Chapter 267: The beginning of III

The ghosts ushered Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi back to the prefecture, and General Xuehe and others pushed the Meng Eqi back to Meng Po's office like a treasure. Go forward from the corridor and wait for Meng Eqi to push open the door of his room. I see that there should be no difference in the furnishings in the room. The only difference is that a baby bed is placed in the corner.
"..." Meng Eqi looked at the pink veil hanging above the baby's bed, a little speechless.
"How about Sister Meng, do you like it?" General Blood River asked over.
The fierce gods did not forget to pull out a string of human bones from their arms and hang them on the crib. They stretched out their hands and fiddled. The skulls of these people were flying in the air. Now, I think all of their children play like this. The candles are extinguished at night, and you can still see the shadow!"
Meng Wanqi looked like this, and at the moment he was a little stunned. He glanced at the group of ghosts in the upper room and only patted their shoulders with his lips: "I like this bed very much, but..."
"But what?" The ghosts approached.
"You may have two beds."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, hugging and cheering each other.
"So we have two ghost heads to play with!"
"Then I will go back and tie a few strings of human bones!"
Meng 萋 was held in the middle by their joy, the same beautiful and smooth stomach.
At this time, Bai Wuchang leaned over the door and came in: "Is Sister Meng there? Your majesty calls you."
Meng 萋萋 sighed, his face suddenly shy.
Is Sheng Jiayan really going to meet again just after a while?
In the expression of "we all understand", Meng Eqi followed Bai Wuchang. They had to go with General Blood River, who knows Bai Changchang firmly: "Your Majesty only invited Sister Meng."
This group of followers was left in Meng Po Mansion, and Meng Eqi was not taken seriously.
When she arrived at Liao Yang Temple, she found that the door was tightly closed, and a dark expression of impermanence stood at the door. When she saw Meng Yingqi arrived, she only slightly hanged down, saying hello.
Bai Wuchang approached Meng Eqi and said, "Sister Meng, your majesty will ask you something later. You can tell the truth. We will testify for you."
Meng Yuqi was confused: "What do you mean? What is he going to ask me?"
Bai Wuchang had nothing more, but the judge had already carried a stack of files from the steps and saw Meng Yuqi here, urging: "Why didn't Meng Meng enter yet? Come in with me and have a big deal."
Meng Yuqi followed the magistrate, and the white impermanence and black impermanence closed the door outside.
The palace was dark, and only Sheng Jiayan lit a candlelight on the table.
The bright green flames lined his face with his head hanging down, and Meng Eju's angle just saw him a pair of handsome eyebrows.
There are only three people in the hall, Sheng Jiayan, Meng Haqi, and the judge. In addition, Liao Yangdian is actually a good guard.
"What happened..." Meng Hao moved past.
Sheng Jiayan raised his head and pressed his fingers against the file under his hand. He looked at Meng Qiqi and said indifferently: "Someone secretly reincarnate before crossing the bridge."
When Meng Haoqi's scalp exploded, he felt a bad hunch in his heart.
Naihe Bridge is close to her stall, and all ghosts who want to pass through Naiheqiao to be reincarnated must pass her. So over time, the scope of responsibility of Meng Eqi and the group of followers is around Naihe Bridge and Wangchuan River. At the Naihe Bridge, there are people who work in shifts day and night. How can people get in here?
Sheng Jiayan seemed to see her doubts, and she was very calm: "inner traitor."
"This is not possible!" Meng Eqi subconsciously denied. The staff on duty at Naiheqiao has always been her group of followers. Whether it is General Xuehe or the good and evil boys, the character of this group of men and women can be patted on the chest to ensure that no one will violate the system and let the ghosts Reborn without permission.
"What kind of ghosts slipped out of the world? Didn't serve the sentence? Or did the beasts cast humanity? Or what kind of demon demon?" Meng Wanqi asked anxiously.
Sheng Jiayan pushed the dossier in front of her and shook her head: "No record."
No record! ? This means that who has escaped to the world Meng Haoqi they don't know at all, it is impossible to find out, it is very troublesome to find. Meng Haoqi went through the files and asked Ming Li one by one to verify the ghosts who were staying in the mansion, and found that there was no one missing.
Who is it? But no matter who wants to pass under the bridge, it is impossible to escape the eyes of the group of followers. Although they are a bit stupid, at least they have never made mistakes on official business!
Now I can't find out who slipped into the world, and when the court found it, then Meng's followers would be punished.
According to the laws of the prefecture, those who are not on strict duty either go to to serve hundreds of years in prison, or peel off the fairy bones and throw them to the world. No matter what kind of punishment, Meng Hao could not accept it.
Just now Sheng Jiayan had an internal traitor, it was obvious that someone should cooperate with others inside and outside.
Sheng Jiayan looked at Meng Yingqi with a worried face. He stretched out and pulled Meng Yingqi to force her to sit on her lap, regardless of whether the judge was still around. Sheng Jiayan comforted: "Don't worry about this, I'm calling you to pay attention to the people around you. If something is wrong, tell me immediately, don't decide by yourself."
However, he put a very pitiful kiss on Meng Eqi's forehead.
The judge saw it next to him, and he looked down with shame.
Don't look at it, don't listen to it.
After Sheng Jiayan appeased Meng Yiqi for a while, the magistrate handed over the files in his hands: "This is the archive of His Majesty and Meng Meng's next life to the world. The above meaning means that this time His Majesty and Sister Meng There is no need to reincarnate for a few years in the world."
