So what if I traveled through time? I'll continue to roll in another place

It was still dark outside, and the servants could only hold torches to illuminate the way. The Xiao family was not very close to the imperial city, and she rode in a small carriage, wobbling through the streets and alleys.

Life was really miserable in the days of underdeveloped productivity, Xiao Yueshan sighed silently, it would be great if I could drive.

Zhou Yao was nervous and excited about having to report to the court, but he couldn't show it as he was in the carriage with Xiao's father, so he looked a little embarrassed.

Xiao Zheng had no choice but to accept the abnormal behavior of his daughter and son-in-law. He thought it would be better to remind Zhou Yao of the things to pay attention to when attending court. The kid even forgot that he needed ivory cards before attending court. He didn't know whether he really didn't understand or just forgot.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Zheng said, "Yao'er, when you go to the palace to hear the news, you have to wait until the bell and drum department of Wumen Gate strikes the drum three times before you can beat the drum. Your father has already gone to court and cannot accompany you. The general on duty at Chang'an Gate will send someone to inquire when he hears the drum. You must loudly report your name, position, and grievances, and wait for the eunuch to summon you before you can enter the palace through the Ye Gate. Civil officials are on the left and military officials are on the right. You must never take the middle imperial road."

Zhou Yao listened carefully and nodded repeatedly, "When you arrive in front of the emperor, you must first kneel and kowtow three times. After the ceremony, cough before reading the memorial aloud. What you are reporting this time will definitely cause an uproar in the court. If other officials come out to make responses, you will be the first to report. Even if you don't speak, you must kneel and listen. Only after the matters you have reported are discussed, can you retreat to the end of the civil service team. Wait until all political affairs have been reported, the officials of the Ministry of Rites have finished their reports, and the emperor's carriage has retreated before the court can be dismissed. Your father will wait for you to return home together." Xiao Zheng taught very carefully.

"Yes, I will definitely do as my father says." Zhou Yao took note of Xiao Zheng's advice carefully.

"By the way, where is your memorial?" Xiao Zheng had been worried about his son-in-law's mental state. After giving him instructions, he realized that he had nothing in his hands.

"I don't have any memorial." Zhou Yao replied.

"No memorial?" Xiao Zheng was shocked again and just wanted to persuade him to give up.

Before he could finish his words, someone outside shouted "Candle out", and a sharp arrow shot through the curtain and went straight into the carriage next to Xiao Zheng's head.

Before the two could react, sharp arrows whistled towards them.

Zhou Yao hurriedly bent down to protect Xiao Zheng. The coachman outside the carriage was hit by an arrow and fell off the carriage with a scream. There was no one driving the carriage, and the horses slowed down.

Xiao Zheng has been teaching and educating people all his life, and he has never seen such a dangerous scene. He grabbed Zhou Yao's sleeve tightly and said, "What...what should I do?"

He was even more shocked when he saw his son-in-law swiftly pull out a long sword from his wide sleeves. His son-in-law didn't bring any memorials to the court, but he actually brought a long sword. He didn't expect that after not seeing him for so many days, his good student had already become so skilled in both literature and martial arts.

After a burst of sporadic arrow rain, it became quiet outside. Zhou Yao made a gesture to Xiao Zheng to keep quiet and held up a knife to protect Xiao Zheng.

The curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and Zhou Yao stabbed fiercely with a knife. The man dodged and shouted anxiously: "Sir, it's me! Zhao Cheng."

"Brother Zhao, what happened?" He lifted the curtain, and Zhao Cheng jumped onto the carriage to stabilize it. "Someone is trying to assassinate us, but it's not aimed at us."

Zhou Yao's heart suddenly tightened, Yue Shan! Could it be aimed at Yue Shan! ?

Zhao Cheng saw his nervousness and quickly replied, "The rain of arrows was directed at the carriage in front. The carriage and the procession looked quite magnificent. It was not Madam Zhou. I just don't know which family it was from."

