My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 3 Emperor Xian Liu Xie
Wish you justice?
The 'wishes' on that token?
A brief moment of doubt flashed through his mind. Su Chen's current state made him feel strange, as if he was holding the lives and deaths of many people. He looked at the three assassins over there again, with a look of power in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth Grinning.

"Keep one alive and kill the rest!"

"promise!"

The knight in Tsing Yi in the shed responded. He raised the spear he was leaning on, and the figure with the cupped hand suddenly drew an afterimage. The assassin's body fell down with his forward steps. He picked up the dagger on the ground with his toes and flew towards Thirteen. The fighting assassins, while hitting the opponent's wrist, jumped into the air, and used the force of their feet to step on the shed pillar——

The third and fourth assassins were still fighting with the soldiers. One of them turned around when he heard the noise. The figure in Tsing Yi, half covered with blood, instantly closed the distance, and a long spear appeared in his field of vision.

——Not a word!
The sound of the gunshot broke through the fabric and flesh, and penetrated directly into the abdomen of the No. 3 assassin. He pushed forward suddenly, and the entire gun handle 'popped' through, and was shot out from behind the opponent, and flew towards the fourth person with all his strength.

The blood-stained gun head reflected the scorching sun. Zhu Gongdao ran towards the No. 4 assassin, catching up with the flying spear on the way. He grabbed the handle of the gun with one hand and flicked the gun with his wrist.

——Praise for a moment!
The assassin kicked the approaching soldier away, and with a cold light in his hand, the dagger in his hand met the spearhead.

next moment.

The shadow of the gun shook out the metallic luster, and the dagger flew away, and then landed on the assassin's chest and ragged clothes, causing countless hissing sounds.

The assassin's body was shaking continuously, rags were flying in the sky, and more than a dozen gun shadows paused for a moment. He fell straight back to the ground, plasma leached from his mouth, and his chest was a bloody mess and sunken inward.

"This person is actually a sixth grade..."

The surrounding soldiers looked at the figure in green standing with a gun between the two corpses in surprise, and then were dragged back to reality by Su Chen's voice. Su Chen hugged Su Congfang on the ground and pressed hard on the wound on his abdomen.

"Someone help me and send my father back home quickly!"

When Su Yong, who was patrolling in the distance, heard the news, he rushed here with the refugees crowded in. His face was full of anxiety. As he ran, he kept giving orders, asking his subordinates to find the nearest doctor, or to maintain the order. Order, or take away the assassin who hurt his hand, etc.

Not long after, Su Congfang was carried into the carriage by two soldiers, who used the trauma medicine they brought with them to apply pressure on the wound, and hurried back to the Hou Mansion.

After the chaos passed, Su Chen trembled slightly, and the merit bar in his mind suddenly appeared again, but this time the merit bar required was as high as [-].

'The feeling just now was quite worthwhile. '

Now that he came back to his senses, he was worried again. He saw with his own eyes that Su Congfang was stabbed twice. The wounds were very deep and there was a lot of blood. He didn't know if he could survive it.

He is the backbone of the entire Su family. If there are any shortcomings, the Hou Mansion will definitely undergo a big change.

"Third Young Master!" Thirteen's voice woke up Su Chen. He nodded towards the guard, and then looked at the figure in green who was walking towards him holding a spear.

"I wish you justice to meet the Third Young Master!" The man knelt down half-kneeling and raised his hands.

This startled Thirteen. He knew that the Third Young Master had a high status in front of some libertines, idle men, and people from all walks of life in the city, but he often followed him around, but he had never seen the Third Young Master accept such a person.

Su Chen didn't ask too much, just asked the man named Zhu Gongdao to get up.

"Follow me back home first, and we'll talk later."

He picked up the token left on the ground and put it into his sleeve. Under the protection of Shisan and Zhu Gongdao, he got into the carriage and entered the city, walking through the streets and alleys.

Back at the Hou Mansion, the atmosphere at home became tense. From time to time, maids passed by in the backyard carrying blood.

