Chapter 9 Unexpected Disaster Qin Zhongxin looked at Ouyang Hengxi with a thought, and his attitude changed from blunt to tactful, "How about Ouyang Hengxi give me some face and let him go?"
"Qin Zhong, since you know me well, do you think I will let him go?"
Qin Zhongwei raised his thick eyebrows. He knew Ouyang Hengxi's answer but still felt a little displeased with him for not giving him face. Ouyang Hengxi walked towards Qin Zhongwei with a smile, "Qin Zhongwei, why do you have to spend all your life?"
Ying Ming saves such a scumbag. The Xing brothers have quite a bad reputation in Yuancheng. In fact, you know what he is better than me. Do you think he will help you if one day you and Bu Xiguo are in crisis? Or will he?
Abandon you and join the master's family?"
Qin Zhong was silent, just because every word Ouyang Hengxi said hit his heart. Xing Feng was indeed not a trustworthy subordinate.
Ouyang Hengxi raised his eyebrows, "What's more important is that after Mo Feiyu solves Xingfeng, you will tell the king of Xingfeng's crimes and punishments in the name of the prince, and let the king give him death penalty. In this way, the punishment of Xingfeng will be
All the assets were transferred to the national treasury, but with your approach, you left nine levels of treasure. In this way, not only will the hearts of the people in the distant city be surrendered to the prince, but you will also be able to obtain the property of the Xingfu. How about killing two birds with one stone?"
Qin Zhongwei looked at Ouyang Hengxi's stiff mouth and finally smiled. Ouyang Hengxi also smiled, but his voice was as cold as an icicle, "Mo Feiyu hasn't done anything yet."
"Prime Minister, save..."
Before Xing Feng finished speaking, Xing Feng's head fell to the ground. Mo Feiyu looked at the corpses of the two Xing brothers and felt that the heavy burden on his body slowly faded away. He dropped the sword in his hand and Mo Feiyu knelt on the ground, "Dad
, Mom, everyone in Mo Mansion, I have avenged you today, please rest in peace."
"Qin Zhonggui leaves this place to you. From what I see, you'd better dig three feet into the ground of the Xingfu and don't let go of any place where money is hidden." Ouyang Hengxi said half-jokingly and half-seriously, but with Qin's
Zhongxun's cleverness should have known his warning. If the prison palace was built so luxuriously and solidly, there must be secret rooms to hide money.
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As soon as they walked out of Xingfu Street, the notice against Jing Yirong and his party had been eliminated. Scholar Tang watched Jing Yirong walking back to the inn intact and couldn't help but admire her, "I didn't expect you to solve the problem so neatly. Now I think about it."
I think I really accompanied my wife, lost my troops, lost your token, and owe you a favor."
"It's all because you're stupid," Jing Yirong said bluntly.
Scholar Tang smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay. I'm stupid, but you're smart."
Jing Yirong couldn't help frowning, "What bad idea do you have again?"
"What?" Scholar Tang was stunned.
"I called you stupid and you didn't fight back, isn't that just another bad idea?"
"Jing Yirong, you are really difficult to get along with. If you treat you better, you will feel that I have a bad idea. Can't I be more polite to you?"
"Yes, but no need." Jing Yirong turned around and left calmly. Scholar Tang looked at Jing Yirong's back and shook his head with a helpless smile, "Whether you need me or not, I still have to be polite to you."
Jing Yirong didn't stay at the inn for one more day. After settling Mo Feiyu's matter, everyone packed up and got ready to go.
Xiao Yan also saw the appearance of Yang Feng on this day. It turned out that he had been working for King Junqi in the past few days, so he did not see him. This time, King Junqi left Yuancheng with Jing Yirong at the same time to go to the Netherworld.
After Yang Feng ended the matter in Yuan Cheng, of course he followed behind to protect King Junqi.
Jing Yirong looked at Bu Chenche who set off with him expressionlessly, "We are really destined to do everything by coincidence."
"Bad fate." Bu Chenche said softly.
Jing Yirong agreed, "It's indeed a bad fate."
