The king behind the empress

Chapter 333 This is just the beginning

The person who walked out from the queue of officials was none other than Wang Fucheng. He wanted to take two steps forward, and then silently knelt down on the ground.

"Oh, Wang Shangshu."

Looking at Wang Fucheng who was kneeling on the ground, Mo Zizai didn't feel any disturbance in his heart. He said calmly, "I don't know what is wrong with Mr. Wang?"

"I was confused for a moment, and was threatened by those assassins to participate in the assassination of His Majesty."

Wang Fucheng knelt on the ground, and said in a low tone: "The crime is unforgivable, I wish to die."

Hearing what Wang Fucheng said, Mo Zizai didn't react in the slightest. He glanced at Wang Fucheng, and asked noncommittally: "Dozens of assassins sneaked into the capital, bypassed so many checkpoints, and directly entered the palace. Can you do it by yourself?"

"Go back to the prince, and the guilty minister."

When Dong Lin heard this, he came out with a dull expression, knelt down with Wang Fucheng, and said: "The guilty minister participated in this matter under the coercion of the traitor Wang Fucheng, and he is willing to die."

"A Minister of the Ministry of War and a Governor of Tianjing Prefecture, one inside and one outside, it's a good cooperation."

Mo Zizai tapped lightly on the sword with his fingers, and looked at the two blamed men who were pushed out to take the blame, "However, the one on the left of you is leading the death, and the one on the right is leading the death, I'm afraid you have forgotten Da Zhou law?"

Speaking of this, Mo Zizai's tone became a little cold, "Zhao Qian, you are the minister of Dali Temple, tell them what crime should be to assassinate the king?"

Sweat broke out on the forehead of Zhao Qian, the Minister of Dali Temple who was named, he looked at Wang Fucheng and Wang Fucheng who were kneeling on the ground, and then looked up at Mo Zizai who was full of murderous intent. Gritting his teeth, he stood up and said in a trembling tone: "Go back to the prince, assassinate the king and kill the car as a conspiracy, and punish the nine clans according to the laws of the Great Zhou."

Hearing Zhao Qian's words, Dong Lin and Wang Fucheng, who were kneeling on the ground, did not have the slightest mood swing. They knew the consequences of this matter long ago, so they sent their sons out of the capital long ago, and they were not afraid of being caught by Mo Zizai.

And the clansmen in their hometown are far away from the capital. With the current situation in Dazhou, unless Mo Zizai personally sends troops, the local officials will definitely not have the courage to touch their clansmen.

As for Mo Zizai sending troops in person, although there is a possibility, their clansmen cannot be relocated. Although there will be huge losses, someone will compensate for everything, so it is not a big problem.

"Why, do you think that if you send your son away, you won't have any worries in the capital?"

Seeing the two people who didn't respond, Mo Zizai said softly to the back: "Chen Ying, bring the things up."

Following Mo Zizai's order, Chen Ying walked up to Wang Fucheng and Dong Lin with two brocade boxes in his hands.

"My lords, open it and have a look."

Wang Fucheng thought of a bad possibility, his face suddenly turned pale, and he asked with a trembling tone: "This... what is this?"

Chen Ying's soft voice sounded, he looked at Wang Fucheng with a smile on his face, and said: "This is something that our family has been searching for for several days, and I believe it will definitely satisfy Master Wang."

"How many days?"

The ominous premonition in Wang Fucheng's heart became stronger and stronger. He stretched out his right hand and tremblingly opened the brocade box.

"Ah, Sheng'er..."

When he saw the contents in the brocade box, Wang Fucheng let out a scream, because what was placed in the brocade box was a bloody human head, the blood stains on the head had been cleaned, and the blood stains on the head could be seen. It can be concluded that the appearance is somewhat similar to Wang Fucheng, but it is much younger, and looks about 20 years old.

"Mo Zizai, you are so cruel!!!"

Wang Fucheng snatched the youngest son's head from Chen Ying's hand, then stood up abruptly, and said sharply to Mo Zizai, "Why is my son so innocent, why do you have to kill them all?"

"Huh~"

Mo Zizai chuckled and didn't respond, he just leaned on the dragon sword and walked down from the dragon chair. When he got to Wang Fucheng's side, he suddenly kicked Wang Fucheng's chest without warning. .

"Bang~"

Mo Zizai's kick came out in anger, and he didn't spare too much strength. Wang Fucheng, who was caught off guard, was kicked with several broken ribs, and blood was constantly spraying out from his mouth. After flying a few meters away, he fell heavily on the open space among the civil and military officials.

"He is innocent? Then Weiyi is not innocent?"

Mo Zizai walked up to Wang Fucheng's side, pressed the hilt of his sword against his throat, and said in a cold tone, "You only need to assassinate my wife, and don't allow me to kill your son? What are you?"

"Uh...hm..."

Wang Fucheng, whose trachea was choked with blood, made two sounds from his throat. He swallowed the blood with difficulty, and then looked at Mo Zizai full of hatred, "You are perverted, cruel, and unpopular. The 800-year-old foundation of Dazhou Sooner or later, I will die at your hands!"

"You think you'll be fine if you kill me. You see, who doesn't expect you to die?"

"If you can escape this assassination, can you escape the next one?"

The heartbroken Wang Fucheng laughed wildly. He stared at Mo Zizai firmly, and said, "You won't live long. I'll wait for you, and I'll wait for you below."

"Then just wait slowly."

Mo Zizai didn't care about Wang Fucheng's curse, he said lightly: "But it's too lonely for you to wait alone, except for your youngest son, your other sons, and other people in your family, this king brought it too."

"Since we're going on the road, it's better for the whole family to walk lively."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zizai said coldly: "Chen Ying, take Lord Wang, Lord Dong and their families to the execution ground for execution."

"Here."

Chen Ying responded, and then dragged Wang Fucheng and Dong Lin out with a few Dongchang guards.

"Mo Zizai, you are not well...cough cough..."

Wang Fucheng used his last strength to utter the last curse, but he didn't finish his sentence at all. He was punched by Dongchangwei directly, and then his jaw was removed directly, sealing his ability to speak.

"Will I die, you must not see it."

Mo Zizai looked at Wang Fucheng who was being dragged out with some coldness. This time he was really angry. In the past, whether he killed people or ransacked their homes, he rarely implicated their clansmen. At most, he just exiled them. .

But this time was different, they dared to assassinate Tang Weiyi, which Mo Zizai absolutely could not tolerate.

After Wang Fucheng and Dong Lin were dragged out, the originally quiet court hall became even quieter now, and all the ministers didn't even dare to breathe.

However, although the atmosphere was depressing, the ministers' hearts were obviously relaxed a lot.

Because although Mo Zizai arrested Wang Fucheng's family, he had no intention of interrogating Wang Fucheng at all. From their point of view, Mo Zizai's behavior was the same as the last time he killed Hu Xiaosheng, and they obviously didn't want to pursue the matter any further. .

In this case, there is nothing to worry about, at most it is just a little more money.

Just when they were silently calculating how much money they would pay this time, they heard Mo Zizai say coldly:

"Do you think this is the end of this matter?"

(End of this chapter)