After Mo Junjiu heard the news, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then murmured: "Why is it him?"
Liang Yuanming held the letter in one hand and pinched his beard with the other, thinking: "It seems that the emperor's trust in this prince is beyond our imagination. This is hidden deep enough!"
Mo Junjiu has never taken Mo Junyang seriously, and now he is even more shameless: "Why do you say that? Mo Junyang is just a useless little bastard. If he hadn't hooked up with the prince, I'm afraid he would have been played to death by us when he was a child. Where? Today is possible. But in the final analysis, he is just a guy with no real power. We just need to intimidate him to protect him... "
"Idiot!" Liang Yuanming interrupted Mo Junjiu's words angrily, and cursed with a bit of hatred: "All the words I just told you were in vain! Why can't you even use your brain? Just a moment!"
Mo Junjiu was scolded so badly that he felt angry, but the other party was his respected grandfather and his most capable military advisor, so he could only accept it forcefully.
But his face was not good, and he said dissatisfiedly: "What did I say wrong? Grandpa, it's not like you don't know that I'm not good at this. If you have any ideas, just tell me! Why do you have anything to do with me?"
Liang Yuanming glared in anger. He knew very well that his grandson was more than filial and not very intelligent. However, Mo Junjiu was a dignified prince, so he was more docile in front of him. He was used to being self-centered in front of other counselors, so there was no way to expect him to accept it humbly. Jian, this kind of talent is really difficult to cultivate in a short period of time.
He no longer pressed, and just said helplessly: "Didn't I just say it? The person who will be assigned to try Zhao Ming's case must be deeply trusted by His Majesty, and Mo Junyang has been mediocre in these years, even though Ansheng is under the command of the prince. , and he didn’t do much, which made people think he was just a jobber.”
Mo Jun pursed his lips for a long time and said nothing, but he was obviously saying: He is just a useless snack.
Liang Yuanming was so angry at Mo Junjiu's attitude that he really wanted to slap the 'waste snack' on his face.
"Do you know that the more harmless Mo Junyang behaves, the deeper he hides? It is very likely that Zhao Ming's disaster was caused by him!"
Liang Yuanming has no evidence, but this kind of thing does not require evidence. A vague feeling is enough to explain everything.
Mo Junjiu denied it subconsciously: "It's impossible!"
"Why is it impossible? If this matter really has nothing to do with him, why do you think His Majesty would leave it to him to investigate?"
Mo Junjiu was speechless and wanted to retort that Mo Junyang didn't have the ability, but Liang Yuanming's serious eyes told him: This is the fact.
He frowned dissatisfied and cursed: "Mo Junyu must have been behind the instigation. Seeing how he usually pretends to be gentle and harmless, I really thought he didn't care about the position of the crown prince at all. Now he finally can't calm down." Come on!"
"Indeed, the Eastern Palace has declined. The prince has been keeping a low profile these years, but now he suddenly appears..." Liang Yuanming thought for a moment, then his sharp eyes shot towards Mo Junjiu, "What did you do?"
Mo Junjiu shrank his neck and retorted with a guilty conscience: "I didn't do anything..."
"Okay, okay, I'll explain everything." He couldn't stand Liang Yuanming's serious gaze, so he had to tell him about the several times he secretly sent people to assassinate Mo Junyu.
At the end, he said with some reluctance: "It's because of his destiny that he escaped several times. Otherwise, if he were to escape once, even if my father favors the fourth child, the crown prince position would still be mine!"
"You actually!" Liang Yuanming didn't expect that Mo Junjiu would actually do such a bold thing, and he almost vomited blood.
The clay figurine still has three points of fire, not to mention that no matter how deeply Mo Junyu hides himself, he is still the prince of a country. If he does not resist after being provoked one after another, he will really become a coward. Zhao Ming may have noticed what Mo Junyu has done for a long time. hands and feet.
Mo Junjiu was stunned after hearing his grandfather's explanation for a long time, and said uncertainly: "Isn't it possible? The people I sent were all dead soldiers, and none of them survived. Later, I secretly killed the man in the East Palace. It’s impossible to know!”
Liang Yuanming was so angry that he was speechless and didn't bother to explain the twists and turns to Mo Junjiu. He only said: "Anyway, our top priority now is to find out Mo Junyang's attitude from Mo Junyang. If we just want revenge, To retaliate, we can just push Zhao Ming out; if we really want to defeat the enemy, then our goal may have to change... "
"Ah? Can't Zhao Ming be guaranteed?" Mo Junjiu muttered reluctantly. Until now, he still fantasizes about having another Minister of Household Affairs in the party!
Liang Yuanming was so angry that he lost his temper. He warned coldly: "Just put away your unrealistic fantasies! Don't even look at what Mo Junyang showed. They are all evidence. Any one They can take Zhao Ming’s official hat off. And there are so many letters left, which shows that they have been eyeing Zhao Ming for a long time, and they will definitely not let this big fish get away again.”
There are some things Liang Yuanming didn't say. For example, what Zhao Ming committed was not an ordinary crime. He was collaborating with the enemy and treason. If Mo's country was destroyed, what would be the point of Mo Junjiu winning the position of crown prince
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After receiving Mo Xiangbin's order, Crown Prince Rui, who had been missed by the Third Prince Party for a long time, went directly to Tianlao to meet Zhao Ming, the former Minister of Household Affairs.
