Chapter 658 An Assassin Is Coming

The night enveloped the temple, and there was silence.

Ouyang Linlin lay alone on the simple bed, and the dim candlelight around her stretched her figure out.

She opened her eyes and looked straight at the beams, her eyes showing deep longing. Her thoughts involuntarily drifted to Xiyu again.

Xiyu's face kept appearing in her mind, his smile, his eyes, his every move, all of which were extremely clear in her heart.

It was a kind of tangled emotion that spread in this quiet temple.

Just as Ouyang Linlin was fully immersed in her thoughts of Xiyu, suddenly, a noisy sound came from the temple.

She was stunned at first, then sat up suddenly and listened carefully. Only the sound of fierce fighting and shouting came from outside.

"What's going on?" Ouyang Linlin frowned, and a wave of uneasiness surged in her heart.

She hurriedly got out of bed, ran to the door in her slippers, and gently pushed open a crack to look out.

In the courtyard of the temple, a group of people were fighting with the soldiers.

Those who were making trouble had fierce looks on their faces and were merciless, while the soldiers also fought hard, and the scene was in chaos.

Ouyang Linlin's eyes were wide open, with a look of astonishment and confusion on her face.

"How could someone suddenly make trouble in the temple in the middle of the night?" She thought to herself, her hands unconsciously grasped the door frame, and she watched every move outside nervously, not knowing how this sudden chaos would develop.

In this chaos, several thieves quietly touched the outside of the old monk's room.

They moved quietly, with ferocious looks on their faces.

When they gently pushed open the door, the old monk seemed to notice something strange in his sleep and woke up suddenly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw several thieves standing in front of him with ferocious faces. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he instinctively screamed in fear: "Ah!"

This scream was particularly clear and harsh in the silent temple, as if it was going to break through the cover of the night.

The thieves were startled by the scream, but soon they showed a fierce look on their faces, tightened their weapons in their hands, and approached the old monk step by step, as if they were going to kill him immediately.

The old monk retreated in fear, his heart was full of fear and helplessness, and he didn't know how to deal with this sudden dangerous situation.

When the thieves were about to attack the old monk, several soldiers outside heard the noise and rushed over quickly.

"Let go of the old monk!" The leading soldier shouted with his eyes wide open, holding the long gun tightly in his hand, ready to attack at any time.

Seeing this, one of the thieves viciously pinched the old monk's neck. The old monk's face was full of pain and his eyes were full of fear.

"Don't come over here! Otherwise I will kill this old monk immediately!" The thief roared with a ferocious face, his eyes revealing madness and determination.

The soldiers immediately stopped their steps and looked at the old monk anxiously.

"What do you want to do?" A soldier shouted, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense! Get out of my way!" The thief held the old monk hostage and retreated step by step.

The soldiers could only watch the thieves take the old monk away, their fists clenched tightly, but they could do nothing, their faces full of annoyance and anger.

The thieves gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving the soldiers stomping their feet and cursing on the spot.

Zhao Yun rushed into the temple like a flash of lightning, with the long spear in his hand stained with the blood of the thieves. He had a cold face and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Don't run away, thieves!" Zhao Yun shouted, but when he ran into the yard, he saw the old monk being coerced by several thieves holding his neck tightly.

Zhao Yun stopped instantly, his face showing an anxious and angry look, he held the spear tightly, and the tip of the spear trembled slightly because of anger.

"Let go of the old monk!" Zhao Yun glared at him, his voice was like thunder.

The thieves laughed arrogantly, and one of them shouted: "Humph, if you have the ability, come over, let's see if your spear is faster, or we kill this old monk first!"

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, veins on his forehead bulged, his eyes stared at the thieves, but he didn't dare to act rashly, his heart was full of helplessness and anxiety.

"What do you want!" Zhao Yun asked with anger.

The old monk was in pain, and said with difficulty: "Brave man... don't worry about me..."

Zhao Yun felt a pain in his heart, but he could only watch the old monk being taken away by the thieves.

He stamped his feet fiercely, with self-blame and anger intertwined in his heart, but he was helpless for the time being.

Zhao Yun watched the thieves holding the old monk hostage and gradually going away. He stood there, his hands tightly holding the spear, and his joints turned white because of excessive force.

His face was full of reluctance and anger, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. "Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice, feeling annoyed.

The soldiers around also gathered around, each with a frustrated look on his face.

"General Zhao, what should we do?" A soldier asked anxiously.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Don't act rashly. They won't hurt the old monk for the time being. We will definitely find a way to rescue the old monk."

After that, Zhao Yun's eyes were still fixed on the direction where the thieves left, revealing firmness and determination.

He secretly vowed that no matter how much he paid, he must rescue the old monk safely.

In another corner of the temple, Ouyang Linlin also witnessed all this, and her heart was also full of worry.

