Mo Chuanzhu wiped the blood gushing out of the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Jiang An steadily, and among his eyebrows, there were a few uncertain looks, a little abrupt, a little grateful, and more...... It's a little sorry. Jiang An met his gaze, frowned, and turned his head away, no longer looking at him. Mo Chuanzhu suddenly raised his head and sneered, and turned his eyes to look at the panicked Zuo Shikun, his eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to keep staring at his heart. He raised his hand slightly, pointed at the Xinwu City Lord, and said slowly, his voice full of sadness.

He smiled hoarsely, "Mo Chuanzhu, formerly known as Mo Ling, his father's name was Mo Liufang, he was originally the lord of this Xinwu city, and Zuo Shikun at that time was just a captain, eighteen years ago, Qi Ning and Donglai were at war, General Xuanwu came to Xinwu in person, and his father set up a banquet to entertain him, but suddenly found that the wine was highly poisonous, and in anger, his father was convicted, because of the military emergency, this matter was temporarily suppressed. However, without waiting for General Xuanwu to investigate deeply, his father died violently in prison, and everyone said that he committed suicide in fear of crime, haha. Mo Chuan Zhu suddenly turned his head away, sneered, and the irrepressible anger shook all around him, pointing at Zuo Shikun's fingers like a sharp sword, freezing him to death, Mo Chuan Zhu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and said sadly, "Don't think that I don't know who did it!" Haha, Left City Lord, Left City Lord! He gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his eyes was full of it, like a Shura demon crawling out of hell, carrying a monstrous karmic fire, engulfing the Xinwu City Lord, forever and ever......

Zuo Shikun was terrified, the cold sweat on his head rolled down drop by drop, his lips were bruised, and he trembled, "You...... What evidence do you have? Zuo Shikun leaned back in his chair, forced his composure, stroked his chest, muttered in his heart, and gave himself a psychological hint, yes, he has no evidence, yes, these old things, he has no evidence...... Mo Liufang has been dead for eighteen years, can he crawl out of hell and testify?

Mo Chuanzhu smiled faintly, as if he knew in his heart that he would deny it, lowered his head, and said sadly, "What else did you do next?" At that time, I was young and impulsive, and in a fit of anger, I broke into the house, looking for you to take revenge, and was seriously injured by your men......" Mo Chuan Zhu suddenly covered his chest, coughed hard, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, and when he took it down, it was already stained with blood, and he laughed desolately, "These injuries on my body have not healed for eighteen years, do you really think it is brought by the womb?" At that time, you thought I was dead and threw me into a mass grave, but alas, it is a pity that I did not deserve to die, and I survived," he gritted his teeth and snapped, "I survived with all my wounds!" "Slowly closing his eyes, as if recalling a long story, his voice became more and more poignant and sad." Haha, what's next? What did you do? You forced my beautiful sister to be a concubine, and forced her to commit suicide by throwing herself into a well, and now her body is hidden in the well in the back garden of your house that has been abandoned for a long time...... Later, later, you forced my blind mother to do hard labor, and followed everyone to Shidu Mountain to pick purple flowers and sunflowers for you, haha! Mo Chuanzhu opened his eyes at this time, stared at Zuo Shikun deadly, laughed loudly, and said desolately, "It caused her to fall into the hands of the Qi Ning people, so as to threaten me...... Use this to threaten me to do things for Qi Ning, hahaha...... At that time, there were people who thought I was from Donglai! ”

With a few poignant laughter echoing, Jiang An's eyes were like torches, he looked straight at Zuo Shikun, frowned, and still said lightly, but this time it was full of deep meaning, "Zuo City Lord ......" Yan Qingsong At this time, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and his eyes turned serious, and the feather fan in his hand pressed silently on the case, looking at Zuo Shikun playfully. Han Yi turned his eyes contemptuously and teased, "I can't imagine that when the city lord Zuo was young, he was also a romantic person!" Before the words fell, he scolded angrily, "Scum! He raised his hand and threw a wine glass over, hitting Zuo Shikun's face door, breaking his forehead and gurgling blood. Zuo Shikun was suddenly so frightened that his soul was not possessed, he hurriedly got up and knelt down, kowtowed and bled out, his voice trembled, "The traitor's blood spews people, I still hope that the prince will see, the prince will see!" ”

When Mo Chuanzhu saw his appearance, he stroked his palms and laughed, laughing so comfortably and so happily! He turned his head, spit a mouthful of saliva on the person who was kneeling and begging for his life, and gritted his teeth, "Zuo Shikun, you also have today, I didn't expect you to have today!" "That Zuo City Lord only knelt on the ground at this time and kowtowed and bled out, where can he care about anything else, he kowtowed and shouted injustice, chanting Mo Chuanzhu has no evidence, and it is not enough to believe it. At this time, he saw Mo Chuanzhu lying on the ground coughing, slowly raised his head, and said softly, "City Lord Zuo, don't forget, what have you done in this position, others don't know, don't your deputy generals know?" He stared at the figure in front of him, and chuckled, as if disdainful, as if sarcastic, and more importantly, a little helpless. His voice gradually turned ambiguous, and he brought the old things that had been sealed for a long time together, "City Lord Zuo, don't forget, back then, Mo Chuanzhu was in cahoots with you, privately withheld disaster relief silver, sold illegal salt, bought and sold officials, accepted bribes, bent the law for bribes, and wasted how many lives!" Mo Chuanzhu patted his head, as if he remembered something, and suddenly realized, "Oh, I almost forgot, and, that year, ......"