From a distance, Su Chen saw his mother being supported by her personal maid Chunmei, nervously guarding the closed door. Two steps away, it was the eldest brother Su Yong who kept sighing and patting the back of his sister-in-law Su Huan's hand; Far away, the second brother Su Lie seemed to have just arrived back. He was yelling for Su Yong to explain to him, but he stopped when the second sister-in-law pulled him away.

There were also relatives who came after hearing the news. A group of people looked sad, or yelled at the assassin, and then they all stayed here to guard.

Perhaps hearing the footsteps, Su Huan saw Su Chen walking down the corridor and quietly reminded her husband.

"Uncle is back."

"Father, how are you?" Su Chen changed his expression from before in the mansion and led Shisan and Zhu Gongdao over to ask in a low voice.

Su Yong didn't notice the change in this younger brother and replied: "The doctor is treating him."

When he saw Zhu Gongdao, he raised his hands and thanked him, and then called a maid to get a basin of water to wash the hands of Su Chen and Zhu Gongdao.

"There is another assassin who has been captured. He will be interrogated in the mansion later. We want to see who instigated them to attack our Su Mansion." Su Lie clapped his knees and gritted his teeth and shouted. He is good at martial arts and has reached the sixth level. He has been following Su Congfang on errands these past few days, but he didn't go there today, and something like this happened. How could he not be angry?

After a few curse words, there was another brief silence.

After a while, the closed door creaked open, and the maid serving inside came out to change the water. Her eyes were red, and she had obviously cried secretly inside. When she saw the looks of everyone, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and comforted the mistress. A few words, saying that Mr. Hou will be fine.

After waiting for a long time, the westward sun shone with rays of light hanging on the eaves.

The concierge finally opened completely, and the doctor who came out was the most skilled in medicine in the city, and he did not dare to slack off at all. When he came out, his face was full of fatigue.

"The old lady, the prince, the two young masters, and the marquis were seriously injured. One knife was on the waist, and the other on the chest almost pierced the atrium, and the murder weapon was coated with poison... Fortunately, the marquis was strong and managed to hold on. He is currently losing blood. It’s too much and I’m still falling asleep, but…”

"But what?" The old woman grabbed Chunmei's hand and asked nervously.

"But if I can wake up tonight...if I can't...I'm afraid my life is in danger."

The doctor had obviously tried his best. Su Yong thanked her and asked the steward to take him to collect the reward. Su Chen pursed his lips and did not speak. He just pressed his mother's shoulder and tried to give her some comfort.

"Mom knows... Mom won't be weak... You guys should go down and have a rest. Mom alone is enough here."

The woman swayed, stood up slowly, and was helped into the room by Chunmei. She sat quietly by the bed, guarding the sleeping figure on the couch, holding her husband's hand, and shed tears little by little. of falling.

The setting sun creates magnificent clouds on the horizon.

At this time, there was not much chaos in the Su Mansion. As the crown prince, Su Yong naturally shouldered the responsibility of arranging the internal and external affairs in an orderly manner.Su Lie led people to the government office, probably to interrogate him first.

The night was getting darker, and lanterns were lit in the house.

In the courtyard of the south chamber, Su Chen walked into the ancestral hall, looked at the full memorial tablets, lit a stick of incense and raised it above his head. While offering incense, he asked Zhu Gongdao who was standing next to him with a gun.

"What do you want to say?"

Over there, Zhu Gongdao leaned on his gun and closed his eyes quietly, seemingly not hearing the words of the question.It wasn't until Su Chen asked again that he opened his eyes, raised his hands and spoke slowly. "As entrusted by His Majesty, I came here to listen to the dispatches of the Third Young Master!"

"Who?" Su Chen opened his eyes wide.

"Han Emperor Liu Xie!"

Su Chen opened and closed his mouth slightly, turned his head, and looked at the densely packed spiritual tablets over there. One of them read: The tablet of Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie.

Sure enough, the emperors of China were awakened.

"Where is he?"

"His Majesty is always in the Third Young Master's courtyard."

Hearing this answer, Su Chen thought of the ghost outside the window in his dream last night. It turned out that the 'ghost' was Liu Xie, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty...

If he could send this Green Forest Knight here, wouldn't he also be able to send those fierce generals from the late Han Dynasty?

and also……

He turned his head and glanced across the spiritual thrones again. Qin, Han, Tang, Song...etc., there were many famous emperors he could name among these dynasties.

