wife and king

"This... this..." Mengrong lowered her head again and again, raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Cangling, then lowered her guilt, "Slave..."

"Speak quickly!" Yan Cangling is not a patient person, every word is like a sharp knife, "If you dare to hide a single word, I don't mind if I strip you of all your clothes and hang you under the city gate. "

"Ah!" Mengrong screamed, her face was pale and almost fainted, "I said that I... because of this, people don't obey discipline, they yell and yell when they see people, and they hurt a lot of people while struggling. , Slave... Slave can't do anything about it, my lord, you know that we have to use some tricks in this business, and we can only sell it after being disciplined, so..." She paused, and deliberately said "and" The words were too long, and he wanted to confuse this problem, but Yan Cangling didn't want to say a word, just pressed the dagger inward, and immediately cut a gash on Mengrong's face.

"Ah! So, so..." Mengrong cried out, gasping for breath a few times, "So I fed him the nightmare, and then let the nanny discipline him, and after that, he was fed too much, and he...he was frightened dumb Oh, ah, ah, the lord forgives the lord, the lord forgives the sin, the slave only recently found out that he is dumb, the lord has nothing to do with the slave, it is all caused by those mothers!"

"Damn it?!" Yan Cangling shot Meng Rong a hard look, "If you didn't agree, where did this medicine come from! In the end, it was you who killed it!"

"My lord!" Meng Rong said anxiously, "Your lord, I don't know if I don't know, I beg you to spare my life, and in the future I will be your ox and horse, in return for not killing me!"

Yan Cangling narrowed his eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Forgive your life, huh? What good will it do for me to spare your life!"

"My lord!" Meng Rong became anxious, closed her eyes and went all out, "Don't you want to know what that human trafficker looks like!"

Yan Cangling was stunned for a moment, Mengrong's impartial words hit his heart knot, thinking, why wouldn't he want to, he wished he could drag that human trafficker out and tear his corpse into pieces! "Oh, that's a good question. It seems that you are still useful. Come on." He winked at Le Ziyou, and Le Ziyou took out the pen and paper he had prepared and handed it to him.

Yan Cangling untied Mengrong's acupoints without mercy, threw her to the side of the table, pulled her fingers and made a big gash with a sharp knife, then pressed the nib of the pen on the gurgling blood, and said in an evil voice, "Draw!"

Mengrong was sweating profusely, she dared not delay, she started to draw while trembling, but her hands kept shaking, it took a long time before she managed to draw two or three strokes.Seeing that the "pen and ink" was about to run dry, Yan Cangling mercilessly cut her other fingertip with a knife, forcing her to continue painting.

When the painting was finished, Mengrong's ten fingers were already stained with blood, and her back was completely drenched in pain, as if she had been fished out of cold water.

Yan Cangling picked up the scroll and asked about a few details. After getting a satisfactory answer, he folded the scroll and put it in his pocket. Then he took out a piece of paper and pressed it with gravity: "Write down the names of the nuns who harmed him. , and more! The servant girl who served him also wrote it down, in short, whoever has contact with him, write it down clearly to this king!"

How could Meng Rong dare to go against his intentions, she grabbed her trembling right wrist with one hand, wrote quickly, and in a short while listed many people, counting them carefully, there were as many as a dozen people.

A burst of anger rushed to the top of Yan Cangling's head, the hostility in his eyes was as deep as a thundercloud, he grabbed Mengrong's skirt, and stabbed her throat with a cold dagger! "This king can't keep you!"

Mengrong was so frightened that she lost her voice, and opened her eyes as big as copper bells, watching the sharp blade piercing her throat...

However, when it was attached to the neck, Yan Cangling's hand holding the dagger paused for a moment, and suddenly a strange look flashed across his eyes, he sneered three times, and amplified the volume: "Mengrong, do you know who you are selling!"

Mengrong's breath could only go in and out, and she spewed out thick air from her nasal cavity, her neck stiffened and she shook her head violently.

"You don't know, the king told you," Yan Cangling's eyes were as deep as black abysses, "You are selling the son of the current minister!"

scare!Meng Rong's face turned pale, Huan Dynasty had laws, and it was already a crime to traffic people in private regardless of others' wishes, but now he is still trafficking the son of an official family, which is not enough to cut off a hundred heads!

