Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

In the middle of the night, the moon sets on the treetops.

Mohen was driven back by Wei Yi, and he guarded the door alone.

It's actually a bit inappropriate to say that he guards alone.

After all, Wei Yi actually knows that there are only two squatting on the tree, and there is one on the roof, let alone the back of the house.Fortunately, it's the turn of spring and summer, Wei Yi doesn't feel sleepy, standing on the porch holding his breath, it's right as an exercise.

After a while, "Dark Eleven?"

He yelled softly, and after a while, a dark figure appeared behind him.

Wei Yi smiled.

Back then when he was struggling in the dark guard, An Shili was actually his companion.

There were 20 people in the same group, but in the end, only Wei Yi and Dark Eleven survived.

Wei Yi threw the temperature-warmed medicine bottle hidden in his hand to An Shiyi, "Wipe it, when you reported it to the master, you definitely didn't mention the scars on your body."

An Shiyi accepted it silently.

"Are the injured ones alright?"

An Shiyi shook his head, "It's nothing."

Three sticks can't make a dull fart.

This is Dark Eleven.

Wei Yi knew his temperament, so he didn't say much, but leaned under the pillar and looked out of the courtyard.

"Lang Jun is a protector. If there is anything, it's okay to say it directly. He's not such a difficult person to get along with. As long as he does his duty on weekdays, who is good and who is bad, he has always been thinking about it in his heart."

An Shili didn't speak.

But Wei Yi knew that he had listened.

"……someone is coming."

An Shili said abruptly, and the figure had disappeared in the next instant.

Wei Yi's expression changed suddenly, and he straightened up when he heard the sound of walking unhurriedly from the corner.

There are indeed people.

How could someone suddenly appear here in the middle of the night?

Startled, he suddenly looked outside the courtyard door.

Whoever imagined it, that person was Mo Feihe.

Wei Yi's heart suddenly froze, before General Mo saw him, he rushed back to the courtyard.

He stuck to the window sill, closed his eyes and said: "Your Majesty, sir, the old general is here—"

The almost faint sound in the room stopped at that moment.

In an instant, the room became dead silent.

Wei Yi also wanted to die, Mo Feihe had never visited late at night, why did he do so today?

Not long after, Mo Feihe's figure appeared outside the door.

He was wearing a simple robe, and he looked like he came for a leisurely stroll. His slightly gray hair was tightly tied up, as if he was not going to sleep yet.As the old general walked, he was still playing with two small stones in his hands.

He looked at Wei Yi who was standing in the corridor with a smile, and walked in unhurriedly, "Has Ziqing fallen asleep?"

This time is actually a bit late.

After all, when Mo Jingchun came back, it was already midnight.

Wei Yi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

If it is said that he fell asleep, if the old general said he wanted to go in and have a look, what should he do?If he didn't sleep...then where would he conjure up Mo Jingchun for the old general?Right now in the house, I'm afraid it's...

At this moment, the closed window behind him moved slightly and clicked.

Mo Jingchun, who was a little tired and slightly reddened, appeared.

The corners of his eyes were flushed and a little wet, but he looked good, with wet hair hanging down in front of him.

The clothes on his body looked a little messy, as if he had just got up from the bed, showing a little strangeness.

Mo Jingchun rested his fingers on his forehead, "Father."

He said in a low voice.

"Wake you up?"

Mo Feihe said with a light smile, "I can't fall asleep when I'm free, so I walk around."

Mo Jingchun looked at Mo Feihe's posture, he was obviously a mighty old man, but he was fiddling with two round stones in his hands, he couldn't help laughing, his fingers were scratching the window sill, his bones turned white.

It trembled, and then it seemed to brush by inadvertently, and then fell on the wood.

"Father, walking around here, I'm afraid he just came out of... Yuan Ze's yard?"

It didn't seem strange that the father and son talked through a door and window.

Mo Feihe said solemnly: "How can you see that?"

