Chapter 112: Don't talk nonsense, prince
Ji Lingxuan smiled lightly and elegantly, "Who said that this king came to the Prime Minister's Mansion." It's just that I want to go to Zongzheng Mansion, passing by here, I suddenly feel unwell, and I get off the horse to rest. ”
Xiahou Ye saluted again, "So that's the case." The lower officials thought that there were traitors in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so they hurried over. ”
Ji Lingxuan flashed a glance at the quiet road, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Lord Taiwei is really deaf and clear-sighted, and you can hear movement from such a long distance. ”
The self-traitor Jiang Gu and his son escaped with a smile on Pear Blossom. Xia Guan has never slept a peaceful night! Xiahou Ye didn't care at all, although he said to Ji Lingxuan, his complicated eyes couldn't help but flash towards Gu Qingyi.
Gu Qingyi couldn't bear Xiahou Ye's flickering look, and took a step behind Ji Lingxuan.
"That's it! I wanted to listen to a small song in Zongzheng Mansion, but I suddenly felt unwell and lost interest. Let's go back to the palace! There are still a large number of guards in the prime minister's mansion, Xiahou should send away early, Ji Lingxuan said as he walked quickly to the horse.
"Xiaguan sends off the prince!" Xiahou hurriedly saluted each other.
The sound of horses' hooves was chaotic and far away, and the front of the Prime Minister's Mansion finally quieted down. Xiahou did not get on the sedan chair at night, and his eyes stayed in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves disappeared.
The guard wearing a guard uniform who followed Ji Lingxuan was slender and good-looking, and she was clearly a woman. And the main thing is that she has an eight-point resemblance to the owner of the handkerchief in her arms, but she does not her.
Thorny Sky flashed out from behind the sedan chair, also looked in that direction, and lowered his voice: "Childe! The woman is ......"
Xiahou Ye raised his hand to interrupt the words of the piercing sky, turned his head to glance at the Prime Minister's Mansion, a very beautiful smile appeared on his face, and then turned around and got into the sedan chair.
The woman's eyes were cold and idle, calm as water. She is definitely not Ji Yuluo!
It's just that there are such similar people in the world! ……
Ma Rufeng beat the horse all the way and galloped to the guard's mansion. I saw that the two guards in front of the door had fallen asleep against the wall of the door. Apparently on the way. At this time, he was even more anxious, and flew all the way inside.
When I looked around, I found a strange silence in the house, but I didn't find any night patrols or walking guards.
When he entered the three gates, he found that the guards who were on patrol were lying on the ground. He was so anxious that his face was red and his neck was thick. Ignoring anything, he flew straight to the door of the dungeon.
The dungeon, as the name suggests, is underground. But it's a brick structure.
Ma Rufeng gently pushed the door open. The light of the torches in the prison jumped, dim and dim, as if it were as usual. But he didn't hear the jailer come out.
"Big head!"
He tried to call out. No answer was heard. Nervously, he jumped down with a tiger leap.
When I looked closely, the two henchmen were sleeping soundly on the table. In the air, there is a faint and rich floral fragrance.
He reached out and flicked it, dispelling the dizzying aroma and strode towards the dimly lit hallway.
Pass through an iron-barred cell. I turned a corner and came to a hut where the jailer was resting.
The hut was lit by an oil lamp, and a prison book lay on an old table against the wall.
The house was not messy, which made Ma Rufeng's tense heartstrings relax slightly.
Holding his breath and listening for a moment, not hearing anyone else's breathing, he reached under the table and twisted a bulging log.
A slight creaking sound sounded in the dungeon, and in an instant, a square door appeared on the wall against the table.
There was a faint light coming out of the door, but it was also eerily silent. At this moment, his heart suddenly hung high again. Stride in.
In the small space, an oil lamp was lit alone, and Jiang Gu, dressed in sleeping clothes, was sitting at the table. He was holding a book in his hand, and he looked as if he was in a daze. And the bed and touch against the wall have been put down, and Jiang Liu has rested.
