Vol 3 Chapter 52: Insert the knife against the water, stabbing the weak rib

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Minglan's Daiqing long eyebrows fly into the temple, smiling evilly:
"Leng Qingtang, I'm afraid that you learned that the governor intercepted the Kunhuang Island map. It is based on the imperial decree and clearly cooperates with the West Factory. In fact, you want to compete with the governor and save your Tu Muxue by the way? "
"Tu Muxue is the superintendent who sent the sample to the palace half a year ago to investigate the fake case. This female martial artist knows the art of dormancy best, and the only shortcoming is that her early practice breakthroughs caused the true qi to retrograde in her body. It needs to be maintained from time to time with secret medicine."
Listening to Leng Qingtang speaking candidly, Ming Lan's eyes flashed, turning his head to pick up a rouge box in front of the book case:
"But this? The cream inside has a unique smell. It's definitely not a rouge for applying makeup. Except for the Kunhuang Island picture, this is the only thing Tiqi found from her."
The light in Leng Qingtang's eyes was complicated, and then he held it tightly in the palm of his hand, his face darkened.
It turned out that the person used this thing to control Yunxi and drag her into the chaotic quagmire of this nine dead life.
"Master Ming, you know that Tu Muxue has successfully contacted those people when he entered the palace. The treasure map tonight could have successfully led to the culprit behind the scenes, but was destroyed by your Tiqie, breaking the advantageous clue of the Governor. "
Ming Lan was panting and arguing urgently, not convinced:
"What does it mean to be destroyed by our West Factory? The Governor also received clues that traitors were infested last night. Fortunately, the Governor arrived in time, otherwise your Tu Muxue would have killed them..."
Leng Qingtang waved his hand to interrupt him:
"The treasure map is very important, and it is common for the rebels to fight for merit and internal strife. That's all. It is imperative that the governor of the Ming Dynasty lead people into the Reserve Show Palace to search for the palace, pretending to be a force. The governor explained the reasons to the emperor in advance. The chief will post the notice to kill Tu Muxue, and you will be supervised by the superintendent of the Ming. You immediately arrange for the governor and Tu Muxue to meet, so that the governor and her can order one or two. Net o let us a few parties Jincheng worked hand in hand to solve this trick in one fell swoop."
Ming Lan sneered and shook his head:
"Leng Qingtang, Leng Qingtang, you are really a cunning fox. The supervisor came out to search Chu Xiu Palace, and Xichang did all the co-authoring offenses?"
Leng Qingtang smiled like a spring breeze, and the smooth back of her hand patted Minglan's chest:
"Don't worry, those who make big things don't stick to the trivial. You are not a wicked person, but a hero of the community. As long as you secretly dedicate the Kunhuang Island map in your hand to the holy, you are afraid that there will be no more blame on the side of the master?"
Minglan opened Leng Qingtang's hand with her palm and snorted:
"Are you really stupid? The picture Tu Muxue got is simply fake. Someone wants to set bait for fishing, it's your Tu Muxue being too careless."
There are too many profound meanings alluded to in Ming Lan's sentence, which immediately verified many speculations in Leng Qingtang's heart. And he remained silent, his deep phoenix eyes locked Minglan's enchanting face:
"Trust the Governor, that picture is absolutely true."
Minglan smiled and said nothing, Leng Qingtang saw the negative hand:
"Otherwise, the governor and the governor of the Ming governor will bet that the treasure map Tu Muxue found is true. If he loses, he will put the team in the West Factory twice. If the governor of the Ming loses, the governor will have to The new mansion "Meiwu" purchased by the Governor of the Ming Dynasty in Xitang."
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Quietly around the West Factory prison, Gu Yunxi sat on the haystack indifferently, staring blankly at the chicken, duck and fish on the opposite wooden table, without any appetite.
After waking up from a coma, the person is here. The Hanfu drug addiction passed, and her body was sore as a broken muscle, and the slight movement of her body was a sharp pain in the bone.
Minglan had been here before, and people sent a lot of delicious meals, but she was afraid of her skill and stayed outside the cell to observe her behavior.
She is a traitor and party, and she is still Chu Xiu Palace's fifth-tier chief and Xu Fei's favorite palace maid. The relationship is intertwined. No one can guarantee that Xu Fei played any role in the entire case. Neto is not at the end, and Minglan will not arbitrarily impose severe punishment on her.
The familiar sound of footsteps made Gu Yunxi raise his head sharply, his eyes burning across the prison fence.
Outside the prison door, the blue shirt was elegant and elegant, the handsome face was infinite and graceful, and the cold light at the bottom of the deep eyes collapsed, firmly concentrating on Gu Yunxi's surprised facial features, without a trace of affection.
Why did Governor Leng go to the West Factory Prison? Gu Yunxi didn't know what happened during this time. He only rubbed his knees in front of the door, and his dirty fingers gripped Mucha, calling out:
"Supervisor..."
"...After all, you betrayed me..." Leng Qingtang's eyelashes raised, and he murmured.
Gu Yunxi shed tears, his face numb:
"Whether you believe it or not, I definitely want to betray you. Now I have ended up in such a way that I don't want to hurt the concubine Xu. I beg you to think of a safe and secure plan, and I must protect Chuxiu Palace. ."
