Chapter 304 Worship
Chapter 304 Worship
At noon, Yangzhou City was silent, and even the soldiers patrolling the streets tried to keep their footsteps light.
And the common people had already returned home and closed their doors to thank guests as early as when Zuo Wei led his soldiers into the city.
Officials, big and small, also curled up at home, not daring to show their heads at this moment.
The children of the aristocratic family who were rampant and arrogant on weekdays even stayed in the mansion obediently, never making a sound.
As for the trembling big merchants, no one cared.
Not to mention the officials of the aristocratic family, even the common people look down on such lowly people.
Everyone just kept yelling at the assassin in their hearts.
Before Su Jing left, how dare he assassinate his relatives!
Have you forgotten the hundreds of thousands of unjust souls of the East and West Turks?
Now that his beloved younger sister and Feng Yi are injured, no one knows how the crazy Crown Prince will deal with it.
As for the death of the protector, Zhao Quan, everyone didn't pay much attention to it.
After all, guards from poor families can negotiate compensation if everyone thinks about it.
"compensate?!"
Su Jing rode on the little mare, looking at the trembling Xu Jingzong with cold eyes.
He understands what Tang Ren thinks in his heart, but life and death comrades in arms are priceless in his heart.
"Xu Jingzong.
If the queen mother didn't force her with her own life, do you think there are still people alive in the Yangzhou family?
If I exchange the life of my fellow robes for benefits, how do you feel in your heart? "
"Your Highness!
Don't raise your troops in anger! "
Xu Jingzong's heart trembled, and he urged urgently.
Su Jing shook his head and walked forward without saying a word.
Empress Changsun worked hard for him, how could he put Empress Changsun in danger.
Now it is obviously impossible to confiscate the family and exterminate the family without asking why.
But Zhao Quan's revenge had to be avenged.
No matter what, he wants to find a vicious family to kill and sacrifice the flag today.
Just because in his mind, this matter must be done by the aristocratic family.
No one else has hundreds of dead men, nor does he have the courage to be so rampant.
……
The two-entry house in the north city of Yangzhou.
The front yard is mostly servants, the resting place of the door.
But at this time, it was silent and solemn, and the guards of the Eastern Palace were all mourned everywhere they could see.
Su Jing glanced expressionlessly, then stepped into the backyard under the guidance of Cheng Chumo.
The gates of the main hall and the left and right wing rooms are closed tightly, and there are two full-body soldiers guarding each of the gates.
"Your Highness!
Yan Fengyi and the little princess are resting in the left courtyard..."
Cheng Chumo said with red eyes.
Su Jing closed his eyes and asked calmly, "Is there a serious problem?"
Cheng Chumo was startled when he heard the words, he lowered his head and replied: "The little princess' left arm is burnt, and the medicine has already been applied.
Yan Fengyi's arms were also burned, and Daoist Sun was treating her.
In order to save the little princess and Yan Fengyi, Zijuan's back was poured with hot oil, and her injuries were serious. Imperial physician Zhu couldn't find a proper solution for a while.
Xin Yaoqin was wounded in the abdomen and stabbed three times in the body, and she is still unconscious at the moment..."
"Don't say any more.
Where is Zhao Quan? Let me go to worship first. "
Su Jing waved his hand to interrupt Cheng Chumo, and opened his eyes sadly.
Hearing the words, Cheng Chumo took a deep breath, choked up and said, "Brother Zhao is resting in the main hall right now...
He was hit by dozens of arrows, but he still escorted Yan Fengyi and the little princess to escape.
He didn't pass out until the guards in the courtyard heard the movement and went out to meet the enemy.
It's a pity that brother Zhao was seriously injured, and died before the doctor Zhu arrived.
Even with the method taught by His Highness, there is no way to recover.
When Yan Fengyi heard the news, she was grateful for Brother Zhao's loyalty and bravery, and specially ordered someone to carry him into the main hall and place him in the main hall. He will only be dealt with when His Highness comes. "
Su Jing's throat twitched a few times when he heard the words, and he wanted to open his mouth but couldn't speak for a moment.
"Order Li Tai to make ice cubes immediately, and make sure that Zhao Quan's body does not rot before I return to the capital.
All soldiers of Huainan Road are dressed in white, praying for Zhao Quan and wearing filial piety!
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Eight hundred miles urgently reported to the emperor, and asked the three thousand right guards to escort Zhao's whole family to the south for the funeral!
If there is any interrogation and delay along the way, they will be killed without mercy! "
"This……"
Cheng Chumo was quite hesitant when he heard the words.
