As soon as Murong Wei's words came out, Guo Shanggong and Fu'er were like a thunderbolt rolling over their heads. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As the great protector of the Millennial Sect, her identity is only under Su Guangfu, and there are very few people who know her.

It was also for this reason that Fang Cai'er had no fear, and tried her best to get through the trick, but she didn't expect to be recognized by Wen Wan and Murong Wei, and also pointed out her identity as the Great Protector.

With a white face, she said in a panic, "Princess, the slave doesn't know what you're talking about. Yu'er entered the palace three years ago and has been working in the needle workshop. If you don't believe it, you can see the archives in the palace at a glance. ”

Wen Wan sneered, and gently tapped the teacup with her fingertips: "The six departments and twenty-four divisions are not Guo Shanggong covering the sky with one hand?" It is only natural to install a few people in the Shanggong Bureau. Lord Dharma Protector, it is better to be frank and confess. ”

She was still timid and scared, her big eyes were full of tears, streaming down her cheeks, and her thin body was trembling, looking frightened and helpless.

Just in the middle of the lightning, the girl jumped up. Her body was as light as a swallow, her long sleeves trembled slightly, and there was a snow-white soft sword in her hand.

The long sword was like a rainbow, and everyone only saw a white light as fast as lightning, rushing straight to the face of the queen mother.

With a burst of exclamations, Zi Mo and Xian Chen behind Xia Lanxin moved with the wind, one left and one right stepped forward to attack the white practice. But I saw that Mrs. Xia sneered slightly, and her wide sleeves were thrown out, and before these two girls, she had already made a move with the white light.

only heard a snort, and Zhu'er was shocked open by the sleeve of the old lady. Her body flew diagonally for a few feet, and she fell to the ground of Moyu like a kite with a broken string, and a mouthful of blood spurted wildly, drunk like frost leaves.

Zi Mo and Xian Chen came up and dragged her hands to the ground. Fu'er's face was like gold paper, and there was no longer any hint of shrinking in his eyes, but turned into a condensation like ice and snow. She gritted her silver teeth and gurgled, and said hatefully: "Mo Huanlian, you are over the age of six, and this old bone is still so hard." ”

The old lady laughed and patted her palm gently, as if she was dusting off the dust that had just been recruited. She said disdainfully: "If you don't kill all of you, how can Huanbi Shuangshu be willing to grow old?" ”

"Well said", the queen mother praised the festival, gave the old lady a thumbs up, and the two showed a knowing smile.

Before being taken away by Qianlongwei, Guo Shanggong was busy, and he didn't forget to give a look to the red bean who was behind Murong Wei, and the eyebrows swept to the side of Mochizuki Xiaozhu, meaning that he wanted Hongdou to spread the news.

Hongdou said like a bead, and smiled at Guo Shanggong: "Lord Shanggong, rest assured, Sister Tassel is already too busy to take care of herself, the news that you and the Great Protector and the Right Envoy were arrested in the palace will definitely spread through the dark river of Mochizuki Xiaozhu, and you will not be disappointed." ”

In an instant, Guo Shanggong has been enlightened, why can Mama Luo stand here safe and sound. The osmanthus cheese from before was just bait, luring her to the tassel.

Now, the congregation in the palace has been cut off in one fell swoop, and the master still doesn't know that the tassel has been ambushed, and the only thing he can rely on is that dead end.

Looking at the red beans again, in the past, I looked at the simple and silly little girl with a wise face, standing behind Murong Wei, her round almond eyes were as clear as glass, as if she had already become Murong Wei's right hand.

The moment he was dragged out, Guo Shanggong's heart was like ashes, and he looked at the red bean with a resentful expression.

This night, both inside and outside the palace were victories. In the battle outside, Emperor Chongming personally commanded a team of forbidden troops, and the Qianlong Guard and Xuanshuang's guards jointly dispatched, and the three soldiers and horses went along with the vines and melons, and destroyed a total of three nests of the Millennium Sect in the imperial city.

These three soldiers and horses were combined in one place, and in one fell swoop destroyed the two annexes where the Millennium Sect was hiding outside Beijing, and the millennial thieves who wanted to force the palace to rebel and echo Jiangyin were annihilated in one fell swoop.

In the palace, the right envoy and Guo Shanggong fell together, and they also accidentally caught the great protector of the Millennium Sect.

As for how Murong Wei and Wen Wan could call the true identity of Po Er, Empress Chu also inquired, and the two tacitly said that it was a clue provided by Gu Chenxiao, and there was a striking cinnabar mole on the earlobe of the Great Protector of the Millennium Sect.

Concubine Jun sat on the rose chair covered with red bullet flower brocade cushions, looking at Murong Wei who was like an orchid in her eyes, she winked at herself gently, knowing that this was a lie that could not be said, and smiled at her.

It was night, and it was raining heavily in the Yuping Mountain area, and it was on such a night that Qianlong Wei started to act at the same time.

Xia Yuzhi bypassed Zhengyang and Cangnan counties, directly borrowed troops from Huaizhou, and several teams of men and horses were dispatched at the same time and quietly began the arrest operation.

Cangnan and Zhengyang counties, Yangzhou, Jiangyin, Zhenjiang, and Wuxi, a large number of officers and soldiers poured into the streets at the same time.

Cangnan County Lingsu was in the courtyard outside the city, listening to the torrential rain, and was dreaming of his spring and autumn season, but the door of the bedroom was kicked open vigorously, and the cold and shining steel knife stood on his neck.

The county commander looked at the officers and soldiers pouring in like flowing water outside, and he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy.

In the Yali of Zhengyang County, the county order was pulled up from the couch, and he was still sober and complained vigorously. Qianlong Wei searched out a large amount of gold from his secret room, account books with the Su family, and a few boxes of finished products of Fushou ointment, and the county commander was speechless.

The Su family's old house, led by Xia Yuzhi personally, outflanked from front to back, and surrounded the entire alley, lest one be left behind.

Two lanterns were burning at the door of the old mansion, which looked like two dark shadows in the dark night. There was such a commotion outside, but the whole courtyard was silent.

Xia Yuzhi made a gesture backwards, and the people of the Hidden Dragon Guard jumped up, flew up to the courtyard wall like a big bird, and fell silently, gently opening the door bolt.

The dragon guardian rushed in, and the pine oil torches lit up in the dark night, and continued to rush into the front yard. The entire Su family's old mansion was empty, but seeing the smoke billowing in the direction of the ancestral hall, faintly accompanied by firelight, Xia Yuzhi took Xiao Luochen and others and flew towards the ancestral hall.

The fire started from inside the ancestral hall, and there was thick smoke billowing from the ground, and the smell inside was very choking.

The thick smell of fire oil and shochu filled the air, and the rain washed away the fire, and instead of abating, the fire burned more and more, gradually spreading to the inner courtyard and hall.

The Su family's old house has long been empty, only the oil lamp that has not yet burned out and the bedding that still has residual warmth on the couch remind everyone that the master's family has just left.

The Qianlong guards were divided into several ways, one way to search for traces of the Su clan people around, one way to put out the fire, and the other way to carry out a big search in the ancestral hall, not letting go of an inch of land.

On the walls of the ancestral hall of the Su family, the portraits of the ancestors painted are peeled off piece by piece, revealing mottled traces. The portrait of Miss Zhangtai hanging on one side was swept up by the fire, and the bright beauty was suddenly burned into ashes.