Zhao Ji let out a long breath, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"Ouch! Oh no! The official has fainted."
"Go call the imperial physician!"
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"Oh! My Lord...oh..." Liang Shicheng knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Lord, please wake up, I am a Taoist priest."
"Go away!" Zhang Shixun grabbed Liang Shicheng's collar and threw him aside, then stretched out his thumb and pressed on Zhao Ji's philtrum.
"Ah...!" Zhao Ji woke up, and the first thing he said after opening his eyes was: "I was scared to death."
"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty. The assassin has already escaped." Zhang Shixun comforted him.
"Catch the assassins! We can't let them get away." Zhao Ji gritted his teeth. "Gao Qiu, Nie Shan, Liang Shicheng, blockade the capital. We must capture these traitors. I will tear their tendons and skin them alive, tear their bodies into pieces, and scatter their bones to ash."
Everyone present bowed together.
Gao Qiu said, "Your Majesty, I will do my utmost to fight for your country, even if it means death."
Everyone helped him sit down on the chair.
Zhao Ji glanced at the window with lingering fear. "I just saw that drum flea Shi Qian jump out from here. Did he commit suicide out of fear of punishment?"
"Your Majesty, he did not commit suicide." Kaifeng prefect Nie Shan walked in with a group of guards.
"He jumped from such a high place, and he's not dead yet?"
Nie Shan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "That fellow is truly exceptionally skilled, leaping over rooftops as if it were flat ground. The constables and guards are hunting him down. Don't worry, sir. Hundreds of people chasing him alone won't let him get away."
"After you catch them, don't rush to kill them. Find out where these thieves came from. We must wipe them out completely and not let any of them escape."
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