The king behind the empress

Chapter 457 Bai Ling is Too Hard
After beheading the city gate officer, Chang Yinliang took control of the city gate with little effort, and then he didn't delay much, and directly asked people to open the city gate, and he took people down to meet Mo Zizai.

"The guilty minister, Chang Yinliang, the Chancellor of Yanyang County, has met King Zizai."

When Chang Yinliang came to Mo Zizai's horse, he just bowed and did not defend himself.

"The governor?"

Mo Zizai frowned slightly when he heard Chang Yinliang self-reported his family name. He guessed that someone in the city would come out and surrender, but he didn't expect that the person would arrive so quickly, and he was also the nominal second in command of Yanyang County.

It stands to reason that this kind of person is either Wang Qianjun's confidant, or he will be shown to death by Wang Qianjun. In the end, he actually left the city to surrender in such a way, which was a bit beyond his expectation, so he directly He asked, "Where's Wang Qianjun?"

"Master Sheriff..."

Hearing Mo Zizai asked about Wang Qianjun, Chang Yinliang's expression was a little gloomy, but he had already reached this point, so he couldn't hide anything anymore, so he said directly: "He should still be in the county guard's mansion at this time, and he probably hasn't gotten any information yet. The news that the criminal minister opened the city gate."

"Oh."

Mo Zizai knew something in his heart. It seemed that this was Wang Qianjun's confidant, but it was a pity that he was not as loyal to him as Wang Qianjun thought, but chose to betray him.

But this is a good thing for Mo Zizai, so he said a few words of relief, "It's okay, you are an official of Da Zhou, not his Wang Qianjun's. It's not too late to abandon the dark and turn to the bright."

Although he said so from the bottom of his heart, Mo Zi had a question mark in his heart about this person's character. After this matter was over, even if this person was innocent, he would not reuse him again.

Mo Zizai thought that after he finished saying this, Chang Yinliang would at least be a little excited, even if he didn't show ecstasy, but who knew he just showed a bitter smile, and then said: "Sinful minister Knowing that the crime is serious, I don't ask the prince for forgiveness."

"I just hope that the prince can see that the criminal minister took the initiative to open the city and surrender, so as to avoid the involvement of the criminal minister's family."

"Oh."

Mo Zizai said again, but this time after answering, he looked at Wang Qianjun with a thoughtful expression. He thought this was another guy who was greedy for life and afraid of death, but he didn't expect it was for his own family. In other words, although this person's crimes cannot be pardoned, Mo Zizai can still be punished lightly for the sake of his voluntary surrender.

After all, although the charges are often the same, how to deal with them depends on the mood of the handler.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the person's crimes are not very bad. Otherwise, if he takes care of his family, then Mo Zizai will simply send his family to the underworld to reunite, and at most let them suffer less when they die. It's just bitter.

So he thought about it for a while, and agreed directly, "Okay, as long as your crime is not too bad, I can make the decision and not involve your family."

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness."

Although Chang Yinliang didn't know what constituted a bad crime in Mo Zizai's eyes, since he had decided to open the city gate, it meant that he was a fish and a knife. , he led Mo Zizai's army directly towards the Sheriff's Mansion.

On the side of the county guard's mansion, although Chang Yinliang killed the city gate officer, Wang Qianjun still has a few confidantes among the soldiers guarding the city. It is still possible to inform Wang Qianjun afterwards.

Therefore, when Chang Yinliang led the army and came to the county guard's mansion, Wang Qianjun had already received the news that Mo Zizai had entered the city.

"Yin Liang...how could he betray me!"

Although Wang Qianjun was already arranging to make Chang Yinliang take the blame, in his opinion, it was okay for him to betray Chang Yinliang, but not for Chang Yinliang to betray him, so at this moment, he felt both anger and hatred in his heart.

It's just that now that Mo Zizai has already entered the city, no matter how much he resents Chang Yinliang, it will be useless at this time.

"Clan Zhu, Ling Chi..."

Thinking of Da Zhoulu, Wang Qianjun felt chills in his heart, but no matter how frightened he was, he had to face it. Since Mo Zizai had already entered the city, he could kill him at any time, and he didn't have much time left now. up.

He was silent for a moment, then asked the cook to cook some meals, and after they were done, he called the whole family together.

"Sit, all sit."

At this moment, Wang Qianjun appeared to be very gentle, and some concubines who were not qualified to sit at the table were forced to sit at the table by him.

