Hua Chun lay on the table and looked at the swords and swords over there, and said seriously: "I think this place is the safest, if they bump into each other, they won't be able to hit me."
Look at this promise! Yu Wenjie didn't make a fuss, so he stretched out his hand and carried her over, and put her beside him: "It's time to hit you, it's useless for you to hide on the beams of the house, just stay there."
"... Oh." Hua Chun nodded, then turned to look at the battle situation.
This was clearly a premeditated trap, and they were just bait in it, waiting for these assassins to show up, and then capturing them alive one by one like catching chickens.
Looking out of the window, the street below was also very lively. Many strong men in ordinary clothes carried the people who were thrown upstairs into bullock carts and transported them away one by one.
It was terrible.
However, this group of assassins seemed to be in a hurry and planned to fight with their backs. He Changan was able to deal with it easily at first, but the guards around him were much injured, and the remaining assassins all rushed towards him, and he was a little bit overwhelmed.
"You sit still."
Hua Chun was taken aback, and looked up at the emperor who was speaking beside him, and he also stood up.
"Second master?"
Just when I was about to ask if it was possible that you were going to fight, Yu Wenjie had already rushed towards He Changan.
She didn't react for a while, and stared blankly at the backs of the two of them.
It was the first time I saw the emperor personally fight. This feeling was like in a fierce confrontation, the boss of the gang personally beat the soldier on the opposite side with a mace.
It feels... subtle.
However, although their movements are not as good-looking as those with background music in TV dramas, Yu Wenjie's strength is really great. He punched the person opposite him into the wall and jumped back like a spring. A mouthful of blood. The person next to him stabbed at his vest with a knife, and he kicked him down the stairs as if he had eyes behind his back.
Although Yu Wenjie's character is really bad, Hua Chun couldn't help holding his hands together and shouting, "Handsome!"
With his help, He Changan felt a little more relaxed. Half of the guards were injured, and there were still a dozen or so assassins, so it was barely manageable.
If you don't bring Huachun today.
A man was kicked by Yu Wenjie so that he took a few big steps back, clutching his chest in pain and dared not move forward. For a moment, I may think of my performance bonus, and I also think that I have seniors and juniors. How can I easily make meritorious service and save my life
Thinking this way, when he turned his head, he saw Prime Minister Hua smiling as if he had dementia.
So Hua Chun was sitting there enjoying the live performance, when suddenly someone came over and held her back.
His heart sank, he could feel the coldness of the blade on his neck, Hua Chun was distraught and indignant: "If you don't fight them, why are you here to arrest me?"
"You look weaker." The person behind said honestly: "They are too powerful, I can only pick soft persimmons."
Huachun: "..."
You said it's fine if you kidnap, why are you so sarcastic? Gritting her teeth, she didn't say a word, and closed her eyes as a submission.
"Stop all of you!" the man shouted towards the other end.
He Chang'an and Yu Wenjie were taken aback for a moment, and turned their heads one after another, their faces turning dark.
"Let go of him." He Changan frowned: "What kind of a hero is a man who fights against someone who has no strength to restrain a chicken?"
Huachun sighed. Although she is a meat ticket now, she still couldn't help but want to complain: first, she has the strength to catch chickens, and second, boss, she is an assassin, so what are you talking about
Sure enough, the human behind said: "We are neither heroes nor good men, you must be obedient, otherwise Prime Minister Hua will die here today!"
After a slight pause, Hua Chun raised his eyebrows.
Prime Minister Hua
Taking a deep breath, He Changan asked, "What do you want?"
"It's very simple." The man looked left and right: "You can catch it without a fight."
"You should kill him." The emperor didn't hesitate at all, turned around and continued to deal with the rest.
He Changan also sighed helplessly, looked at Hua Chun and said, "My dear brother, it's not that the eldest brother and the second brother don't help you, there is no way to help."
Exchange the emperor's life for the lives of his subjects? What a joke.
Hua Chun was also going to cry with anger from the stupid assassin behind him. Why did he bring up something he knew was impossible
Seeing that the other end continued to fight, the man who tied Hua Chun was a little silly, he didn't expect that a prime minister tied up would be so intimidating. They ignored him, but he didn't know what to do? Hold on? What's the use
"Brother." The man in his hand said calmly, "Do you know? Actually, putting a knife on the neck is useless, so you can't scare them."
"What?" The man was taken aback.
"A cut in the neck may still save me. After all, you may not be able to cut the main artery. The correct kidnapping posture should be to aim the knife at my heart." Hua Chun said solemnly, and then stretched out his hand to grab the man. With his hand, he pointed the dagger at his heart: "That's right, do you understand?"
What kind of tricks are you playing? The man was at a loss, but after thinking about it carefully, what she said made sense. Some people survived by cutting their throats, but I have never heard that a knife into the heart can still survive.
