Chapter 47 Finding the Difference
At one point, Rongjing had already felt the approach of death. At this time, he also wanted to know his current physical condition, so he nodded.
The man in black felt his pulse and examined the wound and then said, "My master has taken the antidote and eliminated the poisonous blood in time. He is now in good health."
Eliminate poisonous blood in time?
Rong Jing's eyes couldn't help but look at the black blood stain not far from him.
Was it that little village girl who saved me?
How did she clean up the poisonous blood?
It suddenly occurred to me that I felt the numbness in my wound.
It's not what he thinks, is it?
Rong Jing unconsciously put his right hand on his heart, a trace of blush crept up his ears, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Several men in black looked at each other in surprise, communicating with their eyes, "Master, what's wrong with him? He actually smiled?"
After Rong Jing noticed the expressions of several people, he immediately returned to his ice cube appearance. He glanced at them coldly, instantly extinguishing the gossip among them.
Rong Jing said in a deep voice, "Qingfeng, have you found out?"
"Master, we have found out that the person who shot the master was Yan Buliu, the best poisonous archer in the world." A young man named Qingfeng said.
This young man was also the young man driving a carriage that Yang Yun saw in Heisongyi Town that day.
Another one named Mingyue who was more lively and had some medical skills said, "Master, we have kept this trip completely confidential. I don't know how the master's itinerary was found out by Rong Di's spies..."
"Traitor." Qingfeng, who was relatively cool, said coldly.
"Qingfeng is right," Rong Jing said.
"Then what should Master do now?" Qingfeng and Mingyue asked in unison.
Rong Jing's eyes flashed with anger, "You should quickly clean up your wounds and rush back to the army to report the funeral."
"give obituary notice?"
Hearing these two words, Qingfeng, Mingyue and others all looked at Rongjing in confusion.
Mingyue asked: "Master, who should we rush back to report mourning for, and whose funeral should we report?"
Could it be that he rushed back to the army to report the funeral of the dozens of dead secret guards?
Although those dozens of secret guards sacrificed their lives to protect their master, they cannot let the master take them so seriously. The duty of the secret guards is to risk their lives to protect their master.
Rong Jing glanced at Mingyue and said: "I rushed back to the army to report my death, saying that I was unfortunately poisoned by Yan Buliu, the most poisonous archer in the world..."
Qingfeng, Mingyue and others were stunned for a while, then thought about it, and immediately understood their master's intention of doing this.
The master is trying to fake his own death to lure the snake out of its hole.
Mingyue cupped her fists and said, "My master is wise, my subordinates will rush back to the army soon..."
Qingfeng glanced at Rong Jing's wound and said worriedly, "Master, tonight is the fifteenth. For your safety, I'd better stay here..."
"No, there are rumors all over the world that if you are poisoned by Yan Buliu, you will definitely die. In the eyes of the senior people in Rongdi, I have become a dead person. You two are my personal bodyguards, so appearing at the same time will be more convincing.
, and Beizawa should be coming soon... They can just leave a few here..." Rong Jing pointed to the other men in black.
"Yes, Master." Qingfeng and Mingyue said and disappeared.
The faint fragrance and the smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose. Rong Jing looked at the blood-stained light blue handkerchief and hair tie of the same color that he had just changed into and put them away without disgust.
Then he took another look at the road outside the grove and led the remaining men in black to leave the place and head towards the county seat.
At this time, in a remote place outside Qingshan County, a man with a big black bow said to a man wearing a black cloak, "...It is not easy to sneak into King Chen's camp... This mission was completed very well, I will report
Let the Imperial Master record your merits to the Emperor."
"Sir, is King Chen really dead?"
The brave and capable King Chen died like this?
The man in the black cloak still didn't believe it, but he knew King Chen's style.
"Of course, if you are poisoned by Yan Buliu, you will definitely die. The poison was secretly prepared by my master."
"Then King Chen will definitely die." He still believed in the poison of the Imperial Master, and no one in the world could cure it.
"Okay, you should go back quickly. I think the military camp of the Chen Kingdom will be in chaos soon. I have to report to the Imperial Master quickly... Soon we will avenge our shame, haha... Our cavalry will soon be
Set foot on this land, hahaha..."
The arrogant laughter spread to all directions with the wind.
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Under the tall city gate of Qingshan County, Yang Qinglin took out four copper coins from his arms and paid the entrance fee before driving the ox cart into the city.
The wide road is paved with bluestone slabs.
There are shops and vendors on both sides of the road. People are coming and going on the street, and there are all kinds of hawking sounds. The level of excitement is simply unmatched by Heisongyi Town.
Seeing such a lively scene, Yang Yun, who was lying in the oxcart, stopped lying down and held the dogtail grass in her mouth. She looked at the ancient city with curiosity.
The bullock cart was swaying, and before you knew it, you arrived at the entrance of Tianxiang Tower.
Looking at the three gilded characters "Tianxiang Restaurant", Yang Yun secretly thought, "It is indeed the largest restaurant in Qingshan County."
"Second brother, you watch the bullock cart, I'll sign up."
"Okay, be careful. If you need anything, call me loudly. I'll be at the door." Yang Qinglin actually wanted to accompany him to sign up, but the ox cart was borrowed, so he must not let anything happen, so he could only tell him uneasily.
road.
"Got it." Yang Yun waved and walked into Tianxiang Tower.
It was not a meal at this time. There were not many diners in the lobby. A waiter was cleaning the table. Yang Yun quickly stepped forward and said, "Hello, little brother. I'm here to sign up for the vegetable fighting competition. Where can I sign up?"
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Wang Tiezhu stopped what he was doing and said politely, "Registration requires the contestants themselves. Little sister, let your adults do it."
"I am the contestant."
"ah……"
Are all the little girls today so awesome?
Although Wang Tiezhu was surprised, he still helped Yang Yun to the registration desk in the lobby.
Although the person in charge of registration was also surprised by Yang Yun's age, he still asked in a business-like manner, "What's your name? The name of the dish in the competition."
"My name is Yang Yun, the Yang of the poplar tree, the Yun of all living beings. The names of the dishes are Jade Silver Teeth, one clear and two white, and one bit red in the ice and snow."
"Where are the ingredients?"
"Other main ingredients are brought by ourselves, but there is one ingredient that I need help from your restaurant to prepare..."
Yang Yun answered the questions of those who signed up one by one.
The person who signed up handed Yang Yun a wooden number plate after registration, and said enthusiastically, "Little girl, this number plate corresponds to your information one-to-one. You have to keep this plate. And our boss."
In order for each contestant to have enough time to cook hot dishes, the first vegetable fight was changed to cold food, and the hot food became the third game. I hope you can adjust your cooking time reasonably."
"Okay, thank you for informing me."
Yang Yun just turned around and accidentally touched the person behind her. She instinctively apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"What the hell, the mud-legged guy wants to participate in the vegetable fighting competition." The arrogant voice exploded above Yang Yun's head.
Chapter completed!