"Our family hasn't eaten together for a long time. Today, the master will have a reunion dinner with you."

Wang Qianjun's wives and concubines were not stupid. They knew what happened, so they all understood what it meant when they looked at the food in front of them, so they all had fear on their faces, and no one dared to move their chopsticks.

Even if some ignorant children are a little greedy, they are still held tightly by their mother in her arms, preventing them from moving.

"What? Don't you eat?"

Wang Qianjun looked at the reaction of the crowd, and his face immediately sank, "Are you waiting for the old man to pour it down for you?"

"Master, I...I don't want to die..."

Wang Qianjun's concubine, who just married last year, is only 19 years old now. After listening to Wang Qianjun's words, he was frightened and cried.

Looking at the weeping pear blossoms and the rainy concubine's room, Wang Qianjun couldn't bear it, but when he thought about their fate after his death, his face became indifferent again, "Everyone has to eat."

Following Wang Qianjun's indifferent words, several servants immediately came over and stood behind them, staring at them coldly, as if they would forcibly feed them if they didn't want to eat.

"Okay, what are you crying about?"

Wang Qianjun's wife slammed the table and scolded the crying concubine. After calming her down, Mrs. Wang filled a bowl of soup for herself, then raised the bowl and said to Wang Qianjun: "My lord, I Let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Madam Wang drank the soup in her hand without any hesitation.

"Don't look at it, drink it all."

After putting down the bowl, Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Qianjun's other concubines and children indifferently, and said, "We are all a family, you don't want the master to do it yourself, do you?"

Hearing Mrs. Wang's words and looking at Wang Qianjun's stern gaze, even though these people felt helpless in their hearts, they could only fill a bowl of soup with tears in their eyes, and then drank it.

It's just that although they drank it themselves, they couldn't do anything if they were asked to feed their young children with the food they knew was poisonous.

Wang Qianjun's eldest son glanced at the youngest son in his wife's arms, and said pleadingly: "Father, Lin'er is only seven years old, can you avoid this matter?"

"I can be spared, can Mo Zizai be spared? What's more, we are all gone, and he is just suffering in this world alone. It's better to let him go with us, and we will be a family together again in the next life."

Wang Qianjun looked at the grandson he loves the most on weekdays, and his heart was full of reluctance. Just thinking of the fate of this grandson in Mo Zizai's hands, he hardened his heart again, and waved to his grandson: "Come on, Lin'er, come here!" Grandpa is here, and Grandpa will serve you a bowl of soup."

"it is good."

The little guy was only seven years old, so naturally he didn't know what happened. When he heard his grandfather calling him, he immediately responded with a crisp and tender voice, and then he was about to break free from his mother's embrace and go to his grandfather.

As a result, Wang Qianjun's daughter-in-law looked at Wang Qianjun in horror. Although she didn't dare to say anything, she didn't let go of the little guy's hand.

"Mom, you scratched me."

The little guy struggled twice but didn't break free, but felt his mother's hug was getting tighter, so he couldn't help crying out in pain.

"OK OK."

Mrs. Wang glanced at her daughter-in-law, shook her head and said, "Since they can't bear it, let's forget it. After we're all gone, Lin'er is just a young child, and he won't be too hard on him if he wants to come to the court."

"If he can survive and continue the incense for your Wang family, it will be considered a good thing."

"From a woman's point of view, how could Mo Zizai be so merciful!"

Wang Qianjun snorted coldly, and then reprimanded him, but he hesitated for a moment in his heart, maybe it was the sentence of continuing the incense for his Wang family that moved him, so he didn't insist on letting the little guy come over.

After such a short delay, the face of Mrs. Wang who drank the soup first changed suddenly, and a trace of black blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, but she was not too surprised. After taking a last look at Wang Qianjun, she didn't even say a word. Without saying a word, he clutched his chest and fell down.

And as Mrs. Wang fell down, the rest of the people who drank the soup also fell down one after another. Some of them were more excited and kept the soup in their mouths without drinking it, but they were spotted by the servants and stepped forward After one cut, the entire room was strewn with corpses.

Except for a few young children who didn't know anything about it and Wang Qianjun, the entire Wang family had already been wiped out.

"Go madam, I'm here for my husband."

Wang Qianjun looked at the corpses all over the house, feeling sad for a moment, he was cruel, and filled a bowl of soup for himself, but when he brought it up to his mouth, he looked at his wife bleeding from all seven orifices, and always felt a little sad. Ferocious, after a short pause, he put down the bowl of poisonous soup, and then said to himself: "Drinking poison to die is too embarrassing, not in line with the decency of my generation of scholars."

