NOVEL NEXT Li Zhi, don't be a coward
Chapter 244 The cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming
Chapter 244 The cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming
Luye Zanliang burst into tears in pain, she used to be a delicate little princess, never hurt Dalian Hanmao since she was a child.
She ran into Li Qinzai just now and got stabbed herself. She did it completely subconsciously, and she didn't think about it that much at all.
Even if she becomes a slave, she still has the tribe and subjects of the Wa Kingdom in her heart, and the princess's background destined her to bear this responsibility.
The pain on his shoulders, and thinking about his wandering life experience and the fate of the subjugated princess, Luye Zanliang cried more and more sadly.
Li Qinzai glanced at her. The incident happened suddenly just now, and he didn't vaguely know that she saved him until now.
He was moved in his heart, but he didn't show it. From the day Luye Zanliang followed him, although Li Qinzai didn't regard her as an enemy, he didn't treat her as a human being either.
Did this hozen take the wrong medicine today?Why did you save him, an enemy who destroyed the country?
After thinking about it, Li Qinzai gradually understood.
The clansmen and subjects of the Wa Kingdom are like a sword hanging over her head.
The noble background actually has more shackles, she is destined not to live for herself in this life, she can sacrifice her life for anything, but not for herself.
The masked assassin was surrounded so heavily that he couldn't even fly with his wings.
In the mourning hall just now, when he stabbed out with ninety percent confidence, Li Qinzai's back was facing him at that time, there was no protection in the mourning hall, and Li Qinzai's attention was all attracted by the fierce fighting outside the hall.
Such a god-given opportunity, but he didn't expect to be ruined by a woman.
If it wasn't for that woman's violent bump, Li Qinzai would have turned into a corpse at this moment, and he would have fled away in the air.
There is only a thin line between success and failure.
Trapped in a tight siege, life is gone.There was a fierce light in the masked assassin's eyes. He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Qinzai and Lu Ye Zanliang in the distance while hastily parrying. The fierce light in his eyes gradually dimmed and turned into despair.
As soon as the handle of the knife was turned, the assassin suddenly put the blade across his neck, then wiped it decisively, and fell down silently, dying.
From the assassination of Li Qinzai to the suicide, the assassin never said a word.
Liu Asi and the trilogy who surrounded him suddenly looked annoyed.
"You bastard is a dead man!" Liu Ahsi cursed bitterly.
After speaking, Liu Ahsi hurried up to Li Qinzai, and glanced at the four cannon fodder assassins on the ground.
Two of the four assassins died, and two of them were severely wounded. Orano Zanliang clearly saw that the shopkeeper Fujiwara Ishitoshi who met her in the mountains yesterday was still breathing. He was stabbed in the chest, and there was blood Gugurt flowed out, lying on the ground on his back, the light in his eyes dimmed more and more.
Liu Asi stood in front of Li Qinzai with his head bowed, and said shamelessly, "Wu Shaolang, the masked assassin died, and he solved it by himself. Most of the dead men were raised by some family, otherwise he wouldn't have died so quickly and easily."
Li Qinzai felt it was a pity that the masked assassin probably knew a lot, and he was the protagonist of this assassination.
From veterans going to the city to see a doctor, eating pot helmets, taking a bullock cart to return to the village, to death, holding funerals, inviting monks, etc., all of these are actually just foreshadowing for the masked assassin hiding under the coffin. Chance to kill.
And Li Qinzai is really lucky.
If it wasn't for Luye Zanliang standing next to him, Li's other courtyard would have set up a mourning hall at this moment...
Pointing to the two cannon fodder assassins who were still breathing on the ground, Li Qinzai said, "Can you save him?"
Liu Ahsi took a quick glance, then shook his head: "I can't live, there's no way to save it."
Li Qinzai sighed, and rubbed his face vigorously: "After a long time, my life was almost lost, but none of you survived, it's amazing..."
Liu Ahsi said shamelessly, "Forgive me, Wu Shaolang, I really didn't care so much when I started, I can't keep my hand."
"Forget it, I don't blame you, did you see their way when you started?"
Liu Ahsi thought for a while, then pointed to the four assassins outside the hall and said, "These four should be from the Japanese country. It’s awkward to learn the sword technique for killing enemies with a half-baked skill.”
Li Qinzai nodded, pointed at the masked assassin who committed suicide, and said, "What about him?"
Liu Asi's expression suddenly became solemn, and he said: "This man is definitely not from the Japanese country. His sword skills are treacherous and changeable. He is a typical assassin's sword skill. He knows how to forbear and lurk before he strikes. He planned to fly away, but was stopped by us..."
