Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Zhuo Xiande's complexion instantly turned blue and white, this was his mansion.

These two people dared to run wild in his mansion, and even dared to take him into custody.

"Go to Dali Temple and find Master Hu for me. I want to see if he wants to arrest me in person to go to Dali Temple." Zhuo Xiande instructed the servant beside him.

"Zhuoyuan asks you to save yourself, isn't it bad to save yourself some face?" Bingwen sneered.

"You!" Zhuo Xiande was angry.

"Me?" Bingwen retorted with a bright smile.

"I'm going to the imperial front and let the emperor judge!" Zhuo Xiande said angrily.

"Envoy Zhuo, why did you arrest you and Yao Meizhen? Do you have any points in your heart?" Bingwen took a step forward, his eyes cold.

Although, a few days ago, embroidered corpse identification documents were posted everywhere in Dali Temple.

However, Zhuo Xiande really didn't know.

In the past few days, Concubine Li's body was a little weak, and he was basically on duty in the imperial hospital, and he didn't even go back to the house very much.

Today, people from the mansion came to pass the news, saying that people from Dali Temple brought officers and soldiers to arrest the third concubine.

He just rushed back in a hurry, and he was also shocked. Could it be that what happened back then was discovered?

At this time, Zhuo Xiande was pressed by Bingwen's cold words. Although he felt guilty, he decided that there must be no evidence for this matter.

And after so many years, even if the body is found, how can we take him.

Zhuo Xiande thought of this, and his heart was full of confidence.

Facing Bingwen's eyes, he looked at him and said, "I am the envoy who takes care of the emperor's dragon body. If you want to put me in jail, I am afraid that Dali Temple is not qualified."

"If it wasn't for the fact that the imperial physicians in the Taiyuan Hospital were almost dead six years ago, would it be your turn to be the hospital envoy?" Xia Chu's letter mentioned the origin of his hospital envoy, but Bingwen sneered at this moment. to him.

The confidence that Zhuo Xiande had just accumulated in his heart was instantly disintegrated by a word from Bingwen.

The servant next to him saw that he was unstable and gave him a hand.

He stabilized his mind, suppressed his fear, raised his voice, tried to use his volume to frighten Bingwen: "This official! Now he is still the envoy of this hospital!"

"Heh, Master Hu, who dislikes the third rank, can't take you down, I don't know..." Bingwen waved to Kong Changhui with his hands behind him as he spoke.

After a while, Bingwen saw no reaction behind him.

And Zhuo Xiande in front of him also looked at him suspiciously, wondering what he was doing.

Bingwen frowned, looking back at Kong Changhui with a stern look on Zhang Jun's face.

Seeing that he was also looking at him with a surprised expression, obviously he didn't pay attention to the gesture he made to him just now!

Bingwen rolled his eyes and turned his head slightly at him.

Kong Changhui didn't know what Bingwen wanted, so he leaned forward and Bingwen had no choice but to whisper in his ear, "Go with your prestige."

Kong Changhui was stunned for a while before he realized it. He took out the silver token of the nine-door admiral from his arms, and said to Zhuo Xiande, "I don't know if you are a first-rank admiral who is qualified to arrest you. Arrest."

This time, Zhuo Xiande really couldn't stand.

The weight of his entire body rested on the boy who supported him, and there was only one thought in his mind.

Huo Tianxiu knew.

It's over, how did Huo Tianxiu know?

Zhuo Xiande's defense line collapsed in one breath, Bingwen looked at his face ashen, and ordered to the officers and soldiers of Dali Temple: "Take it."

The people in Zhuo Mansion saw that their master did not resist, and was held up like a dead tree.

"Go to the backyard and bring Yao Meizhen out and **** him back." Bingwen then ordered.

The four officers and soldiers answered yes and entered the backyard.

Bingwen paced to Yue Xinguang, who was still being held up by two people, tilted his head, smiled and said, "Would you like to go to Dali Temple for a cup of tea?"

Yue Xinguang's head shook like a rattle.

Bingwen waved his hand, Yue Xinguang lost the strength to be held, and slumped on the ground.

He hurriedly knelt down and begged Bingwen for mercy: "Xie Gongzi spared Xiao's life."

Bingwen turned around, ignoring him, and walked straight to the servant who had just ordered two new cups of tea.

I don't know when the little servant came back with two cups of tea, but he kept standing aside, looking at the amazing scene just now, he was already stupid.

Bingwen took the two cups of tea in his hand, handed a cup to Kong Changhui, and drank the slightly cold tea.

He smiled at the little servant and said, "It's hard work."

The little servant suddenly became stupid and dumb, a young man who was so arrogant just now.

Sudden change, so raw and gentle.

After a while, she heard a screaming and screaming female voice coming from the backyard. When the officers and soldiers forcibly escorted her out, she instantly became quiet after seeing Zhuo Xiande, who was also detained.

Even Zhuo Xiande was detained, what was she struggling with?

"Take it back." Bingwen ordered.

When the officers and soldiers heard the words, they escorted the two of them out. Bingwen looked at Changhui and saw that he was still holding a token in one hand and a tea cup in the other.

He shook his head with a smile, and walked away.

Really, holding the token is like chicken feathers...

Kong Changhui was muttered in his heart by his smile, and he hurriedly put the teacup back in the servant's hand, and chased out while holding the token.

Bingwen looked at Kong Changhui's ugly face and jokingly said, "You are here to arrest someone, why does it look like you were arrested."

Kong Changhui took a deep breath and said, "Since I entered the mansion, my mind has been strong. Now that I have finally left the mansion, I can breathe a sigh of relief, and naturally I am slumped."

"Look at your potential." Bingwen chuckled lightly.

Kong Changhui instinctively wanted to refute, but after thinking about the scene just now, if Bingwen was not there, even if he held the token, he would not be able to guarantee that Zhuo Xiande and Yao Meizhen would be returned.

Kong Changhui felt a little gloomy when he thought of this.

"Take your time, you have done a good job today." Seeing that he was depressed, Bingwen patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Kong Changhui raised his eyes to look at Bingwen, and when he saw his affirmation, he felt a little better, and his expression softened a little.

Following the discussions on the streets and alleys, Bingwen took the two back to Dali Temple with such a big fanfare, sent them to the prison, and held them separately.

Hu Yingmao was shocked when he heard the words, and ran to Bingwen in a panic and asked, "We should ask them to assist in handling the case, why did you bring people back directly."

"Ba carried the big sedan chair to invite them back, do you think they will speak again?" Bingwen glanced at Hu Yingmao and asked in disdain.

"That said, it's against the law. We're not qualified to detain them now. I just sent someone to you to express my opinion and ask you to invite them back." How could Hu Yingmao know that Bingwen was so rude.

"Don't worry, the token of the nine-door admiral is used, so I can't blame you." Bingwen relaxed Hu Yingmao's heart.

"That's good." Hu Yingmao replied, feeling a little embarrassed after replying, and asked again, "Aren't you going to go to the trial?"

"No hurry, let them hang for a while." After Bingwen finished speaking, he ignored Hu Yingmao and took Kong Changhui out of Dali Temple.

The progress on his side is relatively smooth, and he doesn't know how the temporary emergency at the beginning of Xia has been resolved.

Is it going well?

When can I go back to Beijing...