Chapter 227: Bloodshed and Resentment
Donggua's eyes turned red when he saw Wei Qingyan, "Save...save the young master, the bad guys...the young master is unconscious...the carriage..."
Wei Qingyan roughly understood the situation from Donggua's intermittent and messy words.
After the two men left the city, they were knocked unconscious by someone with great martial arts skills. When he woke up, the two were on the carriage returning to Beijing, and Gong Jin was still unconscious.
Gong Jin is better at fighting than Donggua. Donggua can wake up, but Gong Jin is still unconscious, which means he may have been drugged again.
Donggua wanted to take Gong Jin away, but was discovered by the enemy and seriously injured. Donggua knew that he was no match for the thieves, so he pretended to be dead, thinking that after the people left, he could find Wei Qingyan to rescue Gong Jin.
Perhaps the thieves looked down on the servant, or perhaps Donggua pretended to be dead and thus escaped.
But Donggua didn't know who had captured them or where Gong Jin had been taken.
Anxiety and pain made his face pale as paper. He begged, "Save the young master... Master, save the young master..."
"Master promised Donggua that he would rescue Jin'er. Don't be afraid, Donggua. Master is here."
Wei Qingyan gently stroked his head, "Donggua, think about it again, did they say anything?"
Donggua's breath was weak and he seemed to be about to faint at any time. His mind was also confused. After being comforted by Wei Qingyan, he forced himself to calm down.
After a moment, he remembered what he had heard someone say when he first woke up, and repeated it, "Really... let him... do whatever he wants? He's been causing trouble since he came to Beijing... I'm really worried... that he'll get me killed.
Wei Qingyan chewed over these two sentences in his heart and said through gritted teeth, "Prince Jing, it must be him."
But where would he hide Gong Jin?
He had captured Gong Jin and was determined to find a way to see him, but tonight she saw that he looked calm...
Is there a secret passage in Prince Jing's mansion?
The little ghost has been with the late emperor for many years. The late emperor dug secret passages in the palace. Will he also learn to do the same?
After all, before he came to Beijing, he had asked the previous emperor's secret guards to return to Beijing. If that were the case, Wang Chen and the secret guards might not be able to keep an eye on the little ghost.
Wei Qingyan turned to look at Dong Zang, "Where is the man who threatened you hiding? Dong Zang, tell me, and I will repay you for this favor."
Dongzang's face turned pale instantly.
General Wei knew that he had seen that person! This was Dong Zang’s first reaction.
Does the prince also know about this?
He twisted his neck inch by inch and looked at Shi Yu. Shi Yu also said, "This king will also remember your kindness."
"I dare not."
Dong Zang slumped to his knees and said, "I really don't know where they are hiding, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find my family until now."
He had never thought that King Jing would dare to cause trouble as soon as he arrived in Beijing.
After listening to what Donggua and Wei Qingyan said, he also realized that the person who arrested him was most likely King Jing.
If it was King Jing, then the ones who captured people for King Jing must be the old secret guards of the previous emperor, because apart from those old secret guards, there were not many people with good skills around King Jing.
He knew very well how important Gong Jin was in Wei Qingyan's heart, and General Wei treated the child as his own son.
He also did not want Gong Jin to be harmed by King Jing, so he no longer cared about anything else and said truthfully, "I only know that the man is called Du Liu, a secret guard of the previous emperor, and he is the leader of the old secret guards who are still alive.
He used to contact his subordinates, and they always arranged to meet in the west of the city. Perhaps he was staying there, but I have tried to find him over the years and have not found him.
The west of the city is a civilian area, where densely populated people live. If you want to look for someone door to door, it will probably take several days and nights.
Wei Qingyan couldn't wait, nor did he dare to wait. What if there really was a secret passage in Prince Jing's Mansion, and that little devil got out of the secret passage, Gong Jin would be in great danger.
She said urgently, "Describe his appearance."
Shi Yu immediately understood what she was going to do. He hurriedly took out paper and pen, sharpened the brush, and according to Dong Zang's description, he quickly sketched the face of an old man on the paper.
Wei Qingyan took the portrait and went to the nearest room.
He sat cross-legged in the room, drawing talismans with his fingers.
She wants to draw blood and cause resentment!
Make a deal with the ghost!