"In the end, there was no hope of running away, and he resolutely killed himself. He was not only an assassin, but also a dead man. These days, the rich and powerful families have more or less raised some dead men. It should be the origin of a certain rich man or aristocratic family in our Tang Dynasty."
Li Qinzai glanced at him appreciatively.
He was able to analyze so many clues when he started, Liu Asi really had some real skills, he was able to be the team leader in the Duke's mansion, and he was in charge of fifty people under his command.
Arano Sanra next to him had stopped crying, his red eyes fixedly stared at Fujiwara Ishitoshi who was lying on his back.
Li Qinzai walked over, sized her up, and said, "Does it still hurt? I've asked someone to invite a doctor over, so bear with it."
Kano Sanliang hummed, still staring at Fujiwara Ishiri with sad eyes.
Li Qinzai followed her gaze and frowned: "Do you know him?"
Luye Zanliang hesitated for a moment, and said: "Yes, I met him in the forest yesterday, and he advised me to assassinate you, but I... refused."
Li Qinzai said again: "He is from the Japanese country? What's his origin?"
Uno Zanliang said honestly: "He is a retainer of Nakatomi Kamazu, his surname is Fujiwara..."
The light in Li Qinzai's eyes flickered: "You...are you completely abandoning the dark and turning to the bright?"
Luye Zanliang choked up and said: "I, I just beg Wu Shaolang to spare my subjects of Yamato Kingdom. They are innocent. Those who take revenge, they experienced the hatred of destroying the country and family, after all, it is justifiable."
Li Qinzai was noncommittal.
The positions of the two countries are different, so it is impossible to tell right from wrong, and each has its own reasons.
From Li Qinzai's standpoint, whoever comes to kill him is the enemy, and the enemy must die.
This principle is applicable to both ancient and modern China and foreign countries.
Fujiwara Ishitoshi, who was lying on the ground, began to breathe rapidly. He opened his mouth wide open, greedily grabbing the air, but blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and he was dying.
Li Qinzai stepped forward, squatted in front of Fujiwara Ishiri, looked at him carefully, then leaned down and whispered softly in his ear.
"Fujiwara-san, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming..."
As soon as the words fell, Fujiwara Ishitoshi twitched all over his body, and finally died.
Standing up, Li Qinzai said coldly: "Si, send someone to Honglu Temple in Chang'an in the name of the British government to remind me. Today I was almost assassinated by the Japanese. When will the legacy of the Tang envoy disappear? Let them hurry up and send the Tang envoy back." .”
"Yes!"
Kano Sanliang stared at him with complicated eyes.
Li Qinzai said indifferently: "Don't look at me like this, you saved me, I can spare the subjects of the Japanese country, and don't implicate or kill indiscriminately, but the Tang envoy must be driven out of the Tang Dynasty."
Luye Zanliang bit his lower lip, endured the severe pain in his shoulders and squatted down to salute: "On behalf of the subjects, I would like to thank Wu Shaolang for his life."
Li Qinzai smiled: "I also thank you for your life. From now on, you don't have to do the rough work of servants and servants. Stay by my side and be a happy and relaxed little Baga."
Turning his head to look at Liu Asi, Li Qinzai said in a deep voice, "Today's assassination is unusual. I feel that it is the cooperation of two groups. One of them is the Tang envoys who stayed in the Tang Dynasty, and the other group is unknown. It is obvious that the Tang envoys It was used by another group, and this matter must be investigated."
Liu Asi said bitterly: "The villain can do it, but the investigation is really..."
Li Qinzai thought for a while, and said, "Send someone to invite Song Sen from the Baiqi Division, and let professional people do professional things."
Just as she was talking, Cui Jie was seen holding Qiao'er in the distance, running towards him staggeringly.
Cui Jie's face was flushed, her expression was flustered, and she didn't see the demeanor of a lady from the family at all.
Li Qinzai rushed forward, before Cui Jie could speak, he covered Qiao'er's eyes and said with a smile, "Don't say anything, go home first."
Cui Jie looked at the bloody scene inside and outside the mourning hall, as well as several corpses lying on the ground, her pretty face paled immediately, she turned around and walked back without saying a word, holding Qiao'er in her arms.
Qiao'er's eyes were covered by Li Qinzai all the time, he thought his father was joking with him, and giggled innocently.
Cui Jie's expression was serious, looking at Li Qinzai's injured right arm, Cui Jie's eyes turned red, she felt so distressed that she wanted to cry, but she held back.
