Chu Mubai dejectedly collected his troops and returned to the palace, and returned to Mo Guhan, who was also stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly: "Shao Ziqing is worthy of being Shao Ziqing, it is simply clever." ”

Chu Mubai took the initiative to ask: "If Shao Ziqing is really a spy sent by Xiliang, then he should definitely go west at this time." Weichen immediately led his troops to chase him and captured him back to Beijing. ”

Mo Guhan sighed: "Even Shao Ziqing, who is powerless, has all kinds of schemes, and those ordinary soldiers are afraid that they can't capture him." What's more, he has the true inheritance of the old man Tiangang, and his kung fu is superb. Where would those wine bags and rice bags be his opponents? This matter can only be done with your hard work. ”

Chu Mubai was annoyed: "It's all blamed on Weichen for being credulous, getting along with him day and night, and not even noticing that there is anything wrong with him." ”

Mo Guhan waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Don't say it's you, even if it's me, aren't you kept in the dark?" Shao Ziqing, what kind of ghost is that, how can he easily expose his flaws? If it weren't for the fact that he was concerned about Yuehua and repeatedly shot, it could be said that he concealed it seamlessly. ”

Chu Mubai was silent.

Mo Guhan reluctantly ordered: "Pass down the order, just say that the treasury was stolen, Shao Xiang was held hostage by thieves, search for bandits across the country, and rescue Shao Ziqing." Especially at the major passes to the west, we must strictly prevent him from disguised and concealing his identity. If there is a clue, report it immediately. ”

"The last general obeys!"

"Also, the last pass to Xiliang is very important, Buchen, you should know everything about Shao Ziqing's words and deeds, so you will go there in person, strictly control the pass, and you must not let him go west."

"What about the other gates? Will Shao Ziqing take a detour back to Xiliang? ”

Mo Guhan shook his head categorically: "If he makes a detour to other places, when he reaches the Xiliang border, he will already enter the snow season in advance, and the road will be closed by heavy snow, and the road will be dangerous." What's more, the monarch of Xiliang is seriously ill, and the situation in Xiliang is changing rapidly, I guess that he Shao Ziqing must be like an arrow. Xiliang Pass is the place he must pass. ”

Chu Mubai responded and immediately went down to order.

For a time, all the yamen in Chang'an went out to search for Shao Ziqing's whereabouts, but naturally as Mo Guhan expected, they found nothing.

After Shao Ziqing's carriage left the South City Gate, it disappeared without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was confiscated, and more and more clues were revealed, which also confirmed Yuehua's speculation.

And the officials who moved closely with Shao Ziqing in Ping Suli were also summoned by Dali Temple for questioning.

Shao Ziqing's identity gradually could not be concealed, and hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China had conjectures and speculations.

Later, Shao Ziqing's identity spread out, and people knew the true identity of his bloody hall master and Xiliang's spies, and they all cleared up their relationship with him, and everyone was in danger.

Moreover, they tried to recall what was suspicious about Shao Ziqing, and they all came back to Mo Guhan. The twists and turns of impeachment against him are like snowflakes, and they are pouring in.

Those courtiers felt indignant because they had been fooled by Shao Ziqing all along, and he had robbed him of the limelight in front of Mo Guhan, and they unanimously pleaded that Shao Ziqing must be arrested and killed.

Yuehua cautiously asked Mo Guhan, if one day, Shao Ziqing was captured and entered Beijing, would he be alive or dead, and how would he deal with it?

This question made Mo Guhan hesitate for a long time.

He was also very entangled in this, after all, he and Shao Ziqing had fought side by side for many years, it can be said that they were in the same adversity, like brothers, and their feelings were deeper than anyone else, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while when he ordered him to be killed.

What's more, he and Shao Ziqing once agreed on three chapters of the law, and there were words in advance, and Shao Ziqing had a gold medal in his hand.

killed, he Mo Guhan is a reversal of his word, and he has no faith in his words.

But if you don't kill Shao Ziqing, it is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, Jiaolong into the sea, a person like him who has passed through the heavens and latitudes, and when he returns to Xiliang, he will inevitably do something and eventually become a big disaster.

What's more, he Shao Ziqing conspired against the monarch and intended to usurp the throne, and his crime was unforgivable.

For a while, Mo Guhan couldn't make up his mind, and there was no perfect solution.

Yuehua said categorically: "Kill, one can't be tried, and the other can't be publicized, so he can only quietly take his Shao Ziqing's life." If you don't kill it, the emperor must also make a decision immediately and make plans in advance, otherwise, when the time comes, you will definitely be difficult to ride a tiger. ”

Lan Huaien has been detained in a cell for countless hours, but Mo Guhan and Yuehua did not embarrass her anymore and sent people to torture her. So, she didn't suffer too much.

