Chapter 229 His Favorite Wife Out of the water!
Zhao Zheng gasped for air, his ears were buzzing, but there seemed to be a strange sound.
Out of caution, he looked towards the source of the sound.
The vague shout gradually became clearer.
"There are assassins!"
"Your Majesty, let's go!"
How could there be assassins here?
In the chaos, Zhao Zheng saw that Su Yu had handed over the Queen Mother to others and dived again.
Soon, a ball of red exploded in the lake. Whose blood was that?
Zhao Zheng held Jiang He with one hand and paddled the water with the other. After the blood dispersed, a man in black rolled out of the water and floated.
The man's neck was cut open by Su Yu and he died.
Su Yu is still underwater. Obviously, there is more than one assassin underwater.
He suddenly understood why Jiang He didn't let him come.
Today's trap of house collapse seems to be for the queen at first glance, but it is actually set for the king.
She is so smart, she must have thought of it.
But she clearly doesn't know her own weight yet.
I don't know what his feelings are for her.
If, if only one of them can survive, look at the sun tomorrow and grow up with A Qian.
He hoped it was her.
Zhao Zheng lifted Jiang He up, and finally someone rowed the remaining boat and approached.
"Your Majesty!" Li Wenzhou reached out on the boat and grabbed Jiang He's arm.
"Save the queen quickly."
Zhao Zheng sent Jiang He up, and suddenly felt his legs sink, and his whole body sank into the deep water uncontrollably.
Someone pulled his legs and dragged him underwater.
That person is obviously very good at water and is also better at underwater fighting.
Zhao Zheng struggled suddenly. The harder he struggled, the more breath he had hidden in his chest and lungs consumed.
He simply stopped moving and allowed the assassin to pull him down.
As expected, the assassin thought he had fainted and swam over to take a closer look, but Zhao Zheng grabbed him by the throat.
Trapped beasts still fighting.
Today, he is a wild beast trapped by gangsters.
Zhao Zheng wrapped his arms around the man's neck, but he had no strength as both of them were sinking into the water, someone suddenly swam in front of them.
The man was as nimble as a fish, holding a dagger in both hands.
When he saw Zhao Zheng, he rushed over quickly and killed the assassin with one knife.
Then he handed the dagger to Zhao Zheng's hand, put his arm around Zhao Zheng's shoulders, and led him upstream.
After the sound of water, there is clear sunlight and chaotic noise.
After wiping the water off his face, Zhao Zheng recognized the young man who saved him.
Although the young man is still childish, his eyes are dazzling.
It's Zheng Ling.
The son of Zheng Xinguan, the son of the man who built the canal, he grew up soaking in the water.
"Your Majesty!" Zheng Ling looked a little nervous, "The common people are late."
"Why are you here?" Zhao Zheng asked.
"The Zong Manager sent me to hide near the waterside pavilion," Zheng Ling said. "He said he was a little worried about something happening here in Xiaojiu Lake, but he couldn't do anything without any evidence, so he asked me to guard him. If something happened, it would be nice to have someone to take care of him. .”
There was no reason to worry about something happening to Xiao Jiuhu.
It seems Zongjun found something.
"I saw that the waterside pavilion collapsed. I wanted to save people, but they were blocked by assassins. It was too late. However, the grassroots brought many people who know how to swim, and those assassins will not survive!"
Zheng Ling continued to explain.
Zhao Zheng no longer talks to Zheng Ling.
His face suddenly turned pale, and he swam hard to the shore.
"Jiang He!"
Not caring about changing his clothes, not asking about the enemy, and even forgetting to care about the Queen Mother, Zhao Zheng went straight to find Jiang He.
He walked so fast that his soaked hem shook out clumps of water droplets.
The ground was covered with Li Wenzhou's coat, and Jiang He lay on it, closing his eyes tightly.
"Ah He..." Zhao Zheng half-knelt on the ground and hugged Jiang He into his arms.
She was so cold, as if she were made of ice.
But she is soft, she is not dead!
Zhao Zheng touched Jiang He's pulse with his fingers carefully, as if the white skin could declare his own life or death.
At first, there was silence on her wrist.
Zhao Zheng pressed it reluctantly and finally felt a pulse.
"Not dead!" He raised his head and looked at Li Wenzhou, "Ah He is not dead!"
Li Wenzhou raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears and said, "Reporting to your majesty, the queen is just in a coma. I have sent someone to go to the imperial doctor."
"Are there no doctors here?" Zhao Zheng picked up Jiang He, his expression on the verge of collapse.
"Slave, please prepare the carriage and horses now." Li Wenzhou stood up and said, "Take the queen back so that you can always see the imperial doctor earlier."
