74. Save People
In the night.
Chen Ji returned to the edge of the roof, stood on the high eaves, and looked down calmly at his feet.
Is there any problem with the prince?
If there is a problem, the other party has been in Donglin Academy for the past three years and can't do anything.
If there is no problem, why does the other party come back at this time and appear in the gold shop?
Chen Ji frowned. He wanted to sort out some clues, but found that there were too many missing clues.
In the yard.
When the prince discovered that the chivalrous men had abandoned him and fled, he immediately turned around and cursed: "Aren't you a chivalrous man? Don't you always say that you value righteousness? This is too disloyal!"
Six spies armed with knives rushed into the courtyard and surrounded the prince and Bai Li under the courtyard wall. One of the spies said coldly: "Those who resist arrest will be punished more severely."
Baili said: "We are...
Before she could finish, the prince quietly pulled her aside and continued, "We are just ordinary people who came to Hongyi Lane to have fun. We have not violated the laws of Daning. Why are you pursuing us?"
The spy looked at them carefully, as if observing them in the moonlight. After a moment, he hesitated and said, "Prince and Princess, I recognize you! My Secret Service has solid evidence that thieves from the Jing Dynasty were active in the Jinfang tonight. It's such a coincidence that you two appeared here. Come with us back to the inner prison."
The prince secretly thought that it was not good. The Imperial Household Department had always wanted to find something to hold against Prince Jing's Mansion. Over the years, many of Prince Jing's former subordinates had been arrested and imprisoned and never came out again.
Once in the inner prison, his identity as the prince of the royal palace was of no use.
Seven years ago, Prince Huai was captured by the Secret Service for secretly storing armor and crossbows, and died in the inner prison that night.
Six years ago, there was a severe drought in Guanzhong. When drinking, Prince Jin said that this was a punishment from heaven for Emperor Ning's neglect of state affairs. He was arrested by the Secret Intelligence Department on the charge of falsely claiming to be a "prophecy" and thrown into the inner prison. He died in the inner prison that month, and along with him were the Imperial Astronomical Observatory's Five Organs Lingtai Lang and Five Organs Baozhang Zheng.
The prince knew that the lives of the princes of the Ning Dynasty were like weeds in front of the eunuch party. If he was put in the inner prison today, he might never get out.
Thinking of this, the prince quickly put up a ladder with both hands; "Bai Li, you go first!
The spy's face was grim: "No one can leave. If the prince is okay, why doesn't he dare to go with us?"
The prince cursed and picked up a bamboo broom from the courtyard to block Bai Li. "If I follow you to the inner prison, even if there is no problem, it will become a problem. I will fight you. If you have the guts, kill me here!"
Chen Ji watched the scene in silence.
To save or not
If they were not rescued, no matter how hard the prince and Baili struggled, they would definitely be thrown into the inner prison. Jin Zhu was already looking for evidence of the connection between Prince Jing's Mansion and the Jing Dynasty. If they happened to be caught here, it would be like someone handing them a pillow when they were sleepy. The other party could easily find an excuse to torture them and force a confession.
If we rescue them, the six spies will be very troublesome, and other spies may come to reinforce them at any time. The key is that Chen Ji is here to kill Manager Yuan tonight, not to rescue him!
But in this same Red Lane, on this same night, how pleasant it would be if I could have a drink and then go to the Drum Tower to watch the sunrise.
Chen Ji had a cloth wrapped around his hand, and blood was slowly flowing down the tip of the short knife he was holding tightly in his right hand. It eventually gathered into a drop of bright red blood and fell onto the gray tiles.
When the blood dripped onto the tiles, the traces disappeared where they were.
“Come on!”
The prince swept the bamboo broom in his hand, trying to repel the spy.
But he could not stop these elite agents of the Secret Service. He saw six spies surrounding him in a fan shape. One of the spies stepped forward and chopped with a knife. With just a light swing, he cut the bamboo broom into two pieces.
