His voice fell, and there was a dead silence all around. Everyone looked at him in amazement, as if they were watching a madman singing, unable to understand his thoughts at all.

The normal diplomatic relations between the two countries have turned out to be a shameful act of betraying the country to seek glory in his eyes, I really don't know what his brain circuit is?

Xi Lingyue didn't want to ask about the affairs of the family and the country, she just asked angrily: "This is why you killed Master An Cheng?" In order not to let him bring the anthology of my dynasty back to Fuso? ”

"That's right!" Mo Yan looked at Xiling Yue with red eyes as if he had lost his mind, "He's a thief!" All the widows are thieves! Before their minds were opened and their education was backward, they sent people to the Central Plains to steal teachers! You are so stupid, you have all been deceived by the Japanese people! They are going to steal all the things in Datang! It's ridiculous that you're still in a hurry to send it! ”

"Even if what you say is right, you can't kill people in vain!" Xiling Yue was so angry that she trembled, "If I and the Zen master come two days late, will you still burn down the East Zen Temple and burn the entire Anguo Temple!" ”

"Yes! I only hate that I hesitated for a while, and I didn't burn it clean! Mo Yan turned his head sharply and stared at Zen Master Guangxuan fiercely, "Master, the apprentice knows that you don't like me, but you must remember that you must not hand over those cages to the Fusang people!" They are evil thieves with bad intentions! ”

When Zen Master Guangxuan heard his remarks, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, only clasped his hands together and kept shouting Amitabha.

"What are you still doing? Arrest this madman! Yang Wenhuai was the first to react and ordered the two little yellow doors behind him.

Meng Xian Ling came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly ordered someone to press Mo Yan to the ground, but he was still struggling desperately, saying "Hu people have bad intentions" for a while, and "barbarians are insulting Sven" for a while, and finally scolded Fusang people for being "the head of all evils", and he was extremely emotional.

Wu Yuanheng was afraid that he would be the saint again, so he hurriedly ordered him to be gagged, but was stopped by Xiling Yue: "Slow, I still have one last word to ask!" ”

She took a deep breath, stared straight at Mo Yan and asked, "Who is the other murderer?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Yan instantly stopped scolding, raised his head and looked at Xiling Yue laboriously.

The latter also stared at him coldly: "You only slashed An Cheng with a kitchen knife, but his fatal wound was in the back of the head, and a man who used to use arrows and hidden weapons shot him. Who is that man? ”

Mo Yan smiled weirdly: "If I tell you that I don't know, do you believe it?" ”

Xiling Yue's cold eyes were opposite, obviously not believing.

Wu Yuanheng opened his mouth at the right time to persuade: "Master Mo Yan, you are also a member of the Pei family, if you can confess truthfully, this official will plead with the saint in the face of Pei Sheren." But if you don't come to your senses, you're dead! ”

Yang Wenhuai also persuaded him at this time: "Yes, Master Mo Yan, Master An Cheng is a scholar who sent Tang scholars, and it is also a matter of diplomatic relations. If you refuse to confess to the murderer, the Fuso people will not let you go. ”

However, there was still a weird smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth: "What I said is the truth, I really don't know him, but I've seen him." "You don't know that I have excellent eyesight, and I can see very clearly at night, as if I recognized her!" ”

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Adan on the side: "You are the female snitch who sneaked into the temple that night, and the maidservant next to King Fu is definitely not you!" ”

Xilingyue was shocked, and couldn't help but look at Adam, seeing that she was also surprised.

However, no one would believe Mo Yan's words anymore, and Zen Master Guangxuan didn't believe it even more.

For some reason, Xi Lingyue suddenly couldn't bear Mo Yan's fate, she knew in her heart that he was just a fanatical loyal minister, and he was also very talented, if someone could guide him well, he would not become a good official, but it was a pity that he used the wrong way.

"Pei Xingyan," she suddenly changed her name to call him, "Hedong hears that Pei's family is famous all over the world, and you don't want to discredit this surname." Let me ask you again, who is the murderer? As long as you are willing to speak out, Wu Yinjing and I, and Yang Neisan will intercede for you in front of the Holy Lord. ”

Xu is Xilingyue said earnestly, but Mo Yan was silent for a moment, and a trace of wavering flashed on his face. However, he immediately straightened his face again, shook his head with a wry smile: "It's useless, the Holy One doesn't understand me at all, he won't reuse me!" Instead of stealing my life, it is better to show my heart in this way, at least the saint will remember my words and deeds, and he will never forget my Pei Xingyan! As for the murderer," Mo Yan smiled weirdly again, "I'm grateful to him!" If he hadn't appeared in time, An Cheng's bald donkey would have run away! He is the one who has perfected me, and he is my benefactor! ”

Mo Yan said the word "benefactor" loudly, and then wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but was quickly stopped by Yang Wenhuai, and quickly pinched and dislocated his jaw. Mo Yan couldn't keep his mouth shut, but he still kept a smile on his face, and looked at Xilingyue so fixedly, as if he was laughing at her and the world.

"Take it down." Wu Yuanheng gave an order and ordered someone to escort him away.

Only then did Zen Master Guangxuan salute and thank Xi Lingyue and Wu Yuanheng, and everyone in the courtyard also clasped their hands together and shouted Amitabha.

Yang Wenhuai heard the most exciting and unbelievable part, and even showed admiration for Xiling Yue, plus a little welcome: "The saint always said that the county lord of Xichuan is very smart, and the lower officials really saw it today!" ”

"You've won a prize." Xiling Yue looked at him slightly, but there was no joy in his heart.

"By the way, Your Majesty still has a few words to bring to the eldest princess, please convey them." Yang Wenhuai smiled again, and whispered in her ear, "Your Majesty has been talking with the Empress Dowager for a few days, but her old man has always been reluctant to return to the palace, and has asked His Majesty to issue a funeral order...... His Majesty has drawn up the nickname 'Rui Zhen', and wants to ask the eldest princess to refer to it in detail, whether it is appropriate. ”

The Empress Dowager Shen is reluctant to return to the palace after all! Xilingyue suddenly envied her and envied her life of ups and downs and ease.

As the prince's favorite concubine when she was young, she enjoyed love and wealth; When she was middle-aged, she took the initiative to stay in Chang'an, and she took on the responsibility as a woman; In her later years, she devoted herself to the Buddha, and she threw away worldly ties and supreme glory.

In the red dust, there are her children and grandchildren standing at the top of the Tang Dynasty; Outside the red dust, there is indifference and tranquility to accompany her for the rest of her life.

Just like the name drawn up by the saint, she is brave, resolute and wise, free and sincere.

But how many people can break through the red dust like her?

On the contrary, Xilingyue felt that the more she grew up, the more mature she became, the more she was shackled, and the more she couldn't let go of the red dust.

Perhaps only the bright moon gradually rising in the sky can coldly watch the joys and sorrows of the world, the ups and downs of the years, and let the cycle of time remain unchanged.

(End of chapter)