Qingchuan History

Chapter 483 Crime and Punishment
Everyone smacked this sentence without thinking.Murong Ling sneered:

"Madam Pei wants to say that although the crown prince is not good at thinking, he still has a conscience. He spent several years meticulously painting and hiding them in the bedroom, just to hand them over to you one day?"

"I don't know." Ruan Xueyin shook her head, "To what extent was the prince's brain disease back then, and what is the situation now, conscience or instinct, intentional or unintentional, time is tight, and there is no time to explore. The point is, he made these paintings, but worked hard Hide them."

"Prince Ying personally experienced the whole process from Cangwu to Fengtingguan eight years ago. Seeing the plot to kill, he couldn't speak, so he sent his love painting to think of relief. It's human nature."

Gu Xinglang answered calmly,

"As for hiding, it's natural to be afraid of being found out. If Yin Wei conspired in the battle of Fengting Pass, on the side of Yin State, the conspirator can only be Ruan Bi. His hiding of these paintings just confirmed the conclusion."

Ruan Xueyin nodded lightly, "If you come to hide, you must be afraid. The only thing in the palace that can scare the prince is the monarch. If there is no conspiracy in the matter of closing the pavilion, and if the blood-splattered pictures drawn by the prince are nothing but facts, why hide it?" .”

The valley was silent for a while, but the sound of falling snow was heard.

"Although it is conjecture, it is actually reasonable." Murong Lin's expression became weird, half a smile, "So His Majesty Qi Jun is not only here to take the lives of those involved in the Shangguan family, but also Ruan Bi's life."

he laughed,

"Madam Pei, you handed the knife to kill your father yourself to your husband. You are very skillful and upright."

Ruan Xueyin's eyelashes trembled, just as a piece of snow fell off.

"My Pengxi Mountain has always told the truth and fairness, regardless of the country." Jing Tingge saw the falling snow, "And what kind of father is Ruan Bi, and when did you treat Ruan Xueyin as a daughter?"

"What is the truth about Fengtingguan? When we arrive in Suoning City, I will ask the Holy Lord for the final verification." Gu Xinglang said coldly, "There is no doubt about my father's money."

Shangguan Concubine's not-so-white face looked abnormally white in the firelight on a snowy night.

Murong Lin's hand on Jing Tingge's neck was as steady as a mountain.

Murong Xun rubbed his ten fingers under the robe, watching the blood on Jing Tingge's neck congeal into a deep mark.

At this moment, the camel bell rang.

It should be a camel bell, very deep and bright, but fast, the sound is like the rise and fall of horseshoes.

Who will tie the camel bell to the horse.

Who would ride alone at night to Fengting Pass where the snow is about to fall.

The road outside the valley that was previously vacated by Jin Yuchi should still be there, the sound of soldiers and horses moving did not reappear, and the sound of camel bells and horseshoes entered the valley without hindrance.

Sure enough, he was riding alone, and there was only one person on the horse. He had a long body and a beard, a thin figure, but his eyes were as bright as a boy's.

The posture of the riding horse is also like a boy, but more imposing, only the back is bent, which must be caused by old age.

Shangguan concubine turned her head and took two steps.

Jing Tingge pursed her lips, and raised one corner of her mouth.

Ruan Xueyin had never seen the old man on horseback, but she was very sure of the situation.

The old man reined in his horse and stopped short of the two side-by-side carriages. It must be because he had been riding for a long time in the cold winter, his dismounting movement was a little stiff.

Shangguan concubine strode to help.

Gu Xinglang didn't say anything.

Jing Tingge poked his neck and turned to look at Murong Xun.

"Why is Master Xiangguo here?"

Asked knowingly, but Murong Xun didn't think it was knowingly asking.Even though the solution to the situation was self-evident at this moment, he had respected or rather feared Shangguan Shuo for many years, and he still couldn't help being polite when he first saw him.

Shangguan Shuo was wearing blue-colored uniforms, and a darker-colored cyan-colored cloak outside, and he walked slowly with Shangguan's concubine on his side.

