Li Chongrun's hands and feet were tied up and he was left lying on his back in a very bumpy carriage. The injury on the back of his head where he had been knocked became even more painful.
Judging from the faint afterglow of the setting sun outside the carriage, the carriage should be running eastward.
Chen Ziang on the side had his hands tied to the window lattice because his feet were still bandaged, and he looked at Li Chongrun who had just woken up in distress.
"Sir? Where are we?"
"The person driving your carriage is the thieves who assassinated Your Majesty today. I don't know where they want to take us."
"The kidnapper actually escaped?" Li Chongrun showed an expression of disbelief. Before he fainted, he had seen the endless defenses and backup plans of His Majesty and his princess aunt. How could this person escape?
"Originally there were four kidnappers, but you were driving a carriage with only one horse and your legs were weak. However, you were overtaken by the knights from the guard before you even left Luoyang."
"Someone came to save us, why are we still suffering here?" Li Chongrun guessed without thinking, "The rescue failed!"
"The men from the Wei Dynasty shot one to death with crossbows, but the remaining three thieves were very skilled in martial arts. Although Chen didn't see it, he could tell that at least six of the knights sent by the Wei Li to rescue him were injured. This
The leader of the thieves has been running for nearly two hours after he escaped from his pursuers alone."
While Chen Zi'ang was talking, he made a two-hand gesture and pointed behind him.
Li Chongrun guessed that there were two of his own people following him, but he was afraid of being overheard by the driver, so he couldn't say it clearly. He didn't know how he found out.
"A certain family's surname is Shan! He is the Duke of Yan, General Youwu Weiwei, Shenwu Dao Economic and Strategic Ambassador Hei Te Changzhi, who is the captain of Zhechong. Later, when the Turkic Ashina Gudulu invaded Changping, he was the Shan of a certain family.
Captured by hand. How could you two scholars be called thieves and thieves!"
"Since you are a general of the Duke of Yan State, why do you do things like assassinate the emperor, confiscate your family and exterminate your clan?"
Li Chongrun was very curious. Although he didn't care about this assassin's assassination of the emperor, it was a little unnatural for him to be kidnapped.
"Our general was framed by Zhou Xing for rebellion two years ago and committed suicide in that dark prison!" The assassin, who claimed to be the captain of the Black Teeth Changzhi, roared through gritted teeth.
"Then why don't you kill that Zhou Xing? Why did you come to the emperor to die?" Li Chongrun said very smoothly, but he didn't realize that there was a faint hint of treason in his thoughts. Chen Ziang was so shocked that he didn't dare to speak.
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"If it weren't for the emperor's nod, then Zhou Xing would have dared to frame the pillar of the country to rebel? If it hadn't been for the emperor's nod, how could General Black Teeth be caught in that Lijingmen?"
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the carriage that was running all the way slowly stopped. Captain Shan, who had argued for a few words, stopped talking and stretched out his hand to open the door curtain of the carriage.
Taking advantage of the hazy sky, Li Chongrun vaguely saw a tall shadow standing in the distance, vaguely looking like a city gate.
“We’ve actually arrived at Hulao Pass!”
Unlike Li Chongrun who had never been out of Luoyang, Chen Ziang naturally recognized where this place was.
He was a successful young man and became a Jinshi in high school at a young age. Like other famous poets, he also traveled to great places.
The captain surnamed Shan stretched out his hand to lift Li Chongrun out of the carriage. Knowing that the remaining macho poet was now a cripple, he was not afraid of him escaping, so he slashed the rope that bound Chen Ziang with a knife.
He spanked the horse's butt hard with the back of his knife. The painful horse dragged the empty carriage and ran away. After confirming that the carriage had gone far, Captain Shan took Li Chongrun and urged Chen Zi'ang to go to the official residence.
Walk outside the road.
The three of them walked not far. There was a very dilapidated earth temple on the roadside. The temple was not big, and the surrounding walls had collapsed to the ground. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.
Captain Shan seemed to have discovered this place a long time ago. He walked straight through the small temple and came to a small stone flat behind the temple.