The square door was closed. Ma Rufeng wiped the sweat stains on his face, and said in his mouth: "The prime minister is fine, great!" ”
Jiang Gu put down the book, walked quickly, and said to Ma Rufeng: "Commander Ma!" Just then I heard something strange outside. Is something happening? ”
"It's fine. It's just a thief! Not wanting Jiang Gu to worry, Ma Rufeng wittily lied.
Two days ago, he also came to visit Jiang Gu. See you today, the rich and gentle Jiang Gu is obviously much thinner than the old and thinner two days ago.
He has gray hair, deep-set eyes, and high cheeks. The cheeks are like shaving. The pajama clothes were empty, and he showed that he was even more thin.
"Your Highness believes that the Prime Minister is innocent!" Comforting Jiang Gu without words, he had to say this to Jiang Gu when he left.
Innocent can't be talked about, after all, the fake princess who assassinated Ji Ming was sent to the palace by herself. This is a capital crime, and it can be punished by the nine clans. Therefore, Jiang Gu, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, not only did not complain about Ji Ming. I also feel guilty.
He smiled faintly, arched his hand to Ma Rufeng and said, "Commander Ma!" The injury is very serious, and although this place is safe, the air is not good, and it is really not suitable for recuperation. ”
"But I can't take care of your safety when I go out!" Ma Rufeng turned around.
It's not that he hasn't thought about this situation, but as he said at the moment.
Jiang Gu smiled faintly again, "Mo'er escaped." Lived to this age. Leave it to fate! ”
"I'll think about it!" Ma Rufeng thought about it for a while, but finally didn't dare to agree.
The small square door opened, and he had just stepped out of the jailer's lounge. I saw Ji Lingxuan looking at the cell. Hearing the sound, Ji Lingxuan had already turned around and looked at him vigilantly.
Scrutinizing gaze, skeptical expression. Ma Rufeng was drenched in cold sweat in an instant.
Ji Lingxuan had a lot of contact with Ma Rufeng during this time when he entered the palace, Ma Rufeng watched Ji Lingxuan's speech and demeanor, and felt that Ji Lingxuan was a person without ambition and a trustworthy person. But robbing Jiang Gu and his wife is a capital crime after all, and he must not let outsiders know about it.
At that moment, he forced himself to calm down, and after bowing, he said, "Why did the prince come here?" It's bad luck here! ”
Just now, I could hear the slight sound of activating the mechanism inside, and Ma Rufeng's words were clearly driving him away. Ji Lingxuan smiled lightly and elegantly, didn't answer Ma Rufeng's words, and walked inside playing with the jade bead in his hand.
After a moment's scrutiny, he locked his gaze on the wall behind the desk.
Now, as long as Ji Lingxuan taps on the wall, he can know that the back of the wall is empty, and the horse is like the wind and his head is lowered, and his heart beats faster. However, Ji Lingxuan did not make the next move.
After a long time, Ji Lingxuan said: "Commander Ma! I'm sorry for today's incident. But the king's men will not be mistaken! And the fake princess is indeed not a pear blossom smile. If His Highness is there, he will confirm it. ”
Oh! Not only did Ji Lingxuan not make the next move, but he didn't even express his doubts in his heart? Ma Rufeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "The prince is so sure?" ”
"Yes!" Ji Lingxuan played with jade beads and walked out of the inner room with his legs, suddenly stopped, and squinted at Ma Rufeng, "This king knows." The prime minister and his wife were robbed by you. And it's hidden right here. ”
King Rong is indeed a shrewd man! Ma Rufeng shivered and didn't dare to raise his head, "The prince can't talk nonsense!" It's a capital offense! ”
Ji Lingxuan approached Ma Rufeng and said mysteriously: "The situation at the execution ground that day can't be hidden from this king. At that time, the king's guards were lurking on the green tiles. Those guards tacitly retreated, and the people you sent were able to rob the prime minister and his wife. (To be continued.) )