The embroidery needle suddenly pierced into the hand, and a bright red blood bead emerged.

Li Huaiyu frowned, looked deep at the gloomy sky outside the window, and whispered: "People often say that it is an ominous sign that hurting your hand during embroidery."

As if in response to her words, a lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the sky with a "click". The strong wind rolled in from the window, causing the silk silk threads on the table to fly around.

Huaiyu looked at it, and the worry on her face became even stronger.

The black silk next to him was holding it back and forth, but he still couldn't help it: "Your Highness, someone else stabbed his hand, maybe it would be an ominous sign."

"But you, as long as you pick up the embroidery needle, you will definitely stab your hand, and it has nothing to do with the signs."

The air in the room solidified for a moment.

Li Huaiyu coughed twice, wiped the blood from his fingers, and laughed, "Is that true?"

Yes, that's right, whether it's embroidering a handkerchief or embroidering a robe for you, this person must have a needle hitting his fingers in the ten needles. At first, he would still be worried, but now he's no wonder.

Xu Chuxiang next to her gave her a comforting smile and whispered: "I heard from Lord Chi Jin that there are many good news ahead, so don't worry too much about you, Mrs.."

"I'm not worried about him." Huaiyu slapped his head and lay on the table, "It's just that I haven't seen him for 368 hours. I don't know how he is doing."

Xu Chuyan: “…”

Even counting time so clearly is really difficult for this person who has always been careless.

"Your Highness." Chi Jin came in from outside the door and bowed, "There is movement around Ziyang's main city."

Li Huaiyu came back to his senses and chuckled: "I knew that these people used to use these methods and do as arranged, so that you don't have to disturb you."

"yes."

The two armies fought. If they were fighting in a dignified manner, Jiang Xuanjin would have a great chance of winning in terms of military strength and tactics. Therefore, Huailin and Liu Yunlie would inevitably have their brains on the people behind. She had blocked several groups of assassins here, and the Jiang Mansion would not be spared.

Although there are old accounts that have not been cleared, Huaiyu feels that Jiang Jie cannot be attacked from both sides.

The fire was burned from the main courtyard of Jiangfu. The slaves shouted "It's gone" with drums and drums. Everyone in the Jiang family hurried out. Jiang Chonggang helped the old man pass the moon gate and saw more than a dozen men in black coming in from the wall and surrounding them with great momentum.

"Yan'er!" Jiang Chongxiao shouted, "Send your old man to walk through another door!"

Jiang Yan obediently came up to help the old man, and while retreating, he ordered to ask for wine to report to the official.

The guards of the Jiang Mansion have always been strict. Today, these people have made great attacks. I guess they have had a plan. Jiang Yan wanted to send the old man out of the mansion, but no matter where he goes, they were surrounded. In desperation, he could only place him in the side hall and then take his slaves to protect him with Jiang Shen.

The people from the yamen came very quickly, but they were unable to kill the masked people. Jiang Chong counted a little bit and there were about a hundred masked people he could see, not to mention the other directions.

Jiang Mansion is afraid it will suffer a great disaster.

"Father, the child can't fight. I'm afraid he will embarrass the Jiang family later." Jiang Shen knelt in front of the old man and kowtowed to him.

Old Master Jiang sighed long and said, "What are you saying is a shame? You are good at writing and have never been a martial artist since you were young."

Jiang Shen kowtowed and stood up again, pinching the long sword in his hand.

If you have never practiced martial arts, you have to protect your family.

"Shen'er." Old Master Jiang couldn't help but say, "You've never asked you what's wrong with you in the first-tier city? You've been depressed since you got back."

He was slightly stunned, Jiang Shen lowered his eyes: "Father is worried, the child is fine."

Is this okay? The person who was so cheerful in the past is hard to see him laugh anymore. He is willing to enter the officialdom and become ambitious, but Gu Luan came to him and cried several times, saying that the second young master always looked gloomy when he held the child. He was a man, and he didn't know what he was disliked.

Listening to the shocking shouts of killing outside, Old Master Jiang pinched the dragon head stick and whispered: "I have been worrying all my life and always hope that you will glorify your ancestors. But I am the only thing that happens in your life. Compared to glorifying your ancestors, you will want to see more for your father."

Jiang Shen was silent for a while, and then asked, "So it doesn't matter if my third brother has been in the first-tier city and doesn't come back?"

Two blue veins popped up on the back of the hand holding the dragon head stick. Old Master Jiang's face, which was quite kind just now, instantly twisted, and his walking stick hit the ground: "It doesn't matter who told him what he said! Ten letters from the house a month! He doesn't listen to him when he asks him to come back every day! He forgets anyone who gave birth to him, and he still talks about major issues in the world! When he comes back, I will break one of his legs!"

The deafening roar made the fighting outside less.

Jiang Shen rubbed his ears, laughing and crying: "Pingshun and healthy?"

"I still want to be peaceful and healthy?" Old Master Jiang stared at the neck.

Jiang Shen: "..."

Mr. Jiang Er thought that his father was actually quite cute. He had been praying for his third brother in the ancestral hall these days, and he was unforgivable. His beard and stared at him looked like a child who was angry and wanted to coax him.

With a "click", the door was hit.

The people in the room instantly became quiet.

Old Master Jiang stared at the door and said seriously: "If this accident falls into the hands of the thief and endangers the world, I will take you to meet the ancestors of the Jiang family."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Yan again: "Are Yan'er afraid?"

