The queen must start from the head

Chapter 147
Take a rest this day.

In front of Zuo Xiang's house, many scholars came to visit him. For a while, the front of Zuo Xiang's house was filled with people.

Outside the flower hall in the prime minister's mansion, several handsome men in Confucian shirts were laughing and chatting.

"Brother Yun, what splendid articles have you written recently, and tell me to read them later?" one person asked with a smile.

This brother Yun waved his hands quickly and said, "How can I have any splendid articles? Besides, there is the champion here, how can I play tricks?"

As he spoke, he cupped his hands to the young man on his right side who was wearing a purple bead on his head and wiping his forehead.This person is Song Zixiang, the number one in this year's tribute examination, that is, the number one scholar in the new department.

"Extremely extreme. Brother Song's poems have always been amazing. I wonder if there are any good ones to write recently?"

"If Brother Song has new poetry, don't hide it!"

Flower sedan chairs are carried by everyone.

Facing the crowd, Song Zixiang had a modest smile on his face, and he dealt with it with decent and beautiful words.

However, his mind was obviously not here, and his eyes glanced at the entrance of the flower hall from time to time, as if someone would appear there at any time.

He didn't wait too long.

Not long after, there was an uproar suddenly in the front yard of the flower hall, and someone was calling vaguely "Master".

Song Zixiang's heart skipped a beat, he knew who had arrived.

Accompanied by a commotion of people, a young woman in a dark blue dress soon appeared in the corridor at the entrance of the flower hall.

She was slender, with a black bun neatly combed behind her head, and a fair face, which was not stunning, but looked very comfortable.When I looked closely, there was a peaceful and indifferent temperament between her brows. Although she was walking among the flowers, she felt a sense of alienation. She was clearly there, but she didn't seem to be there.

All the students gathered in the courtyard were stunned, and they recovered after the woman left.

A student from a remote area hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe away the suspicious liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth, while talking to divert the attention of the people around him, "It turns out that Mu Sheng looks like this, it's really unexpected..."

A person next to him couldn't help but sneered when he heard it, "What else would it be like? Could it be possible to still have three heads and six arms?"

As soon as this person finished speaking, the friend on the right tugged his sleeve, and the latter reminded him in a low voice, "A gentleman is careful!"

"I didn't expect Mu Sheng to come to Zuo Xiang's residence. This is a big deal. Brother Song, in your opinion, these two people..." Brother Yun, who was talking to himself, turned his head, only to find that Song Zixiang had passed away. Not in place.

He asked several other people in confusion, and they also shook their heads.

Mu Sheng suddenly appeared just now, everyone was staring at each other, how could anyone pay attention to where Song Zixiang went?

Mu Lian walked through the corridor of the flower hall, and the group of scholars gathered outside the flower hall just now did not attract her attention.

The maid who led the way took her to the water pavilion and left.

In the clear water, the water wheel is still turning tirelessly, exuding bursts of coolness.

Looking at the renovated building, Mu Lian couldn't help but recall the battle here a few months ago.She stood by the side of the lotus pond with her hands behind her back, and she had no intention of stepping up to this building.

Soon, Prime Minister Bi Ying, who was dressed in cool summer clothes, came to Mu Lian alone.

He bowed his hands to Mu Lian, then stood up straight and asked, "I don't know what is the purpose of Mu Sheng's visit today?"

Mu Lian was turning her back to him at this time. After hearing the voice of someone coming, she turned her head to look at Bi Ying with a calm face, and said slowly, "Smart people don't speak dark words. I came today for the sake of Please seek justice for my disciple's matter."

Bi Yingdao, "I don't understand Mu Sheng's words. You want to seek justice for your disciple, why did you come to my house? If I remember correctly, my Xiangfu is the same as your unparalleled sect, but Jing Jing Water does not violate river water."

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Mu Lian's eyes turned slightly cold, "Whether the well water violated the river water or not, the well water knows in her own heart! My disciple was taken away by thieves in the prison department, and the director of the prison department Qi Han, he is the protégé you single-handedly picked up, Prime Minister Zuo. Could it be that you still want to pretend to be ignorant?"

"I'm wronged!" Bi Ying immediately retorted, "Mu Sheng, you are a saint, how can you say such irresponsible words casually? Your disciple was taken away by thieves of unknown origin. What does this matter to me?" What? Even Mu Sheng, if you want to frame him, you have to show evidence!"

Seeing him biting him to death and refusing to admit it, Mu Lian's face turned cold. She didn't know that such a seemingly refined and upright person could act like this.

"Since Prime Minister Zuo doesn't want to admit it, can you allow me to live in your house?"

This means that they want to check if there is any problem in the other party's house.

Bi Ying looked serious, "As the saying goes, the pure will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid. Although I don't know where Mu Sheng heard the rumors, I think that the Xiangfu is related to your disciple's disappearance. But I am willing to prove my innocence , I also invite the Mu Sheng to walk around my house as he pleases!"

The other party said this with full confidence, with a clear conscience.

If it hadn't been for Mu Lian's repeated calculations, the disappearance of Yue Yin would have fallen on Bi Ying's head, and she might have been fooled by the other party's behavior at this time.

Now that Bi Ying had asked her to investigate, she was not polite.

Here, Mu Lian began to walk around in the prime minister's mansion, looking for suspicious houses or Tibetan basements.

On the other side, outside the flower hall, Song Zixiang suddenly turned pale, and trotted all the way back to the flower hall.

