Chapter 1459 If you don't get rid of it for a day, the disaster will be endless
Chapter 1459 If it is not eliminated in one day, the disaster will be endless.
What Mu Qinghuang said when she stood up was particularly unexpected.
Among the powerful people in Beizhou, people from the older generation of famous families still remember Mu Qinghuang's demeanor when he was young.
At that time, the cardamom years could make the younger generation of Beizhou colorless.
A big sword to beat up male warriors of the same age.
But after decades, Mu Qinghuang returned again, no longer as glorious as before.
In the hearts of the people in the vassal states, she was the undefeated God of War Zhenbeihou, but in the eyes of the people of Beizhou, she was a fallen genius, a homeless girl who had lost her memory and wandered away for many years.
Since Mu Qinghuang came to Beizhou, she rarely went out. Even if her childhood friends came to the house, they were all turned away.
Even at the dinner party at Luanfeng Terrace, she was taciturn and not as unruly as Mu Fengming.
But at this moment, many people who had met Mu Qinghuang earlier had vague memories when they saw her, as if they had seen the talented girl who stood proudly in Beizhou with a straight sword.
Mrs. Yongding covered her bleeding face and said with hatred: "Even if she broke your soul, her bones were broken by your daughter and she was sent to prison. Now that the divine vein is about to come out, how can Feng Nu fall?"
If I, Beizhou, can win the Divine Veins, won’t we be able to become the top of the Nine Continents? In the face of big issues of right and wrong, are you still Ling Buqing, with only the hatred of your little family in your eyes? She, Mu Sheng, is a phoenix girl! She has the birthmark of a phoenix
!She can’t die, she can’t destroy her life in prison forever!”
Princess Ying looked at Mu Qinghuang and took over the words: "The matter of Feng Nu is indeed not a trivial matter, but this matter also requires a lot of discussion. After all, I am imprisoned in the Martial Temple Prison. I need to ask the chief of the Martial Temple. It just so happens that I and the person in charge
We have a relationship with the chief of the Wushen Temple Prison, and he happens to be on duty nearby, so I will send someone to invite him over."
Mrs. Yongding and Princess Ying looked at each other.
Princess Ying narrowed her eyes and tapped the cup three times with her fingers.
Mrs. Yongding knew what she meant and immediately said: "Princess Ying, your Majesty, in addition to the matter of Feng Nu, I also brought back several victims."
"Mrs. Yongding said they were harmed, but I don't know what kind of harm they suffered. What grievances are there to say?" Princess Ying asked.
Mu Fengming put his long legs on the table, holding a pot in one hand and a cup in the other, drinking in the wind, looking like a dandy from an aristocratic family.
There was a hint of coldness in Princess Ying's eyes, concealing murderous cruelty.
Mu Fengming is the most potential danger to her son, King An Jin, who can make the usually steady-minded King An Jin lose his mind.
It means Mu Fengming is a disaster.
If it is not eliminated in one day, the disaster will be endless!!
"Return to Princess Ying's words."
Mrs. Yongding smiled slightly: "These are the former subordinates of the first-class general Mu Fengming. They are all heroes who dedicated their lives to the country and the people, but they were treated harshly and tortured by Mu Fengming.
Taking advantage of the status and authority of the generals, adding some unfounded charges, and driving these heroic soldiers out of their subordinates, causing them to become impoverished, wandering around, and still have no fixed place to live to this day. Isn't all this just a matter of so-called worship?
Was it given by Mu Fengming, the first-class general?"
"It is true! I will never be as good as the first-class general of the Imperial Army, but as a mainland warrior, I am qualified to seek justice for other warriors, speak out for the people who are suffering, and speak for these heroes who have suffered unwillingly!"
"When I met them, I heard that at today's dinner party, Princess Zishuyun, the daughter of the hostess, was also there, as well as Princess Ying and Prince Anjin. Naturally, I could speak for them, so I killed them first and then played them, and brought Luanfeng Terrace.
Please punish me, Your Majesty!"
Mrs. Yongding bowed her hands and bowed her head, looking extremely sassy.
Red Eagle Lord said: "Yongding speaks out for the victim. You can kill him first and report later. But everything must be based on evidence, not one-sided remarks. Regarding this matter, Princess Zi, General Mu, what do you two think and say?
"
Mu Fengming held the wine bottle and said nothing.
"Shuyun, tell me."
Princess Ying said: "This is a matter for the Imperial Army Department, and you are the most qualified to say it."
Zi Shuyun is Wen Renyan's nominal wife, and she loves Wen Renyan deeply.
She gave Zi Shuyun a chance to eliminate her dissident love rival.
Wen Renyan looked at Zi Shuyun coldly.
Zi Shuyun was helped by the maid to stand up, coughed weakly, and said: "Shuyun is married to a woman. I have no right to interfere with the affairs of the Imperial Army Department, especially major matters involving first-class generals. I have never
No one person has the final say. But since I stand up and speak out, I have to say something conscientious. In my mind, General Mu has never been a person who avenges private revenge. On the contrary, she is an upright person. Cough, cough, cough, cough.
..."
After talking about it, Zi Shuyun's voice gradually lost strength and became weaker and weaker.
She coughed violently.
The maid stretched out her hand to caress her back worriedly.
Wen Renyan frowned and looked at her, not understanding what Zi Shuyun meant.
Considering Zi Shuyun's infatuation with him, she should crush Mu Fengming to death.
When Zi Shuyun bent down and sat down, Wen Renyan saw half of the mandarin duck veil in Zi Shuyun's waistband.
Wen Renyan's expression darkened.
It turns out that the mandarin duck handkerchief was not burned to ashes by the light, but she just didn't want to give it to him.
Or maybe it's a woman's trick of playing hard to get.