Luo nine needles

As the morning light came on, the sleepy and tired officials looked up as they walked in the queue, feeling that the road ahead was far away.

When they went out first, Lu Yizhi let them stop in Xincheng. They felt that they were too close and they should go out again.

At this moment, the return journey is just too far away, why haven't I returned to the boundary of the capital after a day and a night?Why stop to eat, drink and rest?

"I don't care if you people don't eat, the horses must rest." Commander Wei Du said angrily, and ordered to rest on the spot, and of course the surrounding area was under martial law.

Although it is said to be far away, it is still in the hinterland of the Central Plains, not a desolate border. There are many pedestrians on the main road at dawn. Although it is called martial law, it is impossible to cut off the road, only to keep people away.

It can't block people's sight. Passers-by looked at it with surprise and curiosity, pointing and discussing and guessing, but they couldn't watch for too long. Soon, the imperial army drove them away, and the passers-by dispersed.

The horses began to rest, eat grass and drink water to restore their spirits, and the people also began to eat and drink, but the food was tasteless and listless.

In order to keep it secret, both Lu Yizhi's body and the unconscious Miss Xiahou were hidden in the car, but Qixing was not hidden, but packed in a prison car with chains attached so that everyone could see it.

Zhang Yuan was also among them, with chains tied to his arms, as if he was also a prisoner.

At this time, the two of them ate dry food.

Zhang Yuan looked away from the scattered passers-by: "Is there any Motu here?"

He looked at Qixing's hand in front of him, and studied her gestures.

"Are you gesturing to the Motus?"

"Yes." Qixing nodded, "Don't worry, they've already left."

You admit it so readily, and you still say don't worry?Zhang Yuan looked at her: "Why, don't you arrange for everyone to rescue you?"

Qixing smiled: "I don't need it."

If she wanted to leave, she didn't need others to rescue her. Zhang Yuan understood what she meant, and grabbed the dry food in his hand.

"What's more, since I was caught." Qi Xing said again, "I plead guilty to the law."

She pleaded guilty?What about coaxing children?Zhang Yuanhe smiled: "Then why didn't you plead guilty before?"

Qixing didn't answer, but looked at Zhang Yuan and asked, "Will Zhang Canjun enforce the law impartially?"

Zhang Yuan sneered: "I joined the army and never spared the guilty, nor wronged the innocent. Laws must be followed, and those who break the law must be prosecuted."

"I believe that Zhang Canjun is such a person, but you couldn't do it before." Qixing said, "At that time, when you caught Gundilong, your government would never really interrogate him. Damn it."

Speaking of which, look at Zhang Yuan.

"There will be no clear understanding of the cause and effect, discernment of the law, sentencing and conviction."

"And we really had nothing to say back then."

At that time, it was true that when it was mentioned that Gundilong was a mohist, the prefect did not let it take care of it at all, and asked him to submit it to the capital inspector. It had nothing to do with their life and death in Jingzhao Mansion. As for the case of Liu Wenchang, it was closed. Yes, it's normal for the Motu murderer to kill someone. Zhang Yuan felt choked on the dry food, so he grabbed the water bag and drank it.

"What's the difference now?" He said coldly, "Mo Tu deserves to die for the same crime."

Qixing said: "Of course it's different now. From then to now I have done a lot of things, and I also know some things. Now I have something to say and justify it." Speaking of this, he smiled again, "And now even if I am Mo The government can't just convict the criminals casually."

She said and looked at the quiet car aside.

Zhang Yuan followed her gaze and found that the car contained Lu Yizhi's body.

Lu Yizhi, although he used to be an imperial student like Liu Wenchang, but now that Lu Yizhi is dead, Jingzhao Mansion cannot intervene.

When the urgent report was delivered to the capital, the emperor had just come down from the morning court, and was going to have breakfast with his important ministers before the small court meeting.

Just as the emperor picked up the bowl, the eunuch and the head of the imperial guard handed over the letter tremblingly.

Seeing the words "secret and urgent" on the letter, the emperor didn't care at first, he took the bowl and asked the eunuch to open it to look at it.

"Ridiculous!" "Damn it!"