(End of this chapter)
Luye Zanliang burst into tears in pain, she used to be a delicate little princess, never hurt Dalian Hanmao since she was a child.
She ran into Li Qinzai just now and got stabbed herself. She did it completely subconsciously, and she didn't think about it that much at all.
Even if she becomes a slave, she still has the tribe and subjects of the Wa Kingdom in her heart, and the princess's background destined her to bear this responsibility.
The pain on his shoulders, and thinking about his wandering life experience and the fate of the subjugated princess, Luye Zanliang cried more and more sadly.
Li Qinzai glanced at her. The incident happened suddenly just now, and he didn't vaguely know that she saved him until now.
He was moved in his heart, but he didn't show it. From the day Luye Zanliang followed him, although Li Qinzai didn't regard her as an enemy, he didn't treat her as a human being either.
Did this hozen take the wrong medicine today?Why did you save him, an enemy who destroyed the country?
After thinking about it, Li Qinzai gradually understood.
The clansmen and subjects of the Wa Kingdom are like a sword hanging over her head.
The noble background actually has more shackles, she is destined not to live for herself in this life, she can sacrifice her life for anything, but not for herself.
The masked assassin was surrounded so heavily that he couldn't even fly with his wings.
In the mourning hall just now, when he stabbed out with ninety percent confidence, Li Qinzai's back was facing him at that time, there was no protection in the mourning hall, and Li Qinzai's attention was all attracted by the fierce fighting outside the hall.
Such a god-given opportunity, but he didn't expect to be ruined by a woman.
If it wasn't for that woman's violent bump, Li Qinzai would have turned into a corpse at this moment, and he would have fled away in the air.
There is only a thin line between success and failure.
Trapped in a tight siege, life is gone.There was a fierce light in the masked assassin's eyes. He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Qinzai and Lu Ye Zanliang in the distance while hastily parrying. The fierce light in his eyes gradually dimmed and turned into despair.
As soon as the handle of the knife was turned, the assassin suddenly put the blade across his neck, then wiped it decisively, and fell down silently, dying.
From the assassination of Li Qinzai to the suicide, the assassin never said a word.
Liu Asi and the trilogy who surrounded him suddenly looked annoyed.
"You bastard is a dead man!" Liu Ahsi cursed bitterly.
After speaking, Liu Ahsi hurried up to Li Qinzai, and glanced at the four cannon fodder assassins on the ground.
Two of the four assassins died, and two of them were severely wounded. Orano Zanliang clearly saw that the shopkeeper Fujiwara Ishitoshi who met her in the mountains yesterday was still breathing. He was stabbed in the chest, and there was blood Gugurt flowed out, lying on the ground on his back, the light in his eyes dimmed more and more.
Liu Asi stood in front of Li Qinzai with his head bowed, and said shamelessly, "Wu Shaolang, the masked assassin died, and he solved it by himself. Most of the dead men were raised by some family, otherwise he wouldn't have died so quickly and easily."
Li Qinzai felt it was a pity that the masked assassin probably knew a lot, and he was the protagonist of this assassination.
From veterans going to the city to see a doctor, eating pot helmets, taking a bullock cart to return to the village, to death, holding funerals, inviting monks, etc., all of these are actually just foreshadowing for the masked assassin hiding under the coffin. Chance to kill.
And Li Qinzai is really lucky.
If it wasn't for Luye Zanliang standing next to him, Li's other courtyard would have set up a mourning hall at this moment...
Pointing to the two cannon fodder assassins who were still breathing on the ground, Li Qinzai said, "Can you save him?"
Liu Ahsi took a quick glance, then shook his head: "I can't live, there's no way to save it."
Li Qinzai sighed, and rubbed his face vigorously: "After a long time, my life was almost lost, but none of you survived, it's amazing..."
Liu Ahsi said shamelessly, "Forgive me, Wu Shaolang, I really didn't care so much when I started, I can't keep my hand."
"Forget it, I don't blame you, did you see their way when you started?"
Liu Ahsi thought for a while, then pointed to the four assassins outside the hall and said, "These four should be from the Japanese country. It’s awkward to learn the sword technique for killing enemies with a half-baked skill.”
Li Qinzai nodded, pointed at the masked assassin who committed suicide, and said, "What about him?"
Liu Asi's expression suddenly became solemn, and he said: "This man is definitely not from the Japanese country. His sword skills are treacherous and changeable. He is a typical assassin's sword skill. He knows how to forbear and lurk before he strikes. He planned to fly away, but was stopped by us..."
