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

Chapter 33 What happened in the capital has nothing to do with us

Duke Protector returned to the study, and only half an hour later did the steward come to report that Mo Liangyu had been sent out of the mansion by Mo Ziqing.

"Where's her father?" asked the Lord Protector.

The steward didn't dare to hide anything from Duke Protector, so he whispered: "Isn't Eldest Master very happy, when sending Third Miss away, Eldest Young Mistress also cried very sadly."

The protector waved his hand.

The steward hurriedly retreated.

Sitting in the study, Duke Protector gave a wry smile. As the eldest son, he has been in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Officials for the rest of his life. It is a daydream to go further, and it is absolutely impossible.When he sent Mo Liangyu away at this time, did he really dislike this granddaughter?This son didn't even think about it. Mo Liangyuan's marriage was not going well, and Mo Liangyu stayed in the mansion. It is inevitable that some people would say that he was bumped into by Mo Liangyu, a bereaved man.He, the grandfather, sent him away from afar, who would gossip about Mo Liangyu later?
Mo Wangxiang couldn't even understand such a small matter. In the future, the Huguogong Mansion can count on this son?After the Duke Protector smiled wryly, all he could do was shake his head. "I'm going to live a longer life," Duke Huguo murmured in his heart, otherwise Mo Wangbei and his son came back, and there would not be enough people in the mansion for the father and son to put together a plate of food.

"Miss," Xiuyun stood in front of Mo Liangyuan at this moment, and said in a low voice: "The Duke sent the third lady out of the house."

Mo Liangyuan turned to look at Xiuyun.

Xiuyun said: "Grandpa has ordered, and now all matters in the mansion are centered on the young lady."

Mo Liangyuan turned her head and looked at the hanger in front of her. On the hanger was her wedding dress, which was bright red in color, with dragons and phoenixes woven with gold silk, and auspicious clouds woven with silver silk at the bottom of the skirt. The eyes of the dragons and phoenixes were made of jade jewels. , The whole set of wedding dress is so gorgeous that it can almost burn people's eyes.

Xiuyun has seen the wedding dresses of the eldest girl and the second girl in the mansion, at most they were embroidered with mandarin ducks and flowers and plants, and they could not compare to the rich and luxurious wedding dress of the third lady.Taking a peek at Mo Liangyuan, Xiuyun was startled. Mo Liangyuan looked at the wedding dress, with the corners of her mouth curled up, and she looked like she was smiling, but the smile was cold, where is the expression that a girl who is about to leave the court should have?

Sending Mo Liangyu away is nothing more than after the death knell of the imperial palace rang, so that no one would say that Mo Liangyu had violated his luck. Mo Liangyuan pulled up the corner of the wedding dress with his fingers and rubbed it. It is time to find another good son-in-law for Mo Liangyu.It is a pity that such an identity is a daughter of the first generation, with a beautiful appearance and a good temper. It is a pity to die at home all her life. The Zhao family is not the only general in the capital. Mo Liangyuan let go of her hand, and the corner of the wedding dress slipped from her fingers However, everyone has their own destiny, so she and Mo Liangyu will go their own way.

Mo Liangyu was sitting in the car, the street outside the car was buzzing with people, she raised her hand to lift the curtains and looked out of the car, Miss Mo San saw Yan Dongjin walking in the crowd at a glance.

"strict……"

She opened her mouth to shout, but her reason came back immediately, and Mo Liangyu closed her mouth. How could she call a man's name in the street?

"Master," in front of the carriage, a guard pointed to the crowd on the left and whispered to Mo Ziqing, "The end of the severe winter."

Mo Ziqing turned his head to look at the crowd, Yan Dongji was also watching the convoy of Huguofu, the two eyes met, Mo Ziqing's eyes were disdainful, Yan Dongji's eyes were cold.

"Let's go," Mo Ziqing urged the horse to move forward. He was just an orphan adopted by his second uncle. I don't know how this little warrior got so arrogant that he regarded the capital as Liaodong? "Ridiculous," Mr. Mo sneered.

The carriage passed by Yan Dongjin, Mo Liangyu watched Yan Dongjin through the half-opened window.

Yan Dongjin's gaze hastily swept over Mo Liangyu's slightly red face. The third miss of the Mo family has always had a reputation of being dignified and beautiful, but it's a pity that such a beautiful face that can be described by poetry and painting is not in the public eye. What kind of traces are left in Yan Dongjin's heart.Seeing that the person sitting in the car was Huang Liangyu, Yan Dongjin just thought, is the Mo family sending Miss San away at this time?

"Master Yan," Zhou Jing pressed the brim of his hat extremely low, covering almost half of his face, squeezed out from the crowd on the right side of the street, and ran to Yan Dongjin.

"Go," Yan Dongjin turned around and led Zhou Jing into the tea house behind him.

After confirming that there is no one left or right in the private room, Zhou Jing whispered to Yan Dong: "Trust me and leave it to Prince Rui."

Yan Dongjin poured tea for himself and Zhou Jing.

The soldiers in Liaodong are not very particular. Zhou Jing took the tea that Yan Dongjin poured for himself, raised his neck and drank it, and then said to Yan Dongjin after wiping his mouth: "My lord read the letter that Miss gave him, and just said He knows, no matter what happens in the future, he will remember Miss's kindness."

"What is he going to do?" Yan Dongjin asked.

Zhou Jing shook his head, "My lord only said that he has his own arrangements, and that it's no good for me to know too much. Oh, yes, my lord also said, please take care of Miss Yan, Young Master Yan."

Yan Dongjin nodded, he didn't read the letter Mo Liangyuan sent to Prince Rui, but he had already heard the content of the letter from Mo Liangyuan last night, and now listening to Prince Rui's voice, even if Mo Liangyuan didn't write it in the letter, but the prince I also know that he is going to take Mo Liangyuan back to Liaodong.

"Ms. Tomorrow will enter the palace," Zhou Jing worried, "Should we just wait?"

"Insufficient manpower," Yan Dong said simply.

Zhou Jing pursed her lips. They, who are less than [-] people, can't do anything in the capital.

"How many people do you think Prince Rui has in Yizhuang?" After drinking a cup of hot tea, Yan Dongjin suddenly asked.

"I didn't see anyone," Zhou Jing said, "There are a lot of coffins, but Prince Rui's subordinates can't be hidden in the coffins, right?"

"Most of his people were arrested last night," Yan Dongjin said in a low voice, "Now they are all locked up in the sky prison in Dali Temple. I don't think this group of people will survive."

Zhou Jing took a deep breath. People who have been on the battlefield are not afraid of killing people, but this is the capital, so people are killed in the sky prison without questioning or trial?This capital seems to be inferior to their Liaodong.

"We can't control the affairs of the capital," Yan Dong twirled the porcelain cup in his hand, "Tomorrow we can just leave."

"Understood," Zhou Jing assured Yan Dongjin, "If anyone blocks the way tomorrow, the brothers will kill him."

Looking out of the window at the end of Yan Dong, the streets are bustling with people, mules, horses and vehicles are constantly flowing. Last night, several military camps in the city were full of screams and flames. I didn't expect that in the daytime, people in the capital should still do what they want , Is this something I'm used to, or I don't think it's such a big deal?
"It's been a long time in peace." Zhou Jing sneered from the side, and curled his lips: "I think people in this city have to have a knife on their necks before they know they have to panic and run away."

"I can't think of what Prince Rui can do," Yan Dongjin whispered to himself while looking at the crowd downstairs outside the window.

Zhou Jing was dumbfounded, and he couldn't think of it.

(End of this chapter)