MTL - The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish-Chapter 42

The Empress Dowager is fond of both cleanliness and beauty. The Cining Hall has always been cleaned up and down, and the beautiful and lovely maids and girls often come in and out to relieve her boredom, but now all the girls who come in and out are girls crying, putting on makeup, and putting on makeup. In the basin at the top, the handkerchief was soaked with blood and stained with water.

The sky nearing dusk turned red in the midst of cries, gloomily pressed down on people's hair, the muddy rain disappeared, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Ji Zheng reluctantly moved forward with slow steps, he moved forward a point, the oil-paper umbrella above his head moved forward a point, he turned half a point to the right, and the oil-paper umbrella followed by a half point to the right.

Can't dodge.

"Is she dead?" Ji Zheng had to look up and ask the owner of the oil-paper umbrella above his head with his eyes.

Ming Ci Yue stretched out his hand and nudged him in the direction of the entrance of the hall, without making a sound.

The identity of the person who carried out the assassination has been identified. It is not the people from the capital gathered outside the palace gate, but the ordinary villagers who have lived in the villages downstream of the Taishui River for generations.

The people gathered outside the palace, entered the palace to face the saint, and even stabbed with a knife, in fact, they were secretly acquiesced by the empress dowager. Dali Temple only traced the identity of the assassin, not the people from the capital gathered outside the palace gate, but the ordinary villagers who have lived in the villages downstream of the Taishui River for generations.

They reported the news to the emperor and the Marquis of Wu'an respectively, and then they were silent and did not dare to act rashly. After all, the palace was about to change.

This is very strange. There is no way that the four hundred-mile road can be reached by one person in three hours on foot in the morning.

Unless there is a galloping horse in the rain and snow, a man who drives the horse.

Ji Zheng didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to look back at Ming Ciyue.

Only half of the palace lanterns were lit in the hall, and it was extremely dark. The Marquis of Wuan had already entered the hall before him and stood silently in the shadow.

The hunched figure of the woman was curled up under the curtain and bedding, and the stab was too far in the panic. If it was a young and strong person, it might be able to recover after lying down for a month, but it may not be possible if it was replaced by this body. .

The Marquis of Wu'an's eyes were full of concern, but the corner of his mouth was standing there with a smile that was not a smile. The Empress Dowager glared at him and waved to Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng stood still, knowing very well that this woman just waved to the royal family's "Ji" surname when she was in decline.

The Empress Dowager beckoned again. This time, the Marquis of Wu'an came up to meet her and grabbed her hand first.

There was a heart-rending, violent cough, her throat was full of congestion, and she coughed for a long time without saying a word.

Ji Zheng could see clearly that it was clearly the Marquis of Wu'an who held her hand tightly, with a sad expression on his face, and after a long while there was still some words in his mouth, "I will obey, please rest assured."

He originally thought that the Gu family was a lackey born to depend on the empress dowager, but he did not expect that the aloof hostess would also be swallowed up one day.

This scene is so absurd and ridiculous, the maid and imperial doctor who was present only fell to her knees, guarding a pile of blood-stained gauze in silence.

Ji Zheng approached, and saw the woman's face full of pain and pleading, even with a little struggling expectation, and said coolly, "I will go to the mountain to live quietly and pray for the emperor's grandmother." Then he turned towards the door of the palace. And go.

All that was left was the babbling sound that lingered in the back, squeezing out of the top of his throat.

go, go.

The Marquis of Wu'an and the Empress Dowager were biting dogs. No matter what kind of energy he was involved in, he could predict that it would fall into the hands of Marquis Wu'an, and the Empress Dowager would probably die within three days.

Before he died, there were still two forces fighting to contain him. Once there was only one person left, the court would probably have to change his surname.

He wanted to rush to Yucheng Villa first while the Marquis of Wu'an was busy seizing power. He wanted to see what was hidden in the Gu family in this mysterious villa that had not been built, and what was the relationship with the sinking things that night? What role did Gu Congtian play in the repeated excitement of the search for things?

