Chapter 342 Don’t you want to take revenge on Zhuang Xiaocheng, that old dog?
The demon is dead?
Was it Zhao Duan who did it again?
Not only that, but even the branch of Kuang Fu She was uprooted?
In the Jinluan Palace, the officials were shocked by the news the empress vomited and were briefly at a loss.
Because of Li Yanfu and Yuan Li's qi-nurturing skills, they were also in a trance, feeling a little unreal.
It all happened too fast. The announcement of the return of the national master Yao Dao happened yesterday, right?
Only took one day? Just die?
"He's here to send it off..."
At this moment, many ministers had this idea in their minds.
Just a second ago, everyone was worried and discussing how to deal with this challenge, but in the end, the menacing demonic path didn't even last a day.
He also took away the rebel branch helm.
Unbelievable.
Yuan Li suddenly realized: No wonder Ma Yan didn't go to court. If such a big thing happened last night, he should be still dealing with the aftermath.
Immediately, he couldn't help but wonder, what is that boy Zhao Duan doing?
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Outside the palace.
Zhao Duan walked out of the towering palace gate refreshed, and then walked towards Zhao Yamen, bathing in the golden autumn morning light.
When he arrived at the main entrance of the Yamen and saw two stone lions, the captains in golden clothes at the door looked at them with fairy expressions.
"Zhao Jisi!"
"Master Zhao!"
Everyone's face showed sincere admiration and strong envy.
Obviously, what happened last night has been spread. Compared with the extremely fast demon that fell, what really made the officers jealous and jealous was the incident of "breaking off the rudder in one fell swoop".
"Hey, isn't this Master Zhao? Where does this come from?"
Upon entering the Governor's Hall, Haitang, an old acquaintance, crossed her arms and asked sourly.
In the early morning, morning dew rolled on the decaying grass and trees in the yard. It was a sunny day, and the bright sunlight made the dark circles under the female detective's eyes particularly eye-catching.
"Good morning, Chief Inspector, why don't you see the Governor?" Zhao Duan greeted with a bright smile and was in a good mood.
Haitang, who had not slept all night, yawned and said, "I will personally keep an eye on those prisoners in the prison."
Then, she briefly told Zhao Duan what happened after he was sent to the palace last night.
After Zhao Duan left last night, Haitang led people to the Bafang Theater, and with the authority of official officials, sealed the entire theater that had been alarmed.
At the same time, the news was blocked and only said to the outside world: Arrest those who rebel against the party.
After that, the few people from Lihuatang who stayed behind went to contact the team that was looking for Gongshu Tianyuan and join them.
Gongshu Tianyuan's operation was extremely smooth, with almost no obstacles. It ended with the arrest of dozens of rebels.
After that, a bunch of rebels who were picked up overnight were sent to prison. Ma Yan personally sat in for interrogation, and the other people in the hall were responsible for dealing with the aftermath, and they have been busy until now.
"Gongshu Tianyuan went back to Tianshi Mansion and said that although he didn't catch the demon, he thanked you for your hospitality." Haitang said while yawning.
With extremely resentful eyes, he added:
"You, Lihuatang, are really quiet and make a big deal. You have all the connections in the Tianshi Mansion."
She is sour!
Just this time, this year Lihuatang will definitely be ranked first in the merit assessment. She has worked hard to lead Shuixiantang and has been thinking about being the best in Jiutang for so long, but in the end, Zhao Duan took it away.
However, after the resentment passed, he still sighed in submission and said: "Remember to treat us."
I turned around and went back to catch up on my sleep.
Zhao Duan also smiled and did not explain. His purpose was never to win the first place in the Nine Halls, but to pave the way for the follow-up.
Instead of rushing to see Ma Yan, he turned back to Lihuatang and learned about the specific situation.
"Sir, were you okay last night?" Qian Kerou finished answering and looked at him curiously.
"What can happen to me?" Zhao Duan asked calmly.
"But your face is white..." The little secretary said half a sentence before being stopped by the other three with a wink.
My heart says I've seen through it but I can't tell it off. My lord, I stayed in the palace for one night. Why does your face look a little white? Extremely reasonable.
"Sir, this is your mask." Zheng Laojiu handed back the disguise mask "Jiuyi".
This item was lent to the Thousand-Faced God last night and will be taken back when he comes back.
"Well, how are Yun Xi and that Wu Ling doing?" Zhao Duan asked, and then without waiting for an answer, he stood up and said with a smile, "Forget it, let's go and see for ourselves."
