However: "Luo Cheng has a high position and authority, and he has been in the court for seven or eight years. He has many party members under his command. Mu Tianqi wants to avenge Grand Master Luo and Luo Yunxi, but it is not so easy..." The evidence of Grand Master Luo's murder, It has been completely wiped out by Prime Minister Luo. No matter how much Dali Temple searches, it is impossible to find any clues. At that time, Prime Minister Luo is acquitted, and the first person to deal with is probably Mu Tianqi...
"Do you think that with Mu Tianqi's means, Prime Minister Luo will be able to get out of the Dali Temple prison alive?" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at Murong Xue coolly, and a look of contempt flashed in his obsidian-like pupils.
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, it doesn’t matter if there is evidence or not, because when Mu Tianqi wants a mastermind to die, the mastermind must die, no evidence is needed at all, all the first-rank officials in the Mobei court are all foxes, Thoughts twisted and twisted, clever means, killing invisible...
"Ah!" A tile suddenly hit Prime Minister Luo's head, blood oozed out from the roots of his hair, and flowed meanderingly along his cheeks, making Prime Minister Luo's dark face even more ferocious...
Murong Xue's eyes lit up, and her pitch-black pupils gleamed: Mu Tianqi's assassination plan has started, Prime Minister Luo is going to be in trouble...
As the sun rose gradually, Prime Minister Luo walked into the prison of Dali Temple amidst the disdain, ridicule, cursing, throwing, and smashing of the common people. The prison was dark and damp, with bursts of musty smell mixed with rancid smell blowing over his face, which was so smoky. Prime Minister Luo frowned tightly.
The officials of Dali Temple ignored his discomfort and put him in a separate small cell. The floor of the cell was covered with damp grass, which was dirty and smelly. The lock became tighter, and he said to the officer who locked the door: "Please take out these dirty grasses and replace them with clean ones."
The two officials looked at each other, and looked at Prime Minister Luo with contempt: "Prime Minister Luo, this is the prison of Dali Temple. People who enter here are here to be punished, not to enjoy themselves..." There was grass spread in the prison, I didn't let you sit directly on the ground, it was enough to take care of you, and I was picky...
Prime Minister Luo's complexion turned very ugly in an instant. He was just suspected of being detained here for a few days, and he was not a criminal who was stripped of his official position and imprisoned. This small official of Dali Temple dared to give him Looking at their faces, they are really a bunch of mean-spirited villains...
The pain in his head stabbed, Prime Minister Luo stretched out his hand and touched the blood on his hand. He suddenly remembered that he was injured by someone on the way to Dali Temple, and the wound was bleeding. There was a burst of heat, obviously the wound had just been bandaged, and it ruptured due to his rapid walking all the way!
"You two little brothers, can you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and ask the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion to bring some wound medicine?" There was no golden medicine in the prison, so he had to ask the butler to bring some...
The two officials shook their heads unceremoniously: "I'm sorry, Prime Minister Luo, Mr. Shaoqing has an order. You are now a suspect in the murder of Grand Master Luo. You are not allowed to see the people of the Xiangfu until the matter is found out!" Especially the Xiangfu The butler, who is in charge of the entire right-hand mansion, is Prime Minister Luo's right-hand man and confidant. Who knows if Prime Minister Luo saw him and wanted to order him to erase some clues and evidence that murdered Grand Master Luo...
When Prime Minister Luo heard the words, his pale complexion became even uglier. It was just asking the housekeeper to bring a bottle of wound medicine, but they had thought of so much. People in Dali Temple knew that small things made big things.
"Can the two of you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and ask the steward for some wound medicine for me..." The steward can't come here to deliver medicine to him, so it's okay to ask the Dali Temple official to go to the Prime Minister's mansion to get the medicine.