Chapter 242: The Male Robbers
The old man walked to the side of the Queen Mother and bowed. "The old minister has seen the Queen Mother. ”
Seeing this old man, Empress Dowager Liang's face changed, she glanced at the female history, nodded and said sideways. "You don't have to be polite. ”
Glancing at the female history standing on the side, the right minister bowed and asked the queen mother. "I don't know which female concubine is so bold and worthy of the Queen Mother's attention?"
"It's Mei Ji found by Xing Shilang, I originally wanted to go to the king, but I didn't expect to escape from the mansion, and I stole the seal of the master's family, how can I let this kind of thing go, it is to be recovered, and the right minister does not have to worry. ”
The Queen Mother said goodbye and instructed the female Shi Dao. "Hang Nu, I instructed the soldiers, take down the person, don't hurt her life, if your seal is recovered, a small punishment is enough. ”
"Yes, the courtiers have commanded. The female history turned around and walked down the jade steps as she spoke, and walked towards the outside of the temple.
The right minister always stared at the female history, until she came out of the gate of the temple, then turned his head to look at the Empress Dowager Liang, and saw the colorful phoenix tail skirt gown on her body, he sank his face and said.
"At the time of the national funeral, the Queen Mother is still dressed plainly, and the Queen Mother has prayed to God these days, such fancy clothes, Yu Xiandi is disrespectful, and the Queen Mother is asked to change her clothes. ”
"Yes. The lesson of the right minister is that the palace people don't know the depths, and if they take such clothes, I am guilty of negligence, and I should ask the emperor and ancestors for their guilt. The Queen Mother said, bending down to the right minister, and her words were full of apologies.
"That's it, the Queen Mother has also worked hard for many days, and this matter can not be investigated, I just hope that the Queen Mother will change her clothes immediately and pray for the first emperor. The forty-ninth day of the wake, even though the new emperor ascended the throne, there are still three days to follow the etiquette system. The right minister said that he bowed to the Queen Mother, but she didn't change her clothes, so he didn't leave.
"Yes. Mourning family remembers. The Queen Mother bowed down and walked out of the temple with her palace maids.
Looking at the Queen Mother who was leaving, the right minister stood at the door of the main hall and looked at Liang Wangjiao, who was shrunk in front of the god seat in the hall, and sighed helplessly.
Facing the tablet of Emperor Yun on the god throne, the right minister raised his head with tears in his eyes, and bowed to Liang Wangjiao on the ground. "Your Majesty, the rise and fall of the Great Liang is all on the king alone, and the king must not be slack!"
"Right Prime ......" Jiaojiao's voice trembled and got up, he turned to look at the right prime minister standing awe-inspiring at the door, looking at the right minister's firm and expectant gaze, he lowered his head in shame, snorted, couldn't spit out a word for a long time, and curled up on the grass ball, crying lowly.
Seeing such a King of Liang, the right minister shook his head and sighed, looking like he hated iron but not steel, he burst into tears, shook Liang Wangjiao, and knelt down in front of Emperor Yun's spiritual position, kowtowed three heads, got up and sighed again and again out of the Taimiao.
It was getting late, the sun was setting, the last rays of the dark sky were fading, and a galloping carriage came on the forest avenue.
The carriage ran toward the wild riverbank, and the last rays of the setting sun faded, and the carriage stopped on the bank, and a slender figure hurriedly jumped out of the carriage.
Without the afterglow of the sunset, the stars and the moon never appeared, there was a chaotic darkness between heaven and earth, Ye Ziyi took a wind lamp from the car and groped for it, and walked towards the reed and vine-covered riverbank.
The quiet surface of the river was jet black, and only dense reeds could be seen in the small area illuminated by the lamp, and Ye Ziyi stood on the riverbank for a while, and finally there was a sound of wood pulp paddling in the distance.
The shadow of a small boat slowly turned out in the reeds on the riverbank, and the boat held up steadily to the riverbank and stopped at the shallow water of the riverbank.
The man on the bow of the boat, with his hair in a knot, jumped out of the boat and stood in the kneeless water, and took out a board more than a foot wide from the bow and put it on the shore.
"Ami, Ah Zhi, bring Brother Yong over. Ye Ziyi ordered the two girls, turned around and was about to ask if the boat man was sent by Xuan, but his wrist hurt, and the wind lamp in his hand suddenly took off, and the boat man moved neatly, reached out and caught the falling wind lamp, and placed it on the gravel on the shore safely.
Before she could figure out what was going on, Ye Ziyi only felt a pain in her arm and a light body, she didn't even have time to scream, and when she came back to her senses, she was already thrown into the cabin.
Someone in the cabin covered her mouth, twisted her hands behind her very quickly, and pressed her on the board of the boat, Ye Ziyi couldn't move, she could only watch the flickering river bank retreat rapidly, getting farther and farther away.
Faintly listening to Ami's anxious call, Ye Ziyi struggled hard, but she couldn't move at all, and she closed her eyes in despair when she saw the boat turn into the reeds.
The boat tied to Ye Ziyi entered the reeds, and in an instant, two small boats rowed out again, and the two boats were exactly the same as the small boats, rowing in two different directions.
Listening to the sound of paddling outside, Ye Ziyi was completely desperate, she stopped struggling, and collapsed on the board, all the strength in her body seemed to be drained at once, and she didn't want to move anymore.
