Of course, although Jing Shen had no intention of accepting a concubine for the time being, and he also prevented the minister from mentioning this matter in the main hall, he couldn't stop those people from giving him away.

For example, when he was resting and drinking tea, he met two girls who were lost in the palace.

Jing Shen promoted a little eunuch, and the young little eunuch was reused, and he did his best extraordinarily, and he couldn't escape his eyes.

Seeing the two coming, the little eunuch immediately said: "Your Majesty, it's Miss Shangguan Yuwan of the Shangguan family and Miss Wei Fu of the Weiguo Mansion. ”

Jing Shen took a look, Shangguan Yuwan and Wei Fu were only seventeen or eighteen years old, and their beauty was also superior, dressed in a light and moderate dress, elegant and delicate but not abrupt, the two beauties appeared together, which can be said to be a good scenery.

The little eunuch looked at Jing Shen staring at the two of them, this was a play, a trace of ambiguity flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly lowered his head: "But do you want the slave to invite the two young ladies over?" ”

"No, you don't." Jing Shen immediately stopped and retracted his gaze: "How could they appear in the palace?" ”

The little eunuch naturally didn't know how the two of them came here, but he would guess.

"Miss Weifu's cousin, the title of Concubine Ying, gave birth to a daughter, that is, the late Princess Kang'an, who lived in a simple house after that, and now they are also in the harem together, didn't you order them to be sent to another courtyard? It is estimated that she came to visit Concubine Ying's mother and talk about herself, as for why she was able to come in, Dongfang Shangshu's wife is Miss Shangguan's sister, and she should have something to do with her. ”

Jing Shen picked up the fold in his hand and flipped through it, but he didn't read the content, thought for a while, and put down the fold: "Go back to the political hall and put these things away." ”

"The minions obey." The little eunuch immediately took the tray to collect things, and his eyes swept over the two people who were getting closer and closer to this side, the two girls, twenty-eight years old, beautiful and moving, but unfortunately the emperor should not be able to take a fancy to it.

The emperor wants to suppress the official family, how can he accept the girl from the official family?

Jing Shen really didn't plan to accept the people of the Shangguan family and the Wei family, the Shangguan family was doomed to decline, even if Princess Luo Qiong was still in the Shangguan family, he would not give the Shangguan family a chance, and Wei Shu would not agree.

And the Wei family, the Wei Mansion without the Wei Family Army, is worthless.

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Marshal's Mansion, Xigui and Beishuang rushed back, Mu Jiu hadn't woken up yet, and Xiao Junshu had been guarding her.

"Master."

Xiao Junshu rolled his eyes and looked over: "How?" ”

Xigui said: "The subordinates caught Jing Shun, Feng was killed by him, King Jing died under the arrows, he sent King Rui away, we only caught him and a few of his subordinates, who were originally going to be brought back, but were robbed halfway." ”

"Robbed?" Xiao Junshu raised his eyebrows and looked at them suspiciously: "Is there anyone else who can rob people under your hands?" ”

"Yes." Beishuang nodded: "Monk Mingguang." ”

Xiao Junshu: "......" person, he really didn't expect it.

What did Mingguang do with Jing Shun? Temper him? This is obviously impossible, not to mention before, let's just say that this time, the people arranged by Jing Shun came to the Marshal's Mansion to massacre, and almost killed Mu Jiu, based on this alone, Mingguang would not specifically save him, so could it be that this monk still wants to start a killing ring?

"That's it, don't worry about him here, Beishuang, you go to southern Xinjiang."

Beishuang knew about those Gu people that night, and nodded: "My subordinates will set off." ”

Xiao Junshu turned his head to see Mu Jiu lying on the bed, rubbing his eyebrows, she hasn't woken up yet, how long will she have to sleep?

Tailing of Yan Kingdom, Mingguang in white dragged a person up slowly, he went to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

On one side of the emperor's mausoleum is the prince's mausoleum, the first emperor's mausoleum was completed, but the prince was too young when he died, and he didn't have time to repair the mausoleum, and finally the husband and wife were buried together on the east side of the emperor's mausoleum.

Mingguang had already worshiped separately before going to Yan Palace, and this time, he was only for one last thing.

"Yinlun, I was wrong, Fifth Uncle was wrong...... You let me go..... Aren't you a monk? You can't kill me, you spare me......"

Jing Shun was dragged by Mingguang, with less air in and more breath, he felt that he was dying, but Mingguang still hung his breath with excellent medicine, so that he couldn't die.

Of course, he doesn't want to die at all, he still wants to take revenge, find Wei Shu for revenge, no matter what method is used, he must drag Wei Shu to accompany him to the funeral.

Jing Shun sighed one by one, his voice was inaudible, but this place was remote and deserted, and Mingguang was a person who practiced martial arts, so he could naturally hear his voice.

"Fifth uncle? You're really my good fifth uncle, so ...... I won't kill you......" His life is so sinful, how can he deserve to be killed for it?

Mingguang left Jing Shun behind, and they arrived.

In front of him is a stone tablet three sides and three feet high, which is engraved with the great achievements of the first emperor's life, the first emperor is the real benevolent and virtuous Ming Jun in the Yan world, and the only thing he did wrong was to underestimate his son's wolf ambition.

The first emperor was not unaware of Jing Shun's badness, but his benevolence prevented him from killing his son, but he kept spurring and teaching, but it backfired, making Jing Shun completely embark on the path of bloodthirsty and cruel.

Mingguang bowed down respectfully with the great gift of Yan Guo, and after kowtowing, he slowly got up and looked at Jing Shun: "Do you recognize here?" ”

Jing Shun didn't speak, his eyes widened, where could he not remember? This is what he personally sent the first emperor in.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Mingguang looked at him, there was a moment of bloodlust flashing in the eyes of the Buddha, he hated, the tragic death of his parents that night, the bloody portrayal in his memory, he couldn't wait to break the body of the person in front of him into thousands of pieces with his own hands, but looking at his embarrassed and disgusting appearance now, he restrained, for the sake of the person in front of him to ruin his cultivation, it was not worth it.

Mingguang raised his hand, and three rickety figures appeared beside them, they were dressed in black, their faces were pale, their faces were wrinkled, their eyes were cloudy, as if they had no eyeballs, these people were the tomb keepers of the emperor's tomb, and they were also the people of the first emperor's dark dragon guard.

Mingguang bowed deeply and respectfully: "I'm sorry for everyone." ”

The three of them bowed to Mingguang slightly, their figures flashed, and they disappeared with Jing Shun in their hands.

"No, ......" Jing Shun exclaimed, he didn't want to come to the Emperor's Mausoleum, if he entered the Emperor's Mausoleum, and fell into the hands of these people, he would definitely be worse off than dead.

Mingguang looked at the huge mountain in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, and folded his hands: "Amitabha." ”

He shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of the world anymore, but he moved Shu'er, the person who was reluctant to hurt even a single hair of his hair, and he was already the most unforgivable, where was the eighteenth layer of hell enough for him to repay? It's too easy to die.

In the imperial tomb, there is no daylight, the dark dragon guard will not let him die, they will let Jing Shun live, live in fear every day, life is better than death.

No one would have thought that Jing Shun would eventually be sent to the emperor's tomb, so no one could save him.

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