When the expected fireworks were lifted into the air, Li Mu'er had already sneaked into the empty front hall through the back door, secretly observing the battle in the square in front of the hall. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"My father is seriously ill, and my son has come to protect him to protect the king's power from falling into the hands of traitors." The person who spoke, standing in front of several groups of soldiers, was Zhu Youshan.

"The prince is obviously good, what are the intentions of His Royal Highness in such a battle?" The guard officer beside King Jing had a strong voice, but with a hint of disdain.

At this time, Zhu Youshan's handle was already difficult to ride a tiger, where did he care about the disparity in strength, and there was still Zhu Youzhu as a hostage in his hand, his back was a little straighter, and he took a few steps forward, wanting to confront them.

At this moment, the sound of iron hooves outside King Jing's Mansion was approaching, and the entire palace was surrounded in an instant. At the opening of the column, a man in black clothes and ink crown, chain mail and iron boots, came out with a knife.

It's actually a horse.

I saw Ma Cheng holding his feet steadily, leading the team of people and horses to stride into the mansion, and said: "The emperor has an order to take down all the personnel of the Jingwang Mansion and wait for the fate!"

Thunder and lightning thundered, as if there was a sign of heavy rain pouring.

King Jing was stunned, staring at the elite troops of the Jinyi Guard who suddenly rushed in, his face full of puzzlement.

He even asked Zhu Youshan stupidly: "You brought the person?"

Zhu Youshan was also shocked, and he didn't know what to do, so he replied very honestly when he heard the words: "No, no, no, father, where did I make the dignified brocade guard!"

King Jing hurriedly stepped down the steps, pushed away the unassuming Zhu Youshan, walked straight to Ma Cong and said, "This lord, where do you seem to have met this king?"

Ma Cong was full of Li Mu'er's safety, and was looking around for her figure, ignoring King Jing's accosting, taking a step back and greeting: "Come on, take King Jing down first."

As soon as these words came out, where could the people of the palace be calm, and they all drew their swords to defend themselves, and the officer just rushed over to protect the prince, and shouted: "Bold! The dignified Jingwang Palace, how can you be presumptuous! ”

"Presumptuous?" Ma Cong snorted coldly, and arched his hand in the direction of the capital, "King Jing deviated from the scriptures, violated the heavens, burned, killed and looted, and bullied the township. Now that the emperor has obtained conclusive evidence, he ordered Jinyi Wei to arrest King Jing and escort him to Beijing to be interrogated by the saint himself. If the prince refuses to be captured, Hugh blames Jinyiwei's subordinates for showing no mercy! ”

How so? Ma Cong's words instantly made King Jing's face lose color. He has been in this Qizhou City for decades, and he has never been held by anyone. Before, Jianfu and Jianchun wanted to sue the emperor, but they were also discovered and stopped by Mo En in time.

The emperor is far away, and the empress dowager values him again, so no matter how you think about it, you shouldn't suddenly make trouble!

"This lord is right, do you have evidence in your hands? Didn't you see that our Jingwang Mansion was easy to bully, and casually made up some charges to impose on the prince? ”

Yes, what about the evidence?

King Jing froze and looked at Ma Cong defiantly.

Ma Cong was not in a hurry to answer, and when Sun Zhan's figure finally appeared in the field of vision, he said unhurriedly: "The evidence is in the mansion, there are many!"

Worst! King Jing looked sideways to Shen Lian, the guard officer beside him, the troops of the entire mansion were gathered here, would someone take advantage of the loophole on the bamboo forest!

This inevitably reminded him of the uninvited guest who trespassed into the bamboo forest last time. At the time, he didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that the woman should have been sent by Jinyiwei to investigate, right?

Thinking about it further, could it be that this woman is still in the house?

Thinking that these were obviously useless efforts, King Jing could only resist stubbornly at the moment, and said in a tough tone: "The family in this king's mansion has a great cause, if his subordinates make mistakes, do you want this king to carry them for them?"

What he meant by this was obviously that even if Ma Cong found something from the palace, he would not admit it. At most, it's just a scapegoat to take those faults on his behalf.

After Ma Cong realized this, he couldn't help but be a little worried. The so-called catching thieves and catching stolen goods, but the stolen goods they have worked so hard to find out, if he shirks them to others, it will be difficult for him to do anything in the future.

Therefore, in addition to physical evidence, human evidence is still needed.

Ma Cong looked around and found that although the two sides were facing each other, he could see that after their brocade guards came in, they were obviously already on the same front and united with each other.

Even if these people are not living under the blessing of King Jing, they are at least on the salary of the palace, and if the palace falls, it will not be good for them.

Where are the witnesses?

Just when Ma Cong was thinking about it, Li Mu'er also had an incident here.

Li Mu'er looked at Zhou Jin, who had just appeared behind her and tried to control her, but was broken by her wrist, and shook her head frequently.

Zhou Jian sneered, Xu is because of his perennial singing, and the end of his speech is always subdued: "How many hole cards does the teacher still have, and they haven't been revealed?" ”

The meaning of his words, Li Mu'er understood. Today's drama of the "Rebellion of the Son" should have been what he was happy to see. can be as shrewd as Zhou Jian, as soon as the prince acts, the people of Jinyi Wei are "yellow finches behind", which inevitably makes him suspicious.

Clearly, this was a long-planned plan.

And the soldiers outside the front hall moved, but Li Mu'er was sneaking here alone.

Latent, yes, that's the word Zhou Jian could come up with to describe her.

What's more, her identity has long been spread. Since Sun Zan left the mansion, King Jing never thought of hiding that she was a female bachelor in the mansion. In the final analysis, he is still too conceited, and he really thinks that this Qizhou City is his world, and no one can govern him.

Female bachelor, Zhou Jian heard about her deeds from King Jing, but always thought that she was really controlled by Mo En and lost her mind.

Now that I think about some of the details, where can a lost mind figure it out? After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Jian finally asked, "The female bachelor was really sent by the emperor to investigate the case?" ”

He has changed his name, and Li Mu'er doesn't say secret words anymore, she smiled and replied with a rhetorical question: "What about Mr. Zhou?" Are you the prince's man or the princess's man? ”

The smile that Zhou Jian used to hang on every day had dissipated at this time, and when he heard that there seemed to be a dispute outside, he sighed and said: "No matter who I am, if King Jing's Mansion is defeated, I will also be defeated." ”

King Jing has inherited honor and disgrace, once King Jing subdues the law, the little young master will at least be demoted, Li Mu'er didn't think of this, he reminded her of this, how to fight for the little young master afterwards?

She was worried, but she heard Zhou Jian ask again: "What is the relationship between the female bachelor and Mo En?" Although Mo En is not here today, the female bachelor should also know that King Jing is defeated, and Mo En is not free from it. He is the right arm of the prince, no, not only the right arm, many times, even the prince has to follow his instructions. ”

Li Mu'er's heart chuckled again. (To be continued.) )