Tranquility

"I didn't expect it to be you who betrayed me!" In the middle of the night, in the dark secret room, Xie Baiyun said condescendingly to the thin figure kneeling on the ground.

The kneeling man was silent.

Xie Baiyun's tone was calm, and he said unhurriedly: "It took a lot of effort to find you, and you hid it deep enough. I don't understand why I'm sorry for you, you are all I brought up since childhood. Yes, I even personally teach you calligraphy and martial arts. You are my most confidant. Especially you, the youngest, from Mo Yi to Mo Twelve, have loved you very much. You are in charge of the dark thread on the south side, Thirteen, what else do you not satisfy?"

The person kneeling on the ground was the beautiful servant that Xie Baiyun brought with him when he went to Dr. Lu's house more than ten years ago.The years did not fade his good looks, but instead added a bit of mature charm.

At this time, there was a sneer on this face, and it suddenly looked extremely cold, "Hmph, you are just using us as a tool, and cultivating us is just letting us be a sharp knife in your hands. After all these years, we have done it for you!" Which mission is not extremely dangerous, if you are not careful, you can't even die quickly, this is the fate of the dark guard. Knowing that the road ahead is a dead end, why can't I find a way out for myself?"

"Nonsense, if Master Shizi hadn't brought you back, you would have froze to death on the street long ago. How could you have survived? You are so ungrateful. Everything I said to you has been fed to the dog's stomach. If I had known earlier, you would be an idiot!" Unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, I'll strangle you to death early in the morning!" Before Xie Baiyun said anything, Mo Yi became even more angry and disappointed.

Compared with Xie Baiyun, who has other masters, Mo, who raised Mo Shisan himself, has more affection for him, and now that he is betrayed, he is even more disappointed.

Of course, what Mo Yi regretted even more was that when Xie Baiyun assigned Mo Shisan to Kunnan, he begged the crown prince to give Shisan a secret line in his hand, so that he could have more capital in Kunnan, at least self-protection would not be a problem.

Compared with other dark guards of the Mo generation who were forced to leave by Feng Chu, Mo Shisan, who only occasionally sends news to Xie Baiyun, is obviously much safer.

Xie Baiyun waved his hand to stop Mo Yi's angry scolding, and said lightly: "It's just a mistake, it's not a big deal, I thought he had some unavoidable difficulties, but now it seems that he is naturally narrow-minded and ambitious. Even if he suffered a grievance that is not considered a grievance, he will hate his master for more than ten years, no matter how much kindness the master has shown him, such a person is doomed to betrayal."

When Mo Yi heard Xie Baiyun's expressionless words, the evil fire of being betrayed in his heart suddenly cooled down. With Xie Baiyun like this, it was obvious that he no longer regarded Mo Shisan as his own. He never wasted any emotion on strangers.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Xie Baiyun drew his sword and wiped Mo Shisan's neck.And Mo Shisan's exquisite face was full of astonishment, as if he never thought that Xie Baiyun would kill himself without even asking.

He thought that the master had always been kind, and even if he made a mistake, he would at most be punished, just like when he was a child, but it was too late to say anything now.

A wolf in sheep's clothing, how can the opponent discover his true nature until the last moment?

After a moment of silence, Mo Yi adjusted his mood and said, "Master, we haven't interrogated him yet, and we don't know how much he has revealed to the palace?"

"Fortunately, Shisan was only in charge of the inner house of the palace at the beginning. Now that the father is dead, Xie Baisheng's aunt has taken control of the inner house. Even if Shisan does not betray, it will be a matter of time before he is cleared out of the mansion. The most important thing now is for the father to stay The [-] troops that have come down, our manpower has infiltrated a lot, and they have been dormant for ten years, it's time for them to take over." Xie Baiyun didn't see the usual idleness at this time, if Tangning was here, she would definitely not be able to believe this domineering man in front of him , the person who looks like the big villain boss in the game is his good brother Xie Baiyun.

Mo Yi lowered his head slowly. He knew that Xie Baiyun could not put all his eggs in one basket. Even his confidant didn't know how many people Xie Baiyun had arranged in Kunnan. Kunnan.

Mo Yi was not sad because Xie Baiyun had concealed something from him, because he always remembered that his identity was just a secret guard, and the secret guard didn't need to know too much.Besides, he knew that his master trusted him, and that he also trusted Mo Shisan, so he let Shisan know the secrets of the inner house of the palace. Otherwise, when the aunt in the inner house concealed the news of the old prince's death, there would be no letter from Mo Shisan , they don't know nothing.

At the same time, Tangning, who was knocked out and dragged into the dungeon, finally woke up faintly.

His eyelids were extremely heavy, but his consciousness became more and more clear with the pain in his back. He could feel that he was lying on his stomach, and a pair of rough hands were working on his back, as if he was taking medicine. He could feel The pain of the medicine sprinkled on the wound.

Tangning let out a muffled snort, and stamped her hands on her back.

A very peaceful voice sounded: "You are awake."

