treacherous beauty

Wei Xuanlang glanced at the gloomy sky, his voice was as cold as frost and snow: "Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with Weifu."

The eyes and ears of the Wei Mansion had already reported to him about Xue Yong and Jielifu, but with his temperament, he definitely wouldn't get involved right away.

Murong Ye approached him dazedly and stupidly: "My lord, I heard that this fence-building talisman seems to be the same as it was 15 years ago..."

Young master, hurry up and find something to do, and stop worrying about asking me to kill someone.

Hearing this, Wei Xuanlang was stunned for a moment, but said coldly: "What did the Xiao family's matter 15 years ago have anything to do with Weifu?"

"...No, no." Murong Ye whispered.

Look, did he say the Xiao family?

No.

Wei Xuanlang suppressed a trace of anger in his calm voice, raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and scolded him: "Don't stir up trouble."

"Yes, the subordinate is guilty." Murong Ye followed the good example, with a guilt that deserved death flashed in his eyes.

Wei Xuanlang waved his arrow sleeve, and strode towards the door.

An imperceptible smile rose from the corner of Murong Ye's mouth, and he thought: Hey, you should keep calm.

Concern is chaos.

The ancients were sincere and did not deceive me.

The Jieli Talisman showed up after nine years of accumulation, Wei Xuanlang naturally couldn't stay out of it, even the entire Wei Mansion must be tense.

Terrible.

Xiao wanted to marry a daughter-in-law when he was still idle just now, mother, what a crime.

You have to quickly pay off your merits.

As soon as Murong Ye raised his foot, he quickly ran to the backyard room and lifted Murong Ting up: "Brother Ting, you go to the palace, and I will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Let's split up today, brothers."

Murong Ting's eyes lit up: "Brother, brother, is the young master going to ask for someone?"

"En." Murong Ye made a fishy move: "Maybe he is waiting for the young master to ask for someone."

Murong Ting thought for a while and said: "Brother, don't go to these two places, Mr. Xue is not there."

"Our people are watching." Murong Ye lowered his voice and said, "I watched Mr. Xue being brought into the Chen residence with my own eyes."

"It's just a cover-up." Murong Ting said something by sticking to his ear.

As soon as Jielifu appeared, there were many people ready to attack, both openly and secretly. Chen Ying, that old fox, would never hide someone in the Chen Mansion, waiting for people from all walks of life to rob him.

Compared with the safety of the Chen House, the Fence Fence Talisman is nothing, and Xue Yong is even more worthless.

"What about in the palace?" Murong Ye didn't quite believe him.

Xue Yong used to be Jian Chengcong's pillow, did he just watch him fall into the hands of the Chen family this time?

What's more, this person is still holding the soldiers and horses that the court has been secretly looking for, maybe he has already taken him back at this moment.

He obviously still had a glimmer of hope for Jian Chengcong.

Murong Ting didn't speak, he took out a copy of "On the Heart" written by Wei Qin, the former Minister of Dali Temple, and asked, "Why did Jing Zhen arrive just when Xue Jiu died?"

Murong Ye shook his head, he couldn't figure out all these twists and turns: "You can go wherever you say."

Murong Ting immediately nodded at him calmly, stopped the nonsense of the past, and said directly: "Take a few more people to follow in the dark."

Left Jinwu Prison.

Xue Yong could hear the sound of the iron chain being dragged, and he could also hear the sound of other people sobbing and cursing, but he just couldn't wake up.

For a while, a child followed him and called "Brother", for a while, blood rained, and in a blink of an eye, the old bustard of the brothel pinched his mouth and poured poison into him, and in a blink of an eye, the young champion man in red was riding on a tall horse... …

But again, he woke up from the dream.

He has had a high fever for several days, and he has stepped into the gate of hell. When he was drowsy, his heart seemed to be roasted by fire, and it seemed to be frozen in ice, but he had never been so awake.

I'm afraid, it's back to the light.

Wei Xuanlang met Duan Dong, the censor at the gate, who came to inspect the prison. This man is the elder brother of Duan Ming, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple. Not only is he not a cruel official, but he is also a good old man and a sensible person. When he met him, he laughed and said: " It's not fun here, it's full of bad luck, it's better not to mess with General Jingan."

A place of right and wrong, why come to join in the fun.

These words had a lot of meaning, Wei Xuanlang laughed after hearing this: "Duan Yushi reminded me to keep it in mind."

Duan Dong saw that he did not intend to listen to persuasion, so he stopped annoying others, and said: "I'm going to present to Mr. Chen, general, please."

"My lord, please." Wei Xuanlang returned the salute, smiling a little carelessly, not caring, but his handsome eyebrows that were flying obliquely raised slightly.

Heh, Chen Yang actually squatted here himself.

Duan Dong flashed like a wind.

Wei Xuanlang was blocked at the second entrance, Chen Yang saw him, his expression darkened: "Yo, Mr. Wei Fourth is a rare visitor."

"Come and do business with Mr. Chen." Wei Xuanlang said.

Chen Yang: "What business did Fourth Master Wei come to do in this unlucky place?"

Wei Xuanlang said slowly: "Xue Yong."

The voice was as cold as the wind on a winter night, which made people feel unbearably cold and bitter, and with the arrogance of wanting to win, Chen Yang didn't know how to answer him for a while: "Oh, a waste, if you don't move a finger, you will die soon, Fourth Young Master Wei wants What's the use?"

"Warm the bed." Wei Xuanlang said lightly.

Chen Yang's eyes fell on Wei Xuanlang's gluttonous mask: "Why, do you want to build a group of fragrances? Or does it have to be him?"

Who the hell believed it!

A dying person takes it to warm his bed and wants to play with ghosts.