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!" Mengrong burst into tears like a torrent, and she knelt down suddenly, her head kowtowed louder than the wind outside, "My lord, please save this slave!" She walked up to Yan Cangling on her knees, pulling He didn't even want face by touching his thigh.

"Humph!"

Yan Cangling kicked her hard, causing her to roll on the ground. Just as she was about to continue kicking someone, a person slammed into the door and knelt down in front of Yan Cangling like the wind, with a loud voice, "Please forgive me, my lord!" crime!"

At first glance, it turned out to be Qingbo who had gone and returned.Le Zi folded his arms and leaned against the door. He is a martial arts practitioner. When Qingbo appeared nearby, he had discovered it a long time ago. Now he let him in just to enjoy a good show.

Even if Qingbo knelt down, her back was still straight, she kowtowed her head neither humble nor overbearing, and met Yan Cangling's gaze: "My sister is ignorant for a while, offending the prince, and being a slave as the eldest sister, there is also a fault. If the prince blames the slave, I have nothing to say, but if you want to condemn Shemei to death, I will not be convinced."

"Oh? Why are you unconvinced?" Yan Cangling became angry. He strode to the chair and sat down, but did not call Qingbo to get up.

Qingbo held Mengrong's hand with the wide sleeves of her robe, patted it lightly to comfort her, and said calmly, "Dare to ask my sister what I'm guilty of."

Yan Cangling squinted his eyes, and tapped on the table with great interest: "Privately sell the son of Shangshu."

"According to the laws of the Huan Dynasty, those who sell others in private will be sentenced to three years in prison, but the crime will not lead to death."

Yan Cangling's eyes lit up, but he was not angry, and said calmly: "But the one who sold my sister was the son of Shangshu."

Qingbo said unhurriedly: "The memory of slaves has always been good. It seems that there is no case in the laws of the Huan Dynasty that the son of a minister was punished by death."

The corner of Yan Cangling's mouth suddenly raised: "Although there are no laws in the Huan Dynasty, don't you know that Fangcheng is my king's territory? Here, my king is the sky, and Fangcheng's laws are under my control!"

Qingbo's face changed slightly, she lowered her head, her white teeth clenched her lips tightly: "If so, what else can I say, it's just that the prince killed someone for the sake of a criminal, I am not convinced!"

"Bastard!" Yan Cangling slapped the table in feigned anger and stood up, the teapot on the table splashed water, "Nonsense!"

"Why is your lord so nervous?" Qingbo said calmly, "Son of Shangshu, he is a noble man. Ordinary people have sharp eyes, and can tell whether they are rich or noble. Why did they dare to privately talk about this kind of person?" Selling the son of an official family?" She paused, and then continued, "But if this person is wearing a crime, then it makes sense. I heard that a few months ago, the Minister of the Ministry of War was convicted and the clansman was exiled to the Southern Barbarians. The land, his son is missing. The person mentioned by the prince, according to the slaves, nine out of ten is the son of this minister. If so, he has already been reduced to a criminal, so what are you talking about? Sentenced to death."

Yan Cangling laughed non-stop, but suddenly stopped smiling, and said angrily: "Even if he is a criminal, he should be exiled with his father to serve hard labor, not not a member of the music class!"

"My lord's words are wrong," Qingbo said, "According to the regulations of the Huan Dynasty, all the relatives of the offender's family, the males will serve hard labor, and the females will be sent to the camp as prostitutes. But the people the lord said , did not serve in slavery, but was sold to our folk as a private prostitute, how can we, ordinary people, associate him with the government. Besides," she said aggressively, "we just sold him, that's all. There has been no manipulation of the household registration and the contract of selling one's body, and the law is even more inappropriate."

"What an eloquent tooth!" Yan Cangling's eyes were gloomy, like dark clouds rolled up, he walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, as if he was anxiously looking for a way to deal with Qingbo - this made the smile on Qingbo's face even bigger.

Qingbo patted the back of Mengrong's hand like a feather fluttering, and gave her a calm look, her eyes were full of confidence.

"You seem to be very proud?" Yan Cangling suddenly interjected, his voice was flat, and it was impossible to tell whether it was joy or anger.

"I don't dare." Qingbo accepted the move calmly, always advancing and retreating in a certain way, without saying a word.

