Chapter 31: Touching the Scene Sick
Murong Jingxuan looked at Shen Tingge, who was a little bit of a wolf without reserve, with a trace of warmth in his cold eyes, and he knew a little in his heart.
No wonder this girl brought the 'beauty drunk' to the door today, and gave the profit to Xiangmanlou, it turned out that the drunkard did not mean to drink.
For this cognition, Murong Jingshuo was in a much better mood.
Shen Qingge was stunned for a while, she didn't expect things to change too quickly and beyond her control, and only Murong Jingxuan could save people at the moment.
But...... She didn't want to owe favors anymore, so she was ruthless, and shouted Tianwu to come over and stop the execution first, and asked Fang Zheng to go to the yamen to beat the drum and shout injustice.
Murong Jingxuan saw that Tian Wu was a person with unique skills, and he couldn't help but suspect that this girl would not have the audacity to rob the Dharma field in front of his world.
"Wait!"
With a cold snort, Murong Jingshuo glanced at Tianwu coldly, and ordered to go to the vegetable market immediately.
The carriage galloped past, and there were many bumps along the way, and Shen Qingge was thrown to Murong Jingshuo's side, so she had to hold on to the crossbar and keep a distance from Murong Jingshuo.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that the prince is the king of the mountain in this Yujiang City!"
Facing Murong Jingxuan's cold face, Shen Qinge smiled.
King of the Mountain?
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Murong Jingxuan was satisfied with that flattering smile, and asked with a straight face.
Shen Tingge immediately said it briefly, and then sighed again: "Although the woman in the boudoir doesn't know how to fight or anything, she also thinks that the Shi Dayong brothers are not guilty of death even if they are deserters from Qijiang, and besides, even if they are executed, it should not be the government of Yujiang City." ”
"Oh? Go on. ”
"They came to Yujiang City to live in Xinghua Village in desperation, these years of keeping to themselves, doing some carpentry work to support themselves, their children have grown up, naturally they regard Yujiang City as their hometown, if Yujiang City executes those people, if it spreads outside, who will dare to come to Yujiang City?"
Yujiang City is vast and sparsely populated, and the reason why it is rich is because the rich Nanzhao faces each other across the river for trade, and outsiders can reclaim the land and trade to live and work in peace and contentment, so naturally they can't ask for it, Murong Jingshuo looked at Shen Tingge's gaze deeper, she thought long-term and hit the nail on the head, is it really a boudoir woman who doesn't understand anything as she said?
Shi Dayong and the five people at the entrance of the vegetable market were tied up and knelt on the ground by the five flowers, and the onlookers threw stones and rotten vegetable leaves on them, and coaxed.
Shen Tingge's face turned pale.
Butterfly dreams of Zhuang Gong, is it a butterfly into Zhuang Gong's dream, or Zhuang Gong into a butterfly's dream.
She thought that in and out of her dreams, she would not be in pain anymore, but looking at the actions of these people, she was like being there, and those who had received her favor shouted: "Burn her, burn her, ...... enchantment"
"Cousin, do you know why the Gu family was wiped out in the first battle of Tumen Pass? Do you know why you have infertility? Do you know who saved you back then? Hehehe...... My lovely cousin must be convinced that it was His Majesty's doing, right? How can you forget the saying 'Crashing Star' back then! ”
"No, it's not...... You lied to me......"
Shen Tingge shook her head suddenly, and muttered like a stunned, she seemed to see the nameless person who shot into a hedgehog at the city gate, saw Gu Hong being tortured, and saw Ruyu's eldest brother being wantonly bullied by King Yan...... "Shen Tingge, Shen Tingge ......"
No...... Shen Tingge burst into tears, his face was dead and silent, his pupils revealed desperate pathos, as if a thousand years had passed, and the thick and indissoluble sadness deeply pierced Murong Jingxuan's heart, and he hugged Shen Tingge in his arms and comforted him.