He planned to meet with Senior Brother Jianyi first, and then go to interrogate those guys.
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Imprisonment, the depths of the prison.
The morning light filtered in from the "pin"-shaped ventilation hole on the top of the wall, and a straight beam shone on the blue bird's face.
In the past, at this time, if the time could be determined... she and Yun Xi would huddle together to welcome the rare morning light in the prison.
However, today, she was the only one holding the sunshine with her face. Qingniao turned her head and looked at the back of the girl sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, with her back to her and facing the wall, and whispered, "Yun Xi?"
Yun Xi didn't answer.
The girl has been silent since she came back last night.
In just one day, it was not just Master Zhu who died, but also Yun Xi's heart.
Zhao Duan took her out for a spin, easily destroying her faith wrapped in lies.
After the girl came back, the only thing she did was to use pebbles to destroy all the scratches on the wall that she used to record the date.
Then he sat there facing the wall until now.
"Actually..." Qingniao hesitated, thinking of words of comfort.
Suddenly, there was the sound of shackles rattling in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of footsteps. The sound finally alerted them.
I saw two jailers, one on the left and one on the right, dragging an almost limp figure outside the empty cell opposite the two women, and threw the man in like a torn sack.
Then he turned around and left without leaving any unnecessary words.
In prison, it is against the rules to talk to serious prisoners.
Wu Ling fell to the ground limply. The delicate face of this rising star of the Bafang Theater was pale, and he was no longer wearing a costume, but a prison uniform.
I didn't see many wounds. The only eye-catching wound was a blood-stained patch between the waist and abdomen.
If you open the clothes, you can see a bronze nail drilled into the flesh and blood of the belly to seal away the magic power all over the body.
"Cough... cough cough..."
Wu Ling coughed and panted for a while. Feeling that he had regained some strength, he reluctantly climbed up. He saw two acquaintances opposite him through the railing. He smiled and said:
"Before, when we were outside, we were still thinking about the inhuman treatment you would receive in prison. But now it looks better than we imagined."
Qingniao, who also gained weight, felt ridiculed. She opened her mouth and what she said became:
"They didn't torture you?" "They did, waterboarding." Wu Ling looked calm and laughed at herself:
"At least I haven't had my appearance broken. Maybe you don't understand that having your appearance broken is a serious matter for an opera singer."
Yun Xi, who had been silent all night, turned around, sneered and said with a straight face:
"You can still joke, which means you didn't suffer any serious crime."
Wu Ling was silent for a moment and sighed:
"I really didn't expect that you would be with someone named Zhao last night. My identity..."
"I told him." Yun Xi sneered, "How about it, are you very angry and want to scold me as a traitor?"
A few hours ago, she was denounced and despised by the Thousand-Faced God for being a "traitor".
A few hours later, she became the traitor she once hated.
Wu Ling endured the pain in her abdomen, sat up cross-legged, and frowned:
"You know?"
These words are meaningless, but as the only "Shen Zhang Realm" warlock in the capital branch, his status in the capital branch is not low.
The sub-rudder is first, the agent code-named "Ballast Stone" is second, and he is the third-ranked member.
Commonly known as the "three masters".
Therefore, he had interacted with Zhuang Xiaocheng's female disciple and understood her character.
Considering the time of his arrest, more than half a year had passed since Yun Xi was imprisoned, which was enough for him to guess the reason for Yun Xi's rebellion.
"As expected, you all know!" Yun Xi was as irritated as a little leopard for no reason.
She climbed out of bed and walked to the prison door. With the help of the beam of light, she saw clearly that the girl's eyes were all swollen, her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and her lips were bitten.
She cried silently for most of the night last night.
Yun Xi became furious:
"Since you all know the truth, why are you working for that old dog Zhuang Xiaocheng?! You keep saying you want to help the country and save the people, but in the end it's just for your own selfish desires, right? What? You can't succeed in trying to usurp the throne, why don't you give up?
Want to be a hero of Conglong? Or what? I just hate that I know so little, otherwise I would have killed that old thief with my own hands that day! In vain, I am blind and join in the same evil with you, bah! "
Yun Xi kept cursing. Rather than scolding, she was venting the emotions she had been holding back all night.
The stronger the belief, the stronger the desire for revenge will be after becoming black.
How much she respected Zhuang Xiaocheng in the past, now she hates him so much.
