Chapter 750 Assassination

The palace maid brought the Queen's order, asking Gong Liangliao to speak during the halftime break, so that the northern barbarians could appreciate the elegance of the great scholar of Shengguo.

Gong Liangliao faced the platform, clasped his fists, and accepted.

The palace maid left a plate of golden Hami melons from the platform, retreated from the stands, and went to the platform to report.

As soon as the maid left, Gong Liangliao's forced smile immediately disappeared, pointing to the precious foreign tribute Hami melon, asking Qin Yao and Liu Ji to taste it.

"What kind of melon is this?" Liu Ji asked curiously. Green-yellow skin, golden orange flesh, and a strange fragrance.

An Zi, who was worthy of being a member of the Imperial Master's Mansion, was well-informed and answered, "This is a melon, a tribute from the Western Regions. The melon is as sweet as honey, so it is also called honey melon."

Seeing Liu Ji reaching out his hand, An Zi kindly reminded him, "The melon skin is inedible, remember not to eat it, Mr. Liu."

Liu Ji rolled his eyes at him, "I can tell at a glance that this hard skin is definitely inedible, do I need you to remind me?"

An Zi: "I'm just being too talkative."

Liu Ji was satisfied, hummed with pride, first picked up a piece of melon and held it in front of Qin Yao, then took a piece of melon and handed it to the teacher, and finally he and An Zi took one each.

While eating, he muttered, "Why is your Imperial Master still missing?"

An Zi took a bite of the melon, followed the officials watching the game and shouted "Oh oh!", then shook his head, "I don't know."

The game was halfway through, the drum sounded, and the Cuju players of the two countries went off the field to rest for a quarter of an hour.

It was Gong Liangliao's turn to play.

No one was needed to control the situation. Gong Liangliao just pushed his wheelchair to the front of the stands, and the noisy spectators in the venue calmed down spontaneously and looked at Gong Liangliao.

Too many people wanted to know why he appeared and what he was going to do.

How could a person who was supposed to disappear completely in the capital appear openly?

Is this what the emperor meant?

What does the emperor mean now?

Will the precarious status of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince change?

How could the powerful Princess allow Gong Liangliao to appear in such an occasion?

Too many confusions and puzzles need to be answered, making everyone's eyes become particularly urgent.

So many pairs of eyes looked over, and there were also obscure sights from the high platform. Even if the focus of the crowd was not himself, Liu Ji, who was near the focus, still felt a huge pressure.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva in the stands, and Liu Ji couldn't even tell whether it was his own or Anzi's.

Qin Yao, who was beside him, was still sitting calmly. After eating the honeydew melon, he took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the juice on his fingertips.

Everything around her seemed to be blocked out by her. In her sight, there was only the thin old man sitting in a wooden wheelchair in front of her.

On the high platform, the emperor first asked Gong Liangliao if he had anything to say to everyone, and told him to speak boldly without any worries.

Is this a hint? All officials thought in their hearts.

The prince looked at the emperor in surprise, walked to the edge of the high platform, and stared at Gong Liangliao. There was no joy or expectation on his face.

However, Gong Liangliao did not mention a word about the eldest princess or the prince. He only said that the first half of the Cuju game was exciting, but lacked the intensity of the battle.

These words obviously did not satisfy the emperor. He deliberately mentioned that the two Cuju teams belonged to the prince and the prince, and asked him which team he was more optimistic about.

It was clear that he had to choose one.

Gong Liangliao smiled bitterly and said that he didn't know much about Cuju, so he didn't make random guesses.

At this time, the Holy Queen suddenly said: "The number of goals in the first half has just been counted. Come on, bring the statistical board in front of him, and the winner will be clear at a glance."

After a pause, he added with a smile: "Gong Liangliao is very good at numerology. Such a simple number can be recognized, right?"

Gong Liangliao lowered his head and nodded slightly, "The clear numbers can be distinguished at a glance, but the game of Cuju is only halfway through. The winner of the last game may not be able to maintain the winning chance in the next game, so I am afraid that the winner will be defeated. I will be defeated at the next game." Why, it is meaningless to argue about who is better at this time! "

The Queen smiled in surprise, "Gong Liangliao, you have changed. In the past, you would use your ingenious calculations in the first half to determine the winner in advance."

Gong Liangliao's expression remained unchanged, and he said respectfully: "I am old and no longer have the energy to argue."

"Really?" The Queen's tone suddenly rose, as if she was angry, "Since you are powerless and old, why don't you return to your hometown to spend your remaining years? ! "

Gong Liangliao lowered his eyes and chuckled self-deprecatingly. He was speechless.

The whole audience was silent, and countless eyes flowed back and forth between the high platform and Gong Liangliao.

An invisible pressure came from the high platform, quickly spreading around, covering the entire racecourse.

The people in it subconsciously held their breath, trembling with fear, and dared not speak.

They were afraid that if they made a little sound, they would become the next muzzle.

The prince looked anxious, hesitant to speak, but afraid of his mother's dominance, he was reluctant to open his mouth to ask for mercy for Gong Liangliao.

The eldest princess was beside him, with her mouth slightly raised, looking at the prince with contempt.

Perhaps stimulated by this contemptuous expression, the hesitant prince suddenly took a step forward and said earnestly:

"Mother, the master has been kind to me, but I can't bear to see you spend the rest of your life alone in the countryside, so I sent someone to invite you back, and I have repaid your kindness."

"If you think my son's behavior is inappropriate, I will send you to the farm to recuperate, and I will never let you step into Kyoto again in my lifetime!"

After saying that, he bowed deeply as if begging.

The queen's cold face softened a little, and she turned to look at the emperor beside her, as if she was going to comply with her son's request, showing a completely angry and helpless attitude of loving her son.

The eldest princess sneered and turned her head away from the prince, because she knew that her father and mother had always favored the prince and would definitely agree.

However, although the old man Gong Liangliao was hateful, he was also a foolish minister loyal to Shengguo. It was not impossible to spare his life.

At this time, the two eunuchs who came to deliver the score statistics board had come to the stands holding long wooden signs.

Just when the emperor saw that the prince was pitiful and was about to speak.

Something unexpected happened!

The two palace servants holding the signs suddenly threw the heavy and long wooden signs in their hands at the spectators on both sides.

An Zi was caught off guard and was knocked down by the wooden signs.

Liu Ji instinctively rolled on the ground from his chair and avoided the wooden signs, but he also fell to the ground.

The two palace servants threw away the wooden sign, took out two daggers from nowhere, and stabbed Gong Liangliao fiercely.

The distance was too close, and the incident happened too suddenly. No one expected that there would be a knife-wielding assassin in such a heavily guarded Cuju competition.

The four expert guards of the Imperial Master's Mansion did not react at all.

They could only watch the two sharp daggers, one towards Gong Liangliao's back and the other towards his neck, stabbing fiercely!

Liu Ji, who finally rolled around and stood up again, raised his eyes and saw this thrilling scene, and exclaimed in horror:

"Teacher, get out of the way!"

But how could his teacher, an old man with a crippled leg in a wheelchair, get out of the way? (End of this chapter)