Everyone looked in the direction where the long knife was flying, and broke the mountain and shouted: "The regent has arrived-"

Mo Chengying was dressed in court clothes and walked out of the carriage.

Feng Guangci saw the golden dragon pattern appear at first glance, and the pain in his wrist was reduced a few points, and he glanced at the other side, where several carriages covered with brocade tassels were parked.

I don't know if the regent has just arrived, or if he has been there all along.

"See His Royal Highness the Regent."

The entire street knelt down and shouted in unison, only Shen Yangui stood.

Mo Chengying walked slowly through the crowd.

On such a serious occasion, Shen Yangui pursed his lips tightly and held back a bitter smile:

After changing into regular clothes, he changed his clothes back this time, and this day was really busy for him.

Mo Chengying's eyes warned: It's so dangerous, but you can laugh?

After all, the people were there, and when Shen Yangui saw him coming, he also obediently squatted down, "See the prince." ”

"It's not a small amount of courage!"

Mo Chengying said reproachfully, blaming her for putting her in danger, so she stretched out her hand to help her, but saw Feng Guangci kneeling at her feet first.

Qingshuang very consciously helped Shen Yangui up.

Feng Guangci endured the severe pain and knelt down: "Lord Wang, Weichen has something to play." ”

Kick in?

Do you want the wicked to sue first?

Mo Chengying didn't bother to listen to Feng Guangci's nonsense, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, pulled out the knife on Feng Guangci's wrist, and when the blood splashed, the tip of the knife drew an arc in the low air.

With a wail, Feng Guangci's arm fell to the ground on the spot.

The tip of the knife touched the ground, and the blood quickly gathered and slid down the blade to the ground.

Mo Chengying held the handle of the knife, suddenly bent down and approached, and said with a gloomy look in his eyes:

"This king's princess, you can touch it?"

The sweat on Feng Guangci's forehead was almost blown up, and he wanted to roll on the ground in pain, but he was afraid that his reaction would be a little wrong, which would make the regent even more unhappy and cause even more trouble, so he gritted his teeth.

Half of his body was stained red with blood, and he knelt down respectfully, "Weichen doesn't dare, Weichen doesn't dare." ”

"Don't dare?"

Mo Chengying took a step, and the sound of the tip of the knife cutting the ground made people's bones chill.

He said unhurriedly: "Shaofuqing, who gave you the power to dare to transfer the Jingwei camp without authorization?" ”

It was Feng Guangci who asked this, but it was General Sun Shen who knocked his head on the ground.

"The prince forgives the sins, the prince forgives the sins, and the general will never dare to do it again in the future."

"No, my lord." How can this sin be convicted?

Feng Guangci was a little flustered and defended, "It's the Nanchu assassins, no, it's the mob that is rioting, the Son of Heaven is rioting, and the Jingwei camp has the right to ......"

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed.

Mo Chengying's hand rose and fell, and he said lightly:

"Just be convicted." How can there be so many next times?

Sun Shenjiang only felt a chill on his neck, and when he touched it with both hands, blood gushed in an instant.

In an instant, General Sun Shen fell.

"The state has national laws, the army has military regulations, and a small general, without asking for instructions, privately deploys troops to suppress the people, and the crime cannot be punished!"

The regent has always been strict in governing the army, and General Sun Shen knows it deeply, and he is in a hurry to admit his guilt because he doesn't want to cause more.

The manual work that should be moved was over, and Mo Chengying threw the knife to Poshan.

General Sun Shen really deserves it, but how have the little people seen this battle?

The blood on the ground was like a tentacle that locked the soul, and the bloody atmosphere was pervasive, and the people who didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere were like sifting chaff for a moment, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

The wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the streets full of kneeling people were slaughtered.

It was eerily quiet, like the sound of falling leaves.

Li Zhutou, who had pointed a knife at Shen Yangui before, felt warm and wet under him at the moment, and his face was simply on the ground.

"Weichen has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, thinking that he is a person who is pretending to be the princess in front of him, so he is offended, and he asks the prince to ......"

Feng Guangci clenched his teeth, blood was already oozing from between his teeth, he took two breaths, his face turned white, and he said as completely as possible, "For the sake of the Queen Mother's face, spare it, Weichen." ”

What kind of face can Feng Yuqing have?

His words made Mo Chengying feel disgusted.

Poshan knew that the master was reluctant to talk to Feng Guangci, so he spoke on his behalf: "Since Shaofuqing thinks it's fake, what is it in his hand?" ”

I don't know if the golden order in my hand is suddenly hot, or if the fear is too much, or if the blood is too much.

