Detective in the Red Chamber

At that time, Sun Shaozong will be able to judge whether Zhou Mo should be interviewed based on the form, and if so, how to deal with it in order to occupy an invincible position.

Thinking in his mind, Sun Shaozong sent Hong Jiu who came back to return, and then found a steamed stuffed bun shop by the side of the road, and ordered six drawers of 72 small steamed buns for snacks.

As soon as they dipped in the sauce, they ate about fifty pieces, when they heard the sound of hooves outside, but a group of dragon guards galloped by, and the leader was an acquaintance——Yang Licai, a subordinate of Sun Shaozong when he was in charge of the Supervision Department. .

Right now, Yang Licai has also been promoted to Qianhu, and he can be alone in the Fusi system of Beizhen.

At this time, he led people to Dali Temple, but for what?

Is it...

Sun Shaozong was suspicious, and wanted to chase after him to ask what happened, but he stopped in front of the door, finally sighed, turned back and continued to grind his teeth with those buns.

If Yang Licai's coming this time was related to him, someone in the yamen would try to find ways to inform him, if it had nothing to do with it, or if it was only indirectly related...

This 'heart-cutting case' is probably coming to an end.

Hey~

If this is the case, who am I working so hard for and who am I working so hard for these two days?

Forget it, the prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, that's just saying, who would dare to take it seriously?

but……

This day will last for a long time in the future, even if they are relatives of the emperor, if they walk too much at night, there will always be a bad day!

slap~

Sun Shaozong took a few taels of scattered silver on the table and yelled loudly: "Boss, go nearby and get me some jars of good wine and get ready!"

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Chapter 711 Fire, Floating

There was a ball of fire in Zhou Mo's chest.

He went to Dali Temple to find Sun Shaozong just to set off a monstrous fire!

He wants to use this fire to try Sun Shaozong's blue sky; he wants to use this fire to burn a huge hole in the Great Zhou Dynasty!

At this moment, Zhou Mo has nothing to fear, at least he thinks so.

He was sitting in Zuo Shaoqing's official office in Dali Temple, scornfully scanning the royal guards around him, putting his left leg on his right leg, and made a graceful arc without using any strength.

Isn't it just death?

If I die, I will die with great vigor, and if I die, it will be passed down to future generations even if it will leave a place of infamy!

In fact, not long ago, Zhou Mo was still thinking about how to survive, and even live more nourishingly than before.

It wasn't until he found that no matter where he went, there were several palace guards closely following him, that he finally understood that everything was just wishful thinking.

As early as when this case was targeted, his fate was actually doomed.

Since the left and right are all dead, why not invite a few people to be buried with them?

So he thought of Sun Shaozong.

Then he thought about how terrified Sun Shaozong would be after he exposed the truth in public.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

But for some reason, the corners of his mouth were stubbornly refusing to curl up, stubbornly maintaining a gloomy look. Perhaps, this is Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without changing his expression?

Zhou Mo's thoughts were a little wandering, and his brain circuit was like a counterfeit machine with beauty turned on.

Perhaps, I should drink a cup of tea to moisten my throat first, so that I can spread the dark side of the royal family to the whole Dali Temple with the voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Of course, the most important thing is to let everyone know that the man surnamed Sun heard the secret of the royal family, and this secret indirectly killed his meritorious bodyguard!

Who made this fellow offend him in the past, but still put on a shy face and pretend to be a blue sky?

When the time comes, let's see how he will deal with himself when he is caught between righteousness and imperial prestige!

Thinking in this way, Zhou Mo stretched out his hand to the tea table beside him, but as soon as his fingertips rested on the tea bowl, the porcelain from Jingdezhen started rattling, as if it was not a tea bowl, but a gong like.

Zhou Mo shrank his hands in embarrassment, looked at several guards from the corner of his eyes, and found that they were all watching him secretly, and the trembling of his hands became more and more intense.

perhaps

I didn't see death as home as I imagined.

That's right, who would love to die if they could live?

As long as there is a glimmer of life, he will not appear in Dali Temple, but return to the palace, hugging King Zhongshun's thigh, and wailing sincerely: "My lord, I want to kill you!"

"You are Zhou Mo? What do you want to do here?!"

Suddenly, a cold screech interrupted Zhou Mo's reverie.

How can there be women in this Dali Temple?

And she's still such an ignorant woman?

Zhou Mo raised his head in astonishment, and then his head grew a whole circle.

How could Princess Beijing appear in Dali Temple?

In the list of Zhou Mo's most hated women, Princess Beijing ranks second and the first is Jiang Yuhan, the troupe leader. That's right, that bitch has never been considered a man in Zhou Mo's eyes!

Zhou Mo, who stayed behind in the capital because of this shrew who shot down the plaque of the palace with an arrow, was hanged on a tree by the prince and whipped more than twenty lashes to vent his anger.

At the beginning, he could only harbor resentment and dare not speak out.

but now

I'm about to die, but why do I still care about this shrew?

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo's chest was full of pride, he stretched out his hand to support the coffee table, and shrugged forward!

puff

But there was only a muffled sound, and Zhou Mo lay on the ground in a strange posture.

There was no way, he suddenly got up in a hurry, he forgot that he was still crossing his legs.

This kneeling is not like kneeling, and it is not like lying down, which made Wei Ying feel a little confused about what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd for a while.

wrong!

