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Chapter 490: Prince Zhao is seriously injured

"But if we need to recruit people, my father, the left and right protectors, and other allies from various gangs will need to call on their friends... I'm afraid there will be more than 500 people. If we also bring in friends of friends, it will be a considerable number."

"So? You're also going to offer a large reward to martial artists?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lili and Xin Che looked at each other, then turned to look at Mu Chengfeng and pointed a finger: "Tonight, you have to die."

Jiang Lili smiled sinisterly, as if she was calling the shots at the King of Hell.

Mu Chengfeng suddenly stiffened his body: "Big sister, how did I offend you?"

"Or I procrastinated too many times, did Xue Wei ask you to kill me?"

The left protector looked at Jiang Lili and said seriously: "Miss, do you have any good ideas?"

Mu Chengfeng's cousin Mu Rong rolled her eyes and asked, "Does the Crown Prince's Consort want to borrow the fake death medicine in my hand?"

"That's right, my cousin is really smart."

Jiang Lili clapped her hands and said, "This time, we planned your assassination operation for the benefit of the public, and the result was that King Zhao was severely injured and poisoned and bedridden."

"The prince's arm is injured."

"As for your casualties, two died and one was injured, and the rest managed to escape."

"Among those who died was the son of the Wulin Alliance leader, Mu Chengfeng."

Jiang Lili said she was tired and drank a sip of tea. Xin Che continued what she was saying.

"You escaped with Mu Chengfeng's 'body'. The leader of the martial arts world only has one son, Mu Chengfeng. His only son died in Prince Zhao's mansion when he was in his prime. He is bound to take revenge."

"Gather all the people in the martial arts world that you can gather and come to the capital..."

"By then, the martial artists will have a legitimate reason to gather in the capital, and they will be able to seek the help of Emperor Qingning, and use his food, supplies, and housing."

The left protector was shocked, and his mind worked quickly: "It means using the dog emperor's hand to support our soldiers!"

"Great! This plan is really great!"

The martial arts masters at the table couldn't help but applaud.

Mu Chengfeng, whose talent lies in sports, thought for a long time before his mind finally came to its senses. "I see, so that's how it is. Then my death is worth it!"

The deposit they received for this assassination was 500 taels of gold, and their food and lodging were provided, and their travel expenses were reimbursed.

If his father brought all the martial artists to the capital to seek revenge on King Zhao, Emperor Qingning would be happy to see it and would certainly provide them with food and lodging as a friendly gesture.

"Okay! Let's do it!"

After the meal, everyone took up their respective responsibilities and started to take action.

*

At the end of midnight, a cry of surprise was heard in Prince Zhao’s palace.

"No! There's an assassin!"

Then the torches were lit one by one, and soon the Zhao Palace was illuminated. The torchlight could be seen from outside, and the quiet Chao Palace became noisy. The tense atmosphere in the Zhao Palace could be felt.

"Catch the assassin!"

"Go call the doctor! The prince has been poisoned!"

The quiet Chaowang Palace immediately became noisy.

As the Prince Zhao's Mansion was in chaos, six figures fled out in a panic. Two of them were dragging an unconscious man and running towards Xia Su.

When Xia Su heard the report from his men, he was overjoyed and ordered his men: "Quick! The assassin is coming, catch him!"

He captured two martial arts masters without any effort and took them back to the Bingmasi prison.

In the prison of Bingmasi, Xia Su reported to his attendants and asked anxiously about the group of martial arts masters he had captured in the prison.

"How was the assassination?"

The two martial arts masters who were conscious and only slightly injured did not answer him immediately, but silently looked at the man they carried back.

Xia Su realized that he was too anxious. The people on the ground looked silent and seemed to be dead. He should first be concerned about the casualties.

Xia Su looked worried as he looked at the person on the ground: "Is he injured? I'll call the best doctor from Shanyitang right away!"

One of the two martial arts masters shook his head, his tone filled with endless sadness and a bit of fear.

"No need, he's dead."

Xia Su hurriedly comforted him, "Your Majesty will comfort his family."

——"His father is the leader of the martial arts world."

The words spoken by the other person at this time made Xia Su's body tremble.

Huh? I heard that this is the only child of the leader of the martial arts world, the only child!

This! What should I do?

The leader of the martial arts world wouldn't resent the emperor, right?

Xia Su's eyes moved very quickly.

Wait, if you want to hate someone, you should hate the people in Prince Zhao's Mansion, right? After all, it was the son of the martial arts leader who wanted to take action, so you can't blame them.

The atmosphere in the prison was very quiet at this time, and Xia Su gave the two men time to ferment their hatred.

After half an hour, someone reported the situation to Xia Su: "King Zhao has been poisoned. It is fatal. He will be bedridden from tonight onwards. He is no different from a dead person."

"Xin Che's martial arts are too strong. We injured his arm, and his wound was stained with cartilage powder. His martial arts will gradually dissipate."

When Xia Su learned the result, he was generally relieved. He felt that it was worth sending nine martial arts masters to assassinate him.

He was anxious to report the results to Emperor Qingning. His Majesty was probably so sleepless waiting for the results at this time.

"You two are sorry to be in prison for now. A doctor will treat your injuries later."

Xia Su looked at Mu Chengfeng's "corpse", "As for this..."

A martial arts expert pulled out a note from his sleeve: "Master Xia, please send Master Mu's body to this location."

"As for the follow-up, the leader's people will handle it."

——"My condolences to you two."

Xia Su put the note away and assigned it to one of his subordinates.

Then he rushed to report the news to Emperor Qingning.

After Emperor Qingning learned the result of the assassination, his face showed neither joy nor sadness.

After the Xin family father and son came back to life, a shadow had already formed in his heart.

"After all, the father and son are not dead yet. I am not at ease at all."

Emperor Qingning immediately called Zhou Jushan in: "Zhou Jushan, send five of my most skilled secret guards to Prince Zhao's mansion to make up for the loss while the chaos is going on! Make sure Prince Zhao is clearly responsible for his death!"

Zhou Jushan had dark circles under his eyes and suppressed his sleepiness: "But your majesty, the entire Zhao Palace has been alarmed, and Zhao Wang and his son are probably heavily guarded now."

Ah! I really want to retire soon! He has to accompany this dog emperor who is crazy and can't sleep late at night.

"He just returned to Beijing. How many confidants can he have around him?"

Emperor Qingning said fiercely: "I didn't give him any guards at all. The guards I assigned to him were just fancy-fashioned ones."

"Yes, do it right away!"

Zhou Jushan left in a flash to find the leader of the secret guards, and sent a message to Jiang Lili to remind her.

But he was not too worried. No matter how powerful the master was, he could be defeated with just one bullet.

Emperor Qingning continued to stay up late waiting for news.

I stayed up till dawn.

The deputy leader of the secret guards appeared in Emperor Qingning's bedroom.