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"His Majesty the King invited me to go hunting. You don't need to follow me if you stay here." Richelieu took off his loose red robe and changed into a tight military uniform while commanding.

"Yes." The attendant bowed his head and replied, "Your Excellency really don't need me to go with you?"

Richelieu glanced at him: "Don't worry, under the eyes of the king, that woman dare not do anything yet."

"...Yes. Your Excellency, please be careful."

To the west of the palace grows an uncultivated dense forest, and the hunting team gathers at the edge of the forest.The King's Guard - the proud warriors known as the "Musketeers" - surrounded the royal family and ministers, ready to go.The most noble couple in France, the crotch horses, are at the forefront of the procession.

Louis XIII in silver armor, in high spirits.He has loved hunting since he was a child, and only in such activities can he look like a fish in water, take the lead, and have the mighty demeanor of his father on the battlefield.The animals were his enemies, the shotgun his weapon, the venison and fox fur the trophies of his glorious ancestors.As for Britain and Spain, which were eyeing up outside France—he didn't have time to pay attention to it at the moment.

Compared with the eager young king, the queen presents a completely different situation.Princess Anna of Austria is usually famous for her beauty, but at the moment she is pale and sluggish.

She blatantly cuckolded the king, fell in love with Buckingham, the Duke of England, and colluded with the royal brother to try to overthrow her husband.Now that the conspiracy has been revealed, she has also tasted the consequences.Her husband's hatred and attacks caused her to be in disarray. The beautiful queen rode on the horse blankly like a puppet doll, but she did not dare to meet the king's eyes.

Next to the queen was her quick-witted counselor, the Duchess of Chevroz.At this moment, this cunning woman also had a gloomy face, obviously knowing that the situation was over.

Richelieu, who was staying in the queue of ministers, had a panoramic view of this scene.

He silently observed everyone's expressions, and everyone around him also quietly looked at the king's new favorite.

Few people have noticed that the appearance of the legendary devilish cardinal is not as strong as his impression.Richelieu's eyebrows were straight and almost clear, and he always habitually lowered his eyelids to hide his eyes.If it doesn't show those aggressive expressions, this face can even be regarded as thin.But no sensible person is deluded by this illusion.

Two sudden gazes shot over the crowd.The bishop suddenly raised his eyes and looked back, seeing Mrs. Scheffroz hastily lowered her head.

Richelieu withdrew his gaze, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.Thinking of what this woman had done, he couldn't help but be surprised that there was someone in this world who was confident that he could defeat him with his mind.

The horn sounded, and the team marched towards the forest.

Louis XIII was eager to try, and quickly rushed to the front of the team with a few musketeers, distanced himself from the crowd behind him.Someone kept overtaking Richelieu's mount from the side.The bishop was thin and held the rein loosely in one hand. In anyone's eyes, he did not possess the basic qualities of a good horse and hunter.Richelieu originally lacked interest in hunting, so he consciously fell behind.

The road into the forest became narrower and narrower, and finally became a rugged narrow path, which only allowed one person to pass, and branched off in various directions from time to time.The deeper you go, the more lush the trees are, and the dim light can no longer touch the moss at the bottom of the bushes.

The voices of the team behind him gradually became weaker, presumably they chose a different fork.There was a noise in the far southeast. Someone found the prey, and the swift sound of horseshoes and sporadic gunfire quickly disappeared into the distance...

When Richelieu realized it, he had been left alone deep in the forest.

The current situation gave birth to a dangerous atmosphere, which made him almost immediately vigilant, and his legs clamped the horse's belly, urging the mount to gallop.

Mottled light and shadow flashed across the field of vision, and the corner of his eye suddenly caught a fleeting face!He suddenly turned his head and looked back, only to see a slender figure disappearing among the bushes——

The Duchess of Chevroz.

He suddenly understood that it was too late.

Richelieu looked straight ahead.Twenty paces away, a man dressed as a musketeer stood erect.There was a crazy smile on that strange face at the moment.

The musketeer raised his gun, and the black muzzle was aimed at the bishop.

A loud "bang" startled a forest of birds, and a puff of gunpowder smoke rose from the barrel of the blunt shotgun.

The person who pulled the trigger suddenly widened his eyes—his target had disappeared from the spot!The man who was supposed to be killed was lying on the horse, manipulating the horse to charge towards him diagonally!

How could this guy...? !

The chaotic musketeers pulled the trigger one after another, and the sound of gunfire was deafening, but the bishop did not retreat but advanced, pulling the reins horizontally and kicking the horse's belly before the opponent made any move!The horse nimbly turned halfway, jumped out of the S-shaped course that made it difficult for the shotgun to aim, and after a few ups and downs, it had already reached the opponent, raised its front legs aggressively and stepped towards him——

Trembling, the musketeer raised his gun for the last time.

Almost at the same time, the man on horseback also raised his gun.

The soldier dodged instinctively, and the deviated muzzle aimed at the horse's chest in a flash——

The gunshots of the two overlapped.

Richelieu's mount hissed sadly, and he stood up, and the sudden force threw the owner off his back.The bishop only felt his head spinning for a while, and then his back hurt sharply, and he had already landed heavily.He panted heavily, and raised his upper body with difficulty.

Two steps away, the horse that had been shot in the chest struggled violently in the mud for a few times and then stopped moving, leaving only the gasping breath of a broken bellows.

