"Meng Beihe hated Han Chengyu, the king of Ning, and Wei Yuanlong, the marquis of Zhenbei, and he was afraid that he wanted to wait for them to escape from the emperor's house arrest, and then his intentions would be unfavorable."

Shen Yuan thought carefully, just looking at Meng Beihe's crazy and lifeless appearance, Bai Qiurui immediately agreed with this opinion.

So, everyone immediately decided to rush to the temple to see the situation first.

"I've said everything that should have been said and what shouldn't have been said, you guys...... Let me go. ”

The unfortunate man was stripped of his clothes, and only his close-fitting shirt remained, and he looked quite pitiful when he was tied to a stone.

However, it would have been better if he hadn't spoken out, and everyone would have ignored him.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he opened his mouth, he drew the attention of several people back.

Gu Yi raised his eyebrows when he saw him like this, and without saying a word, it was a hand knife, which stunned people alive.

"This guy is still a little useful, and he can't run away for the time being, so let's do it first."

After speaking, he waved his hand and took the lead in leading the way, and the group quickly walked towards the Ziyang Temple not far away.

Bai Qiurui only discovered at this time that it turned out that this Ziyang Mountain and the Taoist Temple were basically in an adjacent state, no wonder the secret passage in the Taoist Temple could dig a direct path to the mountain.

The Taoist temple rushed from the mountain is not far away, and after a cup of tea, several people are already standing at the door of the Ziyang Temple.

With Shen Yuan's identity here, the guards at the door were naturally respectful, and the four of them entered the temple unimpeded.

At this moment, it was getting late, and it was covered with a faint layer of gray.

Walking into the Taoist temple, the sun sets in the purple sun view, which is completely different from the people coming and going during the day.

At the moment, there are lights everywhere in the view, but there is no half of the person in sight.

"The place of worship is in the backyard."

Shen Yuan spoke coldly, then took a step and walked straight towards the backyard.

Stepping on the bluestone path and passing through the winding corridor, Bai Qiurui followed Shen Yuan into the backyard of Ziyang Temple at the same time.

The backyard of the Taoist temple in front of you is much larger than the front yard, and in front of the altar that can be seen at a glance at the gate of the courtyard, there is a person standing quietly.

The man had his back to them, and he didn't know how long he had stood there, straight like a statue.

Bai Qiurui carefully looked at his back, dressed in a dark purple robe, with a white jade crown tied up with black hair, which had already overlapped with the people he had seen in the elegant room.

Who is this person who is not Meng Beihe?

The footsteps of the four of them reached Meng Beihe's ears clearly, and he still didn't move, standing quietly with his back to them, as if he was not at all surprised that they would return.

"Shen Yuan, are you going to stop me?"

This was the first time Bai Qiurui had listened to Meng Beihe's voice from a quiet distance, compared to listening through the door of the elegant room before, now the other party's unobstructed voice came into her ears, and she suddenly felt a little abnormal.

Meng Beihe's voice didn't feel anything at first glance, but if you listened carefully, you couldn't help but find that there was an indescribable rhythm in his voice.

If you insist on using an analogy, it's like a damaged throat and barely carrying a booster tube when you speak.

It has a unique hoarse voice in the subtlety, which is very distinctive.

This made Bai Qiurui a little suspicious of Meng Beihe's age, she was a middle-aged man just looking at the back image.

However, the voice was also a bit like that of a young man with a damaged voice.

"Stop it, I can act as if it didn't happen."

Shen Yuan opened his mouth lightly, his tone was neither salty nor light, and his expression was unprecedentedly calm.

As soon as his words fell, Meng Beihe, who had been standing with his back to them, suddenly sneered, and then he turned to look at Shen Yuan.

"Didn't happen? No, you're wrong. ”

Meng Beihe's voice was cold, and he didn't know what he thought, his face distorted for a moment.

"Wait until tomorrow, and it'll be over."

Shen Yuan frowned: "Have you ever thought that once the emperor is assassinated and the royal family is destroyed, the whole world will be in chaos." ”

This was originally a word of admonition, but as soon as Shen Yuan finished speaking, Meng Beihe on the other side immediately ridiculed him as if he had been stimulated by something.

"The world is in chaos? Hahahaha...... It's so funny. ”

Meng Beihe suddenly laughed insolently, his voice laughing wantonly, but there was no trace of a smile on his face.

Then, his face suddenly darkened: "This world is not fought by him, the chaos is chaotic, what does it have to do with him?" ”

Meng Beihe didn't care about this naked derogation, and opening his mouth was disrespectful, enough to go to prison.