Mo Jingchun pointed to the stone in Mo Feihe's hand, and said with a faint smile: "This is what Yuan Ze specially asked the gardener to beg for a few days ago. In the whole house, only he and the gardener have it. If Didn't you go to Yuanze's place, could it be that you went to sneak attack the gardener in the middle of the night?"

Mo Feihe laughed loudly, "It's true, my father just came out of Yuanze's yard, and happened to see these two stones are unusually round, so he brought them out."

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips and smiled helplessly.

...Don't sneak it out.

He looked, those were the two prettiest pieces.

The father looked upright, but he was actually an old urchin.

Mo Jingchun knew that Mo Feihe's sleep was shallow and he always fell asleep later, "Father, why don't I ask the kitchen to make some easy-to-digest snacks?"

Mo Feihe waved his hand, saying that there was no need, and looked at Mo Jingchun carefully.

Seeing that his hair was slightly wet, he shook his head and said, "I can't go to sleep like this."

Mo Jingchun laughed, "Listen to you."

His fingers subconsciously clenched into fists, thanks to the fact that Mo Jingchun had already been hidden in his sleeves before he moved, and he was hanging down as naturally as possible, touching the wall, otherwise he would have trembled violently right now.

...stop smoking.

He screamed silently in his heart, but he couldn't show any flaws on his face, and he had to deal with Mo Feihe's words.

"The courtyard outside your house is much more interesting than before."

Taking advantage of the moment when Mo Feihe turned his head, Mo Jingchun put his arm on the window sill, covered his mouth with his hand, suppressed a few muffled groans, and after getting over the tingling feeling, he tried his best to smile and said, "Isn't it I am not allowed to move around the house, the injury on this shoulder has gradually improved, but it is still..." The ending trembled, and Mo Jingchun almost didn't finish speaking.

Mo Jingchun coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and subconsciously changed the subject, "...Today, my child saved a person from a fire."

When he went out, the family knew about it.

He didn't come back until midnight, and based on Mo Feihe's sleepless appearance, he must be clear about it.

"Is it... something about the west of the city?"

In order to talk to Mo Jingchun, Mo Feihe walked a few steps towards the window.

Behind Mo Jingchun's back came a treacherous and terrifying thought, no, no further...

If you cross the window sill, you can see him... in a state of distress.

That's disgraceful.

Fortunately, Mo Feihe stopped and frowned, "You said something happened, so the incident in the west of the city was deliberately set on fire?"

Mo Jingchun nodded: "If the fire hadn't been set on purpose, the fire would not have ignited so quickly, and even engulfed the neighbors on the left and right. Moreover, it is spring and summer, not as dry as autumn. The fire should not be so fast. "

Mo Feihe frowned, his gray hair looked like silver frost under the moonlight.

"That's right. But why do you want to do something like this?" Mo Feihe asked.

Mo Jingchun: "The people my boy rescued were called Xi Hefang, and they were related to people from the Fufeng Dou family. He went back to the carpenter's shop this time to pick up the wooden bed that he had made before. Unexpectedly, he must have bumped into someone inside the carpenter's shop. That's why they became their prey... But burning down the store in one go, and implicating everyone in it, is too cruel..."

"Carpenter...who are you suspecting?" Mo Feihe rattled two round stones.

Mo Jingchun: "Father, you already have guesses in your mind, don't you?"

"Things that are guessed may not be true." Mo Feihe said slowly, "Only based on real evidence is the most useful."

He was silent for a moment.

He said again, "Which prince are you guessing?"

Although Mo Feihe said that, those attitudes are only when facing other people.

As for his own children, of course it is different.

Mo Jingchun's defense of shortcomings is in the same line.

"My child is indeed so suspicious." At the same time, Mo Jingchun also sighed, although his sigh was more like a trembling, or a scream, "but just based on this connection, it can be linked to this matter." , but something is wrong."

He didn't say who the suspect was, but the father and son glanced at each other, and they both felt something in their hearts.

