"The so-called earth movement is all the handiwork of the Governor. Mo Buli said, his hands were idle behind him, and his eyes looked in the direction of Huan Zicheng.

Huan Zicheng looked back at him indifferently: "Yes." I asked someone to blow up dozens of barrels of gunpowder, just to invite the king of the county to come out for a meeting. ”

"It's not a small deal. Mo Buli looked around left and right, and his expression seemed to be mocking: "In order to see me, Lord Du Du has also taken great pains." ”

"I, I don't like to wait. Huan Zicheng replied lightly.

"Really?" Mo Buli didn't know if he remembered something, the irony on his face faded, his eyes slid past Huan Zicheng, looked at the damaged eaves, and seemed to be a little distracted: "What does Lord Du want to ask?"

"Reason. Huan Zicheng said briefly, and then picked up his green shirt, and sat on the white stone ground under the eaves of the broken corridor, but he put on a posture of a long conversation.

Hearing this, a seemingly funny look appeared on his face again: "Your so-called reason, maybe you should ask the venerable monarch - Huan Daofei." After speaking, he paused for a moment, suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his hand and patted his forehead: "That's it, I forgot for a while, he is sick at this moment, I'm afraid he won't be able to speak." ”

As he spoke, he hooked his lips, looked at Huan Zicheng with a clear expression, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Now that I think about it, the assassin of Zhao Kingdom, I'm afraid it's Lord Du Du himself." He shook his head, and the smile on his face turned into self-deprecation: "As soon as this little lamb entered the Huan family, Ah Pu happened to confirm your Zhao State assassin's assassination statement, which is really a good plan." ”

Huan Zicheng didn't answer, and Qin Su on the side was also silent.

Heavy snow was blowing endlessly, enveloping this small square world. Qin Su looked sideways and saw that the sheep intestine path leading to the stone chamber had already accumulated a thick layer of snow.

This is the entrance to the secret path of Baiyun Temple, and the location they are now in is in the open space behind the Danjing Room.

After getting the news from Huan Daofei, Qin Su immediately thought of this.

If there is any place in this world for the daughter of King Jing to hide, the Baiyun Temple Secret Path should be the first choice.

And when thinking about this, it is not difficult to understand why the Water Sect has been guarding the White Horse Temple. I think it's this secret path that he guards. Even if you can't watch from a close distance, staring from a distance is a kind of waiting.

And then, they got first-hand information from Yintang, and thus deduced one thing:

The so-called Liuli county lord back then is now Mo Buli, and this Mo Buli is actually a man dressed as a woman, and he is a small county king who was hidden by King Jing.

Judging from the ending of King Jing after that, I am afraid that he had this move back then, and there was also a reason for his last resort.

"Those past events, Jiajun also had a piece of language and, however, the language is unknown. Huan Zicheng's unhurried voice sounded, but it continued with the previous topic, which also made Qin Su come back to his senses.

Qin Su turned his head to look, and saw that Huan Zicheng's face was peaceful, and his eyes towards Mo Buli were not at all hostile, as if he was really chatting with his old friend, and his voice was also indifferent: "It is precisely because I don't know it well, so I want to ask the king of the county, why do you hate my Huan clan so much?"

Mo couldn't help but look at the mountain peaks in the distance, and there seemed to be a kind of trance in his voice: "I think you know about my father's affairs." ”

It seems that Huan Zicheng and Qin Su both agree that he is the county king rather than the county lord, and he doesn't seem surprised, obviously because he has long expected today's situation.

Hearing what he said, Huan Zicheng nodded: "The rebellion of King Jing is known to the whole world. ”

Mo Buli sneered and said disdainfully: "You only know about King Jing's rebellion, but you don't know that my father was also forced by the old dog of the first emperor when he started the incident. There are twists and turns, and they are not at all the same as the rumors outside. ”

"I heard it in detail. Huan Zicheng smiled faintly and flicked his sleeves.

Mo Buli looked at him sideways and curled his lips: "You are different from your father, you are much calmer than him." ”

He seemed to recall the past, and there was a melancholy look in his eyes again, and his empty eyes were cast on the distant mountains, and he was silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Qin Su secretly pursed his lips.

are all dying, this is still a yin and yang weird look, I am afraid that it was a feminine spirit that was raised as a daughter back then, which is really not cool at all.

She scolded in her stomach, and was about to scold a few words to provoke him, but she didn't want to leave but suddenly sighed long: "Back then, my father and the first emperor were the two sons that the emperor's grandfather liked the most. ”

Seeing that he opened his mouth, Qin Su immediately collected all his emotions and listened quietly.

Mo Buli still looked like a wanderer, and his voice was very slow, as if he was reminiscing and saying: "The emperor's grandfather has not established a prince for a long time, and his father is a young son, and he is still young, so he didn't take it seriously, but the first emperor couldn't sit still." He was already the eldest and the heir, so it stands to reason that the position of the crown prince should be placed on him no matter what, but the emperor's grandfather hesitated in every way, even if there were constantly ministers proposing to be the prince, the emperor's grandfather was not decided. Time passed day by day, the first emperor got older, but he did not see the crown prince fall on him, he was extremely uneasy, and gradually, he gave birth to other thoughts. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly glanced at Qin Su, hooked his lips and asked, "Can Her Royal Highness the princess guess what the first emperor was thinking?"

might as well he asked like this, Qin Su was stunned, and after pondering for a long time, Fang said slowly: "If this palace is the first emperor, this palace ...... will be murderous. ”

"Oh?" Mo looked at her playfully, "Why?"

"Isn't this easy to guess?" Qin Su's voice was leisurely and elegant, and his gaze was fixed on Mo Buli's smooth and handsome face: "First Emperor...... That is, the imperial grandfather of the palace, is both a grandson and a long-term, if the emperor's great-grandfather dies suddenly, it is logical for the emperor's grandfather to practice Zuo. Even if you look through the rules of the ancestral system, no one will ever object to this. ”

"You're smart. Mo Buli nodded appreciatively, and he didn't pick a thorn when he called Qin Su "Bengong", and continued to say slowly: "First Emperor...... It's really murderous. He is a sinister, ruthless, and ruthless person, and as soon as he wants to, he immediately starts to act. On the surface, he put on a glorious appearance, whether he was in charge or down, he was kind and gentle, and even the emperor's grandfather often praised him for his kindness. And secretly, he recruited a large number of people who were willing to die inside and outside the court, around the imperial city, waiting for a good opportunity. ”