Yang Feng and Xiao Yan paid their bills at the same time and returned to the table. Jing Yirong and his party stood up and immediately prepared to leave. As soon as they left the inn, they saw Mo Feiyu kneeling at the door of the inn.
"Mo Feiyu." Scholar Tang looked puzzled, "What are you doing kneeling here?"
"Thank you, Miss Jing, for your help." After Mo Feiyu said this, he kowtowed three times to Jing Yirong regardless of the crowd around him. He had indeed changed. How could a person who was so proud before give such a grand gift?
Jing Yirong looked at Mo Feiyu quietly, "I don't need to thank you. Scholar Tang has already paid back your gift for you." After Jing Yirong said that, he walked out of the inn first, but was called by Mo Feiyu again.
Live, "Miss Jing, can you accept Feiyu?"
Jing Yirong turned around suspiciously, "What did you say?"
"A great revenge must be avenged, but Feiyu, the great person in the world, doesn't know where to go. Feiyu knows that Miss Jing is someone who can do great things. Feiyu is willing to do his best for Miss Jing." This is Mo Feiyu's thought.
It took me a whole night to think of a way to repay my gratitude.
Jing Yirong raised her eyebrows. She really needs talents, "Are you Mr. Yudi?"
Mo Feiyu was stunned for a long time before nodding, "Yes."
"Okay, since you are willing to follow me, then do so. Mr. Yudi will not suffer as a subordinate." Jing Yirong agreed without being picky. It was worth it to get Mr. Yudi if he couldn't get Yanyi. It seems that this time there is more
Being nosy is not too nosy, at least you are making three things at the same time.
Scholar Tang glanced at Jing Yirong and said something without thinking, "You really don't do anything that would cause you to suffer a loss."
"Of course, this is the first rule of the master." Nalan Zhijin said as if he was making too much of a fuss.
Although Jing Yirong and King Junqi were traveling together, they sat in two separate carriages. In Bu Chenche's carriage, there were only Bu Chenche and Qiao Shuang'er, with Yang Feng driving; while in Jing Yirong's carriage, there were only two people, Bu Chenche and Qiao Shuang'er.
Nalan Qingyi, Nalan Zhijin, Xiao Yan, and Tang Shusheng seemed a bit crowded, but Mo Feiyu, who was driving, felt more comfortable.
The two carriages moved one behind the other without any deliberate distance between them. If they hadn't communicated a little along the way, it would have given the impression that the two carriages were in the same group.
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In the evening of this day, two carriages came to a small road. The evening sun scattered on people's bodies and they only felt warm. According to Scholar Tang, after passing through this bamboo forest and then over a mountain, you can reach the boundary of Netherworld City. On the roadside
It is covered with bamboo, and there is a cliff next to the bamboo, so people driving on this road must be careful. If they accidentally go astray, the car and people may fall off the cliff.
Two carriages running parallel were walking quietly on the path. They vaguely heard the sound of fighting not far away. Who would fight in such a place? After seeing clearly, Mo Feiyu and Yang Feng pulled the rope at the same time. Jing Yi
Rong leaned out and asked, "What's wrong?" Before Jing Yirong could answer, he saw the scene in front of him clearly. It was actually the Lord of the Palace.
Rather than saying it was a fight, it was more like the palace king unilaterally torturing the person he beat to the ground. The person was lying on the ground with them on his back and could not see his face, but one could tell through his embarrassed back how miserable he was now.
Jing Yirong called the people in the carriage out, saying that they were watching a good show, so they all got out of the carriage and watched from the other side of the fire, watching the palace master handle the matter.
Qiao Shuang'er and Bu Chenche also got off the carriage. There was really no way to close such a narrow road. Secondly, because they had been sitting in the carriage for too long, they needed to move around. The emperor had already noticed the approaching carriage, and originally just wanted to move around.
I thought I would take it out on them when I was in a bad mood, but I didn't expect to meet my old friends, so I let them watch the show.
Dianjun aimed his kick at the man's waist, and immediately there was the sound of bones breaking. Jing Yirong's eyebrow raised was indeed cruel enough.
"I have long told you that there will be no good consequences for betraying me, yet you still do it." Lord Dian's voice was lazy but dangerous, and murderous intent could be heard in every word.
