"Father... Father... Father..." Murong Ji knelt on the edge of the cliff, his sad cries echoed up and down the cliff for a long time, making people feel sad.
Murong Xue hummed disdainfully in her heart, "An evil done by heaven is still forgivable, but one cannot live with one's own evil. Murong Jian fell to his death under the cliff, it was entirely his own fault, no one else could be blamed.
"I... I'm fine..." A weak and almost inaudible voice suddenly floated up from the bottom of the cliff, Murong Ji stopped crying bitterly, facing down the cliff, and called out in surprise: "Daddy... is that you?"
"It's me... I'm fine... put a long rope down... pull me up..." Murong Jian spoke intermittently, weakly, as if he had suffered a serious injury.
"Okay, you wait, I'll put the rope down right away!" Murong Ji was ecstatic, wiped away the tears on his face, and rushed to the patrolling guards: "Brother guard, do you have any rope? I'll use it..."
The guards patrolled to discover and solve various emergencies in time. In addition to weapons, they also brought rescue tools such as ropes.
Murong Ji was still young, his gaze full of expectation, his little face still stained with tears, made the guards feel soft-hearted for a moment, took out bundles of ropes, tied them tightly together, forming a thick and long rope, hanging down To the cliff.
After a while, the rope swayed, and the guards slowly pulled the rope up little by little, and a middle-aged man with tattered clothes and wounds all over his body gradually appeared in front of everyone.
His hair was disheveled, his face was also scratched with many horizontal and vertical scars, and there was a little bit of sinister in his sharp eyes, it was Murong Jian who fell off the cliff just now!
Murong Xue frowned tightly: After falling down such a deep cliff, he is still alive, what a shame!
"Father." Murong Ji hastily untied the rope around Murong Jian's waist, threw himself into his arms, and wept with joy: "It's great that you're fine."
Murong Jian rubbed his head with a smile, and said word by word: "Father's life is at stake, so it's not so easy to be plotted against by Xiaoxiao's generation..."
"That's right, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. As a second uncle, of course he won't die so easily!" Murong Xue smiled slightly, blooming like a hundred flowers.
The corners of the guards' mouths twitched, this sentence... something is not quite right...
Murong Jian's face was livid, and he looked at Murong Xue coldly, with a little sternness in his eyes.
Murong Xue did not show any weakness, she met his gaze and looked over, the two gazes met in mid-air, hundreds of moves had already been made in the blink of an eye...
"Lord Murong, how did you fall off the cliff?" A guard stepped forward and asked politely.
When they patrol to solve emergencies, they naturally have to understand the causes and consequences of emergencies clearly so that they can report to the higher authorities.
Murong Jian raised his brows, and looked at Murong Xue with a half-smile, as if saying: "If I tell the truth, you will die."
Murong Xue smiled: You can say it, just say it, the second uncle's assassination of the nephew and niece failed, but the niece was thrown off the cliff by the niece, the civil and military officials must be very interested, and the censors will definitely come to join in the fun and read someone's book...
A certain person's political achievements are not obvious, he stayed in Jingzhou for ten years, and he would harm people when he returned to the capital. The person who read it will definitely be able to find out...
Murong Jian's expression was gloomy: You have no evidence to prove it, I want to assassinate you and Murong Ye!
How come there is no evidence? Isn't that fast horse that you drugged is the best evidence!
Murong Xue's eyes were cold, and she smiled, "Although it fell off the cliff and was smashed to pieces, but there are so many guards here, if you search carefully, you will definitely find the horse's body...
Murong Jian's complexion was dark, and he clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly, gritting his teeth: Murong Xue...
"Master Murong...Master Murong...what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Murong Jian was silent with his eyes open, the guard couldn't help calling out a few times.
Murong Jian suddenly came back to his senses, and smiled unnaturally: "I'm fine, it's just that I accidentally fell off the cliff..."
Hearing this kind of answer, Murong Ji was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Father, I clearly saw it with my own eyes..."
Murong Jian interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile: "That's how things are, you stay away, I'm afraid you didn't see the truth..."
Murong Ji swallowed the words that came to his lips, and gave Murong Xue and Murong Ye a vicious look, his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.
The guard nodded understandingly: "I see, Master Murong was shocked."
Murong Jian smiled kindly: "I will always remember your kindness for saving lives. My housekeeper, Chai Jin, was seriously injured and unconscious. Please send him back to the Marquis of Zhenguo for medical treatment."
The guard looked at Murong Jian in surprise: "Master Murong isn't going home?" He was not seriously injured.
"I still want to accompany Ji'er to the military camp. I won't go back to the residence for the time being, so I'll trouble you all." Murong Jian smiled lightly, and stuffed a large silver ingot into the guard's hand: "It's a small thing, I invite you all to have a drink."
The guard squeezed the silver ingot in his hand and smiled brightly: "Master Murong, you are welcome."
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows lightly, there was still a small vine leaf on Murong Jian's sleeve, she probably caught the vine when she was falling and stabilized her body, so she didn't fall to the ground and die.
His sleeves were scratched and tattered, and the movement of handing over the silver ingots trembled a little. It was obvious that his arm was seriously injured. He didn't go back home to see the injury, but he still wanted to go to the military camp. He really wanted Murong Ji to serve in the army. , or another conspiracy
"Your Majesty, I will resign from my humble position!" The guards' respectful salutation came to her ears, Murong Xue looked up, and saw the guards saluted Ouyang Shaochen, carried Chai Jin, and strode towards the official road.
She blinked her eyes. Chai Jin is Murong Jian's right-hand man. He was seriously injured and broke his leg, which is equivalent to breaking Murong Jian's arm. Look, what tricks Murong Jian can play!
"Brother, it's getting late, let's go to the barracks."
"Okay!" Murong Ye nodded: The horse went crazy and ran away from the official road, which delayed a lot of time. I hope he can reach the barracks in time.
"Little Marquis, let me take you on a lowly job." Ge Hui led the horse and walked in front of Murong Ye.
Murong Ye's horse fell into the cliff and he couldn't ride anymore. Murong Jian and his son are here, who can guarantee that they didn't tamper with other horses. Murong Ye is riding alone, he is really worried.
"En!" Murong Ye nodded, followed Ge Hui on the horse, and sat firmly behind him.
Murong Xue also walked up to her fast horse, got on her horse, and just as she sat firmly, a white figure descended from the sky and landed on the horse behind her. Well?"