Chapter Seventy-Two: Escape from Shengjing
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The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when people are killed and set on fire.
Mu Guo's troops have been stationed outside the city, as if they were sightseeing, and Su Xianzhi was not in a hurry, and tied Mu Qingzheng to the city tower as if he didn't see it.
He knows very well what the Queen Mother Mu Guo is doing.
The identity of Mu Qing's regent is too eye-catching, and the Empress Dowager Mu Guo has long wanted to get rid of it, but Mu Qing is deeply rooted in Mu Guo and it is extremely difficult to pull it out, and this time it is hard to wait for an opportunity for Mu Qing to come to Shengjing alone.
On the surface, she did enough to play, pretending to rescue each other with heavy soldiers, but secretly she was calculating murder.
If Mu Qingru really died in Shengjing, not only would she have no sins, but she would even gain a good reputation, and Mu Guo's spearhead would also be directed at Shengjing. Even if Mu Qing is lucky enough not to die, it will not have a bad impact on her.
Su Xianzhi shook his head with a sigh, and unconsciously twisted the hem of his clothes with his right hand, only to feel that the woman was too shrewd, but also stupid.
She only wants to help her man, defend the country for her son and get rid of a regent who has been watching the throne for a long time, but she doesn't want her son to be only six years old this year, and she is just a woman who is good at harem skills and scheming.
If Mu Qing is gone, Mu Guo may be in danger, and there is a possibility of being overturned when he raises his hand. He sneered helplessly, and said in his heart that this person must have some follow-up remedy, otherwise how could it be.
The prince of Shengjing has a ranking order, although he is full of wisdom but is not proficient in the art of Gu poison, so he is not favored in Shengjing. As a prince who is not favored and still protects his sister, Su Xianzhi's suspicion is brought out of his bones.
"Brother, why don't you just let Mu Qing go."
Su Liuxia came to Su Xianzhi's side with a soft cold light. Because of the mermaid beads on her ears, Su Liuxia hadn't enjoyed the night for a long time, and there was only dim and white cold light in her world.
"I promised to promise him an infatuated covenant, and at the same time, I can throw this hot potato out."
Su Xianzhi listened, but shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and touched the top of Su Liuxia's hair.
This method is of course the best, but Su Xianzhi has a stronger interest in Mu Qing. He was very curious about the boy who could survive the idiot, and felt that it seemed that it would be of better use to keep him.
"Ryuxia, my brother will definitely help you."
Su Liuxia was stunned for a moment, and only nodded in response, her eyes were complicated, looking at the man who was as gentle as jade in the middle of the whirlpool of seeking power.
He suddenly raised a finger to his lips and said with a smile: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, when killing people and setting fires, some people can't bear it." โ
Su Liuxia was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to glance at the location of the person who was tied up in front of the city tower.
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On the second day, only a corpse remained on the tower.
The corpse was delicately manipulated, and the methods of killing people and the tools of committing crimes were extremely special. People are killed by a very thin thread through the heart, and there is very little bleeding.
The corpse had its head bowed, its sideburns scattered, and its robe fluttering, except for a pale chin, as if it were still alive. Su Xianzhi raised his hand to clasp the man's chin and pulled his hair open.
I saw that the person's eyebrows and eyes were three points similar to Mu Qing, but they were a little different, his nose seemed to be a little shorter, and his chin seemed to be a little wider...... Su Xianzhi nodded with satisfaction, and let the corpse continue to be exposed to the sun.
He walked slowly to Shengjing's dungeon, and saw a person chained to the depths of the dungeon, and that person only had a set of snow-white bedclothes, and Mu Qing's face was impressive under the messy hair.
"Where's Ah Xi?"
Mu Qing's voice was cold, and the question she asked made Su Xian choke, and she couldn't help laughing. The sudden laughter of the person in front of him made Mu Qing even more stunned, and he was a little speechless for a while.
"You guys are really bitter mandarin ducks." Su Xianzhi shook his head, only calmed down slightly, and looked at the person in front of him with a smile, with an indifferent look, "Your Ah Xi is very good." โ
Mu Qing lowered his eyes but did not speak.
"This king has saved you." Su Xian's words smiled Yan Yan, looking like he was in a good mood, if he could have a tail, Mu Qing felt that he would definitely wag his tail to invite credit.
Mu Qing was a little speechless, and only said, "What do you want." โ
"The king will send you back to your country. I want you to ascend to the throne of God, and then go to Yunmi Mountain in the north of Mu Kingdom to get cherry blossoms. Su Xianzhi's eyes were firm, and he only looked at the person in front of him fixedly.
Legend has it that there is a Yunmi Mountain in the north of Mu Kingdom, and there is a thing in the mountain, which is like a cherry blossom and a cherry blossom grass, which is a reversible thing that can be reversed against yin and yang.
Either way, he wanted to try it for Su Liuxia's sake.
"That's how you believe in this king?" Mu Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at it funny.
Su Xianzhi shrugged his shoulders helplessly, only dragged his cheek with one hand, and smiled with a gentle and harmless face: "If you don't want to, then I probably have to ask you to stay in Shengjing for a long time." โ
"But His Royal Highness Xi, the king doesn't dare to guarantee it."
Su Xianzhi's hand unconsciously tapped on the table, his smile was gentle and amiable, but it was a face that made people panic inexplicably, Mu Qing wanted to get angry but pressed it down.
Su Xianzhi also admitted in his heart that he was very shameless, but compared to his sister, he didn't mind being more shameless.
