The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 294 Everyone, don't talk about state affairs

Mo Sangqing tapped on the table with his finger, the wine glass was vibrated and went to the wine jar offered by Penglai Pavilion.

Mr. Zhe's eyes fell on the wine jar, which is small in stature but has a complete landscape painting. After staring at it for a while, Mr. Zhe took the wine jar in his hand, opened the lid and poured it. After pouring out a glass of wine, he said, "How could it be such a coincidence that you let people walk around Jiao's all over the street, and that woman didn't yell anywhere, but yelled at the gate of Penglai Pavilion? Her face was directed at Penglai Pavilion, right?"

"Yes," General Mo nodded.

"This wine," Mr. Zhe slid his hand down, and a silver stick carved with hollows and patterns all over his body came into Mr. Zhe's hand from his sleeve.

"The people from Penglai Pavilion can't just poison us to death," Mo Sangqing laughed.

The silver sign didn't change color, but Mr. Zhe felt uncomfortable. He invited someone to drink, and even invited him to the guest's enemy's den?
"One of the best restaurants in the capital city." General Mo looked at the dishes in front of him, and whispered to Mr. Zhe: "Without a backing, how can it be the best?"

"You knew it before?" Mr. Zhe said, "Then you should have said it earlier."

"You won't die, you won't get hurt, so why change places?" General Mo said, "I've always heard that you can lean on the railing to see the entire capital while sitting in the abode here, so I've wanted to take a look for a long time. "

"It seems like I'm a fool," Mr. Zhe frowned and said, "I don't know anything."

"Look," Mo Sangqing pointed to the outside of the bar.

Mr. Zhe looked out of the fence, the street was still chaotic, but looking from a distance, it was a crystal clear world.

"It's just a small matter," said Young General Mo, "you don't need to know everything. It's enough for the eldest son to know what your Zhe family wants. I hope we don't become enemies."

Young Master Zhe looked up at the snowy sky and said, "What I can guarantee is that it won't happen now."

"That's good." Major General Mo raised his glass and said, "Your Hexi wine is pretty good."

Mr. Zhe slapped his palm on the table and said: "If there is a chance in the future, I will treat you to a drink in our Zhefu in Hexi."

"Okay," General Mo agreed.

"I won't go to Liaodong," Mr. Zhe said again, "I don't think I can stand the wind and snow in your Liaodong."

It’s not good in winter, and it’s too cold in autumn, so you can go to Liaodong in spring and summer.

Mr. Zhe felt that Mo Sangqing should say that, he had already invited this person to the Zhe Mansion in Hexi, so he should ask him to go to the Liaodong General's Mansion no matter what?
Mo Sangqing looked at Eldest Young Master Zhe, and said: "You and I are drinking in Penglai Pavilion, Lord Protector should know by now, how do you propose marriage for Second Young Master of your mansion?"

"Ah?" The topic jumped so much that the eldest son couldn't react in time.

"My lord needs to think of a good excuse," General Mo said.

"Oh, yes," said Eldest Prince Zhe, "but don't worry, Major General, I don't count what I said to Duke Hu. Of course, it's best if Duke Hu doesn't want to have this marriage, so my second child will be hated. He can't hate me, can he?"

"I hope you mean what you say to our brothers and sisters," Mo Sangqing looked at Mr. Zhe and smiled.

Mr. Zhe wiped his face, he and Mo Sangqing might really not be friends, "How about I make a letter?" Mr. Zhe said, "Is this okay?"

General Mo shook his head, and said: "It's about the future of the Zhe family, the eldest son doesn't have to keep any promises with our brothers and sisters, it's all about fate."

"Respect for your resignation," said Mr. Zhe, raising his glass.

After drinking the glass of wine, Mo Sangqing and Mr. Zhe stood up and said, "Thank you for the fine wine, Mr. Zhe, we will meet again some other day."

Mr. Zhe got up and saw him off. He originally wanted to find some beautiful women to sing and dance for fun, but now, Mr. Zhe dismissed this idea. He and Mo Sangqing are not the same way. ?

Seeing the two coming down the stairs, the shopkeeper quickly trotted up to meet them.

General Mo nodded to the shopkeeper, and then walked past the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed behind to send General Mo and his party out.

Mo Sangqing and Mr. Zhe walked out of Penglai Pavilion, and the servants of Dali Temple also arrived. When the head catcher saw Young General Mo, he hurried forward to salute, "Little Zhou Shan has seen the young general."

"The woman died strangely, you Dali Temple should investigate carefully," General Mo said to Zhou Butou.

Zhou Butou replied loudly: "Yes."

The guards led the Wuyun horse, General Mo got on the horse, punched the eldest son with a fist, and led the guards to ride towards the imperial palace.

After watching General Mo and his party leave, Zhou Butou took a look at Mr. Zhe and didn't recognize him, but since this person can sit and drink with Mo Sangqing, then this person's status must not be low, so Thinking about it, Zhou Catcher saluted Eldest Master Zhe again.

Mr. Zhe didn't accept Zhou Butou's favor. The little Butou couldn't see him just now. Now that General Mo is gone, can you see me?To be honest, Mr. Zhe's sense of existence has never been so low.

"Afraid of him?" Eldest Zhe asked, pointing in the direction of the imperial palace.

Catcher Zhou hurriedly said: "That's Young General Mo, if the young one wasn't on official business, the young one would definitely give the young general a big gift."

To salute is to kneel down and kowtow.

Young Master Zhe looked at Zhou Butou and said, "When the woman and the child died, General Mo and I were in Penglai Pavilion, why don't you ask him?"

Zhou Butou said seriously: "If you see the murderer, the major general will definitely tell the little one."

Mr. Zhe shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Penglai Pavilion. It seems that General Mo was right to start a killing ring in the capital. Look at what this little head catcher is afraid of Mo Sangqing.

"Bring back the corpse and the carriage," Zhou Butou and his servants ordered.

"Then what about the blood?" a yamen servant asked.

"You came from Penglai Pavilion and swept the floor," Zhou Butou pointed to the shopkeeper of Penglai Pavilion who was still standing outside the door.

The shopkeeper repeatedly agreed.

Zhou Butou also scolded the shopkeeper, "Fortunately, the death didn't alarm General Mo this time, otherwise your Penglai Pavilion wouldn't be opened. Why didn't this person die somewhere else, but why did he die at the gate of your Penglai Pavilion?"

The shopkeeper waited with a smile on his face, and didn't argue with Zhou Butou.

The body was thrown back into the carriage, and the people from Dali Temple drove the carriage away.

In the lobby of Penglai Pavilion, some foreign guests asked in confusion: "Is that the yamen servant of Dali Temple? Why is this matter under the management of Dali Temple?"

The public security of the capital is under the control of the Jingshi Mansion, and murders that occurred on the streets of the Jingshi should be investigated by the Jingshi Mansion first, and then go to Dali Temple.

"The governor of the capital is dead," a person next to him explained to the stranger, "Master, the team leader, more than half of the yamen servants are dead, what else can the capital manage? Only Dali Temple is affected."

"Does it mean that after the enthronement ceremony of the Holy Majesty, there will be a new master in the capital?" A guest said: "The imperial court is busy with the enthronement ceremony now, so there is no time to worry about the affairs of the capital?"

At this time, the shopkeeper came in from the door, rushed to the guests in the lobby, and said, "Don't talk about state affairs, everyone, don't talk about state affairs."

(End of this chapter)