"Chuan He Ling'er's maid Bai He!"

Bai He's stomach was still uncomfortable at this time, her body was soft when she gave the ceremony, and she couldn't help but form a Sichuan character between her eyebrows, Jiang Cailing looked at Bai He worriedly, worried that her condition would be said to be a loss of honor in front of the palace and provoked punishment.

Guo Ang looked carefully, seeing that Bai He's lips were pale, his face was bloodless, and his tone couldn't help but ease, "Bai He, what did you do today to bring me together!" ”

Bai He knelt on the ground and said nervously, "Back to the Holy Lord, Bai He has been very sick to his stomach since yesterday, so when our girl went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to discuss with the princess today, the slave maid did not follow. ”

"That's her! Shengshang, it's this woman, who deliberately hit a small car this morning, and everyone present recognizes it! Zhu San began to look at Bai He when he spoke, and immediately shouted after seeing the mole on Bai He's neck, and forgot the etiquette, and stood up without waiting for Guo Ang to speak.

"Presumptuous!" Cao Ke drank Zhu San, and saw that Guo Ang was not displeased, so he respectfully said to Guo Ang, "Weichen sorted out the cause and effect, because Miss He was not confident in her cooking skills, and knew that the Prime Minister would definitely prepare fresh ingredients that day, so she deliberately let her maid and Zhu San have a quarrel to delay time, and used this time to murder Princess Hejia!" He Ling'er is the mastermind, Bai He is the accomplice, because of their selfish interests, the two of them openly murdered the princess, endangering the stability of the country, according to the law, Ling Chi should be executed! ”

"I didn't!" Hearing the word Ling Chi, Bai He's whole person was stunned in place, cold sweat covered his forehead and his broken hair was wet, and he looked helplessly at Jiang Cailing with tears in his eyes.

Jiang Cailing obviously felt that this incident was aimed at her, Bai He was innocent, and she would not let Bai He die unjustly no matter what.

After casting a reassuring look, Jiang Cailing kowtowed in the direction of Guo Ang three times, and each time she used all her strength, she left a stain of blood on her forehead, which stayed along her forehead, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyes were full of determination.

"If the death of the people's daughter can make Da Zhou and Nanzhao have no quarrel for a hundred years, then the people's girl is willing to die, but if the death of the people's daughter protects the real culprit behind this matter, making it even more rampant, I don't know what kind of thing will be done next time to harm Da Zhou, then even if the people's girl dies, she must help the saint find out the real culprit before she dies!"

"Miss He is really eloquent!" Cao Ke sneered, "I don't know how angry He Mingshan would be when he knew that his daughter had done such a thing?" Or maybe your family is simply complicit! ”

"Lord Cao, the folk girl knows that you are targeting me because of your nephew's death, but Lord Cao, your nephew's death has nothing to do with me, even if he forced me to draw a prison and set up a torture hall privately, the folk girl didn't hurt him at all!"

"You!"

Cao Ke was speechless for a while.

Jiang Cailing seized the opportunity and said to Guo Ang and Prince Helian, "Holy Lord, prince, no matter how stupid the people are, they know that at this time, there is a relationship between the two countries, and the slightest carelessness will lead to misery!" This matter is just a chess piece, and the person who plays chess is using the folk girl to apologize for him, but even if the folk girl is executed by Ling Chi, the death of Princess Hejia is also a thorn between the two countries, and the so-called snipe and clam compete for the benefit of the fisherman. I'm afraid that this person is trying to instigate the diplomatic relations between the Great Zhou and Nanzhao, aiming to break them one by one, and also invite the saint and the prince Mingjian. ”

Doubts flashed in Guo Ang's eyes, and he naturally looked behind the hanging bead curtain, ready to ask for advice, but when he saw the empty bead curtain, Guo Ang suddenly remembered that the Empress Dowager Jiang was gone.

This action made Jiang Cailing stunned, Emperor Zhaohong once said that Guo Ang was not the material to be an emperor, and he was still young, and she had to decide everything she could. So she has always listened to politics, and Guo Ang will always look at her to seek her advice when he encounters difficult things.

I didn't expect it to be a habit in just two and a half years.

"I think He Ling'er has some truth in what she said, Prince Helian I know that you must want to find the real murderer soon to avenge the princess, but this matter is very likely to be deliberately instigated by someone, the princess has a good heart, naturally I don't want anyone to die because of her, I believe the prince thinks the same."

Helian was still in grief at this time, and his eyes were still very angry when he looked at Jiang Cailing, but he had to admit that Jiang Cailing's words did have some truth, so he looked at everyone present with sharp eyes, "Then the prince will give you three days, if you can't find the real murderer behind the scenes, let me Nanzhao Iron Horse smash this Luoyang City!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Cailing couldn't help frowning, stared at Helian, and suddenly a spiritual light appeared in his mind, and just when he wanted to catch it, the spiritual light was fleeting.

