MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ 432. The ending of Yu Wang
432. Yu Wang’s ending
Mo Xiaobao’s eyes turned and smiled. “With, I told you...” I got to Qin’s ear and Mo Xiaobao whispered. After listening to his words, Qin Li’s eyes twitched and asked: “Well?”
"Absolutely no problem. You are waiting to watch the show." Mo Xiaobao smiled.
Qin Lie was silent for a moment, and sincerely said: "If you are too wicked, you will have retribution."
Mo Xiaobao gave him a big white eye. "Don't say it is like you are not interested."
Qin Lie silently, both of them looked at each other and showed a meaningful smile. Mo Xiaobao happily threw down Qin Lie, and made a hard look at the exquisite face that was exactly the same as himself. "Good brother, I know that you also feel fun." So, it can be mixed in the Ding Wangfu. No one is good.
Mo Xiaobao had just discussed with Qin Lie, and there was a messy footstep outside. Although there are a lot of guards in this yard, the general action is extremely careful. If Mo Xiaobao and Qin Lie don't always pay attention to the outside movement, they can hardly hear any footsteps. The only one that can go so arrogantly is only one of Mo Jingli. Mo Xiaobao glanced at Qin Lie and quickly jumped onto the beam and disappeared into an inconspicuous small hole above the beam.
Mo Xiaobao just disappeared, and the door of the room was opened by a person who touched it from the outside. The child who was asleep in bed was shocked by this huge noise, and his mouth began to burst into tears.
Looking at the appearance of the little doll crying, Qin Lie only felt cold sweat. He really can't marry a child. Just this little ancestor is a little sleepy.
"Shut up!" Mo Jingli's low pressure, cold voice shouted. Qin Lie rolled his eyes. "You have the ability to come, you are sick, don't you know that children are hard to marry?"
Mo Jingli had just suffered a big loss at Mo Xiuzhen, and when he came back, he was run by Qin Lie. The look on his face was even harder to look at. Mo Jingli rushed forward and picked up the cold and cold voice of Qin Lie: "Do you want to find death?" Qin Lie lifted his hand unceremoniously and went directly to the eyes of Mo Jingli, and Mo Jingli quickly lifted it. From the other hand to stop, Qin Lie volleyed a kick and kicked the hand of Mo Jingli back to a few steps to stand still, and lifted his chin and provoked Mo Jingli.
Qin Li’s beautiful counterattack made Murong’s face more difficult to look at. Although he is not worried that this kid will be against the sky, but the son of Mo Xiuzhen has been so young, and his only son is...
Qin Lie sneaked a sigh: "Do you dare to kill me? Killing this world, you are waiting to die."
Ink Jingli looks stunned. "Even if you die, it is not bad to have your funeral! You have to look at the death of a son, Mo Xiuzhen and Ye Liu." Qin Lie laughed and said: "Hey, Chu Huang Zhen is very motivated. It turns out that your ideal is to watch my father and mother hurt. What about it? Even if you kill me, this world is still my father, I have brother and sister. My father Wang and Niang are still enjoying the same year in the future. This world only thinks that there is a Chu emperor to bury, which is not bad. Maybe... When the father is angry, he can also get a few more people to bury this family. For example, that... Mo Yunyun, maybe there is ink with the cloud. This world is a good deal for three generations of Chu Emperor."
"You really are not afraid of death?" Mo Jingli stared at Qin Lie.
Qin Lie smiled and said: "It should be a little better than the Chu Emperor. Chu Huang can give it a try. If you kill this son, you can still walk out of the city. Oh... there is a little Nanxiao prince, maybe you can Think of him as a chip." Mo Jingli's face is still ugly, but the murderousness of his body gradually converges. He is very clear in his heart. The little baby in Nanxun can only increase the chips when it is not important. If you really kill Mo Xiaobao, the anger of Mo Xiu is definitely not a Nanxiao little prince can offset.