Mo Feihe nodded and said: "After all, there is no evidence, and we have to confirm it. However, it is a bit courageous to do such a thing at the foot of the capital."

Mo Jingchun paused, suddenly thinking of Yuan Heming.

He seems to be responsible for...

Mo Jingchun lowered his head suddenly, his knees trembled.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jingchun's slight change immediately aroused Mo Feihe's vigilance.

He shook his head, raised his eyes, and said softly: "I'm just thinking, the recent things seem to be a bit weird. Whether it's King Qin or King Qinghe..."

"It's beautiful, I'm afraid there are other plans." Mo Feihe said lightly, "With his ability, if he can't win Qinghe within three months, he is really a waste."

Mo Jingchun gave a wry smile, "I want to know what King Qin really wants."

Mo Feihe: "This is something His Majesty needs to think about, but it has nothing to do with us." He said unhurriedly.

"Prince, family members, dignitaries, treason... these things, the farther the better." Those who marched and fought, they couldn't think too little, but they couldn't think too much either.

If you think less, you don't know how you will die; but if you think too much, it's the same.

After saying that, Mo Feihe squeezed the round stone in his hand together.

The sonorous sound made people's teeth ache.

"You should rest earlier," Mo Feihe smiled, "Seeing how much you worry about government affairs, I'm afraid you'll be back on duty in a few days."

Mo Jingchun's lips twisted for a moment, and he shook his head helplessly.

He watched his father's figure gradually go away, and his fingers gripping the window sill gradually began to convulse and tremble.

Wei Yi stayed by the side all the time, and waited until Mo Feihe left, then cautiously poked his head out from a distance to speak, "Lang Jun, this..." He originally wanted to ask if His Majesty had left, but when he saw Mo Feihe Jingchun collapsed as if she had lost her strength, and could no longer be seen.

Then Emperor Zhengshi appeared in front of the window.

Just for a moment.

Wei Yi couldn't explain exactly how the person appeared, but he could see His Majesty's hand tightly clasping Mo Jingchun's fingers, and the two palms with different skin colors overlapped, revealing a little ambiguity.

...Wei Yi seems to have seen a slight water stain on His Majesty's lips.

But before Emperor Zhengshi's gaze came over, Wei Yi scrambled out.

Yaoshou.

He thought His Majesty was gone.

Wei Yi silently covered his beating heart, thinking of Mohen expressionlessly.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't be able to let him go back.

This has to be done together!

Inside the house, Mo Jingchun felt like a fish landed on the shore, the pain almost burned his sanity.He was almost defeated when Mo Feihe left, and he was about to fall over.

Gongye Qi seemed to regard this as punishment.

Because it is punishment, it has to be tossed and tossed, making people happy, but painful.

"Master, doesn't it hurt?" Mo Jingchun suddenly heard such a strange question, but couldn't figure out what His Majesty was asking.

Now he is suffering from burning.

If it hurts, it is even more painful.

But he keenly felt that if he didn't answer, His Majesty would be angry again.

But... Mo Jingchun actually couldn't tell what His Majesty was talking about.

But if you don't listen, you can't vent.So I could only start listening pitifully and seriously.

He heard Gongye Qi ask again, "Doesn't it hurt, master?"

Doesn't it hurt the moment you are pierced by an arrow?Isn't it painful when you are recuperating?Why, but never refused to say?

The roar buried under the question made Mo Jingchun wake up for a moment, "No..."

Does he hurt?

It should be, but subconsciously blurted out "no".

"Does it hurt?" Gongye raised his eyebrows.

He said to himself: "I'm afraid it's a body made of iron, so it doesn't hurt."

He asked Mo Jingchun to tell, but he was not satisfied with his answer.

one time.Twice.

It's all over the place.

Gong Yeqi smiled lightly, but the voice made him want to tremble even more, "Master, I'll give you another chance, does it hurt?" His fingers clasped Mo Jingchun's injured place, but he didn't squeeze it tightly.

