Chapter 272 You Really Assassinated the Imperial Envoy

Chuzhou City, on the dark streets at night, a carriage was moving slowly, not in a hurry, not slow, but moving very steadily.

In the carriage, unlike Zhao Jue, who had a gloomy face, Zhuque was yawning in boredom. In order to drive away sleepiness, she stretched out her hand and tapped Zhao Jue's face with her finger.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Jue turned his head and asked.

She held her chin, blinked her eyes, and asked curiously: "Why is your expression so bad? It's just a government warehouse that was burned. The emperor will understand us."

Zhao Jue's expression did not change, but he just shook his head, "The emperor will not understand us. If we can't fool them, we should still behead them..."

"Do you think it can't be found out?"

"I don't know. I just think it's strange. It's understandable to assassinate the imperial envoy. After all, I was the one who was holding on to it, and they were desperate." Zhao Jue paused. His behavior of making money but not willing to let go was indeed not very appropriate.

But damn, who is going to reason with you? Did they reason with you when they assassinated me in the capital?

In fact, from the moment he knew the fire in the official warehouse, he knew that it was definitely not done by Wangshu's people. The reason is very simple, just three words: no need.

Would a group of people who need to hide their identities to live openly provoke the government? Obviously not.

His eyes were dim, and he continued: "I'm just afraid that another force will appear to disrupt the situation..."

"You mean? Hexi?" Zhuque was surprised.

She was not a fool, and she understood Zhao Jue's concerns after a little thought. Now that the war is about to start, if it was done by people in Hexi, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Yeah." Zhao Jue nodded, and then shook his head.

He sighed helplessly, "Let's check it first. If it was really done by people in Hexi, I will pack up and run away immediately."

"You are afraid of death..." Zhuque's mouth twitched.

The carriage kept going, out of the city, and stopped in front of a nunnery. Zhuque was very surprised. Why did he come to the nunnery in the middle of the night?

But Zhao just waved his hand and told him: "Stay in the carriage and don't move. As soon as you sense the true energy, rush in and kill anyone you see!"

"Okay!" Zhuque nodded carefully.

After walking out of the carriage, Zhao didn't even want to go out the door. He pressed the wall with one hand and held the top of the wall with the other hand, and gently flipped in.

Avoiding people and walking in the dark to the backyard, he saw a house with a bell hanging on the door. Without saying a word, he opened the window and jumped in.

There were candles in the room, and as soon as he landed, he was greeted by a pair of scrutinizing eyes. Zhao didn't say anything, just locked the door, closed the window, and found a chair to sit down.

"It's a coincidence that you came." Wangshu's voice was cold and accompanied by the sound of splashing water.

There was a large wooden tub in the room, and Wangshu was in it, taking a leisurely bath. Seeing Zhao coming in, his body sank into the water, leaving only his head outside.

The mist was hazy, and Zhao Jue's eyes were heavy. A beautiful woman coming out of the bath was a beautiful sight, but Zhao Jue had no intention of appreciating it.

He asked directly, "Have you heard about the burning of the official warehouse?"

"Yes, I heard about it. It's a storm in the city, and it's hard not to hear about it." Wangshu responded by holding the edge of the wooden barrel.

"Did your people do it?"

Wangshu tilted his head and looked at Zhao Jue, his face still with that calm expression, and asked back, "Oh, if I say yes, do you believe it?"

What greeted her was Zhao Jue's extremely impatient words, "Now I'm asking you! You just need to answer yes or no, and then give a reason!"

Wangshu was stunned when he heard it, and looked at Zhao Jue in surprise. After a moment, he shook his head, "No, we know what kind of people we are. We won't do this kind of thing, and we dare not do it."

Zhao Jue had expected this result. But he didn't say anything, just listened quietly, took out the white jade regeneration pill that had been prepared long ago from his arms, and gently placed it on the table.

He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Let your people check whether it was done by the people from Hexi."

Wangshu in the wooden basin sneered, "One is not enough. Isn't your uncle Lu Wenyu? Prepare ten first."

Ten? Oh, you really want a big mouth! Zhao Jue raised his feet and walked towards Wangshu, not minding the water stains around the wooden basin, and squatted down with his legs bent.

The distance between the two was very close, and they could almost feel each other's breathing. Wangshu frowned and stared at Zhao Jue's gloomy face, wondering what he wanted to do.

At the same time, Zhao Jue also looked at Wangshu's cold and gloomy face, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and whispered in her ear: "Ten, I plan to give you none, what do you think?"

Before she spoke, Zhao Jue pinched her face and said viciously: "You can choose not to do it. I don't like to force others to do things they don't like. But, I will put the blame on you for setting fire to the warehouse."

"Do you think the emperor will believe it?" Wangshu gritted his teeth. After all these years, Zhao Jue was the first person who dared to threaten her like this. If he hadn't been injured and was afraid of Zhuque outside the door, Zhao Jue would have been a corpse long ago.

Turning her face in front of him, Zhao Jue laughed wantonly, "The emperor will definitely believe it, because you really assassinated the imperial envoy."

Wangshu's eyes were full of murderous intent, "You!"

But Zhao Jue ignored her murderous intent and kissed her mouth to mouth. In Wangshu's horrified eyes, he pushed the pill in his mouth into her mouth with his tongue.

Then he separated calmly and patted her face, "This pill is quite effective."

Standing up, he looked down and sneered: "I have almost recovered 80% of my true energy. And, I am a poisoner, and your poison is... very low-level."

After saying "I hope to get the result as soon as possible, after all, I write memorials very quickly, and it will take less than a few days to finish them", he swaggered out of the door.

"I will definitely kill you!"

Wangshu's voice came faintly from the room, but Zhao just smiled calmly and walked out with his hands behind his back.

...

Ku Chan Temple.

Rong Hai listened to the disciples' story expressionlessly, and never said a word. He waved his hand to let several disciples go out until the disciples finished speaking.

He tightly grasped the Buddhist beads in his hand and silently recited "calmness" several times, which eased his emotions. He shook his head helplessly and tapped the letters on the table with his fingers.

"Is it really done by the court?"