"Actually, we're even."
"You once said that you came to Shengjing alone, but in addition to the Empress Dowager Mu's people and horses in the city, there are also your secret guards."
Su Xianzhi smiled comfortably, which gave Mu Qing a little headache. In the current situation, Mu Qing and Murong Xi are both prisoners, and there are also the soldiers of the Empress Dowager Mu Guo, and agreeing to his request seems to be the only feasible way.
Since his secret guard can be discovered, he will definitely not be able to rescue him. And the person in front of him seems to be more reliable. Mu Qing took a deep breath and made a decision in a tangled manner.
"Okay."
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The people outside the city thought that Mu Qing had died in the city tower, and they had been making trouble, shouting to rescue Mu Qing. Knowing what they were planning, Su Xianzhi was only sloppy with them, but he was silently calculating the days in his heart.
Seeing that the sky was gradually becoming darker, the dark clouds were gradually thickening, and there was a faint momentum of black clouds pressing the realm, and there was a muffled thunder sound in the clouds.
The corners of Su Xianzhi's lips raised a smile.
"Give me back the Regent!"
The shouting and killing sound under the city tower did not decrease at all because of the thunderstorm, Su Xianzhi only looked at it indifferently and asked, "Are you sure he is your regent?" โ
The fair, delicate fingertips pointed sharply.
Everyone was stunned, looked at each other, and hurriedly said yes.
Su Xian smiled and flicked his sleeves sharply: "In this way, I will return it to you." โ
The soldiers downstairs were stunned, why did the people who didn't come before become so happy today, and couldn't help but look at the corpse in a daze, feeling a little panicked.
The shelf tied to "Mu Qing" suddenly gradually rose, and Su Xianzhi looked at it like a play, raising his eyes to look at the dark and oppressive sky.
"Boom โโ!"
Suddenly, I saw a lightning bolt slash down, accompanied by a deafening thunder, and suddenly slashed over, splitting the "Mu Qing" who was at the highest place. For the rest of his life, he watched as the corpse was scorched black, and the fire set his clothes on fire, and his whole body burned.
When all the people on the castle tower saw this scene, they all looked at each other and did not know what to do, and they saw that the wooden shelf collapsed, and the corpse that was burned with fire fell from the castle tower violently.
Su Xianzhi looked sideways at the outside of the city tower, and felt a little distressed. The stand-in he carefully found was burned beyond recognition at this time, which made him a little reluctant.
"It's confirmed to be your regent." Su Xianzhi smiled harmlessly.
The soldiers under the castle looked at each other at a loss, this corpse was burned like this, who could recognize whether it was their own regent or not. But this eyebrow is about seven or eight points like......
"Shengjing killed the regent of my dynasty, and bloodbathed Shengjing to avenge His Royal Highness the regent!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, Su Xianyi hurriedly made a wronged and aggrieved expression, raised his hand and pointed at the heavens: "It's obviously a natural disaster, how can you blame me Shengjing?" โ
"I'm afraid that your regent has done too many bad things and has been punished."
Su Xianzhi said it seriously, which made the person who shouted at the head choked.
"No matter what, the regent of our dynasty died in Shengjing, and Shengjing must give us an explanation!" The man choked his neck and roared, vowing to overpower Su Xian's head from the momentum.
"Deliver a coffin?"
Su Xianzhi blinked his eyes, his eyes were full of meekness, but the words he said were speechless and annoying. But the former explained seriously: "It is true that Mu Qing died in Shengjing, but it was a natural disaster, if you have to give an explanation, then you will send a coffin and carry it back by you." โ
After all, Shengjing actually had a person wearing linen and filial piety carrying a coffin with nanmu and gold edges, but the material was good, and even jade was inlaid in the corner.
It was followed by eight flower girls, four on the left and four on the right, four men and four women dressed in white clothes and hats, holding baskets full of paper money.
Those people only felt dizzy for a while, and felt that Su Xianzhi was the next second, he set up a mourning hall in the border, placed a tablet, and chose a piece of feng shui treasure to build a mausoleum, and they all believed it.
Su Xianzhi's eyes were full of sincerity.
Those people swallowed their saliva, and summed up that Mu Qing was dead and died in Shengjing anyway, although the situation was different, but the results were similar, it was not that they had not completed the task, so they carried the coffin and returned home with the corpse.
Su Xianzhi sat on the city tower, holding his cheeks and looking at the coffin of golden silk nanmu, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
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Mu Guo's soldiers and horses took Mu Qing's corpse back to Mu Guo's smile was spread at once, Mu Guo mourned, and set up a mourning hall in the imperial city, eight hundred miles of white overwhelming, turning Mu Guo in autumn into snow.
The Queen Mother wanted to laugh but couldn't hold back her trembling body, Concubine Gao was almost heartbroken, and the entire imperial city was filled with subtle feelings. The news that Mu Qing, the legendary regent of Mu Kingdom, was killed by lightning spread all over the streets and alleys for a while, and became a discussion among everyone.
Many officials went to the regent's palace to mourn, and the queen mother also went, only looking at the coffin excitedly with a pair of eyes, if it wasn't for the face and the current situation, she would have to slap her hands and laugh.
Suddenly, the coffin moved.
Everyone's hearts chuckled, and they swallowed their saliva violently, staring at the coffin with a pair of eyes, trying to confirm whether it was their own delusion.
"Bang dang."
The coffin board shook again.