Guo Ang was young after all, even if Helian said such arrogant words at this time, he didn't react except for clenching his fists. The other people present were even more like shrunken turtles at this time, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Guo Yao still has half a year to return to Beijing, thinking of Emperor Zhaohong's last words, Jiang Cailing couldn't sit still, a pair of eyes looked straight at Helian, and his red lips lightly opened: "Since this matter is entangled in the people's daughter, if you can't find the real murderer's people's daughter to voluntarily bear Ling Chi's torture, why should Prince Helian suffer the people?"

If the people's daughter is not mistaken, Prince Helian is not a candidate for heir, if he goes to our country at this time, the labor and troops are laborious, the taxes have increased sharply, and the people are full of voices, but I am afraid that Prince Hezhi will also obstruct it as the heir.

At that time, Prince Helian and Prince Hezhi will tear their faces, and they will have a disagreement with my Great Zhou, and after he is a hundred years after Emperor Nanzhao, how should Prince Helian deal with himself? ”

After that, the whole hall was eerily quiet. The people present never thought that Jiang Cailing would say such a thing, and even Guo Ang, who had already practiced and didn't like it, showed a shocked look.

Not because of her words, but because of the way she looked when she spoke just now.

Like a very person, that person will always pull his ears to let him read, always scare him with the words of killing him for the emperor, will always help him tuck the quilt when he is not honest, and will also worry about mixing potions when she is sick......

Helian's eyes were shocked, he didn't expect that there was such an understanding person in the court of the Great Zhou, and the purpose of his coming to the Great Zhou was not simply for Nanzhao, but for his own future.

Hezhi is a character that does not tolerate people, and when he inherits the great treasure, it is the death of their brother and sister, so the purpose of coming to Da Zhou is to make friends with Da Zhou, in recent years he has been secretly raising soldiers, and so on after a hundred years of his father, he and Hezhi are destined to have a bloody battle, if he can have Da Zhou's help, his chances of victory will be a few points more.

He Jia put away the arrogance just now, and said coldly, "This prince was just angry just now, but if you can't find the real murderer of my sister, this prince will definitely let you suffer a punishment that is even more painful than Ling Chi." ”

When leaving the palace, Guo Ang took a deep look at her, and Jiang Cailing somehow staggered her gaze.

When he walked out of the palace with Bai He, Jiang Cailing comforted Bai He, and when he was about to walk out of the palace, he suddenly saw several familiar pigeons gathered together to eat, looking defenseless, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he took the carrier pigeon out of the palace while people were not paying attention.

Although the murder of Princess Hejia was only blocked, many people already knew that the storyteller on Suzaku Street had polished the matter and talked about it in the teahouse, which attracted many people to stop and watch, and the business of the teahouse was so good that it was full.

The storyteller woke up and patted the wood, and said in a colorful voice, "...... I saw that Prince Helian was angry, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he looked at He Ling'er's head with a sword, just when everyone thought that He Ling'er would definitely die, they saw Gu Xiang come to He Ling'er's side from ten meters away, only to hear a click, and took the sword with his own flesh and blood! ”

After a while, the government sent someone to arrest the storyteller, and the group was afraid that the government would also invite them to drink tea, so they left in a hurry.

Only a little boy in gold clothes was left, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his round grape-like eyes looked as bright as jewels under the illumination of the light, Liu Minglou played with a golden fan in his hand, and he was fascinated by it, he was a lover of money, and it was precisely because of his love for money that he loved peace extraordinarily.

It's not easy to do a messy business, and if you're not careful, you're afraid that your head will have to move. The storyteller always exaggerates, but he almost always tells the news from reliable people. Now that he knew about this matter, he felt that there were many doubts about this matter, and he was ready to help the girl of the He family catch the real murderer, so he took a robe and went to visit the He family.

Jiang Cailing was writing to Guo Yao at this time, she and Guo Yao had a special way of communication, and every time they would mark it, even if someone intercepted the letter halfway, they would never understand the content of the letter.

"Guo Yao, it's like meeting each other. I know that you will be very surprised to receive this letter, but the story is complicated, and we will talk about it when we meet, and in short, we will be reincarnated. Luoyang is not peaceful now, someone is secretly fiddling with the situation, treacherous and unpredictable, please return to Beijing in the name of protecting the emperor! ”

After writing the last character, Jiang Cailing put the rice paper under it in the candlestick and burned it, then hurried to the window, tied the letter to the carrier pigeon and let it fly away.

The sky has been glowing with the color of night, the gorgeous scenery rendered by the sunset has faded again, the carrier pigeon flew in the direction of Saibei, Luoyang has entered the late autumn, at this time Saibei should have snowed.

The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

I hope Guo Yao can see this letter immediately and stop this conspiracy.

Jiang Cailing's eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but think of the moment when Gu Jiming blocked the sword for her......

Knock Knock –

Hearing the knock on the door, Jiang Cailing was startled, and hurriedly closed the window, at this moment, Bai He's voice sounded outside the door, "Girl, Boss Liu from Qizhenju is here, saying that he is talking to you about something." ”

Hearing the voice of the white lotus, Jiang Cailing returned to her original position with her heart in suspense, and then after hearing Liu Minglou, Jiang Cailing's apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand supporting the window edge subconsciously beat the rhythm, what is Liu Minglou doing here?

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