Compared with Gong Yeqi's ravages in other places, he treated the wound on his shoulder more cautiously, even his fingers only lightly touched the skin, for fear of tearing the healed tender flesh again.

Even on that day, Mo Jingchun was still smiling.

A bleak, almost unbearable laugh.

Like an injured place, not his own flesh, like an injured person, not Mo Jingchun.

The emperor watched the old doctor's knife cut the flesh, and his pale body struggled a bit.

It's really just a click.

Afterwards, Mo Jingchun's body was as tense as a silk thread, and he forbeared until the operation was over.The old doctor was sweating all over, how could he be spared as a person suffering from pain?

I have been enduring the tight arc all the time, as if if I press it down again, it will break.

The blood that flowed down was so scarlet.

... Isn't this just a delusion in Gongyeqi's heart?

Red blood, white flesh.

If you swallow it alive, from here, pick it up with your fingers, tear it open, and dig it in little by little.

Just right, the blood that flowed down was still fresh.

He wants to eat it.

Gong Yeqi's eyes were scarlet.

three times.Four times.

"Master, when you were injured here, did it hurt?" His Majesty's finger pressed Mo Jingchun's shoulder, and landed on the flesh torn apart by the arrow.

As if separated by a layer of veil, Mo Jingchun struggled for a moment with the hazy interrogation, "It hurts, when I was injured...it hurts so much that I want to cry, but I can't, I..." He trembled, as if Let go of your hands and block your mouth with your fists.

How come it doesn't hurt when you get hurt?

Of course Mo Jingchun was in pain, not only the pain, but also the discomfort of tossing and turning.But he has long been used to swallowing pain alive.

However, His Majesty wanted to ask him again and again.

Let Mo Jingchun face the indescribable pain and suffering, and separate all the previous emotions.

Gong Yeqi forcibly separated his convulsed fingers, not allowing him to gag.

Fingers intertwined and clasped beside the pillow.

He wants to listen.

Mo Jingchun's shoulder is a little painful now, and he is also very uncomfortable.

But no matter how wronged he was, when he was in a daze, he couldn't say anything to justify.His Majesty forced him to admit that it would be uncomfortable and painful, why?

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out, he blinked and shed a few more tears.

Gongyeqi sighed.

So good.so stay.

It was like swallowing some desire in satisfaction.

The master doesn't know what it means to be dependent, or what it means to cherish oneself, but it doesn't matter.

He thought, little by little, he would slowly teach his master to straighten his tongue, to speak, to speak.

Should think, also want to.

The candles outside were gradually burning and dying out bit by bit.

...

In the middle of the afternoon, the sun was in full bloom, and the whole yard was full of greenery, with occasional butterflies flying among the bushes.

Mo Jingchun lay softly on the reclining chair, with a slight tiredness between his brows.

This is how Lang Jun wakes up in the morning.

Except for barely getting busy with a few things, she has been lying here.like a...

Cough, salted fish.

Although the servants who went to and from the cleaning room were curious, no one dared to disturb them, so they let Mo Jingchun slump on the recliner.

Mo Jingchun was indeed a little uncomfortable.

He covered his eyes with his hand, blocking out the somewhat dazzling sun, but it couldn't block the light that sneaked in.

In the early morning, the invited imperial doctor had already arrived.

Mo Jingchun had no choice but to pack up a handful of loose bones and get up to receive him.

The situation of Xi and Fang is not good, but it is not bad either.According to the imperial doctor's opinion, there is still a high possibility that Xi and Fang will wake up, but they just need to wait a little longer until the medicine is finished.

Possibly, it is an unknown.

Mo Jingchun felt melancholy.

At noon, Dou Yuan came to visit.

He looked very anxious, and there were bruises under his eyelids, as if he hadn't slept all night.

I'm afraid I've been anxious to get angry since I learned the news yesterday.

Mo Jingchun knew who he was worried about, so he was taken directly to Xi Hefang.

Seeing the unconscious Xi and Fang, Dou Yuan was extremely annoyed, "I know he was here to help me, why didn't you follow him there that day?" He slapped himself hard on the face with a crisp sound.