The prince looked at the shaved broom with a bitter heart. He said in a deep voice: "I can go with you, but you have to let my sister go. What can a girl like her understand?"
The spy shook his head and said, "No one can leave. If it weren't for your noble status, we wouldn't bother trying to persuade you.
Just follow us to the inner prison and neither of you will get hurt.
Once we prove your innocence, we will release you both."
The prince said in a serious tone: "How many people can enter the inner prison and come out again? Do you believe it yourself? Aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Jingwang Mansion?
"Your Highness, we have even captured princes over the years. You can't scare us. Go ahead and capture them.
Several spies rushed over,
The prince wanted to resist, but a secret agent suddenly appeared and hit him in the abdomen. He bent over in pain and vomited out the wine and bile in his stomach.
These assassins from the Secret Service really didn't take the prince's status seriously.
They knew very well how much their boss wanted to overthrow Prince Jing's Mansion, and their stance determined their thinking.
During the struggle, someone twisted Baili's arms and clamped them behind his back. Baili was in so much pain that cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but he didn't even cry out in pain. He just stared stubbornly at the scene in front of him.
Suddenly, in the chaos, she was stunned when she looked around.
A spy noticed something was wrong and turned around
In an instant, he raised his knife and chopped behind him, but just as his knife-holding hand was raised above his head and before it fell, a figure approached him silently.
The opponent clamped his arm with his left hand, making it impossible for him to chop it off.
go.
In the blink of an eye, the attacking figure supported his arm and stabbed him twice, one in the kidney at the waist and the other in the lung under the ribs.
The dagger in the opponent's hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, extremely vicious.
The spy's colleague beside him was horrified at the sight and immediately rushed to help with his sword, but the figure simply waved his hand to block it. Sparks flew between the short sword and the long sword in the dark night, and with a clang, the long sword broke!
The spies' expressions changed. They had seen countless swordsmen in the martial arts world, but they had never seen a swordsman who could wield a broken sword so effortlessly.
There was no sword energy, no mysterious methods of the official, the opponent just swung the short knife lightly, and his steel knife broke like an ice spike!
Bai Li was restrained by the spy, staring blankly at the figure. The other person's face was covered with black charcoal powder, and his eyes were particularly unfamiliar, but the other person's figure looked familiar no matter how he looked at it.
At this moment, she suddenly discovered that the man who attacked her from the darkness seemed to have lost some strength in his right leg while twisting and turning.
This person seemed to know that his right leg was a flaw, so he tried his best to cover it up. However, the leg was seriously injured, and no matter how he covered it up, it was still visible.
Baili thought of someone who also had a leg injury...
However, she could not reconcile the figure of the neighbor apprentice sweeping the floor with the fierce killer in front of her.
It was as if the two figures, one bright and one dark, were full of contradictions.
Baili's expression became complicated.
At this moment, she saw the spies take off their handguns from their waists and aim them at the figure, and she immediately exclaimed: "Be careful, there are crossbows!"
The battlefield suddenly became quiet. Chen Ji held the spy's arm and blocked the body in front of him. He showed half of his face behind the spy's drooping head and quietly looked at the crossbows in the spies' hands.
The spy's lung was pierced and he was coughing up blood foam weakly.
The spy coughing up blood and the calm assassin hiding behind him to avoid crossbows, one still and one moving, yet extremely cruel and mysterious.
Bai Li looked at this scene and felt that the answer in her heart was a little uncertain again... In her impression, the person smiled as if he would never say a harsh word. Even when questioned, he would just lower his head and remain silent without refuting.
At this moment, the spies wanted to find an opportunity to fire the crossbow, but they found that they could not find the shooting angle at all.
During the stalemate, the spy who was coughing up blood finally closed his eyes. His hand that had raised the knife slowly dropped, and the long knife slipped out of his hand.
Chen Ji dropped the short knife and caught the falling long knife.
