C7

"Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha!" Hua Po Ping suddenly raised his head and laughed, his tears flowing as he said loudly: "Retribution! Retribution!" No one can escape! "

When Zhao Qingyan heard Xiao Tao's words, he was stunned for a moment and then did not have any other reactions. After he had laughed, he said, "You will definitely die for your wrongdoings. This is your own fault."

"Do you think you can stay out of this? You are not wrong, isn't that Ran Tong Xuan equally innocent? Didn't he escape death once? You won't be able to escape either! You saw how badly he died. What do you think will happen to you? How could he be as unconcerned as he was now? "Hahahahaha!"

Zhao Qingyan did not say a word. His gaze fell on the youth beside him, whose face had clearly turned pale, and only after a while did he turn back to Hua Boyan, "Sect Leader Hua, don't forget, this is the inner palace, not your Qingcheng. It's not up to you to mess around here. Either apologize to Palace Head Ran, or don't blame me for ordering you to get out of the palace. "

Hua Boyan pointed to the side, but didn't say a word. He only opened his mouth slightly, and smiled sinisterly: "The son of Ran Tong Xuan hasn't said anything yet, what are you so anxious about? Tsk tsk, I apologize to him? Can he afford it? "

Zhao Qingyan waved his hand to allow the guards to retreat. He then pulled out his walking stick from his wheelchair and slowly stood up, "If he can't take it, then kneel before me."

"On what basis?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled, but his eyes did not have the slightest trace of a smile: "Those shady things you did made me feel disgusted, those dirty things I did to you made me feel disgusted, and those names I felt Qingfeng was not worthy to be said from your mouth."

The surrounding people, from the marquis to the imperial guards, were all stunned. As humble and elegant as the young prince Qi, when had he ever said such harsh words?

Even Hua Po Ping was startled, then laughed out loud: "You're angry just like that? Did your self-control get eaten by a dog? "

With a smile on his face, Zhao Qingyan's true thoughts could not be seen. His voice was calm and there was a sense of laziness, as if he was arguing with someone: "I wonder if Sect Leader Hua has heard of such a sentence before? If one touched the dragon's reverse scale, they would die. I am not a dragon, but I am a python. You beat me up like this, yet you blame me for getting angry. Are you still being reasonable? " His words were humorous, but no one would be foolish enough to laugh at them.

"You think you can kill me?" Without any warning, Hua Boyan's eyes suddenly turned red, and his hands turned into claws as he rushed towards Zhao Qingyan. The veins on the back of his hands were all twisted.

"Young prince!" "Lord!" "Mo'er!" No one had expected that Hua Boping would suddenly attack. By the time they realized it, it was already too late to stop him. The thin figure of Zhao Qingyan, who was holding on to a single leg, faced a fifty-year-old expert's desperate attack. She was as weak as a fish on a chopping block.

Zhao Qingyan was not surprised. He turned his body to the side and pressed his left palm gently against Hua Boyan's forehead. The pure white palm looked abnormally fair and weak, but it was completely unharmed by the internal energy of Hua Boping's defense.

The Marquis of the Trojan Horse saw this clearly. Zhao Qingyan pressed his palm on Hua Boyan's forehead and slightly shook twice. His wrist, elbow, and shoulder all shook slightly. He completely removed Hua Boyan's forward strength. His index finger was curled, and his knuckles were pressed against the center of Huaboping's forehead. His other fingers were pressed against Huaboping's forehead, and the tips of two of his fingers were pressed precisely against Huaboping's temples. As long as he wanted to, he could easily take the life of Hua Boping with the force of his fingertips.

His reaction was fast, his eyes were vicious, his moves were decisive, and his fingers were exceptionally flexible and flexible. Zhao Qingyan's martial arts could not be considered high, but he knew how to preserve his life. In other words, how to turn the situation around in a single move? From Zhao Qingyan's current state, it was obvious that he had no backup plans. If he did not kill him, when Uncle Hua calmed down, he would seriously injure him. But he wasn't afraid, because there were a lot of people around.

Even though he was observing the situation, the Duke of the Trojan Horse did not forget to save Zhao Qingyan. Zhuo Yi, who was still quite a distance away from Zhao Qingyan, rushed out at the same time, but he was still a step away — — The two guards who were standing beside Zhao Qingyan arrived before them, and the unsheathed saber pierced through the defenseless Hua Boping's chest, killing him.

Hua Boping opened his mouth as blood gushed out from his nose and mouth. The blood in his eyes faded as an incomprehensible emotion flashed across his face. Then, he fell backwards as the guard drew his saber, blood splashing all over the ground.

The Marquis of the Trojan Horse and Zhuo Yi ran two steps before stopping. They looked at Hua Boyan who was on the ground with complex expressions.

Zhao Qingyan subconsciously retreated a few steps back due to the blood splashing all over his body. He slumped back into his wheelchair. His pale face showed that he was quite shocked by this unexpected event.

"This subordinate has failed his duty, please punish me!" The two guards quickly knelt down and the coroners behind them also knelt down, begging for forgiveness.

