Chapter 0177 Killing into prosperity
Li Luoshui and Xiao Yuhuan are ready, accompanied by Zhuo Yin and Song Jia to sit in the main hall.
Zhuo Fan looked at my mother with great interest and thought it was very interesting. According to the tiger's mother's temper, she should never be so amiable. It was reasonable to quarrel with her, but she and Li Luoshui were like sisters.
Zhuo Yin, who had always been calm, could not hide his separation. In order to hide his embarrassment, he asked Zhuo Bufan, "Everything has been arranged properly."
"Well, Dad, don't worry, my dragon army has all entered the city, and we are not afraid even if it is hard." Zhuo's extraordinary plan is very simple to take the two women out of the city with a carriage before the gate is closed. Of course, this requires a lot of hands, and now I have 3600 dragons, as long as they block Jinyiwei and the governor. When the people of the house entered the downtown, how did they chase them?
"I'm just afraid that you will be tough. If you don't have to, no, you can't fight. Now the war is tight, and the treacherous ministers in the court have gained power. If this situation occurs at this time, it is equivalent to handing over the court to Zhou Zijin. Then Dahua is over." Zhuo Yin stared and told him.
"I know, I know, don't worry, I'll block them with people and never do anything, that's it." Zhuo Fan said with a smile.
At this time, the capital has just entered the night, and the north city is relatively quiet, but the south city is brightly lit, and the night market in the capital is also very famous. On several main streets, under the reflection of the lights of shops on both sides, the bustling crowd is no less than during the day. The vendors, the second-rate with erratic eyes, the evil young man who provokes flowers and grass, and the / spring/loving girl who hopes to meet the lover, are interpreting countless stories in this capital of Dahua.
The gate of the left prime minister's mansion suddenly opened, and a carriage slowly walked out. Zhuo Fan followed leisurely with Zhou Tong, a flower and more than 20 relatives. It seemed that he was going to Nancheng to visit the night market.
Before they walked out of the street, several brocade guards greeted them. Now they all recognize Zhuo extraordinary, but they still bravely blocked the way and bowed and asked, "So late, where is the general going?"
"Huh? How? If you haven't been in the capital for a few days, is it possible that you can't go out now? Do I have to report to you where I'm going?" Zhuo Fan immediately shouted angrily.
The man wiped his forehead with a cold sweat and said carefully, "This..., the general doesn't know that there have been assassins in the capital recently, so the north city has strengthened its vigilance, but if someone walks around, I have to check it. This is a business, and the general, please understand."
Zhuo Fan stared and said angrily, "What? Do you mean that I can't carry assassins in this carriage, and I still want to search my car? Get out of here, don't make me angry!"
While talking, a number of guards hugged forward and pushed several brocade guards to the side of the road, and the carriage continued to move forward slowly.
Those brocade guards stared with big eyes. They stayed here to keep an eye on the left prime minister's mansion. Now the carriage is obviously a little strange, but they dare not stop them. They can only run away separately, presumably to ask for instructions and report. And those governors dare not stop it.
"Bad boy, it's majestic enough now, but don't be proud. I'm afraid there's still trouble ahead." Song Jia's voice came from the car, and Mrs. Left Lady was actually in the car.
"Hey, what is this? It's called majestic when Mrs. Ming made a scene at the noon gate. Wait a minute, it's up to your majesty." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile. Mom Song Jia is an insurance arranged.
"This time, it's really troublesome for you, sister, you're so kind." Li Luoshui's voice came out, and she and Xiao Yuhuan were naturally in the car.
"Look at what you said, if it hadn't been for you, Xiao Yin and I wouldn't have been able to go together. If we couldn't keep my sister's integrity this time, my sister would have been in vain." Song Jia said sincerely.
Only then did Zhuo Bfan understand in his heart that it seems that his father and mother are also very story-telling people.
People were walking rapidly on both sides of the streets, following Zhuofan, who were the people of the Dragon Army. Out of the North City, the brigade of the Dragon Army could meet them.
In front is the last narrow street, with two-story pavilions on both sides, which are high-end shops. Unlike Nancheng, these shops have been closed at this moment, and only dim lights can only be seen occasionally flashing in some pavilions.
The south gate of the north city in front of him can be seen, but he has not met the obstruction, which makes Zhuo extraordinary a little strange. According to reason, Zhou Zijin's people should not be so easy to give up.
Suddenly, a little noise flashed in Zhuo's ears, and his hair instinctively stood up. At this time, a flower had rushed out with angrily and went straight to a pavilion on one side.
"Jump~~", a dense bow string sounded, dozens of crossbows nailed the carriage at a speed that could not be reacted at all, the curtain of the carriage shook, and there were two tragic hums in the car.
"No!" Zhuo Fan's eyes cracked and roared into the carriage. At this time, several people had been thrown down from one side of the pavilion and fell on the ground and twitched.
The guards have removed the cloth covers of the dragon and aimed at the buildings on both sides. Zhou Tong also jumped into the carriage and blocked the car with his own body.
In the carriage, Li Luo's water was pale, and a crossbow was nailed to her shoulder and almost came out of her shoulder, but she didn't seem to care at all, because in her arms, Song Jia's eyes were distracted, a crossbow passed through her chest, and her whole body was almost unconscious.
Zhuo Bufan knelt in the car, his hands trembled and he didn't even dare to touch his mother who was talking and laughing just now. Suddenly, he shouted, "Kill, kill me!"
Outside the car, the guards who received the order immediately pulled the trigger, and several crossbows swept over the top of their heads without follow-up. In the continuous explosion of the dragon, people kept falling from the pavilions on both sides, and a flower also swept out of the pavilion and returned to the car to guard. Soon, the sound of the dragon sword on both sides of the streets also sounded. The dragon troops who followed the cover heard the order of gunfire and immediately judged the situation and surrounded the street from both sides.
Zhuo Fan jumped to Song Jia's side, and there were bursts of pain in his heart. He was careless. He did not estimate the possibility of Zhou Zijin taking risks and underestimated their determination to get rid of Zhuo Yin's faction. What makes me feel guilty and regret the most is the idea I thought of, and let my mother cover it up! Now it has become a big mistake.
"Flower~~, flower~~~~", Zhuo Fan suddenly shouted.
A branch of flowers flashed on the car. When I saw this scene, I was stunned. Then I touched the embroidery needle, stopped the blood from Song Jia's chest, and said, "Exordinary, Grandma Tong!"
Zhuo Fan suddenly realized that Grandma Tong was in the street next to her, and she should be killing those killers at this moment. Zhou Tong rushed out without waiting for Zhuo Fan to finish shouting, ignoring the flying projectiles on both sides and occasionally shooting crossbows with no head, and rushed to the other side of the street.
At this time, Song Jia coughed violently and opened her eyes, and the injury on her chest made it difficult for her to breathe. Seeing Zhuo Bufan, who was already full of tears in front of him, a blush flashed on Song Jia's face, tremblingly stretched out his hand, stroked Zhuo Bufan's cheek and said with difficulty, "The man can't shed tears. His mother can't do it anymore. He promised his mother to take good care of your father. He is just too stubborn. I have been thinking about Dahua all my life, but I haven't thought about it for myself. This time, this time he was wrong, you, you..."
With that, Song Jia's breathing was short, and the blush on her face became more obvious.