Ling Xiyao heard what Mou Ji said, "Take a look at this king."
Mou Ji quickly came over with the notched knife. Ling Xiyao looked around and found that the knife was indeed more fragile than before. He thought about it and suddenly smiled.
"Second emperor brother, second emperor brother, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you just rush in! If you didn't do it on purpose this time, then you just wait to die!"
Mou Ji said: "Lord, the Southern King changed his weapon, then we will lose this time!"
"That's not necessarily." Ling Xiyao said confidently, then called Mou Ji to the front and whispered a few words in his ear.
Mou Ji led the way, while Ling Xiyao continued to look at the map.
After Ling Xiyao determined the approximate location of Ling Nanyao's hiding place, he directly led people over, and the two sides quickly met and fought together.
When the two sides fought, the people in Dongying were a bit strange. Their goal didn't seem to be how many people were brought down. Every time they fought, they looked at the weapons in their hands. Under the strong attack, the weapons on both sides quickly broke into two. cut.
At the beginning, no one suspected that when more and more weapons broke, the people in Xiying noticed something was wrong.
The Xiying people slowed down their attack, and finally looked at each other with the Dongying people, not knowing how to react.
Ling Xiyao looked at Ling Nanyao with a gloomy face, with an unclear smile on his face, "Second Emperor Brother, this weapon does not seem to be very handy. What do you think is the matter?"
Ling Nanyao said: "In order to avoid accidental injury, it is so strange to replace weapons with inferior products."
Seeing that there was no movement here, Emperor Xuan Le asked, "What's the matter?"
Shi Fang immediately asked people to go over and inquire. After the people came back, Shi Fang said a few words in the ear of Emperor Xuan Le, which made Xuan Le Emperor's face a little ugly.
"Bring the two of them here, together with the leader of the Dongxi Second Battalion."
Several people came quickly, and Emperor Xuan Le's eyes swept over them one by one. It was obviously a place with tens of thousands of people, and at this moment it was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.
"Who will explain?"
Ling Xiyao hurriedly stepped forward, "Father, my son led Dongying to find that these weapons were inferior products during the battle with Xiying, and they were easily cut off. My son was puzzled, so he was the master.
Zhang stopped. "
Shi Fang handed the broken blade to Emperor Xuan Le.
After Xuan Le Emperor took it, he found that the two cuts he had started were indeed lighter than the previous weapons. He handed one of them to Ling Chuyao who was aside, and said, "Fifth, you come and try."
Ling Chuyao took it, folded his hands gently, and the blade broke in two again.
Emperor Xuan Le looked a little ugly when he saw this, "Go and call me the Shangshu of the Ministry of War!"
Shi Fang immediately called people to find Shangshu of the Ministry of War.
After a while, Chen Xian, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, came over with sweat and saluted Emperor Xuanle. After a long time, he didn't hear the sound of Emperor Xuanle's cries, and his heart suddenly went up and down.
Emperor Xuan Le threw the things in his hand in front of him and asked, "Chen Xian, what do you think this is?"
Chen Xian fell on the ground, raising his head slightly when he heard the voice, and seeing the silver-white blade in front of him, his ugly expression eased, "Going back to the emperor, this is the weapon of the four major battalions that was just forged."
Emperor Xuan Le sneered, "Good Chen Xian, I allocate so much money every year, are you using such inferior goods to deceive the top and the bottom?"
Chen Xian asked with some confusion: "The emperor, the ministers have not received the money allocated by the Ministry of Households in the past two years. Instead, Mo Shangshu said that he had your will to reduce the salaries and salaries of the soldiers. For this reason, many people followed The minister complained, and the minister went to discuss with Mo Shangshu, but Mo Shangshu insisted that it was your will, and the minister did not say anything more."
Emperor Xuanle's face became even more ugly when he heard this, "Have I ever made such a will?"
Chen Xian raised his head in surprise, but quickly lowered it again. He was sensitively aware of what was going on in it, and now the best way is to keep silent.
Standing on the side, Ling Nanyao heard the conversation between the monarchs and the ministers, and cursed Mo Cheng bloody, but he didn't know how to solve this situation.
Emperor Xuan Le was silent for a while, "That's it for today, and I will drive back to the palace!"
Ling Nanyao's heart was raised fiercely. Emperor Xuan Le had an on-the-spot attack and he could still figure out a way to round it up, but now Emperor Xuan Le made it clear that he didn't want to be held accountable here, which made him feel powerless.
When Ling Xiyao left with Emperor Xuan Le, he smiled in Ling Nanyao's ear, "Second Emperor Brother, go back and think about it if there is anything else that can make the old man Mo Cheng escape from this disaster.
Let's do it! "
Ling Nanyao gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Xiyao who was leaving madly, wishing to knock off the smile on his face.
After returning to the capital, Emperor Xuanle summoned Mo Cheng and Chen Xian separately. The palace staff on duty outside the Imperial Study Room that day could hear Emperor Xuan Le's roar and Mo Cheng's begging for mercy a long distance away.
After Mo Cheng entered the palace, Ling Nanyao ordered someone to guard at the gate of the palace, and if Mo Cheng left the palace gate, he would take him to the southern palace.
However, Ling Nanyao knew in his heart that this time Mo Cheng was afraid that he was doomed to escape.
Sure enough, Emperor Xuanle decreed that Mo Cheng would be sent to the jail soon afterwards, and he sent someone to the Shangshu Mansion to search, scaring the rest of the family in Shangshu Mansion.
When Dai Hao received the news, Mo Cheng had already been imprisoned, and Dai Wenfeng also looked worried, "Father, Mo Shangshu is afraid that he is dead."
How did Dai Hao not know? He sighed deeply and said: "My father has long advised Nan Wang not to act too hastily. Now the prince is uncertain. Everything is still unknown. It is too risky to act rashly, but he is very persuaded in other matters. I don’t give up on this matter alone."
Asked Feng on behalf of him: "Now Mo Cheng is ruined, and the prince has lost another arm."
"I just don't know if Mo Cheng's account books have been discovered? If he is not found, he will have a reasonable flow of money and he will not be in desperation. If the account books are searched, Mo Cheng will undoubtedly die."
"My son thinks it is difficult for him to turn over! Corruption is not a small crime, especially when it comes to military payment."
Dai Hao said: "Everything depends on how Nan Wang acts!"
Because there was not much news from the palace, the father and son didn't mention it after saying a few words. Instead, they talked about the pregnant Daiyu.
"Father, if my aunt is a prince, then we will definitely face choices in the future!"
Dai Hao's eyes were a little deep, "Whether it is a prince or not, it doesn't make any difference to the current Yue State Government. Everything has to wait until the empress is born."
Dai Wenfeng knew what Dai Hao meant, even if he was a prince, he might not be able to grow up safely after birth.
On the night that the father and son of Yueguo had finished talking, a black figure appeared in the closely monitored Mo Mansion. He touched Mo Cheng's study in a familiar way, and beat and beat it, seeming to be looking for something.
(End of this chapter)