After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

"There's no way I can survive this day!"

Ji Li was so angry at the snake and the tiger that he almost died. He was the number one guard and had such a glorious time. But now that the marshal was dead, his position had fallen to the bottom.

Come to think of it, it was better when the marshal was alive.

He shook his folding fan and said with feeling: "Alas, the Twelve Guards have been disbanded. I feel quite lonely."

Meng Qianqian finally responded to him this time: "Then cheer up and reunite the Twelve Guards."

"That's easy to say." Ji Li sighed pessimistically, "Not to mention that one of the monkeys has died, there is a traitor among the remaining eleven. It's hard for you to find him, how can you reunite? Don't blame me for not reminding you that the Twelve Guards seem to be in harmony, but that's because they are suppressed by the Grand Marshal. Now that the Grand Marshal is dead, no one will obey anyone."

Although Sishe did not refute it, he seemed to think so in his heart.

From the moment Marshal Chu passed away, there were no more Twelve Guards in the world.

Meng Qianqian naturally knew that this path was more difficult than conquering the Twelve Guards, but she would never give up no matter how difficult it was.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Ji Li patted his palms with his folding fan: "Okay, you try, don't drag me along."

Meng Qianqian said: "That won't work."

Ji Li was furious: "Hey, I owe you?"

Meng Qianqian nodded confidently: "Yes."

Ji Li: “……!!”

Ji Li took a deep breath and turned to look at Si She: "Si She, you and Li Haiya have a grudge. Now that his heir is here, don't you want to avenge your grudge?"

Meng Qianqian blinked: "So, you acknowledge my identity as Yinhu?"

Ji Li choked: "I..."

Uncle's!

Can this also jump into the pit? !

"When a person dies, his debts are settled. Bullying a child is not considered a skill."

Sishe finished speaking, and his silent blue eyes looked at Meng Qianqian, "However, Xiaoyinhu, your master and I once had a contest, and the winner was not decided. One day, I may find you to end that unfinished contest."

Meng Qianqian said straightforwardly: "Okay, I promise you, as long as you challenge me, I will never shirk my responsibility!"

Ji Li stared at Meng Qianqian in disbelief: "Hey, are you crazy? Even your master Yin Hu couldn't beat him! Do you know why there was no winner back then? It wasn't because they ended up in a draw, but because something urgent happened right after the fight started. If they had fought a few more moves, your master would have been defeated by him!"

Sishe thought about it and felt that he was indeed taking advantage of someone's misfortune. He stared at him and said, "You can refuse."

Meng Qianqian smiled and said, "I will do my best."

"It's over. Your life is over."

Ji Li sat back in his chair, patted his folding fan, and said thoughtfully, "That's good. If the little girl dies, no one will be able to threaten this commander anymore."

Meng Qianqian saw through someone's little calculation, shook her head, and asked Sishe, "When you mentioned the traitor just now, you said "as expected", what did you mean?"

Sishe pondered, "I suspected that someone deliberately sent the twelve guards away, leaving the Chu family unattended that night. The murderer burned the Chu family down, probably to cover up the real cause of death of the Grand Marshal and his wife."

To be one of the Twelve Guards, he is indeed not an ordinary person.

Meng Qianqian secretly sighed in her heart, but did not tell anyone that she had read the files. She did not want to trust anyone until the traitor was found.

"Where did you go that night?"

she asked.

Sishe said: "Go and capture the Beiliang Shadow Guards lurking in the city."

Meng Qianqian asked again: "Who gave the order?"

Sishe said: "Grand Marshal, Chenlong told me this."

Meng Qianqian took a breath of cold air.

No wonder when she just made up the story that "Chen Long might be a traitor", Si She's reaction was not questioning. He really had been suspecting Chen Long.

Meng Qianqian looked at Ji Li.

Ji Li's eyes widened: "Don't look at me, Yin Hu and I went to Beiliang to gather intelligence at that time, and we were not in Yumen Pass at all, okay?"

Meng Qianqian retracted her gaze and asked Sishe, "You are looking for Chen Long to confront him about what happened back then."

Sishe nodded: "Yes, I want to know from whom did he hear the 'order', or whether he was the one who gave the order without authorization."

Meng Qianqian said: "It seems that the person who gave the order is undoubtedly a traitor."

One step closer to the truth.

After leaving Ji Li's house, Meng Qianqian went to visit Grandma Feng at her house.

She brought pickles made by Madam Du to Grandma Feng.

Grandma Feng liked it very much and wanted to give her some gifts in return, but Meng Qianqian decisively refused!

Granny Feng asked strangely, "You don't like the gift I gave you?"

It would be abnormal to like the bones that you gave to your spouse as a gift, right?

Meng Qianqian kept smiling: "I like it, but what you gave me, Grandma Feng, is too much and too expensive. If you give me more, I won't dare to come again."

Granny Feng understood: "Okay, I won't give you something so expensive. I'll give you some small things instead."

Then, Meng Qianqian happily picked up a box of finger bones: "..."

Meng Qianqian's smile was uglier than crying: "Are these also from your spouse?"

"What are you thinking about?" Grandma Feng said, "The finger bones are fake. They are carved from animal bones by the big axe."

Meng Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

Grandma Feng said, "The box is made of my husband's bones."

Meng Qianqian: “……!!”

Grandma Feng continued, "Xiaojiu, my husband's death anniversary is coming up in a few days. I've built a cenotaph for him outside the city. Would you go and burn some paper money for him?"

Meng Qianqian agreed: "Okay, Grandma Feng."

Meng Qianqian wrote down the burial place of Grandma Feng's husband, went back to the Governor's Mansion, got two horses, bought some paper money on the way, and took Tan'er out of the city.

"It's thirty miles outside the South City Gate. How come it's so far?"

Tan Er asked in confusion.

Meng Qianqian said: "Maybe it's the good feng shui there."

"Feng Shui." Tan Er didn't understand Feng Shui, so she simply gave up thinking about it, "Okay."

Meng Qianqian said to Tan'er, "Let me see if your riding skills have improved?"

Tan'er only learned to ride a horse recently. She was too small before, and Meng Qianqian was worried that she would fall.

"Watch it!"

Tan'er grabbed the reins tightly, raised his front hooves high, and sped away.

Meng Qianqian smiled and rode her horse to catch up.

After walking for a while, the two stopped.

Tan Er looked around blankly and pointed at the thorny bushes: "Sister, where is grandpa's grave? Did we go the wrong way? There is no way ahead!"

Meng Qianqian recalled: "Go south from the south gate, go up the mountain opposite the first post station, and walk along the mountain road until you see a bamboo forest. Is that how you get there?"

Tan Er pointed out: "Will there be two mountain roads?"

Meng Qianqian said: "Let's go back to the post station and have a look."

The two went down the mountain.

Tan Er glanced towards the post station and said angrily, "Sister, it's a show of force!"

Meng Qianqian looked carefully and saw Shangguan Ling leading the Jinyiwei to change horses at the post station. Not only that, they even changed out of the Jinyiwei's flying fish uniforms.

Tan Er whispered, "Sister."

Meng Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Let's catch up and take a look."

Shangguan Ling and his group dressed up as an ordinary caravan and rushed south. At 00 p.m., they arrived at another post station.

Afterwards, Shangguan Ling dismounted from his horse and stood respectfully at the door, as if waiting for someone.