Chapter 80: Burial!
Tian Zhen's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a ghostly fire flickering in the depths of his eyes, at this moment, it gave people a sense of coldness, and in his tone, there was a burst of slaughter.
"Now that the Marquis of Wenxin has been robbed, the Qin State ignores it and ignores it, but I am afraid that the Qin State will not bury the Marquis of Wenxin, the old man means that you and I will work together to bury the Marquis of Wenxin."
As soon as Tian Zhen's words came out, among the entire mourners, the atmosphere was solemn in vain, and in the middle of the sound, no one spoke.
There were no fools in the audience, and everyone was a human being, a person with some ambition.
Every one of them is a smart person, now that Great Qin is powerful in the world, the Black Ice Platform is even more famous, they can be unscrupulous, but they must be within certain rules.
In times like these, the true beloved, the truly secure and self-contained, are working on the fields, instead of running around here and there, wandering on the brink of death.
They naturally know what it means to be buried in a stealing burial.
Burial thieves shall bury the deceased without going through the funeral of the government.
Once the burial is stolen, it means that the deceased and his family will forever lose the honor recognized by the state. Ordinary times, ordinary people, etc., but there are three points of helplessness, and they don't want to make this decision.
What's more, this person is still in a high-ranking position in Great Qin, and LΓΌ Buwei, the Marquis of Wenxin for twenty years.
Once the burial is stolen, it will inevitably suffer unpredictable consequences, and the new king in the Xianyang Royal City is by no means a soft-hearted person.
Since ancient times, the kings of Qin have been the kings of tigers and wolves, and the Qin army is the division of tigers and wolves.
"Mr. Tian, once the burial is stolen, I am afraid that the court of the Qin State will inevitably investigate it, and when the time comes, we will be unable to move an inch in the Qin State......" After the silence did not take long, some people opened their mouths to question.
is related to the interests, it is obvious that no one wants to be this up-and-coming bird, and for some things, he is willing to be Tian Zhen's gun.
At this time, everyone has their own ideas and interests, and a short embarrassment appeared in this moment.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man just got the news that Mrs. and the old family committed suicide, there are only one or two stewards in the house, and the Marquis of Wenxin has no children for life......"
Tian Zhen, as an ambitious person, is also a big businessman, and his calculations are so deep that he is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.
With a touch of solemnity in his eyes, Tian Zhen paused word by word, and said: "Now the Lu Mansion is bleak and desolate, leaving only a female chief Mo Hu and a group of servant deacons to support them in pain. β
"They hate the King of Qin so much, who can believe that the King of Qin can bury the Marquis of Wenxin? Do you believe it? β
In the face of Tian Zhen's questioning, everyone was silent at this moment, this was just a means of self-deception, and all of them knew that King Qin would definitely be buried thickly.
Otherwise, he would not be worthy to be this king!
"Good!"
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The chief minister of the country flashed his eyes and looked at Tian Zhen: "In this case, how should I do it, and where should I be buried?" β
At this moment, Tian Zhen smiled confidently: "Buried in the north, as for how to do it, use the drug, if the Qin army finds out, attack it!" β
At this moment, Tian Zhen has absolute self-confidence, the law does not blame the public, at this time, the Qin court can only pinch its nose and endure it.
It's just that they forgot that in Luoyang, there is an eight-year-old son.
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Wenxin Marquis Mansion.
Yinggao's eyes were like torches, looking at Chen Xuan and the family elders who had lost any breath, and his sharp gaze fell on the other steward in the Wenxin Marquis's mansion.
"Tell Ben Gongzi, what's your name?"
At this moment, Yinggao's tone was full of slaughter, his anger towards the county guard of Sanchuan County had long been irrepressible, and his breath leaked out, and Mo Hu was startled.
"Young man, in the lower Mohu ββ!" Facing the long sword that the Iron Eagle Swordsman placed on her shoulder, Mo Hu trembled, and said to Yinggao.
"Mohu?"
Hearing this, Yinggao's eyes became sharp in vain, if it was a dagger just now, it was a sharp arrow at this moment, murderous.
"The concubine is exactly!"
After taking a deep look at Mo Hu, Yinggao smiled faintly: "If this son is not mistaken, the Queen Mother's Palace is where you go!" β
"You have participated in the affairs of the Marquis of Wenxin and the Queen Mother, the affairs of Chang Yu and the Queen Mother, and even the affairs of the Marquis of Wenxin and the Empress Dowager?"
"Plop!"
The biggest secret in his heart was punctured, and at this moment, Mo Hu no longer had the toughness he had at the beginning, and a trace of apprehension appeared in his eyes.
She knew in her heart that once this matter was investigated, it would definitely not be a matter of killing her alone, and it would definitely involve too many people and flow too much.
"Get up!"
Looking at Mo Hu who stood up, Yinggao paused word by word, and said: "This matter can not be pursued by this son, and he will not sue the official, but this son has a request." β
Hearing this, Mo Hu was overjoyed, she was not afraid that she would be killed, but that she was afraid that because of herself, she would affect the safety of others.
After all, she has lived in the Qin State for so long, and she knows the majesty of the Qin Law.
"Please say bluntly, as long as the concubine is within her ability, she will serve her life!"
Mo Hu also has some understanding of Yinggao, and she naturally knows where the eight-year-old child in front of her is sacred.
"I'll talk about this matter later, let's solve the matter of Wen Xinhou first!" Yinggao's expression was solemn, and he looked at Mo Hu: "Wen Xinhou committed suicide, but it was a hundred, but he left the trouble to our father and son." β
Hearing this, Mo Hu's expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but look at Yinggao and said, "What does Gongzi mean that the king does not plan to give death to Marquis Wenxin?" β
"Of course!"
Yinggao's tone was resolute: "My father didn't mean to kill Wen Xinhou, let alone force Wen Xinhou to commit suicide, but Shandong celebrities and nobles rushed to Luoyang." β
"Luoyang has a unique geographical location, and as the king of a country, it is normal for my father to have some worries in his heart, but I just want to warn Wen Xinhou."
Speaking of this, Ying Gao saw the hesitation in Mo Hu's eyes, and smiled helplessly: "You have been following Wenxinhou for a long time, and you must also know that Wenxinhou is friendly with General Meng." β
"If my father wants to kill Marquis Wenxin, this time the messenger will not be General Meng, and Zhao Gao!"
"Boom ......"
Hearing Yinggao's words, Mo Hu's heart was also shaken, she knew that these words must be biased from Yinggao's mouth, but she knew the meaning of it.
Wen Xinhou has already resigned, but the king of Qin still has to reuse Meng Wu, so naturally he will not evil Meng Wu in this matter, and Meng Wu came willingly, looking happy, must not have come to kill Lu Buwei.
The thought flickered in his heart, and Mo Hu finally understood at this moment, Qin Wangzheng was indeed just warning Wen Xinhou, but Wen Xinhou may not be doing this because of Qin Wangzheng.
After all, Marquis Wen Xin regarded King Qin as his own son, and he spent his whole life fighting for the throne of King Qin and the success of King Qin.
At this thought, Mohu suddenly fell silent.