will only make people feel endless weird.

The chill that penetrates to the bone is hairy.

Not to mention the captured man in black, but the bodyguards sent by the local government felt flustered. I'm afraid that the man took out his knife, and the white one went in and the red one came out.It's just that people always think a little bit too much. Instead, Rong Zhan starts to wipe his hands, as if his surroundings are dirty, and the behavior just now makes him sick.

He wiped it carefully and enough. He threw the thing aside and said, "since your majesty has ordered this matter to be investigated by the Ministry of punishment, I will not be involved in it. However, the punishment Department knows more about the crime of assassinating the king."

Li, who came from the Ministry of punishment, has been with Qi Zhizhou for more than 20 years. He is also very familiar with this king. He replies rigorously and seriously: "I understand. Don't worry about him."

Rong Zhan began to smile with a brilliant smile.

Rao is a man, and Lao Li is still stunned. He only feels that he is really a man of heaven.

A man of good birth, good growth and astonishing stratagem is really blessed by heaven.

However, it seems that because everything is good, it seems that some of them are just too easy to break. His childhood and adolescence are quite rough, even if his status is high, it can not hide this.

Xu is Lao Li's gaze at Rong Zhan for too long, and Rong Zhan says, "hmm?" With a sound, he looked at Lao Li.

Lao Li immediately withdrew his sight and said, "Lord, please get on the carriage. We have already arranged the next station."

Rong Zhan raised his eyebrows: "since the clown has been caught, I don't need to delay on the way."

He gave up the carriage and went directly to the bloody BMW who had been following him and turned over to mount the horse.

Now we understand that the horse is not not not riding, but waiting for a suitable time.

He said, "you follow the normal foot path. Sanmu, you and I are on our way all night. "

It's not a moment. It's like an arrow to go home.

Before Lao Li reacts, Yu Wang Ye has already sent his horse.

He looked at the fallen bank and ordered, "take a rest on the spot and get ready to go."

But Rao was so, and Lao Li also sighed. As expected, the Minister of the family was wise and powerful, and actually he realized that Yu Wang Ye was not right.

According to Prince Yu's temperament, Princess Yu was not with him. He didn't go to the capital immediately. Instead, he stopped for a day. This shows that Prince Yu must have planned.

I didn't expect that their parents had guessed it right.

Lao Li didn't know whether to sigh with admiration for the madness of the Lord or with the feeling that his family members knew everything like God. He only knew that people must take good care of it, or there would be something big.

"Departure."

***

generally speaking, carrier pigeons and post stations are one of the sources that promote news to enter Beijing faster.

But this time, no one could have imagined that Rong Zhan was on his way day and night.

The emperor's news has not returned to Beijing, but he has already entered the capital, and entered at the last moment when the city gate was closed.

Rong Zhan ran for two days and a night. Although he didn't have a rest, he didn't see any fatigue. His face was white and frightening.

I don't know whether it's such a tiring journey without rest, or the red suit.

But in the evening, the sky is getting dark, and the Lord Yu is like a ghost.

Rong Zhan entered the capital city without an advanced palace. He went directly to the palace. Although the time he and Jiaoyue separated is not long, but they miss her very much. I hate to see him in the next moment.

Prince Yu's mansion has already received the news that Rong Zhan will return home. He also knows the date of rongzhan's return journey. If you calculate it, it will be the next day as soon as possible.

Although not immediately, but think of Rong Zhan can come back in advance, Jiaoyue is still happy, these days also busy to order people to decorate the mansion.

Although the snow in Beijing is not as big as Lizhou, it is not small.

Jiaoyue stands under the porch eaves, looking at the snow on the branches, missing Rong Zhan.

"The king, the princess..."

The housekeeper ran over in a hurry. Before she could speak, Jiaoyue was stunned.

She saw the man behind the housekeeper, who was not someone else, but Rong Zhan.

She looked at Rong Zhan in dismay, unconsciously murmured: "brother Zhan..."

The housekeeper looked back and saw that the king of his family was quick enough, so he didn't need to report any more. He immediately withdrew.

Rong Zhan stopped and stood there looking at Jiaoyue, still.

Jiao Yue and Rong Zhan stood there looking at each other in pairs, but no one was willing to take another step.

After several days on the road, rongzhan's clothes have some wrinkles, even if it is such a gorgeous color is also very obvious, others can not see his fatigue, but Jiaoyue can. She immediately saw rongzhan's fatigue.

Thinking of the calculated distance, Jiaoyue doesn't know how long she is going on the rongzhan road.

The reason why he was on his way was hardly considered. She bit her lips and murmured: "brother Zhan..."

Call a, want to also don't want to quickly rushed in the past, all of a sudden rushed to Rong Zhan's arms.

"Brother Zhan, I miss you so much."

Rong Zhan was rushed over by her, the corners of his mouth raised, and he immediately picked up Jiao Yue. Jiao Yue hugs his waist and does not give up, forcing her eyes to mumble: "I must not dream, I must not be."Rong Zhan couldn't help being amused by her loveliness.

He gently imprinted a kiss on her head and said, "of course, it's not a dream. There's no other person like me who is in the face of the wind."

Jiao Yue raised her head and looked at him with a smile and anger: "thick skinned."

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