Feng Guangci fainted directly.

Useless things, used in the right place, that's also a treasure.

Dismantling the Feng family is not as simple as killing Sun Shenjiang, the three law divisions will be tried publicly, and Feng Guangci will need to contribute at that time.

Mo Chengying gave a look, and Poshan pointed to the doctor in the crowd and said:

"You! It's you! Come here, medicate him! ”

Feng Yanding didn't have much eyesight, he thought that the regent asked him to treat the third uncle, which meant intentional forgiveness.

Thinking that the regent had called for his own life in the past, Feng Yanding used a pair of knees as feet, knelt over, and explained for the third uncle:

"The prince forgives the sin, the prince forgives the sin, the third uncle didn't want to touch the princess, it was the princess who connived at the maid to steal the gold order, and instigated the people to maliciously slander the queen mother, and the people questioned it, so she instructed the maid to commit murder on the street, and Weichen wanted to stop it, and she cut off her fingers."

Feng Yanding held up his freshly bandaged hand, "If the prince doesn't believe it, you can ask Li Zhutou about them." ”

The crotch was wet, and it was cool to the bottom of his heart when the wind blew, and Li Zhu's mind also sobered up.

He knew that the only way to get out of the predicament at the moment was to push the princess into a place of no return.

"The humble duty patrolled here with the arrester, and saw with his own eyes that the princess killed Chen San and his son, and also broke the finger of Young Master Feng.

"You fart!"

Several strong men who had protected Shen Yangui before also straightened up at this moment.

Anyway, the matter has come to this point, both horizontal and vertical are dead, and they are free.

"The surname Feng is riding horses on the street, robbing people's girls, and committing many crimes, who in the capital doesn't know?"

"Prince Regent Mingjian, the princess just wants justice for our people, and she has never instigated, let alone slandered the Queen Mother and Her Royal Highness the Regent."

"It's the grass people who are guilty, and I asked the prince to spare the princess."

One pleads, and everyone pleads.

The words of gossip and fluctuation were condensed into one sentence in an instant:

"The grass people are willing to die, please forgive the princess."

They even traded their lives and deaths?

Shen Yangui was flattered, "How can I be virtuous?" So much love from all of you? ”

"The princess is generous, and we are grateful for it."

Shen Yangui didn't dare to admit this credit, "The porridge shed was set up by the regent......

The people looked at each other, and the expression of "I know".

They did not "know" that the porridge shack was set up by the regent, but "knew" that the princess had a low status in the palace, and even if she had done good deeds, she did not dare to admit it, and she had to fulfill the reputation of the prince.

Someone whispered: "The Regent Mansion has existed for several years, and only when the princess enters the palace can there be a porridge shed, which is naturally the princess's intention." ”

"Not ......"

Shen Yangui was just about to speak, but was interrupted by another person:

"The grass people are sick in the autumn, there is no money for treatment, a few days ago by the princess's holy hand, diagnosis and treatment of medicine, this is to pick up a life, I didn't know that it was the princess before, please the princess to receive the grass people's gifts."

"Yesterday, my child had a sudden emergency, and the hospital did not accept it, but the princess gave the needle to save it, and the grass people were grateful."

Someone simply knelt at Mo Chengying's feet with the courage to kowtow three times first.

"The grass people are lowly, it's not a pity to die, and I ask the prince to spare the princess!"

Mo Chengying is willing to see what his Qingqing people want, and he is not afraid that everyone will think that he is cruel, but he can't accept that everyone will oppose him and the princess.

He said in a displeased tone: "Why do you think that this king is going to kill the princess? ”

Everyone looked at each other: Do you still need to ask?

No one dared to answer.

Mo Chengying deliberately threatened: "To tell the truth, this king spares you from dying, otherwise none of you want to live!" ”

The result is not unexpected, it is still because of the wedding.

At the turn on the other side of the street, a young man in a bearded suit with a lapel looked at the opposite side, bought a piece of Hu cake, and asked as if he had no intention while eating:

"The princess, on the day of the wedding, waiting at the gate of the palace? The wedding customs of Daxia are so chic? ”

"Childe came from afar, and he didn't know ......"

There were no guests on the left and right, and the stall owner poured beans and told the young man about the regent's wedding.

The young man wiped the sesame seeds from the corners of his mouth, bought two more cakes, and got into a carriage.

In the dim carriage, the man in white poured tea with a pot and said slowly:

"How?"

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