The Only Player in Daqin

Excited by the stab, very good, Han Ling looked at Mo Crow’s reaction and smiled, and continued leisurely, “Robbing military salaries is a felony, and the falconry guarding the General’s Mansion is even more ironclad evidence, if this evidence is allowed to appear in the court and the wilderness, even if General Ji is in power and can speak well, he must take off a layer of skin, unless, he fights the danger of the enemy country, comes to a dead net, and immediately rebels!” ”

Mo Crow instantly clenched the sleeve thorn in his hand, but did not stab it, even the falcon guarding the cave knew it, it can be seen that what this person said is true, if it really comes to that situation, then….

The hesitation in his heart, Han Ling saw it in his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was even bigger, it was time to give the last strong medicine.

Shaking his head and sighing, “Ji Wuye once had a fast knife, because this knife is light and fast enough, and the blade is sharp enough, so he uses it often, but if one day he finds that this knife has failed several times, and he wants to cut grass but hurts his hand, what do you say he will do?” ”

Several defeats are not to death, but if you hurt your hand, you will definitely die, Mo Crow frowned, the afterglow of his eyes kept paying attention to Han Ling who was walking around, the sleeve thorn on his hand slowly loosened, and said in a low voice, “The lives of the birds are all generals, how to decide is not me, my life, it is not worth anything”

Han Ling stopped, looked sideways at Mo Crow’s right hand and smiled, “Your loyalty is not bad, but the sleeve thorn in your hand tells me that you still have a reason not to die.”

The ink crow did not hide it, his eyes looked at the crow flying in front of him, and said quietly, “I have many relatives, in addition to them, there is also a chick that has not been able to fly in the sky, he is still too tender, too impulsive, I can die, he can’t”

Fledgling? This is obviously a proxy for a person, Han Ling’s mind flashed, thinking of the white feather youth who followed the falcon that night and went to the cliff with Mo Crow, Bai Feng (level 71), one of the Hundred Bird Killers, Mo Crow’s assistant, did not expect that there was this kind of good thing of buying one get one free, digging a corner of Ji Wuye, and even the other automatically collapsed.

Han Ling looked at Mo Crow with a smile and nodded, “You have this friendship, which shows that you still have a rare conscience in your heart, good birds choose trees to live, your loyalty is good, but at the beginning you chose the wrong owner, maybe you didn’t have a choice at that time, but now, you have”

Mo Crow smiled bitterly, the evidence of the general’s mansion robbing the military salary was like an invisible sword hanging over its head, once it did not agree, it would be made public, and it would be killed by a knife, what kind of choice was this.

Han Ling saw through his thoughts at a glance, and said with a sly smile, “Sometimes good birds will also be blinded, and it is impossible to see which is the inhabitable plane tree, I just guided you appropriately, but now you are not on this tree.”

Mo Crow’s heart was awe-inspiring, and he bowed his head slightly, “Mo Crow understands that before the ghost soldier is over, he will definitely give the adult a satisfactory answer.”

Han Ling nodded appreciatively, this Mo Crow was indeed a smart person, knowing that he was asking for a petition and betraying Ji Wuye, with his heart, he would never stay, only if he could prove this could he be considered a success in digging the wall.

After talking about business, before leaving, Han Ling glanced at Nangong Guo, who was lying on the desk and was arranged in a strange dead shape, and his eyelids jumped.

…..

The second day was rainy, and the dimly lit main hall of the Hanwang Palace was shrouded in a dark hue.

Han Wangan’s face was as gloomy as water, and he sat high and said in a deep voice, “Nangong Guo is also dead!” Zhang Xiangguo, the five presiding judges who were killed are all your subordinates, what do you think about this case? ”

He sighed in his heart, bowed and hesitated, “King Qiyu, Weichen feels… I’m afraid I can only send officials to continue the investigation.”

Ji Wuye glanced at him, revealing a sly smile that the conspiracy had succeeded, and said aggressively, “But if the ghost soldiers come again, sending people again will just send them to death in vain, right?” ”

Open hesitantly, “This…”

Han Wang anxiously stomped his foot and sighed, “So how is it good, how can a full salary of 450,000 gold soldiers be unclear!” ”

Ji Wuye sneered, squinted at the open ground, and revealed the last fangs, “There is a good candidate for the minister.”

Opening his heart, he saw Han Wang An hurriedly asking, “Oh? Who is it? ”

Ji Wuye said with a sly smile, “Naturally, Zhang Xiangguo, who is the number one in the Zhimou Dynasty.”

Han Wang An frowned, although he was a mediocre king, he also had some understanding of the way of checking and balancing power, and sent an open investigation to investigate the case, if he was also killed by ghost soldiers, he was still sent to death in vain, and also broke the current court pattern, and asked slowly, “What basis does General Ji have to know that Zhang Xiangguo can solve this case?” ”

Ji Wuye had already prepared and handed over his hand, “The minister heard that the ancestor of the Zhang clan was once the national master of the Great Zhou, and he had a lot of experience in the art of catching ghosts, and this matter was also recorded by historical officials, so it cannot be fake.”

Han Wangan was surprised and delighted, as if he had caught the last straw, and clapped his hands, “Okay, then send Zhang Xiangguo to try this case, but the case is urgent, the widow can only give you ten days at most, and the expiration is not broken, Qing should know it!” ”

There are words of suffering in the open ground, because the ancestors did indeed do this.

PS: Mo Crow’s paragraph was revised and rewritten for a long time, sorry, it was even later.