Beat you up without discussion
Mo Beixing rushed out of the backyard and ran to the hall, which was already full of messes.
Chu Qinxi was surrounded by him and couldn't move, and the big tears rolled down, she had never been so humiliated, but now because she had implicated the entire Yichun Pavilion, she was suddenly full of guilt.
"Zhang Ziyi!" Mo Beixing shouted.
Zhang Ziyi didn't think so, he looked at him contemptuously, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Don't be a turtle with a shrunken head?" ”
The family laughed at him.
"Master Mo, leave me alone, let's go!" Chu Qinxi cried and said.
Although Mo Beixing was very annoyed, he restrained the anger in his stomach for the sake of Chu Qinxi.
"What the hell do you want?"
Seeing Mo Beixing retreating, Zhang Ziyi was even more aggressive.
"It's very simple, you injured me yesterday, let me fight back today."
Mo Beixing clenched his fists and glared at him.
Zhang Ziyi smiled and said, "Don't look at me like this, it's not your own fault." If you hadn't been nosy yesterday, I'd marry Miss Chu home today. ”
"It's up to you!" Mo Beixing was so angry, especially when he saw that he was up and down with Chu Qinxi.
Zhang Ziyi is purely dying in a muffled voice!
He hugged Chu Qinxi's slender waist in front of Mo Beixing, picked up her chin with one hand, and put his face close to her lips to kiss her.
Unexpectedly, Mo Beixing rushed up with an arrow step and pulled Chu Qinxi away, kicking him in the face. He had a lot of strength and kicked him out with a kick.
Poor Zhang Ziyi was disfigured by Mo Beixing before he could react, and the whole person flew out of the hall of Yichun Pavilion and fell heavily on the street, frightening the pedestrians on the street.
The entourage was all stunned.
Mo Beixing glared at them, so frightened that they hurriedly ran out and helped Zhang Ziyi up.
Mo Beixing walked out in a dashing manner, with a compelling momentum, even if there were many of them, his legs and stomach couldn't help but tremble.
Zhang Ziyi was also afraid, he never thought that Mo Beixing was such a difficult character, could he be regarded as a hornet's nest?
"You...... How dare you hit me! ”
Mo Beixing disagreed, and hooked the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile that you deserve.
"Up! Give it all to me! Zhang Ziyi shouted angrily. He pushed the family members around him forward, and the family members were frightened by the momentum on Mo Beixing's body like a brainless quail. It's just that there is still such a master!
Go on, you will definitely be splashed with nosebleeds from Mo Beixing, and if you don't go back, you will have to suffer from their master, no matter how you count it, you will suffer a loss.
Mo Beixing didn't have so much time to waste on them.
Before they could fight back, he grabbed the nearest family member and threw him out with his backhand.
The family members were like puppets with broken threads, broken by Mo Beixing, lying on the ground, moaning in pain.
Where is Zhang Ziyi's previous majesty! By this time, he had already fallen to his knees in fright, trembling all over.
Mo Beixing grabbed him by the collar, he was so frightened that he cried, and shouted for mercy again and again.
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Just spare me! ”
Mo Beixing tightened his clothes, not taking his words seriously at all.
Scold! Beat you up without discussion!
Mo Beixing raised his hand and picked up his right arm, only to hear a "click" and the bone broke.
Zhang Ziyi cried out heartbreakingly and knelt on the ground in pain.
"I won't kill you, but this arm is what you owe Qin Xi! Don't provoke her in the future, or I'll beat you once I see you! ”
"I know, I know! I'll never trouble her again! I'll get out! Get out! ”
Zhang Ziyi thought that he was unlucky to provoke Mo Beixing, a madman, and he dragged his broken arm and led his gang of rabble to rush out of the crowd of onlookers.
A man in the crowd looked at Mo Beixing coldly, he lowered the hat on his head and left with the dispersed crowd expressionlessly.
Imperial Palace, inside the Palace of Diligence.
A man in a golden silk dragon robe sat in front of the desk, and the wolf fluttered on the book.
Outside the hall, Su Lin, the chief administrator of the inner hall, presented a book and approached the front.
"Your Majesty, Dali Temple Yuqing Yun Zhannan has a book, this is the book he presented, please look at it."
Gonggong Su respectfully presented the recital, and Murong Chen put down the wolf and took the recital to look at it carefully.
Father-in-law Su raised his head boldly and quietly glanced at Murong Chen.
Murong Chen closed the book and picked it up again, writing quickly.