Mo Jingchun frowned and stopped him, "If you follow up, it's just one more person lying here. At that time, I could only save one more person. If there are more you, I'm afraid the whole army will be wiped out."

He glanced at Xi and Fang who hadn't woken up, and said after a moment of silence, "Did Xi and Fang ever tell you about that store?"

Dou Yuan's eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "He once said that he ordered a bed outside, and it looked very comfortable, so he put down the deposit early. A few days ago, because of my imperial examination, plus his The studies over there were about to end, so I was in a hurry, and I didn't think about it until yesterday."

At that time, Xi and Fang found the note after digging through boxes and cabinets, and then went there by themselves in the afternoon.

Dou Yuan: "I just remember that Brother Fang said at the time that after entering the door, he saw a carpenter in the backyard, and beside him squatted a little lady with a round face, who seemed to be a couple. The two There was an unusual tacit understanding, so the bed was made quickly and well, he measured the size and thought it was just right, so he ordered it directly."

I didn't see anything else.

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, "You mean, little lady with a round face?"

Dou Yuan said alertly: "What did you remember?"

Mo Jingchun paced back and forth in front of the bed, and after a long while he murmured: "If I'm not wrong..." He didn't say the second half, and swallowed it directly in his stomach, but turned around to let Mohen investigate.

Dou Yuan was worried that Xi and Fang would not be able to wake up again, and his face turned pale with anxiety, so Mo Jingchun ordered someone to give Dou Yuan a guest room so that he could stay temporarily for a few days.

"What are you planning to do?"

After Mo Jingchun came back, Wei Yi followed behind him, and said cautiously: "Now you are taking care of your body."

This, before everything was finished, I started to work again.

Mo Jingchun glanced at him, "You weren't on vigil last night, how can you get up now?"

His expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see his attitude towards last night.

Wei Yi smiled sheepishly and said: "Didn't you send Mohen out? I don't feel at ease if there is no one around here." But he did sleep for a while in the morning, so he saw His Majesty leave with his own eyes. process.

...Although I didn't read the whole thing, after all, His Majesty's skill is still better than him.

If it wasn't for thinking about Xi and Fang, Mo Jingchun would not have been able to get up early in the morning.

"I'm in Mo's residence, so why worry?" Mo Jingchun said calmly, "Don't think too much, I won't leave today, and I'll go to rest first. In the evening, Yuan Heming will come over, and by the way, he will order the kitchen to make a meal. table seats."

"Yes."

Wei Yi was rushed to rest by Mo Jingchun, and he was lying on the recliner in the afternoon sun.

As soon as you lie down, you are now.

Mo Jingchun closed his eyes and rested his mind for a long time, then he heard the strange voice again.

[Punishment: time suspension]

[Time: twelve hours]

Mo Jingchun was slightly surprised, he hadn't heard the punishment with a time limit in this chapter for a long time.

"Twelve hours, do you mean the time for this punishment to exist, or the time for this punishment to take effect?" Mo Jingchun said cautiously.

【the latter. 】

Mo Jingchun: "..."

Still the same, trouble.

"What's the meaning of time suspension?" Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, "Stop the time on my body, or...?"

He has bad feelings.

The spirit had told him from the beginning that the reason for the punishment was because of his character.Even though he has a very close relationship with His Majesty now, the punishment cannot be changed.

Right now, time is suspended, and it is definitely not as simple as it sounds.

[You guessed right, the time pause originally required the cooperation of two people, but since the task has been completed by 60%, the intensity of the punishment has been weakened.Now the punishment has changed from "being used" and "requires the operator" to "passive skill", which will continue to work during your contact with Gongyeqi, and every midnight is a cycle]

Mo Jingchun: "..."

I listen, but I don't understand.

So what about his contact with Gongyeqi?

This strange punishment was incomprehensible for a while, so Mo Jingchun didn't take it to heart.