Shen Yuan's words are like a lead, and the word 'world' is the last word that can be mentioned.

Thinking that the Meng family is full of loyalty, generations of generals, nine generals died on the battlefield before and after, and in the end they were all beheaded and treasonous.

It's ironic to think about, but it's irreparable.

Bai Qiurui looked at Meng Beihe, who didn't care about everything at all, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Once the emperor and the entire royal family are assassinated, it is difficult to guarantee that the common people will not be harmed, they are all innocent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Beihe asked rhetorically: "Are they innocent?" If it weren't for the Blue Dragon Army's desperate efforts to protect their territory in the past, they would still be so stable now? ”

Bai Qiurui looked at Meng Beihe head-on for the first time, and at this glance, she only felt that the other party did not seem to be the middle-aged man she imagined, but on the contrary, it seemed to be in her prime.

The person on the other side was also looking at Bai Qiurui, but his ultimate goal was not here, so he just raised his eyes and swept over and didn't pay too much attention.

From Meng Beihe's paranoid words, Bai Qiurui already knew that the other party was completely blackened, and the general who once fought on the battlefield was now completely reduced to a puppet of hatred.

"The only culprits who framed the Qinglong Army and the Meng clan from beginning to end are King Ning and the Marquis of Zhenbei, and if you want to take revenge on the two of them, it is the most fundamental."

Shen Yuan's dark eyes looked at Meng Beihe, his face complicated.

The man standing opposite him sneered: "Of course, how could I let go of the two of them who are embarrassed and greedy for power." ”

Meng Beihe showed a strange smile, and then clapped his hands.

Moments later, there was a stumbling sound of footsteps in the depths of the backyard.

Bai Qiurui turned her head to look, and saw four men, one on the left and one on the right, escorting two people over separately.

A little farther away, Bai Qiurui only saw that the two people who were escorted were each wearing black hoods, and she couldn't tell who it was.

When she got closer, she could only focus on the clothes of the two.

Judging from the fabric and shape of the clothes, the identities of the two are extraordinary.

Combined with Meng Beihe's words, Bai Qiurui vaguely guessed the identities of these two people.

Those present were all smart people, and their eyes fell on the two people who were escorted.

When they got closer, the hoods of the two were torn off, and the first thing that caught the eye was the black cloth stuffed in their mouths.

After Bai Qiurui saw one of the familiar faces, it was already an expected result.

These two people are Han Chengyu, the king of Ning, and Wei Yuanlong, the marquis of Zhenbei.

Bai Qiurui felt that Shen Yuan's expression beside her had changed a little, and a layer of haze was also shrouded in her.

Her heart fluttered, and suddenly she thought of something that she had almost overlooked.

Shen Yuan's father, Shen Changfeng, was also killed by these two people.

At the beginning, it was precisely because Shen Changfeng had a strict judgment that blocked the way of the two, so he was framed by the two.

Now that the enemy who killed his father is close at hand, what kind of psychology does Shen Yuan have?

Bai Qiurui looked at Shen Yuan's appearance and was a little worried.

She knew that Shen Yuan had always been very calm, no matter what time it was, this man was calm and terrifying.

Even when he encounters a living corpse in the underground secret passage of Guanli, he is just as calm.

And the only thing that could affect his heart was about his father.

Bai Qiurui hadn't forgotten that on the second floor of the small attic of the Criminal Department, where the case files were kept, Shen Yuan's last gaffe.

"You deliberately designed to capture them here under the pretext of helping them escape from house arrest."

Shen Yuan frowned, looking at Meng Beihe's gaze a little colder.

"That's right, just to convince them that the emperor knew what they were doing, and was about to put them in prison and behead them, it took me a lot of effort."

Meng Beihe very happily admitted what he had done, and then he smiled.

"Sacrifice to the heavens, comfort the heavens, this reverence for the gods, how can it be enough to sacrifice only livestock."

After speaking, he moved his gaze to Han Chengyu, the king of Ning, who was suppressed and couldn't move, and Wei Yuanlong, the marquis of Zhenbei, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were colder than Jiuyou.

"Let's use the two of you to sacrifice to the heavens!"

He said this lightly, and said the most desperate words in the most relaxed tone.

The two people who were held by Meng Beihe couldn't move, and they couldn't make a sound because of the black cloth stuffed in their mouths, but Bai Qiurui could see that the two of them looked very frightened.

"Tomorrow, the emperor will arrive at Ziyang to worship the heavens, and then two noble and honorable court ministers will sacrifice themselves, and the heavens will definitely thank this sincere wish."

When the two saw Meng Beihe say this, they struggled and screamed in their mouths.