The sudden sound startled the courtiers in the hall, and immediately came the emperor's swearing, not only swearing, the emperor also stood up, paced back and forth, and grabbed the table case again, as if he was going to overturn the table case.

The emperor's face was very angry, which the courtiers had never seen before.

The emperor was very good at hiding his emotions, and his emotions were unpredictable. This was the first time he showed such real anger.

"Your Majesty calm down—" They all knelt down and pleaded guilty.

"What happened, Your Majesty?" Someone asked urgently.

The emperor grabbed the letter in his hand, angry, angry and afraid: "Lu Yizhi, Lu Yizhi is dead!"

These words shocked the courtiers present, and Liu Yan took a step forward.

"How did he die!" he asked anxiously.

The voice was also unprecedentedly loud, as if he was questioning the emperor, which was undoubtedly impolite before the emperor.

But the emperor didn't care, and neither did the other courtiers, because the emperor said another word.

"Lu Yizhi is Motu."

The hall froze for a moment, it was as quiet as death, and then it was noisy.

"how is this possible!"

Amidst the commotion, Liu Yan, who had originally stepped forward, stopped asking questions, and looked at the letter paper in the emperor's hand with a solemn expression.

A few days ago, I sent a message saying that nothing happened, why did something happen in the blink of an eye?

The officials in the Jingzhao Mansion ran around, and the governor didn't have the patience to sit upright in the hall, holding his hat and running behind the officials.

"What's going on? Did Zhang Yuan send a letter back?"

An official was pushed back and replied: "Yes, he sent a letter saying that he had caught the suspect in the Liu Wenchang case and asked to send someone to pick him up."

Of course, who would care about him? No one could remember what the Liu Wenchang case was.

Unexpectedly, the emperor suddenly sent someone to say aggressively that he would take over Liu Wenchang's case, and the governor knew about it.

"Did you find it?"

"Where is the Liu Wenchang case?"

"It's still Dali Temple here?"

After finishing speaking, he scolded Zhang Yuan again.

"Damn Zhang Yuan, why is he so lingering?"

"Why did you alarm His Majesty again?"

The yamen of Jingzhao Mansion was in a hurry, horseshoes and footsteps were noisy on the street, and teams of imperial guards scattered on the street.

Tonglou Street is quite popular now, there are also many pedestrians at this time, and the shops are also open, and they are shocked to see the menacing imperial guards suddenly, waiting to see this group of soldiers and guards come to a shop, shouting and knocking open the door , some guards rushed in, some climbed in from the top of the wall, and the people on the street were terrified.

"Idlers, wait, don't move!"

"The shops on both sides are also fenced off."

The leading general stood on the street and kept giving orders. The guards rushed in and rushed out again soon.

"My lord, there is no one inside!"

"Everything is still there, no one is there!"

The headed general's face was livid: "Search, continue to search, in the capital, at the foot of the emperor, these Mo disciples are so bold!"

The guys and shopkeepers of the shops on both sides were pulled out and held on both sides, and they were even more shocked when they heard this sentence.

Motu?

What do you mean?
Is there a Mo disciple hidden in Linglongfang of Xucheng?Or is it that the entire Linglong Workshop is full of Mo disciples?

Soldiers and horses ran in the capital, and the four city gates were all under martial law. People who entered and left the city were stopped for verification, and there was chaos. However, some people rushed out of the chaos, holding the emperor's order in their hands.

"Ah Qing, Ah Qing."

A woman's wailing could be heard from the passing carriage.

Sitting in the underground secret room of the gambling house, it seemed that he could also feel the vibration on the ground. Shopkeeper Lu looked up, and then looked at Gao Xiaoliu beside him.

"Is it safe here?" he asked, then said hastily, "I didn't mean that."

That means that the rich people are unreliable and will betray them.

Gao Xiaoliu didn't take it seriously, and said, "My father isn't crazy enough to commit suicide, so he won't expose himself."

And Qixing was arrested in a hurry, even if she was identified as the shopkeeper of Linglongfang, Huixianlou would not be involved, Huixianlou was still safe for the time being.

"What about our young lady?" Aokiji asked softly, "Is she still safe?"

Gao Xiaoliu didn't hesitate: "It's safe, news along the way said that Miss Qi Xing is safe, and she even signaled everyone not to move."