"Yun Xi..." Qingniao opened his mouth and tried to comfort him, but in the end he just sighed.
Wu Ling endured the girl's scolding, but there was no anger on his face, but a wry smile, as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end he just sighed:
"When people are in the arena, they can't help themselves."
He let his hair down and shook his head with a wry smile:
"Kuang Fu Society is neither a group of people with lofty ideals as you imagined in the past, nor is it a group of careerists who are greedy for profit and want to seize the throne as you said now. People like Zhuang Xiaocheng participated in the coup and had no way out, but He is not willing to live in exile and hide, and he really wants to regain his position. "
"But there are still many people in the family who had secretly taken refuge with the second prince Jian Wen before the coup. Zhuang Xiaocheng has the evidence of these people's defection. Once exposed, they will be catastrophic, so there is no way , and can only be coerced and coerced into participating together.”
"Of course there are also some people who joined later and want to find an opportunity, and there are indeed some."
"There are many more, like you, who were completely deceived by Zhuang Xiaocheng and his gang at first, helped them escape, and even participated. However, by the time they woke up, it was already too late.
Just like you, now you understand, but is your identity as a rebel against the party gone? Sometimes, if you mistakenly board a pirate ship, you can only go one way. "
Wu Ling finished speaking in one breath, and when he found that Yun Xi was silent and no longer spoke, he laughed at himself:
“Perhaps in your eyes, I am excusing myself.
Maybe, I also admit that I was indeed moved by the future described by Zhuang Xiaocheng and the others. At least after learning the truth, I still tried to overthrow the female emperor. Now that I am arrested, I have brought it on myself. If you want to scold me, then scold me. Bar. "
Yun Xi was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "How many people in the society know the truth?"
Wu Ling thought for a while and said:
"The senior management of each branch knows about it. Most of the middle-level people are aware of it, but they often don't tell the truth. As for the lower-level members, there are indeed many who are kept in the dark.
In fact, it is very rare for you to be so simple as to be chosen by Zhuang Xiaocheng to stay by his side. However, the reason why he chose you may be because your belief is strong enough, so that he can rest assured to use it. As for We... have too many thoughts. "
Yun Xi was silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
The cell was quiet for a while, and neither party spoke again.
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening was heard again at the end of the corridor. Several jailers walked in and began to open the doors of the two cells at the same time.
The leading jailer with a sinister face smiled and said:
"Three of you, Mr. Zhao invites you."
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Inside the prison, there is a spacious "interrogation room".
Zhao Duan leaned back in the big chair, raised his legs and rested them on the long table in front of him.
He flipped through the interrogation records in his hand.
"Bang!"
The interrogation room door opened, and the jailer smiled flatteringly: "Sir, the prisoner has been brought."
"Well," Zhao Duan closed the booklet in his hand with a snap, put his legs down, changed to a more serious but still lazy sitting position, and said:
"Bring it in, and then you all go out, and don't let irrelevant people get close."
"yes!"
The jailer bowed and exited.
Then, Yun Xi, Qingniao, and Wu Ling were pushed into the cold interrogation room.
As the iron door behind him slammed shut, the footsteps moved away. In the stone room, there were only a long cold table and a few chairs.
Dust floated in the light beam pierced through the ventilation hole.
Zhao Duan threw the file in his hand on the table, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, leaned back, and said with a smile:
"Sit down, don't be nervous, I'm not a monster."
The three people had different expressions.
Qingniao turned his head slightly, not daring to look at Zhao Duan
——Every time she thought of the way the Thousand-Faced God was fawning over this man, she would feel deeply wary.
Wu Ling was uneasy and complicated. This was not the first time the two met. When Zhao Duan went to the Bafang Theater to hook up with Pei Siniang, the two had a relationship.
Later, he went to assassinate Zhao Duan, but failed without anyone seeing him.
The most recent time was last night outside the carriage in the alley. He was horrified to learn that the Imperial Master was killed by Zhao Duan.
"What do you want from us?"
Yun Xi calmly and angrily took the lead to sit opposite him, looking at Zhao Duan with her swollen peach eyes, the word "prison" on her chest was raised high, she didn't hide away, she shed tears as she said:
"Want to see my joke?"
Zhao Duan looked at the girl in front of him who had been crying all night and couldn't help laughing. He suddenly took out a handkerchief and threw it on her face, saying lightly:
"Wipe your tears, don't you want to take revenge on Zhuang Xiaocheng, that old dog?"
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