Ming Ciyue was still waiting for him at the front door of Cining Hall with a paper umbrella, Ji Zheng slipped back to Yanfu Hall quietly from the back door, walking fast along the way. As soon as he entered the temple, he immediately wrote a decree in cursive: the emperor lost his virtue, moved the sluice, disturbed the dragon veins, and caused the empress dowager to suffer from an old illness. The country prayed for blessings for seven days. During this period, Prince Jing was ordered to resign Yue Yue to be the minister of supervision of the country, with full power to supervise the state affairs.

"Ming Ci Yue, Minister of State Supervision..." These words were written in black and yellow paper, and Ming Ci Yue was the prince regent who had stamped the seal.

When he finished writing, Ji Zheng could hear his heart pounding non-stop.

If those days of cheating are fake, then what is real, is it real at this moment?

This is completely different from the opportunity in the plot of the original book, which is a dangerous move for Ji Zheng to walk alone. He didn't have time to think about it, and he couldn't tell Ming Ciyue. He only left the jade seal on this edict, and looked like he gave up completely, and went out of the palace in a carriage overnight.

At this moment, all around him are the guards placed by the Empress Dowager. These people have lost their masters at the moment, and they dare not let go of the current sage easily, and they dare not stop him at will. They only **** them around the carriage from a distance, waiting silently. Watching him out of the palace.

It was not yet dawn, and only six or seven hours had passed since the Empress Dowager's assassination. Ji Zheng didn't have time to change his clothes, he only wore the bright yellow and thin court clothes when he was facing the main hall, and curled up in the corner of an ordinary old wagon, looking out of place.

The carriage took advantage of the time when countless illustrious families entered and exited the palace gate to visit the Empress Dowager, slipped out of the palace gate, and bumped all the way towards Beili Mountain.

When it was dawn the next day, they found that the emperor was not there, and they found the edict, and when Ming Ci was pushed to a higher position to compete with the Marquis of Wu'an, Ji Zheng was estimated to be able to rest at Yucheng Villa.

The more Ming Ci must be the emperor, and the emperor can only be Ming Ci Yue.

Thinking of everything he had already arranged, Ji Zheng leaned against the window and relaxed slightly. Only then did he release a small amount of energy. He felt that his whole body was not in ordinary pain, especially the arms that had been raised above his head. , with greatly separated legs.

The pain, the pain of being dismantled and reattached to the bones, Ji Zheng hummed softly and frowned as the carriage swayed.

Damn.

It was clearly that he couldn't stand the temptation again and again, tainted and played with the bright moon, and asked that person to serve him, but in the end it was always himself who couldn't stand begging for mercy.

This carriage is so cold and sultry, it's not as good as last night's tender township... Ji Zheng was drowsy and half-squinted.

This time, he prepared a generous gift, hoping that the uncle will like it.

It was just grey and light, when the carriage came to the outskirts of the capital, and it braked suddenly, so terrified that Ji Zheng felt that his internal organs were about to be thrown out of place. into it.

Ji Zheng almost screamed, and just lifted the curtain of the car and was about to curse, only to hear the guard report: "Go back to the emperor, Prince Jing is chasing after him, do you want to stop, stop?"

In fact, he didn't need to tell him. Ji Zheng's side glances were already able to catch a glimpse of a jet-black horse coming from the snow behind the car. The horse was like a black steel knife, cold and icy. Raised, dotted on the dark mane, like another landing in a short life.

Ji Zheng is anxious and angry. The court is in chaos right now, and when someone needs to come out to preside over the main game, Ming Ci Yue follows him to this wilderness, who will take advantage of it and worship him as king, Marquis of Wu'an?

"Give me a whip, don't stop!"

The two horses galloped again with their hooves up, so that Ji Zheng was dizzy and dizzy in the carriage.

"Your Highness!" Ji Zheng could already hear Li Fengzhong's voice calling him more and more.

He was unmoved.

After a while, "the carriage in front listened to the order and stopped for this king."

"This king has an imperial edict written by the sage. He is the current minister of state supervision, and the regent has resigned from Yue Yue. Unless the emperor personally drives, who would dare to gallop ahead of this king."

