At this moment, everyone felt chest tightness, as if there was a big stone pressing down on them.

This is the capital city, at the feet of the Emperor, the most beautiful place in the country, and the most prosperous and lively Qinhuai River in the city.

But in this place, more than twenty plainclothes assassins suddenly appeared and assassinated Uncle Jiang Cheng and the Liang envoy in broad daylight.

These assassins are so brave!

The sounds of fierce fighting continued to reach everyone's ears, like a dangerous bell that was ringing continuously, shaking people's hearts.

This kind of disorderly and unruly chaos is like a dark cloud, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Royal Guards stationed in the capital, where are you? Come out quickly to clean up the chaos...

Zhu Xiuyuan and Dong Shuzhen, protected by layers of plainclothes officers, stood on the edge of the battle circle, paying unblinking attention to the situation in the battle circle.

There are a lot of assassins, more than twenty, and all of them are masters.

As far as Dashan is concerned, there are only a dozen of them in total, and their skills can rival those of the assassins.

They were also brave. Although they were attacked and retreated by the assassins, their line of defense remained strong and had not yet been breached.

Yan Dashan and Li Jiye behind them are still safe for the time being.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that if things continue like this, Yan Dashan and the others will be defeated sooner or later.

The assassination incident here has caused such a big fuss. Presumably the Royal Guards responsible for the defense of the capital must also have received the news, but it will take some time for them to arrive.

If during this period of time, the defense line is breached and Li Jiye dies tragically at the hands of assassins, then...

Zhu Xiuyuan couldn't imagine that kind of scene at all.

And the consequences were beyond his imagination.

So after Zhu Xiuyuan straightened out the situation for a while, he lowered his head and looked at Dong Shuzhen, who was clinging to him tightly.

He wanted to send Dong Shuzhen to join the battle circle so that he could last longer.

The situation should improve once the Kingsguard arrives.

However, he saw that while Dong Shuzhen was supporting him, she was still clinging to him, with her face pressed against his, as if she didn't want to be separated from him.

But now that the situation is urgent, Zhu Xiuyuan can't care about that much, because Dong Shuzhen is really a master, as good as Yan Dashan. If she joins, he will be able to resist for a while.

On the other side, among the crowd of people watching, the plainclothes man wearing ordinary people's clothes also secretly grasped the handle of the knife.

He also saw that he could delay it for just one more moment, otherwise Uncle Jiang Cheng would be in a worrying situation.

Therefore, he was also ready to join the battle circle, to be a knight who "sees uneven roads" and to help Yan Dashan and the others.

I wish Xiuyuan this side.

The sound of fierce fighting was still coming continuously.

Like a reminder.

Zhu Xiuyuan lowered his head and looked at Dong Shuzhen who was close to him. At this moment, although the situation was urgent, he hesitated.

Especially after Dong Shuzhen noticed it, she also raised her head and looked at him.

They were a pair of big, sparkling eyes with an indescribable look. Zhu Xiuyuan could see that Dong Shuzhen's dependence on him had reached its highest level.

Her husband almost died but was found again, so she cherished him even more.

Dong Shuzhen now wished she could turn into a piece of clothing and wear it on Zhu Xiuyuan to protect him from wind and rain...

So at this moment, Zhu Xiuyuan hesitated.

I don't want her to be separated, but I don't want her to be in danger.

After all... those are more than twenty highly skilled assassins.

What should I do if I hurt her?

Among the crowd of onlookers, the leader-looking man once again grasped the handle of the knife tightly, and decided to jump out to help at the next moment.

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded above everyone's heads. It was full of energy, very rough, and had a hint of drunkenness.

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw a figure falling straight down from the fourth floor of Dong Yu Tower. Like a cannonball, it directly knocked down three assassins. They collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

It all happened too fast.

After the man landed and paralyzed the three assassins, everyone heard what he yelled: "Who is down there... so noisy, disturbing the old beggar from drinking..."

Yes, this man has white hair and white beard, his clothes are tattered and slovenly, but he has a kind face and kind eyes. He is holding a huge wine gourd in his hand. Who is he if he is not an old beggar?

A few days ago, the old beggar lived and ate in Dong Yulou.

Because Dong Yulou's dishes are all new dishes, which are very suitable for his old man's appetite.

