The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 182: Why run?
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Chapter 182 Why run?
"I don't know where is King Jing?" Looking at everything in front of him, Yao Zhenting finally believed that Ye Zixiao really had enough strength to compete with Ye Hongyi. He might have made the right move with this move.
"Master, don't worry, let's see how tough this knife is?" One of them took a long knife and handed it to Yao Zhenting respectfully. Yao Zhenting took the long knife by himself, and subconsciously flicked it twice before listening to the whistling band in his ear. wind.
"Listen to the sound and you know it is a good knife!" Yao Zhenting exclaimed.
At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps in the secret road.
"Master! Go!" At the moment when they heard the sound, the faces of the two who were talking and laughing suddenly changed, and immediately pulled Yao Zhenting up and ran towards the other end of the stone room.
"Why are you running?" Yao Zhenting only felt that Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, but he couldn't help but follow the two to another secret road, but not long after the three of them entered, they retreated.
"Master, do you still want to escape?" A cold voice came from Qinglong's mouth, and Yao Zhenting was shocked looking at the sharp sword against his neck. Until now, he still didn't understand what happened.
"Yao Zhenting, you are so bold that you dare to cast weapons in private behind my back. What do you want to do? Rebellion?" The voice of Yinzhe echoed in the cold stone room, where he saw Ye Hongyi For a moment, Yao Zhenting's eyes widened, and his body couldn't help shaking with fear.
"The emperor..." Yao Zhenting looked at Ye Hongyi in disbelief. He came, and he obviously got the secret letter of Ye Zixiao, but why is Ye Hongyi who appeared here? Just when Yao Zhenting wanted to ask the people on both sides for answers, he saw the people on both sides thump and kneel in front of him.
"Master! I'll wait to die!" After speaking, the two suddenly gritted their teeth.
"Not good!" When Qinglong rushed to stop, the two of them already vomited black blood, fell to the ground with a slam, and died of anger.
"Mingzhi? Okay! Yao Zhenting, it's no wonder that you don't put me in your eyes. It turns out that you have long been thinking about replacing them! Now that people get stolen goods, what else do you have to say?" Ye Hongyi looked violently. Yao Zhenting had a gloomy chill in his body.
"No... the emperor! The old minister was wronged!" Looking at the two people who had died on the ground, Yao Zhenting seemed to have been empowered by the power, and he woke up in the meantime. This is a trap. It is a midnight snack for himself. Set the trap!
"Injustice? With so many weapons in front of you, do you still dare to call for injustice?" Ye Hongyi sneered and asked coldly.
"It's King Jing! It's King King who asked the old minister to meet here! The old minister still has King King's secret letter!" At this moment, Yao Zhenting said anxiously, and tremblingly took out the secret letter written by Ye Zixiao from his sleeve. . On one side, Qinglong handed Yao Zhenting's so-called secret letter to Ye Hongyi.
Looking at the so-called secret letter empty in his hand, Ye Hongyi threw the rice paper on Yao Zhenting’s face.
"This is what you said!" Yao Zhenting grabbed the secret letter in horror, only to see that there was no ink on it, it was just a piece of blank paper.
"How could this be? Impossible...impossible! The emperor, King Jing wanted to rebel, and the old minister got the news. Originally, he wanted to find out the evidence and report it to the emperor. King Jing must have insight into the heart of the old minister, so It was designed to frame the old minister! The emperor, your lesson! The old minister is loyal to the emperor and has no rebellion!" Yao Zhenting knelt and climbed to the feet of Ye Hongyi, kowtow like a chicken pecking at rice.
"You said King Jing wanted to rebel? What about the evidence? Just rely on this blank piece of paper?" Ye Hongyi questioned indifferently, with a trace of chill in his eyes. He had long thought that except for Yao Zhenting, everything in the Soul Sand Garden had flourished. That tree, he has to uproot it!