She looked at Zhao Yun's resolute back, and a different emotion surged in her heart, as if she had a little more admiration and dependence on this heroic general.

In the following time, Zhao Yun arranged for soldiers to strengthen the security around the temple and began to plan a strategy to rescue the old monk. The entire temple was immersed in a tense and depressing atmosphere.

On the other side, the county magistrate sat on a chair with a tired look on his face. He had been tortured by his wife for a whole day and felt that his bones were about to fall apart.

At night, the county magistrate rubbed his brows, stood up and said, "I'll go to the prison to have a look."

When the lady heard this, her eyebrows suddenly stood up, she glared at him and yelled: "What are you doing? Are you going out to fool around again?"

The county magistrate quickly explained in a flattering manner: "Oh, madam, I really went to prison, I didn't lie to you."

The lady waved her hand impatiently and said as if to shoo away flies: "Go away, go away, don't hang around in front of my eyes."

The county magistrate had no choice but to turn around and walk dejectedly towards the prison, muttering: "Really, I don't believe it no matter what."

The lady glared at his back fiercely from behind, her anger still lingering.

The magistrate drooped his head and hurriedly walked towards the prison.

Along the way, he was still muttering to himself that his wife's temper was becoming increasingly unpredictable.

When they arrived at the door of the prison, the jailers saw that the county magistrate was coming, and they quickly saluted respectfully.

The magistrate waved his hand and motioned for them to open the cell door.

After entering the prison, a damp and decaying smell assaulted his nostrils. The magistrate frowned, but continued to move forward.

He came to a cell and looked at the prisoners inside, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

At this time, the madam was getting more and more angry as she thought about it in the room. She felt that the county magistrate must have bad intentions, and maybe he was just looking for an excuse to go out and have a good time.

She stood up suddenly and decided to follow the magistrate secretly to take a look.

When the lady quietly came near the prison, she heard the voice of the county magistrate coming from inside.

She approached cautiously, hiding to the side and listening.

The county magistrate came to Xiyu's cell and said viciously that he would be tortured severely.

Xi Yu asked why, and the county magistrate sneered: "I was angry with my wife today, and I must take revenge on you!"

Xiyu laughed and mocked the county magistrate for doing a good job.

The county magistrate was angered by Xi Yu's sarcasm. He gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you laugh at me, you ignorant fellow! I will make you regret it!"

Xi Yu said to the county magistrate without fear: "Hmph, then try touching me."

When the county magistrate heard this, his face flushed with anger and he immediately shouted: "Here comes someone!"

At this moment, the county magistrate's wife walked in furiously.

Her eyebrows stood up, her eyes widened with anger, she pointed at Xia Ling's nose and cursed: "Okay, how dare you say bad things about me behind my back!"

The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He stammered: "Husband... Madam, why are you here? This... this is a misunderstanding!"

His eyes were full of fear and panic, and his body involuntarily took two steps back.

Xi Yu watched all this with interest, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, the county magistrate's wife did not listen to his explanation at all. She rushed up and kicked and punched the magistrate. While beating and scolding: "You are a heartless person. You have no ability and you take it out on the prisoner. I must teach you a lesson today." Teach you a lesson!”

The government officials stared at the excitement with their mouths open, completely forgetting to play Yu Yu.

Tuobayu witnessed this scene from afar. She couldn't help but feel a surge of complicated emotions in her heart.

She secretly thought to herself: "This county magistrate is really miserable! Look at his frightened look, he is so afraid of his wife."

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Tuobayu's face, seeming to be a little amused by this interesting scene.

The magistrate's wife angrily grabbed the magistrate's arm and dragged him out of the room.

The county magistrate's face was full of horror. While trying to break free from his wife's hand, he begged: "Madam, please spare me, don't beat me here..."

The lady was unmoved, her eyebrows were raised, her eyes widened with anger, and she shouted sternly: "You worthless thing!"

When they got to the yard, the lady was even more merciless, punching and kicking the magistrate again.

The county magistrate could only run away with his head in his arms, and kept begging for mercy: "Madam, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Several government officials looked on in shock, and it took them a while to come back to their senses.

One of the yamen servants scratched his head and murmured to himself: "This...should we deal with the prisoners?"

Another yamen servant nodded and said, "Yeah, I almost forgot about the real thing. Come on, let's go quickly!"

With firm expressions on their faces, they turned and ran in Xi Yu's direction.

At this moment, Tuobayu shouted loudly: "Husband, tell me your identity quickly!" There was a hint of urgency in her voice.

Xi Yu remained silent, just looking at Tuobayu quietly.

Seeing this, Tuobayu frowned slightly and raised his voice again.

