Jiang Pengji boasted that he had studied the relative Han culture, and the assassin said "Liuzhou Mu's praise", but his eyes showed a little contempt.
This contempt was not aimed at Jiang Pengji, but at the Right Prime Minister.
According to her speculation, the real messenger should have been intercepted. Because the size of the assassin and the messenger is not much different, and for the sake of safety, the assassin wore the messenger's clothes, put on the real blueprint, sat on the bamboo basket and got down to the king's city, pretending to be the messenger and trying to assassinate Jiang Pengji.
The true master of the assassin, she has few suspects—
Jiang Pengji briefly stated his guess, and Sun Wen pondered for a while, already having suspicions in his heart.
"It is estimated that he belongs to the third prince." Sun Wendao said, "The third prince of Northern Xinjiang studied under Wulipa, and this pair of mentors and apprentices is a rare intelligent person in northern Xinjiang. Because of Wulipa's influence, the third prince is quite fond of the culture of the Han family. There is research - but he also learned his master's temper, stubborn and arrogant, but loyal to the northern border. At this juncture, he can still come up with an assassination strategy, there should be no one else except him."
If it weren't for the protagonist's superior force, he might really capsize in the sewer.
The northern border is now at the end of the battle, and the nobles are the grass, so the possibility of them secretly surrendering to the enemy is extremely high.
Unexpectedly, someone would intercept the messenger and assassinate Jiang Pengji by pretending to be the messenger.
"Whether it's this person or not, the account will be placed on him first." Someone should take the blame for this matter, and the third prince is the most suspected person, he doesn't blame anyone else, "I want to thank him. Now, there is a ready-made excuse for Tu Guang's nobleman in the northern border."
As long as the teacher is famous, the slaughter is not a big deal.
Not to mention Tuguang's northern Guizhou class, even killing more would be tenable.
besides-
The nobles in Northern Xinjiang are also the richest, and looting a family's wealth can enrich Jiang Pengji's private treasury.
The enemy gave her a ready-made excuse. If she didn't make good use of it, wouldn't she be sorry for herself
Sun Wen's brows twitched, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the other three, and found that they were indifferent to "Tu Guang" in Jiang Pengji's mouth. Thinking back on the virtues of Qi Guanrang, Wei Ci, and Fengzhen, he felt that the lord was so lawless, it was because of their connivance.
Even if you really want to slaughter people and loot their wealth, you can't say it out loud.
However, the lord is willful and his subordinates condone, so Sun Wen can only turn one eye away.
"Today is too late, you should go down and rest first. Send someone to pay attention to the movement on the side of Wangcheng. If there is another 'defection', they will all be caught. There is still a tough battle to be fought. There will definitely be a way out.”
After a brief discussion, Jiang Pengji saw the sleep marks left on Sun Wen and Qi Guan's faces, her heart softened, and she drove them to sleep.
Feng Zhen and the others resigned, and Wei Ci was about to get up and leave, but he didn't take two steps when he found that his sleeve was being grabbed.
Wei Ci glanced at the sleeve, and moved his gaze up the hand along the sleeve, just in time to meet the eyes of the lord.
At this time, Fengzhen and the three had already left the main account.
"My lord?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Didn't I say, I'll ask you to settle the matter in the future."
She put emphasis on a certain word.
No matter the past life or this life, Wei Ci is a person with a beautiful moon, like a ray of bright moon and breeze, when have you come into contact with vulgar words
Therefore, Wei Ci was stunned for a while before she understood Jiang Pengji's suggestion.
At that moment, he felt the blood all over his body rushing towards his head, and his ears had auditory hallucinations.
"My lord—how can you say such vulgar words?"
Wei Ci didn't believe that Jiang Pengji would come to the barracks, but she couldn't talk too much, let alone such vulgar words.
Do and say, can it be the same!
Jiang Pengji laughed and teased, "What vulgarity? Day?"
Wei Ci: "..."
This is definitely not His Majesty he knew—
Wei Ci forgot, even if his Majesty was in his memory, it was Fengzhen's gang of foxes and dogs, and there were still fewer drinking flowers and visiting brothels
Jiang Pengji was just breaking Wei Ci's inner beautified image of a god, letting him know that the god in his mind was also a person.
After a long while, Wei Ci left the main tent with a tangled expression and returned to her tent.
Not long after he left, a swift shadow followed him back to the tent, and the inspectors didn't notice it at all.
Wei Ci looked at Jiang Pengji and sighed again and again.
"As soon as the sky is bright, the lord will go back, so as not to cause everyone to panic."
Wei Ci didn't have the ability to sneak out of the main tent without arousing suspicion, but Jiang Pengji could sneak out of Wei Ci's tent without being discovered.
It was clear that it had nothing to do with it, but Wei Ci was also tired because of the stance of stealing the sun in private.
Jiang Pengji doesn't care so much.
The weather is still hot now, Wei Ci's body temperature is relatively low, and it is comfortable to hold.
She had a good night's sleep, but the third prince, who was still waiting for news, was desperate.
If the assassination was successful, the camp of the willow thieves would inevitably be in chaos, but after the night passed, the order of the camp remained the same.
It can be seen that the confidant he sent should have failed in the assassination.
Rubbing his sore eyes, the third prince stepped on the ground with a pair of red eyes and blue stubble.
Not only did the third prince stay awake all night, but also half of the ministers in the court.
They looked at the third prince tremblingly, for fear that the other party would spread the news that they had secretly colluded with the enemy.
In this case, without Jiang Pengji attacking, they would die at their own hands first.
Surprisingly, the third prince remained silent, watching the quarrel in the court with cold eyes, like a wooden man.
Many old ministers earnestly persuaded the sixth prince.
"Dai Wang, according to the opinion of the old minister, now the willow thief is still down, at least a little fire is preserved, and then we can make a comeback in the future."
The sixth prince laughed angrily.
If it falls, the Northern Xinjiang royal family will definitely be slaughtered.
In front of these courtiers, they turned their heads and wagged their tails at the willow thief, begging for pity, slapping their beards and patting their horses.
Why!
Just ask why!
The royal family is nobler than them, why should the blood of the royal court be exchanged for the survival of these inferior bloodlines
The sixth prince was angered, and half of the ministers in the court were inclined to surrender.
They can't be in a hurry, the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince have reached their limit.
In other words, there is not much time left for Beijiang.
If they don't make a decision again, once the two princes die, Jiang Pengji will attack the royal city with his army.
There is a clear road in front of them, why did they go to hell with the royal family
In order to quell the anger, several old officials are willing to help hide the blood of the imperial court, and look for opportunities to make a comeback in the future.
If they hadn't surrendered to the enemy, the third prince would have been fooled. I believe they were really thinking of the imperial court.
"Report—the enemy troops outside the city are moving again—"
The messenger delivered a letter that attracted everyone's attention.
This letter was not written in Chinese characters from the Central Plains, but in barbarian language, so everyone can read it without barriers.
The third prince took a look, and his heart throbbed, and he suddenly felt dark.