This mature beauty with skin as white as snow, graceful and plump, and picturesque features is none other than Zhao Mengshan's sister.
In the flower hall before, she had burst into tears and begged the Duke of Ying to make the decision for her brother.
But after some brainstorming after Mr. Zhang returned to the capital, Duke Ying truly believed that Mu Qingxue was planting spies everywhere to investigate the Duke's mansion.
Of course Duke Ying would not be too afraid of Mu Qingxue.
He is the hereditary Duke of Zhibi County, and a mere Mu Qingxue cannot touch him.
However, behind Mu Qingxue, there was a great god who could not be offended - the "Head of the Heroes" Yan Tianying.
The world's number one martial arts master, even the current emperor and the ministers of the cabinet all respect him. Even the Taoist monks who have always looked down on warriors have to look at him with admiration. The first-level Taoist masters all regard him as a great master.
"Fellow".
With such a great god sitting in charge of the Divine Catcher Hall, who has not been afraid of being targeted by the Divine Catcher Hall?
Even with the status of the Duke of Ying, the iron certificate of the alchemy book granted by Emperor Taizu, and the connections of the Duke's office in the capital, in theory, as long as he is not planning a treason, no matter what extraordinary things the Duke's office has done, he will not be punished.
It would be too much of a sin.
But the problem is that the civil servants of the imperial court have always been at odds with the nobles, and they want to bring down the nobles whenever they get the chance.
In addition, the Duke's Mansion is indeed not clean, and certain shady activities can really lead to "conspiracy of great treason" if one takes serious care of them and insists on insisting on them.
Faced with such a situation, how could the Duke of Ying, who could not withstand strict scrutiny, dare to expose his flaws easily and ask the God to capture his mistakes?
Therefore, Duke Ying rejected Mrs. Zhao's request to send out capable personnel to find out the real culprit and avenge her brother.
It is true that the Duke of Ying loves Mrs. Zhao the most, but the Duke of Ying is not a lustful and stupid Hu Tu Dan.
From the perspective of Duke Ying, the top priority is to find out where Mu Qingxue has planted spies in places related to the Duke's government, and at the same time, destroy some evidence and clues that may be detrimental to the government, and silence some people.
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Which of the above does not require a large number of capable people?
How can we spare manpower to investigate the assassination of Zhao Mengshan?
Even in the public and private minds of Ying State, Zhang Wenbin thought the same:
Zhao Mengshan died well and wonderfully.
With the death of this murderous, cruel and perverted brother-in-law, not only did he lose a murderer who could affect his reputation as the Duke of Ying, but he also accidentally sabotaged one of Mu Qingxue's plans, and even gave Zhang Wenbin insight into Mu Qingxue's investigation.
The layout of the Duke's Mansion.
To Duke Ying, Zhao Mengshan and that extremely professional assassin had made great achievements!
However, Duke Yingguo has his own overall situation, but for Mrs. Zhao, her precious brother is her overall situation.
She was just a concubine, and she was favored by the Duke of Ying because she was young, beautiful, considerate, and had a good job of serving the Duke comfortably.
But even though she has been favored by the duke, she has never given birth to a son or a half. The duke's house already has a heir apparent, so she doesn't even think about seizing a legitimate son.
Since she has no children to count on, the only thing she can count on in the future, a hundred years from now, is her younger brother, whom she has depended on since childhood.
Of course she knew what her brother's hobbies were.
She is actually the same, but not as serious as her brother. She usually tortures and kills some kittens and puppies, and the rabbits and birds are enough.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of hobby would of course be considered cruel, perverted and unreasonable, but Mrs. Zhao thought it was no big deal.
What is the difference between kittens, puppies, birds and rabbits, and those ordinary people and untouchables?
Aren’t they all just useless things that can be trampled upon at will?
She never thought there was anything wrong with her brother's hobbies. They were born to be nobles, and they were born to step on the common people.
But now, her brother was actually killed, the roots of the Zhao family were cut off, and her only hope for the future was gone.