However, before Xi Yu could say anything, Tuo Bayu suddenly loudly said to the government officials: "You dare to beat the current Prime Minister, what crime should you be punished for?" There was majesty and anger on his face.

When several government officials heard this, they were immediately startled. Their faces showed a look of astonishment, they looked at each other, and then they all laughed.

One of the officials pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "Haha, stop joking, how could he be the prime minister?"

Another yamen officer also laughed: "That's right, do you think we will believe your lies?"

Xi Yu frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

"She wasn't kidding!"

At this time, Xi Yu finally slowly took out the token from his arms. With a hint of majesty in his eyes, he said to the government officials: "Open your eyes wide and see what this is!"

The officials had particularly surprised expressions on their faces, and their eyes were fixed on the token.

One of the government officials was the first to react. His face turned pale and he knelt down quickly.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I beg you to forgive me for my blindness!" As he said this, he kowtowed desperately, with a trace of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Other government officials also knelt down one after another, their bodies trembling, and they said in unison: "Please forgive us, Prime Minister!"

Xi Yu looked at these once arrogant and domineering government officials, but now they were so embarrassed. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

He said slowly: "That's all, get up."

When the government officials heard this, they felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They stood up, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at Xi Yu again.

At this time, Xi Yu exuded a majestic aura, which made people feel awe.

Xi Yu had a stern look on his face and told the Yamen servant: "Go and call the county magistrate."

A yamen servant hurriedly responded and hurried towards the yard.

When they came to the yard, the yamen servant saw the county magistrate's wife punching and kicking the magistrate.

He quickly stepped forward and shouted: "Madam, please stop quickly. I have something serious to report to the county magistrate."

The lady stopped what she was doing, glared at the Yamen servant, and cursed: "What's the big deal? Didn't you see that I was teaching this useless thing a lesson?" Her tone was full of anger.

The yamen servant was a little helpless and had no choice but to laugh and say, "Madam, this is really a big deal, so please stop fighting now."

The county magistrate looked very aggrieved. He rubbed the sore area and muttered, "Let's talk about it later."

The yamen servant stamped his feet anxiously and said, "My lord, the Prime Minister asked me to call you."

When the county magistrate heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

The Yamen servant quickly explained to the county magistrate: "Sir, that man is actually the Prime Minister! The villain didn't know it before. We just found out his identity when he took out the token." There was a look of fear on his face.

When the county magistrate heard this, his face turned pale with fright, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "What...what? Prime Minister? How could...you be here?" His body involuntarily took a few steps back.

The county magistrate's wife was also stunned, and the movements in her hands suddenly stopped.

Her eyes were wide open, her face full of disbelief.

The county magistrate entered the cell in a panic, almost crawling on his feet in a hurry.

His face was full of panic and confusion.

As soon as he entered the cell, the magistrate saw many government officials kneeling there. His heart sank suddenly and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He quickly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "This little man has eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. He didn't know that the Prime Minister came here, and I hope that the Prime Minister will forgive me!" His head was so low that it was almost touching the ground. Dare to lift.

The county magistrate's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were trembling.

One of the government officials raised his head cautiously, glanced at the county magistrate, and said softly: "Sir, we just found out the identity of the Prime Minister..."

The magistrate gave him a sharp look and interrupted him.

"Shut up! Even the Prime Minister can't recognize you idiots!"

At this time, the cell fell into a dead silence, no one dared to speak anymore, only the frightened breathing of the county magistrate echoed in the air.

After a long time, the county magistrate cautiously spoke again: "Prime Minister, I really don't know that you are here. If I knew, I would never dare to be so negligent..." His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was afraid. It will piss off the Prime Minister.

At this moment, the county magistrate's wife ran over quickly, panting.

Her face was full of anxiety and fear, and as soon as she arrived in front of Xi Yu, she knelt down with a plop.

The lady grabbed the corner of Xi Yu's clothes and begged: "Prime Minister, please don't kill my husband's head! He was just confused for a moment, please be noble and let him go!"

Her voice was tearful and her eyes were full of tears.

The county magistrate was very surprised when he saw his wife looking like this.

He originally thought that his wife was very strict with him, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, she would intercede for him like this.

There was a flash of emotion in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by fear.

He also quickly kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I have found out my guilt, please forgive me, Your Majesty the Prime Minister!"

At this time, the county magistrate's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his body was trembling slightly because of fear.

When Tuobayu saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel happy, and a bright smile broke out on his face.

She chuckled lightly, with a hint of joking in her tone, and said, "Haha, you, the county magistrate, really deserve it!"

There was a hint of pride in her smile. She looked at the terrified look of the county magistrate with interest, and she felt happier.

"Humph, if the prime minister had not revealed his identity, would you be so respectful? You fool, you must be so arrogant on weekdays!" Tuoba Yu continued to mock.

Her words were full of disdain. (End of this chapter)