"No, no, no, miss, the slave really just wants to tell you that the slave doesn't mean to betray you, or the master doesn't really want to harm you, he's—"

"That's it!" The ninth sister shouted impatiently: "What you said is reasonable and reasonable, but I just don't believe it, you go back and tell Xia Yongqing, let him not waste his efforts." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Miss!" Mu Xiang wailed, and the person had been dragged out.

Xia Wenjing looked at the ninth sister and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I was fooled." ”

She never thought that Xia Yongqing would deliberately send Mu Xiang to appear in front of her, and she thought that she could give revenge to the ninth sister before she brought Mu Xiang to the ninth sister.

"It doesn't matter, I didn't expect him to be so brazen." The ninth sister sneered.

If it weren't for the positioning of Xia Yongqing in her heart, she might really have to be soft-hearted this time, after all, Xia Yongqing was really "good" to her back then.

Xia Wenjing laughed dryly twice and glanced at the ninth sister: "However, how did you see through his strategy, to be honest, I was a little worried that you would be moved by his old feelings." ”

The ninth sister laughed, the old love is the old love, but it is not this fatherly love.

Since she forcibly broke into the ancestral temple of the Xia family and saw Xia Yongqing's carving knife, she would never have any hope for Xia Yongqing.

Because the terrible screams of Xia Wenshu's remnant soul are still in her ears, in her previous life, she died under Xia Yongqing's carving knife, thousands of knives, piece by piece of soul, under the torture of endless pain, Xia Wenshu has lost her mind.

How could someone who would kill her like this be sincere, but he just wanted to "redeem" her, the god princess, when he saw that Jun Ci was useless.

"It's very simple, who did Mu Xiang follow at the beginning?" The ninth sister said lightly.

"Xia Ziyu, she replaced you in Qingxin Garden." Xia Wenjing answered without thinking about it, she knew all this.

"Later, Xia Ziyu took her and Mulan away when she left Junshan, how could she know about Junshan's Xia family, let alone clean it every day." The ninth sister smiled.

However, Xia Wenjing didn't think so: "Since he dared to send her, he must have thought about how to get around." ”

"That's why I kicked her out before she could say anything." The ninth sister spread her hands.

She didn't have time to waste listening to Muxiang make up stories.

"It's really treacherous, knowing that Mu Xiang is more pure than Mulan, I specially asked her to explain to you, my uncle, the means are really getting more and more clever." Xia Wenjing snorted coldly, Xia Yongqing also used her this time, which was the final reason why he decided to stay in Fengchang Mansion.

"He's also poor in donkey skills." The ninth sister smiled.

She knew that Jun Ci's temper would definitely not have a good face for Xia Yongqing, so Xia Yongqing would move this thought.

Xia Wenjing witnessed the girl's calm and calm judgment, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

She also thought that the ninth sister would be blinded by the love and hatred of the past, and even if she saw through Xia Yongqing's treacherous schemes, she would be filled with righteous indignation, but now looking at the girl's light and breezy appearance, she was a little ashamed of herself for a moment.

Indeed, her Xia Wenjing's character is really far from the ninth sister.

This time, she was completely convinced.

"Is it still going as planned?" The expression in Xia Wenjing's eyes changed, and finally fixed on the girl's body.

"Of course."

……

The yamen of Chang'an City was built on the main street of the imperial city, which was majestic and solemn, and the officials on duty on both sides were also majestic and dignified.

You can't see such momentum in any yamen, because only a city like Chang'an can make the officials feel proud from the bottom of their hearts, and then raise their heads.

On this day, the snow melted, the warm sun shone and the cold wind ended.

People feel that spring is approaching, and the first month of January is coming, and the fifteenth day of the first month of the year is a major festival of the Zhou Dynasty, and it is also the grandest festival before the court sacrifice.

That's right, the Zhou Dynasty did not have the Spring Festival on the first day of the Lunar New Year, they celebrated the 15th Yuan Festival, and then the sacrifice of the birth of the witch god.

All four of them began to prepare the lanterns for the January Festival, and even the yamen was no exception.

The people were jubilant, and the solemn officials were a little more relaxed, but at this moment, someone walked to the steps of the yamen.

"Yamen forbidden place, idlers stop!" The officials did not forget their duty.

"It's not an idler," the man was dressed in black and wearing a hood, and he couldn't see his true face clearly when he lowered his head, how could the official not be suspicious: "Who is that?" ”

The visitor raised his head slightly, revealing a handsome face, no more than thirty years old, but his face was pale, as if he had not healed from a serious injury.

"Wronged people." He said.

The official was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "This big Yuanyue, what grievances do you have to sue now?" ”

It's not that he doesn't want to avenge people, it's really this season, there must be no one beating the drum to complain, and the county government is ready to go home for the holiday.

"I'm here to beat the drum and complain to Lord Chang'anling." The man insisted, and the official had a gloomy face, so he had to let him go up.

The rumbling drums shook the sky, attracting a crowd of people to watch.

"In this big first month, there are still people beating drums and complaining?"

"Who is so lacking in virtue, and let people not stop! Our family is still waiting to go home for the holidays! ”

"Hey, sister-in-law, people have been wronged at this time, you can't let people be aggrieved for the holidays."

The sister-in-law stopped talking, but there were more and more people watching the excitement.

The sound of drums also reached the Guangling Palace, which was not far away, and the ninth sister raised her eyebrows and smiled.

The show begins.

"Who's in the hall?" Chang Anling obviously didn't expect that there would be a complaint at this time, all the official uniforms were now worn, and he was walking into the case with an official hat, shouting: "Why don't you kneel when you see this official?" ”

The man in the hall lifted his hood, and he was handsome, apparently a pampered son of a rich family.

"Junshan Xia family, Xia Yongan."

Yongzi, Chang'an Ling stood up from the official seat in shock.

"Are you Xia Fengchang's younger brother?"

"Exactly, the fourth line in the family." Xia Yongan said lightly, and only bowed his hand.

The Xia family is a minister of Tiangong, and as a descendant, he has the privilege of not kneeling down to see officials, which is a nobleman.

"No, master, Fourth Master Xia died half a year ago because of a mining accident." One of the orders of Chang'an Ling stepped forward and reminded in a low voice.

Chang'an Ling slapped the stunned wood, and was furious: "What crime should a bold thief dare to fool this official!" ”

Xia Yongan was not in a hurry: "My lord Mingjian, I am indeed the fourth master of the Xia family, Xia Yongan, who escaped by luck in distress that day and rushed all the way to Chang'an. ”

Chang'an Ling raised his eyebrows, only thinking that Xia Fengchang was in Chang'an, and this person probably didn't have the courage to pretend to be Xia Yongan.

"In that case, why don't you rush back to Xia's house and go to this mansion to make trouble? Retirement. Chang Anling waved his hand, wanting to get out as soon as possible.

"Slow down, adult!" Xia Yongan took a step forward, and his voice was loud: "The grass people are here to avenge their grievances, and someone deliberately murdered me in distress that day!" ”