Chapter 711 Fire, Floating
There was a ball of fire in Zhou Mo's chest.
He went to the Dali Temple to find Sun Shaozong just to start a huge fire!
He wanted to use this fire to test the quality of Sun Shaozong's blue sky; he wanted to use this fire to burn a huge hole in the Great Zhou Dynasty!
At this moment, Zhou Mo was no longer afraid of anything—at least he thought so.
He sat in the office of Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, looking at the palace guards around him with contempt, and put his left leg on his right leg, without using any strength, but he shook it out in a graceful arc.
Isn't it just death?
I want to die in a blaze of glory, and leave my name to posterity - even if all I leave behind is a name of infamy!
In fact, not long ago, Zhou Mo was still thinking about how to survive, or even live a better life than before.
It was not until he discovered that no matter where he went, there were several royal guards following closely by his side that he finally understood that all this was just wishful thinking.
His fate was already determined when this case was first investigated.
Since we're going to die anyway, why not take a few people with us to be buried with us?
So he thought of Sun Shaozong.
Then he thought about how terrified Sun Shaozong would be after he exposed the truth in public.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.
But for some reason, the corners of his mouth refused to rise even a little bit, and he stubbornly maintained a gloomy look - perhaps this is what it means to 'stay calm even when faced with a collapse of Mount Tai'?
Zhou Mo's thoughts were a little distracted, and his train of thought was like that of a knockoff phone with the beauty filter turned on.
Perhaps, I should drink a cup of tea to moisten my throat first, so that I can spread the unknown dark side of the royal family throughout the Dali Temple with a loud and clear voice.
Of course, the most important thing is to let everyone know that the man surnamed Sun heard the royal secret, and this secret indirectly killed his meritorious guards!
Who made this guy offend me in the past, yet he still has the audacity to think of himself as an upright official?
At that time, we will see how he deals with himself when he is caught between justice and imperial power!
Thinking of this, Zhou Mo reached out to the tea table beside him, but as soon as his fingertips touched the tea bowl, the Jingdezhen porcelain began to rattle non-stop, as if it was not a tea bowl but a gong.
Zhou Mo retracted his hands in embarrassment and glanced at the guards out of the corner of his eye. He found that they were also observing him secretly, and the trembling of his hands became more intense.
perhaps……
I am not as fearless as I imagined.
Well, if one could live, who would love their mother and want to die?
If there was a glimmer of hope, he would not appear in the Dali Temple, but return to the palace, hug King Zhongshun's thigh, and wail sincerely: Prince, I want to fight...
"You are Zhou Mo? What do you want to do here?!"
Suddenly, a cold and delicate shout interrupted Zhou Mo's reverie.
Why are there women in the Dali Temple?
And she is such an rude woman?
Zhou Mo raised his head in astonishment, and then his head suddenly became bigger.
How did Princess Beijing appear in the Dali Temple?
In Zhou Mo's list of the women he hated the most, Princess Beijing ranked second - the first was the opera troupe owner Jiang Yuhan. That's right, that bitch was never considered a man in Zhou Mo's eyes!
At the beginning, because this fierce woman shot down the plaque of the prince's palace with an arrow, Zhou Mo, who was left behind in the capital, was hung on a tree and whipped more than twenty times by the prince to vent his anger.
At first he could only feel resentment but dare not speak out.
But right now...
I'm about to die, why am I still concerned about this shrew?
When Zhou Mo thought of this, a surge of heroic spirit surged in his chest. He suddenly stretched out his hand to support himself on the coffee table and thrust his body forward!
Plop~
But there was only a muffled sound, and Zhou Mo fell to the ground in a strange posture.
There was no way. He got up so quickly that he forgot he was still crossing his legs.
He didn't look like kneeling or lying down, which made Wei Ying unsure of what he was up to for a moment.
wrong!
He was so panicked when he saw me. Could it be that as Sun Shaozong said in the letter, he was here to harm Lang'er on the orders of King Zhongshun?
After receiving the "anonymous letter" before, Wei Ying hesitated for a long time, always feeling that Sun Shaozong had bad intentions, but after comparing it with the previous one, she immediately believed it 80%.
Wei Ying's pretty face became even colder than before. She flicked the whip in her hand twice and asked word by word, "Tell me, what on earth are you doing here, you dog?!"
Zhou Mo was struggling to get up from the ground, but when he heard Wei Ying calling him a piece of shit, he got so angry that he decided to just ignore the woman and drag her into the water first.
After all, the Beijing Prince's Palace and the Zhongshun Prince's Palace have always been incompatible. This time is a good opportunity for them to fight to the death!
Exchanging my life for two princes, it’s not a loss at all!
Thinking of this, Zhou Mo simply sat down on the ground, stretched his neck and said loudly: "Your Majesty, you want to know why I came here, right? Then please listen carefully! Today, I, Zhou Mo, am actually..."
"You are Zhou Mo?!"
