Chapter 389: You Can't Save Him

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Rong Yi snorted slightly, his tone was as calm as ever, but the words he said made You Jaw feel cold in his heart.

"You are an official of the imperial court, a general of the army, and you are willing to threaten a white cloth with the lives of a group of innocent people, how are you embarrassed to say such a long-faced thing?"

It is exactly the same as the words of Chang Qianfo who reprimanded him.

You heard Rong Yi's blame, and his tongue was not very sharp: "Phase... Xiangye, humble and confused. ”

Rong Yi turned his head again, and continued to look ahead: "Go and get thirty military sticks." ”

Especially the youngest child in the family, since he was a child, he has been pampered and protected by Princess Tao, and no one dares to discipline him. Even when he was in the army, because of Princess Tao's face and the many dots in the family, he had not received much experience, and he was delicate and expensive, when did he suffer such a crime.

In front of everyone, he asked someone to press on the bench, crackling and beating, hurting his buttocks and his face, which was what a noble son like him could endure.

In his heart, he was reluctant, and his reaction was slower, and Rong Yi said lightly: "A hundred military sticks." ”

You still dared to disobey, and hurriedly said: "Obey the order." ”

I'm scared.

Zhang Han walked over and said, "Xiangye, I'm afraid Shi Diequan won't be able to stand for long." ”

Yangjin Tashi was defeated so quickly, which he did not expect. As soon as Yangjin Tashi fell, Shi Diequan alone could not stop this group of brave and resourceful masters of the rivers and lakes.

Rong Yi said: "Let Fang Xian transfer two hundred elite soldiers from the Divine Arrow Battalion, and then equip two Dongying warriors." ”

The Divine Arrow Battalion had just lost 200 people, and the crowd was sad and angry, and it was the time when the combat power was at its strongest.

Mu Dianke and his entourage were able to easily get rid of those two hundred people, all by surprise, and now that the flat ground is empty, there is no cover, and it is not so easy to seek perfection under the chaotic arrows.

He said lightly: "Tell Fang Xian, try your best to delay, don't hurt the lives of Mu Si and Chang Qianfo." ”

Zhang Han said: "Mu Si is scheming, and Chang Qianfo is not an easy person to deal with, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Shi Diequan to deal with alone." Why don't you ask Mr. Li to ......"

As he spoke, he glanced behind Rong Yi, and there was a small cyan sedan chair three zhang away, standing silently on the wasteland. The night wind blows, and the curtain is condensed.

Rong Yi said: "Don't worry, let Shi Diequan stand up for a while." ”

Zhang Han responded: "Yes." ”

As soon as Zhang Han left, the old housekeeper and Shun walked over with a hunched waist.

Rong Yi raised his hand and stroked the jade wrench on his finger, and Shun understood it, and pushed the soldiers back from the left and right, and said: "The evidence that the princess drugged the general and privately mobilized the Shenjian battalion and the defenders in the north of the city has been collected. ”

Rong Yi nodded and said, "You can repair another letter to Yang Qibing, and let him take this news to show favor to Ning Yu, and do it naturally." ”

The old housekeeper hesitated for a moment: "Xiangye really thought about it, the princess will be punished, and the Rong family will also be implicated......"

Rong Yi smiled lightly: "Uncle Shun really thinks that after this incident, can I still save my body?" In this battle, whether it succeeds or not, there will be more losses in the army, how can Ning Yu let go of this great opportunity to join me? It is easy to fall heavy when ascending, and it is time to retreat. ”

He Shun sighed and said, "That one is really, he is still acting so recklessly. poked the basket, he was scared, and you had to clean up the aftermath, when would he be able to take on a little responsibility. ”

Rong Yi smiled silently.

He Shun is not a reckless person, with Rong Yi's attitude, he suddenly thought of a possibility: "Isn't that one doing it on purpose?" ”

Rong Yi smiled: "That's not it. But it may not be that there is no such thought. Our ...... I've really grown up, and I already have an unfathomable mind. ”

Only then did Mu Dianke remove the sword from Fang Xian's neck, and slowly walked in front of Huang Fengling, the tip of the sword was raised, and it was against Huang Fengling's throat.

The wrist was pressed down, and the tip of the sword pierced the skin a little deeper, piercing out red blood beads.

The quasi-head in her hand was extremely well handled, not only so as not to kill Huang Fengling, but also to compress Huang Fengling's throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. Cause strong psychological coercion.

The rain in the sky seemed to freeze.

Huang Fengling sweated like rain, looking at Mu Dianke with frightened eyes, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to beg for mercy, and he didn't even dare to move.

The tip of the sword is in the throat, and the slightest mistake is a catastrophe.

After a long time, Mu Dianke spoke coldly, his voice was like a cold snow hail, sprinkled with grains, clear and pleasant, but it made people's hearts cold.

"Jin Caimo is my aunt and the seventh lady of the Jin family, but you told me that she destroyed the Jin family? Fool me with such words, have you thought about the consequences? ”

She shifted the tip of her sword back an inch.

Huang Fengling's throat was relieved, and he sat on the ground slumped, panting heavily, his eyes were still frightened and inexplicable: "Old slave...... Don't dare to lie to Miss Four. ”

Mu Dianke's eyes were still cold: "Really?" You say you have something to tell you, and I'll give you a chance to speak. But remember, there is only one chance, if you dare to have a false ......"

She paused, looked at the black-clothed men standing in a row in the corner, and said, "Guess what kind of means Rong Yi will use to torture you?" ”

Huang Fengling heard the word "Rong Yi", and couldn't help but shudder, his face was as white as dirt, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yes, old slave... The old slave would never dare to deceive a word. ”

Mu Dianke put away his sword and looked at Huang Fengling condescendingly.

Time has changed, and the beautiful grandma who was bent on putting her to death not long ago was prostrate at her feet at this time, and she couldn't even give birth to a trace of resistance.

There are as many people in the world as there are people's hearts. Some people want to be emotional, some people want to coerce, lure them with money and beauty, and threaten them with life and death, fame and fortune...... All have weaknesses. It depends on who is strong and who is weak, and who can have the last laugh.

Mu Dianke looked up at the sky of the beginning of the day, the sky was as blue as a wash, but the haze in his heart was obscured.

She could feel two lines of sight behind her.

She wanted him to see the best version of herself, but she only left an unbearable back.

Huang Fengling said carefully: "...... After my junior brother died, I was reluctant to steal peace, hid beside Liu Yan, and used my identity to secretly collect evidence of Mu Cangping's dog thief. Then the old thief was so cunning that I searched secretly for nearly seven years, and still found nothing.

Three years ago, by chance, I learned that the Su family had a poison used to punish the children of this sect, called Moxiang. After being inhaled, the smell of poison ink gradually paralyzes the senses and causes it to die unconsciously.

Eleven years ago, that is, in the eighteenth year of Longhe, the Su family lost a box of ink incense, and around that time, Mu Cangping happened to go to Beijing and had contact with Jin Caimo.

And I once heard my junior brother say that on the day the Lord of the Jin Alliance was killed, his tongue was clumsy, and his knife skills were much inferior to before, which was very similar to the symptoms of being poisoned by ink. ”

Mu Dian lowered his eyes, and his heart felt like a thousand threads cutting and twisting, crushing and rubbing the pain.

Her grandfather, who was proud of her life, died with regret in such a situation.

This is something more painful and sad than death.