He was still a little stiff, but his steps were solid, stepping on the gravel and biting the falling snow, the sound was far and clear.

"I have seen the three kings."

As close as the proper distance between the monarch and his subjects, he stopped to bow, his voice was hoarse and desolate, and he immediately raised his head to Murong Xun and Gu Xinglang at the same time,
"The minister came to accept the crime. But it is up to the two kings to deal with it."

It was difficult for Murong Xun to deal with it, and his gaze drifted to Shang Jingtingge's blazing eyes. "Brother Gu,"

He wanted to say that the crime was with the Shangguan family, and it was up to the other party to decide how to deal with it.

Unable to speak.His chest felt like it was crushed by a boulder.As long as he can remember, Shangguan Shuo has been standing on the temples of this country like a mountain for a long time. At any time and under any circumstances, as long as this person is there, the stone pillars supporting the sky in Hanzhang Hall will be stable.

It is only now that he understands what the thigh is, the backbone of the country.

It's two dynasties.

It was still pressing on this man who had been skinny since he was a teenager.From youth to Pentecost.

Today this man will give up his life for this country.

Suddenly he couldn't. "Qi Dingzong collapsed and passed away in the past, and I really don't know the inside story."

Jing Tingge knew the logic of Murong Xun's speech too well.Her complexion changed suddenly.

If you listen to him continue to say to Gu Xinglang:

"However, Lord Shangguan has done everything in his life for the sake of the family and the country. He even laid a long-term plan for sending his daughter to Ji since childhood. Among them, giving up is not enough for outsiders. The root cause is nothing more than planning for the domination of Qingchuan by the Wei Kingdom."

"Your Majesty!" Jing Tingge called anxiously.

Murong Xun didn't look at her, and finished speaking in one breath:

"Qi Jun, I am sorry that I cannot entrust the life of Shangguan Xiangguo to you."

For many years, Gu Xinglang, like everyone in Qingchuan, believed that Murong Xun was more qualified to sit on the throne than Murong Xun.

He still feels that way today.Especially after listening to these speeches.

But he changed his judgment on which of the two is superior.

As a human being, Murong Xun is much better than Murong Xun.

The world needs more people like this.It's a pity that such a person is not suitable to be a king.

He opened his mouth to say what he should say as Qi Jun and the Son of Man, and the decision he should make.

"Your Majesty is confused!"

But he was cut off by the old man with cyan color,

"The old minister planned for several years to send his daughter to the Qi Palace as a secret work, and even took Qi Dingzong's life as he wished in the Battle of Fengtingguan. Now that the matter has been revealed, His Majesty Qi Jun wants to take the old minister's life to avenge his father. What you have done for the family and the country should not be at this time for the life of the ministers and their families, regardless of the safety of thousands of soldiers and even the people of the state of Wei, and let the ministers bear the eternal crime of harming the country and the people!"

He bowed his head again, only looking at Gu Xinglang,
"The lives of the entire Shangguan family will be handed over to His Majesty today. Auntie."

Shangguan concubine was shocked.The dark purple cloak she was wearing was the same one she wore at the Hulan Lake family banquet last year.

They are a group of people, the clothes are always new, except for the cloak, which seems to be the only thing that sticks to the ordinary in a life destined to be impermanent.

It was normal at the time.

She stepped forward in response and stood beside Shangguan Shuo.

"Fengting Pass." Gu Xinglang opened his mouth lightly, his ivory white cloak blending with the color of snow, "I want Shangguan Xiangguo to tell the truth."

Shangguan Shuo hesitated for a moment: "It is indeed a conspiracy." He raised his head and scanned the faces of everyone in front of him, and finally set his eyes on Jing Tingge's face.

No.

It was Murong Lin's face a few inches away.

"The old man and King Su arranged for Cangwu to design Princess Lechang, and Lord Yin Ruan Bi sent the prince Ruan Ji. The subsequent plays are all agreed."

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