Suddenly, another voice came from outside, and then a dozen Dragon Guards swarmed in.
The leader glanced at Zhou Mo on the ground and immediately ordered: "Capture him!"
Several people rushed over and did not give Zhou Mo any chance to struggle or resist. They first stuffed his mouth, then tied him up like a piglet and lifted him up with a pole.
As for the palace guards, they had been warned in advance, so no one reacted at all. They just stood on both sides with stern faces like door gods.
On the contrary, Wei Ying couldn't help but frown when she saw this and said, "What are you doing with him? He is the chief historian of the Zhongshun Palace."
"What we want to take is the Chief Secretary of Prince Zhongshun's Palace!"
The leader, Yang Licai, a captain of the Dragon Guards who was Sun Shaozong's former subordinate, glanced at Wei Ying coldly and responded with a hint of arrogance.
“Bold!”
But the women soldiers around Wei Ying were no mere decorations. They rushed out from all sides, put their hands on their hips and shouted, "How dare you, a dog, be so presumptuous in front of Princess Beijing?!"
Princess Beijing?!
Yang Licai immediately lost his temper. Although Prince Beijing had a hard time in the past two years, he was not someone who would dare to offend him in person just because he was a newly promoted trial captain.
"I am blind and ignorant. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Although his attitude softened, he did not dare to reveal his mission carelessly. He just lowered his voice and reminded: " This time, I am on an imperial mission. You see..."
When Wei Ying heard the word "imperial order", she did not ask any more questions, but she was filled with doubts - Prince Zhongshun had always been a staunch supporter of the emperor, so how could someone from the Dragon Guards be ordered by the emperor to arrest his chief historian?
Besides, what does this matter have to do with Langge?
We must find that guy named Sun and ask him clearly!
but……
Thinking of what happened on the boat that day, Princess Beijing gritted her teeth and thought that it would be better to let Xia Jingui go and investigate first.
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Not to mention what Princess Beijing was thinking, when Yang Licai saw that she had nothing more to say, he quietly made a gesture and took Zhou Mo out of the Dali Temple.
When he got outside the gate and rode on the dozen or so tall horses, Yang Licai perked up again, whipped his whip and shouted, "Everyone, be careful, this is a wanted criminal!"
The riders responded loudly, locked Zhou Mo in a temporarily requisitioned prisoner car, and escorted him with a large crowd of people in front and behind.
At this time, countless people had gathered around, pointing and talking:
"Hey, how come the officials from the Dali Temple were also arrested? Aren't they responsible for trying officials?"
"So what? This is the Imperial Guard of the Northern Pacification Office. Not to mention the Dali Temple, even if it was Prince Yi Zhong back then, wouldn't he be taken away just like that?"
"Damn it, the emperor's personal army is still so majestic!"
Yang Licai listened to these words and felt a little elated.
Coming to the Dali Temple to arrest Zhou Mo was not a difficult task, but for Yang Licai, it had an extra meaning - his former boss, Sun Shaozong, was an official here!
Thinking back to when I followed Sun Shaozong, although I made many contributions, I was also trembling with fear as if I was treading on thin ice.
After finally following the order of the pacification officer, I showed up in front of Sun Shaozong for once, but I was still suppressed by him.
Although the incident happened two years ago, Yang Licai still feels a little upset.
Now, I finally let out this sigh of relief!
yes!
Sun Shaozong was promoted when he came back this time.
But he also resigned from his post at the Northern Pacification Office!
Although the trial commander of the Northern Pacification Division was not three levels higher than the official, he had no reason to be afraid of the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple.
As for past relationships...
hehe!
This is such a joke!
Is the Northern Pacification Office a place where favoritism is valued?
Besides, both the pacification envoy and the commander-in-chief had been replaced, so who would still recognize Sun Shaozong, an official from the "previous dynasty"?
To be honest, if Yang Licai had known that he would resign from his post as Dragon Guard, he would not have visited him a few days ago, let alone kowtowed in front of him.
But it’s not too late to correct it now!
From now on, that Sun guy is nothing to me!
Clang~
Just when I was thinking proudly, a black shadow suddenly flashed before my eyes and exploded on the ground with a bang!
"Who is it?"
Yang Licai drew out his sword with a clang, and looked at the flying object carefully, which turned out to be a steamer.
Damn it!
Who is so bold as to tease your master in public?
Yang Licai drew his sword and mounted his horse, sweeping his body with two fierce blows, vowing to capture the culprit and set an example for others.
However, when he saw clearly the burly figure in front of the bun shop, the hand holding the knife suddenly softened and even dropped down involuntarily.
"Come closer and answer."
From about four or five meters away, the burly man stretched out his hand and said four words like calling a cat or a dog.
Damn it!
Who does this guy surnamed Sun think he is now?
He is just a junior official of the Dali Temple. How can he be qualified to order the Northern Pacification Office to test a thousand households? !
