"Extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire".

Zhu Qi suppressed his voice and shouted eagerly.

The two of them were in a hurry, and finally put out the open fire in the stove. Zhu Qizhen and the others had just come out of the felt bag, and Yuan Bin, who was guarding the wind outside, also leaned over when he saw this.

In order to avoid Haibei, the three of them specially went to Jingyuan, Yuan Bin's felt bag.

"Great news, really great news", Zhu Qizhen raised his eyebrows, and couldn't stop being happy.

"I see, this hot air balloon is a little rougher, and the workmanship is worse, but there is generally no problem, it looks solid, and if you try it, you can fly.

If you want to fly ten miles away, there should be no problem. ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the felt bag suddenly became cheerful.

Jing Yuan suddenly remembered something and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to leave tomorrow night, that Warat man ......"

Jing Yuan is talking about Haibete.

If she wants to leave tomorrow, it is impossible to hide this movement from her eyes.

Although she is the daughter of Boyan, and Boyan is now working for Daming, she is still a Warat after all......

Jing Yuan firmly believes that the words of the ancestors are not my race, and their hearts will be different.

When dealing with foreign races, you must not trust them all, and you must not be unguarded.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that tomorrow's words ......"

Jing Yuan made a gesture with a hand knife.

Kill her, this is the most entrusted method, to prevent future troubles.

Zhu Qizhen was silent for a moment.

Jing Yuan saw that Zhu Qizhen didn't say a word, thinking that Zhu Qizhen couldn't bear it.

After all, Lao Tzu helped his group of people escape, no matter what the reason was, for what purpose, in the final analysis, it could be regarded as a great achievement.

As a result, we turned around and slaughtered other girls, which does seem a bit ......

It is more Warat than the Warat people, which is really not in line with the identity of the Heavenly Empire.

What's more, it's Zhu Qizhen, the dignified Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

It's really unseemly......

But now, although Jing Yuan feels that this move is a bit shameful, he is in a hurry, and he doesn't care about these vain heads.

If it is because of this Warat man who has ruined His Majesty's great affairs, then it is a sin that deserves death.

As for anything else, it is nothing compared to ensuring the safety of Zhu Qizhen and eliminating potential threats.

"The minister knows His Majesty's bodhisattva's heart, and the minister is willing to work for His Majesty."

Jing Yuan said.

Yuan Bin, who had not spoken a word on the side, had the courage to speak cautiously, and then Mao recommended himself: "Your Majesty, Lord Du Wei is a person with status, and he is upright, and Lord Du Wei should not touch this matter."

But the minister is different, the minister is a brocade guard, and he should share his majesty's worries. ”

What is Jinyiwei?

Born to do the dirty work for the emperor.

Zhu Qizhen looked at the two of them competing for help, and knew that these two people were afraid that they had misunderstood what they meant.

"This person can't be killed, I want to take her with me."

Zhu Qizhen decided to bring it.

Zhu Qizhen firmly believes that the living are more valuable than the dead, and when placed in the position where they should be placed, they can always play their due role.

Therefore, the living Haibei is much more useful than the dead Haibie, and the identity of Boyan's daughter may not be able to make some articles in the future.

"Your Majesty, in case this person ......"

Jing Yuan also wanted to argue a few words.

"There's no whatever, I have my own plans."

Zhu Qizhen's words were concise and to the point, revealing a taste that could not be ignored.

Under the majesty of the Son of Heaven, Jing Yuan had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

Next, Zhu Qizhen arranged things for the two of them, and as for Haibei, it was handed over to Zhu Qizhen himself.

The next day, there was no difference from usual, and the Warat people who came to Zhu Qizhen brought a jar of wine, saying that it was a good wine in the Central Plains, and the head of his family, Boyan, specially dedicated it to the Ming Emperor.

In the evening, two bags were brought with them, saying that they contained cow dung and charcoal for heating.

This charcoal is naturally for Zhu Qizhen, and the cow dung is for Yuan Bin, and the well source is used to make a fire for heating.

Yuan Bin relied on the professional habits of Jinyiwei, and at first glance, he noticed that the person who sent charcoal was a new face that he had never seen before.

As soon as the bag was in hand, Yuan Bin knew that one of the bags was definitely not filled with charcoal or cow dung.

Yuan Bin carried the bag to a place where no one was, and after opening it, sure enough, there was a young female corpse inside.

That night, Zhu Qizhen took out a small bag of pastries and put it on the table, and then gestured to Hai Bei with his eyes.

Haibei looked like he was not being eaten, but he still swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and asked knowingly, "What is this?" ”

Zhu Qizhen said truthfully: "This is what Boyan brought to you yesterday, let me pass it on to you." ”

"I brought it with Abu?"

Hai Bei glanced at Zhu Qizhen slyly, and suddenly his face turned red, and he was angry: "I Abu brought it to me yesterday, why are you only giving it to me now?"

Say, did you steal it? ”

Zhu Qizhen: ......

Haibei devoured it, and looked up at Zhu Qizhen vigilantly from time to time, looking like protecting food.

After a while, a bag of cakes that was half a catty small was eaten by her alone.

Habel hiccuped and sat down at the table contentedly.

But after a while, it was probably sleepy after the meal, Haibei felt dizzy in her brain, and her consciousness gradually faded away, lying on the table, her eyelids fighting, and her eyes were sleepy.

The last thing she saw was Zhu Qizhen's smiling bright face.

"Haibei, Haibei, wake up, your father is here, wake up, I'm going to kill your old man......"

The man lying on the table did not react.

After Zhu Qizhen's temptation, he was relieved.

Zhu Qizhen looked at this and secretly scolded himself: "How much medicine has this Boyan put in, the effect is so fast, and the strength of the medicine is so big, it looks like a large dose."

This is his own daughter......"

But it didn't matter, Zhu Qizhen shouted: "Come in." ”

Jingyuan, who was guarding outside the felt bag early, opened the curtain door and entered.

Looking at Haibie who was unconscious on the side, the hearts of the two of them were relieved.

"Everything?"

Zhu Qizhen asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, everything is ready."

"What about Yuan Bin? Where is he. ”

Saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Yuan Bin dragged his pocket into the tent.

"Open."

Yuan Bin opened his pocket with his hands and feet and dragged out the female corpse.

At this time, the three of them found that the female corpse and Haibei were almost the same in terms of body shape, age, and even clothing.

can find such a person, it seems that Boyan has also wasted some thoughts.

Boyan wanted Hai Bei to follow Zhu Qizhen, but at the same time, he couldn't let him doubt himself first.

With Zhu Qizhen alone, it is impossible to escape, so there must be traitors within Wara.

The first one will suspect himself.

Zhu Qizhen gave him an idea, the tanuki for the prince.

In this way, not only can Boyan get what he wants, but also help him clear his suspicions.

After all, his daughter died in the hands of Zhu Qizhen, and the two are not incompatible.

"Yuan Bin, make up a knife in your neck, and then scatter the wine on your body."

Zhu Qizhen explained.

Yuan Bin slashed the female corpse's neck as instructed, pretending to be killed with a knife.

Zhu Qizhen endured the discomfort, took a hairpin from Haibie's bun, and inserted it on the head of the female corpse.

A murder scene falsification is inseparable.