Sheng Jiayan took it over and took a look at Meng Haqi.
Meng Wanqi glanced at random, and then surprised: "This empress has been too miserable, married the emperor for so many years and has no children, but also to help the emperor to support the child of the sweetheart Framed, feelings are not going well. The Queen felt miserable as such."
Sheng Jiayan didn't change his expression. He turned another page calmly. Meng Hao looked at it, and then he continued to be shocked: "In comparison, this emperor has been very moist, ignoring political affairs, holding a sweetheart." Shanshanshui gave the queen the mess of the harem and the ministers the mess of the court."
Meng Hao was very puzzled: "Since we don't have to reincarnate, it's just a matter of soul, but why should we be forced to choose such an identity? I don't want to be that bitter queen, it is too hard."
Sheng Jiayan had nothing to say, and the judge explained: "This emperor's year number Jing Yuan was due to his negligence in political affairs, and soon the National Games would fall again and again. According to the records in the book, once Jing Yuan The end of the nation-breaking method, the surname Jiangshan, will have an extremely brutal massacre. When the time comes, the government will be overwhelmed with ghosts, and it is very difficult to arrange in any way."
"..." Although it sounds ridiculous, Meng Yuqi couldn't find any words to refute.
Sheng Jiayan's slender fingertips pointed to the case of the next two tables, and his deep eyes seemed to be thoughtful. He thought for a while and told the judge: "Arrange the soul of the king and Meng Po immediately, as soon as possible."
The magistrate led the order and Meng Eqi sat on Sheng Jiayan's lap strangely: "So anxious?"
Sheng Jiayan kissed the tip of her nose very intimately: "Go early, maybe you can still catch the soul that slipped out of the world. And--" He looked down and landed on Meng Eqi's abdomen: "Come back early Arrange your children's affairs."
Meng Yuqi nodded inexplicably, Sheng Jiayan clapped twice, and a maid came in carrying a plate of milk cake.
"Eat a few," Sheng Jiayan fed Meng Erqi a piece of milk cake and said, "Listening is good for children."
Meng Hao chewed twice, the milk smell overflowed in his mouth, and the taste was indeed delicious: "Whose one?"
"mascot."
Meng 萋 bulged his mouth and thought that there are quite a lot of people who want to know God.
...
At the urging of Sheng Jiayan, the prefecture quickly prepared Meng Eqi's things they attached to the soul.
During the time when the two were separated from their souls, the bodies of the two were placed in the inner hall of the Liao Yang Temple, guarded by ghost soldiers.
When Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan lay on the couch hand in hand, Meng Eqi couldn't help but ask: "So the children really want to be the boss and the second son? In this case, I think they might not want to be born."
"Then wait for them to grow up before deciding on their own." Sheng Jiayan clenched Meng's hand.
Meng Yuqi said again: "A Yan, will you regret it?"
"Sorry for anything."
"I regret to take care of this oil bottle, and I also brought two oil bottles."
Sheng Jiayan has no words, but just laughs.
Meng Wanqi pursed her lips and asked the question she cares most about: "A Yan...Who am I before I become Meng Po?"
Meng Yingqi clearly felt that Sheng Jiayan held her hand, and was too late to hear what Sheng Jiayan was doing. Her consciousness suddenly fell into the darkness, and countless fluorescent lights flew on both sides. Meng Yingqi heard the crisp bell again. ring.
This time Sheng Jiayan and she both have memories and should not be as miserable as the previous two lives. Meng Eqi thought this way, closed his eyes and slept in the past.
...
The two ladies in Tsing Yi and thin shirts added a little scent of tea with a long-handled gold spoon in a three-legged gilt bronze incense burner, and then retreated silently with their hands folded. The smell is very good, with a mint-like refreshing taste at the beginning, and it is sweet and a bit bitter when it burns for a long time until it is thick.
Tu Wu Xiang is very precious, and it is the tribute of Wai Yu this year. The emperor divided it into two, one for the queen mother and one for his cousin Shufei.
The temple was very quiet, except for the occasional tea cup with red glaze and gold rim in the hands of the old lady, there was no other movement.
Meng Haoqi had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, his legs were numb earlier, but now he has almost no feeling. The cicada sounds outside the window seemed to be very distant from this tall Zhumen Ling window.
His knees kept a posture on this golden jade brick, and he felt more and more sore.
Meng luxe she did not dare to move, fearing that the old lady would move. She smelled the scent of tea in the temple, and missed the golden jujube mud cake made by her maid.
Sitting under the queen mother’s feet, the gorgeous woman who squeezed the legs of the queen mother slanted a beautiful eye wave to Meng Eqi, and then said to the queen mother: "Aunt, the queen has been kneeling for a long time. You are quiet, don’t know her. If you are not sensible, you are right to scold a lot. Why not hold your breath?"
The woman who spoke was the empress's concubine Shufei Shuya. There is no special favor for pampering, just because this concubine Shu is the niece of the present empress and the pro-cousin of the emperor. After entering the palace, the wind and rain will be windy and rainy, and she has never looked at Meng Eqi, the unworthy queen. In his eyes, everything is aimed at mocking.
It was like just calling the queen directly, no need to pay respect to it, and I was used to it at first sight.
The Empress Dowager will not blame Shu Ya naturally. The old man's eyebrows pointedly pointed at Meng Eqiu: "As a queen, it is only reasonable to persuade the emperor that the rain and dew are soaked. How can you take the lead and fight for jealousy and show your family spirit."