After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 371 Doubt

Murong Qing licked her dry lips, she was talking to the imperial concubine, because the tea bowls in the room were all broken, so she didn't have time to drink a sip of water until now.

"Is it the second prince?" She lowered her voice and said, "The second prince wants to sit on the dragon chair wholeheartedly. It is not impossible to do such a thing. After all, he dared to drug his own mother and concubine."

Pei Mo pursed his thin lips, neither agreed nor shook his head, his fingertips lightly tapped on the table, Murong Qing knew that this was his little habit when he was deep in thought.

After Murong Qing said this, he became quiet and didn't bother him.

Pei Mo remembered the hidden guards he caught that night. He left three hidden guards behind for interrogation. Now none of the three hidden guards are left. They all committed suicide, and they committed suicide at the same time.

He sighed deeply. He clearly locked these three hidden guards in three closed and separated secret rooms to ensure that these hidden guards had no chance to transmit information, but the three hidden guards were still dead, and they died. What a coincidence!
Almost!
Pei Mo cursed in a low voice with regret. Even if the hidden guard refused to speak, he still found something, but he couldn't be sure whether it was valuable for the time being.

The dark guards wear masks during training, and they will be taught how to kill and steal, and how to blame others, but no one will teach them to hide their emotions. During the interrogation, Pei Mo stared closely at their eyes, for fear of missing them. A momentary little detail.

In this way, he roughly knew that the second prince had bought a slave in the black market a few days ago, and also bought some things, other than that, it was worthless news.

Pei Mo thought, is the news from the hidden guards related to the emperor's illness?

It would be great if the secret guard was still alive, Pei Mo believed that he would be able to find something useful.

Seeing that Pei Mo had almost finished thinking, Murong Qing said, "As long as the emperor dies and the court has no leader, the ministers will definitely support the second prince to take the throne, not to mention how many people in the court have already joined the second prince's party."

She had a sad face, how could someone like the second prince be called emperor, talking about strategy, the second prince has a big head, if it weren't for the staff recruited by the Lin family with a lot of money, the second prince would not be as popular as he is today.

When it comes to martial arts, Murong Qing finds it even more ridiculous. What is the difference between the second prince and an eunuch now? He is sick and weak, and he can't carry his hands on his shoulders. He's probably someone who hasn't even been to the training ground a few times. How can he know anything? Martial arts?
Murong Qing murmured in his heart, if a person like the second prince really became the emperor, with his brutal temperament, the people of Dashun would definitely not have a good life!
Pei Mo smiled silently, and rubbed the round head of the person in front of him, "In the past, there were people who were worrying about the sky, but now there is a wife who is worrying about the smoothness of the world. It's really hard for the lady to be so well-intentioned."

Murong Qing couldn't help laughing at his words, she scolded, "What time is it, the general is still joking, I'm talking about big things to you!"

Pei Mo withdrew his hand, stood up and stretched, showing his long, thin waist in front of Murong Qing.

"Madam, don't worry. It's hard to talk about this matter. Madam, don't forget. There is also the House of Internal Affairs in the palace. Li Fuquan has served the emperor for many years. If someone deliberately assassinated the emperor, how could Li Fuquan not know about it, but what Madam said is also reasonable. How about you make plans after my husband finds a chance to go to the palace to meet Li Fuquan?"

Murong Qing nodded, "Okay, then leave it to the general."

She thinks so, Li Fuquan can be said to be the closest person to the emperor, if the emperor's body is abnormal, he must be the first to notice, could it be that the second emperor's hand can reach the House of Internal Affairs?

In this way, Pei Mo persuaded Murong Qing to think wildly, but he went to find Fang Anren himself.

What Pei Mo said was not complete. There is not only the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the palace, but also the imperial army. He does not intend to start the investigation from Li Fuquan, but intends to investigate in a more direct way.

No matter how powerful Li Fuquan is, he will inevitably be negligent, Pei Mo thought, there are so many people in the palace, who can guarantee that no one will harbor evil intentions.

After putting Murong Qing to sleep, Pei Mo invited Fang Anren to the teahouse he often went to.

This teahouse is run by his own people, Pei Mozai can't rest assured, "An Ren is here."

"What exactly is written in Brother Pei's letter? It's ambiguous. It's going to kill me."

Fang Anren's tone was anxious, their generals always communicate directly, they always speak directly, even when writing letters, unless it is to convey some information or code.

He wondered, when did brother Pei talk so obliquely, thoughts came to his mind one after another, so he rushed to the teahouse full of doubts.

Pei Mo was neither sick nor slow, and he couldn't be blamed for that. He couldn't just write that there was something wrong with the emperor's illness. If this letter fell into the hands of someone who cared, they would have to finish it.

He poured Fang Anren a cup of tea in a leisurely manner, "An admits that he knows the commander of the imperial army? I'm afraid I have something to ask."

Fang Anren nodded blankly. He didn't know why Pei Mo suddenly mentioned the Commander of the Imperial Army. His body trembled, and he asked in horror, "Could it be that something happened to Brother Pei?"

"It's not me." Pei Mo explained, "I just suspect that the emperor's illness is strange. Although this is just a suspicion, I have to meet the commander of the imperial army to know whether this suspicion is true or not."

Hearing this, Fang Anren didn't swallow a sip of tea, almost spit it out, he was shocked and coughed violently, "cough cough cough——"

He patted his chest, as if a thunderbolt struck in his mind, if it was really what Brother Pei said, then it would be too chilling.

He is a general, the first thing he thought of was that the assassins from the enemy country came to poison the emperor!

After a long pause, Fang Anren said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Pei, could it be that people from the enemy country have made a comeback?"

Pei Mo looked at him, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, "It's okay if it's just an enemy assassin, but I'm afraid it's one of our own fighting in the den."

History is sometimes a pity. Pei Mo reads military books, and loves to read history books. Looking at the dynasties before Dashun, what makes him feel deeply is not the dynasties that were destroyed by foreign enemies, but those dynasties that were overthrown by internal strife.

Sometimes he complained about Dashun's dark court, but he didn't want to see the people displaced. He had been in the army for more than ten years, and the memory of the people in exile was still vivid in his mind.

Fang Anren paused, he quickly realized the meaning of Pei Mo's words.

"Brother Pei, you mean... the second prince can't wait?"

When the second prince was mentioned, Fang Anren gritted his teeth. There was no one he could hate more than the second prince.

He was terrified, if it was true what brother Pei said, wouldn't the second prince not want to kill his father?

It's too rebellious, Fang Anren thought, and felt even more that only a person like the Second Prince could do such a thing!

(End of this chapter)