Chapter 62: Zhou Zixin

The Lin family raided the house and destroyed the door, but Lin Wanqi was the only one who was protected by Bai Yu. The emperor doesn't care whether Lin Wanqi is dead or alive, Lin Qingping is dead, and it is the best choice for Lin Wanqi to stay in the imperial city, only in this way can the border guards continue to be held by the seven inches of loyalty.

Bai Yu is dead when he dies, the key is the Queen Mother behind him. As long as the Queen Mother does not fall, there will be a second and third Bai Yu.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once forged a good knife in his house."

For more than 20 years, Su Jiuli had already understood Emperor Chengwen's thoughts, he was afraid of Mobei and did not dare to abolish the reserve, but he thought that one day he would be able to be ashamed.

What he wants to see is that Su Jiuli has become a waste, rotten from his mind to the roots, bringing out the eloquence of the rest of the royal family.

"Erchen, just ask, one heart." Jiuli straightened his back and said respectfully.

"What a one-minded person, do you know who that is?" Emperor Chengwen lowered his head to look at him, his expression softened, "That's your mother's enemy, silly boy." ”

As he wished, Emperor Chengwen saw fear and compassion in Jiuli's eyes. This is what he wants, a Mobei man who is trapped by love and leans towards the side of the border guards, trapped in the feud between Mobei and the dynasty.

Such an indecisive person is what Emperor Chengwen wants.

"Su Jiuli, get up." Emperor Chengwen said, "You go to investigate this case, remember to take the time to see your mother, she is very concerned about you." ”

The mother concubine naturally refers to the queen of the dynasty, Su Linchuan's biological mother. After he captured Su Linchuan from the Shangshi Bureau, the queen couldn't wait to curse him day and night, asking him to apologize for his crime with death. How could it be that he could be missed.

He knew what Emperor Chengwen meant, and it was nothing more than finding a reason to let Su Linchuan go. Don't worry, how can he be so smart and understand the sound outside the strings.

Jiu Li hooked the corners of his lips, turned his head and went to the inner court.

Zhao Wenyu has been transferred to the Heart Cultivation Hall to serve, and the inner court is full of palace people serving various palaces, and he was a little surprised to see Jiu Lilai. He took out a scroll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to the little eunuch by the door, "I'll come to pick up the things that were sealed on the day of the palace banquet." ”

"Zhao Zhangshi instructed that those things should be handed over to Dali Temple, and Dali Temple Qing must personally suppress them."

"I know." Jiu Li's eyebrows were indifferent and detached, and he said softly. He twisted the piece of paper and rubbed it lightly with his thumb, "It's just to check, don't take it away." Zhao Zhangshi asked and showed him this. ”

At the palace banquet that day, Linghe Chi Xuan presented a picture scroll to Emperor Chengwen, if Jiuli is not mistaken, it should be a portrait of Princess Mobei. Linghe Chi Xuan's trip also had a purpose, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Su Jiuli's biological mother died in the harem in vain, and asked Emperor Chengwen to marry the princess and marry Mobei Heqin.

This portrait will change Su Jiuli's position, and it is also Mobei's decision to abandon the car to protect the marshal, in exchange for the determination of Emperor Chengwen to make peace.

Emperor Chengwen is now in good health, waiting for Su Jiuli to succeed to the throne, and the soldiers of Mobei have already starved to death under the frozen soil.

They want to exchange Su Jiuli's position as the crown prince for food this winter.

Su Jiuli lost the support of the so-called Mobei, and he would definitely die.

Inside the house, Su Jiuli was facing the full eyes of the utensils, and all the things on the palace banquet were sealed here, waiting to be handed over to Dali Temple for trial, including the palace people locked outside.

The little eunuch was standing beside Jiu Li, staring at him all the time, for fear that something would go wrong and his head would fall to the ground. Jiuli didn't go to get the scroll, but stopped for a long time in front of the wine glass he had presented. Then he turned around and left, and as expected, tomorrow this wine glass will be individually sealed and escorted to Dali Temple.

After all, the prince has personally come to see this thing, and there must be something strange.

This trick Jiuli had used as early as when Chaoling was mixed into the Chu Taifu Poetry Club, and the world was suspicious and gave him endless loopholes.

The next day, Cheng Yu swapped the forgotten scroll in the convoy escorting the physical evidence and brought it to Jiu Li.

"Won't Your Highness open it and take a look?"

Jiuli closed his eyes and said coldly, "It's burned." ”

Cheng Yu took the order, Jiuli no longer remembered the appearance of this Mobei princess, and there was only white paper money flying in the sky in her memory, and there was nothing else.

She didn't want to know, they had caused too much trouble for each other to remember.

"Your Highness, look." Cheng Yu hurriedly came in with the scroll, and there was still a spark climbing up at the end, and he shook the scroll in front of Jiu Li, "Your Highness." ”

Jiuli opened his eyes irritably, with carbon ash and heat, and took in the broken half of the scroll, "Tomorrow, Xinghua Restaurant, Fusang Gongzi." ”

The crooked handwriting can tell who wrote it at a glance.

This person is too smart, and he is so clever that he catches Jiuli off guard.

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In the Xinghua Restaurant, Chao Ling emptied his wallet and ordered a large table of dishes, and was happily roasting his feet around the brazier.

She still prefers the imperial city, the warm room, and the sweet food.

The husband went around downstairs a few times, and the drum never hit Shen Shi from time to time, and she surrounded those dishes and ate crystal elbows, lotus root pork rib soup, and steamed meatballs.

began to expect that Su Jiuli would not come.

