Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 1021 Why Hate

"The so-called earthquakes are all the work of the governor." Mo Buli said, resting his hands idly behind his back, and looked in Huan Zicheng's direction with those cool and hot eyes.

Huan Zicheng looked back at him indifferently: "Yes. I asked someone to blow up dozens of barrels of gunpowder, just to invite the county king to come out for a meeting."

"The handwriting is not small." Mo Buli looked around, with a mocking expression on his face: "In order to see me, the governor has taken great pains."

"I don't like to wait." Huan Zicheng replied calmly.

"Really?" Mo Buli didn't know if he remembered something, the sarcasm on his face faded, his eyes slid past Huan Zicheng, and looked at the damaged eaves, seemingly in a daze: "What does the governor want to ask? "

"Reason." Huan Zicheng said briefly, and immediately lifted up his green shirt, and sat on the white stone floor under the dilapidated porch eaves, but assumed the posture of a long talk.

When Mo Buli heard the words, a funny expression appeared on his face again: "Perhaps you should ask your lord—Huan Daofei about your so-called reason." After speaking, he paused for a moment, and suddenly seemed He thought of something, raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Forget it, but I forgot for a moment, he is sick right now, I'm afraid he can't say the whole thing."

As he spoke, he curled his lips, looked at Huan Zicheng with a clear expression, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Now that I think about it, the assassin of the Zhao Kingdom must have been played by the Dudu himself." He shook his head. , the smile on his face turned into a self-mockery: "As soon as this little lamb, A Pu, entered Huan's house, it just happened to confirm your story about the assassination by Zhao Guo's assassins. It's really a good plan."

Huan Zicheng didn't answer, and Qin Su who was beside him was also silent.

The heavy snow kept falling, covering this small square world.Qin Su looked sideways, and saw that the narrow path leading to the stone room had already accumulated a thick layer of snow.

This place is the entrance to the secret path of Baiyun Temple, and their current location is in the open space behind the Danjing room.

After receiving the information from Huan Daofei, Qin Su immediately thought of this.

If there is any place in this world where Prince Jing's daughter can hide, the secret path of Baiyun Guan is the first choice.

And when considering this point, it is not difficult to understand why the Shuizong has been guarding the White Horse Temple.It is this secret path that he is guarding.Even if you can't watch at close range, staring at it from afar is still a kind of waiting.

And then, they got the first-hand news from Yin Tang, and deduced one thing:

The so-called Princess Liuli back then is now Mo Buli, but this Mo Buli is actually a man disguised as a woman, a small county king who was concealed by King Jing.

Judging from Prince Jing's subsequent outcome, I'm afraid that he had to do this because of his unavoidable reasons.

"Those past events, my family's lord has some words to talk about, but the words are not clear." Huan Zicheng's unhurried voice sounded, but the continuation of the previous topic was inseparable, which also brought Qin Su back to his senses. .

Qin Su turned his head to look, and saw Huan Zicheng's face was peaceful, and he looked at Mo Buli without any hostility, as if he was really chatting with an old friend, and his voice was also indifferent: "Because we don't know much about it. , Therefore, I just want to ask the county king, why do you hate my family Huan so much?"

Mo Buli stared at the distant mountain peaks in ecstasy, and there seemed to be a sense of trance in his voice: "I think you know about my father and king."

It seems that Huan Zicheng and Qin Su both agree that he is the king of the county, not the owner of the county. He doesn't seem surprised, obviously he has expected the situation today.

Hearing what he said, Huan Zicheng nodded his head: "Prince Jing's rebellion is known to the whole world."

Mo Buli sneered, and said disdainfully: "You only know about Prince Jing's rebellion, but you don't know that my father's rebellion was also forced by the late emperor, an old dog. The twists and turns are completely different from the rumors outside .”

"So I heard the details." Huan Zicheng said with a faint smile, flicking his sleeves.

Mo Buli looked at him sideways, and raised his lips: "You are different from your father, you are much more calm than him."

He seemed to be recalling the past, and there was a look of melancholy in his eyes again, and he turned his empty gaze to the distant mountains, and remained silent for a while.

Seeing this, Qin Su curled her lips secretly.

It's almost time to die, but this Mobuli still has a yin and yang look. I'm afraid it's the femininity of being raised as a daughter back then, which is really uncomfortable.

She was slandering her stomach, and was about to scold him a few words to provoke him, but suddenly she let out a long sigh: "The father and the late emperor were the two sons that the emperor admired the most. When my grandfather was in power, he was reluctant to establish a crown prince because it was difficult to choose between my father and the late emperor."

Seeing him open his mouth, Qin Su immediately put away all his emotions and listened quietly.

Mo Buli still looked like he was wandering away, his voice was very slow, as if he was recalling and said: "The emperor's grandfather has not established a prince for a long time, the father is a young son, he is still young, so he didn't take it seriously. But the first emperor couldn't sit still. He was already the elder, and he was a descendant. It stands to reason that the crown prince should be placed on him no matter what, but the emperor's grandfather hesitated in every possible way. The crown prince and the imperial grandfather did not make a decision either. Time passed day by day, and the late emperor was getting older, but he did not see the prince's position on him, he was extremely disturbed, and gradually, he had other thoughts."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his eyes to look at Qin Su, and asked, "His Royal Highness, can you guess what the late emperor was thinking?"

It might as well be that he asked this question, Qin Su was stunned, and after pondering for a long time, Fang said slowly: "If this palace is the first emperor, this palace...will have murderous intentions."

"Oh?" Mobuli looked at her playfully: "Why?"

"Isn't it easy to guess?" Qin Su said in a leisurely and elegant voice, and his eyes seemed to be fixed on Mo Buli's smooth and handsome face: "The first emperor...that is, the imperial grandfather of this palace, is both a concubine and a concubine. Chief, if the great-great-grandfather passed away suddenly, it would be logical for the great-grandfather to practice Zuo. Even if we searched through the ancestral rules, no one would object to this."

"You're quite smart." Mo Buli nodded appreciatively, and said to Qin Su "Ben Gong" that he didn't bother to criticize, and continued to speak slowly: "The first emperor...was indeed murderous. He is a sinister, ruthless and ruthless person. Once he makes up his mind, he will immediately start to act. On the bright side, he puts on a glamorous appearance, and he is kind and gentle no matter whether he is with the superior or the inferior , Even the emperor's grandfather often praised him for his kindness. But in secret, he recruited a large number of people who were willing to die in court, inside and outside the court, and around the imperial city, waiting for a good opportunity."

(End of this chapter)