At this time, in the study room of Da Sima Mansion.
There was a crisp sound.
The tea cup in Hu Jue's hand was violently thrown to the ground.
"Trash, trash, what did I say? You added fuel to the engagement banquet of those two people and burned all the evidence of the crime in Jiang Mansion, but you didn't want to kill anyone."
"Thirteen, thirteen lives, not three. How do you want me to explain it to the emperor?"
"My lord, please forgive me."
The man in black kneeling on the ground lowered his head.
"Yes, it is His Royal Highness King Zhao. In order to take revenge on the Nine Kings and Luo Jiuli, he refused to listen to the dissuasion of his subordinates and insisted on-"
"Shut up, me."
Hu Jue's eyelids became a little heavier with anger and drooped downwards.
"Although King Zhao hates Luo Jiuli very much, he is not pedantic enough to tie his future to these thirteen lives."
"Check, check right away to see if there is anything else going on here."
"Yes, I will leave immediately."
The man in black who was kneeling on the ground got up and exited the study.
But no one saw it, and a hint of disdain and malice flashed in his lowered eyes.
Hu Jue clutched his crutches and stood up slowly. Although his brows were furrowed, he murmured to himself.
"It would be nice if it were three."
"The lives of despicable people cannot be counted."
At the same time, at the school ground of the North City Military and Horse Division, the Duke of Guo was worthy of being a military general. He was dressed in thin clothes, his face was red, and there was a hazy mist on his head.
Opposite him, Xiao Zhumo had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Under the school grounds, some soldiers were frightened.
One is the Duke of the country, and the other is the emperor's son, Prince Zhao.
This, this, this.
The ministers beat the prince.
No, to be precise, it was the former father-in-law who beat the former son-in-law.
It's simply a once-in-a-lifetime experience, unbelievable.
"Young Master, please ask the old Duke to stop. If this continues, the Duke's Mansion and the Military and Horse Department will not be able to give an explanation to the Emperor."
A young general stood next to Luo Yuanliang, his brows never furrowed.
Luo Yuanliang looked calm as usual and said with a slight smile:
"Don't worry, the emperor will have someone to explain to you. Besides, King Zhao has always wanted my father to give me some advice. I'm happy to catch up with my father today, so you guys should take a good look at it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
The young general: He really doesn't want to see this opportunity.
While the young general and the soldiers in the army were looking sad, Luo Yuanliang's bodyguard ran over and whispered a few words into Luo Yuanliang's ear.
"What did you say? Thirteen bodies."
The guard nodded.
"The Ninth Prince issued a death order and asked all the people from the Third Law Department and the Fourth Department of the Ministry of War to participate in the case. No matter who is behind it? Those who dare to cover up and destroy evidence will be dismissed from their posts, their homes will be confiscated, and their families will be exterminated."
When Luo Yuanliang heard this, he quickly ran into the school grounds, called his father, and then whispered a few words to the Duke.
The Duke of Guo had a bad look on his face at first, but when he heard the news, his eyes almost burst.
"When we go back, I will definitely catch this grandson and destroy him."
After saying that, he left Xiao Zhumo, who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and left the school grounds aggressively.
Behind him, Xiao Zhumo was helped up from the ground by his attendants.
The hatred in his eyes was clear.
"Wang, your lord."
The attendants around me screamed cautiously.
"explain."
Xiao Zhumo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes dark and terrifying.
"Reply to the prince, Your Majesty, Your Majesty summons several princes to enter the palace immediately."
"Enter the palace?"
The attendant nodded.
"The fire in Jiang Mansion was brought under control. All the people from the Third Law Department and the Fourth Department of War entered the fire scene. Thirteen corpses were found in the fire scene. The emperor was furious and summoned all the princes into the palace-"
"What did you say?"
King Zhao's purple eyes were wide open, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his face was full of surprise.
At this time, there was a royal residence closest to the imperial city.
A man wearing a moon-white satin robe, with a tall and handsome figure, stood on the attic with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Jiang Mansion.
"Where are the people?"
The man said this to the person kneeling behind him.
"Reply to the master, we have already taken care of it."
"Um."
The man nodded, remained silent, and then said after a moment:
"Has the news spread?"
"Reply to my master, it has been spread."
"good."
The man did not turn around, but those two faint words were as cold as a bone.
"Thirteen corpses, thirteen human lives, they are the family members of the imperial court official, and it is the happy day of the Nine Emperors Uncle."
"I wonder if such a surprise will turn the feud between the Nine Emperors Uncle and King Zhao, the Duke's Mansion and the Grand Sima's Mansion into friendship?"
The man's voice was like a spring breeze, but what came out was chilling words.
——
There was a fire in Jiangfu, and thirteen bodies were found in the fire scene.
For a time, there was a storm in the capital.
At the same time, another rumor also quietly spread in the capital.
"Tell me, the second young lady of the Duke's Mansion was destined to be evil. She first reconciled with Prince Zhao, causing trouble in the imperial city, and now she was engaged to the Ninth Prince. The Jiang Mansion was in flames, and thirteen people died.
, tsk tsk tsk.”
"I didn't believe in this destiny before, but now it seems that this Miss Luo Er is probably the legendary person who forced her fate to bring disaster."
"Who says it's not the case? On such a big day, such a big case happened in the capital. Could it be that even God can't stand it? One woman marries two husbands, but it has ruined the ethos of women in the capital."
"Hey, it turns out that this noble lady is no different from the girls in the hook bar. She behaves like that when she meets a man."
"No, at first she attached herself to King Zhao, and now she has pestered the Nine Kings. Ask around the capital to find out how many women dare to do such an immoral thing."
"Exactly, he's just a fastidious and carefree person!"
Everyone laughed maliciously.
Luo Jiuli, who was sitting in the carriage, felt a throbbing pain in her forehead. She pressed it with her hand, listening to the gossip outside, and sat on one side with her eyes closed to relax.
"Miss, don't listen to them. It's all nonsense. It must be made up by people with ulterior motives to spread dirt on the master."
Chun Rong wiped away her tears. She didn't have the martial arts or abilities like Nan Zhu and Nan Xing.
If so, she just wanted to catch those men talking nonsense and smash their teeth.
Luo Jiuli opened his eyes and patted the back of Chunrong's hand comfortingly.
"Miss, let me give you a hint. When you get married and start a family, don't cry like you are today when something like this happens. When outsiders see you crying, they will just think that you are a soft persimmon who is easy to bully. The more you know, the better.
It gets worse.”
After Luo Jiuli finished speaking, he shouted lightly toward the outside of the car.
"Nanzhu."
"master."
When Nan Zhu called her, her clenched fists finally loosened.