Chapter 270:

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"Breakfast was served by the slave-servant, but at that time everyone ate it together. The concubine also cut the meat for the king..."
"When he came out, the king didn't want us to accompany him. He walked with the concubine. The slaves didn't know anything..."
After talking one by one, they also searched all over the body. On the stage, for a while, Klie said nothing, and Gard saw a smile in the corner of his eyes, and did not speak. The Patriarch of the Blue Bird and White Deer ignored it and said with a deep voice: "Peony Concubine, look..."
Liu Mudan sat blankly, completely sad and completely lost his mind, wiped a snot, and then wiped the Klee on his side, angry, said: "Uncles are the masters, my wife did not What an idea."
"Impossible!" Ba Biao shook his head one after another. "How could the concubine harm the king? Don't injustice."
"Injustice is not injustice, you have to first check, since the concubine is innocent, you should not even mind my offense." Klie answered calmly.
"Come here." The bluebird patriarch nodded and said, "Please concubine!"
Saying "please", the White Deer Patriarch ordered a thousand kings, and everyone looked up and saw the sharp king of the armor passing by. The meaning in his eyes was complicated.
There are concerns that the King's throne celebration has finally happened again, and there may be a new bloodshed in the grassland; there are rejoicing that the King's celebration has indeed changed, and the more chaotic the better, the better the fish.
The blue bird, white deer, blue bear, and iron leopard are gathering the king army, and the heads of the families are quietly calling their guards. Gard does not know when he has withdrawn from the crowd.
The Living Buddha of Dama has been in a trance today, sitting beside Helianzheng in contemplation.
Wang Jun lined up neatly to the second house of Potala, not far away. People stopped singing and dancing and looked around.
"No need, I'm here."
The female voice was faint, it didn't sound high, but everyone heard clearly, and everyone on the stage changed color.
The crowd separated, and someone came slowly.
Tall and thin woman, black skirt is stern, the skirt is rolled with wide silver edges, there is a calm Shen Su in the plain, and the surrounding gorgeous contrast, unconsciously monotonous and noble and refreshing, the posture of walking, like a coat With the wind and waves on the water, in the blue sky under the sun, fluttering.
The crowd looked at this kind of temperament, and ignored the yellow face frowning in a trance, unconsciously holding their breath.
Feng Zhiwei arrived.
The patriarchs on stage looked at her with grace and grace, and there was a trace of regret in this expression. Such a woman should be able to meet the outstanding concubines of the no-comers on the grassland. It is a pity...
"The she-wolf coming to the grassland!" someone in the silent crowd suddenly shouted, "Dama God is not bad at all, every tip of your hair carries unsolvable poison!"
"Dama God has long said that you are the king's robbery and traps, but the hateful king is bewitched by you, an ugly woman, and she will do it alone!"
"Get out of the grassland, what Huzhuo Department needs is peace and calm, not the blood and war you bring!"
Damma’s prediction, everyone present that day knew that Helian Zheng had sentenced him to whipping for the concubine’s rebellion against the living Buddha, and everyone could see it with his own eyes.
Some people raised their hands and smashed out the remaining sheep bones in their hands. More people were reminded to smash things out of their hands.
Gu Nanyi, who was behind Feng Zhiwei, raised his hand and stroked gently.
All the things smashed as if they met a transparent wall and landed three feet away from Feng Zhiwei. When did the people of Huzhuo Department have seen this magical martial art, and they stayed in the local area with their eyes wide open. Shouting: "Ghost..."
"Don't mess it up." In a quiet scene, Feng Zhi leaned his head slightly and smiled, "Be careful, I will ask you to eat everything you smashed."
Her tone of voice was light, but with a glance in her eyes, everyone felt that it was not a joke, and they instantly retreated.
"Great congratulations, you are here." The heads of the blue bird and white deer greeted a little awkwardly. "The king has an accident..."
To these two faithful patriarchs, Feng Zhiwei has always maintained a little respect, slightly nodded, and quickly stepped forward to look at Helian Zheng and frowned, "What's going on?"
"What's going on?" Someone immediately sneered. "This has to ask the concubine yourself."
"Oh?"
"Pretend to be stupid!" a distant cousin He Lianzheng raised his neck and cried, "The king has been with you this morning, and then he was poisoned. You female wolf who came to the grassland can't wait to start with our king. Haven't come up with the antidote yet?"
"Why should I start with Wang?" Feng Zhiwei smiled. "What good will I do if he dies?"
The man was suffocated, everyone fell silent, and felt that this sentence was right in the middle. The king was there, the concubine was the concubine, and the king was killed. What is the concubine?
Ke Lie suddenly smiled.
"Concubine," he said leisurely, "ordinarily I shouldn't take care of Injirji's business, but the king's business is the grassland business, and no one is responsible."
Feng Zhiwei turned and smiled at him, and Kale raised his eyes.
The two eyes met each other, and each flashed without any concession.
"Everyone, not long ago, our Firefox Department soldiers stationed on the grassland border intercepted a letter." Ke Lie took out a paper from the sleeve, "The letter was written by the concubine to Yuzhou, who is in charge of food supply for Wang Ting and Wang Jun. The grain road said in the letter..." He prolonged his tone and swallowed slowly. "The grassland will be changed recently. Some military grain will not be needed for the time being. It will be kept by Yuzhou Grain Depot and will be received by the concubine's team. I would like to ask the concubine, what changes are mentioned in your letter? Why did you suddenly not need food from Yuzhou? Why did your guards receive military supplies from my army of the grassland?"
There was a commotion on and off the stage, even though the patriarchs didn't even know it. They all stared at the letter in amazement. Klie passed the letter to everyone with an elegant smile. In Chinese, although the handwriting of Feng Zhiwei is not recognized, the handwriting is beautiful and the letterhead paper is all produced in the Central Plains, and it bears the mark of "Shengying". On the grassland, there is no second person except Feng Zhiwei. These ones.
Klie waved his hand, and immediately a man was under him, wearing the costume of the guards of the wedding guards, kneeling under him with panic.