At this time, the biggest possibility of calculating her so accurately is the people of Liang and Qi.
Whether it falls into the hands of Liang Wangjiao or into the hands of Lao Qi Wang, she has only a dead end, and now, whether Gongzi Cheng has a fine work next to him, or a master who calculates her, that person succeeds, these people must have led Ami away, and no one will know her whereabouts.
Ye Ziyi was thinking about who tied her, and suddenly someone put a sweaty linen towel over her eyes, and then, a piece of cloth with a fishy smell strangled her mouth, and the people in the cabin tied Ye Ziyi's hands and feet with hemp rope, and threw her into the corner of the cabin.
The boat quickly docked, Ye Ziyi only felt that she was being carried and didn't know where she ran to, followed by the bump of a carriage, which made her completely torn inside, and she couldn't support it and passed out.
I don't know how long she was in a coma, Ye Ziyi was awakened by a quarrel, and in a daze, she could distinguish the two quarreling voices, which were Meng Gong and Mrs. Zhen.
Madame Zhen seemed to be very angry, and she screamed. "If you don't hand over this demon woman to the Queen Mother, Ping'er's fief will be gone! Without a fief, where will Ping'er and I settle down?"
"So what? Hand her over to the Queen Mother, you woman is crazy, where is the big secret of her in a small city? It's really stupid!" Meng Gong roared back, and Ye Ziyi's hoarse voice made goosebumps rise when he heard it.
"I'm stupid? Yes, I'm stupid, I'm stupid to get rid of you, an old and decrepit person! Now that Ping'er who harmed me has no fief, you are the culprit!"
There was a bit of desperation in Mrs. Zhen's voice, she choked up, and screamed hysterically at Meng Gong, which shook Ye Ziyi's eardrums.
"Jiang Zhen! Don't you think that you can be presumptuous in front of the old man with a little credit! Annoy the old man, and take your sick dog's life first!"
"Montessori!
This cry caused the baby in the room to cry, although the cry was weak, but it could not be stopped, Mrs. Zhen sobbed and patted the baby in a low voice, but the child cried louder and louder, and after a while, he was out of breath.
"Bang!"
The sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground startled Ye Ziyi, and the baby's crying stopped abruptly, and there was no more sound.
"Ah! Ping'er! Ping'er! I, I'm fighting with you!" Mrs. Zhen's almost crazy voice was full of desperate ruthlessness, although Ye Ziyi was blindfolded, she also roughly guessed what was happening around her, she only felt a burst of regret, and sighed secretly.
'Choking', the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath suddenly sounded, and with a muffled snort, the whole world suddenly quieted down, Ye Ziyi smelled the increasingly thick bloody breath at the end of his nose, and couldn't help but feel a little wet in his eyes.
Lady Zhen died.
and Meng Gong worked together to calculate her, and in the end, this woman had no value and would naturally be abandoned by Meng Gong.
She is really greedy and stupid, cooperating with Meng Gong is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger, if she still coaxes Gongzi Cheng as before, maybe the end will not be so miserable.
"Throw this slut and her sick child out! Throw them into the river!" Meng Gong was obviously physically exhausted, and he spoke with heavy gasps.
As soon as his voice fell, there was a sound of busy walking in the room, and there were slaves and maids who seemed to be wiping the blood on the ground, and bamboo brushes scraped the wooden planks on the ground one by one, and the ears stood on end.
Ye Ziyi lay on the floor, listening to the movement in the room motionlessly, until the bloody breath faded, suddenly someone lifted her up, walked a few steps, and threw her to the floor, until she was dizzy, and she was still tense and motionless.
"Let's see if she's dead, if there's breath, wake her up!"
Meng Gong commanded impatiently, Ye Ziyi felt that someone was testing her nose, and before she could decide whether to 'wake up', she poured a basin of cold water on her.
The river water in October was already with a chill, Ye Ziyi groaned, shrunk his body, and slowly raised his head.
"Hehe, Jing Ji, do you remember the old man?" Meng Gong's words were full of pride, he sat on a high couch in the room, looked down at the embarrassed Ye Ziyi on the floor with a white beard, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Are you...... Who?" Ye Ziyi's voice was weak, she glanced slightly in the direction where Meng Gong was, and leaned on the ground weakly, looking weak, seeing Meng Gong's brows.
"Jing Ji, you can see the old man's appearance clearly! We met ten years ago, do you still remember the Liang man Mengtai who said goodbye to your father in the Ten Mile Pavilion outside Jizhou City?"
Meng Gong smiled hoarsely in his voice, and said with a white nonsense. "Back then, your father asked me to be orphaned and asked you to recognize me as my father, you won't forget, right?"
"Ten years ......" Ye Ziyi opened her eyes half-open, her dark eyes glanced at Meng Gong, and sneered. "Oh, my husband also said that it was ten years ago, when I was an eight-year-old child, where do I remember a lot? My father traveled extensively, and in a month I wanted to meet hundreds of scholars, and the name of my father-in-law was really not very familiar to the little girl. ”
"Jing Ji, you!" Meng Gong was very angry with Ye Ziyi, who was pretending to be stupid, he patted the edge of the couch, the folds on his cheeks trembled, and he pointed at Ye Ziyi with his anger. "Jing family! You have never forgotten since you were a child, how can you forget the events of the past! Now that you are in my hands, no matter how dishonest you are, the old man will definitely not be polite to you again!"