Zhao Ming was imprisoned in the sky jail for three days. His hair was disheveled and he lost all his momentum.
Mo Junyang was sitting outside, with tea and snacks on the table. He didn't say anything, just sitting quietly.
Zhao Ming couldn't hold back his anger and said in a hoarse voice: "Prince Mo is so elegant that he even comes to see me in such a filthy place."
"This is a nice place, it suits you very well." Mo Junyang replied casually.
Zhao Ming was so angry that he was speechless.
Zhao Ming stared at Mo Junyang, "I have never offended you, right! Even the old man who you asked Liang'er to marry the woman from the Shi family agreed to it. Why did you want to kill all my family?"
Mo Junyang lazily raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Collaborating with the enemy and treason, do I need a reason to kill you?"
Zhao Ming: "..."
"Or do you want to say that you are excusable? After all, the king of Liang Kingdom, Yelu Beichen, saved your life, right?"
Zhao Ming lost all color on his face and looked at Mo Junyang in surprise, "How did you know?"
Mo Junyang flipped through the booklet in his hand and continued slowly: "In the 26th year of Da Mo, your hometown was hit by war, and your parents died in the war. You escaped because you were studying abroad, but you were robbed by bandits. , Yelu Beichen, who was still the crown prince of Liang Kingdom at the time, passed by and rescued you, and arranged for his servants to take good care of you.
He heard that you were a scholar and paid for you to go to Kyoto to take the official examination. After high school, you were sent back to your hometown to work, and got in touch with Yelu Beichen. He always took good care of you and opened up connections for you. His official fortune was prosperous, and in less than ten years he was in the third rank. In order to repay Yelu Beichen, you have been sending messages to him through your official position. Am I right? "
Zhao Ming was stunned and didn't know how to react.
His identity was forged and it was impossible for anyone to discover it, but Mo Junyang told the truth word for word, with terrifying accuracy.
"You, how did you know?"
If it were anyone else, he would definitely reply with something like "If you don't want others to know, don't do anything except yourself."
However, Mo Junyang didn't even bother to mock Zhao Ming, and only asked: "Your crime has been established, but Your Majesty still asked me to ask you: Is there anything else you want to say?"
Zhao Ming gritted his teeth, as if he had endured the humiliation and finally decided to confess, and said: "All of this..."
As soon as he opened his head, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a long arrow flew out of the darkness and flew straight towards Zhao Ming.
Mo Junyang sat motionless. Wei Zichao behind him raised his sword and threw the sword hilt backwards. It hit the long arrow and made a metal impact sound. It fell to the ground and landed right in front of Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming's legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground.
Only then did the guards in the dungeon react and chased him out in the direction where the long arrow was shot. Wei Zichao opened the door of the cell, walked in, picked up his sword and stuffed it back into the scabbard, then picked up the long arrow and presented it to Mo Junyang. In front of him, he reported: "Master, the arrow is poisonous."
Zhao Ming was so frightened that he trembled again, his whole body trembling.
Mo Junyang was in a good mood, holding his chin and smiling lightly, "Mr. Zhao, please continue."
He was so relaxed that he didn't have the fear of having just encountered a life-and-death disaster.
Oh, that's right, he wasn't the one who was assassinated anyway.
Wei Zichao curled his lips secretly, thinking that his master was getting more and more evil.
Zhao Ming was threatened with death. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time, as if he had lost his soul.
Mo Junyang waited impatiently, frowned, and said calmly: "Those of the three Yi tribes will die anyway if they conspire to rebel. What are you afraid of?"
Zhao Ming: "..."
The tone of his words seemed to be saying: Well, you have to eat morning and evening, why are you in a hurry
What's even more ridiculous is that Zhao Ming actually recovered from the shadow of death, temporarily.
He stared at Mo Junyang, thinking in his mind: The other party knew that he had rebellious intentions but kept it secret, and now he is interrogating him. He must have something that the other party needs.
This is a good bargaining chip!
Zhao Ming relaxed, with a bit of relief on his face, "As Mo Shizi said, the lower officials are going to die anyway, so what else is there to say."
Mo Jun raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Are you threatening me?"
Zhao Ming licked his face and smiled, pretending to be humble, "How dare you! When the official was exposed, he knew that he would inevitably die, but he still had concerns in his heart and hoped to make a deal with the prince."
"What do you want?" Mo Junyang asked calmly.
Zhao Ming said seriously: "Leave a bloodline to the Zhao family, no matter what excuse or reason, as long as the person is alive."
After saying that, he smiled flatteringly at Mo Junyang: "This is certainly not difficult for the prince, not to mention that the Shi family is involved. If the prince can help the official, then the official will know everything and say everything. , I believe that the one whom the prince follows will definitely be satisfied with what I know."
His calculation was very loud: Mo Junyang must have a good relationship with the Shi family - otherwise he would not have stood up for Shi Baojin before - and he also had secrets about the three princes' party, which would definitely not cost Shi Baojin's life. It's difficult, then the Zhao family can have successors.
It's a pity that he never thought that Mo Junyang would insert Shi Baojin into the Zhao family, a rebel group, not just to give her happiness!
Wei Zichao looked at Zhao Mingming's proud expression and silently lit the wax for him.