At least it looks a little better than the previous common sense modifier.

He stole half a day's leisure and slept on the recliner until the afternoon. When he woke up, he was covered with a thin blanket and was getting soft from the sun.

Mo Jingchun struggled to get up, Xiaoxiao yawned.

"Lang Jun, Yuan Lang Jun has arrived."

When Mohen came back in the afternoon, he found that Mo Jingchun was resting, so he didn't bother him until now.

Then Mohen leaned down and whispered in Mo Jingchun's ear.

Mo Jingchun just woke up, a little sleepy, but he said unhurriedly: "As expected. This time you go out this time, you haven't messed with the good guy who is following you again, have you?"

Mohen said with a sneer: "Don't you dare? I went out this time, but I dragged An Nineteen out."

The dark guards around Mo Jingchun rotated, five at a time, but because An Shiwu was still recovering from his injuries, the number of them was not uniform.Yesterday was odd, today is even.

The dark nineteen is naturally resting.

Mo Jingchun didn't care that Mohen was dating the secret guard, instead he said with a smile: "You are capable, and you can actually take them out."

Mo Hen rubbed his face, said with a wry smile: "It's just me, how is that possible. The little one is just pretending to be a tiger, borrowing your name."

However, if the hidden guards were able to follow suit, they naturally decided that it was necessary.

It's better for Mohen to be vigilant now than to be negligent and cause trouble later, isn't it?

When Mo Jingchun stood up holding the thin blanket, Yuan Heming had already been led over by his servants.Originally, they should go to the study room, or the flower hall in the front yard, but Mo Jingchun and Yuan Heming have a very good relationship, so it is not a problem to drive straight in like this.

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly: "Why are you on duty so early today?"

Lin Yushi's substitution still had some impact on Yuan Heming.

But it doesn't do much.

If it was later, Emperor Zhengshi might really have made a plan to directly let Yuan Heming take over, but now he has only been in office for less than a year, but it is not so fast, "Aren't you in a hurry to see you? Anyway, there are a bunch of I am too lazy to deal with messy things."

Yuan Heming came to see the patient, but he brought five altars full of fine wine.

Mo Jingchun: "Are you here to visit me, or to have a drink with me?"

Yuan Heming: "How dare you? You can bury it in the ground first, or hide it in the cellar. You can't open it right now. You have to wait another year or two before the taste will be the most mellow."

Mo Jingchun had no choice but to have the wine jar taken away, "You will die in the wine jar sooner or later."

Yuan Heming sat down opposite Mo Jingchun indifferently, "Isn't this just right? It just saves me looking for a coffin for myself, just put it in the wine jar and move it away."

Mo Jingchun gave him a sideways look, and said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, when you die drunk, I will have someone make a wine jar coffin for you."

Yuan Heming laughed loudly, looking extremely happy.

As soon as the guests came, the kitchen was ready, and soon several people brought the dishes and placed them in the room, but because Yuan Heming wanted to eat in the courtyard, he made a fuss again.

When the two sat down in the court, Yuan Heming only had tea at hand.

Hearing the sound of the watering can boiling on the right hand, he said quietly: "It's so hot, you don't want to eat cold tea, but hot tea?"

Mo Jingchun said calmly: "I can't drink alcohol, so naturally you can't either. It's good to replace wine with tea."

He clinked the teacup in his hand with Yuan Heming.

Yuan Heming had no choice but to accept.

After three rounds of "wine", Yuan Heming smiled and ate the special dishes of the chef in Mo's mansion, and said while eating: "You specially invited me to the mansion, not just for this matter of eating. You want to ask What about last night?"

He had heard long ago that Mo Jingchun was also present at the flood in the west of the city last night.

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly: "I want to know, does this matter have anything to do with King Ming Chun?"

Yuan Heming moved slightly while eating tea, raised his brows sharply, and looked at Mo Jingchun suddenly.

"...Why do you think so?"

Looking at Yuan Heming's reaction, Mo Jingchun felt something in his heart.

