The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 2
Back in the office, Zhao Yu kept frowning.

He really couldn't figure it out, a fifth-rank servant, what qualifications did he have to make Xichang's head family treat him like this?

Soon, the sun was rising.

Zhao Yu, who had been thinking hard in the work room, was reminded by Fan Yan, got up and arranged his clothes and saber, and left the West Factory with the head of the headquarters and Fan Yan.

Xichang is adjacent to Jinyiwei and the six yamen, all outside Chengtianmen, at the root of the imperial city.

At this moment, outside the Chengtian Gate...

There is nothing on the supervisory platform.

But the entire execution ground was already heavily guarded.

Although everyone knows that this is an unlucky thing to kill and see blood, but the people who can't hold back the imperial city are fine with it.

All the subordinates were arranged to guard and patrol around.

However, Zhao Yu is a member of a hundred households after all, and he is also an official, so he just needs to stand honestly under the supervisory stage and act as a front.

At a quarter of noon, there was a commotion from the crowd waiting to watch.

The crowd was so crowded that it couldn't get through, but at this moment, a group of guards forcibly opened up a spacious passage.

Six porters with big arms and round waists carried a very luxurious brocade sedan chair to the execution ground.

On one side of the sedan chair, a half-armored headgear accompanied him.

"See the Duke!!!"

All the Xichang fan officers and captains present knelt down on one knee.

And the hundreds and thousands of households like Zhao Yu also bowed and clasped their fists.

The sedan chair curtain was lifted, and the governor of Xichang with a soft face slowly got up and got out of the sedan chair. Immediately, a young eunuch with him stepped forward and knelt down under the sedan chair.

Stepping on the back of the little eunuch, after getting off the sedan chair, he walked unhurriedly towards the prison platform.

After sitting down, Duke Du nodded slightly.

Immediately, Qianhu was punished by his side and said loudly: "Lead people into criminals!!"

More than a dozen guards escorted an unkempt middle-aged man to the execution platform.

When the criminal was escorted to the center of the execution platform, all the servants present dropped their punishment sticks to the ground and shouted loudly.

"Kneel down!!"

Guo An, the servant of the household department, was just a frail scholar. He was kneeling heavily on the execution platform with a stick on his knees by two servants around him.

Da Taitou turned to look at Duke Du, only to see Duke slightly closed his eyes, keeping his expression on.

As time passed, the executioner stood beside Guo An with a ghost knife in his hand, waiting for orders.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat chilling.

But at this moment, Zhao Yu frowned again.

This scene...

Why does it feel a bit like the Jiangzhou court?
Could it be that there are still people who dare to rob the court at the feet of the emperor?

The prisoner Guo An is just a fifth-rank servant, who would take such a big risk to save him?
"Duke?"

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Da Tan took a step forward and spoke softly to Du Gong.

"Um……"

Only then did the duke open his eyes and waved his hand.

The boss took the order, turned around and gave orders to the executioner Qianhu. After the executioner Qianhu turned around, he made a beheading gesture to the executive officer in the distance.

"something wrong!"

The moment the executioner raised the ghost knife, Zhao Yu subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the Xiuchun knife at his waist.

whizzing...

The moment before the ghost knife fell, a cold light galloped over and shot into the executioner's throat.

One hit kill.

"There are assassins!!"

The executioner fell down, and the guards around drew out their sabers, staring intently at the rioting crowd.

There are quite a few fan servants with good martial arts, who have already rushed away along the place where the cold light suddenly appeared.

On the high platform, Du Gong and Da Tantou looked at each other, but there was no trace of horror in their eyes, more of a kind of understanding.

When the fan servant drew his knife, a dozen or so figures appeared from the crowd of spectators, some of them headed towards the execution platform while the rabbits were rising and falling.

In addition, there were three other people who came straight to the supervisory platform.

These three guys, whose martial arts were obviously superior to others, came straight to Duke Du.

"kill!!"

Among the [-] or so hundreds of households under the supervision stage, except for Zhao Yu, the idiot, the rest of them are quite hard-handed.

The three of them had not yet arrived at the prison platform, but they were already stopped by more than [-] hundred households.

Two of them were entangled, but the one in the middle broke through the encirclement and went straight to the high platform.

"Nima!!!"

Zhao Yu had already drawn his knife, but when he saw the assassin who was coming straight, his legs started to wobble.

There were killing sounds in the audience, but on the stage, Dugong and Da Tantou seemed to turn a blind eye to all of this.

Not to mention Duke Du, even the big stall on one side didn't even draw his sword.

"Protect the Duke!!"

Zhao Yu roared at the assassin, then turned around and ran towards the stage.

He doesn't have martial arts, but his brain is quite bright.

At this time, it seems that the assassin is coming for Duke Du, but in fact, his side is the safest place!
"Go! Protect the Dugong!"

Zhao Yu came to the stage, roared, and slipped towards the back.

All the masters on the supervisory stage went to besiege the assassin one after another, only Zhao Yu stood in front of the Shangguan with a vigilant face, holding a knife.

That posture, as if telling everyone, if you want to hurt Duke Du, you have to step over me first!

It can be said to be loyal!

But in fact, only he knows what Zhao Yu is thinking in his heart.

If it wasn't for thinking that he really couldn't beat him, Zhao Yu might have helped the assassin and activated his golden finger first.

"Steward, take your life!!"

The buddy who rushed up was quite fierce, and in the blink of an eye, the long sword flew up and down, knocking down seven or eight masters from Xichang around him.

And what surprised Zhao Yu even more was that the front end of the long sword in the assassin's hand had a half-foot-long white awn that faltered!

Master! ! !

This is a master who has entered the classics!
The long sword drove straight in, and after swinging away the double swords on the top of the head, it came straight to the Dugong behind him.

As for Zhao Yu who stood in the middle, he automatically became the Duke Du's shield.

Zhao Yu wanted to hide when he saw the sword light near him, but according to his current level, he could only watch helplessly as the long sword pierced through his chest.

And the only thing Zhao Yu could do was to sink his body a few inches, barely avoiding the vital points.

puff!

The long sword pierced through the shoulder, although it hurt terribly, but fortunately it avoided the vital point.

The reason why Zhao Yu was able to avoid it was because the assassin's target was the governor of Xichang who was behind Zhao Yu, not a small hundred household like him.

Otherwise, if a high-end master wants to assassinate a powerless person like Zhao Yu, even if our Zhao Baihu grows two more legs, there is absolutely no reason to avoid it!
Before Zhao Yu fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, he felt a chill behind him.

Turning around with great effort, he saw Duke Du with a smirk on his face, his two fingers lightly clamping the tip of the sword passing through his shoulder.

With two fingers interlaced, the tip of the sword shattered instantly.

Before the assassin and Zhao Yu could react, the eunuch Lan Hua pointed and threw the broken sword backhand.

puff!

The point of the sword pierced Zhao Yu's other shoulder blade.

"Damn it, who did you provoke..."

This was the only thought in Zhao Yu's mind before he passed out.

The martial arts of Duke Xichang was obviously much higher than that of the assassin.The broken sword shot out through Zhao Yu's shoulder blade, and directly nailed the leading assassin's forehead.

The assassin's eyes widened, and he couldn't even imagine that he would die under his own sword in the end.

And in the fainted Zhao Yu's sea of ​​consciousness, a familiar mechanical sound sounded.

"Ding, complete the novice activation task and kill a first-class master..."

(End of this chapter)