She should have thought that Ji Shuhan's letter had been delivered from Jinjiang to the capital, and it was inevitable that she would meet her two brothers on the official road!
But now, if you let them know that he burned the Ji Mansion and made his grandmother so angry, I am afraid that her head was stuck out of the carriage, and the Xuan Chi sword in his second brother's hand would cut her off. There are no bones left.
It's not that I'm afraid of death or pain, I really don't want to die at the hands of Ji's family.
Otherwise, it would be too sinful!
She doesn't do it!
Front of the carriage.
Jing Rong was still riding on the horse, and his eyes that were instantly scorched with coldness had an elusive sense of scrutiny.
Ji Li, Ji Huan and the others dismounted one after another, landed on one knee and folded their hands.
"See King Rong!"
The people who are marching and fighting are different, and their voices are particularly loud.
Jing Rong's eyelids dropped.
"Get up."
"Thank you, King Rong."
The two characters Ji Li and Ji Heng, Jing Rong didn't have much contact with in the capital.
Most of them met occasionally a few times when their father was discussing matters.
Among the two, Ji Li, the eldest, was Zuo Siyin of the Linyi Army. He was half-literate and half-martial. He held an army of 50,000 people in his hand.
Even the Dingbei Marquis of the dynasty called this man "The Wolf", which means that he can eat people without spitting out bones!
Ji Huan, the second oldest, was the Changlin General proclaimed by the emperor. He was a real general, and his temper naturally followed his illustrious record.
rough! rough! Still rude!
Fortunately, he is a good person, he is straight, he is hard when he is hard, and soft when he is soft.
"The two generals are in a hurry, where are you going?" Jing Rong asked knowingly.
Ji Li was born with yin energy on his face. Although he was not tall, his squinting eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of electric currents, which made people shudder.
And with wisdom!
He bowed his head and said, "The last general's family had a sudden death, so he rushed back quickly. Unexpectedly, he encountered the prince on the way. If there is a collision, he will forget to forgive his sins."
"Since this is the case, the two generals will not be delayed to return to the funeral, and this king will also rush back to Beijing."
Sending a funeral
The corpse and even the coffin were burnt clean, Jing Rong, you are really joking.
Ji Li has a keen nature. When he raised his head, he looked at the carriage behind Jing Rong, with gloomy eyes and a treacherous tone.
"My lord, there are bandits in this area recently, please be careful on the way back to Beijing."
"Rogue bandit?" Jing Rong heard the meaning of his words, glanced at the carriage behind him, and then lightly tapped the corner of his lips: "Thank you General Ji Li for the reminder, this king will pay more attention."
"I don't know... Who is in the carriage?"
"My dear guest," replied without hesitation.
Ji Li narrowed his eyes, thinking deeply.
Ji Huan, who was on the side, saw his expression thoroughly, he stepped forward a few steps, and said in a rough voice, "I don't know who is in the carriage, so I might as well lift the curtain and let me see it later. To prevent the robbers from doing anything wrong.”
Jing Rong's face was stern, and his tone was cold: "General Ji Huan means to suspect that there are rioters hidden in this king's carriage?"
"The last general is just a guess, why don't you let the last general find out for the prince!"
After that, he pulled out the Xuan Chi sword from his waist and stabbed the people in the carriage violently.
Even though he was in the carriage, Ji Yunshu clearly felt that the murderous aura brought by Xuan Chijian was approaching him, as if he wanted to pierce the curtain in front of him and pierce straight into her heart before giving up.
She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and held her breath.
Rumo's pupils also suddenly enlarged!
"Shu Er..."
The next moment, Wei Yi threw himself into her arms, hugged her slender waist tightly, and rested his head on her neck.
Ji Yunshu watched the figure outside the carriage getting closer and closer, and the shadow moved upward a little bit from the bottom of the curtain.
At this moment, she thought to herself, she was doomed.
Suddenly, the curtain was lifted by a wind!
She saw Ji Huan stabbed with the Xuan Chi sword.
Four eyes hurriedly look at each other!
Ji Huan also saw the woman in the carriage, with a veil covering her face, a plain dress, her skirt being blown by the wind, her long hair draped over her shoulders like ink, and she only curled a bunch of hair with a wooden hairpin. Hold on top of your head.
In his arms, he was holding a man!
And with those eyes alone, he couldn't tell.
Besides, how could such a woman be his third sister who killed a thousand knives!
Wind, let the curtain fall!
The sword in Ji Huan's hand was suddenly thrown away by a long sword. Before he could react, a sword was placed on his neck.
Who is so fast
"presumptuous!"
Jing Rong shouted.
with anger!
The sword in his hand cut a slit in Ji Huan's neck. If he added a little more force, the thick and powerful neck would be pierced by his sword.
"You are so courageous, you dare to draw a sword to face this king's distinguished guests, do you still have this king in your eyes!"
Ji Huan's eyes did not waver, and after many years of marching and fighting, he cultivated his indomitable arrogance.
With a calm tone, he replied: "The last general thought that there were rogue bandits hidden in the carriage, so he drew his sword, and just now saw clearly who was inside. The last general was reckless, and I hope the prince forgives his sins."
"Forgiveness?"
The sword in Jing Rong's hand was lifted up, and it touched Ji Huan's jaw.
With a sneer: "Do you know that this king can rectify you on the spot right now."
Upon hearing this, Ji Li, who was a few meters away, quickly knelt down.
Begging: "Please be merciful to the prince. Ji Huan bumped into the prince, but he was also thinking of the prince's safety.
"Your Ji family is really full of talented people. Every piece of it has made this king's eyes wide open." Jing Rong's long and narrow eyes rubbed a fierce arrogance, and pointed at Ji Huan, who was being held by his sword, and said: "Up and down, there has never been a minister who dared to draw a sword in front of this king. Ji Huan, this king knows that you are not afraid of death, but don't forget that the king is the king and the minister is the minister. Even if you have made great achievements, After all, he is a minister.”
All with a reminder!
Although Ji Huan was a warrior, he also understood the principles of the monarch, his ministers and his ministers.
I had to soften first: "Yes, I will understand later."
The next moment, Jing Rong retracted the sword from his neck and threw it to Lang Bo.
He glanced at Ji Li, who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: "Get up, one of you is Zuo Siyin and the other is General Changlin, and this king will not take your life seriously, but this is just a matter of time, this king hopes This is the last time, and if similar incidents happen again, don't blame this king for the crime of treason."
"Thank you, my lord!"
Jing Rong jumped on the horse, without looking away, his feet touched the horse's belly lightly.
"go!"
Ji Li and Ji Huan's people retreated to the sides and gave way!
The carriage also moved, Ji Yunshu tried his best to keep calm, the false alarm just now lingered in his chest, and he didn't go away.
Wei Yi hugged her and still refused to let go, so he must have been frightened.
She had to gently pat him on the back, comforting in a low voice.
However, just as the carriage passed by Ji Li and Ji Huan's side, the curtains were moved by the wind.
And the veil she was wearing was also gently blown...