Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

The young man, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, also pulled out a knife from under the stall and was about to chop at Zhang Shikang.

Zhang Shikang protected Ma Lingqi and dodged left and right, but his martial arts skills were too poor.

He had to protect Ma Lingqi and he couldn't avoid the knife in time. He had to close his eyes and take the knife.

At this moment, Ma Lingqi in his arms suddenly broke free from him and let out an angry cry.

"ah--"

After recovering from her confused state, Ma Lingqi grasped the silver spear and knocked the young man's knife away with just one strike.

Then Ma Lingqi rolled towards the young man, and with her silver spear flying, she stabbed the young man to death in the blink of an eye.

Sun Buyi saw his son being killed, and immediately rushed towards Ma Lingqi with his teeth bared.

Ma Lingqi frowned and used the silver spear in her hand to knock the broken blade out of Sun Buyi's hand again, and stabbed Sun Buyi's ankle with the spear, making him unable to move.

The assassination took only a moment, and Ma Lingqi completed the counterattack in just a moment.

At this time, Hong Xiucheng had already rushed to the scene and quickly controlled Sun Buyi. At the same time, the two hundred guards had clear division of labor and immediately controlled half of the street.

Several Jinyiwei cavalrymen ran around, some to notify the Imperial Guards and some to notify Qin Liangyu.

Ma Lingqi then quickly threw away the silver spear, ran to Zhang Shikang with an anxious look on her face and said:

"Brother Wuji, are you okay?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Shikang's face was full of black lines. He showed his right arm. Sun Buyi's knife was very powerful and directly pierced his right arm.

At this time, blood was flowing from Zhang Shikang's right arm. Ma Lingqi panicked and burst into tears.

"It's all my fault! If I hadn't gone to the fortune teller, you wouldn't have gotten hurt.

It’s all my fault! Woohoo—”

Ma Lingqi cried and tried to pull Zhang Shikang's sleeve away. She was often injured and had experience in dealing with various wounds.

But she still overestimated Zhang Shikang's ability to endure pain. Just one pull made Zhang Shikang grimace.

"What's the point of crying? You won't die."

"Wuuuuu - Brother Wuji, please be patient." Ma Lingqi cried and quickly took out a bottle of medicine from her body.

She carefully poured the white powder in the medicine bottle onto the bleeding wound.

I don't know what kind of herbal powder the powder was made from, but it stopped the bleeding in just a moment.

Ma Lingqi tore a piece of cloth from her lapel and bandaged Zhang Shikang.

Zhang Shikang looked at the girl with tearful eyes, yet she was treating his injuries seriously, and suddenly the pain was gone.

He stretched out his left hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of Ma Lingqi's eyes.

"Don't cry. This is the 193rd assassination attempt I have experienced. I'm used to it. I can't die." Zhang Shikang said self-deprecatingly.

"But you were stabbed because of me!

I'm really useless. Brother Hong didn't get so close to me because I know martial arts. It's all my fault!" Ma Lingqi said, tears welling up in her guilty eyes again.

"You are still young, you have never experienced this before, don't blame yourself.

Besides, getting stabbed for your woman is nothing." Zhang Shikang said casually.

Ma Lingqi was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and suddenly she felt a strange sense of happiness.

This feeling of happiness came so suddenly, and was so different from the love her brother, father, and grandmother had for her, that she couldn't tell where it came from.

But she only knew that the man in front of her took a knife for him and said it was nothing.

She didn't know how to express the warmth in her heart, but she couldn't help but throw herself into Zhang Shikang's arms.

Zhang Shikang only felt a gust of fragrant breeze coming, and he raised his right hand and hugged Ma Lingqi's slender waist with his left hand.

Ma Lingqi threw herself into Zhang Shikang's arms, tears flowing again, but she only felt warmth.

The situation just now was too sudden, and Hong Xiucheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. In the end, it was a close call without any danger. Seeing the two people hugging each other as if no one was around, Hong Xiucheng did not disturb them for the time being.

"Okay, okay, this is on the street!" Zhang Shikang patted Ma Lingqi's waist with his left hand and reminded her.

Zhang Shikang didn't care. He was very thick-skinned and he had even often seen young couples kissing each other on the streets.

But Ma Lingqi was still a young girl after all, and the people who were controlled around her were all watching her. Moreover, he saw several brothers from the Second Sons Group rushing over not far away.

However, Ma Lingqi seemed to enjoy this feeling. She hugged Zhang Shikang's waist with both hands, pressed her cheek against Zhang Shikang's chest, and listened to the thumping heartbeat in her body.

"Girl, if you want a hug, let's go back and get one. Your dad is here."

As soon as Zhang Shikang said this, Ma Lingqi was startled and broke away from Zhang Shikang's arms, with such great strength that she almost pushed Zhang Shikang down.

But then a large group of people including Ma Xianglin, Sun Weifan, Sun Dasheng, Xu Wenyuan and others came running over panting.

Behind them was a large group of guards.

"Commander!"

"Big brother!"

"Are you OK?"

As they ran, a large group of people shouted to each other and towards Zhang Shikang.

Zhang Shikang waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

Ma Xianglin immediately frowned and looked at Ma Lingqi and said:

"Lingqi, do you know that you almost made a huge mistake?"

He had already learned the whole story from the person who reported the incident, and he started scolding Ma Lingqi.

For the imperial court, Zhang Shikang was not only a military marshal, but also shouldered the hope for the revival of the Ming Dynasty. Ma Xianglin certainly understood the importance of Zhang Shikang.

If Zhang Shikang died because of the accident involving his daughter, even if he died to apologize, it would probably not be able to offset the emperor's wrath.

"Daddy, Lingqi... Lingqi knows she is wrong, I... I..."

"What do you mean? You have practiced martial arts for so many years, but you can't even defend against two petty thieves. If it were the Marshal..."

"Alright, alright, General Ma, stop yelling here. I told you it's okay!"

Ma Lingqi felt guilty and aggrieved when her father scolded her, but Ma Xianglin was obviously still angry and was about to continue scolding him, but Zhang Shikang frowned and interrupted Ma Xianglin's spell.

When Ma Xianglin saw Zhang Shikang speaking, he bowed and shut up.

He actually saw his daughter in Zhang Shikang's arms just now, and knew that the two of them had probably already expressed their feelings.

But even so, he still had to scold him, otherwise he would be humiliated to death by Sun Weifan, Huang Degong and others in the military camp.

If we say that Zhang Shikang in his previous life often claimed that he was the future of the entire village.

Now he is the future of the entire White Spear Army, the future of the Huben Army, the future of the Guards, and the future of the entire Ming Dynasty.

It is a consensus among everyone that no one can afford the cost of Zhang Shikang's accident.

"Ahem - let's go and interrogate the assassin's identity first." Zhang Shikang was a little embarrassed.

No matter what, Ma Xianglin can be considered his father-in-law in the future, so it is always a bit inappropriate for him to speak like this.

Fortunately, Ma Xianglin didn't care. He quickly walked towards Hong Xiucheng and decided to interrogate the guy who dared to assassinate his son-in-law together with Hong Xiucheng.

Of course, Sun Dasheng and others on the side also saw that their eldest brother was hugging Ma Lingqi just now.

"Should we... call her sister-in-law?" Sun Dasheng turned his head and asked Xu Wenyuan.

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