Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 716 The Merry Hug at a Pit Deep 134 Meters (4)
A good-looking person was taken away just like that!

People looking for people, looking for dead people.In the absence of clues, this is a difficult thing to do, and now that the war is imminent, the people around Lin'an Mansion are mixed, there are countless people from different religions, and the common people visit relatives and friends from time to time, and there are too many floating population. It is even more difficult to check.

That night Xiao Qian interrogated the man named Daji at the Privy Council's residence.

This guy was poisoned by Xiao Qian, he forgot his parents' names, so he naturally explained everything.

Xiao Qian's guess was right, the looting of Mo Jiu was definitely not Wan Yanxiu's idea.

However, it also has something to do with Wanyan Xiu.

Wan Yanxiu was not only the coach of the Ping people's southern invasion, but also a famous general of the Ping country, and also a prince who was most valued by the emperor of the Ping country.If this southward invasion makes enough military exploits again, he will be the number one in the future of the Ping Kingdom.In this way, how many ministers will want to please him?
But the third prince of the Ping Kingdom is not good at being next to him, but he is good at Mohist organs and weapons.

For a long time, the matter of the Mohist Thousand-Character Citation and the Weapon Atlas has not only attracted the attention of countries such as Nanrong, Beimeng, and Xiyue, but the Ping Kingdom has not lagged behind, and has always been paying attention, including the disputes between the Mohist Conference and the Mohist giants, and even the They all know the details of Mo Jiu, the new giant of the Mo family...Of course, it also includes the "dirty" things between her and Xiao Qian.

So a general named Ah Xibao became concerned.

In order to please the third prince, what should he do?

Firstly, the state of Juan was going to fight Nanrong, and the giant of the Mo family was Xiao Qian's heartbeat. Capturing her would not only give Xiao Qian a disarm, but might also affect Xiao Qian's marching deployment. It was simply surrender without a fight Soldiers of man.Secondly, he captured the giant son of the Mohist family and offered it to their third prince, just to get a good fortune, fulfill the long-cherished wish of the third prince, and make a plan for his future promotion and title.

This premeditated kidnapping incident was arranged by Axibao.

But Ah Xibao also knows that taking people captive in Lin'an is tantamount to taking food from a tiger's mouth.

In other times, they might not have a chance.Unfortunately, they learned the information that Xiao Qian and the Beimeng people were looking for Mo Jiu.The third party in the cracks is the least noticeable.So a clever trick of "the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins" came into being.

According to Daji's account, Wanyanxiu wanted to use troops in the Nanrong River and the Huaihe area, and he first managed troops in the Linzhao and Jinzhou areas when he went south from Ping, in an attempt to take advantage of the opportunity of the death of the Nanrong country and concentrate his forces to control the development of the upper reaches of the Nanrong Yangtze River. In the area of ​​Yuan and Lizhou, there was a tendency to besiege Nanrong.At this time, Mo Jiu had been kidnapped by Ah Xibao's people to Linzhao where Wan Yanxiu was.

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Mo Jiu's captivity by the Juan people was not only a blow to Xiao Qian who was about to go to war, but also a heavy blow to Song Xi who had just ascended the throne.Not to mention that before the war between the two countries, people came and went without a trace and kidnapped the Mohist giant in the capital without a trace. Is it contempt for him, the new king? , is also enough to be depressed in the chest.

On the vermilion gate of Funing Hall, the golden nails are knocking on the shimmering light.

It was the fourth watch, the hall was brightly lit, and the whole palace was immersed in a cloud of air-conditioning.

In the magnificent hall, Song Xi in front of the table was dressed in a bright yellow brocade casual robe, his eyes shone slightly, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his fingers kept clutching a file, as if he was on the verge of some kind of rage. He is trying his best to endure and suppress.

The undercurrent surging in the calm is the most suffocating.

Xie Qingshan stood outside the door, the tray in his hand was billowing with green smoke.

(End of this chapter)