"In the end, there was no hope of running away, and he resolutely killed himself. He was not only an assassin, but also a dead man. These days, the rich and powerful families have more or less raised some dead men. It should be the origin of a certain rich man or aristocratic family in our Tang Dynasty."
Li Qinzai glanced at him appreciatively.
He was able to analyze so many clues when he started, Liu Asi really had some real skills, he was able to be the team leader in the Duke's mansion, and he was in charge of fifty people under his command.
Arano Sanra next to him had stopped crying, his red eyes fixedly stared at Fujiwara Ishitoshi who was lying on his back.
Li Qinzai walked over, sized her up, and said, "Does it still hurt? I've asked someone to invite a doctor over, so bear with it."
Kano Sanliang hummed, still staring at Fujiwara Ishiri with sad eyes.
Li Qinzai followed her gaze and frowned: "Do you know him?"
Luye Zanliang hesitated for a moment, and said: "Yes, I met him in the forest yesterday, and he advised me to assassinate you, but I... refused."
Li Qinzai said again: "He is from the Japanese country? What's his origin?"
Uno Zanliang said honestly: "He is a retainer of Nakatomi Kamazu, his surname is Fujiwara..."
The light in Li Qinzai's eyes flickered: "You...are you completely abandoning the dark and turning to the bright?"
Luye Zanliang choked up and said: "I, I just beg Wu Shaolang to spare my subjects of Yamato Kingdom. They are innocent. Those who take revenge, they experienced the hatred of destroying the country and family, after all, it is justifiable."
Li Qinzai was noncommittal.
The positions of the two countries are different, so it is impossible to tell right from wrong, and each has its own reasons.
From Li Qinzai's standpoint, whoever comes to kill him is the enemy, and the enemy must die.
This principle is applicable to both ancient and modern China and foreign countries.
Fujiwara Ishitoshi, who was lying on the ground, began to breathe rapidly. He opened his mouth wide open, greedily grabbing the air, but blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and he was dying.
Li Qinzai stepped forward, squatted in front of Fujiwara Ishiri, looked at him carefully, then leaned down and whispered softly in his ear.
"Fujiwara-san, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming..."
As soon as the words fell, Fujiwara Ishitoshi twitched all over his body, and finally died.
Standing up, Li Qinzai said coldly: "Si, send someone to Honglu Temple in Chang'an in the name of the British government to remind me. Today I was almost assassinated by the Japanese. When will the legacy of the Tang envoy disappear? Let them hurry up and send the Tang envoy back." .”
"Yes!"
Kano Sanliang stared at him with complicated eyes.
Li Qinzai said indifferently: "Don't look at me like this, you saved me, I can spare the subjects of the Japanese country, and don't implicate or kill indiscriminately, but the Tang envoy must be driven out of the Tang Dynasty."
Luye Zanliang bit his lower lip, endured the severe pain in his shoulders and squatted down to salute: "On behalf of the subjects, I would like to thank Wu Shaolang for his life."
Li Qinzai smiled: "I also thank you for your life. From now on, you don't have to do the rough work of servants and servants. Stay by my side and be a happy and relaxed little Baga."
Turning his head to look at Liu Asi, Li Qinzai said in a deep voice, "Today's assassination is unusual. I feel that it is the cooperation of two groups. One of them is the Tang envoys who stayed in the Tang Dynasty, and the other group is unknown. It is obvious that the Tang envoys It was used by another group, and this matter must be investigated."
Liu Asi said bitterly: "The villain can do it, but the investigation is really..."
Li Qinzai thought for a while, and said, "Send someone to invite Song Sen from the Baiqi Division, and let professional people do professional things."
Just as she was talking, Cui Jie was seen holding Qiao'er in the distance, running towards him staggeringly.
Cui Jie's face was flushed, her expression was flustered, and she didn't see the demeanor of a lady from the family at all.
Li Qinzai rushed forward, before Cui Jie could speak, he covered Qiao'er's eyes and said with a smile, "Don't say anything, go home first."
Cui Jie looked at the bloody scene inside and outside the mourning hall, as well as several corpses lying on the ground, her pretty face paled immediately, she turned around and walked back without saying a word, holding Qiao'er in her arms.
Qiao'er's eyes were covered by Li Qinzai all the time, he thought his father was joking with him, and giggled innocently.
Cui Jie's expression was serious, looking at Li Qinzai's injured right arm, Cui Jie's eyes turned red, she felt so distressed that she wanted to cry, but she held back.
(End of this chapter)
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