Wei Xuanlang sighed with a smile: "It must be him."

It must be Xue Yong.

"Okay." Chen Yang followed him with a smile: "Why not."

This deal is done.

"Master Chen?" Wei Xuanlang waited for him to continue.

"Mr. Xue and you are just one night in the spring breeze, and you are so protective." Chen Yang smiled: "My son is also a little itchy."

Even so, there was no emotion on his face.

Wei Xuanlang laughed loudly: "Dark Tong's song pays attention to a sentiment, it is perfect for the time when the willows are on the moon and the lights are bursting." He looked around, his brows and eyes were full of a style that is hard to see for a warrior: "Here, how do you write it? One word to your heart's content?"

Mr. Chen was so good at this, it was beyond his expectation.

"Hahaha." Chen Yang was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Then I will make a note of it. Mr. Wei, make an appointment at another date."

Those unscrupulous words came from Yumian Shura's mouth, it can be seen that this son of the Wei family has played a lot.

He then ordered the left and right to bring Xue Yong up to Wei Xuanlang to take away.

The person dragged to him, but Wei Xuanlang didn't even look at it: "I beg you, Mr. Chen, to send him to the Xiao residence."

"Xiao Mansion?"

The smile on Chen Yang's face became lighter: "But the former residence of the fourth son's old friend?"

The Xiao family members have been dead for more than ten years, and the house is completely deserted. I heard that people could hear crying and shouting from time to time at night. What would a sick child do in such a ghostly place?

Torturing Xue Yong or disgusting the ancestors of the Xiao family?

Wei Xuanlang ignored him, and left after speaking.

Anyway, no matter where you go, you can't escape the eyes of Mr. Chen, so choose an exciting place.

Lest you be bored.

"Chen Qi." Watching him walk away, Chen Yang called out his personal guards: "Go and watch the Xiao Mansion."

Chen Qi hesitated and said: "My lord, do you want to check Xue Yong's life experience?"

Wei Xuanlang has guarded Xiao's mansion for so many years to prevent people from entering, but Xue Yong can live in, how can he not make people suspicious.

Chen Yang: "Even you believe that the Wei family has feelings for the Xiao family?"

He laughed.

It has been 15 years since the whole family of the Xiao family was massacred. With the power of the Wei family, if they wanted to take revenge, they would have beaten the killer to ashes. Do you still have to guard a dead house and sacrifice it to the world every year?

He doesn't believe it anyway.

"I heard that Wei Xuanlang never forgets Xiao Yan, the dead ghost." Chen Qi said.

Chen Yang patted him: "Xiao Yan was only so old when he died, Wei Feiqing can remember a fart."

The Wei family just used this incident to make a good name for the world.

After thinking about it, he had another doubt, and said to Chen Qi: "Check it out. And the rest of the Xue family, check it out."

Wei Xuanlang has already opened a mansion and built a government office. Apart from General Jing'an's mansion, there are at least three or two outhouses. If he really likes Xue Yong, he can't find a place to hide his beauty in the golden house. Get people to Xiao's house.

In addition, who killed Xue Jiu, the servant of the Xue family, and where the fence talisman in his hand came from, had to be found out.

Things are abnormal, there is a monster!

"Yes, Eldest Young Master." Chen Qidao: "This subordinate is looking at the actions of Little General Jing An, is it possible that he wants to investigate the case of the Xiao Mansion back then?"

"It's very possible." Chen Yang said, "He is more eager than anyone else to find the fence talisman all these years, just to avenge the Xiao family."

He cares about the troops that can be summoned by Jieli Bing Talisman, and Jian Chengcong cares, but the Wei family may not be interested.

Chen Qi: "The one in the palace, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."

After the Xiao family was destroyed back then, some people said that Min Guo Gong Xiao Shi accidentally caught a glimpse of an unspeakable scandal of the children of the royal family Jian's family in the palace, which led to his murder. Six years later, Jian Chengjue was killed by poison. Chen Ying mentioned that he was "bloodthirsty and brutal, with unpredictable methods" in his letter to the world, which seemed to implicitly point out that the disaster of the Xiao family was related to Jane's.

This unsolved case has not been solved for many years, and the court has never intervened. Not to mention the Wei family, but the foolish people, they may secretly predict that someone will settle this account with Jian's sooner or later.

Can't run.

From this point of view, it is not surprising that Wei Xuanlang wanted to leave Xue Yong.

"The Wei family is better than us." Chen Yang sighed.

The prime minister's mansion will only be domineering, and the reputation of Chen Ying and their brothers is getting worse day by day. Even if Jian Chengcong is abolished one day, how will the Chen family find an excuse to serve God and ascend the throne?

The Wei Mansion is not the case. On the surface, the Wei family and his son have never coveted the throne and abide by the etiquette of the emperor and ministers, but they are secretly pursuing the blood debts in the hands of the Jian family. Just imagine that once Jian Chengcong is found out that he participated in the case of exterminating the Xiao family, the emperor will lose his morals , How can he rule the world.

At that time, it is not a matter of course for the Zen seat to be given to the virtuous Wei family.

Chen Qi smoothed the joints of the crutches for a moment, and said repeatedly: "Tall, really tall."

Chen Yang smiled: "Play, play with him."

A warrior from the Wei family wants to compete with the Chen family, but it's still far away.

Some people always think that they can deceive the sky and cross the sea, turn their hands over and over again, and play with their opponents in the palm of their hands, but after all they forget that the century-old nobleman of the Chen family has undergone several changes in imperial power, and he is still able to establish a big root as deep as a rock. It's not just about playing power.

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Covering his face, he said that he was afraid of updating, and every time he changed, he would drop it. I was wrong, I shouldn’t have changed the channel, hey~