Instead of being angry, Yan Cangling laughed, and his voice was bursting, even suppressing the wind from outside: "Okay! Be courageous! The strange way can make Hu Cao Canjun and Shanxi Canjun look at you differently!"

As soon as these words fell, Qingbo's head seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and her complacent face turned pale, but she reacted quickly and lowered her head, but the keen Yan Cangling still noticed her change of color.

The corner of his lips hooked, and Yan Cangling took a step forward complacently: "I don't know, when will my people be so friendly with you."

"I don't know what the lord said." After hearing this, Qingbo was taken aback, her face remained calm, but her hands stirred Sijuan into a mess.

Yan Cangling said slowly: "You don't know? But I don't know how you got out of the city today, huh?!"

Qingbo was startled, and continued calmly: "Of course, I have shown my past, so the city gate guards let me go. You ask, my lord, is it possible that you suspect the city gate guards..." She paused, but didn't understand. Continuing, leaving a deep meaning unfinished.

Yan Cangling's face was heavy, her eyes seemed to be poisonous, and she wanted to cut off her tongue: "Really, how did you get out of the city in just half an hour, huh?"

Qingbo's white teeth bit her red lips to reveal a white line, and she still argued: "I am planning to leave the city today, so I applied early."

"Really," Yan Cangling said in a deep and deep voice, "If that's the case, then..." As soon as the word "What" fell, he made a sudden move, pointed at Qingbo's acupoint, and gave Le a wink.Le came forward with a smile, seeing Qingbo's trembling voice as the wind in his ears, and easily took out a dozen copies of the past from her bosom, shook it away, and Yan Cangling was shocked.

Hastily tore it away, Yan Cangling went through more than a dozen copies, his brows became tighter and tighter, after reading the last one, he slammed his palm on the table, the table broke from it with a crash, and the debris cut through the two sisters Qingbo Bloodstains suddenly appeared on his face.

Shen Ran was like a clear wave, and her face also changed at this moment, Meng Rong's face was almost as white as frost.

Yan Cangling raised the accusations in his hand, and asked sharply: "Where do these accusations come from! The Huan Dynasty has an order that anyone who needs to go out of the city must apply for an injunction. The identity of the person and the date of the application. You have more than a dozen documents in your hand, and the dates mentioned above are all this month. Do you want to tell this king that you have the ability to fly, and you can go back and forth between Fangcheng and other places within three to five days, and then apply for another pass?!" The veins on his forehead twitched, and Yan Cangling's eyes cracked, " Tell me, how much benefit did you give to the two soldiers, and let them lie for you! Or, did you do anything secretly!"

Qingbo's face was almost pale, her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound, and could only pant heavily.

Yan Cangling was already furious from Qingbo's anger, he pulled Mengrong over, and the dagger mercilessly slid towards her neck!

"My lord, no! My lord, my lord!" Qingbo's face turned pale, her voice changed, "I said, I said, please let my lord go! Please!"

"Say!" Yan Cangling narrowed his eyes, and the meaning of thunder was clearly revealed, "If you lie, you will die!"

Qingbo paled, her originally tall back collapsed as if her spine had been pulled out, her eyes were covered with a layer of hopeless gray, and she said what she had done word by word: "Slave There is a unique skill that can imitate anyone's handwriting, and can make words look like images, false ones, and also good at imitating seals, so all these pasts are imitated privately by slaves, and it is not a problem to go around."

Yan Cangling's eyes darkened slightly: "Why didn't the guards at the city gate notice your frequent visits?"

Qingbo bowed her head, gritted her teeth and said: "I just need to send someone to get the handwriting and official seal of joining the army from another city, copy a copy of the past, and change my appearance, then I can return to Fangcheng as a person from another city."

"Okay!" Yan Cangling laughed instead of anger, and couldn't help clapping her hands for her ability, "You are really amazing, this king really underestimated you."

"My lord is too famous." Qingbo lowered her head quickly, she shook out this matter, and knew that her end would not be good.

Unexpectedly, there was no sense of blame in Yan Cangling's words, and there was a little interest in his smile: "This king thought you would attribute the fault to the two soldiers."