There is also His Majesty the First Emperor, Ancestor Dragon.

They are all emperors. Isn't this courtyard a lively place?

Call your Majesty, and at least a hundred emperors will turn around together. It would be so spectacular.

After returning to his thoughts, Su Chen looked at the sky. After a moment, he murmured: "Second brother is so slow..."

He walked out of the ancestral hall with the sound of Taoist priests chanting sutras, followed by Zhu Gongdao and Shi San tacitly, and walked straight out of the south chamber courtyard.

……

Ding'an City Government Office Dalao.

Su Lie, who was dressed in black armor, strode out with a few guards, his brows full of formidable aura, looked back at the prison, and got on his horse.

The riding whip in his hand pointed at the prison head who came out to see him off.

"I don't believe that this gangster's tough talk is better than the instrument of torture. You have been in prison for 20 years, so you should have a way to pry open your mouth. In addition to not letting him die, you can be cruel no matter how cruel you are!"

"Yes, Second Young Master, I will allow him to speak due to his humble position."

The news of Marquis Ding'an's assassination had spread in the city, but it was a bit difficult for the assassin to speak.The prison boss sighed and was about to return to the prison. A carriage drove up behind him and stopped on the street.

He took one look, then respectfully retreated to the wall and lowered his head.

A slender figure and guards with swords and guns on the left and right came in. The figure was wearing a white robe and a cloak. He carried a long sword at his waist and walked vigorously. The prison head respectfully called out: "Third Young Master." Pause.

"How is your son's illness?"

"I'm much better now. Thank you, Third Young Master, for your help."

"As long as nothing happens, can we recruit the assassin?"

"Still torturing."

When I entered the dungeon, my vision became dim. Several torches were stuck in the wall and a faint black smoke was lingering. The torture in the execution room was still going on. The whip was soaked in salt water and flew in the air. Every blow left blood marks on the body on the torture rack. The man who was tied to the rack had a foreign object stuffed into his mouth and could only moan in pain.

Su Chen looked across the fence for a while, then opened the door and walked in, standing in front of the torture frame. The prison head tilted his head towards the two jailers, who put down their whips and retreated outside, closing the cell door. .

The foreign object in the assassin's mouth was removed by Thirteen. The former raised his face weakly and saw clearly the figure on the other side. A trace of horror flashed in his eyes: "Suhou's third young master?!"

After reacting, he grinned weakly: "I didn't expect that the third young master in the rumors would have such an expression... I guess your father and brother don't know about it... It's a pity... you don't want to know a word from me... Haha... …”

As he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit his tongue, but Zhu Gongdao next to him caught his jaw in time.

"Death warriors...you guys...have made it difficult for me to be a leisurely person."

Su Chen grinned, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed with a clang, and the fire suddenly flickered in the cell.

Cut off with a sword.

Blood splashed on the ground, and the round head fell to the ground with a thud.

"Since you don't want to say it, it's better to die to save the eldest and second brothers from wasting their time."

Su Chen sheathed the sword and pushed open the door. He patted the prison head on the shoulder and said, "After handling it well, I will say that the assassin tried to escape from prison and was killed by you."

The cell leader led the jailer into the cell. He felt a headache when he looked at the headless corpse on the shelf. He lowered his voice and ordered the people around him: "Don't say a word. The third young master is not what you usually hear."

The sound floated in the prison, and the two jailers swallowed their saliva and nodded cautiously.

at the same time.

The carriage parked outside the prison drove off the street. Su Chen saw that the merit bar had increased slightly. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that handling this matter would also increase the merit bar.

After a moment, Su Chen opened the curtain and ordered in a cold voice.

"Today, the portraits of these four assassins were handed over to the various religions in the city, and they were asked to check them out. They should stay hidden and don't let my eldest and second brothers know about them. If they are found, there will be a huge reward."

The matters at hand were left to Shisan for the time being. It was already late at night when he quietly returned to the mansion in a carriage. He retreated to the left and right, leaving only Zhu Gongdao, who was sitting quietly in the hall of the south chamber, assessing the time, waiting for Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty Liu Xie to appear. .

(End of this chapter)