As the two were talking, the villains in front snatched the reins of the carriage in front and rushed straight towards them. The servants of the front carriage were scattered and followed closely behind the carriage to chase. One of the servants was hit by countless arrows, like a bloody hedgehog, but he still fought hard, trying to protect the people in the carriage.

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and on the carriage was hung a family emblem with the word "Song"!

Zhao Cheng was startled. He looked at the carriage and saw that it was actually the carriage of Prime Minister Song Pu! He immediately took his sword, saw the opportunity and jumped onto the frame of Song Pu's carriage, and fought with the gangster driving the carriage.

There were only a few imperial cavalry and pedestrians on the road near the imperial city. When the patrolling soldiers saw that the carriage of the Song Mansion had been seized, they immediately shouted to each other: "There is a thief who wants to assassinate the prime minister."

Suddenly, the ministers' carriage guards nearby and the imperial guards outside the imperial city were alarmed.

Seeing that Zhao Cheng was extremely difficult to deal with, the criminals rushed over again. Taking advantage of Zhao Cheng's full strength and unable to stop the fight, they ran into Zhao Cheng's sword and killed themselves cleanly. Zhao Cheng was a little confused by the fact that the criminal with extraordinary martial arts skills suddenly offered himself up.

Without giving it any more thought, he immediately pulled the reins to stop the carriage, pushed open the embroidered door that had been torn by swords and knives, and checked on Song Pu's condition inside the carriage.

Song Pu was hit deeply in the left shoulder by an arrow. He was originally wearing a scarlet robe, and blood was flowing out, staining his official uniform. It was impossible to see how much blood had been shed.

Before Zhao Cheng could say anything, the servants of the Song Mansion surrounded him and heard a steward shouting, "The master has been shot by an arrow. Go back home and call a doctor!" Zhao Cheng had no reason to stay in the car, so he jumped out of the Song Mansion's car and saw the people from the Song family rushing back.

There is no news more shocking than this. The news that the prime minister was assassinated in the street outside the imperial city spread quickly among the civil and military officials. Even the regent prince Chu Yuanming immediately ordered several imperial doctors to go to the Song Mansion to treat Song Pu.

Xiao Yueshan came from another direction to Chang'an Gate, and her journey was surprisingly smooth. When Song Pu was assassinated, her carriage was already waiting at the Dengwen drum under Chang'an Gate.

When she heard the news of the assassination, she thought it was aimed at her or Zhou Yao, but she didn't expect that the servants would find out that the assassinated person was actually Prime Minister Song Pu? !

She was confused. Although the situation might involve Song Pu's brother-in-law, Xie Wenchang, the prefect of Huainan Prefecture, Song Pu himself had not yet been dealt with, and the clues they had were not enough to implicate the prime minister.

Now Song Pu was willing to risk his life when she and Zhou Yao were about to beat the drum to report the incident. He really had bad intentions. She didn't believe that someone would be so desperate to assassinate the prime minister, nor did she believe that such a big thing could be a coincidence, and she didn't believe that if they really wanted to assassinate a high-ranking official, they would not kill him and leave him alive.

Song Pu took the initiative to join the game, and she could only think that it was a self-torture trick, sacrificing his body to compete with them in reporting the corruption in Jiangzhou to grab the limelight. She didn't expect that the Prime Minister would take the initiative to join the game, but wasn't such a move too deliberate?

She thought a lot and couldn't make up her mind for a while, wondering whether the assassination was directed and acted by Song Pu himself.

They could not care less about so many things. Even if Song Pu's performance today stole the limelight and attracted all the attention, they still had to protest as planned and strive to get the truth to the surface. They could not ignore tens of millions of people just because of someone's political show.

If Song Pu and Xie Wenchang and their ilk had embezzled relief money and grain, then even if he died a hundred times it would not be enough to pay for his life, not to mention that just suffering a minor injury artificially like this would only make people more disgusted.