Seventy-one: Hungry Wolf
Mr. Qingfeng took out a few pine nuts from the purse on his waist to peel them, and threw the flesh into his mouth with a sigh: "It is said that these two brothers do not agree with each other, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info at least one thing they are quite alike, doesn't this all count you in, want you to die, and want to use your death to hit each other? ā
Zhou Weizhao didn't speak, if the prince's injury and assassination were self-directed and self-acted, it means that he wanted to blame King Gong for Song Chuyi's encounter in Qingxuguan and his own assassination, thinking of this, his heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Song Chuyi: "That living mouth, haven't you tried it yet?" ā
Mr. Qingfeng interjected: "Of course, it hasn't been tried yet, those people are clearly dead soldiers, and none of them will die, if we hadn't been prepared today, and the people we brought were all ranked with kung fu, I'm afraid we would all die there." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has really invested in this time, raising the dead is a big crime in this dynasty, Rao is the king of Duan, isn't he also dead? If he is really sure that he was raised by the prince, he doesn't want to get a good ----- to raise the dead, do you want to disturb the court, or do you want to misbehave? It's all up to someone else's mouth......." Mr. Qingfeng couldn't help but stop when he said this, and thought for a moment before saying: "Since you all know that you are dead, you must know that you can't be tried, didn't those people who were not killed by us also committed suicide?" Originally, I wanted to go back and hand it over to the queen to let the queen decide, but now it seems that if I bring it back, this person may not be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who spit it out. No wonder Ma San is gone. ā
No wonder Ma San is gone...... Song Chuyi thought of this almost at the same time as him, and suddenly raised his head-----I'm afraid that whether it is the prince or King Gong, at this moment, the person in Ma San's hands is going to ----- the prince wants to get him back and find a way to get it to the queen, so that people can admit that it was King Gong who masterminded the murder of Song Chuyi and even assassinated the prince, and King Gong naturally didn't need to say it, he wanted to find a way to make that person reveal that he was a dead man raised by the prince...... These two people are really unscrupulous and didn't take other people's lives seriously, Song Chuyi couldn't help but laugh angrily----- once she thought that His Royal Highness King Gong was a hard-working person, a poor person who lost his childhood sweetheart lover by His Royal Highness's paranoia and suspicion and Queen Lu's unprincipled favoritism, but now it seems that she doesn't know what kind of person King Gong was in the past, but now King Gong can be worthy of the three words careerist no matter what, maybe it is the accumulation of disappointment over the years, Perhaps it has been that all these years have polished him into a politician and careerist, in short, this man is no different from the threat of the crown prince.
"Ma San is clever." Song Chuyi smiled lightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "He got up from the pile of dead people, and he knows how to protect his life best, not to mention that he still has Changgui by his side, and Qing Zhuo rushed over again." Let's protect ourselves first. ā
Whether it is the crown prince or King Gong, they now regard them as chess pieces in the game, as a weight to deal with each other, today they are not only one person, one is the prince of the dynasty, the other is the king of a land, no matter which of them moves their thoughts, they are already scared, not to mention that this time it is still two.
Zhou Weizhao's throat tightened, he thought that Song Chuyi might encounter a lot of trouble after marrying him, but this first such big trouble came from his biological father, which really embarrassed and angered him.
The wind gradually became stronger, and the surrounding trees were blown to one side, and the sycamore and poplar trees on the outskirts of Beijing were tall, and as soon as the wind blew, the leaves on the trees fell to the ground one after another, and after a while, Mr. Qingfeng was already piled up in a thick stack.
Song Yan frowned and was very worried: "Before, the city gate guard said that he wanted to go in and ask the governor of Jinyi Guard, but now it seems that it may not be a good thing for us to enter the city." He glanced at Song Chuyi: "I don't know what's going on at home, today happens to be the day when my grandmother and my eldest aunt enter the palace to see the concubine...... If it is really the prince who makes a fuss about this matter, it is likely that they will be implicated......"
Yes, the time and place are all right, if the prince's plan is so ingenious, it is likely that if Song Chuyi does not succeed, he will immediately turn his head and slander the Song family and the Cui family for colluding with King Gong to assassinate him, if they enter the city at this time, I am afraid that they will be arrested and sent to prison immediately, and even Zhou Weizhao may be charged with killing his father, right?
Song Chuyi frowned, and quickly let go: "There is a grandfather and eldest brother at home, I don't expect it to be like this." Although the grandmother and the eldest aunt have entered the palace, but the concubine and the queen are both measured people, the prince wants to say in the palace that the assassination was done by them, but it is not so easy----- every fifteenth day of the new year, the harem concubines can summon their families into the palace to meet, and not only our family, if he has to think that it is our family, it seems too deliberate. ā
"You have your grandfather and eldest brother in your family, and there is no big incident." Mr. Qingfeng should also talk to Song Chuyi: "Now the key lies in you, if you die now, and the people on Ma San's side are robbed again, then there is really no proof of death, it all depends on what others say." At that time, your family is really full of mouths and can't tell clearly, now you still have to think about it, you can't enter the city, it's not safe to stay here, what should you do. ā
The wind was blowing, and he sat on the ground for a long time, yawned violently, rubbed his nose, inadvertently turned his head to look to the side, and immediately got up from the ground, and asked in surprise and anger: "Have you heard the story of the butcher and the wolf?" ā
His words were strange, Song Chuyi's eyes revealed some surprise, seeing that his eyes were staring at one place closely, he followed his gaze and looked not far away, and couldn't help but immediately take two steps back----- there were many bright green lights not far away, and they were like stars one by one in the dark, but this is not a star after all, and it is not a joy at all----- this is the eyes of a wolf.
Zhou Weizhao has quickly reached out to take her in his arms and take her back, his eyes fell on the bright green light like a lamp hidden in the forest, and he has already noticed that it is not good----- there is a small paddock on the outskirts of Beijing, there are many nobles and rich families hunting here, because hunting has a season, so it is forbidden for hunters to hunt in spring and autumn, and every time at this time, wild beasts infested and hurt people are frequent, but so many wolves appear at the same time......