Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 174

"The regent king is a wolf, and the princess is guilty of the same crime! The adulterer and poisonous woman will take their lives!"

"Brothers, do it for me! Avenge Vice General Wang!"

"Kill ah-"

There was another wave of shouting and shouting outside Vice General Wang's mansion.

Afterwards, the sound of "pingling, bangling" and swordsmanship kept ringing one after another.

And the courtyard.

Qingyange leaned comfortably on the carved wooden chair of the gazebo, feeling the gentle wind, opened her mouth slightly, and a peeled lychee was delivered to her mouth.

She ate sweetly, and couldn't help but praise: "This lychee is really sweet."

Qing Yuan unhurriedly peeled the lychee shells, and said: "Princess, you are smart. This time, you brought a whole three boxes of lychees. Otherwise, where would you go to find such fresh fruits?"

And the other side.

Jiu Que sat next to Qing Yange, still holding a memorial in his hand, and read it seriously.

On the stone table of the gazebo, there is a memorial as high as a hill.

Qing Yange glanced at it, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Jiu Que, you have come to Southern Xinjiang now, why do you need to revise the memorial~"

Cen Bin saw that his master was busy with government affairs, so he answered for him: "Princess, you don't know that you have not been in power. Every day, hundreds of memorials are handed in, not including the memorials from the local government. There will be more piles in the next day, the master is afraid that this trip will delay the government affairs, so he brought several large boxes of memorials together."

Of course, Qing Yange also saw Jiu Que correcting the memorials until late at night, thinking that it was only done occasionally, but he didn't expect it to be like this every day.

There was a touch of distress in her eyes, "What about these revised memorials?"

Cen Bin replied: "There will be special personnel to send the revised memorial to the residence of the governor in Kyoto as soon as possible."

Light smoke song is silent.

For a while, she didn't know whether she should feel sorry for Jiuque or Nangong Yunzheng who had a pair of children but had no time to rest.

Qing Yange turned her fair face, and said to Qing Yuan, "Give me the half-basket of lychees that haven't been peeled."

Qingyuan lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, probably also understood the meaning of Qingyange.

She put the lychees she had just peeled into Qingyange's small cherry mouth, wiped her hands with a silk handkerchief, and then handed over half a basket of lychees, "Princess, here."

Qing Yange held half a basket of lychees, leaned close to Jiu Que's side, peeled a lychee herself, and handed it to his thin lips, "Open your mouth~"

Jiu Que stopped his hand of correcting the memorial, paused, and turned his gaze to Qing Yange, "Why did you suddenly peel the lychees for me?"

Qingyange's watery eyes glowed like glass, and she said softly: "I love you so much~ I'll give you a reward~ I'll feed the lychee while you correct the memorial, it's okay~"

Looking at the little face full of hope in front of him, Jiu Que finally opened his thin lips and rolled the lychee into his mouth.

The sweet juice spread in his mouth, as if it had reached his heart.

When Jiu Que finished eating the lychee, Qingyan Ge moved up with a clean plate, "Spit out the core on this plate."

Jiu Que followed suit, and Qing Yange quickly peeled another lychee and handed it over.

This movement is exceptionally proficient, as if it has been practiced thousands of times.

Sitting together, the two are like a pair of Bi people, and the beauty makes people stop.

Cen Bin and Qing Yuan looked at each other and smiled, and they exited the gazebo tactfully, and walked under a tree beside them, leaving space for the two of them.

Time flies, and gradually the blue sky darkened little by little, and bright red sunsets appeared in the sky, a large area, very gorgeous.

The sound of crows burst out.

Suddenly, a guard with a long sword in his hand descended from the sky, landed in front of the two of them, and knelt down respectfully.

The long sword was covered with blood, and the blood dripped on the ground, blooming in gorgeous blood flowers.

The guard's face was also splashed with a lot of blood, but his expression was cold, "I tell my master that the remnants of the thousand or so deputy generals who tried to break into the mansion this morning have been killed."

Jiu Que raised his eyes, and glanced at the guard lightly, "Thanks for your hard work."

The guard responded respectfully, "It's not hard, it's just that there is a problem right now."

"What's the matter?" Jiu Que raised an eyebrow and asked.

"It's just that there are too many corpses...the mass grave can no longer be piled up..." the guard showed embarrassment.

From the moment Vice General Wang died, the confidantes of Vice General Wang who were originally stationed in the mansion wanted to remove the heads of Qing Yange and Jiu Que, but they were massacred by the two of them, and finally ended up decapitated .

In the next few days, every day, the subordinates of Vice General Wang rushed into the city, trying to enter the mansion of Vice General Wang, killing all the people inside, especially Qing Yange and Jiu Que, who were the thorns in their eyes. The ambition was not fulfilled, but was killed by the people inside, leaving no one behind.

These people emerged one after another, and the corpses became more and more.

Right now, even the mass graves can't be piled up.

A cold light flashed across Jiu Que's eyes, "It's all burned."

Qing Yange quickly waved his hand, "No way, Jiu Que, it's so bloody! What's more, it's treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

Cen Bin: "..."

Qingyuan: "..."

Guard: "..."

These people are all dead, why does burning a corpse feel bloody now?

Princess, why don't you feel bloody when you kill someone yourself?
But Jiu Que asked Qing Yange's meaning, "Then what should I do?"

Qing Yange peeled the lychee with her fingertips as white as jade, and put it in her mouth unconsciously. She chewed and said, "You can hang the corpses of Lieutenant General Wang and several generals under his command on the city wall as a warning. Xiaoyou, by the way, by the way, stick a big-character poster on the city wall, writing down the crimes committed by Vice General Wang."

"Aren't you afraid that they will attack them in groups?" Jiu Que's sword eyebrows were raised, and the pleasant voice was like the tinkling of a spiritual spring.

Qing Yange shook her head, "Don't be afraid, although some of these people are willing to throw their heads, shed blood, and disregard life and death for Vice Admiral Wang, but most of them are afraid of death. Hanging the corpse on the city wall will make those who are afraid of death People want to retreat, and the crimes on the big-character posters give them a reason to retreat, and the few remaining people who are not afraid of death can't make any waves."

There was a flash of approval in Jiu Que's eyes, and he ordered to the guard: "Do it."

"Yes." The guard disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

That night, those corpses were hung on the city wall.

The big-character poster written in red pen beside the corpse made everyone startled, and the people in southern Xinjiang were stunned!
Sure enough, although another group of assassins came the next day, the number was not as strong as before.

Finally, after three days, all the remnants of Vice General Wang disappeared.

On this day, another news came.

Cen Bin walked quickly from the door, and said to the two who were playing chess in the room: "Master, Princess, the person named Li Yuan has been found."

The two people who were sitting concentrating on playing chess did not hear his voice at all.

"Jiuque~ You have reached the checkpoint, you have to take two steps back, and by the way, give me 500 taels of silver."

Just looking at Jiu Que with a serious face, he took out a note with "500 taels" from the pile of notes beside him, and handed it to Qingyange.

Cen Bin was stunned.

What kind of chess are these two playing?

(End of this chapter)