After hesitating for a while, Wang Qianjun stood up directly, then found a white silk, and threw it directly over the beam.

"Bai Ling is better."

Wang Qianjun looked at Bai Ling, feeling a little satisfied in his heart. After waving away those loyal servants, he stood on the stool tremblingly, then supported Bai Ling with two hands, and carefully put his head into Bai Ling. .

At this moment, he only needs to kick the stool away, and he can immediately hang himself on the white silk.

However, he stuck his head in for a long time, but his whole body remained motionless, without any intention of kicking the stool away.

After a while, Wang Qianjun suddenly let out a sigh, and then took his head back from the white silk, "Oh, this white silk is too hard, and it hurts my neck."

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Mo Zizai rushed to the Sheriff's Mansion with the Red Flame Dragon Rider, beheaded Wang Qianjun's loyal servants, and stepped into the lobby. The first thing he saw was the corpses all over the floor, and the people who were hugging the corpses in a mess. Crying child.

"Hiss, Wang Qianjun is so ruthless."

Mo Zizai couldn't help but gasp when he saw this tragic situation, it was self-destructive.

Chang Yinliang couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. Although Wang Qianjun wanted to use him as a shield, he still couldn't help feeling guilty when he saw the dead bodies of the Wang family.

After hesitating for a long time, Chang Yinliang suppressed the sadness in his heart, asked Mo Zizai for instructions, and then asked his guards to take these children aside first, and then helped restrain the corpses in the room.

After tidying up, Chang Yinliang ignored the blood stains on his body, and came over to report: "My lord, there are a total of 23 members of the Wang family, except for the county guard, all of them are here."

"Is Wang Qianjun not here?"

Hearing what Chang Yinliang said, Mo Zizai couldn't help but be a little surprised. He thought that Wang Qianjun would destroy his family, and he must be here, but he didn't expect that he wasn't here, which was a little strange.

"On Saturday, take someone to look for it and see if the Sheriff has gone to the study."

"Here."

Zhou Qi responded, then called a group of soldiers, and followed him to the backyard of the Sheriff's Mansion to look for Wang Qianjun's trace.

After he left, Chang Yinliang hesitated for a while, but looking at the crying children, he finally stood up a little unbearably, and knelt down in front of Mo Zizai, "My lord, there is a merciless minister I hope the prince can agree to my request."

Listening to the distress of those children, Mo Zizai felt that his head was a little big. When he heard Chang Yinliang's words, he said a word directly, "Speak."

"Although the Sheriff is unforgivable, these young children are innocent."

Chang Yinliang knew that he was not qualified to say this, but thinking of Wang Qianjun's kindness in the past, he couldn't help but bite the bullet and continued, "The guilty minister dares to ask the prince to spare these young children."

"Are you too easy to talk to me?"

Mo Zizai looked up at Chang Yinliang, and said in a calm tone, "Are you supposed to worry about these things?"

Mo Zizai's words made Chang Yinliang's face turn pale. He was already a sinner, and he begged Mo Zizai to spare his family because he had made great achievements in opening up the city. At this time, he was pleading for the young children of the Wang family. , Where does he have the qualifications?

Seeing Chang Yinliang's pale face, Mo Zizai slowed down his tone, and said by the way, "But don't worry, although this king likes to kill grass and roots, he has no habit of killing children. If you turn around, you will blame me." It’s not too heavy, these children can be sent to your family to raise.”

Chang Yinliang, who was originally pale, was overjoyed when he heard Mo Zizai's words, and knelt down to kowtow to Mo Zizai, saying: "Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness..."

Looking at Chang Yinliang who knelt and kowtowed, Mo Zizai didn't bother to talk to him, and found out later that if the problem was not serious, his house would be confiscated, and he would just keep it for him to raise. If the problem was serious, Mo Zizai would definitely kill him If you leave him, it doesn't matter whether he thanks you or not.

"My lord, Wang Qianjun was not found."

After Zhou Qi came back from the search, he shook his head at Mo Zizai and said, "There is only an empty white silk in Wang Qianjun's study, and there is no sign of him."

"No?"

Mo Zizai was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but chuckled, "Okay, play the golden cicada's shell trick for me, I'd like to see where he can get rid of this cicada."

"Send an order to seal off the whole city, and no one can enter or leave until Wang Qianjun is found."

(End of this chapter)