He was so flustered when he saw himself. Could it be that he was here to harm Brother Lan under the order of King Zhongshun as Sun Shaozong said in his letter?

Before getting the anonymous letter, Wei Ying hesitated for a long time, always feeling that Sun Shaozong had malicious intentions, but now she believed it almost [-]% of the time.

As a result, Wei Ying's pretty face became more and more icy, and she flicked the horsewhip in her hand twice, and asked word by word: "Say, what the hell are you here for?!"

Zhou Mo was struggling and wanted to get up from the ground, but when he heard Wei Ying scolding him for being an idiot, he was so angry that he wanted to ignore it and drag this bitch into the water first.

The left and right Beijing Palace and Zhongshun Palace are already at odds, this time they will be fighting to the death

It's not a loss for my own life to be replaced by two princes!

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo just took advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground, pouted his neck and said loudly: "Your Majesty wants to know the reason for my visit? Then you must listen carefully! I, Zhou Mo, am actually today"

"You are Zhou Mo?!"

Suddenly, another voice came in from outside, followed by a dozen Dragon Guards, all of them swarming in.

The leader who stared at Zhou Mo on the ground glanced slightly, and immediately ordered: "Take it!"

A few people rushed forward in response, not allowing Zhou Mo to struggle and resist at all, first gagged his mouth, and then picked him up with a stick like a bundled piglet.

As for the guards of the palace, they had already been warned in advance, so no one responded at all, but lined up on both sides with cold faces like door gods.

On the contrary, seeing this scene, Wei Ying couldn't help frowning and said: "What are you doing with him, he is the long history of Zhongshun Palace."

"What we want to get is the history of Prince Zhongshun!"

The leader of Longjian Guard Shiqianhu, Yang Licai, Sun Shaozong's former subordinate, gave Wei Ying a cold look, and responded with a bit of arrogance.

"Bold!"

But the women's army beside Wei Ying was not a display, they rushed out from left and right, and shouted with their hands on their hips: "Princess Beijing is in front of you, how dare you be so presumptuous?!"

Princess Beijing? !

At that moment, Yang Licai's waist softened. Although the past two years had been difficult for the King of Beijing, it was not that he, a newly promoted Qianhu, dared to offend him face to face.

"The lower official has no eyes, and asks the empress to make amends."

However, although his attitude softened, he didn't dare to reveal his mission indiscriminately. He just reminded in a low voice: "This time, the officer is dispatched by imperial order, you see."

Wei Ying heard the word imperial order, so she couldn't ask any more questions, but she felt a lot of doubts in her heart. King Zhongshun has always been the emperor's hardcore, but how could there be a dragon guard who came to arrest him under the imperial order? long history?

Besides, what does this matter have to do with Lang Geer?

I have to ask the person surnamed Sun to make it clear!

but

Thinking of what happened on the boat that day, Princess Bei Jing gritted her silver teeth secretly, thinking that it would be better for Xia Jingui to inquire first.

Two flowers bloom, one for each branch.

Not to mention what Princess Beijing had in mind, Yang Licai saw that she had nothing to say, so he quietly made a gesture and led Zhou Mo out of Dali Temple.

When he got outside the gate and rode on the dozens of tall horses, Yang Licai cheered up again, raised his whip and yelled: "Be careful, this is an imperial order!"

The cavalry suddenly agreed, locked Zhou Mo in a prison cart that had been temporarily recruited, and escorted him with shouts of support.

At this time, countless people gathered around, pointing and discussing:

"Hey, how come the officials of Dali Temple have also been taken down? Aren't they just for judging officials?"

"So what? This is the Tiqi from Beizhen Fusi, not to mention the Dali Temple, even if it is the Prince Yizhong back then, why don't you just take it?"

"Damn it, the Son of Heaven is still in command of the army!"

Yang Licai heard these words in his ears, and felt a little flustered without realizing it.

This time coming to Dali Temple to arrest Zhou Mo was actually not a difficult task, but for Yang Licai, it had extra meaning. His old boss, Sun Shaozong, was an official here!

Thinking back to when I followed Sun Shaozong, although I made a lot of contributions, I was still trembling like walking on thin ice.

After finally obeying Master Zhenfu's order, let's show up in front of Sun Shaozong for the first time, and don't want to be suppressed by him.

Although two years had passed since the incident, Yang Licai still felt a little sullen in his heart.

Right now, this breath is finally given out!

Yes!

Sun Shaozong came back this time with a high promotion.

But he also handed over his job as Beizhen Fusi!

As for the Qianhu of Fusi in Beizhen, although they didn't say they met the third grade of the official university, they didn't have any reason to be afraid of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

As for the relationship between the past and what?

Ha ha!

This is really a big joke!

Is Beizhen Fusi a place to talk about affection?

What's more, the governor and command envoy have all been changed. Who would recognize Sun Shaozong, an official from the former dynasty?

To be honest, if he had known that he would hand over the errand of the Dragon Guard, Yang Licai would never have visited his house a few days ago, let alone bowed his knees in front of him.

But it's not too late to correct it now!

From now on, that surname Sun is nothing to me!

Kang dang

Just as he was thinking about it, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and it exploded on the ground with a bang!

"who!"

Yang Licai pulled out his waist knife with a clang, and looked at the flying object, but it was a steamer.

damn it!

Who is so bold, dare to tease your master Qianhu in the street? !