Chapter 62: Zi'er is in a catastrophe

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In the blink of an eye, it had been a few days, and as soon as the body of the high king surfaced, it was salvaged by his men. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was summer, the corpses had already begun to decompose, and a pungent stench filled the air. Even so, there are still many people who recognize the deceased as Dong Yong through the clothes of the deceased. Ignorant people would never have expected that the corpse lying in front of them was not Dong Yong, but King Gao.

"Isn't this Dong Yong? Even if he turns to ashes, we all recognize him. ”

"This is really good and evil, people like Dong Yong should have died a long time ago, and they are really innocent. ”

Just when people were talking about this matter, Dong Yong heard someone talking bad about him behind his back, and hurried over to see what was going on. Who the hell is chewing the root of the tongue behind the back?

I only heard a voice: "King Gao, here!" Then, Dong Yong appeared in front of everyone with confidence.

"Subordinate, see King Gao. When the servants saw that King Gao was coming, they knelt down and saluted.

It was the first time that so many people knelt down for him! Dong Yong was a little flattered, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. said: "No courtesy!"

"Yes, King Gao. ”

"Who is this person, how has this king never seen it?" Dong Yong looked at King Gao's corpse and asked puzzledly.

"Back to the prince, this person is the murderer who assassinated you that day, and he has now been arrested. ”

"This king has never been masked with him, he has no grudges in the past, and he has no enmity today, why did he put this king to death?" Dong Yong asked knowingly.

"Lord Wang, don't you know, this person's name is Dong Yong, not to assassinate the prince. ”

"Oh!" Dong Yong replied casually.

"The villain knows that this person is lazy and stubborn by nature. It is expected that he must want to climb over the wall to sneak into the palace, and want to eat and drink in the mansion. Unexpectedly, he drowned, and it took a lot of effort for the villain to salvage it ashore. A small guy hurriedly asked the prince for credit.

Dong Yong nodded with satisfaction, expressed his approval, and said with a smile, "It's done well, and there are many rewards." But who knows, he was already angry in his heart, and scolded: Little rabbit, your grandfather and I are still alive and well!

"Thank you, Lord Wang. ”

"Lord Wang, what are you going to do with this Dong Yong?" asked the palace steward.

Dong Yong thought about it and came up with a plan: that day, he pretended to be a ghost to scare the prince and was imprisoned in prison. If it weren't for the righteous sister who became his substitute ghost, she would have died in Huangquan by now. It's just that the Spirit King is ruthless, insidious and cunning, how can he easily let him go? It is better to give it to the Spirit King, and once the Spirit King comes, he will no longer pursue the matter. Second, the lady will definitely think that if she drowns and remarries someone else, I can marry another wife and take a concubine. It's a brilliant plan, so let's do it.

When the butler saw that the prince was silent, he said, "Why are you still stunned? Why don't you hurry up and drag him down to feed the dogs." ”

"Yes, steward, my subordinates will do it. ”

At this moment, Dong Yong suddenly spoke: "Wait! As the saying goes: death is the most important, and the dead are greater, and he is not assassinating this king, but this king has decided to open up to him." ”

"It's just that there's something wrong with this!" The housekeeper didn't know why the prince would help Dong Yong speak today.

"Dong Yong's actions are hateful, but the sin is not death, and he should be buried in peace. Dong Yong's face was expressionless, and he said eloquently.

"Lord Wang, you are really kind-hearted. Although the housekeeper has no good impression of Dong Yong, he has no mercy. But he didn't dare to disobey the prince's intentions. I had to say: "Don't go quickly, notify the family of the deceased, and bury him alive." ”

The next morning, it was just dawning. Before Lingxiao woke up, she was called out. I heard that the prince's birthday was approaching, so I specially summoned everyone in the palace this morning to discuss the matter in the hall.

"In a few days, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will come to the mansion with the crown princess to celebrate the birthday of the king, and there will be a banquet in the palace, everyone must behave well, otherwise don't blame the king, turn your face and don't recognize people..."