While he was taking the knife, a crossbow arrow shot towards the half of Chen Ji's face with a whoosh.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled, but they saw Chen Ji just tilted his head slightly to avoid the crossbow arrow. By the time the crossbow arrow hit the wall behind him, Chen Ji's head had tilted back again, still hiding behind the dead spy, staring at everyone calmly.
Just as the spy was trying to restring the crossbow, Chen Ji pushed the spy's body and rushed forward, shooting crossbow arrows, which either hit the body or missed.
Get close!
Chen Ji dropped the corpse and slipped out from behind it, fighting against four spies alone. From time to time, the spies' long swords would break with a sound.
The spies had never felt so powerless. The assassin in front of them seemed to have no flaws. Every move he made was fully protected and his defense was as solid as a rock.
Even though four people surrounded him, they couldn't find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
Not to mention a fatal blow, their blades could only cut Chen's clothes at best, without leaving even a wound.
The spies didn't know what kind of swordsmanship this was. There were only a few famous swordsmanship techniques in the world, and this kind of swordsmanship that was so impenetrable that it was impossible to penetrate it was unheard of.
Little did he know that when Chen Ji was fighting with Feng Huai, any slight flaw would be seized by the opponent, and one flaw would mean his death again.
This kind of crazy extreme training resulted in Chen Ji first learning defense instead of offense.
Only by not dying can you attack.
The spy who was holding Bai Li clamped the knife on Bai Li's neck and said: "Put down your knife, or I will kill her now.
But Chen Ji seemed to be deaf, and continued to fight with the spy as usual, without stopping the long sword in his hand.
The spy froze. Sending the princess to the inner prison was one thing, but killing her here was another.
He gritted his teeth, suddenly let go of the princess, and went to support his colleagues with a knife.
Baili was no longer restrained, but she didn't run away. She just stood there in a daze, anxiously reminding him: "Watch out behind you!
The spy who came to support him slashed at Chen Ji's back with a diagonal knife.
Upon hearing the reminder, Chen Ji turned around suddenly, with the knife in hand!
But then the two long swords collided head-on. Chen Ji turned his wrist, and the blade in his hand went upstream, rubbing against the blade of the spy, sparks flew.
The spy was blinded by the sparks, and before he could react, Chen Ji's long knife slashed from his arm to his neck with a backhand strike!
Blood splattered!
Chen Ji looked at Bai Li and the prince and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and don't hold us back here!"
The prince was about to say that they should go together, but Baili pursed his lips and pulled him over the wall: "Let's go, we can't help him here, it will only make him
He's distracted! He can only leave if we leave!
"oh oh,"
The prince quickly turned around and ran away.
A spy wanted to chase him, but was chopped down by Chen Ji with a knife.
He bent down with his sword across his shoulders, blocking the courtyard wall and coldly blocking all the spies.
Blood kept dripping from the blade, and the smooth surface of the blade reflected the blood-red moonlight in the sky.
When the prince climbed over the wall, Baili, riding on the wall, looked back with a dusty face. She thought of the people who had escaped from the martial arts world, and then looked at the backs of the bloody battle in front of her, and said with a complicated expression: "Be careful!
After saying that, she turned around, jumped off the wall and ran away.
The courtyard became quiet, with only three spies left, forming a fan shape to block Chen Ji firmly under the courtyard wall. They slowly changed their steps, trying to find Chen Ji's flaws, but they couldn't find any.
Just when they thought they could hold out until reinforcements arrived, Chen Ji took the initiative to fight.
Once, when Chen Ji was fighting with Feng Huai, he would feel depressed every time he died.
But now he understood that the swordsmanship he had reviewed at the cost of countless deaths was his reward.
The four figures crossed each other, and the knife in Chen Ji's hand flashed like crescent moons, cutting off the knives of three people and also cutting off their necks.
Chen Ji bent down, panting, picked up the dagger he had just thrown on the ground and hid it in his sleeve.