"The man from the Jiang family is not afraid of death." Jiang Yan grew one year older, his facial features became clearer, and his eyebrows were a little more firm. "Life and death can serve the country and the people, which is Yan'er's blessing."

Old Master Jiang smiled and patted his shoulder.

The officers and soldiers were killed by masked people, and the situation around the mansion was in stalemate, but masked people in the mansion had the upper hand. Jiang Chong fought and retreated, and when he protected the door of the side hall, he was already covered in wounds.

"Why?" the masked man smiled, "It's just to invite you to have some tea, not to wait for your life. How much is it not worth it to get hurt all over your body?"

Jiang Chong spat, stood in front of him with a long sword, and had no intention of surrendering at all.

The masked man was a little annoyed and waved his hand to signal his accomplices to come on.

"Kill--" the shaking shout made the people in the room feel apprehensive.

You can tell how many people you have heard the sound. It is impossible for your father to stop him alone! Jiang Yan was anxious and took the sword in Jiang Shen's hand and opened the door and went out, wanting to help.

However, the door opened. Jiang Chong stood beside the threshold, and the courtyard was full of fighting.

"This?" Jiang Yan was stunned.

People who came from all the way were wearing dark red coarse cloth clothes, peonies embroidered on their shoulders, and they made a cruel move. A few sticks beat the masked man to his brain burst and blood flowed.

The masked man who was still aggressive just now was suppressed by this group of people in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Chong frowned and looked at him: "Not like a person from the yamen."

Nonsense. Can the yamen be the way for the fight of this street hooligan? Jiang Yan stared at the wooden stick shovel flying in the air in a daze, and suddenly felt that the sentence "Hiting the thorns is not as good as hooks and halberds" in the "Book of the Chronicle" is not absolute. The hoes in the hands of these people in front of him are much sharper than the weapons in the hands of masked people, and they will kill them if they smash them!

The situation suddenly changed. A group of peony troops climbed over the wall into Jiang Mansion. The masked people ran away to death. After a few hours, the Jiang Mansion was in a mess, blood flowed into a river, but it finally calmed down.

"Thank you for helping me." The old man bowed to the leader, "Do you dare to ask the hero's name?"

The leader was a young man. He looked at the people in the Jiang Mansion with complicated eyes and said nothing.

"There are difficulties for a hero?" said Mr. Jiang. "I just want to know the hero's name and name, so I can repay you."

"Father." Jiang Shen stared at the man for a while and said, "It's not that he has difficulties, but that he is afraid that we will be embarrassed when we say it."

"Why?" Old Master Jiang was puzzled.

Jiang Shen said: "He is named Sihai, and he is the head of Feiyun Palace and the person under the command of the eldest princess."

After living in the Princess's Mansion for so long, I basically recognized the person. This person is not as popular as the four persons, but he also served as an official in the first-tier city.

When everyone in the Jiang Mansion felt embarrassed when they heard this.

The princess's face?

Jiang Yan and Jiang Chong looked at each other, and their expressions were not very comfortable.

Before in Yinping, they cursed those face-to-face people in front of the eldest princess. Unexpectedly, they now bear the life-saving grace.

This is very embarrassing.

Lin Sihai glanced at them and bowed, "The assassin has been arrested, so the mansion should be more vigilant and say goodbye."

"Master Lin." Jiang Shen called him, "The Jiang Mansion has always been grateful. If you leave like this, the people in the mansion will not be able to sleep well."

Upon hearing this, Lin Sihai smiled: "The eldest princess said that all you want is that you are unhappy to repay the kindness."

After saying that, he turned around and took people away from Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Shen: "..." It's really Li Huaiyu's style of acting, it's a bit bad.

Old Master Jiang's face turned green and he turned his head and asked, "What does she mean?"

Jiang Yanxu smiled and said, "It's probably because he's revenge."

Jiang Chong looked at the mess in the yard, then looked at the trembling city moors who came to apologize, and whispered: "That man was capable just now, and so many city moors were helpless, but they could turn the situation around."

"The door was blocked, and the city moat could not enter." Jiang Yan said, "and those people came directly over the wall."

He is strategy and quick to act. I have to say that the people under Princess Danyang are indeed very powerful.

Old Master Jiang looked at the bright red blood on the ground in silence, his eyes very complicated.

When Li Huaiyu was writing a letter from home, she did not write this matter in it. She bit her pen and looked at the little bastard and the little bastard. She wrote a thick dozen letter papers until the letter box was really unable to be stuffed.

Jiang Xuanjin and Liu Yunlie fought from Yongxia to Cangju Mountain, and each had their own victory or defeat. In general, Ziyang was the upper hand. However, Jiang Xuanjin looked not very good-looking, and sat in the tent, which made more than a dozen generals frightened.

"I was imprisoned a few days ago because the spy dereliction of duty. The humble position has been re-arranged, and there will be no such thing in the future."

"The food and grass have been transported to the mediocre situation. It will be able to meet the needs of the army immediately."

Fearing that the thunder of heaven fell on his head, the generals reported good news one by one. When the last person was reported, the general had nothing to say, and said with a stingy forehead: "There seems to be a message coming from the first-tier city."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuanjin let out a brow: "Thank you all, thank you for your hard work, go back and rest, and there will be a battle next day. There will be no trouble if there is another problem."

"Yes!" As soon as the generals were granted a general amnesty, the generals stood up and saluted, rushing to leave the main account.
To be continued...