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Chapter 113 Assassination in the middle of the night
I don’t know if it was because of the long-term imprisonment, but Zhao Ji showed a special dependence on Ying Zheng. Even when sleeping, she would hold Ying Zheng’s hand.

Looking at Zhao Ji who was sleeping soundly beside him, Ying Zheng sighed. She was also a pitiful woman. Her biggest ideal now was to return to Xianyang and enjoy wealth and glory without any restrictions.

Thinking about my current situation, it is really full of drama. I originally just wanted to be a great imperial teacher and leave my name in history books, but I didn't expect to become Ying Zheng in the blink of an eye.

Now all the villagers in Niujia Village have been silenced by Wu Yingyuan, which reduces the chances of Ying Zheng's identity being exposed. He is much better than Zhao Pan in the original drama.

In fact, Suning was also very worried about Zhao Pan at the beginning. He was worried that he would kill him to silence him like in the original drama, so he thought about asking Zhao Pan for more treasures in the future to reduce the danger he posed to Zhao Pan.

But now that he has replaced Zhao Pan and become the new Ying Zheng, it feels more appropriate. At least he doesn't have to worry about anyone silencing him.

With a silent smile, Ying Zheng gradually fell into sleep. Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting coming from outside. Zhao Ji hugged Ying Zheng tightly in fear.

"Zheng'er, what's going on?
Is that bastard, Julu Marquis Zhao Mu, coming after us?"

"Huh? I'll go out and check what's going on!"

His current identity was just a farm boy, and he shouldn't know who Zhao Mu, Marquis of Julu, was, so it was difficult for him to answer Zhao Ji's question for the time being.

"No! Don't do that!

We, mother and son, can just hide in the carriage!"

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Seeing Zhao Ji's body trembling with fear, Ying Zheng remembered the torture she had suffered over the years. In Zhao Ji's eyes, Zhao Mu, the Marquis of Julu, was a complete devil.

"Mom, don't be too scared!
Believe in the warriors of our Great Qin!"

"Yeah! Zheng'er, you're right!
Our great Qin warriors are invincible!" After hearing Ying Zheng's words of comfort, Zhao Ji gradually regained consciousness.

The Qin soldiers did not disappoint Ying Zheng and his mother. Soon, the sound of fighting stopped outside. Then the centurion's voice came from outside the carriage, "Prince Zheng, the enemy has been repelled!"

"Centurion, you have worked hard!" Ying Zheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the centurion in front of him.

"Young Master Zheng, this is what we generals should do!"

"How many casualties did our Qin army suffer?"

“The casualties among the soldiers were not great!
However, most of the original Wu Family Fort residents were killed or injured, and the Fort Master was also killed on the spot!"

"What? Are these attackers heading for Wujiabao?" Ying Zheng showed a surprised expression.

"That's my guess!"

Ying Zheng looked at his mother Zhao Ji again and explained with a smile, "Mother, the enemy has been repelled by our Qin army. I heard that there were heavy casualties in Wujia Fort. Ying Zheng wants to go and check it out!"

"That's good too! Zheng'er, you have to be careful!"

"Don't worry, mother! With the Qin warriors here, Ying Zheng is safe!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words outside the carriage, the centurion showed an excited expression, and suddenly felt a sense of honor that a soldier would die for his friend.

Ying Zheng got off the carriage and followed the centurion to the battlefield to check the situation. Sure enough, he saw Wu Yingyuan lying in a pool of blood, no longer breathing.

Ying Zheng looked at the slightly injured warrior from Wujiabao and asked with a puzzled look, "Did you, Wujiabao, offend someone?"

“My reply to Master Zheng, our Wu Family Castle has been hunted by this mysterious assassin organization recently.

It is said that it is related to a retainer named Suning!"

"Suning?" Ying Zheng repeated it again in surprise, and then this time realized that it might be Shanrou's work.

"Yes! Young Master Zheng, we warriors don't know the specific situation!

The castle lord who now knows the situation has been killed by the assassin."

"Huh? Is there the killer's body?" Ying Zheng tried his best to control his inner anxiety and spoke in a normal tone.

"No! These killers have been elusive!
Never left any useful information!" The warrior from Wujiabao showed a look of shame.

Hearing that Shanrou and the others were not in any danger, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to the warrior, "You have worked hard! Go down and treat your wounds first!"

"Yes! Son!"

"Centurion, arrange for a few soldiers to bury the Lord of Wu Castle and his men!"

"Yes! Young Master!" Seeing Wu Yingyuan lose his life like this, Ying Zheng did not feel that he had avenged his great hatred. Instead, he felt very sad. He didn't know why Wu Yingyuan wanted to kill him inexplicably. Was it because of his unknown origin?
If Wu Yingyuan and the others had not hunted him down, he would not have succeeded in replacing Ying Zheng's identity. He must be following Zhao Pan and serving as the emperor's teacher now.

Ying Zheng guessed that Shanrou had completed her mission and returned to Handan to find him. She probably heard that he was murdered by Wu Yingyuan, and then she kept hunting down the people in Wujiabao just to avenge herself.

Now that Wu Yingyuan has been killed, he is safer. As for Shanrou, who knows his true identity, Ying Zheng is not worried at all that she will betray him. This is a man's trust in his woman.

Soon the centurion returned to his identity as Ying Zheng, patrolling the surroundings with a nervous look on his face, and guarding Ying Zheng's safety diligently.

"Centurion, I don't know your name yet?"

"My lord, I am General Wang Jian."

"Wang Jian?" Ying Zheng widened his eyes in surprise, his voice trembling a little.

"Huh? Master Zheng, have you heard of my name?" Wang Jian seemed a little confused.

“Haha, I haven’t heard of it!

I was just surprised at the centurion's age. He was just a centurion!"

After hearing Ying Zheng's explanation, Wang Jian showed a guilty expression, then explained with a wry smile, "My lord, I used to be a lieutenant general.

Because of the Battle of Handan some time ago, there were some big mistakes.

He was demoted to centurion by General Wang He in exchange for meritorious service."

"Oh I got it!"

Back in the carriage, Zhao Ji nervously grabbed Ying Zheng and asked, "Zheng'er, what's going on outside?"

"Mom, don't worry!

They are not here to hunt us, mother and son.

It was Wu Yingyuan, the lord of Wujiabao, who offended someone.

This group of killers is here to hunt down Wu Yingyuan."

"Oh? So that's how it is! How is Wu Yingyuan now?"

“The Lord of Wu Castle has been killed by an assassin.

Ying Zheng has arranged for Wang Jian to bury everyone in Wujiabao."

"Wang Jian?"

"Mother, Wang Jian is the centurion escorting us!"

"Oh! Zheng'er, you did the right thing!

However, from now on, you should stay away from these soldiers. After all, you are a prince of Qin!"

"Mother, our Qin State was founded on military power.

It is thanks to these soldiers who risked their lives that we have the current situation of our Great Qin.

We, mother and son, must not let these soldiers down!"

"Zheng'er, what you said makes sense!"

"And mother, your son does not know the Qin language or writing system.

I just want to learn from Wang Jian.

So my son plans to travel by horseback in the future.

I hope my mother can help me!"

When Zhao Ji heard Ying Zheng start to call himself his son and knew that he was slowly getting closer to her, she was very happy and agreed without thinking.

Seeing that Zhao Ji agreed to his request, Ying Zheng was very happy. The Zhao Ji in front of him was a woman with long hair and short knowledge.

Years of imprisonment have left her with little sense of security, so some things are difficult to discuss and communicate.

(End of this chapter)