So this is why he decisively told everyone not to leave the capital, but to hide for a while and stay safe.

Even though he said this, his heart was raised. Is Miss Qixing going to show herself in front of the court and the emperor?What is she going to do?what can be done
Gao Xiaoliu turned around and went out, and called someone to tell him, "Watch my father, and the whole Huixianlou will watch."

The boy took orders and left, but Gao Xiaoliu called him again.

"There is one more person to watch." He said, "Fifth Son-in-law."

And no matter how chaotic the outside world was, the emperor couldn't calm down until late at night, because there was no useful news in the chaos.

Linglongfang ran away, and no one was caught.

Neither Lu Yizhi nor the suspect returned to Beijing.

The Jingzhao Mansion can't say anything about Liu Wenchang's case. They only know that the suspect was caught back then. He was a Motu and was robbed by a Motu. The government has been investigating, and finally caught today, and dug out more Motu.

Lu Yizhi and Liu Wenchang were acquaintances, they were both Tai students, and they had a very close relationship.

"It can be seen from this that Lu Yizhi is indeed Mo Tu, and he assisted in killing Liu Wenchang." The governor of Jingzhao also gave an inference.

Hearing this, the emperor was so angry that he smashed the memorial on Jingzhao Fuyin: "Since you have already guessed, why didn't you report it? Also, you and Lu Yizhi are still very close, right? You licked your face and agreed with the window!"

Jingzhaofu Yin was almost sent to prison.

"I don't want to listen to these messy news anymore." The emperor ordered, "I want to personally interrogate Liu Wenchang's case, and interrogate this Mo Tu Qixing!"

He wants to know how many Mo disciples have sneaked into the court!Mixed with him, the emperor!

But he doesn't believe what the officials say, but he still believes what someone says, and he still has to ask.

"Where is Huo Lian!" the emperor shouted, "Didn't he go to check Miss Xiahou's whereabouts? Now that Miss Xiahou's whereabouts have been sent back, what about others?"

The eunuchs hurriedly ran out to press for questioning, and came back just after going out.

"Here comes Dodger Huo!" they shouted happily.

The emperor's face softened slightly as he watched Huo Lian strode in, dusty and frosty.

"I have seen—" he bowed his head.

"Get out," the emperor shouted, "tell me, what's going on?"

Huo Lian didn't get up, she knelt on one knee and raised her head to look at the emperor, without speaking for a while.

The lights in the imperial study room were bright, shining on Huo Lian's face, the room was as warm as spring, but his face was still covered with a layer of frost, and his complexion was even fairer.

The emperor looked at him and frowned: "What? You have nothing to say?"

Huo Lian shook her head: "Yes."

"Then get up and talk." The emperor said angrily.

Huo Lian still knelt and looked at the emperor: "It's a long story—"

As soon as he spoke, someone rushed out from behind the screen.

"Stop talking too long!"

This man was also dressed in black and gold silk, with a knife hanging from his waist. Only Duchasi could dress like this in front of the emperor.

Huo Lian looked at Zhu Chuan who rushed out, frowned slightly, but did not ask why Zhu Chuan was here.

The emperor was a little embarrassed, and glared at Zhu Chuan.

"I know that Zhu Chuan made a mistake and was punished." He said to Huo Lian, "I have something to ask, but you are not here, so I can only call him."

After finishing speaking, he scolded Zhu Chuan again.

"Okay, you go back and continue to be punished."

Zhu Chuan rushed over and grabbed Huo Lian: "I'll go back with the governor—" He shouted again, "If the governor doesn't escort me, no one wants me to be punished!"

The emperor was a little annoyed, and before he could speak, Huo Lian had already swung his arm and pushed Zhu Chuan aside.

"I'm still the governor. I'm talking to His Majesty, and it's not your turn to intervene." He looked at Zhu Chuan and said, and then looked at the emperor, "This matter starts with King Jin's rebellion, Your Majesty, that counter-rebellion , it's not my Huo Lian's work, but my adoptive father and Momen's work."

Accompanied by Zhu Chuan's roar, "Master!"

In the imperial study room, there was a dead silence.