Zhao Qingyan slowly came to his senses. He looked at the corpse of Hua Boyan and sighed: "Forget it. I will just kill this kind of person." His left hand gripped his right wrist through his sleeve, and a faint trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Everyone was at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond. To them, the young prince being injured in front of them was much more serious than killing the leader of the Green Mountain Sect. However, Zhao Qingyan did not realize this. It was Zhuo Yi who finally spoke out the crowd's thoughts: "Are you okay?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at his Master and asked, "Do you think he can hurt me?"

Zhuo Yi said: "That is not certain. I have never held much confidence in your martial arts, but it seems like it's not bad. "

Zhao Qingyan lightly said, "I am indebted to Master for his false praise. It is because he is too weak and his mind is muddled. I don't think I can beat him under normal circumstances. "

Zhuo Yi looked at him for a moment and asked: "Were you really angry just now?"

Zhao Qingyan slowly bent down to pick up the crutch that had fallen to the ground and folded it and stuffed it back into the seat. After hearing his Master's question, he answered after a while, "A little bit, right?" His face revealed an unconcealable fatigue, and his originally bloodless face was even more frightening.

Zhuo Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Looks like the Ran Tong Pavilion is really your weak spot. I haven't seen you angry in a long time."

Hearing that, Zhao Qingyan laughed, "Reverse scale? Master wouldn't really believe my words, right? "

Zhuo Yi had yet to react when the Duke of the Trojan Horse lightly furrowed his brows. He spoke with a somewhat blaming tone, "Even if you want to enrage him, don't use yourself as bait."

Zhao Qingyan apologetically smiled and tried to explain himself, "Isn't there Master and Master here? I won't be in danger. "

The marquis helplessly smiled and only added, "You have to be careful yourself." There was no need to blame him any further.

Xiao Tao could hear the meaning behind their words. He carefully asked, "Lord, did we do something wrong?"

"No, how could that be?" Zhao Qingyan replied with a smile. He looked at Hua Boyan and instructed, "Go to the memorial hall and make a good coffin to load him up. Then, tidy up his clothes and take him to Qingcheng. If Qingcheng asked, he would say it was a big internal mistake. With Song Yunping, how much compensation did Qingcheng need? If you are not satisfied and want them to come to me directly, I will deal with it. "

Xiao Tao hesitated, "Master, if even their Sect Leader is broken, it would not be easy for us to settle this. How much would we have to give? Is it necessary? "

Zhao Qingyan said with a slight headache, "You decide. As long as it's not too excessive, you can give it to me. Just consider it as mine, there's no need to tell Thirteenth Uncle about it. "I'll give you a portion of the banknotes in a while. If there's not enough money, you can use it to cover up the debt. I'll make up for it later."

Xiao Tao and the guard at the side looked at each other and said, "We accidentally killed the person. We forcefully transported the corpse back from Qingcheng. There is no reason for the lord to pay us back."

Zhao Qingyan pinched the center of her brows, unable to hide the exhaustion on his face. "That's enough. Go." With so many things happening recently, even if there were to be another wave of trouble, the inner court would probably be much more nervous. If something went wrong with the matter that I was supervising, how could I let you all take responsibility? I have quite a bit of silver anyway, so just consider it as mine. There's no need to trouble yourself. "

Xiao Tao could only agree and leave.

Zhao Qingyan closed her eyes and thought for a while. She seemed to have thought of something. "The coroner should go and see if there are any other wounds on his body. Take advantage of the lack of congealing blood to see if he is poisoned." Uncle Xiao, you two give them your swords as well.

Xiao Tao and Xiao Budian did not even bother about the matter of their blades being unloaded. They immediately did as they were told. Zhao Qingyan secretly observed their expressions. There were no ripples in his deep eyes. The coroner asked, "Sir, are you only going to check the blood?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "Yes, that's it. Check carefully, especially in the hair, carefully, do not shave off the hair. The same goes for the clothes. The corpse has not yet hardened, so take off the clothes and put them back on after the inspection. Otherwise, there will be more trouble. "We'll settle this matter today. Uncle Xiao, go order the coffin first. It's a hot day, finish it quickly."

After they had calmed down, Zhao Qingyan turned to Zhuo Yi and the rest, "Master, Master Hou, Palace Head Ran, I'm afraid we may not be able to explain everything at the moment. Why don't we discuss it in the grass garden?" He had left a place in the palace for him to stay, called the "Grassland". Zhao Qingyan would usually stay in the palace or work in the inner palace.

The duke of Trojan Horse said, "You're tired too, or do you want to talk about it another day?"

From beginning to end, Ran Xingchen didn't make a sound. His face was pale as if he was anxious to ask something, but after hearing the Marquis of the Trojan Horse say so, he almost swallowed his words back down his throat.

Zhuo Yi saw the urgent look on his face and said: "Mo'er, go ahead."

When Zhao Qingyan heard this, he was slightly surprised. He looked at Zhuo Yi with a questioning gaze.

Zhuo Yi sighed: "It's been so many years and the Puppet Palace has made a move, there's no need to hide it anymore right?"