"The emperor, this house full of weapons is evidence. These are all made by King King! If you don't believe the emperor, you can read the words on these weapons!" Yao Zhenting suddenly felt that if King King rebelled, the weapons would have a scene when they were cast. But when Yao Zhenting picked up the machete and looked for it carefully, he saw the word Yao on the weapon.
"Yao Zhenting, what do you say now?" On one side, An Bingshan took a copy and raised the sword to Ye Hongyi. The word Yao on it was very clear.
"The emperor...this is the conspiracy of King Jing...The three daughters of the old official are all favored by the emperor, especially the third daughter, Wan'er, who is the emperor’s jewel in his palm. There is no reason for the old official to rebel. Ah!" Yao Zhenting thumped on her knees, crawling in front of Ye Hongyi, unable to cry.
"Whether there is a reason is one thing, and it's another thing to do or not! Now the evidence is solid, and you can't tolerate your sophistry. Come here, put Yao Zhenting into death row and wait for his death!" Ye Hongyi said hostilely , And then ordered people to confiscate all weapons in the stone chamber.
In the dark, Yao Mowan clearly saw Yao Zhenting pushed out of the secret road **** with five flowers. Looking at the tearful old face, Yao Mowan exhaled a long breath.
"Master..." Yin Xue whispered worriedly.
"Do you think this palace is sad? Wrong, he is not worth it. He never regarded his mother as his wife, and he never regarded Mo Wan as a daughter. Naturally, Mo Wan would not be cheap enough to regard him as a father. Gong is thinking, just let him die?" Yao Mowan's sly eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.
In the Huaqing Palace, when Mingyu told Yao Suluan about Yao Zhenting's imprisonment, the tea cup in Yao Suluan's hand fell to the ground.
"Father really had an accident...how could it happen..." Yao Suluan muttered to herself, the next second, she suddenly got up and rushed out of Huaqing Palace.
When Yao Suluan broke into Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan was leaning on the chaise longue and teasing the flocculent.
"You wrote this? Why? What's the matter?" Yao Suluan raised the note in her hand, and a series of doubts in her mind made her irritable. Seeing Yao Suluan rushing towards Yao Mowan, Tingyue stepped forward to stop him, but did not want Yao Suluan to raise her hand fiercely.
Just as Yao Suluan's slap was about to fall on Ting Yue's face, Ting Yue held her white jade wrist tightly.
"Ting Yue! What are you doing?" Yao Suluan roared angrily in surprise.
"The slave and maid did nothing. Even if they did, they didn't need Li Fei's discipline. This is Guanju Palace. Regarding the rules of Ju Palace, Li Fei must not break in without my wife's permission." Ting Yue Sternly reprimanded.
"You!" Yao Suluan didn't expect that even the servants of Guanju Palace would be so mad.
"Ting Yue, if this slap really falls on your face, then you don't deserve to stay in Guanju Palace." Yao Mowan got up lazily and swayed to Yao Suluan, implying that Ting Yue was affirmed. way of doing.
"Yao Mowan, my father was arrested, you are not worried at all?" Yao Suluan reluctantly pulled her wrist back, glaring at Yao Mowan.
"Tingyue, you are guarding outside, no one is allowed to come in." Yao Mowan waved back Tingyue, then walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, pushing it to Yao Suluan's direction.
"Father? What the second sister said is really nice. To this day, does the second sister have this father in her heart?" Yao Mowan sneered at the nail on the head, coldly mocking. When Yao Mowan talked about the pain, Yao Suluan only felt frustrated, strode to the table, grabbed the teacup and drank it, and threw the note in his hand in front of Yao Mowan.
"'Don't go, unless you want to die', did you write the words on this?" Yao Suluan asked sharply.
"Mo Wan saved your life somehow, shouldn't you be grateful?" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and looked at Yao Suluan, and said grimly.
"Bah! All this is your conspiracy! You first imitated Ye Zixiao's handwriting to ask the palace to go to the purple bamboo forest, and then you made such a thing to warn the palace! Yao Mowan, what on earth do you want to do?" Yao Suluan I want to ask frantically.