Lu Xuchang looked at the face pouring like a warm jade in the moonlight, emitting a light and elegant silver glow.
Let his anxious heart settle down inexplicably.
Xiao Zimu walked in front of him and led him to push away the house.
Lu Xuchang found the two figures just mapped on the window paper.
Besides his father, there is another man, Mao Xianchun.
At this time, Mao Xianchun was tied to the chair, and his mouth was stuffed with cloth strips.
Seeing Xiao Zimu coming in, he sobbed in his throat.
Xiao Zimu stepped in front of him, looked down at him from a commanding position and said, "since this temple has let someone bring you here, you must also know that there are some things you and I know."
Mao Xianchun began to sob and shake his head desperately.
"If you want to say something you don't know, you will naturally have a chance to speak. But if..." Xiao Zimu said this and paused.
The fierce color in the eyes became sharper and sharper. After straightening up, he narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled a disdainful smile from the corners of his lips, and said to him: "in addition to the high martial arts of Yin Wei trained for the emperor, the means of judging people is also fresh and refined. Maybe you want to try and speak again?"
Mao Xianchun shook his head frequently when he heard that his pupils were dilated.
Xiao Zimu gave a "tut" sound, frowned and asked deliberately with a puzzled look: "Mao Fucheng shook his head desperately. Do you want to say or don't want to try?"
Mao Xianchun raised his chin and desperately stretched his head in front of Xiao Zimu, indicating that he would take off the cloth strip and speak.
Xiao Zimu slowly stretched out his hand and took down the cloth stuffed in his mouth.
Mao Xianchun was able to speak and immediately begged for mercy: "Your Highness, the documents are forged by humble officials, but I don't know anything else."
"I don't know. You've been visiting Zheng Zhongguang in prison from time to time these days. Is it difficult to care whether he's doing well or not?" Xiao Zimu snorted coldly.
"After all, I can't bear to be a humble colleague." Mao Xianchun's eyes were erratic.
"Since you can't do what I want..." Xiao Zimu called with a sneer, "Maple shadow."
These days, yinwei Fengying, who had been ordered to protect Lu Zhongfu, rushed in from outside the house and saluted Xiao Zimu respectfully: "Your Highness."
"Help me pry open his mouth." Xiao Zimu ordered.
Maple shadow answered with a smile on his lips and walked to Mao Xianchun.
"What are you doing? Don't come here, don't come here. Your highness, your highness is in a low position. I really don't know other secrets." Mao Xianchun looked frightened and stared at the maple shadow in horror, approaching step by step.
Maple shadow took out a small dagger from his boots. The dagger body was cold and glittering, which was very threatening.
Maple shadow seemed to think of something. He casually put the dagger tip on Mao Xianchun's thigh. He only heard a "puff", and the dagger tip disappeared into the flesh and blood.
With Mao Xianchun's scream, Feng Ying asked Xiao Zimu for instructions: "my subordinates are going to stab him with 108 knives first."
"Wouldn't you die directly?" Xiao Zimu frowned at the howling Mao Xianchun.
"Don't worry, your highness. Your subordinates will be measured. The knife is not fatal. It's just that this man must be abandoned in the future." Maple image found that he accidentally put the dagger tip on Mao Xianchun's leg and gently pulled it out.
"Well, just don't die." Xiao Zimu nodded and agreed.
"Your Highness should take them to the next room." Maple shadow suggested, and his face seemed to have a touch of shyness. "After all, the scene will be a little bloody. My subordinates are afraid to surprise your highness. After the stabbing, my subordinates will call your highness again."
"So good." Xiao Zimu then glanced at Lu Zhongfu, turned Lu Xuchang around, gently pushed him, and took them outside the house.
"Your Highness, your highness, don't go." Mao Xianchun looked at the blood on his thigh constantly overflowing, and then thought that there would be 108 more holes in his body later, which had already shaken into a sieve.
Where would Xiao Zimu take care of him? He didn't even stop. In the twinkling of an eye, he stepped out of the door.
"Your Highness, the humble position is recruited, and the humble position is all said." Mao Xianchun looked at Maple shadow and raised his hand again. The blood on the dagger in his hand fell drop by drop as the dagger body slid to the dagger tip.
He even thought he could hear the sound of blood falling to the ground, as if it had fallen on his heart and corroded him in an instant.
Xiao Zimu stood outside the door and said to Lu Zhongfu, "take Xu Chang to the next room."
Lu Zhongfu answered and led Lu Xuchang to the next room.
Xiao Zimu turned and walked slowly and leisurely into the room again.
"Don't let our temple down this time." Xiao Zimu stood in front of him and looked down at him.
"I don't dare to be humble. I went to see Lord Zheng these days at the instigation of Lord Xue." Mao Xianchun's voice has a cry of fear.
Xiao Zimu picked a chair and sat down opposite him. While pouring tea, he ordered: "continue."
Mao Xianchun hesitated a little, and the dagger tip of maple shadow accidentally fell on his other leg. Mao Xianchun hurriedly said, "Lord Xue asked his humble position to persuade Lord Zheng to abscond."
"Oh?" Xiao Zimu wiped the tea foam with the cup cover and then asked, "even if he promised, how should you arrange for him to escape?"
"You can't do that in a humble position. As long as Lord Zheng agrees, Lord Xue will personally visit him in prison after he comes to Guwan. At that time, Lord Zheng only needs to coerce Lord Xue out of prison, and Lord Xue will naturally arrange everything." Mao Xianchun's legs are full of blood. Now he doesn't dare to delay half a minute.
"If Xue Xiuguo wants to save Zheng Zhongguang, he shouldn't instigate him to abscond?" Xiao Zimu frowned, puzzled.
As a governor, Xue Xiuguo cannot be unaware of this.
"He never wanted to save Lord Zheng. Lord Zheng was the scapegoat they had chosen early in the morning." Seeing that Xiao Zimu misunderstood, Mao Xianchun quickly explained to him.
"They?" Xiao Zimu looked suspicious and raised his eyebrows at Mao Xianchun.
"Yes, if Lord Xue had not been ordered, where would he marry his daughter to Lord Zheng? He never looked down on Lord Zheng." When Mao Xianchun mentioned Zheng Zhongguang, there was also an indisputable disdain in his expression.
"How do you know he was ordered by others?" Xiao Zimu felt more and more that the matter might be more complicated than he thought.
Mao Xianchun has been an official for more than ten years. Naturally, he can distinguish the current situation. He tried to fight for a way to live for himself in front of Xiao Zimu, and then said.
"Your Highness, if I tell you a shocking secret, can I let my humble position live?"