Instead of running away, he turned around and climbed back up the ladder to the roof.
Chen Ji limped to the roof, lay on it and quietly observed the situation in Hongyi Lane.
In Hongyi Lane, countless disheveled clients and girls were driven out of the brothel by spies.
Chen Ji's eyes searched for the figure of Manager Yuan in the crowd. The handover of goods was the most important thing tonight, and it was impossible for the other party not to come and watch it in person.
However, as he watched buildings being cleared out one after another and everyone being driven to the bluestone road of Hongyi Lane, he still couldn't find Manager Yuan.
wrong.
The scene before him was completely different from what Chen Ji had expected.
There was no chaos in Hongyi Lane. No one tried to break through the Secret Service's defenses, nor did anyone engage in combat with them. Even the Jiefan Guards that Jinzhu had specially transferred from the Mengjin Camp were of no use!
Lin Chaoqing wore a bamboo hat and sat calmly on his horse: "Master Jinzhu, it seems that you are no different from Jiaotu and Yunyang. However, you are luckier. You did not have to open the coffin of your father, the current cabinet minister. I am in charge of the Jiefan Guard of the Criminal Department, and the Yulong Guard is the direct guard of the inner court. Yet, I have to follow you and bear the infamy every day."
"Don't worry,"
The Golden Pig jumped off the horse with a smile, grabbed a middle-aged man who was about to escape, and asked kindly: "What's your name?"
“The villain Wu Dongliang.
"What do you do for a living?
"I am a tax collector in Xin'an County"
Golden Pig raised his eyebrows: "Just a tax collector, why did you run away just now..."
At this point, Jinzhu had already realized why the other party ran away.
The laws of the Ning Dynasty prohibited officials from visiting prostitutes. It was okay if they went to places like Qingyin Xiaoban, but if they were caught in places like Hongyi Lane, they would be immediately dismissed and investigated.
This law was established by Emperor Ning in his early years. Until now, everyone has turned a blind eye to it, but occasionally there are officials who are unlucky enough to be reported and lose their official positions.
Jin Zhu cursed in his heart and told his secret agent to verify the man's identity immediately. Then he came to a middle-aged man and asked, "What do you do?"
"Your Excellency, I am a Huizhou merchant. I came to Luocheng to buy some furs to sell in the south. This is my travel permit."
Jinzhu took the pass from the other party and knew at a glance that the other party had just arrived in Los Angeles tonight.
He said with a wry smile: "Check, check the identities of everyone and see if there are any suspicious people."
At this moment, Jin Zhu's heart had slowly sunk to the bottom of the valley. He had not expected that he would capsize in the ditch... What went wrong?
The spies began to check everyone. These people were either Hui merchants in the south or Shanxi merchants in the north, as well as street vendors and leaders of small gangs in Luocheng. Everyone could clearly answer their origins, and there were no signs of forgery in their household registrations and travel permits.
Chen Ji watched silently.
Aside from the two men in black he had just killed on the rooftop, no one present looked like Manager Yuan's spy!
Are these people disguising themselves too well?
No, no, Chen Ji searched in Hongyi Lane, but found that the Hongyi Lane madam and Miss Yan'er were not there either!
Someone must have tipped off the Golden Pig's actions in advance!
That's why the madam and Yan'er ran away so early!
Chen Ji suddenly remembered something. When the coachman Si Cao was interrogating him at Bailu Pavilion, he had mentioned that he knew exactly what evidence Yunyang and Jiaotu had taken from Liu Shiyu's house. There was also an undercover agent hiding with Jinzhu!
This undercover agent can not only view the evidence of the Secret Service, but also has the authority to know about tonight's operation.
Chen Ji believed that given Jin Zhu's cautiousness, he would be extremely careful to ensure that nothing went wrong, but the news still leaked out.
Who is
At this moment, the Golden Pig suddenly turned his head and looked at the roof; "Who is there to catch him!"
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