With a cold scream, Mo Jingli finally walked away. "You give it to you honestly. You can't kill you now, but it doesn't mean you can't beat you!"
"This world is so scared." Qin Lie did not have any sincerity, no longer cares about the anger and rush to go to Mo Jingli, walked to the bed and began to be awkward to pick up the crying baby still groaning.
In the Wangfuli, Mo Xiuzhen and Ye Li did not rush to find Mo Xiaobao. This time, this is a trial of Mo Xiaobao. Otherwise, if you want to kill Mo Jingli, you don’t need to be so complicated. It has already been solved.
In the dark cell of Wang Fuzhong, Mo Jingyu sat silently in a large chair and looked at the slightness of the ink in the ink and the heart of the glass. For a long while, I couldn’t help but ask: "Do you really worry about the safety of the small child?"
Ink repaired him and looked down at him. He looked down at the file in his hand and said indifferently: "If he is so easily injured by Mo Jingli, he will not be worthy of being the king of the palace." Mo Jingyu frowned, he is I saw that Mo Xiaobao was pour medicine and was taken away by Mo Jingli. However, the indulgence of ink repairing and glazing made him feel that something was wrong. There were no parents in the world who would not worry about the safety of their children, unless they knew that the child was not in danger.
"Shizi is really in the hands of Mo Jingli." Mo Jingyu said.
Ink repaired nodded and said: "This king knows, otherwise, why do you want to let the king leave the ink?" Now the king is not interested in this, Mo Jingyu, telling the king and Chu, and Mo Jingli is in the glass city. The stronghold."
In the case of Mo Jingyu, Shen Sheng said: "This matter has nothing to do with Dachu. Cooperation with Mo Jingli is the king's own business."
Ink repaired his eyebrows and smiled: "You don't have to explain this with the king. This king wants you to know all the big Chu royal and Mo Jingli's strongholds and the list of fine works." How much fine and secretly hidden in the Dachu royal family? Power is in the private sector, and even the kingdom of the kingdom cannot be fully known. If there is no such power, it is impossible for Mo Jingli to give birth to so many things in Licheng.
"This king is just a patriarch of the ancestral hall. These are only known to Mo Jingli."
Ink repaired his head and did not believe his words. Laughed: "But this king thinks that there should be a lot of things that even Mo Jingli doesn't know. What I really know should be... The Empress Dowager is right. And this time you come to Licheng, the Empress Dowager is impossible." Don't tell you."
Mo Jingyu stunned and coveted silently.
Mo Xiuyu rested leisurely on the couch, faintly said: "When Mo Jingjing was still alive, he put a lot of fine works into the northwest. These things are not known to me. But the Queen Mother must know Originally, the king did not intend to pay attention to it. After all, there is no wall that is impenetrable in the world. Even if it is removed, some people will sharpen their heads and drill inside. But this time...Mei Jingli’s story tells the king that It is very important that the kindness is soft and it will cause great trouble. Therefore, the king decided to sweep the worms a little, and then often spray the water to kill the insects, set fire to a burning, maybe not long after the insects? ""
The eyes of Mo Jingyu could not help but pump out. You also called the heart to be soft, and all the people in the world are living Bodhisattvas.
"From the very beginning... Are you trying to dig the big Chu in the northwest, or do you want to catch Mo Jingli?" For a long time, Mo Jingyu finally asked. Ink repaired his chin and asked slowly: "Why can't the king think about the two together? The old devil is not too small, take this to talk to the king about the conditions? Mojiajun can not attack Jiangnan within 20 years? How did she come up with such a lovely condition?"
In this case, Mo Jingyu understands that all these unfortunate things are originated from the self-prescription of the Empress Dowager. He simply did not know that the Empress Dowager had also mentioned such conditions with Mo Xiu, and it was obvious that the Empress Dowager was still against him. Sighed, Mo Jingyu said: "I don't know about this incident. The Empress Dowager did not even tell this matter. Do you think I will know the list of the big Chu in the northwest?"