"Say no more, don't say it again!" Zuo Shikun, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly became angry, hugged his head, and roared hoarsely, "Don't say it again!" Before the words fell, his eyes showed a fierce light, he jumped up from the ground, flew up with a palm, and almost wanted to kill the gushing man on the spot! The palm wind was fierce, facing Mo Chuanzhu directly, and without waiting for the strong body, Han Yi roared, slapped the jade case in front of him with one hand, shook the dagger on the case, and then pushed it strongly, and pushed the dagger out with great strength, and at that moment, it was actually straight on Zuo Shikun's wrist, stopping his close action.

"Hahahaha......" Mo Chuan Zhu suddenly laughed, raised his hand and pointed at Zuo Shikun, and his voice was terrible, "Each of these crimes is enough for you to die tens of thousands of times!" At this time, Jiang An twisted the golden cup, raised his head slightly, his eyes wandered, glanced at Zuo Shikun, and said lightly, "Don't worry about the city lord of Zuo, the traitor will not escape death after all, it's just ......" He frowned, a faint smile flashed between his lips, his eyes flowed, although he was silent, but it was the pressure on Zuo Shikun Mountain, and his voice suddenly became stern, "The clear ones are self-purifying, and the turbid ones are turbid, or, the Zuo City Lord is weak and eager to destroy this evidence?" ”

"I ...... I ......" Zuo Shikun was in a mess at this time, his mind was blank, and the beads of sweat on his head were rolling down one drop after another, and he didn't care about anything, he walked to Jiang An's case, kowtowed and bled out, and begged repeatedly, "The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life!" ”

Jiang An turned his head, no longer looked at him, waved his hand, and said softly, "The city lord is involved in the crime, it is not trivial, or the king of Yuming, and it will be handled by Dali Temple!" He waved his hand and ordered, "Come on, let's take them down and take them to prison first!" ”

Several soldiers stepped forward and grabbed Zuo Shikun's arms, but he struggled to push away, "Prince, prince!" Zuo Shikun kowtowed and bled out, slapped the jade case in front of Jiang An again and again, and begged, "The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life!" Jiang An turned his head and glanced at him, a little disgusted, stunned for a minute to pick up his fingers climbing the jade case, and smiled slightly, "City Lord Zuo, everyone has to pay for what they have done, doesn't it?" ”

Yan Qingsong shook the feather fan in his hand gently, there was no pity in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I knew today, why bother in the first place!" ”

When the soldiers heard this, they ignored Zuo Shikun's bitter pleading, and used their strength to drag the people who called out out. Mo Chuanzhu knelt to the side, looked at the things in front of him coldly, and took a long breath, his face showing a few rare leisurely and unrestrained.

Seeing those soldiers dragging Zuo Shikun out, Jiang An's gaze fell on Mo Chuanzhu's body, and he looked at him fixedly for a long time, raised his head and drank the glass of wine, before he took his gaze back, and said in a low voice, "No matter what the reason is, it's wrong or wrong," he slowly raised his head, his gaze was a little desolate, "Vice General Mo, do you know?" ”

"Hahahaha!" Mo Chuanzhu looked up to the sky and smiled, turning his head awe-inspiringly, "Mo Chuanzhu never thought that after this battle, I would still be alive." ”

Jiang An smiled sadly, closed his eyes, and waved his hand, "Someone is coming, ......" He clenched his fists, and there was a pain in his heart, for a long time, he finally waved his hand, and said desolately, "Leave the whole corpse." ”

The soldier received the order, quickly stepped forward, grabbed Mo Chuanzhu's shoulders, but was pushed away by Mo Chuanzhu, he smiled, saluted, and turned around and walked out. When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and knelt down, kowtowed in the direction of Jiang An, and said, "The prince is deeply gracious and will never be forgotten." After reading it, he got up and walked out.

Jiang An watched him go out, his eyes were sad, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, looked at Yan Qingsong at his side, and asked blankly, "According to Mr. Zhu, Mo Chuanzhu should be damned?" ”

Qing Song shook the feather fan in his hand lightly, and said, "Vice General Mo is just an avenger, and revenge is not wrong, but unfortunately, he has turned himself into a traitor." So," Qing Song smiled slightly, and arched his hand, "the prince is wise." ”

"Wise? Ha ha. Jiang An smiled desolately, closed his eyes, and his unbearable expression appeared, as if he had returned to that day, the long pavilion and clear water, the man in white in Langzhong, one person, one piano, one wine, drinking from himself. The song "Boat Flooding the Cold River", the world is endlessly sad and helpless, for a while, as if the person raised his head again, his eyes were sad, and he asked softly, "The boat is flooding the cold river, do you know the acquaintance?" ”。 After a long time, Jiang An opened his eyes, raised his hand and poured a glass of sake, and drank it all in the direction of Fang Cai Mochuanzhu's door, and said desolately, "Hearing the sound of the piano in the corridor, do you know the sound of the bosom friend?" ”

Yesterday I took the train, and today I have two consecutive shifts, thank you for your support!!