Chapter 197 Assassination

The process of waiting is always filled with anxiety.

In order to divert attention, Su Wan asked about the people and things he had contacted tonight, especially the girl who was recruiting children.

"Qingyuan, her maid usually wears a veil?"

Su Wan frowned. The pomp and ceremony that Miss Zhao'er traveled was even greater than that of ladies and young ladies from famous families.

Qingyuan is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an ordinary appearance and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. The long hair is tied into a ponytail, which looks refreshing and neat.

"Miss Zhao'er is the number one person promoted by Hongxiu Tower. The master has many things that require her to come forward, so he deliberately builds momentum for her from the beginning. The maids around her wear veils from the beginning, and there are rumors in the capital that Miss Zhao'er can't see her. She is used to people who are more beautiful than her, and she doesn't like people who are ordinary-looking, so she arranges people to wear veils. This rumor has brought her a lot of popularity, and everyone wants to see if the people who serve her are as rumored. "You are like a carefully selected beauty, and you have to give up a lot of money for her." Qingyuan explained from the side: "Young lady, don't worry, those maids wore them specially for you today. The Zhao'er girl behaves in a high-profile manner, and such a sudden move will attract people's attention. People doubt it.”

Su Wan understood that by doing this, Zhao'er could kill two birds with one stone. While attracting business for Hongxiu Tower, it was also convenient for him to steal and replace others.

Those who can know her identity are the ones who are the focus of cultivation. Officials and wealthy businessmen go to brothels to discuss business, which has become a kind of drinking and drinking culture. Brothels are regarded as a huge place for obtaining information.

"As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Miss Zhao'er behaves in a flamboyant manner and is the number one courtesan in the capital. Who would have thought that I would leave the capital in her team?" Su Wan suddenly remembered something: " Doesn’t anyone know that my father is the mastermind behind this?”

Qingyuan suddenly smiled: "No one knows that the owner behind it is the master. When it was founded, the master selected a candidate with a suitable family background and asked him to be the owner of Hongxiu Tower and surrender to the prince. He has a high position in the capital and is well-informed. People just think that the Red Sleeve Building is backed by the Prince and is the Prince’s property, so most people from the Prince’s party come to the Red Sleeve Building.”

Su Wan couldn't help but feel happy. Didn't all the news about the prince reach his father's ears?

It is indeed an old fox.

She couldn't help but asked seriously: "What's the situation of father?"

"Don't worry, miss, the master is fine." Qingyuan didn't say anything unnecessary.

Su Wan stood up uneasily, came to the window, and opened it.

This is a small farmhouse with a few adobe houses. The yard is empty and there is not a single plant or tree in sight.

"Did the carriage that brought me from the capital leave in the opposite direction to us?"

"Yes, go south." Qing Yuan was not good at words and advised: "The master will arrive before dark."

Su Wan looked at the bright sky. It was not yet bright yet, and she had to wait until dark.

If you wait a moment longer, your anxiety will increase.

"Miss, would you like to sleep for a while?" Qingyuan made the bed for her.

"You guys should get some sleep first. After my father comes, he may have to go on a journey. Then I can sleep." Su Wan couldn't sleep with something in her mind, so she took out a medical book and said, "I'll read it for a while."

Qingyuan didn't dare to sleep and kept observing the situation.

If the master is going to touch the prince, the prince must have a sense of crisis and will fight to the death.

——

The sky was white, and the door of the Prince Regent's Palace was wide open.

The regent went to the palace, this time as an envoy to Xiliang. The accompanying officials were Mr. Wen, the Minister of Rites, and Mr. Li, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple. They traveled with a team of people and congratulatory gifts.

The prince stood on the palace wall, looking at the retreating team, smoothing the wrinkles on his broad sleeves.

Ji Lin asked from the side: "Your Highness, when will you act?"

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I have my own arrangements." The prince looked away and looked down the palace wall. He met the servant who came in a hurry. The man looked around and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Su Wan left last night. In the capital, the people below found a suspicious carriage. It left the city after the city gate was closed last night. Do you want to pursue it? "

"Go after her immediately!" The prince said sternly with a sinister look on his face: "If Su Wan is willing to come back, I will treat her well. If she resists, I will kill her on the spot."

"Yes!" The chamberlain took the order and left.

The prince fights against the odds, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Even if the regent is alive, Su Wan will still have it in his hands.

The poison in him cannot be cured.

——

As the procession left the capital, the Prince Regent leaned on a soft pillow and covered himself with a thin blanket.

He was flipping through a book of "Chronicles of Zhou History" in his hand, covering his mouth and coughing from time to time.

"Where is Ling Zhao?"

"It should be here."

"Um."

The regent felt uncomfortable and coughed several times.

"Is there any news from the prince's side?" The regent thought about the prince's actions casually.

He has many elite soldiers in his hands, and there may be ambushes along the way.

Luo Cheng replied: "You ordered to trace his weapons arsenal. After Su Jihong's death, the prince destroyed the arsenal and a large number of the contents were transported away."

The Prince Regent suddenly sat up straight, opened the car curtain, and saw a long team, starting to walk towards the narrow and dangerous mountain pass ahead. With a stern look in his eyes, he said in a cold voice: "Instruct the team to stop, and let a few horses go first."

Luo Cheng instantly understood what the regent meant. When marching for battle, the enemy would set up an ambush at the pass, so he had to be careful.

"My subordinates will do it now."

Luo Cheng got off the carriage and arranged three horses to line up in front of the Mercedes to clear the way.

After the arrangements were made, he quickly returned to the carriage.

"Do you suspect that the prince will set up an ambush on the road?" Luo Cheng frowned. If there was an ambush on the road, the other party would hide and would not scare the horses to alert them.

The Regent was about to speak when suddenly there was a bang, as if something exploded.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions shook the earth.

The Regent's eyes fell on the "Chronicle of Zhou History" that was opened. The beginning of the record was: In the battle of Hulu Valley, firearms were hidden in the ground, and people and horses would rot when they encountered them.

Luo Cheng's face changed drastically. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw thick smoke and blood mist in front of him. The strong smell of blood and saltpeter spread over, and he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly at all.

His face became particularly ugly, and he said angrily: "Master, the prince has planted a mine! I will go and see it now!" After that, he jumped off the carriage. A long sword stabbed at him. He dodged swiftly, drew the soft sword at his waist to deal with it, and shouted: "There is an assassin, protect the master!"

The Junior Secretary of the Honglu Temple and the Minister of Rites, Lord Wen, could not see the situation in front of them clearly, and shouted: "Everyone, get close to the carriage, and don't move!"

The guards surrounded the carriage and Lord Li and Lord Wen, and could only kill the enemy by relying on the movements around them.

Lord Li and Lord Wen were worried, and the people around them fell one by one, with hot blood on their faces, their faces pale, and they moved to the side of the carriage in fear and climbed onto the carriage with swift movements.

"Ah——"

Lord Wen felt a pain in his back, and rushed into the carriage, with a long sword stabbing into the wall of the carriage.