Looking at the other two Qiao Mansion subordinates behind Geng Huyuan who were as depressed as him, Qiao Yue shook her head helplessly.

In fact, Qiao Yue was not disgusted with people like Geng Huyuan, on the contrary, seeing that they were now down like this, they didn't run away like Steward Mo, and their hearts were more of an appreciation and recognition, persistent character, loyal and reliable, maybe it was because of this that Geng Huyuan was appreciated by Lu Menglou.

I couldn't bear to look at the corpses lying on the ground, thinking about whether to let people bury these dead people, but after thinking about it, they are not orphans like their previous selves, they all still have families and relatives, and it is not their turn to collect corpses.

took out a big silver cake from his arms and threw it over: "All change into clean clothes, this look has lost the face of Qiaofu, although Lu Menglou is gone, but Qiaofu still does not lack food for you people, I happen to lack a follower here, Changzhou Mansion will not be peaceful in the past two days, we have to leave as much as possible..."

Geng Huyuan looked at the silver cake in his hand stupidly, without questioning, let alone blaming, which made Geng Huyuan very stunned, compared to Lu Menglou, it turned out that the new lady had a more tolerant heart.

He looked at Qiao Yue guiltily for a long time, as if he really knew Qiao Yue now, and didn't react until Jiulan next to him kicked him hard in the ass.

Qiao Yue walked gently away from this bloody venue, and Liu Xiang whispered words of comfort in her ear without a word.

"Just now on stage, when I said that I wanted to help you carry the black cauldron, I saw that you were stupid, tell me, what kind of conspiracy do you have?"

Changing the topic is the best way, Liu Xiang thought about it for a long time before he thought that this matter should make Qiao Yue happy.

Jiulan is very knowledgeable, at this time his face is not gloomy and terrible, and he strives to make a very knowledgeable look, and takes the initiative to talk to Qiao Yue for the first time in two days: "My master is the prince, of course such a thing should be vigorously undertaken, this is a great thing of great merit, benefiting the country and the people, just now the slave maid has already released the words, it is Huaiwang Liu Xiang who debunks these tricks to fool the people in Shenzhaotang, I think it won't be long before the good name of the prince will spread throughout the Changzhou Mansion..."

Speaking of which, Jiulan seemed to have done something very big, and her flabby-skinned and frighteningly white face was filled with pride, which was ten thousand times more ugly than his gloomy face.

"Poof..."Qiao Yue finally laughed, really amused by Jiulan's face with an expression that was even more funny than a dog's face.

As soon as the smile came out, it turned into anger in a blink of an eye: "Idiot, your prince will be killed by you, isn't it amazing?" Immeasurable merit? Benefiting the country and the people? I hope that when your lord's father wants to cut off his head, you can also look up and tell him what a great thing your master has done, and how much he has benefited the common people..."

Qiao Yue said very seriously, which was very in line with the cunning she hid under her smile when she heard Liu Xiang say on stage that she wanted to carry this black cauldron.

Jiulan was frightened by Qiao Yue's seriousness, an ugly smile froze on his face, and he looked at Liu Xiang in fear as soon as his eyes rolled, coupled with his previous dereliction of duty, if this matter was really as terrible as Qiao Yue said, then he would be dead.

The face, which was already not bloody, instantly became even paler, and a fine bead of sweat ran down his forehead, and he knelt on the ground with a pop: "Lord Wang, the slave didn't mean it... It wasn't intentional, the slave deserved death..."

Liu Xiang hurriedly helped him up, and glanced at Qiao Yue with a smile: "Don't listen to her nonsense, she herself is in a bad mood at this time, so she has to pull us all to be like her, a woman's heart!"

Jiulan, you don't have a chance to understand in your life... I am the most experienced in this kind of thing! ”

Jiulan hurriedly blinked his eyes, it was obvious that his very experienced words had great potential to be tapped.

"Hmph..."

Qiao Yue snorted, raised her neck, lifted the skirt that was mopping the floor with one hand, and saw Geng Huyuan, who had tidied up her makeup in the distance, and scolded her: "Is there such a way for you to save money?" Just dress me in dead man's clothes, stupid, there is such a long way to go back to Ningzhou from here, you don't know how to take care of a carriage? You deserve to starve to death..."

Geng Huyuan was inexplicable, he didn't know where he offended Qiao Yue, he looked left and right, and was embarrassed: "Miss! There is no one on the street, and the little ones can't buy new clothes..."

Speaking of carriages, Geng Huyuan pointed to the carriage that Qiao Yue and the others were sitting in not far away and said, "I see that there is only one carriage in the city now..."

Qiao Yue looked in the direction of his finger, and happened to see Liu Xiang standing by the side of the car with a grin: "What's the matter, you want to walk back to Ningzhou alone when you are angry?" ”

"Hmph..."Qiao Yue said dissatisfiedly: "Go back, go back, the little woman is very serious to tell you, your death is not far away, from now on we have to keep our distance, lest I have to be sad for you when you die, it's not worth it..."

After speaking, Qiao Yue took a step and walked towards the west street, he used to walk when he was singing, and now it is not a big deal to walk back to Ningzhou City from Changzhou Mansion, it is a big deal to find a place to take care of a carriage when he goes ashore at the mouth of the Shunjiang River.

……

No one can underestimate the power of the people, even the emperor's family has handled this usually inconspicuous force like walking on thin ice.

Qiu Daozheng's fast horse was still half a day later than Qiao Yue's carriage from Zhaojia Town, and Qiu Daozheng noticed that something was wrong when he was still thirty miles away from Changzhou Mansion.

Stopping one of the fleeing gangsters, he asked, "What the hell is going on in the city, what about the people, what about our people?" ”

The disciples of Shenzhaotang who were stopped by him vomited blood again and again, and it seemed that they couldn't survive, and when he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Qiu Daozheng, he hurriedly pleaded in pain: "Hall Master, save me, save me..."

As soon as this breath in his chest was released, a few more streams of blood blocked his throat, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and Qiu Daozheng's neck was curled to death before he could answer any of his questions urgently.

With a bang, seeing the men who died in his arms, Qiu Daozheng angrily pulled out the long sword on horseback, and said in a neighing voice: "Qiao Yue, Liu Xiang, Lao Tzu treats you two like guests, is this how you repay me?" ”

He was screaming, and there was a head scurrying outside the woods.

"Lord Huang!"

The person at the front of the crowd, Qiu Daozheng, knew that it was the magistrate of Changzhou Mansion, he was the most faithful believer of Shenzhaotang, and he should still be on my side.

Qiu Daozheng thought so in his heart, leaving behind the dead men in his arms, Qiu Daozheng took the horse and began to walk towards Huang Zhizhou. R1152