How could Lu Cheng not know, Meng Zhuzhou chuckled: "Of course he knows, but the blame is that he knew that the person had contact with Cao Yu in private, but he was indifferent." ”

"And such a thing."

The eldest prince fell into deep thought, he carefully digested this news in his heart, trying to analyze the meaning behind Lu Cheng's abnormal behavior.

"Zhao Han and Sun Yaozong were all killed by her, but the news was sold to others by the people around Cao Yu to do favors." Meng Zhuzhou lightly threw down even more incredible news.

"Who is so bold!" The eldest prince couldn't help but become interested in the person in Meng Zhuzhou's mouth.

"It's just a knife." Meng Zhuzhou put the cup on the table heavily: "Why should Your Highness care about an insignificant murder weapon. ”

"That's right." The eldest prince laughed along: "The key is to catch the owner of the knife. ”

The lingering music was still echoing in the pavilion, but the singing stopped abruptly, Zhao Ying trembled and hugged the pipa, tears fell down her cheeks, and her hand was almost about to break the pipa strings.

Several musicians from the teaching department have forced Zhao Ying to look at Zhao Ying with murderous eyes, and at this time, they fell off the chain, sincerely not wanting them to have a good time!

Zhao Ying opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, and all she had in her mind was the appearance of her father handing her the sugar gourd at the end.

"Why did it stop?" The eldest prince rebuked unhappily: "Keep singing!" ”

Several musicians immediately glanced at each other, and someone stepped forward to pull Zhao Ying down and go up by themselves, at this time they could only help themselves.

Zhao Ying lowered her head and hugged the pipa to the position of the person just now.

"Follow along." The girl next to her hit Zhao Ying with her arm: "You don't want to live anymore, we still want to live, don't pretend here, who will shed tears?" ”

The girl who slapped the sandalwood board rolled her eyes: "Don't look at your appearance, can you compare to Sister Fuxin?" ”

Zhao Ying wiped her tears, plucked the pipa with her fingers, and followed the music, her hands moved, but God ran away.

The further back she played, the more rapid the music became, and the other musicians were all deflected, and with a stabbing sound, the strings were torn off by her, and blood dripped down her fingertips to the ground.

Meng Zhuzhou and the eldest prince's eyes fell on Zhao Ying's body one after another.

The eldest prince, who was already on the verge of anxiety, almost stunned Zhao Ying with his cold eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "Come on, drag it out and kill it." ”

The sound of the musicians playing stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Zhao Ying numbly.

"Your Highness." Meng Zhuzhou raised his hand to stop it: "The song is wrong, Zhou Langgu, Zhou Gong is still reluctant to blame the piano girl, why should His Highness have trouble with a musician." ”

"Sir's right." The eldest prince immediately eased his face, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Spare you this time, don't go down." ”

Zhao Ying hugged the pipa tightly and retreated to the side, she was so afraid that she trembled all over, if she died, who would avenge her father, and what should her mother do.

"Now that I've come to this point, it's I, as a brother, who haven't taken care of him well." The eldest prince sighed and said, "I hope he doesn't complain about me." ”

"Your Highness, it's better to make plans early." Meng Zhuzhou said meaningfully: "If it's late, it's too late." ”

His meaning is very clear, kill people as soon as possible.

...

At the end of the banquet, the teacher of the workshop department drove these musicians to the ox cart like a duck, Zhao Ying's eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and she held the pipa and bowed her head silently.

The older musician sarcastically said: "I still think that I am a daughter, but people still see what they are earlier, and show them to someone all day long." ”

The girl who patted the sandalwood board continued: "I don't want to live anymore, so I don't want to affect us." ”

"Who ran away in the first place, and we suffered a lot." After saying this, she didn't think enough and said: "Sister Fuxin for... For you, commit to the eunuchs! Don't you feel a little guilty! ”

Zhao Ying buried her head very low, she didn't say a word, and let them scold.

"Okay, let's not say a word." Feng Luan reprimanded: "If you have spare time to practice the song well, what is the use of having a strong mouth." ”

"Yes, Lord Wu Fengluan." The musicians bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes.

Wu Fengluan's eyebrows furrowed, and he sneered, Zhou Fuxin was not a good product, and his heart was higher than the sky and his life was thinner than paper.

"You come with me." Wu Fengluan collected his eyes and greeted Zhao Ying: "There is an adult who wants to see you." ”

He took Zhao Yingliu to a carriage: "Go up, your lord is waiting for you inside." ”

Zhao Ying was pushed by him and staggered, and she was about to hit the wheel.

At that moment, a large hand dragged her into the carriage.

"Many... Thanks a lot. Zhao Ying stood firm and thanked him with a trembling voice.

The man withdrew his hand, ignored her, and disappeared from the roof of the car with a light figure.

"Ahem, ahem." Meng Zhuzhou covered his mouth and coughed, he pointed to the side and said, "Girl, please take a seat." ”

Zhao Ying sat down with her hands and feet tied, she looked at Meng Zhuzhou worriedly, this man she had seen was at the banquet just now.

"Don't be inhibited." Meng Zhuzhou had a smile on his face: "I have no malicious intent. ”

Zhao Ying subconsciously bit her lower lip, which was an action she would only make when she was very nervous.

"Want to know how your father died?" Meng Zhuzhou said step by step: "The life of the Teaching Workshop Division is just okay? A few days ago, your mother had a cold attack, and you knelt in front of Wu Fengluan's door all night before he found a doctor. ”

"I..."

Facing Meng Zhuzhou's questioning, Zhao Ying's heart was in a mess, she didn't know how to choose, she had never suffered, even if she was reduced to the Jiaofang Division, there was still her mother and clansmen in front of her.

She couldn't tell if there was hope or destruction.

"Think of your father, think of your mother." Meng Zhuzhou said: "And your people." ”

What flashed in front of Zhao Ying's eyes was the scene of the maid Qing'er being dragged away.

"Ask Mr. for advice." Zhao Ying's heart was down, now she has nothing to make at all, rather than staying in the workshop in a mess, it is better to gamble.

Seeing that someone had taken the bait, Meng Zhuzhou's pale face showed a smile that he thought was the most kind: "The person who killed your father has a very big background, you must have heard it, and you can't take revenge at all with your strength." ”

"So what should I do?" Zhao Yingli was like grasping a life-saving straw: "Please teach me!" ”

Meng Zhuzhou clapped his hands, the curtain of the car was lifted from the outside, and he smelled his fragrance before he saw him, and his slender and graceful figure was a stunning color that Zhao Ying had never seen.

"If you want to do something, I will let Wenxiang teach you, study hard, this is only one chance."

At this time, Zhao Ying, who was innocent, didn't know what kind of road she would take.

She thanked Meng Zhuzhou from the bottom of her heart and thanked him for giving her a chance to take revenge.

...

When he went back, there was one more person in the workshop, Feng Luan ignored it, and the others looked completely numb, and no one cared whether there were more or fewer people.

In a place like theirs, I see newcomers changing their bones.