Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 385 Mo Shuyuan Pill

Mo Shuyuan is about to finish.

The little girl raised her eyebrows and smacked her lips. No matter how vicious the tactics of Zhu Sheng, Liao Zhen and others, no matter how powerful they are in the court, they are still just a bunch of civil servants.

In the hands of civil servants, there is no military power.

Mu Xici closed her eyes - if she remembers correctly, before Mo Shuyuan successfully assassinated his brothers and entered the East Palace in his previous life, his subordinates had no military power at all.

He only has dead men, more than a thousand dead men who spent a lot of money and time and were controlled by him with various drugs. In addition, there are a bunch of warlocks with half a bottle of water.

Among the group of warlocks under his command, the most powerful one was just a year of Jie Sinian, but he had already turned to the light early in this life and found another good master; as for the thousands of dead soldiers in his hands——

Jiang Huai lost [-] soldiers, and how could the remaining [-] be able to fight against the [-] elite soldiers in Mo Junli's hands?
What's more, this old thing doesn't only have these [-] elite soldiers in his hands, the hundreds of elite soldiers in the Guanfeng Pavilion alone are enough for Mo Shuyuan to drink a pot.

The little girl's lips curled into a smile, and a strange light called "schadenfreude" shone in her eyes.

Things have come to this point, most of the ink books in this life will not be able to cause any big disturbances, and the troubles in front of her will be reduced a lot.

Master Mu clasped his fingers and talked about the number carefully. At the same time, Shen Qi knocked on the door lightly with his hands and feet, and brought a table of freshly cooked dishes.

However, Mu Xici, who was immersed in thinking, was completely unaware of the sound of the door opening, and even the aroma of wine and vegetables that filled the room never awakened her thoughts.

Seeing this, Shen Qi put down his things carefully and left quietly, while Mo Junli raised his sleeves and slightly cupped his hands at him.

"Thank you." The boy thanked him in a low voice, and Shen Qi shook his head with a smile.

The little girl leaned against the window, her eyes gradually widened.

——The most important thing right now is to wait for those dead men from other countries to be escorted back to Beijing by the people from Guanfeng Pavilion, so that she can take advantage of the situation|interrogate|interrogate, and try to get as many useful things out of their mouths.

The second is Hanze's national fortune, but this will not be discussed in detail until she has met the northern Xinjiang saint Ye Zhifeng.

She had a hunch that if things went well this time, they might be able to help the Bozhan clan of Jingyang rehabilitate a few years in advance, not to mention, they could also bring down a few officials who had good friends with Marquis Anping to step down.

Only at that time can it be called the real "wounds and bones". According to the temperament of Mo Shuyuan, Zhu Sheng and others, after such a series of troubles, Mo Shuyun, who is brave and foolish from beginning to end, may not be sure. They will be pushed out to take the blame.

Once Mo Shuyun is removed, the whole party of the Hou Mansion will feel as if an arm has been cut off, and their blood will be severely injured.

In addition, Zhu Sheng and others are used to acting arrogantly, and there are always countless people who complain about them in the court. At that time, many people will definitely take this opportunity to throw stones at those houses.

They didn't even need to put in much effort to easily win this round.

Seeing the weakness of the three houses, Mo Shuyuan's already flustered position will definitely become even more flustered. That dog has always been keen on the military power in her father's hands.

For example, trying to come to marry her elder sister or something... This is not a big problem, her father and brother are safe and sound this time, and based on the achievements of their Mu family, she understands that he doesn't have the courage to play hard.

It's just that, although she is not afraid of him playing hard games, she also has to be wary of him playing hard games.

A cold light flashed in the little girl's eyes—at such a time, the sincere rhyme I threw at her that morning would come in handy.

Oh yes, speaking of Rhyme, she does have other tasks for her.

Thinking of this, Mu Xici couldn't help but raised her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows. The cause of her mother's death was a hurdle in her heart.

She always felt that what happened back then was extremely strange, but she was busy with the fate of her father and Mo Junli, so she really didn't have time to investigate carefully.

Now that the fate of these two people has passed, and the fate of the second brother will be two or three years later, she finally found the time to slowly and thoroughly investigate the old stories.

Mu Xici's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes and let out a long mouthful. Seeing this, the young man who had been staring at her for a long time couldn't help but move forward curiously: "What is Ah Ci thinking?"

"I can see that the expression on your face is relaxed for a while, and dignified for a while."

"No, I just thought briefly about what we need to do in the next few days." The little girl bent her eyes and smiled, and after thinking about it, her heart relaxed a bit.

So she walked away from the window sill and took a seat calmly. She looked at the table of wine and dishes that had been served at some unknown time, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "To be specific, after I carefully sort out the order and priorities, I will then discuss the order and priorities." Talk to you in detail."

"Also, when these dishes were delivered, why didn't I notice."

"Just now." Mo Junli shrugged, raised his wrist and scratched the tip of the little girl's nose, "Shopkeeper Shen saw you sitting by the window thinking about something, so he didn't bother you, put down your things and left."

"That's it." Mu Xici touched his nose and nodded slightly, the place where someone scratched just now turned a little red for no reason, "Then let's have dinner first, and I'll come back after dinner." Find him."

"Okay~" The young man responded with a smile, while filling her with two pieces of fish he picked out in advance, and a chopstick of seasonal vegetables.

"Speaking of which, Ah Ci, what kind of trick did you pinch when you entered the building?" Mo Junli picked at the small thorn in the fish, and asked casually, "I saw that your sleeves trembled when you crossed the threshold. I moved my fingers."

"Hey, you have discovered my little tricks." The little girl's expression froze when she heard this, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "It's nothing special, I just pinched a little too much. evil spirit."

"Hmm, maybe I'm too familiar with your movements to attract evil spirits." The young man shrugged. Ever since he met the little master, he had been on the verge of being shot to death by her every day, so he was naturally familiar with her every move. Heart.

"What did that evil spirit do?"

"Hmm... First flush the spleen and stomach, and then the eyes and ears." Mu Xici put down his chopsticks, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "According to the speed at which these two evil spirits are moving through his body, Mo Shuyuan should have a pretty good time these two days Wonderful."

"After all, today is July [-]th, and tomorrow is Ghost Festival."

The little girl pursed her lips: "By the time those two shadows rushed to his eyes and ears, it would probably be a while."

"—After the time passed, the door of hell opened wide. He was entangled with so many grievances of the dead, and he was hit by two evil spirits. The heavenly family's luck that protected him in the past will not be able to bear it tonight." Resentment is evil, so..."

Mo Junli jumped his eyelids and accepted the words: "So, he is probably going to hell?"

"It's not just about hell..." Master Mu rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and suddenly lost three points of confidence, "Don't forget, the evil spirit will attack his spleen and stomach first."

"The spleen and stomach of ordinary people can't bear this."

"That's right, he should be running around while he's doing hell."

Hearing this, the young man felt a sudden chill. He hastily picked up a piece of roasted pork, and stuffed a chopstick into the little girl's mouth, blocking her unfinished sentence: "Eat."

Obviously he was the one who asked first, so it will be her fault again.

Master Mu bit the roast meat, and closed his mouth aggrieved.

　hell will see you
　　But it's not just about hell, is it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)