At first, she was still counting the days in her heart, but later, as the days went by, she couldn't remember how much time had passed. From the small window of her cell, she could see the shadow of the sun slowly slanting westward, and then, in her expectant gaze, gradually sank like her heart.

It's just that the sun shadow will still climb up to her window the next day, and her heart can only fall inch by inch, and she will never see the light of day again.

The people in the palace are all rabble, and they and Gonggong Lin have been excavated one after another, and those people have either disappeared, or in order to clear up the relationship with themselves, they have hollowed out their own crimes and made matters worse for themselves.

Therefore, in those days, people came to interrogate every day, and she looked at those people with disdain and disdain, and did not say a word.

She sat in her cell, and she didn't feel that life here was so hard, because such a life was nothing more than a drop in the bucket compared to the hardships she had suffered as a child.

She watched her family die tragically, and the blood flowed like a river, and even, the hot blood of her family splashed on her face and eyes. When she opened her eyes, there was a blinding blood red in front of her, which directly burned her eyes.

From a daughter who was loved by hundreds of people, she instantly became a lonely and helpless criminal, and she had to endure the scolding of thousands of people.

At a young age, she realized that it was not easy for a person to survive. Fate is just in the hands of those who turn the clouds and rain.

She endured endless beatings, scolding, and spitting, and the knife-like wind and sand at the border not only destroyed her face, but also tortured her courage to survive.

She gritted her teeth, endured humiliation, and lived secretly, because her father had struggled to raise his shackled hand before he died, stroked her head, and told her earnestly: "No matter what torture and suffering you endure, you must grit your teeth and live, and you must not give up your life." Because, you are the only blood left in our Ding family, remember to avenge us and clear the infamy of our father. ”

There are no more people, what's the use of a clean reputation?

However, she still escaped death again and again, lifting back one foot from the ghost gate again and again, and struggling to survive again and again.

Sometimes, she endured the pain of her wounds, endured hunger, was exhausted, lay down on the ground, and complained to her father, why did she place such heavy hopes on her?

However, the whip rained down like drops, and the skin was open, and she still had to grit her teeth and stand up.

She couldn't stand such never-ending torture, it was dark all around, and she couldn't see any light, and if she continued to survive, it was just a dead end.

Especially when she gradually came out of the wind and sand at the border pass, the greedy eyes of those wicked people drilled into her tattered clothes like maggots on tarsal bones, and tried all kinds of excuses to drag her to a hidden place.

Like a hungry wolf on the grassland, she bared her fangs and sharp claws, defending the last treasure that belonged to her, and would rather die than give in.

Once by chance, twice by luck, she wasn't sure if she would have a third chance to escape.

She saw an opportunity, took advantage of the civil strife, and escaped from the enclosure of the slaves without looking back.

What she had set her sights on was beyond the walls, and though there were also greedy and savage marauders, she would rather die at their hands than bury her bones in this filthy land. She ran frantically, letting the sound of arrows and crossbows in her ears fly by with the wind.

The people chasing behind her shouted loudly, she didn't care, and there was only a dead end if she stopped anyway.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually approached, and three or five people gathered her in the center.

The leader sneered: "If this fugitive slave resists arrest, can he be killed on the spot?" ”

The person next to him smacked his lips, and a scarlet light had already appeared in his eyes: "There are hundreds or thousands of sin slaves dying here every year, and no one will ask about it, let alone how it died." ”

She kept an eye on the sword at the waist of those people, and her most extravagant wish was to die quickly under the tip of the sword.

Those who have not experienced this kind of despair will not understand the ecstatic mood you feel when someone descends from the sky and gives you hope of survival.

She kept him as a treasure in her heart, and she was so complacent that she never told anyone how good the young man was. Except for Chu Yuehua.

But how could Chu Yuehua, a person who has been pampered since childhood, understand his despair and the ecstasy of his new life at that time? She also didn't understand how much she was infatuated with that man.

She chased the man for two days and two nights, telling him categorically: "Either take me away, or let me die." ”

The man was still disdainful, took out a golden scimitar from his waist and threw it to her, and indifferently spat out two words from his thin lips: "Whatever"

She immediately drew her knife without hesitation and slashed it at her throat, the whole action was decisive and ruthless, as if she was not killing herself.

But the knife stopped an inch in front of his throat, and he couldn't move forward.

The man stood still, his slender fingers as long as jade bamboo still in the snow-like white sleeved robe, not stained with the slightest earthly fireworks. Only, a little bit of green stubble has just emerged on the chin, which is slightly immature.

She thought that she had really met a fairy.

Rolled over and fell to his knees in front of him, reverent and in awe.

Later, she followed him and learned that it was called Hun Tiangang Qi, which was a shocking internal strength method.