"Send this book to Lord Yun, everything he wants to know is in it. Tell him that the serial murder case in Jingyang Wangfu doesn't need to be investigated anymore, and I have my own conclusion on this matter. "No! The minion will do it. ”
Gonggong Su took the recital and withdrew from the Qinzheng Palace.
Murong Chen sighed to himself, clasped his hands against each other's foreheads and closed his eyes slightly. After a long time, he spoke coldly.
"Commander Zhao is here, how long are you going to hide?"
As soon as the words were broken, I saw a person walking out from behind the curtain with a sword.
This person's surname is Zhao, and his single name is a yin. He is both the leader of the palace and the dead soldier.
Yu Gong, he is in charge of the safety of the entire palace, Yu Private, he is a chess piece sent by the Empress Dowager Leng Yang to monitor Murong Chen's every move.
It is rumored in the world that the new emperor Murong Chen was extravagant and ignored the government all day long, but who would have thought that he would be just a puppet since he ascended the throne.
He is under constant guard, and how many trustworthy people are around him? I'm afraid there aren't many!
He's really sad to be an emperor!
He was a faint monarch in the eyes of the people, a faint monarch in the eyes of the courtiers, and even sometimes he himself would consider himself an incompetent monarch. He didn't know why he was sitting on this throne and living every day to prevent others from calculating him.
Although Zhao Yin is the eyeliner arranged by the Queen Mother, he is still very respectful to Murong Chen, in other words, he is loyal to both the Queen Mother and Murong Chen.
This is also why Murong Chen did not execute him like other dark lines.
"What?" Murong Chen asked.
Zhao Yin replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager asked her subordinates to tell you that you don't have to intervene in the murder of the three adults in the Jingyang Palace, you can directly ask Lord Yun Zhannan to close the case." The Queen Mother has her own decision. ”
Murong Chen let out a few chuckles, he raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yin, and said, "So, is the queen mother admitting that this matter has something to do with her?" ”
Zhao Yin didn't dare to look at him directly, but kept his head down.
For his attitude, Murong Chen had long been surprised.
"Go back and tell your mother, you must always leave some room for yourself in doing things, don't cut off your own way back, I won't be able to save her at that time."
Zhao Yin didn't say a word and retreated.
Murong Chen has been suppressing his anger since the Jingyang Wangfu case appeared, he gritted his teeth tightly, and swept down the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in front of the case with a wave of his sleeves.
The mountain of recitals was thrown out by him and fell in front of a pair of silver filigree embroidered crested shoes.
A slender hand picked up a book and respectfully put it back in front of the desk.
"Your Majesty is angry again."
The woman's voice sounded, and Murong Chen raised his head at this time, and saw that the fire in the belly of the elegant and noble woman in front of him had faded somehow.
"Why are you here?" Murong Chen asked rhetorically.
The woman sat on the couch with a dulcimer in her arms.
"Your Majesty must first tell your concubine why she is angry."
Murong Chen got up and walked over to her and sat beside her.
"Ruolan, I really don't know what it will do to you to make you a concubine...... Is it a blessing or a curse. ”
Murong Ruolan smiled lightly, gently stroked the strings, and said: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided." If there is really a calamity, the concubine will also admit it. ”
Murong Ruolan smiled lightly again, and the pair of pear vortices were very cute.
Murong Chen couldn't bear to be angry in front of her.
"Your Majesty is upset, just sit here and let the concubine play a song for you to get rid of your worries?"
Murong Chen smiled and nodded.
Murong Ruolan stroked the dulcimer, this song is like mountains and flowing water, making people forget all the sorrow and boredom when they listen to it.
Murong Chen listened, staring at her intently.
The more you look at it, the better it looks.
Murong Chen and Murong Ruolan have been married for seven years, and they are a young couple that everyone envies. When Murong Chen was still the prince, Murong Ruolan was given to Murong Chen by the first emperor to marry, and the two used to be friends.
Murong Ruolan is a beautiful lady, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her gentleness is also the driving force that supports Murong Chen to continue to walk.
It is rumored in the harem that Murong Ruolan is just a pawn of the Queen Mother in order to tie up King Jingyang, and Murong Ruolan certainly knows the value of her existence.
Murong Chen is not stupid, although the marriage between him and Murong Ruolan was handled by the first emperor, the forces involved in the DPRK and China are intertwined. So much so that for so many years, he always thought that the relationship between them was just friends, and he cared for her everywhere but never crossed the rules. And Murong Ruolan also used his own way to carefully maintain the little self-esteem he had left.