The guard who drove the car was really frightened by this sentence, and suddenly slowed down.

Their chariots and horses are now disguised as folk chariots and horses, and they have absolutely no right to disobey the king's order.

As soon as he thought that Ming Ci would use his edict to oppress him, Ji Zheng was so angry that he could not wait to lift the curtain and roar, I am the emperor.

While hesitating, the dark horse had followed to the side of the carriage.

Ji Zheng slid from the back of the carriage to the front, dodged the whip, and a whip hit the horse's hind legs. The horse screamed, and then slammed forward in the hunting wind that hurt people's cheeks.

The guard would pull on the reins, barely maintaining the balance of the carriage, and then Ji Zheng also grabbed the reins with his hands.

But Jizheng's riding and archery were all taught by Ming Ciyue, how could he possibly compare to him.

I saw a black lightning flashing across the dark sky. The lightning was crazy and desperate. It approached from the outside, squeezed a little, and pulled the horse with a posture that exceeded half of their horses. Reined, the slender horse hooves kicked into the air, and the black and white mane rose in the wind together with the man's azure python robe, like a raging fire, and attacked directly.

Their horses were frightened and forced onto the low **** by the sidewalk trees, the carriage tilted, and only one side of the wheel braked against the ground, spattering sparks.

Just before the horse's head was about to hit the tree trunk, the electric light, flint, and black lightning blocked between the tree trunk and the carriage like a ghost, kicked the carriage back to the ground, and the two wheels finally hit the ground with a loud noise.

Ji Zheng was panting heavily, and he was swayed back to the inside of the carriage, holding on to the half reins in his hands, his chest heaving up and down.

Don't die, Ming Ci will die!

He was so horrified that he didn't even have time to scold him, only to hear the man outside speak first, his voice extremely cold, "Who is in the car, he didn't stop when he encountered this king!"

Those accompanying guards, according to the pretext they discussed earlier, replied on his behalf: "Reporting to Your Highness, it's just a few female officials and maids in the palace. When they are old, they will **** them back to their mother's house to find a good family to marry."

"Really?" The voice raised coldly, "But this king's mansion was stolen early this morning, and treasures were lost. This king has reason to suspect and search your troops and vehicles."

The guard had been instructed a long time ago that before the imperial decree in the palace was discovered in the morning, he must not go on the journey with the help of the sage, so he was very anxious at this moment, "What did your Highness lose? It's really not in our carriage."

"Lost, this king's concubine."

As soon as the voice fell, the curtain of the car was lifted, and the light and the snow came in together with the people, and no one could resist.

Ji Zheng subconsciously covered his eyes with his arms, kicked his legs and stepped back a few steps, but what he lost was his pale chun that lost blood, and his teeth that were trembling with cold, fell into the wolf's mouth, and was devoured to nothing. Fiercely plundered, without the slightest mercy and forgiveness, the breathing and screaming were captured together, and he did not even give him the stall to beg for mercy.

Ji Zheng was angry and aggrieved, and suddenly let go of his arm, wanting to stare at him, but found that Ming Ci Yue had been staring at him, his eyes were still the calm sea under the spring night, but he could no longer restrain the waves. , surging up, the scarlet waves against the morning light.

Ming Ci Yue rarely loses his temper in front of him, even between the beds.

He is always a gentleman who is at ease, restrained and respectful.

Don't die, so does Ji Zheng!

He pushed Ming Ci abruptly, and Ming Ci stood up steadily. Those eyes were still staring at him, as if they were staring at the neck of the prey in the trap.

Separated, eyes and breath are still glued together.

The heavy breathing of the two people echoed in the narrow compartment.

Ji Zheng pointed to the outside of the carriage and made a mouth shape, "Crazy? I'm the Son of Heaven!"

Stealing joy is stealing joy, and that is the moment when you can only be tender in the corner. He will never allow anyone to find out that Ming Ci is more with him, and he will never indulge Ming Ci to do things that destroy his future.

The voice of the guard Nuonuo outside the carriage sounded, "His Royal Highness, no... I didn't find it."

"found it."

"what?"

