Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 718 Can it be the same?

"Okay, let's see." Mo Junli responded, and immediately opened the small letter box that seemed to be twice larger than usual, and took out two letters that were about to be rolled into sticks.

The young man unfolded the letter paper, looked down quietly for a while, and couldn't help but gradually frowned.

Mu Xici glanced at his brows that were getting tighter and more wrinkled, and couldn't help raising his brows curiously: "Why, did something happen to Yan Chuan and the others?"

"... This letter was indeed sent back by Yan Chuan and the others." Mo Junli lowered his eyes, "They also seem to have encountered some trouble—"

"But it wasn't Yan Chuan who had the accident." The young man said, with an indescribably complicated expression, "It's Zhu Chengxu."

"He?" Master Mu was startled when he heard the words, and he couldn't turn his head around that corner for a while, "Isn't he sent by Zhu Sheng to assassinate Chao Ling's wife, children, and mother? What could happen?"

"I remember that Yan Chuan and Wan Bai are always very measured in their actions."

The people in Guanfeng Pavilion have always been prudent and reliable in their work, and their standards are extremely delicate. It means that if they can be captured alive, they will never bring back the two corpses. So if Zhu Chengxu is in their hands, what problems will he encounter?
"That's right, Yan Chuan and the others are very measured," Mo Junli's eyes were full of sleepiness, "but Zhu Chengxu himself doesn't know what to do—"

"Yan Chuan said in the letter that when the dead soldiers raised by Zhu's family were fighting with our people, they desperately tore open a gap for Zhu Chengxu and told him to leave quickly."

"Yan Chuan and the others thought that what they wanted to capture was the living instead of the corpse, so they didn't dare to do anything deadly. They just faced the dead men and threw the flying hurdle they used in the direction of Zhu Chengxu's escape. Hook and rope."

"Ordinarily, if Zhu Chengxu didn't move around, he would at most be tripped and fly out, and fall into the mud. How could he think that this person is purely addicted to food, so he insisted on riding his horse to hide from the two flying hooks and tripping ropes?" -"

"As a result, the tripping rope was dodged, but the hook was not." Mo Junli couldn't help rolling his eyes as he spoke, "Also, not only did he not dodge the flying hook, he also let the hook that should have been hooked on the tree The hook hooked directly to the horse's leg."

"The horse suffered from pain and was frightened, so Zhu Chengxu threw off its kick on the spot, and rushed over to mend two hooves when it was over—"

"The one surnamed Zhu was caught off guard. He hit his head first, but this time it was even better. His stomach and face were hit several times." The boy pouted.

"What's worse is that Zhu's family is used to wealth and honor. The horses in the mansion are all horses that are no less powerful than the war horses in the army. The horses are originally extremely fierce, and they are even more fierce when they are frightened."

"By the time Yan Chuan and the others tied up those dead men, and spent half an hour calming down the mad horse, and rescued Zhu Chengxu from under the horse's hooves, he was no longer able to catch up with his breath."

"A Ci, you have seen Wan Bai's medical skills before." Mo Junli spread her hands and sighed, "Although she is a good doctor, she is still far from the level of life and death, flesh and bones."

"She exhausted all her medical skills, administered needles and poured medicine, tossed and tossed for a whole night, but she couldn't catch Zhu Chengxu's last breath."

"...So, Zhu Chengxu died at the foot of his own horse?" Mu Xici murmured softly with a wooden face. After hearing the series of consequences and antecedents, she just felt a little funny for no reason.

"He was trampled to death by his own horse?"

"Yes, he was trampled to death on a mount raised by his own family." Mo Junli nodded, and suddenly lost his temper the next moment, "Hey... I originally wanted to catch him as a living, and send him to death." Go to the old man as a witness."

"It's all right now, the witness was trampled to death on the spot, and I have to find a way to deal with the aftermath."

"Life is bitter—" The young man was dejected, rubbing his chest and stomping his feet, as if he had accidentally killed a hundred or eighty relatives.

Master Mu looked at his wrinkled handsome face, and felt that His Highness Mo Qi was still so filial today that she was amazed.

"Then Zhu Chengxu is still dead, what are you going to do?" The little girl tilted her head, looking at the young man who seemed to be addicted to fake crying, her mood was a little delicate.

"What can I do?" Mo Junli waved his hand and said lightly, "According to the original plan, enter the palace, fool the old man, and let the old man find a way to oppress the sixth brother!"

According to his previous plan, after Zhu Chengxu was arrested, he would be immediately sent to the Sixth Prince's Mansion by Yan Chuan and others, then escorted into the palace through Mo Shujin, and finally thrown to the former court.

In this way, everyone would think that Zhu Chengxu was captured by his sixth brother at the behest of their father, and had nothing to do with his Seventh Prince's House.

And he, who really jumped up and down behind his back and exerted a lot of strength, can continue to disappear.

But will it be...

Zhu Chengxu was so cold that he lost a living witness for no reason, and even caused a lot of trouble out of thin air.

"...Then according to your original plan, is there any difference between Zhu Chengxu's dead and alive?" After thinking for a while, the Mu Da Guoshi suddenly frowned, "Didn't you not plan to show up from the beginning? ?”

"Yes, of course there is!" The boy put his hips on his hips and answered confidently, "A Ci, it's not like you don't know how timid Sixth Brother is."

"If Zhu Chengxu is alive, if I ask him to help carry this blame, he may be willing to carry some more; but now Zhu Chengxu is dead, with his sesame-sized guts, how dare he carry this blame again!"

"This will make me go to the palace for no reason, and I have to ask my uncle for a favor - the ordinary guards can't hold back the mad Maxima, so I have to trouble my uncle to help write a false imperial order gone."

"In addition, Yanchuan and the others will transport the corpse back to the capital in a few days, and there is still a place in the capital where Zhu Chengxu's corpse can be placed... Fortunately, it will be winter, and the corpse will rot slowly, so it won't stink for a while. .”

"If this was summer, I would have to spend a lot of money to embalm Zhu Chengxu's body!"

"A Ci, do you know how much money it costs to make a good anti-corrosion and moth-proof set?"

"3000 taels!" Mo Junli was heartbroken, "3000 taels, what can I do wrong, I have to toss his corpse for this unlucky thing!"

"And for this kind of work, Heling is definitely not willing to give me the public account of Guanfeng Pavilion. From people to money, I have to pay for everything myself."

"The 3000 taels are really going to go down, and I'm going to drink Northwest Wind again this month." The young man looked at the sky with tears in his eyes, "Besides, Zhu Chengxu is still Zhu Sheng's favorite grandson."

"Once he dies, Zhu Sheng's hatred for Sixth Brother will definitely increase several times. Originally, it might only be as big as a house, but now it must be at least as big as the imperial city."

"He has no brains. In case he has a convulsion one day and wants to hire someone to assassin|kill Sixth Brother, I have to send someone to protect Sixth Brother's safety until the Hou Mansion completely collapses—"

"This account, Heling obviously won't let it go." Mo Junli burst into tears, "Can this be the same?"

"Can this be called no difference??"

　The central point of Counseling and Crying: Trouble, Poor
　　
　
(End of this chapter)