He told Yuan Heming about Xi and Fang.

"Xi and Fang... I thought they both died inside." Yuan Heming murmured, "I can't blame the lack of a corpse inside."

What is missing is the corpses of Xi and Fang.

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, listening to what he meant, he paid attention to it yesterday.

"Didn't I ask someone to go to the Imperial Academy to ask for leave?" He said unhurriedly, "Didn't you hear the news?"

Yuan Heming said angrily: "The affairs of the Mo residence are always very strict, it's not that easy."

Emperor Zhengshi protected Mo Jingchun so tightly that even if he wanted to touch them, it would be troublesome.

"Xi and Fang were rescued by my people." Mo Jingchun said, "Before he had some fate with me because of the Fufeng Dou family. Later, the Dou family harassed him a few times, and I have been sending people to keep an eye on him." , and this time something happened again.”

Yuan Heming was silent for a long time, drank two cups of tea, and then said: "There is a problem with the carpenter's shop, and there are indeed people watching, but..." He looked deeply at Mo Jingchun, with a slightly unpredictable expression.

"No one can be sure that it has something to do with King Mingchun."

That's an idea, but no evidence.

That's why Yuan Heming was so surprised when Mo Jingchun spoke just now and directly pointed out King Mingchun.

Mo Jingchun: "...Because of Xi and Fang, they may have seen King Mingchun appear in the shop with their own eyes."

This is why he must be killed.

Yuan Heming frowned, his expression was completely different from before, "Are you sure?"

Mo Jingchun shrugged and smiled, "Not sure."

Yuan Heming: "?"

Mo Jingchun smiled: "I don't have any evidence, but Xi and Fang's clan brother said that the carpenter Xi and Fang met in the shop before was different, and besides him was a round-faced lady."

A round-faced lady?

Yuan Heming was much more sensitive to these matters than Mo Jingchun, and he immediately grasped the problems, "...you mean, Princess Mingchun?"

Mo Jingchun said in an unhurried manner: "At the beginning, when King Mingchun wanted to marry the concubine, he cut it off first and then played it. After the court found out, he just meant to confiscate King Mingchun's one-year salary. If King Mingchun is I was afraid that the imperial court would not agree, but if the documents were sent later, according to His Majesty's temper, if he did not agree, he would not agree before, and he would not agree now. King Mingchun didn't need to do this at all... Unless, he has other things reason."

Yuan Heming picked up Mo Jingchun's words, "If you follow the normal marriage process, a princess of the county will have to marry at least half a year. What do you mean, King Mingchun wants to bring Princess Mingchun by his side as soon as possible .”

Mo Jingchun said calmly: "Perhaps, there is a reason why King Mingchun has to bring people with him. And what is more open and aboveboard than husband and wife?"

Yuan Heming pinched the teacup and did not move for a long time.

After Mo Jingchun finished speaking, he didn't care about it at all, and even picked up a piece of meat, "Eat it, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Yuan Heming: "...Why didn't you tell His Majesty what you said?"

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Heming curiously.

Yuan Heming said quietly: "You two have a strong relationship, you are telling me what you said, and you have to report it to His Majesty after you find out. What's the difference?"

goo-dong-

Mo Jingchun swallowed the piece of meat that he hadn't swallowed expressionlessly, "No time." He was extremely ashamed by His Majesty last night, and now he is trying to bury yesterday's absurd self, how could he take the initiative to join in? ?

"I'm not sure about this matter. It's the same when you tell His Majesty after you've confirmed it." Mo Jingchun said lightly, "Also, aren't these county kings still unable to leave the capital?"

Yuan Heming slumped on the chair, sighed and said: "Yeah, it will probably be next month. Wait... after Kong Xiu's matter is over."

Kong Xiu was originally the title of princess. After she was imprisoned, she had her title stripped and she was no longer the princess. She was also directly removed from the royal family tree and could not be buried after death.

But because of this time, it is still inappropriate to call a woman by her first name, so she is often called Kong Xiu.

