He Mucheng clicked his tongue, glanced at Ji Yunyuan, turned around and walked out of the bed.
She was pacing back and forth, thinking of Shi Sui's evil deeds last night, and suddenly a plan came to her mind!
She turned around, her eyes brightened, "I have an idea."
Early winter had just passed, and snowflakes began to fall in Xiangguo. Ji Zhan's coffin began to be buried. Behind the coffin was followed by a large number of people. Shi Le walked in front, and Queen Liu was supported by Dong Er and followed behind. Everyone was heartbroken.
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The ancestral tomb of the Shi family had just been moved to Xiang State not long ago, and the mausoleum had just been built. The surroundings were neat and tidy, and there was no stale smell.
After the coffin entered the tomb, He Mucheng quietly stared at Shi Sui. Seeing him frowning impatiently, he quietly moved his steps and walked to his side.
When Shi Sui saw this, he immediately became interested.
He Mucheng approached and said in a low voice, "Shi Dalang, do you know why I can stay with General Ji?"
Shi Sui sneered, "You are so beautiful that you climbed into that freak's bed?"
He Mucheng was not angry, but shook his head slightly, "General Ji is not a manly man."
Shi Sui didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and immediately waved his hands in disinterest, "I'm not interested in how you display your ambitions."
He Mucheng chuckled lightly and said, "I can do divination. I just made a divination and it said that the king will capture Bingzhou in the near future."
Shi Sui was just slightly startled, then shook his head disdainfully, "What does this have to do with me? In the past few years, I only focused on conquering the world. I am really tired. It doesn't matter whether it is Bingzhou or Youzhou, I just need to sit back and relax."
He Mucheng shrugged, "In this attack on Bingzhou, there will be one person who will be reused by the king because of his bravery and good fighting skills. Do you think the person who will be reused will be General Ji or you, Shi Dalang?"
Shi Sui looked at He Mucheng thoughtfully. After a long time, he narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously, "No, you are Ji Yunyuan's disciple. Why do you come here to tell me this?"
He Mucheng sighed softly and said, "My three beauties were really frightened by you last night. Although General Ji has sent heavy troops to guard him, if he goes to Bingzhou, I will definitely accompany him. By then, my three beauties will
As long as the beauty stays in Xiangguo, there is no guarantee that Shi Dalang will not settle accounts later."
Shi Sui snorted coldly from his breath, "I can't fault the beauty of those people. However, if it were you..."
His expression was a bit vulgar, and He Musheng quietly took a step back, "I'm not good at masculinity either."
Shi Sui suddenly felt uninterested. He didn't seem to believe what He Mucheng said. He just said coldly, "If the king really wants to attack Bingzhou, then just let Ji Yunyuan go. I would like to see what he is capable of.
Are you as capable of stirring up trouble as his damn father?"
He Mucheng nodded knowingly, then moved his steps and returned to Ji Yunyuan's side.
After the ceremony, Ji Zhan's death was considered complete.
Ji Yunyuan returned to the mansion, hurriedly grabbed He Mucheng's wrist and asked, "What did you say to Shi Sui in the mausoleum? Didn't I tell you that Shi Sui is a madman and you should not provoke him?"
He Mucheng blinked slyly, "Yes, that's the expression. When night falls, go to Zhongshan Gong's Mansion and ask Shi Sui for me back!"
"Are you still going to find Shi Sui?" Ji Yunyuan seemed to have been challenged. He raised his hands to pick up He Mucheng without any explanation. Ignoring her struggles and accusations, he went all the way back to the dormitory, and then tied her up with a rope.
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He Mucheng looked at himself being tied into a rice dumpling, and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
"Let me see where else you can run. Just stay here and don't force me to use force on you!" Ji Yunyuan seemed to have no choice but to grit his teeth.
"You can tie me up here, but at night, you must go to Shi Sui to ask for someone." He Mucheng sniffed helplessly.
Ji Yunyuan stretched out his hand and pulled up the blanket to wrap her up, then said displeasedly, "Make it clear, don't be mysterious."
"You keep interrupting me, okay!" He Mucheng pursed his lips and motioned for him to look at the ropes on his body.
