If Yue Fei just felt it wasn't good, Chen Cong's current situation would be very bad.

He was hit by an arrow on his left shoulder, with the bow and arrow from Huang Hua bow, the standard equipment of the Song Dynasty imperial guards, the arrow shaft about one foot long, with the tail feathers, and the arrowhead was deeply inserted into his shoulder.

He was wearing regular clothes in the palace. He thought he was very safe, but he didn't expect that a traitor would appear from the official. He is now hiding under the window of a small wing room, where the eunuchs live.

The sky was still dark and the moonlight was not bright, so I gave him some cover.

Two relatives outside the door were constantly approaching, with heavy steps from far to near outside the door.

He knew that he was dead this time.

He couldn't escape. Although he had already noticed the arrow when it flew over and heard the sound of the arrow breaking through the air, he just avoided the vital points. If he reacted a little slowly, he would plunge into his heart.

In the palace of the Song Dynasty, assassination!

Moreover, the assassination was the court guards of the Song Dynasty palace who were personally in charge of the officials, and the attackers were personally in charge of the officials.

Speaking of which, it is also ironic.

I asked myself that I was not worthy of my relatives and officials, and I never deducted my salary.

Anyone who has something to do will help him and ask himself for his loyalty, but the one who changes it is betrayal.

However, it's too late to say anything now.

"Commander Chen, don't blame your brother for being cruel. It's really that the bounty promised by Grand Master Liang is too generous!" A relative of the servant shouted and walked in with an arm crossbow.

One person walked into the wing room, and the other person was outside the door, lifting up the window, and patrolling the wing room with a not-so-small view.

This action of opening the window directly killed him.

A silver light flashed, and a sharp blade streaked across his neck, directly dying.

Chen Cong jumped, endured the severe pain, and ran out of the wing room.

Idiot! I teach you all the battle formations! How can I not know if someone will be on the window to watch?

Chen Cong ran very quickly. When the relatives in the house chased him out, Chen Cong had already run far away.

What made him even more desperate was that he saw Chen Cong lit an arrow. There was a whistle hanging on the arrow through the cloud. When it shot out, it would make a sharp sound, which would have a warning effect.

Later, when there were too many fireworks in Bianjing City, fireworks were tied to the arrows, and the warning effect became stronger and it was easier to distinguish the location than the previous whistle.

Chen Cong is undoubtedly a warning thing when he is wearing regular clothes!

Obviously I personally came from the official just now!

It's going to be bad!

The assassin threw the arm crossbow in his hand to the ground, quickly took off the armor on his body, revealing his regular clothes. After thinking about it, he picked up the Mazakui on the ground, pretending that he had just seen Chen Cong!

The responding personalities came into the team of officials.

But he ran slower and slower, and finally fell to the end. He turned around, turned to Xihuamen, took out the palace token and said, "In the name of Your Majesty, go out to the palace to do business."

He had to be fast, whether it was an arm crossbow or a personal servant's armor, and his speed was one point slower, the greater the possibility of dying in the imperial city.

He looked a little panicked and looked around.

There have been many military dispatches recently. The secretary of the Secretariat occasionally leaves the palace in the middle of the night. The Xihuamen is on duty, and he doesn't feel that it is very abnormal.

Just as the Xihua Gate was slowly opening, an arrow came with a sound of breaking through the air and pierced hard on the leg of the relative.

"Close the city gate." Chen Cong had already expected that the assassin would run away when he issued the warning arrow.

And he was sure that the assassin would come out from Xihuamen.

Because the palace gate is always closed, you can only leave from Xihua Gate after leaving the palace in the middle of the night.

He had been waiting here for a long time, and saw the hurried look of his subordinate, and shot an arrow out.

He did not see it from his hurried expression, but he recognized the man. He had already heard the assassin's shout just now.

Although there are nearly 3,000 officials in the industry, he cannot name each of them, but most of them are very familiar with each other.

This person is not speaking official language. He locks his hometown in his accent, then screens it in a small way, and then thinks about the personal friend he killed, and then you can get the appearance of an assassin.

"Tell me the reason." Chen Chong limped to the assassin, and he was shot in his shoulder. When he was running away just now, he also shot in his leg, blood flowing.

"Go to die!" The assassin suddenly pulled out the Maza knife and slashed towards him.

The sound of jingling sounded in front of Xihua Gate. The archer on the city tower had already seen something wrong. The long arrow hit the knife accurately and knocked it to the ground.

