Zhou Mo had a fire in his chest.

He went to Dali Temple to find Sun Shaozong, just to set a monstrous fire!

He wants to use this fire to try Sun Shaozong's blue sky; He wants to use this fire to burn this Great Zhou Dynasty out of a huge hole!

At this moment, Zhou Mo was already fearless—at least he thought so.

He sat in the official office of Zuo Shaoqing in Dali Temple, scanned the palace guards around him contemptuously, put his left leg on his right leg, and shook out a graceful arc before he used any strength.

Isn't it death?

Lao Tzu will kill him vigorously, and die him to pass on to future generations - even if he leaves behind a place of infamy!

In fact, not long ago, Zhou Mo was still thinking about how to survive, and even live more nourishing than before.

It wasn't until he found that no matter where he went, there were several palace guards following him closely, that he finally understood that everything was just an extravagant hope.

As early as when this case was targeted, his fate was actually doomed.

Since the left and right are dead, why don't you bring a few people to the funeral?

So he thought of Sun Shaozong.

Then I thought about how frightened Sun Shaozong would be after exposing the truth in public.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

But somehow, the corners of his mouth refused to be raised for half a minute, and stubbornly maintained a gloomy atmosphere - perhaps, this is 'Mount Tai collapsed in front, and his face did not change', right?

Zhou Mo's mind was a little fluttering, and his brain circuit was like a copycat machine for beautification.

Perhaps, I should drink a cup of tea to moisten my throat first, so that I can spread the unknown dark side of the royal family throughout Dali Temple with the voice of Hong Zhong Dalu.

Of course, the most important thing is to let everyone know that the person surnamed Sun heard the royal secret, and this secret also indirectly killed his meritorious guards!

Who let this guy offend himself at the beginning, but he still thinks of himself as a blue sky with a shy face?

When the time comes, it will be up to him to see how he gets caught between righteousness and imperial authority!

Thinking like this, Zhou Mo stretched out his hand to the coffee table on the side, but as soon as his fingertips were placed on the tea bowl, the porcelain in Jingdezhen kept rattling, as if it was not a tea bowl, but a gong.

Zhou Mo shrank his hand in embarrassment, looked at several guards from the corner of his eye, and found that they were also secretly observing him, and the trembling on his hand became more and more intense.

Maybe......

I didn't see death as I imagined.

Also, if you can live, who is willing to die?

But as long as there is a glimmer of life, he will not appear in the Dali Temple, but return to the palace, hugging the thigh of the loyal king, and sincerely wailing: Lord, I want to fight......

"You are Zhou Mo? What do you want to do here?! ”

Suddenly, a cold cry interrupted Zhou Mo's reverie.

How can there be a woman in this Dali Temple?

And is she such a rude woman?

Zhou Mo raised his head in amazement, and then his head grew a full circle.

How did Princess Beijing appear in Dali Temple?

In the list of women Zhou Mo hates the most, Princess Beijing ranks second - the first is Jiang Yuhan, the owner of the drama troupe, that's right, the in the has never been a man in Zhou Mo's eyes!

At the beginning, because this fierce woman shot down the plaque of the palace with an arrow, Zhou Mo, who was left in the capital, was hung on a tree by the prince and whipped more than 20 lashes to vent his anger.

At the beginning, he could only be resentful, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

But now......

Lao Tzu is a person who is about to die, but he still cares about what this shrew does?

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo was full of pride in his chest, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to support the coffee table, and shrugged his body forward!

Puff~

But only a muffled sound was heard, and Zhou Mo lay on the ground in a strange posture.

There was no way, he suddenly became a little anxious, and he forgot that he was still holding Erlang's legs.

This kneeling is not like kneeling, lying is not like lying on the ground, but Wei Ying was a little unsure of what medicine he was selling in his gourd for a while.

Wrong!

When he saw that he was so flustered, could it be that he was really as Sun Shaozong said in his letter, he was ordered by the king of loyalty to come to harm Lan Ge'er?

After getting the 'anonymous letter' before, Wei Ying hesitated for a long time, always feeling that Sun Shaozong had bad intentions, but now he immediately believed in this comparison.

So Wei Ying's pretty face became more and more cold as frost, and she shook the horsewhip in her hand twice, and asked word by word: "Say, what are you doing here?!" ”

Zhou Mo was struggling, wanting to get up from the ground, listening to Wei Ying scolding himself for what kind of dog he was, he was angry in his heart at the moment, so he thought about not caring about it, and dragging this girl into the water first.

The Beijing Mansion and the Zhongshun Mansion are already incompatible, and this time it is just right for them to fight and die!

With his own life, it is not a loss to replace two princes!

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo simply sat on the ground, and said loudly with his neck tilted: "Niangniang wants to know my intention, right?" Then listen carefully! I, Zhou Mo, am actually ...... today."

"You're Zhou Mo?!"

Suddenly, another voice came in from outside, and then I saw a dozen or so dragon guards, all of whom rushed in.

