Tang Dynasty: Nine-year-old County Grandpa

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At noon, the meal is about to be served.

The streets are full of people.

Zhanzhao's fiery red samurai-robed figure, like a cheetah, rushed up from the diagonal position behind the side of a carriage.

The carriage was lining up to leave the city, and the carriage in front of it had already left.

As long as the carriage got faster, it could rush out of the city gates and be intercepted by unsuspecting soldiers.

After all, no one will be okay

to move the rejected horse in the middle of the road!

"The sergeant guarding the door, I am Chang'an Ling Chu Jie, immediately stop the carriage, Princess Changle is on it!"

Seeing that the carriage was about to move, Chu Jie yelled in a hurry.

The more than twenty soldiers in fiery red leather armor standing outside the door were only standing a dozen steps in front of the carriage, and did not make a posture to prevent collision.

After they heard Chu Jie's words, they instantly pressed down their spears and aimed them at the head of the horse pulling the cart.

"Shhhhh

The pack horse pulling the cart screamed.

Faced with a sharp object close at hand, it refused to take a step forward despite the driver's desperate thrust.

"Sand Lake Yadiradha!"

the driver of the carriage let out a strange verbal roar, turned and rushed to the

carriage, as if to enter.

At this time, Zhanzhao, who rushed out from behind, jumped on the wheel and flew up with a kick the moment he jumped, and flew out with a kick to the driver who wanted to get into the carriage.

The moment the coachman fell off his horse, he was pressed to the chest by a dozen spears.

And after Zhanzhao kicked the driver away, the moment he opened the curtain, years of experience in the rivers and lakes made him tilt his head to prevent something from attacking inside.

Whoa......

There was a muffled sound, and a stream of lime erupted from the door curtain the moment Zhanzhao turned his head.

If he hadn't turned his face away, his eyes would have been ruined!

"Quick, save people!"

Chu Jie saw Zhanzhao in ink behind the carriage, and he jumped to his feet in a hurry.

At the moment when the lime was about to disperse, Zhanzhao did not hesitate to get into the carriage.

In the carriage, a woman dressed as a maid held Princess Changle's neck in her right hand, and pressed her neck with a knife in her left hand, as if she was about to make a hostage-taking action.

Princess Changle's childish face at this time had a calm look, which made Zhan Zhao secretly admire.

Before the woman who tried to take the hostage was finished, Zhanzhao grabbed the woman's knife-wielding hand like lightning, and with a force, the two women were pulled out one after the other.

"Get out!"

Zhan Zhao twisted his hand and snatched the short knife, pulling away the female assassin's right hand that was holding Princess Changle, and pushing her out of the carriage.

"Don't move!"

a dozen soldiers grimly pressed their spears against the two assassins, a

man and a woman.

"Keep your mouth alive!" Chu

Jie, who was a little out of breath all the way over, roared, and what caught his eye was the mocking eyes of the two assassins who were suppressed on the ground.

"Check their mouths, it's poisonous!" Chu

Jie suddenly became anxious.

Click...... Click......

Two men and a woman who were pinned to the ground bit something at the same time.

In the next second, the faces of the two turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Poof......

After spitting out a mouthful of black blood almost at the same time, he died of exhaustion.

The soldiers of the defenders of the more than a dozen city gate caves immediately looked at each other, a little at a loss.

"!" Chu

Jie was suddenly angry and scolded the future generations.

"My lord, I'm sorry for the slow downfall!" Zhanzhao

bowed down with a look of shame.

At this time, a black-faced man wearing a bright light armor with a golden background and red patterns, and a red cloak on his back that only high-ranking officers are qualified to wear, rushed down from the city gate tower with hundreds of soldiers.

When the Mingguang armored general saw the corpse on the ground, and then saw the woman still standing on the wheel, he was shocked.

"My mother, this is Princess Changle, my God

!" "Lord Chu, thank you very much, this time I Cheng Chumo, no, our Cheng family owes you a favor!"

The general almost fainted in fright, and rushed over to look at Chu Jie, full of gratitude.

If the emperor's favorite princess was pulled out of his city gate by a carriage, then it would not be a matter of cutting off his head!"

"It turns out that you are the nine-year-old Chang'an Ling, Chu Jie."

Princess Changle, who was standing on the wheel, flashed a hint of surprise in her flat eyes.

Obviously, she also recognized Chu Jie, who was inexplicably sprayed by herself.

"It's this official who is not doing his job.

Because the assassin successfully committed suicide, Chu Jie responded angrily and waved his hand.

The city patrol who had just arrived lifted the body.

"Stingy!" Princess

Changle thought that Chu Jie was still annoyed by being scolded by herself for no reason, and rolled her eyes playfully.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please come down, this carriage still has to be carried back as an investigative object.

Chu Jie said again.

"How do you know that this palace is Changle?" Princess

Changle asked a little strangely after getting out of the carriage.

"Your temperament is noble, and there is a slight resemblance between your eyebrows and Your Majesty.

"If it is an ordinary official eunuch, you can come out under the protection of the guards, but the only princess who has a noble status and cannot come out at will.

Chu Jie glanced at Princess Changle with a smile, and didn't say a word, that is, he knew that Princess Changle had escaped.

"You ......"

Princess Changle glared at him with some annoyance.

"Lord Chu's discerning eyes are really powerful, if it weren't for you, our Cheng family would be in trouble.

Cheng Chumo said beside him.

"Lu Guogong's eldest son, you are polite.

Chu Jie calmly treated Cheng Chumo's salute.

"Hmph, boring man, I'm going back!" Princess

Changle snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Wait, princess, you haven't explained how you got into this carriage.

Chu Jie looked at Changle, who realized that he was in trouble, turned around and wanted to run, and shouted in a deep voice.

"I won't tell you, what's the matter?"

Changle was stopped by Chu Jie when he ran away, and he was suddenly a little annoyed.

"Of course, the official can't do anything to you, at most he just made it clear in the file that you have a neat hairstyle, and you haven't even dropped your headdress, and it's obvious that you got on the bus voluntarily.

"Whether you want to track it down or not, that's Your Majesty's business.

Chu Jie shrugged his shoulders and said.

"You take the palace?" Princess

Changle shook her fist at Chu Jie and said angrily.

"This official doesn't mean this, you either make it clear now, and I will do my best to pick you out, or you explain to Your Majesty yourself, it's completely up to your convenience, and you don't mean to take it personally.

Chu Jie said expressionlessly.

"Awesome!" Cheng

Chu next to him silently gave a thumbs up to Chu Jie.

The second-generation circle of officials knows that Princess Changle is not rude, on the contrary, her quality is very high, but no one can stop her when she is willful.

The first time he was deflated, it actually happened in front of Chu Jie.