The Duke of Guo felt that the matter was important and did not want to create extraneous matters and waste manpower and energy, but Mrs. Zhao could not control that much. No matter what, she must avenge her brother.
For this, she did not hesitate to pay any price.
Mrs. Zhao slowly got up from the couch, walked into the bedroom, lifted the quilt, and unlocked a secret lock at the head of the bed. The bed board suddenly slid open, revealing a hidden compartment one foot square.
She took out a palm-sized old bronze mirror with mottled patina from the hidden compartment, pricked her fingertips with a hairpin, and smeared blood on the mirror surface.
Soon, the mirror surface absorbed the blood, the mottled patina disappeared, and the mirror surface became smooth and transparent.
Then another murky light flashed across the mirror, revealing a figure covered in black robes, with a layer of blood-colored mist surging on his face, making it difficult to see his true face.
Before the figure in the lake could speak, Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth and said:
"My brother was killed. The murderer was a very professional assassin. Some people suspect that he is one of yours!"
The figure in Mohu said in a low, obscure, cold and rigid voice:
"You know, this is absolutely impossible."
Mrs. Zhao was silent for a while and said sternly:
"I can cooperate with you, inform you, and even help you enter the Duke's Mansion and provide you with a safe hiding place. But I have a request, you must help me find out the real culprit who killed my brother!"
The figure in Henghu said:
"Can."
The beautiful woman's face was distorted, her eyes were ferocious, and her voice was sharp:
"I want you to personally help me plant the highest grade Blood Shadow Gu! I want to kill the murderer with my own hands, drain his blood, crush all the bones in his body, disembowel him and tear him into pieces!"
After a while of silence.
The figure in Mohu whispered:
"Although the highest-grade blood shadow Gu is difficult to cultivate and very precious, you said it is worth our investment.
"It's just that you should know that only if you accept this Gu wholeheartedly and willingly can you successfully integrate with this Gu.
"As long as there is any resistance in your heart, the blood shadow Gu will eat up all your essence, blood and vitality, turning you into an ugly zombie who only chases after blood..."
The beautiful woman smiled slightly crazily:
"Don't worry, I will definitely accept the Blood Shadow Gu wholeheartedly and willingly without any resistance..."
The figure in Mohu was silent again, and then he whispered:
"Then, as you wish..."
After negotiating the deal.
Mrs. Zhao put away her makeup and went to see Duke Ying again.
The Duke is unwilling to stand up for her brother, so as Zhao Mengshan's only relative, it is not too much for her to go to Changsheng County to collect his brother's body and personally handle his funeral arrangements, right?
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Three days later.
Yingzhou Prefecture governs Laiyang County, and there is a cave entrance in Yunlai Mountain.
Mu Qingxue took the lead and stepped into the cave entrance. Unexpectedly, she fell and stepped directly on the mechanism. However, she heard a soft sound from Kacha, and the fire flashed in front. Amidst the deafening sound of cannons, a cloud of lead shot towards her like raindrops.
However, there is a cannon placed in the cave, with the muzzle facing the entrance of the cave. Once the mechanism is triggered, the grinding wheel will be activated to rub the flint, ignite the gunpowder, and launch the loaded shotshells.
Facing the rainstorm of shotguns coming towards her, Mu Qingxue's expression did not change and she did not even try to hide. She only raised her arms to cover her face.
Puff puff……
There was a muffled sound, and dozens of hot lead balls the size of dragon's eyes hit her almost simultaneously.
But when such a powerful attack landed on her black cloak that hung from her neck to her ankles, covering her figure airtight, it only shook the heavy cloak slightly, and even the fabric of the cloak was not affected.
Blast.
The lead pieces turned into lead cakes one after another and fell to the ground.
Mu Qingxue put down her arm, unscathed, and there was not even the slightest movement on her pure, sweet and pretty face.
She said calmly:
"There are traps ahead. Follow me and don't make any mistakes."
Behind them, the soldiers followed Mu Qingxue carefully and followed Mu Qingxue deeper into the cave.