"The meaning of this king is also very clear, first, you and I are a cooperative relationship, not a dependent relationship, without Western Qin, this king can still choose Southern Liang and Northern Yan, second, this king's people, did not fail so easily, but failed, this king thinks, the responsibility lies with your dynasty."

Du Zhiruo......

His face was split in half tonight, and he couldn't get treatment, so why did he get this kind of burial!

Moreover, King Qi seems to really want to replace him as a partner.

"What caused the accident on the Black Fox Ridge side, I will investigate clearly."

The holy woman who lowered her head said: "Then you go back and investigate, the investigation is clear, and we will discuss it again!" ”

Du Zhiruo looked at the saintess in surprise.

"Xiqin's side, troops have already been dispatched, according to the original plan, we should start in Kyoto early tomorrow morning at the latest, you let me go back to investigate now?"

The saint bowed her head and did not look at him.

"That's right, if we don't investigate clearly, how can we believe that you are really with us, not on Su Qing's side? Fuyun was snatched from you, and Mama Rong and the leader of the Hui Gang were brought up the mountain by your people to die, I suspect, isn't it normal? ”

Du Zhiruo......

stared at the saint in disbelief.

Tremblingly, he raised his hand and pointed to his face.

"I deliberately let Fuyun go? Deliberately let her go, I will leave this in my face? ”

The saint shrugged her shoulders and did not answer.

King Qi also did not speak.

Du Zhiruo only felt full of grievances.

He provoked whom, was disfigured, and was suspected.

"In addition, if I don't really cooperate with you, I just need to tell His Majesty the Emperor of your whereabouts you are, even if everything is over, why should I appear here in the middle of the night, why do I need Xiqin to send troops!"

The saint bowed her head and did not speak.

King Qi continued without speaking.

Du Zhiruo......

In my heart, it seems that there is a torrent of desolation.

But the overall situation is important, and Xi Qin's plan cannot be affected by his personal gains and losses.

Taking a breath, Du Zhiruo lowered his posture.

"Fuyun was robbed today, it is true that my skills are not as good as others, and I really didn't expect that they actually dug holes in the west wall, in addition, on the side of Black Fox Ridge, I will investigate clearly, as for the time to do it in Kyoto......"

The saint looked up suddenly.

"Fuyun is very important to Su Qing, it can be seen from the robbery of Fuyun this time, if you do it, you must get rid of Su Qing first, the person left from Du Shangshu's hands, should Du Shangshu also solve it."

Du Zhiruo......

He finally understood why the saint's attitude towards him had changed suddenly.

Co-author......

Her purpose is to let him solve the problem of kidnapping Fuyun again?

Isn't it good to say it directly?

"Time is pressing, it is impossible to kidnap Fuyun again, since Fuyun's role is only to threaten Su Qing, it is better for us to find someone to copy Fuyun's handwriting."

The saint said with a smile: "Everything has Lao Du Shangshu, if it is possible, before twilight tomorrow, there will be Lao Du Shangshu with Fuyun's handwritten letter again." ”

King Qi said: "I'll ask someone to prepare another copy of the content." ”

Du Zhiruo......

How he left King Qi's mansion with one foot and one foot at a heavy foot, there is no memory at all.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Du Zhiruo only felt a pain in his chest.

That kind of pain is the pain of wanting to vomit blood.

He tried his best to rush from Kyoto to Shilipu, and he got such a result?

Someone was beaten up.

The face is broken.

King Qi and that bullshit saintess ravaged him mentally.

？！

Clenching his fists and sitting in the carriage, Du Zhiruo's eyes were split.

When he was in the courtyard, King Qi was obviously good to him, and even said that he would give him the royal ointment.

How did I enter the house and meet the saint, everything changed.

What the hell does that bullshit saint mean!

Clenching his fists, Du Zhiruo smashed his fist on the wall of the carriage.

The fist fell, and the carriage entered the city gates.

Suddenly, it stopped.

Inertia, Du Zhiruo planted directly forward.

Holding on to the wall of the carriage and sitting down, Du Zhiruo said angrily: "I won't even catch up with the car!" ”

Outside the coachman.

Shivering at the crowd in front of him.

The conscience of heaven and earth.

Now is the dawn of the morning, these uncles and aunts are standing here, what does it mean!

He didn't dare to say, he didn't dare to ask.

He sat trembling in the carriage.

Hearing Du Zhiruo's anger, the coachman jumped out of the carriage with extremely gentle movements, and walked to the window with small amplitudes and movements, lest he alarm the uncles and aunts who were standing one meter away, causing a bloody march of 10,000 people.

"My lord, there is an uncle and aunt ahead."

Du Zhiruo in the carriage, when he heard the words "uncle and aunt", he reflexed and was ruthless.

He knew it!

He knew it!

The fire in Shilipu last night must not have been an accident!

Otherwise, at this point, shouldn't these uncles and aunts sleep at home?

Why stand here!

King Qi, that idiot!

Taking a deep breath, Du Zhiruo carefully lifted the curtain a crack.

One meter away.

The uncle and aunt stood there with their arms crossed, their eyes flashing with a strange light.

At the moment when Du Zhiruo lifted the curtains, a voice suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"He's showing his face!"

"Bisector!"

"Holy! It's really a deuce, it's ugly! ”

"Hahaha......"

"Is this a human face?"

"I'll go! Why is it so ugly! ”

"How will he see people in the future!"

Caught off guard, Du Zhiruo ushered in a fatal blow.

The sound was like a wave, smashing his head and face into his ears and into his heavenly spirit cover.

It's like a spell, constantly playing back, constantly raising the sound.

Ugly.

Ugly.

Ugly.

Du Zhiruo......

endured the blood that didn't vomit all the way, and at this moment, Wow spit it out.

And the people waiting here turned around and left with satisfaction when they saw that Du Zhiruo's face was indeed split in half.

What should I do, there are a lot of things at home!

Look at the excitement, how can there be enough!

While scattering, groups of people were talking about how ugly Du Zhiruo was when he fell to the ground.

Coachman......

Early in the morning, the common people surrounded here, just to see how ugly his family's Shangshu fell to the ground?

Is......

Don't be so idle!

It's really ugly though!

The coachman glanced at Du Zhiruo embarrassed and embarrassed, and immediately his eyes flashed, flew into the carriage, and whipped up.

From the city gate to the hotel, all the way back, Du Zhiruo's ears echoed with one word, ugly!

That word, black and bold!

Du Zhiruo, whose soul was hit hard, fainted when he returned to the hotel.

And at this time, ten miles shop.

The fire burned in the middle of the night and was extinguished.

After Du Zhiruo left, the eldest prince took Su Yang to count the losses, and the king of Qi asked the saint in puzzlement, "Why did you treat Du Zhiruo like that." ”

The holy woman sneered and said, "The face has become like that, does Your Highness still think that Du Zhiruo is still useful?" ”

King Qi was stunned.

"After all, he is the pillar of the Western Qin court."

The saint shook her head.

"In the past, but this trip to the Great Xia Dynasty, the actions of the people of Kyoto left a deep mark on his heart! He is afraid that his future behavior will be very different from before, and His Highness wants to seek a new partner, and he is not the best person. ”