Mo Jingchun paused, as if endless blood surged in an instant, which made him a little bit unbearable, "I remember, Your Majesty has already sent people to find those common people?"

Yuan Heming: "Actually, it's still a little troublesome. After all, King Xuhuai's fief is still a bit close to Qinghe. But His Majesty is in a hurry, and Mo Guangsheng's place is actually...so, quite a few people have been found."

Just waiting for Beijing.

He sighed, "Other matters are fine, but regarding the matter of King Xuhuai, there is really... nothing to say."

They can't be persuaded.

Yuan Heming glanced at Mo Jingchun, hesitantly said: "How did you... see it?"

Mo Jingchun's tone was flat, "It's too ruthless, but, in an extraordinary time, act in an extraordinary way."

Yuan Heming frowned slightly: "Extraordinary time?"

Mo Jingchun said quietly: "Your Majesty obviously has some calculations in his heart. King Xuhuai's matter is to kill chickens to make an example of monkeys. He is the chicken, and the kings are monkeys. Only the method of killing chickens is more cruel. Only the group of monkeys will be intimidated. And, don’t you forget that the Gongye imperial family has always been an ambitious bloodline, from His Majesty’s siblings to King Qinghe and King Qin, how many princes have been destroyed on the road of rebellion?”

His dark eyes looked deep.

Knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

Not everyone has such courage, and there are more people who have the heart but not the guts.

But what Emperor Zhengshi wanted right now was to break the courage of these people alive.

It is only the second that the court announced the bad deeds of the kings.

The matter of King Xu Huai is one of them.

Under the combination of the two, the one who still dares to do it is the hard stubble.

That's why Mo Jingchun cares so much about King Mingchun, if he is...

What Mo Jingchun wants to doubt is not only his purpose, but also whether his carpentry skills, which no one has ever seen, are related to the bow and crossbow of Princess Kongxiu that day!

After Yuan Heming listened to Mo Jingchun's analysis, many of them were in line with his own thoughts.

He said helplessly: "If you are willing to be more active, that would be great." Unfortunately, as long as Mo Jingchun is in court, he is always taciturn.

That's why those few appearances are so surprising.

Mo Jingchun said casually: "I don't want to be here, now it's safe and smooth, that's good."

"Safe and smooth?" Yuan Heming's eyes brushed thoughtfully over Mo Jingchun's shoulder, "You have encountered many things, big and small, in recent years."

What happened to Kong Xiu could be regarded as purely his own bad luck, but the assassination of King Qinghe was an unwarranted disaster brought to him by His Majesty.

But thinking of this, Yuan Heming recalled the reason why Kong Xiu attacked Mo Jingchun that day.

How absurd, the reason why she is so fearless is precisely because Mo Jingchun appeared in the west of the city, and she was dressed in extremely plain clothes. Kong Xiu, who had been soaking in the Jinxiu boudoir, really regarded Mo Jingchun as an ordinary citizen. This will be done out of temper.

After all, with Kong Xiu's status at the time, if he killed an ordinary commoner in the street, although something would happen, it would be impossible to harm his life.

At that time, Xue Qing and Yuan Heming were in charge of the interrogation.

Yuan Heming was arrested and sharpened.

Xue Qing's methods of interrogation are excellent, but Kong Xiu is also a coward, he just poured out everything after being intimidated for a few words.

Yuan Heming still remembered that when he recorded the confession and presented it to His Majesty, the savagery and madness on Emperor Zhengshi's face was really indescribable.

Therefore, he will feel surprised.

His Majesty really suppressed his tyrannical temper and never showed his face.

... He suspected that His Majesty was worried that if he stepped forward, he would directly kill someone.

Yuan Heming: "At that time, I thought it was ridiculous after hearing it. Just because the clothes felt ordinary, I thought they could be killed at will, and I didn't know how arrogant they were in the fiefdom. His Majesty was very angry after hearing it, but the next day, he forced Mo go to the government