Ink repaired and sneered. "If you don't know, do you dare to go this?"
Mo Jingyu was once again silenced. After a long time, he raised his head and asked: "If I said it, what good can it be?" Mo Xiu smiled and looked at him with a smile: "You can not be punished." Shaking his head, said: "No, you must keep my life safe. Although I promised to help Mo Jingli, I didn't actually do anything. So, shouldn't it be offended to settle the palace? I can tell you little. Where is the child now, but you must keep my safety and let me leave the northwest."
Ink repaired him like a smile and smiled: "Nothing to do? Forced the little emperor to sneak out of the ink, do not count?"
Mo Jingyu suddenly widened his eyes. "How are you..."
Ink repaired and waved, and the door of the cell not far away was opened. An eleven-year-old boy wearing a bright yellow robes came in. Looking at Mo Jingyu whispered: "Yu Wang Shu."
Mo Jingyu stared at Moshangyun with disbelief. "Is it you... Did you tell Mo Xiuzhen?" Just watching the appearance of Mo Suiyun knows that he has not suffered much, that is to say, the people of the palace have not been forced. he. He even saw a look of joy and gloating from the eyes of Mo Shuiyun, which made Mo Jingyu have to ponder that he might have been ignorant of this seemingly insignificant little emperor.
Ink squinted with the clouds, some grievances looked at Mo Jingyu: "Yu Wangshu, I am sorry. I don't want to die, I don't want to accompany you to die. I am afraid... I am afraid of Wang Shu. You are not always Tell me that Wang Shu is very powerful, then why should I let him catch his son. It will be dead."
Mo Jingyu wants to vomit blood, and now he can't see it anywhere. This kid is simply playing pigs and eating tigers. Mo Jingyu gritted his teeth, "Ink with the clouds, do you know what you are doing?"
Insufficient with the cloud, he nodded.
Ink-lao lazy: "This child can understand what you are doing than you. How do you know what you are doing tonight? How is Shen Yang in the hall without knowing the ice magnolia?"
"Is it you?!" Although I knew that I was sold by Suiyun, but Mo Jingyu still couldn't believe it, Mo Shuiyun had already started to check with Wangfu so early. "You... cooperate with the palace, you are not afraid." Do you want to die with the tiger?"
Ink with the cloud looked up at Mo Jingyu, seriously said: "Yu Wang Shu, do not cooperate with the Wangfu, I may have died, and with the cooperation of Wang Shu, I always have the opportunity to live, live to have a chance to turn over Deeply glanced at Mo Suiyun, Mo Jingyu finally fell back into the chair with a powerlessness, a look that had nothing to say. Ink repaired and waved his hand to bring the ink back with the clouds. In the cell, he was quiet again. Mo Jingyu looked at ink repair and Ye Liu, and smiled bitterly: "Ding Wang is really a good means to make a good plan. You can play the world between the applause." Slightly raised eyebrows, did not speak. Mo Jingyu looked at him and said: "From the very beginning, you know that Mo Jingli wants to start with Wang Shizi. And he also knows what he wants to do, then... it’s so easy for Wang Shizi to be caught by Mo Jingli. I am afraid that it is also designed to achieve?"
After suddenly discovering that everything was pinched in the palm of his hand, Mo Jingyu was awake. Suddenly remembered when the ink repaired the corpse, Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenduo did not see any clues together. The heart suddenly sank and said: "There is no such thing as being caught by Mo Jingli!" No matter which parent When the son is taken away, it is impossible to be so calm and calm, even if there are countless people in the secret.
Mo Xiu sighed softly and looked at Mo Jingyu's somewhat regrettable way: "Ink Jingyu, you have always been a smart person, but unfortunately... you have done a fool thing on the king's site. It is really The king has to move you. What benefits did Mo Jingli give you so that you dare to fight against this king?"
Ink Jingyu's face was pale, and closed his eyes and closed his eyes: "Chengguo Yuxi."