I heard that many carriages were broken need to find a stable car.
As soon as Li Wenzhou left, a meek-looking chamberlain arrived.
Zhao Gao was deep in the dense forest and could see the situation clearly.
He may have lost.
Although the waterside pavilion collapsed, the assassins failed to kill Zhao Zheng and were intercepted by the guards brought by Su Yu and Zheng Ling.
But there may be a glimmer of hope for him.
As long as he gets close to Zhao Zheng and lets Zhao Zheng die, he can accomplish his goal.
Zhao Gao sneaked out.
Everyone's attention was still on the assassin in the water. They didn't wonder how the water pavilion collapsed, and no one discovered the corpses in the dense forest.
Li Tonggu's men were all dead, including the men who turned the winches.
No one knew he did it.
All he had to do was return to the king and speak eloquently, and he could still complete the task.
"The queen is drowning?" Pretending to be nervous, Zhao Gao approached Zhao Zhengdao, "Someone in my hometown is drowning and unconscious. I need to punch several acupuncture points on my back to draw out the water."
There was a mess all around, and the monarch was even more this time, it seems that saving people is more important than status.
"Where to shoot?" Zhao Zheng looked at Zhao Gao and said, "You said, come and shoot alone."
He put Jiang He on the ground and supported her back.
"Here -" he said, approaching Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Gao gestured with one hand and dropped his other hand in his sleeve.
In that hand, there was a dagger.
The dagger was covered with blood and sealed its throat.
It is a tree from the south that seals its throat when it sees blood.
The sap is milky white, and as long as it comes into contact with wounds, it can paralyze the heart of the poisoned person, coagulate the blood, and eventually suffocate to death.
Zhao Gao estimated the distance.
There is no need to worry about the queen anymore.
As long as Zhao Zheng is stabbed, he can get revenge.
Many scenes passed through his mind.
The despair of his whole family being killed when he was a child, the hardship of begging in the streets to survive, the sweetness of rice and porridge given by Mi Fuchu, and the pain of entering the King Yong's Palace and purifying himself.
Zhao Gao originally hoped that the Yong Kingdom would be destroyed.
So for so many years with Zhao Zheng, he never exposed himself.
If the Yong Kingdom is destroyed, he can return to the Chu Kingdom safely.
But now Chu State is world is so big that there is no place for him.
Then he would take revenge, stabbing his enemy into the body with his sword, and finish him off once and for all.
Zhao Gao approached Zhao Zheng. When Zhao Zheng relaxed his vigilance for the only time because of Jiang He's coma, he got closer to him, and then got closer.
Just as he was about to hand out the poisoned dagger, a hoarse voice suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
The voice was loud and urgent as if his liver and gallbladder were splitting apart.
The person who shouted this voice was still outside the crowd and did not squeeze in.
But this sound alerted Zhao Zheng.
He subconsciously waved his sleeves and struck Zhao Gao with a palm.
Zhao Gao staggered and fell backward, and the person who was shouting had already arrived in front of him.
That was Zongjun who came from Kyoto.
"Catch him! Catch him!" Zongjun hissed.
Su Yu, who had just finished taking care of the assassin, climbed out of the water and immediately held down Zhao Gao.
"This slave just wants to help."
Zhao Gao defended himself as he quietly hid the dagger back in his sleeve pocket.
"You shouldn't be helping here," Zongjun said. "Today is the day of the big sacrifice. The manager arranged for you to be on duty in the palace. But you sneaked out and came to the king. What's your intention?"
He kept staring at Zhao Gao, but he had no other reason except to find that Zhao Gao secretly went to see Li Tonggu.
Out of caution, Zhao Gao was specially kept in the palace today and was not allowed to go out.
But he came out and came before His Majesty.
"No need to waste any words." In the midst of the chaos, Zhao Zheng said in a deep voice, "Self-search."
The dagger was quickly found.
Until then, Zhao Gaocai looked gloomy and became silent.
His hands were trembling and his knees were sore. He was not as heroic as he had been when he assassinated the king.
"Pull them down, find out the details of those assassins, and search all over Jiutong Mountain." Zhao Zheng picked up Jiang He and walked towards the carriage.
When he reached the carriage, he looked around and asked, "How is the queen mother?"
Li Wenzhou responded loudly: "Everything is well with Her Majesty the Queen Mother, please rest assured."
This is to show Zhao Zheng's filial piety.
But Zhao Zheng obviously doesn't care about this.
He held Jiang He in his arms and drove towards Kyoto amidst the bumps of the carriage.
Her breathing was so light, soft and fragile in his arms.
(End of this chapter)