Next to it lay a body upside down.The musketeer's throat had been shot through, and blood was pouring out of the hole.He convulsed in a painful choking cough, his eyes staring at the sky.

Richelieu looked away from this stranger's face, and looked down at his own mess.There were two hideous bullet holes on the left shoulder and right leg, and the deep red blood soaked a large area of ​​his clothes.The two shots just now didn't miss, or in other words, they didn't miss completely - he barely had time to avoid the critical point.

The Duchess of Chevroz is probably still watching somewhere.The shotgun in the bishop's hand had already been thrown far away when he fell off the horse.He checked the distance with his eyes, turned to the dying soldier, and crawled towards him inch by inch.The wound on the leg drew a narrow bloodstain on the road, which was shocking.

Slowly approaching the target, he straightened his arms and reached for the gun barrel that fell beside the opponent.

The outstretched hand was caught halfway.

The musketeer's strength was terrific. The bishop was clamped tightly by him, and he couldn't break free for a while.There wasn't much expression on the suffocated face.There was a rattling sound from the broken throat, and no one could understand the meaning of it.

Richelieu tried to break free again.The other party's eyes had gradually turned white, but the five fingers were exerting more force, almost breaking the bishop's wrist.Richelieu moved forward a little, and with the other hand, he separated the five fingers of the opponent one by one, but those fingers were snapped back stubbornly.

The bishop closed his eyes in exhaustion, and prayed with trembling lips: "Lord, for those who believe in you, life is only changed, not destroyed... We have ended our journey in the world, and we will enter the eternal paradise... "

The force exerted on the wrist disappeared little by little, and the soldier's cough gradually became weaker, and finally returned to silence.The horses on the side had long been silent.With the last of his strength the Bishop brushed the dead man's hand away and seized his gun.The vision became more and more blurred, and finally fell into the endless darkness.

******

【Translation-Cat Grass】: "It's finished! It's been sent to the Great God~"

【Translation-Yutarasang】: "Maomaocao! I'm finally faster than you!"

[Proofreading-Paper Crane]: "Got it."

[Later-Awen]: "Fuck, I was surprised to see the princess! The bishop was carried on a stretcher by Xiao Shisan!!!"

【Translation-Yu Tarasang】: "…………… Where is the agreed father-daughter group?!!!"

[Film source - The second uncle is not Su]: "Hahahahaha, is it really okay for the official to be so violent?"

[Supervisor-Passerby A]: "...your circle is really chaotic"

【Translation-Chris】: "It's been translated and sent."

[Proofreading-Paper Crane]: "Got it."

……

After Su Zha's Weibo was posted, contrary to the discussion in the Du Shan Qi Shen group, the red robe group didn't mention it at all.

When Talasang talked about the kicking incident, not only Xu Chenchuan, but everyone here was present.Xu Chenchuan believed that they would all be the same as him and associate him with Su Zha.

The other party came for the paper crane, but that set of rhetoric obviously had the elements of subverting concepts and punishing one's heart.If you can see it, others can see it too.But Zhihe, the person concerned, ignored this, and still only showed up when he was doing dramas, saying a few business-like words; and Shuying's high-level executives did not respond to the other party's intentions, but remained strangely silent until now.Now the veterans in the red-robed group have also chosen to keep silent...

The little penguin in the lower right corner indicates that someone initiates a private chat.

【Paper Crane】: "It's a good flip, there are no obvious mistakes this time."

[Chris]: "Thank you."

The other party obviously didn't intend to say anything else.Xu Chenchuan gritted his teeth, and typed: "Have you read Su Zha's Weibo?"

【Paper Crane】: "I see."

[Chris]: "Aren't you going to respond?"

There was a moment of silence.

[Paper Crane]: "It's a trivial matter, why give her face."

The other party paused, and then sent a sentence as if remembering something: "If it caused you trouble, just say that you were not the one who kicked the person."

[Chris]: "...That's not the fundamental problem. Besides, it's not necessary now."

Xu Chenchuan looked at the Weibo page he had just opened.

【Chris】: "Su Zha just said by name that 'Zhihe Da Da' is noble and glamorous, and drove away the newcomers just because he was in a bad mood. Probably because he saw that our side would not refute, so he let go of his guts It's water."

【Paper Crane】: "There is nothing to refute."

Xu Chenchuan gritted his teeth tightly: "It's not like that, and you know it's not like that, right? This matter has attracted a lot of attention, and Shuying's refusal to respond is like tacitly acquiescing to her statement. People who know the truth can How many are there? Even if you don’t care what other people think, what about the members of our group? Do you not even care what they think of you? Doesn’t it matter if you lose prestige in front of the group members or even be isolated and ignored when you’re working on a drama? "

Xu Chenchuan didn't express his most malicious speculation—the people in Shuying's management group might have expected this, so they didn't speak up for Zhihe.

There are many reasons for excluding a person, and many more ways.Xu Chenchuan is an intern in a big company this summer, and he has seen a lot of undercurrents.

【Paper Crane】: "I don't need you to worry about those."

……

"Besides, what you know may not be the truth." Bai Qi typed out this line and stopped before sending it out.

He thought of the young man in the bookstore who fetched books for him, and the young man in the teahouse rushing to find tissues; he thought of the other party saying with a warm smile: "Take your heart for your heart."

……

【Paper Crane】: "Thank you."

Xu Chenchuan looked at the sentence that jumped out of the dialog box, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.