There is no problem in ensuring that Zhao Quan's body does not rot.
But ordering a group of soldiers to wear hemp and filial piety is obviously a bit presumptuous.
What's more, even His Majesty Li Er would not agree to order the three thousand right guards to lead troops to the south.
After all, Su Jing has countless strange things in his hands, and he uses soldiers as fiercely and decisively as a god.
Who dares to guarantee that he won't raise his troops in anger and slaughter all the aristocratic families in the south of the Yangtze River for revenge.
It's just that Su Jing was burning with anger at the moment, and was trying to find a way to vent it.
Seeing Cheng Chumo hesitated, he turned his head and glared coldly.
With Cheng Chumo's burly black bear figure, he should be able to enjoy himself to the fullest.
"hiss!"
Facing Su Jing's malicious gaze, Cheng Chumo shuddered suddenly.
Hastily cupped his hands and saluted, and replied solemnly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will take care of this at the end."
After finishing speaking, he called Yuchi Baolin, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Su Jing is the powder keg at this moment, it is more appropriate to leave Yuchi Dasha behind.
……
The main hall in the backyard.
There was a strong smell of blood in the air.
Su Jing walked up to him.
Looking down, he saw Zhao Quan, who was neatly dressed, lying on the temporary bed with a bloodless face.
He didn't know if it was an illusion.
I always feel that Zhao Quan at this moment is thinner than before, but there is still a bit of worry and reluctance on his face.
Is this worrying about the little girl, or missing the wife and children at home?
Su Jing didn't know, and he didn't want to make such unnecessary guesses.
Walking slowly to the side of the bed, bowed three times very solemnly.
The soldiers on the side were shocked when they saw this, and their eyes turned red instantly.
In the eyes of everyone, it is a great honor to be honored by the prince of the Tang Dynasty.
Even if you pay your life for it.
"I hope you can travel through it too."
Su Jing said a word silently in his heart.
He raised his head, walked to the side of the bed and sat down, and said softly: "Don't worry.
I will take care of your wife, children and children in your family.
As long as they keep their own place, I will ensure that they will be rich and worry-free throughout their lives.
Even if someone commits a crime, as long as it is not a crime, I will save his life, at least I will not let your old Zhao family be wiped out.
But Zhao Quan, this honor was originally prepared for you, why did you leave?
I still want to take you to the Western Regions and Tubo in the future..."
Su Jing muttered to himself as if no one was around, and everyone in the room couldn't help crying silently.
From ancient times to the present, it has never been heard that a king of a country treats his generals so kindly.
It's just that the more Su Jing is like this, the atmosphere in the room becomes more depressed and mournful.
Although everyone wanted to persuade, they didn't know how to speak.
At this moment.
A graceful figure approached step by step.
Yan Lingbin wrapped his hands in gauze, and walked to Su Jing's side holding the little girl who was buried in silence.
"The concubine has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
General Zhao has gone, please send your highness condolences. "
Yan Lingbin endured the pain and gave a blessing.
Su Jing came back to his senses upon hearing the words.
Looking at the gauze on the arms of the two, he tried to squeeze out a smile.
"Daozhang Sun has already seen it?
Is there a problem? "
"It's all right.
If it is properly recuperated, it will only leave some scars. "
Yan Lingbin comforted softly.
Su Jing nodded expressionlessly.
Looking at the little girl in her arms who was still unwilling to look up, she asked suspiciously, "Are you scared?"
Yan Lingbin shook his head, and replied softly: "The little princess blamed herself for what happened to General Zhao, so she didn't want to see anyone just now."
"Why blame yourself?"
Su Jing endured his sadness, and lightly tapped the little guy's fleshy waist.
Seeing him twisting his small body, but still keeping his head buried in silence, he suddenly realized and sighed: "Young lady, you are not to blame for what happened to Zhao Quan.
Even if you stay in the palace today, Zhao Quan will escort Sister Bin'er out of the palace.
The assassin had already expected this, and just set up an ambush on the way.
If someone is really responsible for this, it is also because the elder brother underestimated the enemy too much.
If it weren't for the big brother's arrogance and ignorance, how could the thief have such a chance! "
"Really?"
The young lady suddenly raised her head, her little face was already covered with tears.
Su Jing looked at the thick white gauze on her little hand, nodded distressedly and said, "Brother, has he ever lied to you.
This time, the eldest brother is indeed too proud and complacent. "
"Wow!!!"
The young mother's self-blame fell down, and she immediately threw herself into Su Jing's arms and burst into tears.
How could she bear the weight of shock and self-blame at her age.
If not, she wouldn't even care about the pain.
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