So he put the knife in the prime minister's heart, and continued to think of a way.
Both He Chang'an and Yu Wenjie paid attention to the movement here, and after driving away the remaining assassins one by one, they finally had time to look back here.
Assassins who run downstairs will be caught by the guards around them, so they don't have to worry. The only thing to worry about now is this useless prime minister.
"You can't escape." Yu Wenjie looked at the man and said, "Let him go."
The man backed away again and again, with a flustered expression, and turned his head to see the scene downstairs.
Taking advantage of this moment, Hua Chun drew out his right hand, pinched the sharp bun, and stabbed straight back!
"Ah!" The screams resounded throughout the restaurant, the man hurt her sore spot, grabbed her tightly without any explanation, and stabbed her chest fiercely!
"Are you stupid!" Yu Wenjie opened his eyes wide, with an anxious look on his face for the first time.
I really have never seen such a stupid hostage, and when he is caught, he will honestly wait for someone to find a way to save him. Isn't it provocative to move around! What exactly is in the mind
He Changan acted almost immediately, wanting to go up to save someone, but the distance was too far, even though he had already grabbed the man's wrist, the blade still entered Hua Jinghua's heart.
Taking a breath, he slammed the man away and looked at Hua Jinghua with wide eyes.
The picture seemed to slow down suddenly, a flash of pain flashed between the man's delicate eyebrows and eyes, and then he looked at him with a heart-pounding tenderness in his eyes.
Yu Wenjie frowned.
He heard the piercing sound of the dagger falling to the ground, and saw Hua Jinghua's slowly spinning body. For a moment, he suddenly felt that what He Changan said was correct. Hua Jinghua was really beautiful, with clear and gentle eyes, like a jade rabbit .
Suddenly I didn't hate him so much.
But now, it seems too late
Hua Chun held the knife stuck in her heart, and slowly, slowly, very beautifully fell down on the bench next to her.
"Jinghua!" He Changan sadly went over to support his shoulder.
Is it possible that the brothers who just became sworn brothers will be separated forever? Why is God so cruel!
"I'm... fine." Hua Chun looked at him weakly, and then at the emperor: "You are all fine."
Yu Wenjie pursed his lips, walked over a few steps and looked at him, after hesitating for a long time, he sighed.
"You are a good prime minister, I am not a good emperor."
"Don't say that, Your Majesty... You are fine."
Yu Wenjie shook his head and closed his eyes: "I know my own temper, and I have wronged you many times, and I know it too."
It's just that I can't bear to admit my mistake.
"The minister is very pleased." Hua Chun continued to smile weakly: "The emperor is a wise king, even if there is no minister in the future, he will definitely be able to rule Daliang in a prosperous age."
He Chang'an sighed: "It's all like this, and you still miss the emperor?"
"There's nothing else to worry about." Hua Chun closed his eyes, stretched out his hand towards the emperor, and said faintly: "The emperor is the heaven of all officials, and also the heaven of the common people..."
The last word was long and long, the voice disappeared, and the hand resting in the air suddenly dropped down.
Yu Wenjie was startled, and quickly reached out to grab her hand, and said in a low voice, "Prime Minister Hua!"
He Changan felt sad and felt like crying.
However, before he could feel sad, the person in his arms opened his eyes and sat up after the emperor's prime minister's voice fell, and he clasped his hands and said:
"The minister is here!"
He Changan: "..."
The sadness on Yu Wenjie's face was completely stuck, and he squinted his eyes as he looked at the resurrected person with a knife in his chest.
Fraud
"I'm not joking with you." Hua Chun smiled and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger, and then pulled out the bronze mirror in his arms.
The back of the hard copper mirror was pierced with a dagger. This thing is not the imagined metal or stone, but a strange mixture of slag, no wonder it is so cheap.
"I'm not that stupid. If I didn't know that this thing is in my arms, I wouldn't dare to take risks." Hua Chun looked at the two people in front of him with a smile: "How is it? I'm amazing, right?"
He Changan was stunned for a long time, and covered his eyes. Yu Wenjie next to him withdrew all the expressions on his face, and stretched out his hand to lift him up without saying a word.
"Hey?" Hua Chun was startled: "Second Lord, what are you doing?"
Taking strides to the window sill, Yu Wenjie wanted to throw her outside without any hesitation! The joke was on the emperor's head, it was really desperate.
The point is that he really fell for it!
It is tolerable or unbearable!
"Wow!" The moment Hua Chun was thrown out, all the hairs on Hua Chun's body exploded, and he quickly wrapped himself around the emperor like an octopus, with his legs wrapped around his waist, his arms around his neck, and hugged Resolutely: "Second Master, please spare me!"
The delicate skin on his neck rubbed against his, and Yu Wenjie's face darkened again.