Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

"Enter and search!"

In the courtyard of the posthouse where the morning mist had dissipated, crushed begonias were scattered on the blue brick floor.

When Shen Zhengqing's black iron combat boots rolled over the crimson petals, the armored soldiers of the city defense camp had already poured into the vermilion lacquered gate like a black tide.

The leading captain kicked open the carved wooden door of the east wing, startling the sandalwood floating in the room.

"Check carefully!"

Shen Zhengqing's sword cast sparks on the bluestone slabs, and his eyes were always fixed on Xun Yu's drooping wide sleeves - the jade-colored sleeves were trembling slightly, like an undercurrent surging under a cold pond.

The soldiers overturned the rosewood table, and the brocade cushions were cut open by sharp blades, and snow-white goose down mixed with incense ash flew all over the sky.

Zhang Qian dragged the iron chain to the antique display case, and his skinny fingers brushed over the gold-plated and silver-inlaid objects:

"Don't let go of any place. I will investigate with you!"

Before he finished speaking, two armored soldiers swung their iron axes and split the entire carved wooden wall, and wood chips fell on Xun Yu's brocade shoes.

"Be careful."

Xun Yu suddenly chuckled, and his fingertips stroked the curtain that was blown open by the strong wind: "That green jade Pixiu is a gift from the emperor of your country."

Before he could finish his words, the jade sculpture had already fallen in the collision with the armor, shattering into cold stars all over the ground.

Shen Zhengqing noticed that the blue veins on Xun Yu's neck were throbbing in the morning light, like a bowstring that was about to break.

The second team of soldiers rushed straight to the study on the west side.

The bronze lampstand was knocked to the ground, and the boiling hot lamp oil spilled onto the pile of bamboo slips. The rising green smoke was filled with the scent of burnt ink.

Du Ruhui covered his mouth and coughed violently. The iron chain scraped against the blue bricks, making a harsh sound: "Beams! Don't let any place go!"

Three soldiers immediately set up a ladder and moved between the carved beams with their swords, slicing down spider webs mixed with wood chips.

"Commander!" The guards brought a half-length of blood-stained hemp rope with dark purple ointment on the knot.

Just as Shen Zhengqing was about to reach out his hand, Xun Yu's sleeves suddenly rolled up like clouds and blocked his arm with his hand:

"This is the purple gold ointment used to treat hoof injuries of war horses. General Shen can't even recognize this?"

There was a sneer in his voice as sharp as an icy blade, but his eyes glanced at the Podocarpus that had been knocked crooked in the courtyard.

Two hours later, the sun had climbed to the top of the glazed tiles.

Shen Zhengqing looked at the pile of broken objects in the courtyard and slowly stroked the gold pattern on the handle of the knife with his palm.

Zhang Qian suddenly roared to the sky, and the iron chains rattled: "Someone must have leaked the news! Xun Yu must have moved the evidence last night!"

Xun Yu suddenly burst into laughter, and the beads on his nine-tasseled crown trembled in the sunlight: "What a loyal dog!"

"You are obviously an envoy of the Han Dynasty. Why are you so kind to help the Chu State investigate the murderer?"

"Humph, it's just the thief crying thief, maybe you are the murderer!"

Du Ruhui suddenly sneered: "Xun Yu, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it. You must have noticed the troop movement in the city last night, so you destroyed the clues in advance."

"enough!"

Shen Zhengqing's face turned pale, and he slammed his scabbard heavily on the bluestone slab, frowning and saying, "No clues have been found, and Lord Xun has been cleared of suspicion..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Qian suddenly burst into laughter.

The fragments of the green jade Pixiu reflected thousands of spots of light in the morning light, and Zhang Qian suddenly attacked.

The tall middle-aged man seemed to stagger towards Xun Yu, but three poisonous black lights burst out from his sleeves - it was the "mother-and-child chain arrows" that had been lost in the martial arts world!

Shen Zheng blocked the arrow with his Qingxiuchun sword, and the poisonous arrow grazed Xun Yu's jade crown and flew past, emitting bursts of green smoke as it sank into the pillar.

"Be careful with hidden weapons!"

Du Ruhui suddenly roared and rushed towards the crossbow-wielding soldier, and the iron chain around his neck broke in an instant.

While everyone was surprised.

This thin figure who always had a hunched back suddenly grew taller, and his fingers like dead branches pierced Shen Zhengqing's eyes.