When the lady hiding behind the courtyard wall heard that the prince was coming to the mansion as a guest, she couldn't help but want to laugh. It is said that the prince was handsome and dashing, and when he showed talent, the women who saw him would be crazy about him. Although she used to have a crush on Jin Zha, it was just that Jin Zha danced with swords and swords all day long, and she didn't understand the charm at all. Now she might as well marry the crown prince! Maybe she can become a queen in the future, which is not bad. On the day of the feast, she was bound to put on her brightest clothes, put on her most expensive jewelry, and show her sexiest side to the prince, who must have been smitten.

Suddenly, Lingxiao shouted: "Okay, yes, can I let go of my belly again and eat my fill!"

"Haha!" the crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Look at you, all day long, you only know how to eat, and you don't have the slightest appearance of being a lady, and you have lost all the face of the palace. The Spirit King rebuked angrily.

"Hmph, who said that I have lost the face of the palace, and I am ashamed to eat, then you will not eat in the future, and if you starve to death, you will be regarded as the face of the palace." Lingxiao pouted and said confidently.

"Presumptuous! The Spirit King was out of breath.

"Father, take a sip of tea, dissipate your anger, and don't be like the children. Lingyu's father said. "Xiao'er, you can't say a few words. ”

"You're not my father, you care about me? My father has died on the battlefield a long time ago. Lingyu is your son, you should take care of Lingyu if you have time! lest he not learn well outside. Lingxiao grinned.

"Alas, bastard, no respect, no big or small, no understanding of any rules, just a crazy woman. What do you think I did in my last life?" said Lord Ling through gritted teeth.

At this moment, suddenly, a small group of people hurriedly broke in. said: "Report, lord, the big thing is not good!"

"What a bad thing!" said the Spirit King.

"Dong Yong, he, he's dead. ”

The Spirit King picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a disdainful face: "It's just a little thing, why make such a fuss." ”

"It's just that his body was dumped outside the gate. ”

As soon as the Spirit King heard this, the sip of tea he had just drunk almost spurted out. He asked, "Who dares to be so bold?"

"The subordinates didn't know, when they opened the door this morning, they saw that Dong Yong was thrown at the gate, and he was wrapped tightly in the straw mat. When his subordinates stepped forward to check, Dong Yong had no breath. ”

"And such absurd things, wait for this king to see what happens. The Spirit King said.

"Then doesn't Dong Yong have nine lives?

As soon as I went out, I saw Dong Yong's lady Zi'er holding Dong Yong's corpse, crying outside: "Dong Lang! You can't die! You open your eyes and look at me and Luo'er! How can you be so ruthless and leave us mother and son? You are dead, and I don't want to live!"

"The people are dead, and what is the use of saying this, he also heard. Lingxiao said.

"No, he won't die if I tell him, you must be lying to me! Zi'er said with tears in her eyes. She firmly believes that Dong Yong is still alive and Dong Yong is not dead.

"Mother, father, he is really dead this time, mother, don't be sad anymore. Although my father is not here, I will take good care of you for him. Dong Luo said.

A foul smell came to his nose, and the Spirit King couldn't help but cover his nose and said, "What smell? Why is it so bad?"

"The subordinates buried Dong Yong's body. ”

"Don't! My father-in-law is not dead! Lord, I beg you to save my father-in-law. On other days, the slave and maid are willing to make cattle and horses for you to repay your great kindness. Zi'er looked at everyone pitifully and pleaded bitterly.

"It's not that we don't save you, it's just that this man can't be resurrected after death. Now even if the gods descend to earth, you will have no skills to return to heaven!"

"Mother, you just let your father and him settle down!" Dong Luoke is a sensible person, knowing that the prince, his mother and son must not be offended.

"Why don't you hurry up and drag the body away and put it at the door. The Spirit King said.

"Don't! Zi'er used all her strength to pull Dong Yong's rotten hand, refusing to let go of anything, and several people couldn't drag Dong Yong, only to see the sweat on Zi'er's forehead rolling down like a bean.

The Spirit King has always been a ruthless person, and when he saw this scene, he was immediately furious. Seeing him, he said angrily: "If she doesn't let go, you will bury this king with Dong Yong." ”

Hearing this, all the people present were shocked.

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