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

Chapter 426 Brother and Sister Sharing the Same Umbrella

Ignoring the eyes of fear or hatred that fell on him, Mo Sangqing raised his hand and pointed into the basement. Two guards from the Liaodong General's Mansion walked into the basement, and the old man with tattooed face was about to Walk.

"Where are you taking Old Uncle Qing?!" A woman in the basement screamed.

Several Huamian men stretched out their hands almost at the same time, trying to pull Old Uncle Qing back.

A few more guards from the Liaodong General's Mansion rushed into the basement. With fists and kicks, the old man with a face called Lao Qingshu was dragged out of the basement by the two guards.

"you……"

Little Wuzi swung his unsheathed knife and slammed it hard on the mouth of the Huamian man who was about to shout, causing him to vomit blood and fell to the ground.

"The Central Plains talk is pretty good," Little Wuzi glanced at the Huamian people in the basement, and said with contempt: "A bunch of bastards."

Several Huamian girls huddled together in a corner, and the rest of the men were all injured, and several of them fell to the ground motionless, unable to see whether they were alive or dead.

"Brothers, let's go," Xiao Wuzi led the guards out of the basement after hearing no more words from the Huamian tribe.

The wooden door was slammed shut again, followed by the sound of the lock being locked, and a woman's cry came from the basement.

"Are they going to kill Old Uncle Qing?" the youngest girl asked, crying.

No adults spoke, and the women got up to look at the men's injuries. At this moment, everyone was terrified. They hated the Tianjin people and Mo Sangqing, who had killed countless outsiders, but they didn't even want to kill themselves. If you can't keep it, what's the use of this hatred?

There is a small garden outside the basement, the place is not big, but there is a well-growing plum grove. It is the middle of winter, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and countless flowers have been knocked down by the heavy rain.

There is an octagonal stone pavilion in Meilin for people to admire plum blossoms. Wooden wind chimes are hung on the eight corners of the pavilion. It was the sound of monks tapping wooden fish.

Mo Sangqing is sitting in the stone pavilion right now, and Old Uncle Qing is standing in front of him. The old man with the face is hunched over, with a totem of unknown name tattooed on his face, his entire face is occupied by this totem. So much so that the facial features of the presbyopic face appear blurred.

"What's your name?" Mo Sangqing asked.

Uncle Qing replied in his not-so-fluent Central Plains dialect: "Everyone in the clan calls me Uncle Qing."

Mo Sangqing smiled and said, "Do you want me to call you uncle?"

"My name is Qing, that's the word. If you follow the rules of you, you Tianjin people, then my name is Hua Qing," Old Uncle Qing hurriedly said again, he couldn't bear Mo Sangqing's uncle.

"What did the witch and the dwarf say at your pharmacy?" Mo Sangqing asked again.

Uncle Qing didn't answer this time.

"Yan Xiao said Wu would not let her stay in the pharmacy." Mo Sangqing looked at Old Uncle Qing and said, "She also said that Wu trusted you."

This is tantamount to telling Uncle Qing that Yan Xiao sold you out.

Old Uncle Qing's first reaction was not to believe that there was no one who betrayed his tribe in Huamian, but after thinking about it, if Yan Xiao didn't say it, how would Mo Sangqing know about him?
"Don't want to say?" Mo Sangqing asked.

"They didn't say anything," Uncle Qing replied in a humble manner, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

"How many Tianjin women did you get from the capital to go outside the customs?" When Uncle Qing was still thinking about how to make Mo Sangqing believe his words, Mo Sangqing suddenly changed the subject and asked Uncle Qing a question this problem.

Uncle Lao Qing wanted to deny it, but when the words came to his lips, he thought, why would Mo Sangqing ask himself this for no reason?Miss Yan Xiao said everything?Uncle Qing shivered, his despair almost knocked down this sophisticated man with a face.

"You must have heard outside the customs, how my Liaodong General's Mansion handles this kind of thing." Mo Sangqing had the same gentle expression as when facing Yan Xiao, and the words he had to say were cold and ruthless.

"I know, I know," Old Uncle Qing stammered.

"tell me the story."

"Scrape, peel, peel."

"Now you are in my hands." Mo Sangqing's eyes lingered on Old Uncle Qing's neck for a moment, as if he was evaluating where to start the skinning.

"No, no," Old Uncle Qing waved his hands at General Mo and said anxiously, "You can't kill me."

"It's just a barbarian," Mo Liangyuan's voice came from outside the pavilion, "Is there anything you can't kill?"

Old Uncle Qing turned around in a panic, and saw a woman he didn't know, sitting on a chariot in mourning, looking at him coldly.

Seeing Mo Liangyuan and Prince Rui approaching, Mo Sangqing frowned quickly, then stretched it out, took the umbrella by himself, went out of the stone pavilion to pick up Mo Liangyuan and stepped off the chariot, and whispered to Prince Rui: "Why don't you come here too?" gone?"

Prince Rui took two steps back, gave Mo Liangyuan a place to stay, and said, "I heard that this Huamian tribe is not easy to deal with?"

Mo Sangqing helped Mo Liangyuan get off the chariot, and said to Prince Rui: "They still sell women in the capital to go outside the customs."

"What?" Prince Rui was surprised.

"My father wrote this matter into a booklet and handed it to the capital. As far as I know, there are no fewer than ten times." Mo Sangqing looked at Prince Rui and sighed, "But no one in the court has ever asked about this matter."

Mo Liangyuan looked at Prince Rui's ashen face, and said something for him, saying: "At that time, the lord was not allowed to interfere with political affairs, so it's not surprising that he didn't know."

"What are you doing?" Xiao Wuzi shouted violently from the stone pavilion at this moment.

The three people outside the pavilion hurriedly raised their heads to look into the pavilion, and saw that the fifth son had trampled Old Uncle Qing on the ground.

"This old bastard wants to die," Xiao Wuzi told his major general and young lady.

Prince Rui said in a low voice: "Didn't it mean that a witch from the barbarian royal court and the people around their new Khan King were captured? Can't they be interrogated directly?"

Mo Sangqing shook his head and said: "If they can be sent to the capital, King Khan must have something to control them. That dwarf may be a family member. As for the witch, she will not get married, but she has parents, and tribe."

It is almost impossible for such a person to confess and betray him. After all, not everyone can be as crazy as Qin Wang Li Qi.

Asking a very stupid question made Prince Rui a little embarrassed.

"My lord, let's go into Shiting and talk," Mo Liangyuan said to Prince Rui.

Prince Rui walked in the front.

Tilting his head towards his sister, Mo Sangqing whispered to Mo Liangyuan: "How is it?"

Mo Liangyuan didn't say much, and only told Mo Sangqing a name: "Yi Anqi."

Mo Sangqing understood that Yi Anqi was the candidate recommended by the imperial court.

"The man was proposed by the Protector of the Country," Mo Liangyuan whispered, "Prince Rui thinks he can accept this man."

Mo Sangqing nodded, looked at Mo Liangyuan and smiled, and said, "I see."

It was raining heavily, and the brother and sister held an umbrella together. Mo Liangyuan was not wet at all, but Mo Sangqing's back and shoulders were wet.

(End of this chapter)