Dong Shuyu was also busy at Dong Yulou all day long, so there were few opportunities to cook for him in person.

So, for the convenience of eating, his old man simply moved to Dong Yulou, where he had good wine and good food every day, which was not too enjoyable.

The old beggar was really drunk. He sat on the three assassins and couldn't get up for a long time. And looking at it, he even wanted to use the three assassins as his bed and sleep on the spot.

"Master, help, Master, help..."

"Master, save the emperor brother, those assassins are going to kill the emperor brother, master..."

Suddenly, Dong Shuzhen and Li Qingnu screamed in surprise, the volume was very high.

"assassin?"

The old beggar turned over and got up, staggering, and squinted his eyes hard. After seeing clearly the people who were fighting with Yan Dashan and others, he shouted: "It's you scum again, looking for death!"

After finishing speaking, the old beggar shook his body, held a huge wine gourd in one hand, and rushed forward...

Zhu Xiuyuan saw the old beggar take action, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Among the onlookers, the leader immediately stopped trying to rush out to help, waved his hand, and led his people to gradually retreat.

This old beggar is very evil and can easily spot them, so as long as the old beggar is present, they do not dare to get too close.

The old beggar took action, which was naturally extraordinary.

I saw him swaying like a drunken man walking at night, rushing into the group of assassins, and I didn't see him doing anything. The sharp blades in the hands of the assassins seemed to have actively avoided him.

The old beggar was like a flock of sheep, rushing left and right, running around, knocking away the group of assassins one by one.

The old beggar seemed drunk and could not walk steadily, but the force of his impact was so powerful that the skilled assassins could not resist and flew around like kites with broken strings.

After flying to the ground, they couldn't stand up anymore. Then they seemed to grit their teeth tightly, as if they were going to break something, and then their whole bodies went limp and lay there motionless.

"No, they want to take poison, do it quickly..."

All the generals gathered around him, but it was too late and they couldn't stop it.

The situation in the entire battle circle was immediately reversed with the addition of the old beggar.

Yan Dashan and the others were inspired by this and became more courageous. Their attack and killing methods were overwhelming, and the assassins who directly killed them retreated one after another.

Behind the assassins, the old beggar was still darting left and right, as if playing a game, knocking off the assassins one after another.

Those assassins were unable to resist or dodge at all. The sharp blades in their hands were like scrap metal with no chance of use.

"The wind is tight, pull it!"

When only four or five of the twenty assassins were left, one of them assessed the situation, shouted, and then broke out in one direction.

The remaining four or five assassins, all of whom were masters, hurriedly changed directions and broke out from different directions.

"Don't leave!"

Yan Dashan shouted, and together with the other plainclothes officers, they stopped one of them and forced him to commit suicide by taking poison.

However, the remaining four or five ran away without a trace.

Because they are dressed like ordinary people, once they blend into the crowd, it is difficult to find their whereabouts.

The old beggar didn't chase him either. He was really drunk and the assassins were all gone. He just kept wandering around for a while.

Perhaps because of the lack of feedback, the old beggar came to his senses and gradually stopped.

He squinted his eyes and looked around. When he saw that there was no assassin standing, he laughed loudly, then fell down and fell asleep.

Among the people watching, the leader in plain clothes saw that the old beggar was drunk and was unable to track the fleeing assassins, so he made a prompt decision and ordered his men to track the fleeing assassins immediately.

At the same time, he sent someone back to send a message to Kou Wanwan again.

The building is full of flowers.

Kou Wanwan was as leisurely as ever, reading and playing the piano. Then she took out the poem manuscript Zhu Xiuyuan gave her and studied it carefully.

After reading the poem manuscript, he took out a book of Tantra and sat behind the desk, flipping through the pages lazily out of boredom.

At this moment, her personal maid Xiaohuan brought bad news: Zhu Xiuyuan was assassinated in front of Dong Yulou. He was almost killed by a dagger, but was finally saved by Yan Dashan after he was hit hard...

"What!"

When Kou Wanwan heard the news, she jumped up. She didn't know where she had thrown the Tantric book she was flipping through, and the bookcase also fell under the force.

The books above, Tantra, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, etc., were scattered all over the place.

"What are you talking about? The young master... was almost assassinated..."
To be continued...