Chapter 386: Cold Water in the Dark Spring (Part 2)
Cao Xiwan later thought that Song Chengming had such a sinister temper, so he killed his first wife at the last moment of defeat.
Does he really not know that his wife is innocent?
It's a pity that she didn't think about the affairs of the Hou Mansion at that time. She was in the East Palace, but Concubine Song came to her senses.
When Cao Xiwan heard that the concubines were going to die for His Majesty Huiwen, he immediately became alert. Your Majesty is like this. What about the East Palace?
If the concubines are like this, what about Concubine Song in the East Palace?
Song Chengming verbally agreed to the remarriage, but without any evidence.
Empress Song still respected this uncle very much.
Because Song Chengming is the head of the family, he has indeed paved the way for her to go from Liangdi to the concubine of the East Palace, and to the position of the Middle Palace in the future.
As an uncle, everything comes first for the family. The same goes for the empress's temperament. Lu Xiuyun quietly approached her to settle the matter. She had to handle it properly.
She thought about it at that time, opened the door of a female official's room, and took a look at the stunned Fan Shiliu on the chair.
She dragged the Marquis of Nankang into Miss Fan's room, confidently spread paper on the table and said: "Master Marquis, please write a note and give it to the empress, saying that you agree to her remarriage."
"..." Song Chengming held back his anger and was pushed to the table by her. He sat still.
She threatened: "If you don't write it, I will pull you down."
Taking care of children is a dangerous and tiring job that drags down the whole family. Why do you think she really wants to do it? That's right.
Fan Shiliu was doing needlework in her room and was glaring at Cao Xiwan with anger in her eyes. When she heard that it was for Empress Song, she quickly came over to pour ink and hand over her pen.
He refused and closed his eyes silently.
Cao Xiwan has many ways to treat him.
He had been trying to punish her for the past two or three years, but suddenly he suddenly changed and after seeing the situation clearly, he was willing to kowtow to her and apologize. What conditions could he expect to have to refuse to agree?
Do you think being a loyal minister is so easy? What a joke.
She thought for a while: "Okay, Mr. Marquis, you are tired. I will write in your handwriting and get two letters, one for the eldest lady and one for the second lady. By the way. Did you bring a private seal?" She pretended
He asked falsely, raising his hand, and in his hand was the private seal bag on his waist, "Well, it's all ready."
Song Chengming was helpless. She had been able to imitate his handwriting since she grew up in the study. She could indeed do it.
He can only pick up a pen and write by himself.
She was still mumbling next to her: "Don't say remarry. Just say whatever they want. By the way, you must have money with you. Don't be cheated by relatives. Even if you are King Zhao or the prince, you may not be able to cheat money.
By the way, you must never believe a man’s love words. Don’t worry about whether they dare to rebel or not, they are all good at it.”
Ms. Fan quietly pulled her to shut up and not make Marquis Nankang angry to death.
She thought coldly, she deserves it.
In the imperial mausoleum, Feng Xiaochu and his puppet Xiaoguang searched for a way in the dark.
She had no choice but to take one of the pills Cao Xiwan gave her. Cao Xiwan made the pills herself and added a little bit of bizhu powder according to Liu Ruhai's prescription.
"Miracle medicine." She was making balls at home, and she was proud of it. "Maybe I can be a doctor in the future."
"..." This person has the same virtues as her unreliable biological father whom she said she eliminated every day. Can this medicine be given to a living person casually?
Feng Xiaochu didn't dare to eat it himself.
So she gave it to Xiaoguang, otherwise Xiaoguang wouldn't be able to leave the team too far.
Because Liang Guogong wakes up every day to visit the tomb, and when he hears his roar, the puppets will line up and gather.
But Feng Xiaochu didn't dare to act alone, it would be the end if he was discovered.
Feng Xiaochu finally took Xiaoguang to find the dark ditch of the Imperial Tomb that Cao Xiwan mentioned. She walked along the dark ditch and walked into a stone room.
"Huh?" It's actually a dead end?
Is this the outlet of the underground river in the Imperial Tomb?
She touched the door and wall of the stone chamber, and vaguely looked at the murals on the walls. Although the ditch under the murals was wide, the water flow was thin.
People from outside can't swim in at all, right?
At this time, I heard the sound of the mechanism behind the wall, and the water in the ditch suddenly surged, and the water became larger.
She stretched out her hand to explore and saw that the water was very cold.
Cao Xiwan counted the time and stood in the hidden spring to test the depth of the water. He felt that now was not the right time to enter the tomb.
She had nothing to do and couldn't help but feel excited.
