Datang: An eight-year-old master of the bar, he gave everyone a blow at the beginning

Chapter 74 Borrowing His Name to Pretend
Changsun Qi's eyes widened like copper bells after hearing this.

Did he hear correctly?rag!

He is an official after all!

Really, the joys and sorrows between people are not connected.

But Yu Chihuan on the side had only one thing on his mind, after a while, what would he have for breakfast?
Soon, news spread around the palace.

After Changsun Wuji received the news, he looked at the paper in his hand, he seemed to have known him before, and thought carefully, isn't this the little bastard?
"Isn't Yuchi Huan crazy? He actually wants to use this method."

"He wants to lure Shangguan Jiro out, and the old man has no objection, but why should he threaten the lives of my eldest grandson's family?"

"What if something happens? That brat got hurt, how can I explain to my brother?"

My nephew has a simple mind and well-developed limbs. It is impossible for him to be so righteous, disregarding life and death for the country.

There are only two possibilities for such a situation.

Either they were deceived or they were forced.

"A guy without a brain, it's a shame to have someone like you in our family!"

"I told you to stay away from Yuchi Huan a long time ago, but now you regret it?"

Forget it, this is the end of the matter, it is useless to say anything now.

What Changsun Wuji is most concerned about now is whether this Yuchihuan's plan will come true?
There was another matter. Although the news spread, there were not many people in Chang'an City who could recognize who it was.

Cheng Yaojin and the others were woken up in the middle of the night, and after taking a look at the paper, they immediately recognized that Yuchihuan did it.

Thinking of his dream being abruptly interrupted, he cursed all over.

Many civil and military officials basically had no sleep at night.

With this posture, those who didn't know thought that the demon that disturbed Chang'an City back then had returned.

But under the night, Shangguan Jiro, who became the party inexplicably, was also a monk Erzhang who couldn't figure it out.

"Why don't I know, I'm going to assassinate the young minister of Dali Temple!"

"Could it be that I did it while sleepwalking?"

Shangguan Jiro deeply doubted whether he had Alzheimer's disease?

But it's impossible to think about it carefully.

What happened back then, so many people and pairs of eyes in the entire Chang'an City were staring at him.

Even though all his brothers were fleeing sheep, but for the sake of the overall situation, he has not dared to show up until now.

It was obvious that someone was putting on airs in his name.

As for the Shaoqing of Dali Temple surnamed Changsun, he had never even met him, but he guessed it must have something to do with Changsun Wuji.

"Since you are from Changsun Wuji's side, he must have instructed you to do this, okay, you all pretend to be my name!"

"Then I will fulfill your wishes and let you experience the horror of those years again!"

……

At this time, Changsun Qi was lying on the bed in despair, he did not dare to imagine that one day he would be reduced to such a state.

Look at the light coming through the window.

"Master Yuchi, you see it's almost dawn, that person probably won't come, why don't you let me go first?"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't rush, it's still early!"

After hearing this, Changsun Qi rolled his eyes in despair.

"Big brother, why didn't Shangguan Jiro come?"

After Changsun Qi heard this, although he wanted to complain very much, but because of his own life, he was still in the hands of others, so he could only use some tactful expressions.

"Master Yuchi, when you wrote, the handwriting and the way of expression must be different from those back then."

"Although Shangguan Jiro is a one-hit kill stone, he is not a fool after all. It is impossible for him not to see such an obvious thing."

When Yuchi Huan heard this, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to pay attention to this when he was writing.

"What you said is secondary. With that guy's arrogant personality, if he doesn't come, it means that his own glory will be broken by himself!"

"Three years ago, with his own strength, he had already become an inheritance nightmare. Now, how could he easily let others overthrow him!"

"If he really doesn't come tonight, then I will look down on him a little bit. What if it's a trap? He has the ability to become the nightmare of the whole Chang'an. Presumably, he won't pay attention to these little tricks!"

"Besides, I want to see what kind of person it is that makes the entire Chang'an City so fearful!"

After Changsun Qi heard it, he felt that what he said seemed to be reasonable.

Even though the handwriting is different, the way of notification is also very different, but there is still time to manage those.

As long as the world thinks it was you who did it, this alone is worth a thousand words!

So now there are only two choices before him.

Or he could invite someone to assassinate him based on what was written on the paper, so that he could continue the myth of three years ago and let everyone in the world know that he had returned to Chang'an City.

Or just avoid the limelight like a tortoise.In this way, his image in the eyes of the people in Chang'an City was broken.

Changsun Qi felt more and more that Shangguan Jiro would definitely come, it was just a matter of time.

When he thought about it carefully, something seemed wrong.

This is an issue related to my own life. How could I discuss it with him?
"Master Yuchi, can we stop discussing this issue now?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuchi Huan seemed to suddenly realize it and glanced at Changsun Qi.

This expression seems to suddenly realize that he is in this half, as if the person who was talking to him just now was not Changsun Qi.

"That's fine, let's wait until the big brother is assassinated to talk about it, it's useless to say it now!"

"But big brother, don't worry too much."

"Whether that guy comes or not, it doesn't matter to us."

Soon, an hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Most of the night passed.

Yuchihuan yawned.

"Dad, is Shangguan Jiro too timid to come?"

Yuchi Gong was worthy of being a soldier. He was in good spirits at this time and solemnly said: "No, I know him, he will definitely come."

"For the assassin, he is just looking for an opportunity, a chance to kill with one blow."

Changsun Qi was also very sleepy. Hearing this, he immediately felt relieved. He stared at the night sky with piercing eyes, fearing that Shangguan Jiro would kill him from some corner.

However, what surprised everyone was that Shangguan Jiro did not show up until dawn.

Watching the sun rise slowly, Changsun Qi suddenly felt that life was so beautiful, and shouted happily.

"Master Yuchi, look, this Shangguan Jiro is scared, he dare not come, in my opinion, this plan should be cancelled."

Yu Chihuan frowned, thinking about whether there was something wrong with his plan, and turned a deaf ear to Changsun Qi's words.

Chang Sun Qi went on to say: "Master Yuchi, I understand, this Shangguan is really too cunning, he just let out the wind and wanted to kill me, in fact, he took advantage of this opportunity to run away."

When Yu Chigong heard this, he really felt that there was such a possibility, so he had to arrange for someone to go to the city gate to inspect it.

Yuchi Huan also wanted to have breakfast, and Chang Sun Qi almost cried.

"Hey, two adults, you should let me go first!"

(End of this chapter)