Gong Jin has a talisman to ward off evil spirits in his body, so since she can't let Gui Yuan help her find Gong Jin through the portrait, then she can look for this secret guard named Du Liu...
In a small courtyard in the west of the city.
King Jing looked at the unconscious Gong Jin on the bed and asked Du Liu, who was standing beside him, "Why haven't you woken up yet?"
Du Liu replied, "He woke up once on the way here. My subordinates were worried he might make a noise, so they drugged him."
"Wake him up! I don't like playing with wood." King Jing's fingers lightly scratched Gong Jin's porcelain-white face. "Tsk, a man with such good skin, his body must be pretty good too."
The evil thoughts in his eyes were not concealed at all.
Du Liu looked embarrassed, lowered his eyes, and asked, "Your Highness, Gong Mingcheng is the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple and is close to Prince Rong. Do you really want to touch this guy?
If they find out that it was you who did it, will it affect your great cause?"
He tried to persuade her, "Why don't you wait a little longer? Once your great cause is accomplished, the whole world will be yours. You won't have to worry about not getting this kid."
"When is it your turn to comment on what I do?"
Prince Jing's eyes showed a hint of violence and impatience, "What's a mere Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple? If the Gong family hadn't been so close to Prince Rong, I might have spared their lives in the future.
Shi Yu has been stealing my identity for so many years, how can I tolerate anyone close to him? What if a bunch of idiots guessed it was me who did it?
Isn't it still possible to search the house under the pretext of looking for the Flying Thief?
How could those idiots have imagined that I had someone build a secret passage in Prince Jing's mansion three years ago? How could they easily discover the secret passage I had set up? "
"But if they can't find you, they'll definitely keep an eye on Prince Jing's Mansion. What if they discover you're not here..."
The little ghost sneered and interrupted Du Liu, "If you can't even find someone to pretend to be me and rest in my mansion, what use is there for me to have you?
Wake him up and go guard outside. Don't spoil my pleasure. I didn't keep you here to tell me what to do."
Du Liu's old face turned red after being scolded. Knowing that it was useless to say more, he could only take a porcelain bottle and shake it in front of Gong Jin's nose, then left the room.
"Awake?" The little ghost looked at Gong Jin who had opened his eyes.
"Who are you?" Gong Jin's head felt heavy. He wanted to shake it to make himself more awake, but he found that his head weighed a thousand pounds. His hands were tied behind his back, and his feet were also tied.
He had no choice but to close his eyes tightly and then open them again to see the person in front of him clearly.
"Guess who I am?" The little ghost saw his ignorant look and suddenly wanted to tease him.
Gong Jin remembered that he was knocked unconscious on the way to Zhuangzi.
Now that he is tied up like this, the situation is very bad.
Hearing the man in front of him call himself "the king", he blinked and blinked again. He remembered that a few days ago, when he heard An Yuanhou and his master chatting, he mentioned that King Jing was about to return to the capital.
Prince Jing was Aunt Wanyi's husband. His mother was not close to Aunt Wanyi, and he had only met Prince Jing once, on the day they got married.
Now, six or seven years have passed, and I only vaguely remember that he was a gentle-looking man. But the face of the man in front of me has nothing to do with gentleness, and there is a sense of evil in his eyebrows and eyes.
He really doesn't look like the King Jing in my impression.
But the tone his master used when he mentioned King Jing was full of disgust.
Anyone who is disliked by the master is definitely not a good person. In other words, the person in front of him might really be King Jing.
"I can't guess it, would you be willing to tell me your name?" Gong Jin's face was full of sincerity.
The little ghost was slightly stunned, "Benefactor?"
Gong Jin's eyes sparkled. "You saved me from the bad guys, so you are my benefactor. I will definitely repay you in the future."
"Why do you think I saved you instead of kidnapping you?" asked the little ghost.
Gong Jin affirmed, "That's impossible. Your benefactor has a kind face and looks just like the gods I read in storybooks. How could he tie me up?
You must have rescued me after you discovered I was kidnapped by bad guys, right?"
benign countenance?
immortal?
It was the first time that the little ghost heard someone praise him like this. He suddenly burst into laughter and found it quite interesting. He asked, "Does the book say that if someone saves your life, you should repay them with your own body?"
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