The guard only heard a few ping-pong sounds inside, and was so frightened that he was about to rush in, but was immediately stopped by the voice of the sage, "Don't enter!"

They were used to seeing how the sage humiliated and bullied King Jing on weekdays. Now that the Empress Dowager is defeated, King Jing has gained power. , How can Ming Ci take advantage of people's danger.

Inside the carriage, Ming Ci lowered his voice and his anger, calmly said: "There is no evidence, why do you call yourself a sage." After that, he raised the jade seal and edict in his hand, "Here is the evidence. , This king is the minister appointed by the Holy High to oversee the country, the regent."

Ji Zheng seemed to have a sap in the head, and was stupid when asked, and said with a suppressed voice: "I gave you this imperial edict, and I gave it to you!"

Mingci nodded and looked down at him: "Give it to me, that's mine, without the jade seal, without the dragon chair, what are you?"

If not the Holy One, what is he? Suddenly, the word "Princess" crossed his mind.

It turns out that if one day Ming Ci is above and he is below, it will be like this, this kind of treatment...

He jumped up subconsciously, reaching for the imperial edict in Ming Ciyue's hand. As soon as he grabbed it, he immediately held it tightly in his arms, pressed it against his chest, and wrapped them cherishly in bright yellow court clothes. stand up.

To his surprise, Ming Ci took it very loosely, as if he didn't care, and let him grab it.

As soon as he grabbed it, the man immediately knelt down on one knee again, the condescending expression he had before disappeared instantly, and the humility was as if he had first met him, "Your Highness."

Ji Zheng's cold sweat has not yet subsided, and suddenly a sense of anger has been deceived by being fooled, "Are you making me happy, happy?"

Nasal voice muffled, "Hmm..."

"How dare you!"

The more Ming Ci interrupted him, "It's not as good as the Holy One who leaves the minister at will."

"Zhen is delegating power to you. Who in the world doesn't want to be the regent king, who doesn't want to be in the top position, and when you get to you, I will leave you behind!" Ji Zheng hated that iron was not steel, and the more he saw Mingci, the more he saw that he couldn't help. Ah Dou was so angry that he struck him on the head with the imperial decree.

But the more Mingci raised his head, Ji Zheng couldn't do it anymore, those eyes became clean and humble, he was resisting those eyes instinctively, resisting, afraid to look at him.

"I thought the Holy One was deliberately avoiding what happened last night."

Ji Zheng clenched his neck and said stiffly, "No."

"I thought that the Holy Master was frightened and afraid of the assassination of the court."

Ji Zheng felt guilty and stubborn, and muttered, "No."

"It's good not to..." Ming Ci Yue seemed to easily believe his clumsy lie and smiled, "It's good not to be afraid of the minister."

Ji Zheng looked down at the toe of the shoe and hummed, and immediately reacted to the business, slowly raised his head, and said solemnly: "If this imperial edict is here, then what other edicts are left in the palace?"

Ming Ciyu opened his mouth, but he didn't reply, he only heard from the car, "Reporting to the sage, my subordinates just went to the station not far away. The news of this palace has already spread and spread..."

"Say!"

"Another edict appeared in the palace, and it also has your seal printed on it. Say yes, say yes..." The guard knelt down with a plop, "You are going to the Yucheng Mountain Villa for a retreat, and the Marquis of Wu'an of the Gu family is specially ordered to be the minister of state supervision. Fully supervise state affairs.”

With a buzzing sound in Ji Zheng's mind, he looked down at Ming Ciyue and saw countless double images.

Yucheng Villa and Lingcang Temple are in the same direction. His destination is Yucheng Villa. That's right. The investigation must be conducted quietly. Now the whole world knows that he went to Yucheng Villa, and what else can be found!

"Tampering, altering, holy, decree..." Ji Zheng raised his hand to support his forehead.

Who, the jade seal is in Ming Ciyue's hands... But what is the benefit and use of such tampering to him.

Ming Ciyue's expression was still indifferent, and there was nothing unusual. He got up and rubbed his temples lightly for him. He leaned over and said, "Someone is chasing after him." He pointedly raised his chin toward the guard outside the window.

