Chapter 750 Assassination
The palace attendants brought the Queen's oral instructions, and during the intermission of the game, Gong Liangxiao was asked to appear and speak a few words, so that the northern barbarians could appreciate the style of the great scholar in the prosperous country.
Gong Liangliao faced the high platform, clasped his fists and agreed.
The palace attendants left behind a plate of golden cantaloupe brought from the high platform, retreated from the stands, and went to the high platform to resume their duties.
As soon as the people left, Gong Liangxiao immediately put away his forced smile and pointed at the precious foreign tribute cantaloupe, letting Qin Yao and Liu Ji both try it.
“What kind of melon is this?” Liu Ji asked curiously. Green-yellow skin, golden-orange flesh, and a strangely fragrant taste.
As expected of Anzi, who was from the Imperial Prefecture and well-informed, he replied: "This is a courgette, a tribute sent from the Western Regions. The melon is as sweet as honey, so it is also called honeydew melon."
Seeing Liu Ji reaching out, An Zi reminded him thoughtfully: "The rind of the melon is inedible. Mr. Liu remember not to eat it."
Liu Jibai glanced at him and said, "I know at a glance that this hard skin must not be eaten. Why do I need you to remind me?"
An Zi: "It's the villain who talks too much."
Liu Ji was then satisfied and snorted proudly. He first picked up a piece of melon and held it in front of Qin Yao, then took a piece of melon and sent it to the teacher, and finally he and Anzi were together.
While eating, he muttered: "Why is your national master still missing?"
Anzi took a bite of the melon and shouted "Oh!" along with the officials watching the game, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Halfway through the competition, the drums sounded and the two Cuju players took a quarter-hour break.
It's Gong Liangxiao's turn.
No one was needed to control the situation. Gong Liangxiao just pushed his wheelchair to the front of the stand, and the noisy spectators in the stadium spontaneously calmed down and looked at Gong Liangxiao.
Too many people want to know why he appears and what he is going to do.
How could a person who should have completely disappeared from the capital appear in an upright manner?
Is this what the Holy Father meant?
Then what does the Holy Spirit mean now?
Will the precarious status of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince change?
How could the powerful eldest princess allow Gong Liangxiao to appear in such an occasion?
There are too many puzzles and puzzles that need to be answered, making everyone's attention even more urgent.
With so many pairs of eyes looking over him, and the dim and unclear sightlines coming from the high platform, even if the focus of the crowd is not on him, Liu Ji still feels tremendous pressure when he is near the focus.
There was a sound of swallowing in the stands, and Liu Ji couldn't even tell whether it was his own or Anzi's.
Qin Yao, who was beside her, was still sitting calmly. After eating the honeydew melon, she took out her handkerchief and slowly wiped the juice on her fingertips.
Everything around her seemed to be blocked out by her. All she could see was the thin old man sitting in a wooden wheelchair in front of her.
On the high platform, the emperor first asked Gong Liangliao if he had anything to say to everyone, and asked him to speak out boldly without any worries.
Is this a hint? The officials were thinking secretly.
The prince glanced at the emperor in surprise, walked to the edge of the high platform, and stared at Gong Liangliao. There was no joy or expectation on his face.
Of course, Gong Liangxiao did not say a word about the eldest princess or the prince. He only said that the Cuju competition in the first half was more than exciting, but it lacked the intensity of the battle.
These words obviously did not satisfy the emperor. He deliberately mentioned that the two Cuju teams belonged to King Chan and the Prince, and asked him which team he liked more.
It is clear that he must choose one.
Gong Liangxiao gave a wry smile and said that he didn't know much about Cuju, so he stopped making random guesses.
At this time, the Holy Queen suddenly said: "The number of goals in the first half has just been counted. Come on, please bring the statistical sign in front of him. The winner will be clear at a glance."
After a pause, he added with a smile: "Gongliangxiao is the best at magic numbers. Can't you recognize such a simple number?" Gongliangxiao lowered his head and nodded gently, "You can naturally distinguish the numbers that are clear at a glance, but The game of Cuju is only halfway through, and the winner in the first round may not be able to maintain the chance of winning in the second round, so the common people think that it is meaningless to judge the score at this time! "
The Holy Queen smiled in surprise, "Gong Liangxiao, you have changed. In the past, you had to use your magical calculations in the middle of the game to determine the outcome in advance."
Gong Liangxiao's expression remained unchanged and he said respectfully: "The common people are old and no longer have the energy to argue."
"Really?" The Holy Queen's voice suddenly rose, as if she was angry, "Since you are no longer able and old, why don't you go back to your hometown to take care of yourself?!"
Gong Liangxiao lowered his eyes and chuckled to himself. He was speechless.
The whole place was silent, and countless lines of sight circulated back and forth between the high platform and Gong Liangxiao.
An invisible pressure came out from the high platform and quickly spread to the surroundings, covering the entire racecourse.
The people inside subconsciously held their breath, trembled, and did not dare to speak.
I'm afraid that a little sound will make the next gun.
The prince looked anxious and hesitated to speak, but he was afraid of his mother's strength and could not open his mouth to ask for mercy for the sake of justice.
The eldest princess was beside him, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking at the prince with contempt in her eyes.
Perhaps stimulated by this contemptuous expression, the hesitant prince suddenly took a step forward and said sincerely:
“Mother, my husband was kind to my son, but my son couldn't bear to see my husband spend the rest of his life alone in the countryside, so I sent someone to bring him back. I have already shown my kindness to you.”
"If my mother feels that this action is inappropriate, I will send my husband to the village for training. I will never let him set foot in Kyoto again in my lifetime!"
After speaking, he bowed deeply as if pleading.
The queen's cold face softened, and she turned to look at the emperor beside her. She seemed to be planning to comply with her son's request, showing a loving and helpless attitude towards her son.
The eldest princess sneered and turned her head away from looking at the prince, because she knew that her father, the emperor and her mother had always been partial to the prince and would definitely allow it.
However, although the old man Gong Liangliao is hateful, he is still a foolish minister loyal to Shengguo. It is not impossible to let him live.
At this time, the two eunuchs who came to deliver the score statistics cards came to the stand holding long wooden signs.
Just when the emperor saw that the prince was pitiful and was about to speak.
Sudden changes occurred!
I saw the two palace officials holding the plaques suddenly smashing the heavy and long wooden plaques in their hands at the spectators on the left and right sides.
Anzi was caught off guard and was knocked down by the wooden sign.
Liu Ji instinctively rolled over from his chair, dodging the incoming wooden sign, but also fell to the ground.
The two palace men threw away the wooden sign, took out two daggers from somewhere, and stabbed Gong Liangliao fiercely.
The distance was too close and the incident happened too suddenly. No one expected that a knife-wielding assassin could appear in such a heavily guarded Cuju competition.
The four master guards of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion did not react at all.
He could only watch two sharp daggers, one pointed at Gong Liangxiao's back and the other towards his neck, stabbing him hard!
Liu Ji, who finally rolled around and stood up again, saw this thrilling scene when he raised his eyes and exclaimed in shock:
“Teacher, get out of the way!”
But his teacher, an old man with a broken leg in a wheelchair, how could he possibly hide away.
Chapter end
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