Qin Yun frowned slightly and said coldly: "I want to kill someone, there are a thousand reasons and a thousand ways!"
Mr. Feng was silent, but he couldn't hide his worries between his eyebrows.
He hesitated: "Your Majesty, why not find someone to do it. It is not appropriate to dip the blood of the prince on your hands."
Qin Yun looked into the distance and smiled and said, "Did Mr. Feng forget that direction?"
Mr. Feng followed the direction of Xiliang, and his face changed slightly: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
"Lao Jiu was arrested, and Xiliang will probably get news soon. Sima Tu has violated my bottom line. I will give him a chance on New Year's Eve banquet. He will bear the charge of killing the prince. I can spare him once."
"But if he supports Lao Jiu, he will die!"
Qin Yun's voice is not high, but it contains great confidence and domineeringness.
Mr. Feng was shocked. Can he kill someone with a knife? He was a masterpiece, killing two birds with one stone, and he could test Sima Tu's thoughts.
"Your Majesty's wise!"
Qin Yun looked back at Qianfu Palace: "Go and prepare, I think Lao Jiu still has a trump card."
"This person is too cunning and too hiding. Although he is banned, he has to be guarded."
"The evil monk of Tibetan flowers and Sansheng Pavilion must arrange more people."
"I will decide how to die after Sima Tu makes his statement on New Year's Eve banquet."
"In addition, if you let the wind out, you will say that Wang Wei was killed and silenced. His mastermind is the ninth prince. Lao Jiu suppressed me with public opinion, and I also want to rebel against him and Wang Min!"
Old Feng's eyes lit up and he bent down and bowed: "Old slave accepts the order!"
the next day.
Xiao Jian returned victoriously, brought back fruits, destroyed the illegal army, and brought back a lot of military weapons and food.
After several reviews, even Prime Minister Gu Chuntang participated directly, but he still gained little. No one in the illegal army itself knew who they were really serving.
Therefore, the voice of the execution of the Ninth Prince's hasty voice became increasingly fierce.
The vassal kings from all over the country submitted memorials to express their opinions.
Qin Yun simply followed the situation and announced to everyone that he would permanently confine Lao Jiu and would not kill him for the time being or let him go.
This proposal has comforted many people and temporarily calmed down the situation.
Xiliang, Grand Governor's Office.
The news that the Ninth Prince was banned came here two days later, which quickly caused a shock!
An elegant courtyard.
Wang Min was wearing a palace outfit and had a red flame on her forehead, which was extremely beautiful.
She sat at the table, her snow-white fingers twisting the teacup, her pair of fascinating eyes were contemptuous, and every movement exuded a silent enchantment.
There were many soldiers around, but they all lowered their heads and no one dared to look at her.
They all knew that this was the distinguished guest of the Grand Governor!
In just a few days, even the Grand Governor had already followed this woman of unknown origin, which shows that the means were terrible.
Although it is beautiful, it is also dangerous and I dare not take a look at it.
Bang bang bang bang!
The dull footsteps sounded.
Sima Tu rushed here, his face was serious and low, and his burly body stood in front of Wang Min.
He said straight to the point; "Have you heard that? Qin Yuan was imprisoned by the emperor!"
"What should I do? The emperor arrested Lao Jiu. Will the next step be the governor?"
"I heard that His Majesty is ready to kill Qin Yuan, and he will kill all his brothers, let alone my Sima Tu."
In his tone and eyes, it was obvious that Sima Tu was a little panicked.
Wang Min glanced at him, and a disdain flashed in Taohua's eyes. She was panicked. How could she fight with Qin Yun in the future? Compared with the two, Sima Tu was too young.
He opened his red lips lightly and said lightly: "Why are you panic?"
"You are living in Xiliang's hundreds of thousands of troops, but are you still afraid that the emperor will kill you? Did you see the Ninth Prince die? As long as the emperor has no evidence, he dare not act rashly."
Sima Tu sat down and frowned: "That's the case, but the prince of the Circle is killed, didn't he kill him if he wants to?"
"This governor's evidence of guilt is in the hands of the Ninth Prince. Once he confesses, this governor will become the target of public criticism!"
Wang Min tightened her sable cloak and said coldly: "I have secretly rebelled and have mastered most of the Ninth Prince's forces. The evidence you traded with Qin Yuan and other military weapons has basically been erased by me."
Upon hearing this, Sima Tu was overjoyed.
Excited to hold Wang Min's hand, Wang Min quietly avoided it. There was a hint of contempt and disgust in her eyes.
Sima Tu didn't pay attention to this look and almost hit Wang Min's evil.
Haha laughed and said, "Okay, OK!"
"Wang Min, I thank you so much. Tell me what you want. I will get you all the things I want. It will be no problem for you and I to govern Xiliang in the future!"
His eyes were filled with heat, not only his covetousness for Wang Min, but also his appreciation for Wang Min. This woman has extremely good skills.
In the past few days, he has solved many difficult problems and has become a think tank military advisor of the Western Liang Army!
Wang Min stood up lightly, her skirt was on the ground, and she was not moved by Sima Tu's words at all.
With her back to Sima Tu, her beautiful eyes burned with a flame of revenge and ambition to dictate the world!
In the world, except Qin Yun, she never looked down on any man again.
She vowed to defeat Qin Yun.
For her, Sima Tu was just a waste puppet who was incapable but could be used.
She didn't need to hook her fingers, so the man flattered her and knelt down. At that time, Qin Yun was so charming that she only received slaps in the face, which made her feel uneasy!
"Miss Min, what do I need to do now? In less than three months, I will have to go back to the imperial capital to report my duties and attend the New Year's Eve banquet."
Sima Tu stood up and followed.
Wang Min raised her red lips and looked at him and said, "The Ninth Prince should not die for the time being. We must make good use of his surplus value. I will try my best to steal the money, grain and manpower he has accumulated over the years."
"And you just need to wait step by step. The emperor dares not do anything on the New Year's Eve banquet."
"The Ninth Prince cannot reconcile with the emperor, and he will definitely die and be injured. That is our chance."
Sima Tu nodded with hesitation, "Since that's the case, I'll thank Miss Min. This governor is happy. As long as His Majesty has no evidence, I can be the eternal local emperor in Xiliang."
Wang Min frowned slightly, but there was no answer.
This Sima Tu is still too brave and has no desire to make progress.
Her eyes were deep and dark, and what she, Wang Min, was not planning for Xiliang.
"Do I want to reply to the secret letter of the Ninth Prince?"
Wang Min turned around, his eyes cold: "What are you going back? Are you not afraid of the emperor holding a grudge? The Ninth Prince is not our ally, he is just a chess piece used to exploit."
Sima Tu was speechless and secretly admired Wang Min's determination and means: "Okay, I will not express my opinion for now and will not support Qin Yuan."
Wang Min snorted lightly, her charming eyes exuded a sharp murderous aura, which made people shudder.
"Ninth Prince, Ninth Prince!"
"When you sold my father, you even killed someone to silence me. Have you ever thought of today?"
"I, Wang Min, will report back and forth, and I will give you a lonely and helpless first!"