Bai Qiurui looked at Meng Beihe, the other party was like a demon with a gentle smile at the moment, and she was unconsciously a little afraid in her heart.

first designed to kill the judge who violated Yang Fengyin, and then used the fire in Ning Wang's Mansion to get the letter that framed the Qinglong Army back then.

and secretly calculated King Ning and Zhenbei Hou, so that the two were willing to flee so that they could easily catch the two.

In the end, he was going to sacrifice the two of them to the sky, or calculated the time for the emperor to come up tomorrow and do it himself, and then use gunpowder to send the entire royal family and a group of relatives to the western sky.

This is simply a link after a link, interlocking, and a group of people accurately calculated.

"If General Meng was still here, would he be willing to see his beloved son become like this?"

Shen Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally said such a sentence.

Meng Beihe's expression had gradually become distorted, and he walked closer to Shen Yuan, and the two of them were standing facing each other.

Shen Yuan looked up at him, and Meng Beihe suddenly reached out and ripped open the collar on his chest, revealing the neck part.

"Do I care about this if I'm like this?"

He said coldly, showing the state of his neck to Shen Yuan clearly.

The moment Bai Qiurui touched Meng Beihe's neck, she heard Gu Yi and Sui Hong beside her take a cool breath at the same time.

There was a very deep scar on his neck, and it didn't look like an accident or accident.

And it is very intuitive and clear, it was left by someone who cut it with a sharp knife and cut his throat.

Almost instantly, Bai Qiurui immediately understood what was going on with Meng Beihe's throat.

The wound on his neck was the source of his unusual voice.

"I crawled out of the pile of dead people, and I was just a little bit closer, and I couldn't wake up."

Meng Beihe stared at Shen Yuan, and a crazy look appeared in his eyes: "If it were you, would you let them go?" ”

The cold voice, like the sound of hell, carries a strong breath of death.

Shen Yuan looked at the wound on Meng Beihe's neck, and his expression changed.

His dark eyes flashed a hint of discoloration, and then he spoke: "Remove the gunpowder, these two people are at your disposal, just hand over the corpse to me, and I will go to the imperial court to return the rest." ”

This was the biggest concession Shen Yuan could make, he couldn't see Meng Beihe's intention to wipe out the entire royal family and relatives.

The only thing that could be agreed was to hand over Han Chengyu, the king of Ning, and Wei Yuanlong, the marquis of Zhenbei, to Meng Beihe and let him dispose of them.

Bai Qiurui was not much surprised by the decision made by Shen Yuan, which was also the best way she could think of.

In this way, as long as Meng Beihe gives up his revenge on the emperor, then everything Shen Yuan will hide for him.

No matter how much he abused Han Chengyu and Wei Yuanlong, even if he stabbed them, it was nothing.

In a sense, they escaped from the mansion without permission, intending to escape from the emperor's control, which is already a felony.

Coupled with the information that Shen Yuan currently has in his hands, and now that Meng Beihe has killed the two, Shen Yuan still has a way to settle all this.

There is an old saying that there is no proof of death.

When a man dies, everything about him is not left to others to say.

What's more, the two of them are already extremely guilty and have many crimes.

Even if they were alive, Shen Yuan would not let them go lightly. Because in addition to the case of the Qinglong Army, the case of Shen Yuan's father will also suppress the two of them.

Shen Yuan's proposal made Meng Beihe pause, his gaze swept over Han Chengyu and Wei Yuanlong, and then he spoke quite curiously.

"With you, you want to erase the existence of the two of them in front of the emperor?"

Shen Yuan said indifferently: "They are not important now, they are already burdened with serious cases, and now they have absconded from the mansion, and they are already dispensable." ”

Now the top priority is to get Meng Beihe to agree to this good request, which is almost beneficial to him.

The only condition is just to let him stop going to the emperor for revenge and let go of the royal family's relatives.

Because once this matter becomes big, let him do it according to his own purpose, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Seeing this, Bai Qiurui spoke: "The dead cannot be traced, they need someone to live for them, which is also what General Meng wants." ”

The last ray of light has long since disappeared, and only the lights in the Ziyang Temple at this moment illuminate this land.

Because of Bai Qiurui's words, Meng Beihe seemed to recall some of the past and was a little distracted.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and unexpectedly agreed.

"After an hour, find someone to take them away."

Meng Beihe left such a sentence, and then waved his hand.

The attendant, who had been holding the two men, gestured and led them back into the depths of the courtyard.

The man's steps were firm, steady, and so lonely and gloomy.

In the shroud of night, it is very illusory and looming.

Until the end, disappear into endless darkness.