After appreciating enough of everyone's expressions, Murong Yucai continued to speak.
"It seems that Miss Mo Er knows you two."
He spoke very casually.
But what he said seemed to convict the two adults.
"As the seventh Lord knows, I really don't know Miss Mo Er."
"So is the lower official. The seven kings can't talk nonsense."
Two people's urgent excuses, I don't know whether they are guilty or nervous, and their foreheads are dripping with cold sweat.
"Oh, but I heard that you two appeared in Chunfeng building on the same day as Miss Mo Er. How do you explain?"
Murong Yu smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.
"This, this..."
I don't know what to say.
Wu Fang has seen some big scenes. Perhaps, such things have happened before.
So although it's also nervous, it's much calmer than Yu Cheng.
He said, "when I returned to Beijing that day, I heard that Chunfeng building was a famous selling gold nest in Beijing, so I went to see it."
Speaking of this, his face was impressively, "don't tell anyone if you are invited. I don't want to be known by my family."
"Oh, just so?" Murong Yu looked at him and said faintly.
"Yes, indeed."
Wu Fang nodded.
"Then, Lord Yu, do you have a personal relationship with Lord Wu?" Murong Yu jumped directly from Wu Fang to Yu Cheng.
Surprised, Yu Cheng blurted out, "I have the same friendship with Lord Wu."
With that, he looked momentarily stunned, and then stunned on the spot.
No one in the dynasty knows his relationship with Wu Fang.
Now he said it directly
"Lord Yu, where did you get the friendship of the same department?"
Wu Fang quickly retorted, "speaking of it, I have the same friendship with the prime minister. I don't know if the prime minister still remembers?"
When the prime minister was named, he was stunned first, and then reacted quickly.
"When Lord Wu said this, I remember that I was indeed on the same list and subject as you that year."
Speaking of this, his eyes fell on Cheng again. He frowned and thought for a while, and said with doubt, "it seems that there was also a Jinshi of the same subject surnamed Yu among the top three at that time, but his name can't be remembered."
The prime minister's words immediately made Wu Fang feel like lifting a stone and hitting his own foot.
However, his mind turned quickly and immediately pulled out another official surnamed Yu he remembered.
He said in a very calm tone, "the prime minister should have remembered wrong, but such an adult Jing Zhaoyin Yutong."
"Really?" the prime minister was still puzzled.
Mo Jingyuan kept looking at Yu Cheng and Wu Fang, staring at them with a kind of watching eyes, thinking about how to kill them.
She thought about it. She couldn't fall well.
Since I have such an ending.
Instead of struggling here, it would be better to drag those people into the water than to die alone.
Thinking of this, the look at the bottom of her eyes was a little darker.
"Yes," Wu Fang nodded.
He was anxious to explain the matter and didn't see Mo Jingyuan's look.
Even after seeing that the prime minister seemed to agree, some stones in his heart came down and showed a relaxed smile.
As for Yu Cheng, he still wants to speak.
Because he also wants to make up for his previous mistakes.
But it's strange that he can't speak now.
He just tried, but the mouth didn't seem to be his. He couldn't move directly.
This surprised him.
At the same time, I just felt cold on my back. I always felt something staring at him behind him.
Yu Cheng, who always believed in ghosts and gods, was really flustered at this time.
Those things must have come to find themselves.
He clenched his hands and his heart almost stopped because of panic.
Those things he said are the wrong cases and unjust cases he has handled over the years, as well as those who died innocently under the help of tyranny.
Because his hands were stained with too much blood, he became more and more superstitious.
Not only do they offer incense every year, but even there are countless exorcists at home.
However, Rao was still in panic all day.
Therefore, the strange feeling at this moment made him put his tension and fear to infinity.
In the end, he even raised the same mind as Mo Jingyuan.
That is, he will die if he dies. After all, those people are really his hands.
But there are people behind the scenes every time. If he can't fall well, these people can't feel better.
So Mo Jingyuan and Yu Cheng had blackened out where no one could see.
"All right, let's not talk about this first."
Murong Yu waved his hand impatiently and threw the words to Yu Cheng again.
He looked at him and said, "Lord Yu, can't you remember what subject you are?"
This problem can be big or small.
You know, for example, if you win, why don't you remember?
After all, it's an honor to honor our ancestors.
So this problem is an insult to Cheng.
Coupled with his emotional instability, he also had the idea of dragging people into the water.
"The seventh prince said with caution. No matter how weak and shallow his talents are, he will not forget which year and which subject he was in. Of course, since Lord Wu and the prime minister can't remember him, he has nothing to do."
Yu Chengban lowered his head and spoke in a hoarse voice, "but it's not important now. Your majesty, the seventh prince, I have something to tell you."
Murong Yu's eyes flashed a trace of essence and didn't answer.
The emperor raised half of his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what's up?"
The prince is very nervous.
Murong Jin began to watch the play, and the radian of the corners of his mouth became higher and higher.
In Mo Jingyuan's eyes, it was dazzling.
"Your Majesty, the officer was frightened. He said he didn't know Miss Mo Er or the crown prince. He really lied."
As soon as his words came out, the prince's face turned black.
Murong Jin is more proud.
The emperor, like Murong Yu, did not seem surprised.
Murong Yu was also surprised when he saw the emperor's look.
He knew that because he was there.
But the Emperor... How did he know?
If he knew this, would he also know Mo Xiyan?
Thinking of this, Murong Yuwei frowned and his mood was a little heavy.
"Yu Cheng, do you know that the crime of bullying the king is to kill the nine families?" the emperor said with a threat with cold eyes.
Yu Cheng nodded, "the lower officer knows."
He was really afraid of death and his family.
But he was more afraid of ghosts and gods, and in his opinion, if there was such a thing at home, there would be only a dead end waiting for their family.
"Do you still insist on what you just said?" the emperor continued.
Yu Cheng nodded and said firmly, "yes, because the Lord of lower officials is true."
"You spit blood!" the prince couldn't help but rush directly to Yu Cheng and kicked him in the chest. "Gu has never seen you alone. How do you know each other? Adult Yu, even if you want to get rid of someone's crime, you can't pour sewage on Gu!"