At this time, in Xianyang City, the inner room in Zhao Gao’s mansion.

"Have you arranged the matter of Mr. Gao and Feng Jie going to Fanyang County this time?" It was still Zhao Gao and Yan Le, the son-in-law, who were still sitting under the dim candlelight.

"The incident of his proposal to rush to Fanyang suddenly came. It was too late for Fanyang's people to withdraw, but I have made arrangements, I am afraid that this group of people will not be able to reach Fanyang..."

Facing Zhao Gao's inquiry, Yan Le's eyes were full of hatred, as if he was waiting for Ying Gao's head to be placed on the table opposite him. Obviously, his arrangement was just for this time.

"There are 200 elite guards beside him, and this son is extremely sloppy. If you make such a arrangement, wouldn't it be a suspicion of being alerted? Once this matter is exposed and the young master Gao is caught, how can I protect you?"

This time, Zhao Gao did not scold Yan Le, but his face was full of helplessness. This time, Ying Huo Shuo's heart was completely unable to meet his expectations under Ying Gao's interference. What he didn't expect was that Ying Gao actually asked to go to Dongjun directly, which made all the censors he had prepared before blind. Of course, there were people who Zhao Gao had planted in Fan Yang, but he believed that the planting was deep enough, and the most important thing was that those people did not know that he was the master behind the scenes, so what he was worried about at this time was his uneasy son-in-law.

"My uncle is relieved. All the people sent this time are dead soldiers. Even if this guy doesn't die, it will be difficult to find out the relationship."

"Mr. Xu, is there any news coming?" Zhao Gao sighed slightly and stopped asking about the assassination. He always helped Yan Le to grasp the general direction. As for how to act specifically, he never interfered.

"I have sent people to test his oral words several times, but this person is stubborn and not used by us. That's okay. Fan Yang has countless officials, not only is he the county magistrate Xu Gong. For his own family, he will not be ignorant of the praises when his son Gao goes this time."

"At this point, this is the only way. From today on, you will stop and don't participate in Fan Yang's affairs until Young Master Gao returns."

"Happy, follow the teachings of my uncle..."

Looking at Yan Le leaving respectfully, Zhao Gao suddenly felt in his heart. Although he had not participated in it personally in the past few times, Ying Gao repeatedly slapped Yan Le in the face. Zhao Gao knew that the more frustrated this person was, the more he was dissatisfied. The more he was dissatisfied, the more he was dissatisfied, the more impulsive he was, just like Yan Le now.

In the suburbs of Fanyang County, thousands of miles away, the plot is indeed going on as Yan Le imagined. Rhythmic snoring sounds were coming from the carriage of Winning Gao. The guards were patrolling the periphery, but the crisis came from the circle.

In a blink of an eye, no less than ten people in black had gathered on an ancient tree above the Yinggao carriage. The weapons in their hands shining with cold light against the moonlight interpreted their identities.

These people were obviously all experts in tree climbing. Step by step from the top, there was no sound. Even the birds on the tree next door just looked at them curiously, and then lazily inserted their heads into their feathers.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

They took advantage of the moment when the patrolling guards turned around and all jumped off the branches. The landing was still silent, and they walked quickly towards Ying Gao's carriage that was still snoring.

At this time, Ying Gao seemed to be sleeping soundly, and the snoring changed. Even if these people made slight footsteps, they were covered by his snoring. Besides, the snoring was not the only one who snoring. Just say that the Zhu family, which is only one or two feet away from his carriage, seemed to be in the game with Win Gao.

As they approached the carriage, the dozens of people immediately divided into two groups and headed towards the windows on both sides of the carriage. Obviously, they had planned it in advance.

The window of the carriage was blocked by a cloth curtain, and the snoring sounds were coming from the inside. The two teams came outside the cloth curtains on both sides, and compared each other with gestures. They raised their swords and ran to the cloth curtains. The inside of the carriage could barely lie down. The knife was released on both sides. If there was someone inside, it would be absolutely certain to stab him to death, let alone the snoring inside was still being hit.

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

"Dong!Dong!"

Two sounds of breaking through the air are enough to indicate the power of the two sharp blades, but the next two sounds of "dong!dong!" are not right. This is not the sound of stabbing the flesh and blood body, but clearly the drilling on the wooden board.

"There is a fraud!"

The two men who failed to get a blow could not help but let out a low voice, and almost reached out and pulled the curtain on the lathe at the same time. They heard it clearly. Until the weapon stabbed the wooden board, the snoring in the car had not stopped.

When they took off the curtain, they looked in the moonlight and found that there was indeed a bare wooden board inside. Where was the one who imagined that Ying Gao was sleeping soundly?

But just when they wanted to retreat, unexpected things happened...

"Oh? I'll get it! There's an assassin! Get up and catch the assassin! I almost stabbed me to death!"

This shout almost pushed up the hood of the carriage, and even the assassin was shocked, but the call was clearly coming from the carriage, and this statement sounded quite different from the official words of Daqin. Could it be that he was a ghost?

But one of the assassins looked into the carriage and finally found the clues.

"This car has a mezzanine! People are under the wooden board!"

Yes, Ying Gao is indeed in this carriage, and Hulu is indeed made by him, but this carriage has undergone some minor improvements long before departure.

Because he was afraid of being an assassin during this long journey, Ying Gao ordered the two carriages of him and Feng Jie to be mixed with each other. They are no different from ordinary carriages on weekdays. Once it is time to sleep in the open at night, you can cover the board and sleep in the mezzanine themselves. In this way, it is no different to have a layer of protection.

So, tonight, such a transformation just works.

However, Ying Gao was assassinated in his sleep and woke up from his pig-like cry, which also revealed his true position.

These people are indeed dead soldiers. They are just killing people. At this time, they found out where the person was hiding, so how could they just leave.

So the man who first discovered him leaned into the car and reached out to lift the wooden board.

"call out!"

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!