Inevitably, I held my chest high and my hips akimbo, and sang a song among the clear pines in the frosty wind.
"Oh oh oh oh-hehehe-hahahahahaha-"
This strange sound spread throughout the mountains, and Baifuer saw several green-robed puppets under his command suddenly began to walk around randomly, and the altar a mile or two away.
The sound amplified, and the puppets on both sides of the confrontation suddenly began to change their formations.
Feng Junqing's puppet was spinning in circles.
The hundreds of puppets brought by Marquis Nankang were commanded by strange voices and changed their formations on their own.
"This is the Biying Puppet Formation——!?"
Feng Junqing saw the puppets under Marquis Nankang suddenly running around and gradually forming a group of twelve.
They began to change their positions. They seemed to want to form a large formation.
"No one is directing." Feng Junqing saw the clues at a glance. The Yan brothers in Jinyiwei opposite were also horrified. Now these puppets are not commanded by them at all. Yan Renfeng couldn't help but report to Mr. Hou: "Master Hou, it's actually...
, Biying Puppet Array!"
The Marquis of Nankang was stunned. Although the leaders of both sides heard Cao Xiwan's strange singing, they were all surprised and looked at Su Jintian, the master of Biying Palace standing on the other side.
He snorted.
Luo Shengji asked quietly: "Have you made an agreement with that Qingluo female ghost that if you can't win, you'll be a swindler and use formations to start a group fight?"
Russell patted his granddaughter and told her to stop talking nonsense.
Luo Shengji was very aggrieved. Originally, there were few people on their side. Although they were all experts, they had no puppets. Seeing that they were single and weak, Su Jintian avoided the side of Nankang Hou.
Feng Junqing pulled out five hundred puppets. In addition, there were another two to three hundred people from the palace guards and Taoist priests of the Prince of Qin.
The Marquis of Nankang also had two to three hundred imperial guards, and two hundred puppets controlled by a few old ladies. He was inevitably at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
But Feng Junqing still didn't expect that the puppets on his side had also practiced various formations of three talents, four images, five rituals, and Liuhe Yin and Yang, and they would still be completely defeated in the blink of an eye.
The Biying Puppet Formation was simply prepared for the puppets. As soon as they attacked, they killed more than a dozen opponents and swept past them.
The Marquis of Nankang was overjoyed and ordered: "Kill them all!"
Feng Junqing sang loudly and chanted the Wuxiang Dragon and Tiger Sutra loudly.
The old palace eunuchs who drove away the puppets spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and each of them struck a small golden ceremonial in their hands to maintain the formation.
The little grandson felt that the jade flute on his chest was trembling slightly.
The two sides were fighting evenly, and the guards of the Qin Palace beside Feng Junqing angrily pointed out: "If you hadn't plotted against our masters from the south and killed our King of Qin! The King of Qin would have led his troops into the palace and ascended the throne long ago!"
Yan Renfeng was also furious and retorted: "If you hadn't been despicable, you would have led us to fight with King Zhao in the past years, colluded with spies, and helped King Zhao assassinate several groups of Jin Yiwei sent by the Marquis. Thousands of brothers died there.
Outside, if you hadn’t done bad things, how could King Zhao have invaded the capital?"
"The old emperor should give up his throne if he doesn't distinguish between good and foolish!"
"Does the King of Qin have any extraordinary talents? His Majesty Huiwen is the direct branch of the orthodox established by Taizu! You rebels!"
There was a gust of wind, and Su Jintian's twelve junior brothers and sisters finally arrived: "Senior brother!"
The Marquis of Nankang was overjoyed: "Well done!"
Su Jintian glanced at Nankang Hou and thought, if he had known this today, why did he do it in the first place?
Mr. Hou fell into Feng Junqing’s scheme!
At this time, Cao Xiwan's strange noises also became louder.
She jumped up to the top of the pine tree and sang loudly: "Don't lean on the railing when you have nothing to do... The country is infinite, it's easy to say goodbye but hard to see..."
Shen Shuangtian and Xiao Qiao looked at each other, and the twelve people jumped out in formation and landed in the center of the Heaven and Earth Altar of the Imperial Tomb.
Two hundred puppets formed the same formation, and finally formed the Demon Palace's large puppet formation.
"Young Ai Qing, are you using demonic methods?" The little grandson was amazed and asked Shen Yan beside him.
Shen Qianhu secretly wondered, the demon loves Qing? Your Highness is referring to the Qingluo female ghost. Shouldn't it be the ghost loving Qing?
Maybe the little grandson still can't tell the difference between monsters and female ghosts.