That's right, the Marquis of Wu'an became the Minister of State Supervision. Knowing their whereabouts and where the jade seals are, it is no longer safe here. The guards outside the window were originally the people of the Empress Dowager, but now they are grass on the wall, and they will fall when the wind blows.

Here, crises are looming.

"Would you like to..." Ming Ciyue slowly wrote a word in his palm.

"escape."

Do you want to run away with him?

Forget the plot, forget the position of power, go to his mother's monarchs and ministers, go to his mother's uncles and nephews, whether it's a rough meal or a desperate life, just break through the cage and never look back.

Ji Zheng can't imagine that this is what Ming Ci can say, the more Ming Ci is different from him. He is a gentleman with family and country on his shoulders, enemies, responsibilities, love and hate. He is most imprisoned by himself. If you have to be firm, you can't help yourself on the way home.

So, he took advantage of the rare occasion for the uncle to go crazy.

Run away, run away now, and dash to the snowy desert of Beili Mountain like a lifeless one, letting the hunting wind blow them in which direction. Ji Zheng tightened the fist and clenched "Escape" into the palm of his hand.

He blinked, took a deep breath, blinked again, and said nothing. Ji Zheng has a vague feeling that the more Ming Ci will understand his look.

"Then the sage will do as the minister ordered..."

After a while, the guards guarding outside could not hear the movement inside, only to see King Jing slammed out of the carriage, holding the ground with his sword, the general did not fall, and there were two embarrassed marks on his face.

Besides that, who else would dare to fight the current regent!

King Jing fell to the ground with a sound expression on his face, looked at them indifferently, and instructed: "As soon as possible, **** the saint to Yucheng Villa, and no one will stop you. The saint sent me back to the palace to handle the matter of the false imperial edict."

The one in the palace is fake? !

Everyone nodded knowingly, instructing the sage to sit down, driving the carriage back to the official road, and galloping forward.

From the corner of their eyes, they watched King Jing's dark horse run back and disappear into the whiteness.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves came from behind. This time it was not a single horse, but a small group of teams.

Good guy, the Holy One is going to the villa, how many people came to stop them, they really think that the staff of the empress dowagers are hard to eat.

The guard spat and hurried his horse.

"I'm Gu Congyun, the son of the Marquis of Wu'an. Your Majesty, it's me." The leader of the group of horses shouted loudly, "The carriages and horses ahead, please stop quickly."

The guard thought that the Marquis of Wu'an was a pirated regent, and that the jade seal was already in the hands of King Jing, and the Gu family would be down tomorrow, and he suddenly had the confidence to shoot the horse quickly.

At this moment, another group of people suddenly crossed in front of the carriage, and they slammed into the front of the carriage without any hesitation.

The two horses braked suddenly.

The group of people covered their faces, waving machetes in their hands, surrounded them with a semicircle, and stared at the group of guards. They usually do some assassination for the empress dowager. Where can I see you? The Western Desert people who passed by on the battlefield were about to flee with their heads in their hands.

At this moment, Gu Congyun's people also flanked up from behind.

"What are you running for! The monarch is here to fight in person, and when he encounters an enemy, he abandons his armor and drags his troops. What a big swallow!" Gu Congyun didn't know why there were people from the West Desert here, so he subconsciously waved his sword and led the troops forward.

The two groups of people fought with real swords and guns, and the carriage was trapped in the middle of the shouting.

Ji Zheng put his legs together and put his hands on his knees, sitting nervously and quietly in the carriage, like a big girl who was about to be married, his heels kicking back and forth on the ground.

"Your Majesty, come out quickly." It was Gu Congyun's voice.

Ji Zheng subconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.

He can't just go out like this, he's still waiting for someone.

The next moment, the voice was kicked aside, the curtain of the car was lifted again, the black sword tip raised the corner of the curtain, and brought in a pair of white and slender hands, followed by a tall and strong body. Half of his body leaned in, and his face was covered with a half-mask of the Western Desert Wolf Totem, looking hideous and terrifying.