Tangning didn't know why she used the adjective An Ning, but this voice was something he had never heard before. It was not so crisp and gentle; it was as distant as an ancient Xun, and it made people feel peaceful when they heard it.

A hand that didn't match the voice touched his forehead, and Tangning's smooth forehead could feel the touch of the skin scraped by this hand more clearly.

"The fever hasn't subsided yet," the man said to himself.

A cold porcelain bowl was handed to Tang Ning's mouth. Tang Ning couldn't wait to drink up the water in it. She finally regained consciousness and opened her eyes.

The candlelight outside the fence reflected on the wet ground, flickering with fragments of light, and a pair of skinny feet full of scars and mud stepped on it, as if stepping on a little bit of starlight.

This scene was the first thing that caught Tangning's eyes. His eyes slowly turned upward as he struggled to get up. The owner of his feet supported him against the wall.

Only then did Tangning raise her head to see the appearance of the person in front of her. To his surprise, this person turned out to be a monk, dressed in tattered cassocks, with a pale complexion, but gentle eyebrows and eyes, just like an eminent monk in a temple.

At that moment, Tangning blurted out, "You are the eminent monk Mo Yi was talking about!"

The monk was taken aback, "Does the benefactor recognize the poor monk?"

"No, this is the first time I saw the master, but a friend of mine said that he saw a group of officers and soldiers chasing a monk in Kunnan two months ago. He didn't think the monk seemed like a criminal, so he I tried to save him, but unfortunately he didn't succeed, so I blamed myself for it. Guru should be that monk, right?"

The monk raised his brows and said: "It turned out to be a friend of the benefactor. He was seriously injured for saving the poor monk that day. Now I don't know if the benefactor is still healthy?"

"He's fine." Tangning said uncomfortably, "Master, don't call him a benefactor. He couldn't be saved at all. Otherwise, Master wouldn't be in prison."

"The benefactor has the heart to save people, so he is the benefactor of the poor monk." The monk said unmoved: "I don't know the name of the benefactor yet. If one day, the poor monk can get out of this prison, he must come to pay his respects."

"His name is Mo Yi. It's hard to say his identity. His whereabouts are uncertain. If you can't find him, you can come to me. My surname is Tang, and my name is Ning. My name is Zi'an. I am the new Tongzhi of Yongzhou."

The monk's peaceful face finally showed a trace of emotion: "Yongzhou Tongzhi? It turns out that the new Yongzhou Tongzhi has already taken office, alas."

Looking at the monk's expression, Tangning's heart skipped a beat and said, "I haven't asked the master's name yet."

"The poor monk was abandoned in front of the Dabei Temple outside Yongzhou City since he was a baby. It was the master who took in the poor monk and gave him the name of Zhiwu. One of his friends is the former Tongzhi of Yongzhou."

Tangning understood, and it was as he guessed, "Since the master has been taught by Buddhism since childhood, and grew up in Yongzhou, with such a clean background, why was he rounded up by the officers and soldiers, and why was he imprisoned here?"

Zhiwu didn't answer, but looked at the rows of empty cells outside the fence, "The poor monk has been here for several months, dozens of people come and go here, and the poor monk occasionally hears a few words, so he already knows something about this place. This cell is The private prison of King Zhong's Mansion is not used to detain those who break the law, it is entirely up to the son to decide, and the people imprisoned are also related to the son."

Tang Ning understood that although this monk looked innocent, he was not heartless.

He didn't ask any more questions. He glanced around and found that the room was very small, with walls on three sides and a wooden fence on one side. There was only the wooden bed under him in the whole room, and a toilet in the corner. There was no other furniture in the room.

Tangning looked down at the quilt covering her body, and said that the quilt was actually like a sack, wet and dirty, making her sick just looking at it, but it was the only thing that could be covered in the cell.

Maybe it has been rainy for the past two days, and Yongzhou is a hot and humid place, the ground is very humid, there is no light in the room, only a small oil lamp is installed on the fence of each cell outside, which makes the room even more dark.Tangning couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart. Although he came from a poor background and had been imprisoned in the capital, he had never experienced this kind of suffering, especially after staying in the dry north and being locked up in such a damp and stuffy place all of a sudden. I'm really not used to it.

Thinking of this, Tangning's feverish head became even more dizzy. She only felt that her life was in darkness. Thinking that she would be imprisoned here until she died, a feeling of despair filled her chest that she had never felt before.

The hard bones of the previous confrontation with the prince were gone, and Tangning began to hesitate and struggle in his heart. He absolutely did not want to suffocate in such a cramped place.

Either commit suicide now, or surrender to the son, anyway, he is a modern person, and he has no idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor at all, as long as he is allowed to go out, he can do anything.

But if you succeed in rebelling with the son, it's fine, if you don't succeed, you will punish the nine clans, and even if you succeed in rebelling, Mr. Cheng will call yourself a traitor, soft-boned, lack of integrity, greedy for life and afraid of death, unworthy to be his student, humiliating him I'm sorry for his years of teaching, Mr. Cheng's distant or near voices filled his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Tang Ning frowned tightly, the battle between heaven and man was in her mind, and she just passed out like this.