Qingbo shook her head, and said dejectedly: "My lord is very smart, I'm a little prostitute, and your sister's life is in your hands, how dare I lie to you, but when one person does something, one person is responsible," she raised her eyebrows impressively. First, determination appeared in his eyes, "I hope the prince will let my sister go, she is innocent."

"Let her go?!" Yan Cangling sneered, "Why did I let her go! Although she is innocent, she has done a lot of harm. Why did I let her go!" He repeatedly emphasized, "Why should I let her go?" ", every word and every word was like a sharp knife piercing into Qingbo's heart fiercely - why did he let her go, as a powerful person, there was no reason at all to let go of someone who harmed his interests.

"My lord!" Qingbo hissed, pulling Mengrong to bow and kowtow together, "I am willing to work for you, let you drive me, I just ask you to be magnanimous and spare my sister's life, please!" Her voice Back trembling in the wind, sobbing and pleading with the sound of the wind, the tears on the cheeks stained with dust, painted gray and yellow dirt on the face.

"What's the benefit of this king bypassing you?" Yan Cangling rubbed his chin, examining the two of them.

"This..." Qingbo hesitated for a while, then turned her eyes to the tear-stained Mengrong, "I can find out information for you, or forge something else. That's right!" She suddenly said, "I will do my best to find harm for you People of 'immortals'!"

Yan Cangling's eyes suddenly darkened: "That's not bad, but..."

"But what." Qingbo's heart fluctuated with his words, and when it drooped, it was lifted violently, her heart beating violently.

"But I can go and find it, why should I leave it to you."

"Ah!" Meng Rong screamed and fainted.Qingbo's face was pale and bloodless, her lips trembled so that she couldn't speak.

Yan Cangling was extremely satisfied with their performance, his face softened a little, he hesitated for a long time, and waved his hand: "It's done, let's get up, look at your sisters' deep love, this king will not make things difficult for you, but..." He gave a wink Le Ziyou, Le Ziyou immediately poured two cups of cold tea, one of which, in front of Qingbo, poured a pill.

Seeing the medicine clearly, Qingbo suddenly changed color, opened her mouth, and closed it again in despair.

The corner of Yan Cangling's mouth was filled with a sneer: "Your good sister, if you hurt him, this king will naturally retaliate. You have no complaints."

"Don't dare." That Yao Qingbo knew best, it was a nightmare.The day Mengrong sold the "Immortal", she had already offended Yan Cangling, and Yan Cangling only allowed her to take Mengmai, which was already a mercy.

"Oh? Then you want to give her the antidote?"

"Sister She doesn't know how to flatter and offends the lord. His lord doesn't remember the villain's faults. It's already a kindness. How dare I save my sister? It's a blessing to ask my sister to save her life." Qingbo said deeply again. After bowing, he took the medicine with medicine from Le Ziyou, took a deep breath, and fed Meng Rong to drink it without hesitation.

"Very good, this king appreciates you. Don't say too much, today's incident is a lesson for you, know who should be provoked and who should not be provoked!"

"Yes, I will keep it in mind. I will never forget the mercy of the prince. If there is any order from the prince in the future, I will do my best."

"Okay! As long as you do things well for this king in the future, this king will definitely benefit from you. If you are loyal to this king, this king will be happy. I can even find a good husband for you in addition to your music."

"Your Majesty, this is true!" Qingbo's eyes lit up with fire, and she felt that she was too rude for a moment, so she lowered her head, but her trembling shoulders revealed her excitement.It's like they're making skins.People in the butcher business eat nothing more than youth food, relying on their appearance and skills, they can still be famous for a while, but when they are old and young, they only have the smell of copper all over their bodies, and they don't even have a companion.But if you can get rid of the happy family, you will have the opportunity to marry a good family, take care of your husband and teach your children, and live the rest of your life with peace of mind.

Yan Cangling took Qingbo's joy into his eyes, and Le Ziyou looked at each other, nodded and said: "This king keeps what he says, as long as you are loyal to this king."

"Slaves must do their best, and die only after death!"

"Okay! It's true that you've broken your promise, and this king needs you to prove it." After finishing speaking, Yan Cangling asked Le Ziyou to draw up a certificate, and asked Qingbo to sign and print her fingerprints on it.

At the end, Yan Cangling asked some more about the situation of the benefactor, and after getting the exact information, he left with Le Zi.

Unexpectedly, they met someone on the way back.