Amid the exclamations of the soldiers in the city defense camp, Du Ruhui pulled out a blade as thin as a cicada's wing from his sleeve, and the cold light went straight for Xun Yu's throat!

Although he was a civil servant, he was proficient in the six arts of a gentleman.

Martial arts, of course, also exist.

"Ding!"

A jade pendant in front of Xun Yu suddenly exploded, and the flying jade fragments knocked the blade off course by three inches.

When I turned around, I saw that it was Shen Zhengqing who came to the rescue!

Afterwards, Shen Zhengqing took the opportunity to turn around and slash back, with the blade cutting a bloody wound on Du Ruhui's chest, only to find that dark green poisonous blood was flowing out of the wound - this man had actually taken the poison!

"Someone, capture Zhang Qian and Xun Yu!"

When Shen Zhengqing spat out these two words from between his teeth, the swords of the soldiers of the city defense camp were already on Xun Yu's shoulders.

The bronze swords of the Wei warriors were unsheathed at the same time, and the sword edges and knife lights weaved a dense network of cold stars in the courtyard.

"Protect your lord!"

The leader of the Wei soldiers suddenly threw out the bronze lampstand, and the burning lamp oil splashed into the air into a curtain of fire.

Zhang Qian took the opportunity to charge at the crossbow-wielding soldier. Three armor-piercing arrows flew past Xun Yu's jade crown and shot down the bronze wind chimes on the eaves.

Shen Zhengqing advanced in the melee, and used his Embroidered Spring Sword to split the bronze shield of the Wei warrior, but saw that Xun Yu had retreated to the front of the screen wall.

"Want to escape? Humph, stop him!"

At the command, the soldiers of the city defense camp immediately rushed forward and blocked Xun Yu's way with their weapons.

At this moment, Zhang Qian actually rushed out.

His direction is opposite to Xun Yu's!

"Where are you escaping to!" Shen Zhengqing was furious and immediately chased after him.

The moment the bloody scimitar split the thick smoke, Zhang Qian's hunched back suddenly straightened like a pine tree.

This person actually pounced down from the air on the burning curtain, but the blade strangely turned into three shadows halfway!

Every move is a killer move!

Shen Zheng held his Qingxiuchun sword horizontally to block, and the sparks from the collision of the blades illuminated the sinister look in Zhang Qian's eyes.

There was a flash of madness in Zhang Qian's eyes. He exerted all his strength and pushed Shen Zhengqing back several steps.

Then, he leaped forward and chopped him down with a sword.

Shen Zhengqing turned to avoid it, and at the moment when the blade was about to break the caltrops, Zhang Qian's scimitar swept towards him like a ghost.

The blade cut through the gap in the armor, leaving a bloody line on Shen Zhengqing's calf.

The severe pain made Shen Zhengqing's mind clear - every time before Zhang Qian made a move, his earlobe would twitch unconsciously!

When Zhang Qian attacked again, Shen Zhengqing suddenly switched the knife to his left hand and used his right hand to suddenly tear off the jade belt around his waist.

Twelve jade beads were infused with true energy and shot out, forcing Zhang Qian into a blind spot on the burning beam.

Zhang Qian grinned and swung his sword to cut off the load-bearing column. The burning beam came crashing down, but the crossbow hidden in his sleeve behind his back was revealed in the smoke and dust - it turned out to be a killing move that had been prepared long ago!

Shen Zhengqing shouted loudly, and his sword flew out of his hand. The moment the handle hit the mechanism, the blade just pierced Zhang Qian's right shoulder bone.

When Zhang Qian fell to the ground, he suddenly threw out the scimitar in his hand, but Shen Zhengqing caught it with a burning curtain and threw it back.

The moment the blood spurted out, the knife had already pierced through the skinny head, nailing the last hideous smile on the scorched earth.

Seeing the envoys from the two countries being killed, Shen Zhengqing's face became extremely gloomy, and he immediately turned around and chased in the direction where Xun Yu escaped.

Fortunately, at this moment, several personal soldiers came out, escorting Xun Yu, who had disheveled hair.

Shen Zhengqing finally let go of his worry and stepped forward to punch Xun Yu in the abdomen.

"Puff~" Xun Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak.

"This way, you can never escape again!"

Shen Zhengqing snorted coldly: "Take this man to the palace and hand him over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for punishment."

Things went wrong, he could only capture Xun Yu back!