Leng Qingtang's eyes were wavy, and a stream of light slipped quietly.
"My life comes from the law of two perfections, girl, if you want to save Master Xu, you can no longer be at heart with me."
Pulling out the short blade and the rouge box from his sleeves and passing them into the cell, Leng Qingtang's sharp eyes fixed Gu Yunxi's hesitating little face:
"Take the medicine, this is your last chance, tell me everything you know, everyone is waiting for you to go home..."

On a moonlit night, a black shadow speeded through the dense forest, and then stopped at the stone tablet to buckle the mechanism, blinking into the secret tunnel.
The tiny footsteps made the black iron mask of the hood open its lazy eyes, and the questioning voice was cold:
"how is it?"
After removing the face cloth, the man in black showed the delicate face of the young woman, and answered clearly:
"After receiving news from the palace, the emperor made a secret decree for the East and West factories to join forces. Three days later, Tu Muxue beheaded at the mouth of Yangfang, fearing it was a trick to lure the enemy, I hope you will think twice."
The masked man turned his back to the woman, and for a moment of contemplation, he commanded:
"Follow the original plan!"
The woman immediately looked anxious: "Why do you have to go your own way? The news from the man in the palace never goes wrong, Tu Muxue..."
The mask man yelled:
"Only she knows the whereabouts of the Kunhuang Island map, this king will definitely get that map!"
The woman refused to give in and fisted and fought:
"Is it for the picture or for her?"
The masked man turned around suddenly, and quickly stretched out his iron hand to strangle the woman's throat, his scarlet eyes glared at her at close range, and his voice trembled with anger:
"This king reminds you again that her family saved the Hua Nan family back then, and even the king's ninth brother. Even if it is not a treasure map, this king will not allow her to make a mistake!"
Throwing his hand down like a torn piece of paper, the masked man raised his foot and walked out of the stone house.
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In the early morning three days later, after a simple meal, Gu Yunxi was taken out of the prison by Xichang Tiqi, dragging his hands and feet, and slowly getting into the car to the Yangfangkou execution ground.
Sitting cross-legged in the prison wagon, she was very calm, not crying or making trouble.
Both sides of the official road were surrounded by people watching the lively people, all of whom had seen the signs in the troubled area and got the news. They wanted to see how the beaten-out rebel was dragged to the execution ground and beheaded with his pipa bones locked.
The dark guard of the East Factory lies in ambush among the crowd, with a soft guy hiding on his body, silently paying attention to the surrounding movement.
Leng Qingtang leaned on the third floor of a certain tea shop in disguise, glanced coldly at the street, shook hands and palms to condense a three-point internal force.
He believes that among the onlookers there are people from the East and West factories, as well as rebels pretending to be ordinary people.
The wooden platform of the execution ground in the Yangfangkou Central Execution Ground was built high, and the supervising officer Minglan was sitting on the supervising seat with bright makeup, watching the prisoner car "twisting" and staying at the destination without turning his eyes.
The woman got out of the car, dragged her heavy shackles to the guillotine pile, bowed her head and knelt down.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon. Minglan raised his eyebrows and threw a token. Before landing, he was "swished" through a cold arrow. The sharp, shining quasi-head brushed Minglan's top hat, and then it was deeply nailed to the surrounding area behind him. On the board.
At the moment when the mysterious hat fell, the official buns on the top of Ming Lan's head were scattered, and the green silks covered his face.
Ming Lan yelled, thinking that his head was off, so scared that he turned over from the supervising position, and shrank under the long case to listen to the fierce fighting rising around him.
The executioner had been shot in the eye by the second arrow coming immediately, dripping with blood, the man screamed, threw down the machete, and fell to the ground silently.
These two arrows are commands. Most people pull off their caps to tear their coats, revealing the black suit inside, and pick up the guy.
The people ran hurriedly, and the scene immediately fell into chaos.
In an instant, Yangfangkou was turned into a killing field, and the people who fought, whether the traitor or the secret guards of the two factories, were ruthless and ruthless.
The situation became uncontrollable, and the voice of shouting and shouting shocked Xiao Han.
In midair, a mysterious cloak masked man flew down to the high platform, dropped his fingers lightly, and cut the hemp rope and fetters that bound Gu Yunxi in one fell swoop.
At this moment, Gu Yunxi's eyes were stunned, and he met the deep pity star eyes behind the hard iron eyes, his heart trembled, and his voice was like sand filling:
"Your Excellency, you are here."
The mask man speaks with a rare gentle voice:
"Don't be afraid, I am here."
He hugged Gu Yunxi horizontally and stepped out of the high platform lightly with his toes.
Leng Qingtang saw it really in the attic, blinking and leaning down, driving lightly on the high and low ridges, chasing it with all his strength.
Gu Yunxi lay in front of the warm chest of the masked man, squinting to see the scenery in front of him quickly turning backwards, as if he was riding in the clouds.
Inexplicable pain in the bottom of her heart, she flicked, her five fingers trembling slightly towards the front of her clothes, she pulled out a palm-sized short blade of fish intestines, and suddenly pierced the masked person's weakness, turning her wrists violently twice.
When I was fully absorbed, I felt my body was broken open by something cold and hard, and the pain became unbearable. He groaned and his body suddenly became unbalanced, and he rolled down his teeth with Gu Yunxi.