It was rare for Ji Yunyuan to see her looking like she was being manipulated. He smiled fondly, sat down next to her, and pretended to order, "Speak clearly, I think it's feasible, and then I'll consider whether to let you go."
"There is a guest next to Shi Le, his name is Zhang Bin, do you have any impression?" After saying this, He Musheng simply stopped struggling and leaned against the bedside without hesitation.
Ji Yunyuan hurriedly put a soft pillow on her, "I heard about it, but Zhang Bin also died young. I heard that it was a heart disease. Shi Le was very sad at the time and was depressed for several months."
"So he must understand the feeling of losing a disciple." He Mucheng raised his lips and explained, "You sent people to spread the word about what Shi Sui did last night, and then at nightfall, you went to Zhongshan Gong's Mansion.
If you want someone, Shi Sui will definitely deny it, and then you can go into the palace and ask Shi Le to make the decision for you."
"How can we avoid sending troops to merge with the state?" Ji Yunyuan seemed a little guilty.
"Don't worry, if you strike first, Shi Le won't be suspicious. Shi Sui will take the initiative to ask for help. Once they leave, we will be safe." She looked at Ji Yunyuan with a half-smile, full of confidence.
"Oh! This is the reason why you came to see Shi Sui today," Ji Yunyuan's face relaxed, and he asked curiously, "What did you say to him? How can you be sure that he will take the initiative to ask for help?"
He Mucheng raised his chin proudly, "The secret must not be revealed."
Ji Yunyuan's eyebrows curved, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just pursed his thin lips and looked at the little girl in front of him, but no matter how close he got, he didn't see any shame on her face.
Ji Yunyuan lowered his eyes in disappointment and untied He Mucheng, "I will do as you say. I only have one request, that is, you can save me some trouble and stop provoking people I shouldn't provoke."
"Yes, my distinguished general!" He Mucheng smiled.
The snow in Xiangguo is getting heavier and heavier. It accumulates in a day and is already up to the ankles.
Ji Yunyuan took Ji Jiajun to the Zhongshan Duke's Mansion, and then turned to the palace.
Just after Zishi, a messenger from the Beggar Army sent news that Sima Yue, the king of Jin Dynasty, had passed away.
Hearing the news, He Mucheng was stunned!
Shouldn't Sima Yue have died more than ten years earlier? She still remembered that it was Wang Xuan's father, Wang Yan, who sent Sima Yue's coffin back to the East China Sea, and was eventually killed by Shi Le...
No, according to what the book said, Wang Yan should have been killed by Shi Le, but before in Lucheng, she saw Wang Yan alive with her own eyes. In other words, this story changed because of her arrival!
Seeing her silence, the messenger asked hurriedly, "Girl, I heard that it was Wang Yan who sent Sima Yue's coffin back to the East China Sea. It will arrive at Ningping City in less than ten days. Now the situation is chaotic. General Li wants to discuss with General Ji. What should I do?
Don’t want to escort in secret?”
He Mucheng shook his head, "General Ji cannot leave Xiangguo at the moment."
It seems that Wang Yan's death cannot be avoided sooner or later.
Thinking of this, He Mucheng suddenly raised his head and asked the messenger, "Besides Wang Yan, who else is escorting? Is Wang Xuan among the escort?"
The messenger shook his head blankly, "I don't know about this general yet. If you want to know, I will let you know after I find out."
He Mucheng said cautiously, "It's hard work, as soon as possible!"
The messenger bowed his hand to He Mucheng and was about to turn around and leave the house. However, He Mucheng casually took off Ji Yunyuan's cloak and put it on his body, "It's not peaceful today. I'll send you out of Xiangguo."
The road out of the city was illuminated by heavy snow, and He Mucheng had just seen off the messenger when he saw a civet cat in the alley. The civet cat seemed to be seriously injured. The plum blossom footprints it walked past were full of blood, and they were glaringly red.
He Mucheng followed the footprints into the alley, and saw a graceful young man carefully picking up the raccoon cat. Seeing that the light was blocked, he looked up in panic like a frightened rabbit!
