Flower Fairy Reincarnation Assist Guide

Chapter 57

"Xiao Bai, are you alright!"

As soon as Li Luosu entered the tiger garden, the white tiger swept away his previous listless look, stood up and walked around in the cage, saw him appearing in front of him, straightened up and lay down on the cage door, his golden tiger eyes widened. Big, full of excited brilliance inside.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'll let you out right away."

Because Tu Muxiang was very afraid of this beast, she could only hide aside and watch him open the cage by himself.

The moment the cage door opened, the white tiger jumped out, threw Li Luosu to the ground at once, and kept nuzzling him and rubbing against him.

"Haha, it's so itchy, it's okay, Xiaobai, stop quickly, I'm still hurt..."

Because of the poison | medicine, Li Luosu had no strength to stand up after being thrown down by the white tiger. Although the white tiger lost a lot of weight, it was still too heavy for a large adult beast lying on him. difficulty.

"...Hey, help me...help me get it down...Xiaobai doesn't bite, hurry up...or I'm really hopeless..."

Tu Muxiang was crying, but seeing Li Luosu's pale face, she still held back the fear in her heart and pushed Baihu off him.

Li Luosu finally breathed new air before dying of exhaustion.

"Ahem... I was almost killed by you little bastard..."

Baihu squatted beside him and looked at him with his head tilted, not understanding why his master didn't want a long-lost hug.

Li Luosu looked at it, patted it on the head, and said, "Xiaobai, I need your help with something very important next, after this is done, I'll play with you again, okay? "

Bai Hu made a purring sound and rubbed his hand to express his agreement.

Li Luosu turned his head to look at Tu Muxiang, and said to him, "Help me up, and put me on the back of the white tiger."

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"Hmph, I'm going to the hall to deal with that rebel Poppy now!"

Just when Li Luosu was riding on the back of the white tiger to the gate of the East Palace, Tu Shenshui suddenly appeared in front of them with a cold face.

"Why are you here?"

The moment Li Luosu opened his mouth in Tu Shenshui, he pointed the last arrow in his hand at him.

Tu Muxiang immediately rushed up to stop him: "Your Majesty, please be merciful, General Zuo is my brother!"

"What did you say?"

Li Luosu froze for a moment, then Tu Muxiang stood in front of Tu Shenshui, lowered her head and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Just when he was hesitating what to do next, Tu Shenshui spoke again, but with a begging expression on his face: "...Why are you leaving? I clearly said that the promise will be fulfilled immediately, and I will help you immediately Fuguo brought you home."

Hearing his ambiguous words, Li Luosu knew that Tu Shenshui probably recognized him as Xia Jushuang again, but because he didn't know whether he could still act rationally now, he could only hold on and not let go of the bow and arrow.

"elder brother!"

Tu Muxiang wanted to persuade him, but Tu Shenshui just wanted to go forward as if he was not in front of him.

"Don't go, come back with me, okay?"

"Stop! Don't go any further!"

"No! Brother, don't go!"

Li Luosu and Tu Muxiang spoke at the same time, and Tu Muxiang firmly held Tu Shenshui's arm.

"why……"

There seemed to be something flickering in Tu Shenshui's deep eyes. Seeing him like this, Tu Muxiang really didn't want him to be obsessed with it, so she gritted her teeth and finally gave up.

He grabbed Tu Shenshui's collar and shouted at him: "Brother! Look clearly, the person in front of you is not Lord Furong, but Your Majesty! Lord Furong is dead! He was killed by Poppy! Ying has broken his promise, he will not help you restore the country!"

When Tu Shenshui heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, looked at Tu Muxiang, and said, "Qili, what are you talking about... Isn't Ah Shuang right here? We can go back to Zheng Guo together after tonight. "

"Brother! I said that Mr. Furong is dead. The makeup knife you gave him was used by Poppy to frame His Majesty. I bumped into him when I came home from work that day. I saw the makeup knife fall from him It fell from the body, and the scabbard of the makeup knife was embedded with Mrs. Yuan's favorite Furong stone. Poppy used it to kill Mr. Furong. Mr. Furong was not strangled to death at all. Otherwise, where do you think the knife came from? blood? You have been deceiving yourself and others!"

It turns out...it turns out that Xia Jushuang's death was actually caused by Poppy?

Li Luosu was shocked, and suddenly understood many things in a blink of an eye.

"...I don't believe it, it's impossible, why did he attack Ah Shuang?"

"Because Mr. Furong knows the secret that he once framed His Majesty!"

Tu Muxiang took out the gold-painted hibiscus flower paper from his bosom, and threw it to Tu Chenshui.

"After Lord Furong died, I found it in the Mixiang Pavilion in Xiaoxiangfang. It contained Lord Furong's conjectures from the murder case in the capital to the time after he and Prime Minister Duanmu were framed. Now the source of all this is That night Poppy held a government banquet at home!"

Tu Shenshui held the piece of paper, and he recognized that it was a special product that Xia Jushuang used to write poems for him, and the beautiful lowercase script on it was also his handwriting.

There was a dark brown mark on one corner of the paper, and he kept rubbing it there, knowing that it was the warm blood that once flowed in Xia Jushuang's body.

He raised his head and stared at Li Luosu in front of him for a long time, his eyes gradually became clear, as if he had finally escaped from those meaningless illusions.

"...It turns out that you are really not my Ah Shuang."

He waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the East Palace quickly.