"Tell me the reason." Chen Cong did not try the case at the first time, and the resentment in his heart exceeded his loyalty to his duties.

He now asked the assassin why he did this with a brother of life and death.

"For the sake of money, Liang Shicheng gave me a lot of money and asked me to kill you. That's the reason." The assassin replied, and he saw the confusion on Chen Cong's face.

With a swing of his sleeve, the assassin took out a dagger and stabbed Chen Cong in the face.

Whoosh! The arrow pierced into the man's shoulder, pierced it into each other, and pierced the assassin to the ground.

The archer who was close to the officials drew an arrow again, arched the full moon, and pointed at the assassin.

"I don't believe it." Chen Cong shook his head and said, "You are from Xiangzhou, with a relatively wealthy family background and a very clean family background. You will never do such a thing because of money."

These days, although money is very important, it is not the most important thing. Chen never believed that he could sell himself for thousands of taels of silver.

He still has this confidence.

"Tianyue." The assassin said two words.

Chen Cong nodded, this is right. It is normal for young and energetic, and he is a little bit overwhelmed by blood and energy.

Tianyue is the top brand in Tianshuixiang brothels and the courtesan of the entire Bianjing City.

He is famous in Kyoto, and is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, poetry and painting. He usually does not see guests, and does not sacrifice his life. The price of redeeming himself is as high as 500 taels of gold.

Chen Cong was the intelligence leader, so he naturally knew all kinds of things in Bianjing City.

Tianyue is not the real name of this courtesan, but a pseudonym. The real name cannot be verified. Tianshuixiang is one of the 16th floors of the official prostitutes in the Great Song Dynasty.

The source of official prostitutes is complicated. Some have been copied from wealthy families and their female relatives are naturalized, and some have various tutors. The 16th floor has been trained since childhood.

"Five hundred taels of gold are worth the money." Chen Cong shook his head. Since ancient times, the heroic tomb of the gentle village has been the official, and the official in the same place is not a saint, so how could everyone overcome this hurdle?

"Command!" Several officials from the city wall came down, subdued the assassin and asked, "How to solve the problem of the assassin?"

"Temporarily detained."

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When Zhao Huan heard the arrow, he heard the sound of armor colliding outside the door. There were men wearing armor outside the Wende Hall, which made the entire Wende Hall surrounded.

The airtight line of defense and the huge shield shadows outside the Wende Hall were shading.

"Zhao Ying, ask, what happened?" Zhao Huan was also a little guilty. Could it be that the Western Army left and the imperial guards rebelled?

This courage is too fat.

Zhao Ying hurried out, and not long after, someone came back and said, "The official family, Commander Chen, was assassinated. He is now taking over the imperial hospital and receiving treatment. The thief was killed and injured and was subdued."

Zhao Huan clicked the picture and said, "Go to the Imperial Hospital."

After all, Chen Cong was the first minister to defect to him, so he had to go and have a look.

When Zhao Huan saw Chen Cong, he was lying on the bed with his shirtlessness. The floor of the ward in the Imperial Hospital was covered in blood, and the pungent smell of blood came to his face.

This was the second time that Zhao Huan saw this imperial doctor, named Hu Yuan, who was said to have been a doctor for generations and had excellent medical skills.

Zhao Huan watched Hu Yuan sprinkle the burned wood ash on the wound. Then he brought a pot of yellow juice to sprinkle it on. He smelled a very heavy smell from a distance.

He was very sure that the maker of this pot of liquid was getting angry!

"What do you want to do with your slut!" Zhao Huan asked in uncertainty.

It seems that Hu Yuan is planning to sprinkle this pot of reincarnation on the wound?

He thought of the arrow on the buttocks of the donkey cart emperor Zhao Guangyi was treated by his ancestors.

Think about it carefully, Zhao Guangyi was wronged!

The Hu family masters the real dragon-slaying technique!

"If the arrow is embedded in the flesh and cannot be pinched out, Jiegu Pills should be used to put it in the wound, and chew it carefully with sheep kidney lipid outside. If you feel itchy, the arrow will gradually rise and shake it out, then wash it with a human urine and apply it to Tuo Monk ointment, which can be replaced, and the wound will heal itself. This is what the "Medical Sect Jinjian" says, Your Majesty, are there any problems?" Hu Yuan opened his mouth and came to a classic.

Damn! Of course I have an objection! I have a big opinion! I want to kill Chen Cong, for fear that Chen Cong will die too quickly!
Chapter completed!