Zhou Mo, who took the lead staring at the ground, swept the amount slightly, and immediately ordered: "Take it!" ”

Several people on the left and right pounced in response, and Zhou Mo was not allowed to struggle to resist at all, so he first plugged his mouth, and then tied up the piglets, and directly picked them up with a pole.

As for those palace guards, they had already been told in advance, so no one reacted at all, just lined up on both sides with a cold face.

On the contrary, when Wei Ying saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning and said, "What do you do with him, he is the long history of the loyal palace." ”

"What we want to take is the history of the Governor of the Loyal Shun Palace!"

The dragon guard who took the lead, that is, Yang Licai, Sun Shaozong's former subordinate, glanced at Wei Ying coldly, and responded a little unruly.

"Bold!"

But the women's army around Wei Ying was not an ornament, and it was also pouring out left and right at the moment, and she scolded: "Princess Beijing, in front of you, how dare you be so presumptuous?!" ”

Princess Beijing?!

At the moment, Yang Licai's waist softened, although the life of King Beijing had not been easy in the past two years, it was not that he dared to offend a thousand households who had just been promoted.

"The lower official has no eyes, and he also asks the mother to atone for his sins."

However, although his attitude was soft, he didn't dare to reveal his task indiscriminately, but lowered his voice and reminded: "Xiaguan is sent by Qin this time, you see ......"

Wei Ying heard the word 'Qin', and he didn't want to ask anything more, but there were many doubts in his heart - King Zhongshun has always been the emperor's ironcore, but how could there be a person from the Dragon Guard, who was ordered by Qin to take his long history?

Besides, what does this have to do with Lan Ge'er?

You have to ask the person surnamed Sun to understand clearly!

But......

Thinking of what happened on the boat that day, Princess Beijing secretly clenched her silver teeth, thinking that it would be better to let Xia Jingui inquire first.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Not to mention how Princess Beijing calculated in her heart, Yang Licai saw that she didn't say anything anymore, so he quietly gestured and took Zhou Mo out of Dali Temple.

When he arrived outside the door and rode on the dozen or so high-headed horses, Yang Licai shook his spirits again, raised his whip and shouted: "Give me more care, this is a major offense!" ”

The cavalry responded violently, locked Zhou Mo in a temporary requisitioned prisoner car, and escorted him back and forth.

At this time, hundreds of people came up in the morning, pointing and discussing:

"Yo, why is this the official of Dali Temple also taken down? Aren't they special inquisitors? ”

"So what? This is the Ti Qi of the Fusi of Beizhen, don't say that it is Dali Temple, even if it is the original Prince Yizhong, it doesn't mean that you will take it? ”

"Mother's, it's still the majesty of the Son of Heaven!"

Yang Licai listened to these words in his ears, and he didn't feel a little fluttering.

This time I came to Dali Temple to arrest Zhou Mo, in fact, it is not a difficult matter, but for Yang Licai, it has additional significance - his old boss Sun Shaozong is here to be an official!

I thought that I followed Sun Shaozong at the beginning, and although I made a lot of contributions, I was also trembling and walking on thin ice.

It's easy to follow the orders of Lord Zhenfu to take the lead in front of Sun Shaozong, and those who are still suppressed by him don't want it.

Although it has been two years since the incident, Yang Licai is still a little sulky in his heart.

Now, it's finally a breath of air!

Be!

Sun Shaozong came back this time and was promoted.

But he also handed over the errand of Beizhen Fusi!

And the trial of the Beizhen Fusi, although he did not say that he was the third level of the official university, he was not afraid of the reason of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

As for the old days......

Hehe!

What a joke!

Is Kitajin Fuji a place to talk about love?

What's more, the pacification envoy and the commander envoy have all been replaced, who still recognizes Sun Shaozong, the official of the 'former dynasty'?

To be honest, if he had known that he would hand over the errand of the Dragon Guard, Yang Licai would not have visited him at all a few days ago, let alone grovel in front of him.

But it's not too late to make a correction!

From now on, that surnamed Sun is not even a fart to himself!

Bang dang~

Just as he was thinking about it, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Leng Buding's eyes, and it exploded on the ground with a snap!

"What people!"

Yang Licai pulled out his waist knife with a sigh, and looked at the flying object, but it was a cage drawer for steaming things.

Damn it!

Who is so bold that they dare to tease your master in the street?!

Yang Licai immediately stabbed his sword, swept it angrily, and vowed to take down the perpetrator to set an example.

But when he saw the burly figure in front of the bun shop clearly, the hand holding the knife suddenly softened, and even drooped down involuntarily.

"Speak up."

About four or five feet away, I saw the burly man stretch out his hand and say four words as if calling a cat and a dog.

Damn it!

What does this surnamed Sun think he is now?

It's just the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, what qualifications do you have to order Beizhen Fusi to try a thousand households like this?! ()

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