The man lying on the ground had no power to fight back, and his feeble voice was intermittent, "The master of the door knows that he was wrong."
"Wrong?" Dian Junsen smiled coldly, "Do you think I will give you a chance to change your ways? It would be a pity to kill you. I will let you slowly taste the approach of death little by little."
After that, Dianjun kicked him again, and one of the man's legs was broken again. Dianjun's eyes were full of murderous intent, "Killing you will dirty my hands. There will be wild wolves walking by this road late at night. Wait for me."
I will watch you being torn apart piece by piece by wild wolves with my own eyes."
"Master, please, please let me go," the man gasped and begged for mercy. His pitiful voice aroused the sympathy of everyone present.
Dian Jun spat and stopped looking at the man, looking up at Jing Yirong, "Have you seen enough?"
"That's enough." Jing Yirong raised her head and replied without fear.
Lord Dian raised his hand and said, "I will take your carriage out of here for the time being."
"No problem." Jing Yirong turned around and glanced at Mo Feiyu. Mo Feiyu immediately understood and led the carriage around the man lying on the ground and walked forward. Yang Feng saw this and also led the carriage forward.
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Jing Yirong nodded to Dian Jun as a greeting, and the group of people walked around the man lying on the ground. Jing Yirong was not afraid of Dian Jun, but she could see the anger on him, perhaps towards that man.
Yes, killers rarely get angry, but once they do, the consequences will be serious. It is good that the Lord can let them go now.
Bu Chenche and Qiao Shuang'er followed Jing Yirong and his party and walked over. When Qiao Shuang'er walked to Dianjun's side, Dianjun said, "Girl Shuang, I heard that you are getting married."
"Are you asking now if you want to make up for the wedding? Don't be stingy if you ask." Qiao Shuang'er glared at Dianjun. She and Dianjun had not met several times. But they were still considered acquaintances. Although Brother Yuliu and Dianjun
Our friendship with Jun is not very deep, but Dian Jun doesn't care at all about how rude he is sometimes.
Sure enough, Dianjun laughed after listening to Qiao Shuang'er's words, "You girl, you have been spoiled by Duan Yuliu since you were a child, but ordinary things can't get into your eyes. When you are free someday, you can go to my killer gate and ask for whatever you want."
You pick.”
"Really?" Qiao Shuang'er didn't believe it.
"Of course." Dian Jun agreed again.
Qiao Shuang'er then walked forward with satisfaction. The person lying on the ground listened to Dian Jun and Qiao Shuang'er's words and felt that Qiao Shuang'er could talk to Dian Jun with such an attitude. It should be considered special, and he couldn't care less about everything else.
He used his whole body's strength to support himself with his other intact leg, stood up, spread a handful of fine powder to everyone, hugged Qiao Shuang'er, and rolled to the side of the road.
"Ah!" Qiao Shuang'er only felt a gravity hitting herself. When she came back to her senses, her body was already close to the cliff. Qiao Shuang'er quickly grabbed a bamboo with quick eyes and hands to avoid falling off the cliff. But the person holding Qiao Shuang'er was there.
She held on to Qiao Shuang'er's legs tightly and refused to let go, as if she would have to hold her back until death.
This scene was too sudden for everyone. After inhaling all the powder in the air, they found out that it was Ruan Gong Powder. Everyone's body suddenly felt weak. Qiao Shuang'er held on to the bamboo tightly, but her strength became stronger and stronger.
They came less and less, and the body hanging in the air on the edge of the cliff continued to move downwards.
Bu Chenche desperately supported his body and walked to the edge of the cliff. What he could usually do easily became difficult after inhaling the Ruan Gong Powder. Qiao Shuang'er looked at Bu Chenche with pleading eyes and looked at the anxiety in his eyes.
Only when I was nervous did I feel that he cared about me. Even though my life was hanging by a thread, I still felt happy.
Jing Yirong and his party also took some Ruan Gong Powder, while Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Qingyi squatted down weakly leaning against the bamboo.
"Damn it!" Lord Dian shook his head, not expecting that his dying subordinate would actually do this.