After beckoning the shopkeeper to serve another pot of hot tea, she burped and began to think.

Jiuli either really has amnesia, or he is determined to lose his memory. There is no difference between these two things in the plot, she is still a future rebel and thief, and Jiuli is still the future Emperor Xuanlin.

She couldn't tell what she was obsessed with, maybe she was used to hearing his soft words coaxing her, and then she couldn't get used to the cold background on that face.

Or, she just likes Jiuli, there's nothing bad to admit, mortal love and love are just a lifetime, it's too short for the gods, and it doesn't matter if you can't love it.

After enlightening himself, Chaoling was happy again. She leaned back in her chair in satisfaction, drowsy.

There was a bang in front of her, and the water stains gradually opened, scaring her awake. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the man in a daze, her sharp instincts alerting her to danger in the house.

In an instant, she made a decision, elbowed the man on the back, grabbed her chopsticks against the back of his neck, and pulled him back, quickly retreating to the position of her sword. Relying on Lin Wanqi's excellent conditioned reflex, she pressed the scabbard with her hind foot, swiped upward, and the long sword came out of the sheath and landed steadily in Chaoling's hand.

With a sweep of the sword, the teacup on the table extinguished the candlelight, and the room suddenly darkened. Chao Ling dragged the man to hide in the shadows, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”

In the moonlight, the man's face was extremely thin, his cheeks were sunken, and his face was sallow, like a starving ghost. His voice was hoarse, his lips were chapped, and he said tremblingly, "General Lin, it's me." ”

Chaoling went through all the people he could think of, but he never had any impression. The sword in his hand tightened, and he watched as the door pushed open a crack and a head poked out.

Mobei people.

Mobei alien braided hair tattoos, the overall dress can be recognized at a glance. He carried a broad knife, probed and scanned the room, Chao Ling covered the man's mouth, and hid his whole body behind the door.

The man didn't make a sound, and only the bracelets on Mobei's people jingled in the room. The cold light of the broad knife reflected Chaoling's face, and she hid behind the Mobei people, waiting for an opportunity to move.

She can't make a rash move, even if she has a chance to kill with one blow. But after all, he is a member of the Mobei Mission, and his death in the capital will definitely cause an uproar.

It depends on whether the person is worth it or not.

Chao Ling took advantage of the gap to look at the person, his whole body exuded an aura like a tide insect, as if he had been in a dark place for a long time to get into the habit of being contaminated, he spoke fluent Chinese, pretending to be gray to see what he looked like, but he was chased by the Mobei people.

Daigo was empowered, and she thought of a person.

Zhou Zixin.

Once Ling He Chi Xuan said that Zhou Zixin was in his hands, and he also used it as a bargaining chip to trade with Chaoling. Now this person is in rags, chased by a group of Mobei people, and all signs are worthy of Zhou Zixin.

"Zhou Yushi, hurry up." Chao Ling suddenly spoke, and the person in front of him subconsciously clenched Chao Ling's arm when he heard his name, which confirmed Chao Ling's conjecture in disguise.

Chao Ling carried the back of Zhou Zixin's neck, swept the long sword, and went straight to the door of Mobeiren. She was light and fast, and her long sword and broad sword collided and buzzed, and she tapped between her feet and broke through the window with her strength.

In the backyard, Chao Ling didn't run again, turned his wrist, and put the long sword on Zhou Zixin's neck, "Zhou Zixin? ”

She looked coldly at the person in front of her, and the shape was erect under the wide robe, and she couldn't help but feel pitiful. What's more, he was still the former parent official in Jiaozhou, but Chaoling left these behind and asked, "How did you run out?" ”

In that year's Jiaozhou grain draft, Bai Yu used the military newspaper to pretend to be Lin Qingping to transfer grain, and the relationship between this incident and the defeat of Pingning Pass is unknown. This case involved a wide range of cases, and Chaoling once felt that Zhou Zixin knew that he had the key evidence of Bai Yu's fornication with Mobei, and was preparing to present his case in front of the palace, which led to the disaster of death.

This person died nine times and was secretly taken to the imperial city by Ling He Chi Xuan, obviously to be his last life amulet, either to help Chao Ling defeat the Queen Mother, or to negotiate peace with the Queen Mother to get help.

No matter which side Ling He Chixuan leaned towards in the end, Zhou Zixin should be well hidden by him.

Zhou Zixin is a scholar, how could he run out of Ling He Chi Xuan's hands. Even if it was to run out, it would have run a long time ago, why didn't you run until now.

"Zhou Yushi, the one chasing you is upstairs. Long story short. She pressed her sword against his neck, and spoke softly, threateningly.

Zhou Zixin knew that he couldn't gain Chaoling's trust at all, he had no evidence, and she wouldn't believe anything he said. only said, "I ran out while I was in chaos, and today the inn of the Mobei Mission caught fire, and I ran out of the chain that locked me." ”

Chao Ling looked at the deep bone scars on his wrists, and felt that this was true. Then he asked, "Who let you out?" Why did you come to me? ”

She doesn't believe that if the chain is loose, there must be someone behind her to help. And Zhou Zixin knew him, he dared to believe him, and dared to run out of prison thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, the sound of a long arrow leaving the string in her ears made her hair tremble, and she turned her head to avoid it, and then the second arrow whistled.

She protected Zhou Zixin behind her, her eyes scanning the tall buildings, trying to find the source of the cold arrow.

Things have exceeded Chaoling's imagination, and countless thoughts crossed Chaoling's mind in an instant. These people are in ambush and are waiting for her here.

Someone deliberately released Zhou Zixin and led Chaoling here, preparing to catch turtles in an urn.