There was a bonfire burning on the stone flat, and a dark black unmarked carriage was parked there.
There were two people beside the fire, one tall and thin, the other short and fat. They were hiding from the harsh spring cold by the bonfire.
Hearing the sound, the short and fat man stood up with his knife drawn very alertly, "Who!"
"Shan." The captain who was carrying Li Chongrun simply replied and said nothing.
"Captain Shan, the matter is done?! Why not the other brothers?" The short and fat man looked happy, "Who are these two people?"
"It's a farce! The Dog Emperor must have received the news in advance. I didn't even see the Emperor's face."
Captain Shan angrily pushed Li Chongrun to the side of the fire, turned the back of the knife in his hand, touched Chen Ziang's leg, and knocked him to the ground. He also moved closer to the fire, trying to warm himself up.
own body.
"The 30 Korean eagle shooters are all masters of Yang Guan Liao. Pian Yu didn't take action, but they were all killed by the men led by Fatty Di."
"If it weren't for taking these two hostages and letting the Dog Emperor's men throw rat weapons, Shan would have died in the hell gate of Longmen today along with dozens of other brothers."
Through the light of the bonfire, Li Chongrun vaguely saw the assassin who held him hostage.
Although he had helped him when he got off the carriage at Longmen, Li Chongrun's attention was only on his hands and not on his face. He had been being carried just now, except for looking at the dark ground.
I can't see anything. It's only now that I have the opportunity to take a closer look.
The assassin leader was not as vicious as imagined, but he could not be called personable either. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary soldier.
I don't know whether it was because the sky was too dark or because of the flames, but his face took on a weird sauce color. His lips were thick, and his nose was big but a little flat, and it stuck to his face softly.
On his head was a very common felt hat, just like the rickshaw drivers everywhere in the streets of Luoyang. It was just that the hair exposed under the felt hat was slightly yellowish.
He was wearing a very ordinary linen robe. It had no patches, but it wasn't particularly neat either. It must have been worn for a few days.
If it weren't for the black bloodstains on his shoulders, Captain Shan's attire would have been as ordinary as the countless rickshaw drivers on the streets of Luoyang. But he didn't know whether the bloodstains were his own.
Li Chongrun studied Captain Shan for a long time. Li Chongrun felt that he could not find any clues about his identity and origin.
Although he has introduced his origin in detail before, today's layout is so large, the steps are so thorough, and the back-ups are so complicated that even a military idiot like Li Chongrun can tell that it is beyond the capabilities of just a few soldiers.
Planned and implemented.
Just those three-bow crossbows are obviously only used for sieges. Without the participation and nod of some big bosses in the army, would it be possible for these rough guys to fight back from the front line at the border?
Li Chongrun, who was staring at Captain Shan, found no clues about him, so he simply turned his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment.
Well, the moon is dark, the wind is high, and there is a small temple.
If paired with the appropriate roar of an owl, if you want to take a picture of A Chinese Ghost Story in the future, it would be a good place to shoot the scene.
When Li Chongrun's eyes wandered, the tall and thin man who had been hiding opposite the flames turned out from behind the flames.
"No wonder Master Di's black knight was able to throw the rat weapon into the trap. He turned out to be the legitimate son of the King of Luling and the current grandson of His Majesty, Mr. Li Chongrun."
The tall and thin man seemed to recognize Li Chongrun, and he recognized him immediately upon seeing him.
"Although Captain Shan did not complete his great mission today, he did accomplish one great thing. He snatched back the crown prince planned by the organization."
When Li Chongrun heard the word organization, his ears couldn't help but twitch. He thought that this organization should be the mastermind behind the assassination. Is it just him or the prince in the plan?
Could it be that my cheap guy was also involved in this matter? According to the way my dad was such a waste in history, it shouldn't be possible.
But while Li Chongrun was still struggling with his poor historical knowledge, Chen Ziang, who was lying on the ground, had already seen the tall and thin man's face in the light of the fire, and screamed out: "It's you!"