Ji Zheng was stunned for a moment, there may be two Ming Ci Yue in the world, and this is Xin Er Lie who belongs to the grassland and desert, not Prince Jing of his Dayan.

In an instant, the ear was quiet, and only the sound of the wind and the treetops passed by.

The person who explored the sedan chair was the alpha wolf who came to **** his relatives. He was sharp and vigorous. He could obviously grab him by the neck, but he respectfully stretched out his paw and exposed his soft palm to him.

"Uncle Huang..." Ji Zheng went around the hand and raised his hand to touch the half of the mask. The mask was like a scalded scar, and the scarlet scarlet lines were like abrupt roots, covering half of the face of the person in front of him.

Ming Ci Yue lifted his mask, smiled briefly, turned his face hastily, no longer gave him a chance to hesitate, put the bright yellow body on his left shoulder, turned around and jumped out of the carriage vigorously, rushing out of the encirclement .

The yellow color was too conspicuous in a group of dark crows. Gu Congyun aimed at the target almost instantly, and recklessly broke through the encirclement, overthrew many people one after another, and followed closely.

Damn.

The plan was to take advantage of the chaos to grab him out of the crowd and finish the job, and someone with a disguise would change his clothes and sit back in the carriage. But who would have known that Ji Zheng's head was hanging in the air, looking back, good guy, Gu Congyun was behind him from a distance, and he was following closely.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he did not forget to cooperate with the acting, and he twisted his whole body and exclaimed, "Bold thief, let me down, let me down!"

Ming Ciyue also glanced back, raised his eyebrows a little unhappily, thought for a while, exaggerated and deliberately patted the emperor's buttocks twice.

Ji Zheng: "…"

"Hmm!" He immediately widened his eyes, bit his lip, and even forgot to scold him when he was acting, his blood flowed backwards and rushed to his face, completely ashamed into a small sack that couldn't speak or move.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Gu Congyun's eyes turned red, and he rushed forward like a calf without hesitation, tripping over and over again by the branches in the jungle, and then he was pushed to the ground by the opponent who was chasing after him. When he finally solved it and stood up, the two had disappeared without a trace.

Gu Congyun smashed the tree trunk with a powerless madness, and then ran back quickly, wanting to run back to the place and chase after him with a horse.

Unexpectedly, there were a group of people kneeling around the carriage, and the curtains were fluttered by the wind, revealing the familiar profile face and the bright yellow brocade clothes.

Gu Congyun was stunned for a while, and he was about to lift the curtain before he stumbled to the ground.

"Gu Congyun." The voice in the carriage was a little hoarse.

He hurriedly replied: "It's me, it's me, I'm here. But what happened to the saint, just now, it's not..." He stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.

There was silence in the car for a while.

"The person who was just robbed... can you see your face?"

Gu Congyun slowly made up an idea in his own mind, the man kept his head down, he didn't see clearly that maybe he wasn't a real saint, maybe he was just a stand-in! His sage is still sitting here upright, never touched by others, never been so humiliated...

He felt a little slack in his heart, and his hands were shaking, but he still had to step forward and lift the curtain to confirm.

"Don't, don't!" The panic in the tone aroused his suspicion again.

There was another strange silence, so silent that Gu Congyun almost drew his knife and used the tip of his knife to lift the curtain.

Finally, there was movement again in the carriage, and he lifted the curtain by himself, "Gu Congyun, don't you want to be my clear words, the clear words won't lift the curtain offended at this moment."

Gu Congyun only confirmed it once, hurriedly retracted his sword, and lowered his eyes.

A gentleman is a gentleman, and the more he can endure his words, the more he can endure.

"Your Highness, sit down." Gu Congyun clasped his fists and knelt, "This minister will **** the Holy One to Yucheng Villa."

The author has something to say: Ji Zheng: I suspect that you are using the public service for personal gain, but I have no evidence

Actually... Gu San didn't have a chance to lift the curtain, but now he seems like a fool, immersed in this fake gentle town, as long as the saint is willing to keep him, and he is willing to treat him as a substitute. (Whisper bb for him, still 1v11v11v1

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