Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!On this day, an event that was absolutely earth-shattering occurred in the Liyang City Prefect Mansion where the Emperor Da Chu temporarily lived.But people who knew about it would never say it, because some of it had been wiped out by Mo Jingli, and those who couldn't do it were Mo Jingli's confidant and lack of courage.All in the whole city of Liyang, from the nobles to the ordinary people, they don't know what happened.The only thing he knew was that the Chu Army’s grain and grass were burned by the Mo Family Army last night.

In Mo Jingli's room, several imperial doctors knelt on the ground and shivered, not daring to move.Mo Jingli sat on the bed and stared coldly at the people below, with twists and ferocious expressions on his face.

"Tell me...can it be cured?" Mo Jingli asked coldly for a long time.

There was silence in the room for a long time before an emperor said tremblingly: "Enlighten the emperor... this, the assassin... the assassin's attack is too heavy. And... the medicine was given, and the ministers were incompetent, it was really helpless... "

A murderous look flashed across Mo Jingli's face, and he sneered: "Pull it out, cut it! Since you are incompetent, what are you doing alive?" The two guards came in and pulled out the doctor who had just spoken.The emperor exclaimed in horror: "The emperor, please spare your life! The emperor... the emperor, please spare your life!" It is a pity that Mo Jingli didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, he stared at the remaining emperor who was kneeling by the bed and asked: "What do you say? ?"

A few imperial doctors were so scared by Mo Jingli's cold-hearted methods that they hurriedly said: "The minister must... the minister must do their best... the emperor is forgiving..."

"Do your best?" Mo Jingli was dissatisfied, and the imperial doctors quickly changed their words: "The ministers will definitely prepare an antidote, and they will definitely cure the emperor...it will definitely..." Who cares about deceiving the emperor now? crime?If you deceive you, you will die later. If you don't deceive you, you will die soon.The doctors hurriedly packed up the tickets, as if someone had not been cut somewhere that shouldn't be cut.Instead, he accidentally made a cut in his hand.

Mo Jingli squinted his eyes and said coldly: "I will give you three days."

"Yes! The ministers wait for orders!" The eunuchs sighed in relief and hurriedly agreed.

Looking at these chilling imperial doctors, Mo Jingli coldly snorted: "Get out!" The imperial doctors scrambled out to study the prescription.Although they knew in their hearts that the person who stabbed Mo Jingli was clearly about to cut his roots, let alone whether they could work out an antidote.Even if Shen Yang, known as the genius doctor of the world, came with Bi Luocao, it was useless.After all...people are not garlic sprouts, they can grow back if they are pinched off.But none of them dared to tell the truth, after all, the lessons of the past are in front of them.At this moment, these imperial doctors couldn't even help but look forward to the Mo Family's army quickly attacking Liyang, so they could escape for their lives.

In the room, Mo Jingli leaned on the head of the bed and stared at the letter in his hand that had been read countless times and his eyes changed.

"The old minister Qiu Yunan begged to see the emperor." Outside the door, a somewhat old voice thought.Mo Jingli said solemnly: "Come in."

An old man in his 60s dressed as a literati walked in, looked at the person on the bed and bowed his head cautiously, "I wonder if the emperor summoned me, what's the order?" Mo Jingli stared at him for a long time before asking, "Qiu Your lord, are you a veteran of the Four Dynasties?"

Master Qiu hurriedly said: "When I returned to the emperor, the old minister was indeed in office when he was the first emperor." It's a pity that his life was not good, his ability was average, his appearance was average, and his family background was average. Obscured.But after all, he is still able to be a human being, and he has come here steadily over the years.By now, Da Chu Dynasty was able to walk away deadly, and now it was barely his turn to get ahead.However, Mo Jingli still didn't value him, but he was promoted because no one was available.

Mo Jingli raised his hand and passed the letter in his hand, and said: "Then look at it, do you know this handwriting?"

Master Qiu looked at the letter carefully and it showed that the content of the letter was startled, but he quickly noticed Mo Jingli's cold eyes and quickly focused his attention on the handwriting.Frowning, he shook his head for a while and said: "The emperor of the meeting, the veteran...I don't recognize this handwriting."

Mo Jingli sneered: "Really? So is it a bit familiar?"

look familiar?Master Qiu was puzzled and returned his gaze to the letterhead.This time I really saw a little name, he hesitated, and said, "This... the emperor, this handwriting seems to be from... from..."

"You learned from Su Zhe, didn't you?" Mo Jingli asked coldly.At that time, Su Zhe was not only a great Confucian in Da Chu after Mr. Qingyun, but also a generation of calligraphy masters.There are so many people who want to worship him.But there were only two people who had the opportunity to teach Yu Suzhe from the beginning of the enlightenment.

Master Qiu nodded and said: "Yes, but... this man's handwriting is still very different from Mr. Su Zhe's handwriting. Su Zhe's handwriting is beautiful, with the literati elegance and pride. But this man's handwriting is more. It's a bit free and easy and domineering. I have already seen it and I didn't imagine it, but if you... look carefully, there is indeed a bit of Su Zhe's shadow, so it should be learned from Su Zhe from a young age." , Habits have been carved into the bones.Even if it comes to self-integration, there are still traces to follow.

Mo Jingli threw out another paper and asked, "Are these two handwritings by the same person?"

Master Qiu opened it and he almost fell to the ground with a fright.This book is the handwriting of King Ding. Although Mo Xiuyao is not a master of calligraphy, because of his status and fame, his handwriting is occasionally shed and even more expensive than many famous masters in the study.Master Qiu has been an official for 30 to 40 years, and he has naturally seen it.But... isn't King Ding dead already?

Looking at Mo Jingli in horror, Master Qiu even forgot the proper etiquette.Secretly wondering if the emperor was mad because of what happened last night.Seeing Master Qiu's shocked appearance, Mo Jingli's expression became even more embarrassed.Does he like to be suspected as a lunatic?He held the letter and compared it for a long time, but the person who left it seemed to be deliberate. The handwriting on the letter was seven points like Mo Xiuyao, but another three points were not like it.It seems to be deliberately written with specious appearance.If Mo Xiuyao really didn't want to change his handwriting identity, then he didn't need to write a letter at all, and he could even cover up his handwriting by any means.On the contrary, Mo Jingli had to wonder if Mo Xiuyao was really not dead.But if this is the Mo family's people playing mystery, he will lose face again in front of the whole world.At that time, everyone will know that Mo Jingli is afraid of Mo Xiuyao, and even Mo Xiuyao's death will be as scary as a bird.

"Is it right?!" Mo Jingli asked coldly.