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Hou Cong put down his bamboo ears.

The crown prince, September two years ago, the Great War of Chengguo, and Mr. Shuilong's prophecy, all of this, as well as himself and Bai Yi, are linked together by a mysterious force.

No, nothing in the world is mysterious.

People are the secret behind the mystery. He patted Duguzheng lightly: "Mao, there's nothing wrong here, come with me." ”

The bamboo ears were hidden, and Hou Cong returned to his room. Qing Song had just finished losing money for two kang tables at the store, and knew that he had another errand.

Hou Cong took the list of the entourage and instructed one by one: "Take the silver, let the two careful people with the fluorescent belt follow, and take advantage of the fact that the sky is not dark, buy some more expensive spices, gold and silver jewelry, and silk to make up auspicious numbers." Go and tell Li Andu again, write the paperwork for the man to go to the woman's house, and then, take my name post, "At this time, Hou Cong looked at Duguzheng beside him, there must be someone of his own to take a look, maybe there must be someone from the prince's side, "Mao, go with Jia Fang, keep your eyes open and see everything clearly, understand?" How to get there, go and ask He Bachun. But He Bachun was not allowed to leave the inn for a single step. ”

"Yes." Dugu Zheng and Qingsong agreed to go.

The smoke was everywhere, and in Xiangmo Town, the busyness of the day gradually subsided. Everyone went back to their little nests and waited for the moon to rise. The inns where Hou Cong and his entourage stopped were particularly lively, because except for the "news" of the crazy woman on the street during the day, there was no major incident on the real errand. Hui Niang and the others bought some big fish and meat, in addition to her personally cooking fine food for Mo Chang, the big kitchen of the inn was boiling, and wine was stewed. All the soldiers were finally able to eat and sleep in a clean and secure place.

When tonight's time arrives, it is Bai Yi and He Bachun who are on duty to protect Mo Chang. Hou Cong had been working on official documents in his room, but he didn't show up until Mo Chang finished his dinner, and it was already past the end of the day. After another quarter of an hour, Dugu Zheng and Jia Fang came back and reported to Hou Cong. Hou Cong told them that they were tired and let them go to eat and rest.

The door of the room closed again, Hou Cong listened to the sound of his heart quieting down, and finally finished the official documents that should be handled and the recitals that should be written, and handed them to Yuan You. Then, he walked out of the room and came to the opposite Mochang house.

Bai Yi and He Bachun stood up. "Cuizhu took Bixiao to the big kitchen to see if there was anything she could help with."

"Yes." Cuizhu even agreed happily. This room is about to say something that he doesn't want outsiders to hear, but he is not an outsider, and Mo Chang will tell him about it later. Bixiao is different. Thinking like this, he proudly made a gesture of "please" to Bixiao. Bixiao was blessed, so he calmed down, left the room, and closed the door with Cuizhu. In her spare eye, she saw Dugu guarding the door and looked at her coldly.

Since that night in the woods, every time she saw Duguzheng, she felt a sense of masochism and pleasure, and she was full of attachment to him. always looking forward to it, the coldness and even contempt in his eyes were mixed with other meanings.

Her relationship with Ling Xiao has changed. Ling Xiao used to be a person who had no ideas, always relying on himself. In the seemingly inseparable relationship between the two people, it is Bi Xiao who plays a leading role. Now, Ling Xiao didn't say anything to himself, and even after Hou Cong's vicious "helper" arrangement was announced, he took the initiative to choose to stay away from Mo Chang and go to be with Hui Niang. Bi Xiao even wondered if Dugu Zheng had anything to do with Ling Xiao that night. This suspicion made her feel a pain like a whiplash in her heart, and made her even more unwilling to admit defeat. At that time, Captain Dugu turned over and jumped on a prancing horse to hold herself in his arms, which was the only warmth and intimacy in her beautiful but unrespected life, and she had to hold on to it.

In Mo Chang's room, Hou Cong sat opposite Mo Chang, and in a flat tone, he ordered He Bachun to tell the story of the painting well. He Bachun did not resist this time, he not only told Hou Cong and Mo Chang what he told Bai Yi, but also added Bai Yi's conclusion: his brother, who died in September two years ago because of the assassination incident and in order to protect the crown prince Hou Yan, once brought back an identical painting, and also mentioned Mo Chang's own recognition of the painting, which happened before the war.

Mo Chang stretched out his hand, He Bachun understood, and handed over the painting he got from the madwoman.

Mo Chang looked at it, put it on the newly replaced kang table, and said something that seemed to have nothing to do with it: "I had a plan. A simple plan for the golden cicada to shed its shells. Before we cross the river, there will be several opportunities to be stationed in such a town, whether it is poisoning, arson, I want to make a fake death of mine. The people who made peace, the people who let the prince, blame each other and shirk the infighting, and at the same time I fled back to the south, presumably they have already received the news of my death, and are busy confirming or using this as an excuse to do something to the north, and will let their guard down anyway. What's more, the person I like, the white clothes, no longer need to perform the task of replacing the dead. ”

Hou Cong listened quietly, but Bai Yi and He Bachun were a little ignorant, and they didn't know that Mo Chang didn't mention the painting, so they suddenly confessed why?

Mo Chang really finished speaking, and Hou Cong opened his mouth.

"I also had a plan. In fact, it is already being implemented. In our team, the two people who have nothing to belong to are Ling Xiao Bixiao. My people kept suppressing them, and in this case, they either fell to the side of the prince, or they fell to the side, because after all, they served. If this plan goes well, they will fall to both sides. They don't matter, they're just two pawns. Because, after having these two chess pieces, I can also create a fake death incident, and with the help of the existence of these two chess pieces, I can create clear evidence of the incompatibility between the prince of the north and the prince of the south, and push the fake death on the prince and let his people get out of my team. At the same time, the news of Jean's death was concealed from the south, so that Bai Yi did not have to die in lieu of death. Then take advantage of the paralysis of the south, and then send the real back. Live up to the emperor's commission. ”

Bai Yi and He Batchun could only glance at each other, not knowing what the two were doing. He Bachun was even more confused, Bai Yi thought that he was missing a piece of information than himself, and hurriedly whispered the plan of "replacing the deceased".

He Bachun opened his mouth, closed it again, looked at Hou Cong and smiled.

At this time, Mo Chang also looked at Hou Cong and smiled, "Sure, in the plan, I faked my death?" ”

Hou Cong looked back at him, "Well, even if it's not for the emperor's request." I won't hurt either. ”

Mo Chang smiled bitterly at him, Hou Cong felt that the scene was a little numb, and quickly turned his head to look at the white-clothed He Bachun like a fool again, "My Highness and I are open and honest, and we spread out the previous little abacus for future cooperation." ”

"Cooperation?" Bai Yi and He Bachun asked at the same time.

Hou Cong suddenly pulled out his saber and flew over, the tip of the sword was against He Bachun's neck, and his eyes locked on his face, "Yes, let you be present, just pull and cooperate." No, kill and throw it out now, there are so many crimes, I can pick any one. ”

He Bachun's expression was stubborn and cold, "I don't want to cooperate with you at all. ”

The tip of the sword cut through his snow-like skin. Blood flowed out.

He Bachun stretched out his hand and groped forward along the blade of the sword, but when he reached the limit, he still couldn't touch Hou Cong's hand.

"I'm willing to do what I'm asked to do. However, this is not a collaboration. ”

Hou Cong's sword was withdrawn.

"And," continued Hubach, "I'm going to die." I don't need to kill, because my master is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Those who betray their masters must die—they must cooperate, and they must deal with those he sent, right? ”

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