After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

The next day, the assassin was dragged to the busiest street in Pingzhou City, where the palace guards were already ready.

Ye Xunqing and Feng Jingheng also went over to take a look. They didn't quite understand what Xie Hui was going to do.

The guards tied the already dead assassin to a rack, and under the rack was dry firewood.

Ye Xunqing had seen executions by burning at the stake on TV, but in most cases, the people being burned at the stake would be rescued.

Moreover, Ye Xunqing knew that it was not a real fire, but just a circle of burning firewood around the fire.

Passersby were quickly attracted by the scene. Although they did not know the dead person, they knew the adults sitting in the shade.

One was Lord Hu, the prefect of Pingzhou, one was Commander Zhao, and the other was General Han.

These three people don't have many opportunities to get together normally. Today they have disturbed the three old men, it seems that things are not simple.

"Who is that? Why is his face so dark?"

"Why are you dragging a dead person here in broad daylight?"

"You better stop talking. Didn't you see there's blood all over the road? This guy must be in big trouble."

Zhao Huaixin didn't like sitting in public and being watched by others, but today, he had to be there.

Hu Du gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. It wasn't very hot that day, but he just felt uncomfortable with the heat.

"Is Lord Hu not feeling well? Why are you sweating so much?" Zhao Huaixin asked kindly.

Hu Du cursed him in his heart, "You're bringing up something that's not relevant to the topic," but he couldn't show it on the surface. "No, it's nothing. I'm just a little hot-headed."

Zhao Huaixin nodded, "I thought Lord Hu was frightened. After all, the bloody corpse was shown to Lord Hu."

Xie Hui became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, so he asked the guards to throw the dead body in front of the yamen gate early in the morning. When Hu Du opened the door, he saw the dead body and was so shocked that he didn't say anything for a long time.

When he finally realized what was happening and saw who had brought the dead body over, he was so furious he had no place to vent.

But when he learned the man's identity, he broke out in a cold sweat again.

It was an assassin! An assassin actually dared to assassinate the prince!

How daring is this man? Doesn't he know that the Annan Palace is full of experts?

Zhao Huaixin said calmly, "I'm sure both of you know about the assassination of King Annan last night, right?"

General Han and Lord Hu nodded, "Yes, yes, I understand."

Even if you didn't know it before, you should know it now.

Lord Hu is generally in charge of all matters big and small in Pingzhou City, but it is General Han who maintains the public security of Pingzhou City. Zhao Huaixin will also maintain public security, but he does not have much power. All his power comes from King Annan.

The appearance of an assassin in Pingzhou City was not a big deal, but the appearance of an assassin in the Annan Palace was a big deal.

Regardless of whether the prince is in trouble or not, it is certain that these two adults have failed in their duties.

If any of the royal family members are harmed in the slightest, the local officials will be implicated.

"Then what do you two gentlemen think should be done about this matter?" Zhao Huaixin asked.

Hu Du said, "Commander Zhao, he's been captured this time, hasn't he? He's already dead. If the prince wants to grind him to dust, executing him here will deter other assassins from taking another step beyond the line."

"Lord Hu speaks so simply. If the person dies, just burn him. But what about the person who is behind the scenes? Let him continue to stay in Pingzhou City and endanger the prince's safety?" General Han said dissatisfiedly.

Lord Hu wasn't a good-tempered official either. When he heard General Han accusing him, he immediately threw dirty water back. "Hey, Pingzhou City's public security has always been the responsibility of General Han. Now the assassin has found his way to the palace and almost injured the prince. Isn't General Han going to do anything to express his gratitude? Or did General Han put the assassin in there himself?"

General Han's eyes widened. "Nonsense! How could I possibly allow an assassin to enter the palace?"

Lord Hu couldn't find anything clear when checking the household registration, but he was very good at finding fault.

"General Han, do you mean that as long as these assassins don't come before the prince, we can allow them to threaten the people in Pingzhou City?" Hu Du can become the prefect of Pingzhou City, so his mind must be very smart.

After hearing this, Zhao Huaixin glanced at him sideways. A military general is a military general. He speaks directly and can never beat a civil official.

General Han was so anxious that his face turned red. "I said no, and that's it. I have deployed military defenses inside and outside Pingzhou City. There is absolutely no way there could be an assassin!"

Lord Hu asked with a smile, "What's going on with those dark-faced assassins? They can't have just appeared out of nowhere, right?"

General Han was also unable to explain why the soldiers allowed the man to enter Pingzhou City when he had so many tattoos on his face.

"Enough, I'm not here to listen to you quarreling. I want you to see what happens to assassins." Zhao Huaixin spoke up to stop them.

Lord Hu and General Han were puzzled. Wasn't the assassin's fate a death? Now that he was dead, the worst that could happen was just his bones being crushed and scattered like ashes. What else could there be?

Zhao Huaixin raised his hand, and immediately a guard brought him a bow and an arrow.

The arrow was more than one meter long, the tip was thicker than a thumb, and extremely sharp.

If it passes through a person's chest, even if the person doesn't die, a large piece of flesh will be scraped off.

Lord Hu was a civil servant, so naturally he couldn't stand seeing these things. Even General Han, a military commander, couldn't help but feel terrified when he saw the gleaming silver arrowhead.

He had never seen Zhao Huaixin take action, but he had heard that he was an extremely powerful person and no one had ever escaped from him.

Zhao Huaixin bent his bow and drew his arrow, aiming it at the dead man hanging on the shelf. His target was the man's wrist.

With a sound of breaking through the air, a sharp arrow quickly pierced into the dead man's wrist, nailing him firmly to the pillar.

Ye Xunqing couldn't help but grin his teeth and took two steps back. "Oh my god, what accurate archery..."

Before he could finish reading, another sharp arrow pierced the assassin's other hand.

One after another, sharp arrows flew out, piercing him into a hedgehog.

While Ye Xunqing was amazed at his archery skills, he was trying to figure out if he had offended him in any way.

If this arrow were to stab him, it wouldn't take so many arrows, just one would be enough.

It was not until the man could no longer hold any more arrows that Zhao Huaixin ordered all the arrows to be pulled out of the assassin's body.

The blood had dried up, and even if the sword was drawn, no more blood would flow.

But the image of the assassin with holes all over his body was deeply imprinted in people's minds. At this moment, they all understood one thing: they must not offend Commander Zhao.