In the flower hall, there were a group of young heroes who were waiting for Prime Minister Zuo to give lectures and discuss morality with their colleagues. Song Zixiang was the champion of the new department, and most of the people present knew him.

So when he ran into the flower hall panting, everyone subconsciously looked at him and asked him what happened.

Song Zixiang wiped the thin sweat from his forehead and said, "I just went to the backyard to find a place to go to the toilet. Who would have thought that I would accidentally bump into Mr. Zuoxiang talking to Mu Sheng."

Mu Sheng?Leftist?
Everyone's curiosity was aroused for a moment, and they all stared at Song Zixiang, expecting him to continue talking.

Song Zixiang lived up to everyone's expectations. He continued to say, "Zi once said, don't look at injustice, don't listen to injustice. I didn't deliberately listen to what these two were saying. But watching the words and deeds of these two people, I just feel admiration." Sheng, Mu Sheng, she seems to be embarrassing Mr. Zuo Xiang."

He had a bit of a hard time speaking the next half of the sentence.

However, it was because of this difficulty that everyone present believed what Song Zixiang said.

Mu Sheng is a saint. If anyone wants to say something bad about the other person in public, he has to think about it in his own mind.

Someone hurriedly asked, "Then what happened afterwards? What was the result?"

"This..." Song Zixiang began to hesitate, not knowing how to speak.

"Tell me, brother Zixiang, are you trying to kill us?"

"That's right, everyone wants to know what the Mu Sheng did to Master Zuoxiang!"

Among the scholars, two even jumped up to ask the next question, and the curiosity in everyone's hearts was aroused again.

Song Zixiang, who was being questioned, frowned and thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth and said, "I saw Mu Sheng forcing Lord Zuoxiang into a room."

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the people present were suddenly ignited with raging fire of gossip.

Mu Sheng, prime minister on the left, two people in the same room?This, this is probably a bit daydream!

Immediately, someone with good intentions jumped out and said, "Brother Song, do you still remember which room it is?"

Song Zixiang nodded slowly and said, "I still remember."

Immediately, he looked at the troublemaker again with a somewhat surprised expression, "Brother, you don't mean to go there to have a look!"

That one had this idea in the first place, and when Song Zixiang said it directly, he didn't bother to cover it up, so he pulled Song Zixiang and asked him to lead the way to have a look.A group of other students also followed after seeing this.

Thus, this group of scholars formed a team and walked towards an ordinary guest room in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this time, Mu Lian also used her own special detection methods to discover this ordinary room.

She pushed open the door of the guest room and stepped in. Bi Ying followed her in, and then closed the door smoothly.

In the room, Mu Lian carefully looked at the furnishings in the room, and finally set her eyes on the pen holder on the bookshelf on one side.In her opinion, this pen holder is a little too clean.

She walked straight over and turned the pen holder to the right with her hand. In the next second, there was a dull sound. On the ground, the ground paved with bluestone slabs slowly opened, revealing an underground passage.

Seeing that this passage had been exposed, Bi Ying still looked extremely calm.

Mu Lian's eyes swept across his face, "Lord Zuo Xiang, can you explain to me why there is such a passage in your house? If I guessed correctly, this tunnel should lead directly to the warden. It’s an underground cell, right? After all, there is only a straight line distance of less than [-] meters between Zuoxiang’s Mansion and the Prison Department.”

"Papa papa!" Bi Ying raised her right hand, put it on her left palm, and clapped three times in succession.

He squinted his eyes, stared at Mu Lian and said, "Mu Sheng, I have always known that you are an extremely smart person. The world only knows to stare at your great strength, covet your opportunities, covet your sect , coveting all kinds of treasures in your hands. However, I am different from them. I know that a person with only strength but no brains can't keep these things. Therefore, I have always avoided being an enemy of you. "

"But what you have done is already against me." Mu Lian said solemnly.

Bi Ying twitched the corners of her mouth, showing a slightly desolate smile, "How can there be so many roads to choose from in this world? Some roads, I don't want to go, but I have to go."

When Mu Lian heard this, she frowned slightly.

Could it be that Bi Ying did these things, why not?
She suddenly thought of a question, and then looked at Bi Yingdao, "Is your real master the Great Qin or the Northern Qi?"

At this time, Bi Yingzheng slowly took out a dagger from his sleeve.

"This question, if I can survive later, I will tell Mu Sheng again,"

Mu Lian had a bad intuition and immediately wanted to block the opponent's move.

Unexpectedly, Bi Ying stabbed himself in the stomach with a knife, and at the same time exerted force from his feet, he rushed out of the room all at once, and the door was directly smashed to pieces by him!

While running outside, he shouted for help, "Help! Mu Sheng has killed someone! Mu Sheng is going to kill someone to silence him!"

Just at this moment, Song Zixiang led a group of scholars and scholars to this place, and bumped into Bi Ying.

Everyone saw that Mr. Zuo Xiang had disheveled hair, a dagger stuck in his belly, blood was flowing from the wound, and he looked extremely miserable.

The moment Song Zixiang hurried forward to take over Mr. Zuo Xiang, Mu Lian arrived on his back.

She quietly watched Bi Ying fall into the arms of a scholar, her breath gradually becoming weaker.

After seeing this fair and indifferent face again, everyone couldn't help but take a few big steps back, feeling a chill rising in their hearts.

In full view of the public, could it be possible that after being hit by the assassin who was committing murder, he still wanted to kill them again?
(End of this chapter)