I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

"I was lucky enough to escape seven days ago, but do you have a plan to resolve the bloodshed today and seven days from now? I am willing to repay you with a large sum of money."

As Fang Yi spoke, he took out several taels of silver from his sleeve. Although he was skeptical, curiosity drove him to continue inquiring.

"The solution is simple. You must return to a safe place before nightfall today. As for the next seven days, everything depends on your luck."

There is a deep meaning in the Taoist's words.

"Master, can you tell me more? Money is not a problem."

Fang Yi pleaded.

"Having said this, night is approaching, and it is time for me to close my stall."

After saying this, the Taoist priest began to pack up his fortune-telling stall.

At this moment, the setting sun was as red as blood, slowly sinking to the west. Fang Yi became anxious. After hurriedly thanking the Taoist priest, he took Xiaorou and quickly returned along the same route.

Before they had gone far, the Taoist's distant voice came from behind them again: "We will meet again, Champion Marquis."

Fang Yi's heart trembled. He looked back and saw that the mysterious Taoist had already left. What was even more puzzling was that he had not even picked up the silver coins scattered on the ground...

Although he was confused and puzzled by everything about this mysterious Taoist, Fang Yi's main concern at the moment was to bring Xiaorou home safely before nightfall.

However, fate played a trick on them. The winding alleys made the two lose their way, and they became even more confused in the panic.

"My Lord, what should we do? This road seems familiar. It seems we have come back to the same place again."

Xiaorou looked around with a frown on her face.

"It's all your fault. You were so busy choosing jewelry that you didn't pay attention to the road."

Fang Yi tapped Xiaorou's forehead and looked helplessly at the full gift box in her hands.

"Your Majesty, you yourself have bought more than I have."

Xiaorou glanced at Fang Yi's hands full of oil paper bags and muttered softly.

Fang Yi sighed softly: "Okay, stop blaming each other. It's really weird, why is there no one here? It would be great if I could find someone to ask for directions."

"My Lord, there seems to be someone ahead. Look! I'll go ask!"

Xiaorou was about to step forward but was stopped by Fang Yi in a deep voice.

"Don't go there!"

"why?"

"Because they might come to cause trouble for me..."

Fang Yi's brows were tightly knitted together. From just now on, he felt a faint murderous aura approaching.

In the dim moonlight, three men in black appeared quietly in a narrow alley. They each held a long sword that flashed with cold light and approached Fang Yi with murderous intent. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious Taoist's prediction would come true so quickly.

Fang Yi was frightened by this overwhelming momentum, the groceries in his hands fell to the ground, and he retreated repeatedly in fear.

At this moment, an unexpected turning point occurred - the petite Xiaorou suddenly showed unprecedented courage, she stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Yi.

"My Lord, this time, I will protect you!"

Xiaorou has firm eyes, and looks cute yet childish and resolute.

What shocked Fang Yi even more was that as Xiao Rou took a firm step forward, the three men in black not only did not move forward, but instead stopped and took a defensive posture, with a hint of inexplicable fear in their eyes.

Could it be that Xiaorou is hiding some powerful strength that is unknown to the public?

But from her expression, it seemed that even she herself was confused and puzzled by this sudden change.

Just when the two were full of doubts, Fang Yi suddenly discovered a huge and strange shadow projected on the ground.

He turned around hurriedly and saw a mysterious figure in a bamboo hat standing silently behind them, approaching quietly like a ghost.

Before Fang Yi could open his mouth to ask, three black-clad assassins attacked them swiftly. At the same time, the mysterious man in the bamboo hat also rushed towards them like a shadow. The battle between the two sides was about to break out.

The long sword in the mysterious man's hand was extremely sharp and could cut iron like mud. With just a flash of cold light, the first black-clad assassin's sword broke into two at the moment of close combat with the enemy, and his throat was also precisely cut, and the fire of life was extinguished instantly.

A flash of blood appeared, and the mysterious man lightly raised the tip of his sword. The blood on the sword turned into a hidden weapon and hit the second assassin's pupils directly.

The other party cried out in pain that he was blind, staggered to the ground, and covered his eyes in agony.

Almost at the same time, the third assassin saw this and was horrified by the tragic end of his two companions, so he turned around and tried to flee.

The mysterious man deftly took off his hat and threw it with force, hitting the runner's legs, causing him to fall to the ground, unable to move.

The ending was obvious. In a flash, all three assassins were killed by the sword, and all of them were killed with one sword.

Hello.

After the mysterious man resolved all the threats, he jumped lightly and disappeared into the deepest night...

Fang Yi stared at the mysterious figure walking away, his brows furrowed, his heart filled with curiosity and doubts about the identity of this savior.

Although this person did not deliberately cover his face, due to his extraordinary skills and the cover of the night and the moon, Fang Yi was ultimately unable to see his face clearly.

However, this mysterious man left a deep impression on Fang Yi. His superb swordsmanship and ghostly body movements planted the seeds of longing and yearning in Fang Yi's heart.

Fang Yi was extremely excited. He slowly approached the fallen men in black, picked up the fallen hat on the ground and put it on his head. A new idea quietly sprouted in his heart.

……

The night was just beginning to quiet down, but was broken by a burst of chaos. Fang Yi and Xiao Rou were afraid, so they looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly middle-aged man leading a team of guards hurriedly approaching. They held torches in their hands, lighting up the dark corners of the night.

"Commander Liu? Why are you here?" Fang Yi felt relieved and blurted out.

The visitor was none other than the famous Jinyiwei commander—Liu Congwu.

Because Fang Yi once mentioned to Emperor Taining that he had been repeatedly assassinated on his way to the capital, the emperor sent Liu Congwu to investigate secretly.

Liu Congwu came to visit specially yesterday, so it was not the first time the two met.

"My Lord, are you okay? These people are..."

When Liu Congwu saw the bodies of the three masked assassins, he frowned, walked quickly forward, and briefly checked Fang Yi's condition.

"Don't worry, Commander. I am safe. You have also seen that these three people were killed invisibly. It was the masterpiece of a mysterious guardian."

Liu Congwu looked around and lowered his voice: "It is not advisable to stay here for long, return to the Marquis' Mansion and discuss it again."

Fang Yi nodded, took Xiaorou's hand, and followed Liu Congwu and his group.

Under strict escort, Fang Yi arrived home safely, and the bloody disaster that the Taoist priest had mentioned was finally overcome without any danger.

After a hard day's work, Fang Yi wanted to go home and rest, but Liu Congwu called him back: "My Lord, I have something important to tell you."

In the study, seeing Liu Congwu's heavy face, Fang Yi asked anxiously: "Commander, what's the big deal?"

"In recent days, I have tried my best to track down the real culprit who plotted to harm the Marquis, but strangely and horrifyingly, I have found nothing."

"If the Jingzhao Yin and the Censor returned empty-handed, it would be understandable, but as a member of the Jinyiwei, this matter is quite unusual."

Fang Yi was also surprised.

After all, the Jinyiwei were directly under the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their ears and eyes were spread all over the country, even to neighboring countries, and they knew everything about the court officials' diet and daily life.

"If even the Royal Guards cannot find the mastermind behind this, then this person must be of a prominent position, beyond our power and difficult to infiltrate. Lord, is there really no clue about what happened that night? Do you have no memory of that person's face?"

Liu Congwu asked Fang Yi with sharp eyes.

Fang Yi shook his head repeatedly: "I really can't remember clearly, and the environment was unfamiliar at the time, so many details are blurred."

Liu Congwu frowned: "At this moment, we have to restrain our edge and keep a low profile. It is not a blessing to be ostentatious..."