Tu Muxiang finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing Tu sinking into the water and leaving. He immediately went to see Li Luosu's situation.

Because Li Luosu had held the arrow for a long time and hadn't released it, he was discouraged as soon as he retracted the bow, and spit out a big mouthful of dirty blood.

"Your Majesty! Are you, are you alright?"

Seeing how panicked he was, Tu Muxiang hurriedly wiped him, but the panic became more and more chaotic, and blood was everywhere.

Li Luosu took his hand and said, "I'm fine..."

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, it's all my fault. If I could have told the truth to General Zuo earlier, what happened now wouldn't have happened..."

"Cough...it's indeed your fault, but it's useless to say it now. If you want to atone for your sins, help me go to the main hall. I must stop poppies from usurping the throne. How can the great rivers and mountains of our country be destroyed by him like this?" What a scumbag to steal!"

***

Since the main hall was surrounded by the imperial guards, no one could go out, only the people from the Ministry of Rites were busy back and forth, and they were ordered to prepare for the succession ceremony tomorrow morning.

And although most of the besieged officials in the palace were panicked, it was strange that there were still a small number of people who looked normal and didn't have a trace of panic.

Xiang Shaoqing, who was about to leave before, looked at those people, and thought that they were the officials that Su Ying had promoted after the Xiu Dynasty Order, so he understood why the other party was so calm.

"You guys from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Punishment are really calm and relaxed. Tonight, such an important event happened in the hall, but you are watching the show like a spectator. Did you already expect that someone will plot to usurp the throne?"

The Minister of the Ministry of War glanced at him, and said: "I heard that Xiang Shaoqing has always done a good job during his tenure in Dali Temple, but now this is not Dali Temple after all, don't bring your temple's style of slandering people for no reason to you. here."

"Who do you say is slandering? Could it be that your military department was not responsible for the murder in the capital? Before the evidence was insufficient, Dali Temple was framed by you. Now that the evidence is solid, what excuse do you have?"

This Xiang Shaoqing has a straight temper, the more he talked, the more excited he got, he stood up and pointed at the other party with a wat board: "Who is present here doesn't know the story books circulated in the Beijing commentary, the murderer at the beginning came from you He went out at the banquet of the former Minister of the Ministry of War, Poppy's palace, and the so-called His Majesty's sudden illness and inability to recover, I'm afraid he was behind the scenes!"

As soon as these words came out, all the noisy voices disappeared, and the hall was as silent as a tomb for a moment.

The stories circulating in the capital were more or less heard by those present at this time. When Poppy summoned them and announced the edict of the Zen throne, everyone knew that they wanted to usurp the throne.

Even though everyone is very clear about this matter now, no one dares to speak out in public because Poppy controls the Imperial Army, but now someone is risking disgrace and piercing this layer of window paper.

The atmosphere was solemn and terrifying. Someone quietly looked at Poppy's face sitting in the hall, thinking that it would be as terrifying as a storm, but unexpectedly he was smiling.

Poppy looked at Xiang Shaoqing, and said: "Dali Temple's ability to judge cases out of thin air is getting better and better. I didn't expect that even those nonsense can be used as evidence. Xiang Shaoqing, tell me, Dali How should temple officials deal with the crime of slander and dereliction of duty?"

"Hmph, even if my Dali Temple slanders and dereliction of duty, it is better than a despicable villain like you who steals the country!"

"...Since Xiang Shaoqing doesn't want to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, then the truth is as you wish, and you are allowed to be buried with His Majesty, what do you think?"

As soon as Poppy waved his hand, the imperial guards in the palace swung their swords at him. Xiang Shaoqing was injured on his right arm in time to dodge, and the blood spattered on the spot. Dumbfounded.

Just when the soldiers of the Imperial Army were about to swing their swords again, Yu Lingbo, who had been held hostage all this time, shouted to him: "Stop! Tomorrow morning will be your succession ceremony, Prime Minister Su. Before the new emperor takes the throne, it is probably not right to let the officials of the Manchu Dynasty see blood. What a good sign, right?"

Hearing what he said, Poppy raised her hand to stop the imperial army. He looked at Yu Lingbo who was looking at him coldly, and said with a smile: "Since Yu is as smart as he said, I don't know if someone like you who knows how to judge the situation is interested." How about continuing to seek employment in the new dynasty?"

Yu Lingbo also smiled at him and said, "Prime Minister Su, you are obviously a smart person, but it's a pity that your smartness was misunderstood by your cleverness. Now that the matter has been exposed and everyone knows about it, do you think you can really do it next time?" Do you want to sit on this throne?"

"So, although Yu Shizhong has sealed his seal, he still doesn't want to work for me? It's a pity that I still want to reserve a good position for you. If this is the case, then I will let you and Xiang Shaoqing attend the succession ceremony After that, go on the road with His Majesty."

Just when Poppy asked the Imperial Guards to gag Yu Lingbo and tie him up to take him away, the heavy door in the hall was pushed open, and Tu Shenshui walked in with a knife in hand, and stopped thirty steps away from Poppy. Then he raised the knife and pointed it at where he was.

A voice as cold as wind and sand mixed with heavy snow outside the Great Wall resounded in the hall.

"Xia Jushuang, did you kill him?"

The author has something to say:

Tu Shenshui: I can finally avenge my daughter-in-law!

Xia Jushuang: I finally don't have to pretend to be a dead body anymore!

Poppy: ... (I have a bad feeling)

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