"Chongguo Yuxi?" Mo Xiuqiu was very interested in picking an eyebrow, and looking at Ye Liu from the side, asked: "Ali, do you like to pass on the country?" Ye Liyue looked at him, "Cheng Guoyu What is the use?"
"It seems to be of no use." Ink has been indulged for a moment. "It’s like a little bigger than the seal of the king's house." Ye Li shook his head. "You are too small to engrave the writings of the kingdom of the town of Jiulong." With a nod of approval, he did not have any interest in what was passed down to the country, and... the piece in the hands of Mo Jingli could not be called a national jade, and at most it could only be regarded as the great jade of the great Chu. If he is interested, he can directly enlighten the country and find a piece of jade to engrave a jade.
The smile of Mo Jingyu is bitter, not everyone has the ability and courage to repair ink. For a person who is ambitious to the throne, the passing of the country is absolutely unstoppable. What's more, Mo Jingli promised that his conditions were far more simple than passing the country, so he had to agree.
Mo Xiu looked at him, calmly said: "A district of a country should not let you have the courage to fight against this king, there is something else?" Mo Jingyu does not speak, not he still wants now I’m not convinced by ink repair, but I can’t really say it. Said, he only has one death.
Looking at his appearance in the end, Mo Xiu sneered a sneer: "Do you think that you will not say, can the king not find it?"
Mo Jingyu’s face was white, and finally he hanged his head and muttered: “Since Wang Ye already knows, why bother?”
Ink repaired staring at him: "This king just doesn't understand... As a patriarch of the Great Chu, why did you sell your country for hundreds of thousands of silver? In those two years, those in the north were slaughtered. The people, at least one and a half have to count on your head?" Mo Jingyu pale face, lips curled slightly, closed eyes for a long time before sighing: "For what ... I do not know for what. Perhaps It’s a sigh of relief. It’s all the sons of the father’s son, and Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli’s stupid goods will be ruined, but they can still take power, even if Mo Jingqi is by Mo Jingli. Killing, compared to letting these outsiders take power, the Empress Dowager still prefers to tolerate his son. They are intrigued by power, and we are dedicated to the people who are eager to rush, but they really want to buy one. The gadgets are stretched. In such a day... Didn’t the king also receive it? If it weren’t for the king’s own country, then it would be an enemy. In those years, what would it be for the king to be?”
"Do you think you are smarter than Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli?" Mo Xiu sneered and asked.
Mo Jingyu raised his hand to cover his eyes and said: "I originally thought so, now... I don't know." He is not a mad traitor. The original confusion has already cast an irreparable mistake. When he woke up, Dachu had moved south. In the past few years, he assisted Mo Jingli as a conscientious person. Unfortunately, because of his royal status, Mo Jingli always guarded him. And now... Is there still someone who wants to turn over these accounts?
For a time, Mo Jingyu looked a little disheartened, looking up at the ink repair: "What do you want to know, I will tell you. How do you want to deal with me... with yours. Just... my children are still In Dachu, I hope that the palace will guarantee their safety. If you don't ask for prosperity, just ask them to be safe." After these words, Mo Jingyu instantly seemed to be old.
Ink repaired and sank for a moment, nodded and agreed.
Mo Jingyu is understanding the ink repair, although the scheming makes the enemy hate itching. But the real promise has always been to keep the promise, and Mo Jingyu nodded: "You come with a pen and paper. I can only tell you what I know, but the Queen Mother may not tell me all."
After a while, Mo Xiu and Ye Li left the cell with the information provided by Mo Jingyu. In the cell, Mo Jingyu is still sitting in the large chair, and the whole person is motionless as if he is not angry. The ending of Mo Jingyu has already been doomed. For those who are treason, whether it is Mo Xiu or Ding Wang, they are all severely punished. No matter whether he recruits or not, there is only one dead road. Now, no one cares about him. Life and death.
