The Legend of Chu Qiao: Division 11’s Princess Agent

Chapter 44

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Except for Mu He's lineage, the other major families and relatives of the emperor were all immersed in the joy of field hunting. Under the secret joy and schadenfreude, no one would have the slightest sympathy for this matter. Mu He Xifeng has been guarding the border all year round. He is domineering, cold and cruel, and has long been unpopular. Moreover, everyone thinks that he just lost his way in the jungle. After all, no one would murder the empire under such a tight siege. powerful.

Of course, this is just their idea.

At this moment, in a hidden cave in the dense forest in the northwest, Yan Xun looked at Mu He Xifeng, who was covered in cuts and bruises and dripping blood all over his body, the corner of his mouth twitched coldly, and he said in a low voice, "Master Mu He, are you okay?" ?”

Mu Hexifeng raised his head abruptly, his eyes were like ferocious wild wolves, he stared at Yan Xun sharply, and said in a cold voice: "Yan Xun, what you give today, you will definitely repay it in the future. One day, I will make you regret being born in this world."

Yan Xun smiled slightly, the smile was faint, with a hint of amusing sarcasm.

Mu He Xifeng gritted his teeth, his voice was hoarse like a drake, his eyes were radiant with madness, and he said in a deep voice: "Just wait for me, I won't let you go, your sister has already been slept by me, in the future you The woman in my life will also be crushed by me. Yanbei is already dead, and your family has been beheaded like a dog, leaving only you, a cowardly and incompetent bastard, lingering on and surviving. Do you dare to kill me? Don't dare, as long as I die, the whole field hunting ceremony will be interrupted, and everyone will start investigating, and our Muhe family will not let you go, you won't even survive the last few months. Don't you like that little girl very much? Is it a slave? At that time, you can only take her to the underworld to reunite with your family, you can only... "

Before the vicious words were finished, Mu He Xifeng's pupils suddenly dilated, and a line of blood shot up into the sky and slid down his pale neck.

Yan Xun glanced at Mu He Xifeng's terrified face contemptuously, and said disdainfully, "You've been reduced to a prisoner and you're still brazen, you idiot!"

With a bang, Mu He Xifeng's body fell down suddenly. Yan Xun wiped the blood on his clothes and said to the servants beside him, "Ah Jing, feed it to the tiger and leave a clue. Invite people from Mu He's family."

"Young lady has made preparations to frame Zhao Che and Wei Jing, is that okay?"

Yan Xun nodded, walked out of the cave, got on his horse, and said, "Just do what she says." After saying that, he turned around and rode his horse back to the camp.

"Miss," Jiahe said in a sonorous tone as he walked into the tent, "The prince is back."

Chu Qiao nodded, "Have you dealt with the rest of the matter?"

"Everything is according to the girl's order, and there will be no mistakes."

"That's good," Chu Qiao nodded and said, "You all go down and rest."

"yes."

The curtain of the camp tent was lifted immediately, and Yan Xun walked in with his hair covered in snow. Chu Qiao stepped forward to sweep the snow off the hood for him, and asked, "Is everything going well?"

"It's okay." Yan Xun took off his outer robe, and sat in front of the brazier to enjoy the fire, "Tomorrow morning, I'm afraid there will be a big mess."

"So what?" Chu Qiao shook her head, "There is a kind of person in this world. If he dies, no one will be able to determine who did it. Because he has done too many evil things and offended many people. There are too many. Let’s not talk about whether we are weak on the surface, but what we haven’t done in Beijing for seven years, so why take the risk under such strict precautions in this troubled time? And Zhao Che and Wei Jing , have just returned to Beijing, and compared to the grievances between Zhao Che and him, and the hatred between the Wei Clan and the Mu He clan, it would be too far-fetched to say that we did it."

Yan Xun turned his face sideways, smiled lightly, and said, "Did he bully you last night?"

Chu Qiao was taken aback, shook her head and smiled, "No, when have I been bullied?"

Yan Xun nodded, "That's good."

Snow fell heavily outside the window, Yan Xun picked up a piece of yellowed white paper, and heavily erased Mu He Xifeng's name. On Yanbei's list of enemies, there was another person missing.

On the second day of the spring hunting, Muhe Xifeng, the leader of the younger generation of the Muhe family, died in the Xibai Forest. His body was eaten by a tiger, his stomach was disembowelled, his head was broken and his chest was broken. When he was found, his body was mostly incomplete. . If it were not for the presence of Mu He Xifeng's mother, no one would have been able to recognize that the fuzzy pile of flesh and blood on the ground was the youngest son of Mu He's family, who was usually high-spirited, dignified and flamboyant.

The atmosphere of field hunting dropped to freezing point in an instant. Muhe Xifeng led troops outside all year round, and his martial arts skills were superb. Usually, thirty or fifty people could not get close to him. His sword hadn't even been drawn from its sheath. Under the cloud of suspicion, Muhe Xifeng's father, brother and uncle immediately went to Emperor Xia De to ask the Shanglu Court to accept the case, insisting that Muhe Xifeng was killed by someone.

From then on, the situation became uncontrollable in an instant. Mu He's hands and eyes are now in the sky, and he controls most of the power in the court. Among the Presbyterians, the Mu family of Lingnan never liked to get involved in the battles of the imperial capital, while the Zhuge lineage kept a low profile. The Helian family had been in decline since the previous generation and had long been a foil in the Presbyterians. The Shang family of Dongyue started as a sect. It has little influence on the government, while the Batuha family in the north is entrenched in the northwest, and its power in Beijing is weak. It has always been dependent on the Muhe family for survival. Now, the only Wei family who can fight against the Mu He family has made a big mistake again. Wei Jing was deprived of the position of governor of the capital, and the remaining Mu He family who produced a queen and three concubines naturally became The hottest family in the world today.

Jiucheng Yasi stationed in the hunting grounds, surveyed and took samples, and interrogated everyone. West Bailin was blocked, and outsiders were strictly prohibited from entering or leaving. Even the incoming and outgoing letters must be closely monitored to prevent the criminal from lurking and the golden cicada from escaping. The royal family of Daxia expressed great sympathy and support for the pain of the loss of the Mu He family, and supported them to do their best to find the murderer and arrest the criminals, so the hunting was forced to stop.

Yan Xun's camp, located in the southwest of the hunting ground, has fallen into the tranquility of the night at this moment, the heavy bearskin curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind blew in along the door. The lights on the desk flickered, and the man in the moon-white robe raised his head, his eyes were dark and deep.

"My lord, isn't the girl here?"

Ah Jing's eyes rolled around in the tent, then turned around and was about to exit. Yan Xun raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, "What's the matter?"

"The Thirteenth Highness just sent someone to send this, saying it's for the girl."

Yan Xun frowned, put down the scroll in his hand, and said, "Oh, let's put it here first."

"yes."

Ah Jing agreed and withdrew. The wind outside the tent whistled against the roof of the tent, whining and encouraging. Yan Xun looked at the slightly moving curtain, and didn't move for a long time, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes glanced at the burden on the desk, and he remained silent.

The burden is very thick, it is Subei Gu embroidery with purple gold embroidered silk, the blue and hu brocade is the base, the clear moon and white lotus are the picture, the two ends are tied to death with knots, and there is nothing inside.

Yan Xun only glanced at it, then turned his head and continued to read as if nothing had happened. The room was very quiet, and even the footsteps of soldiers passing by outside could be heard clearly. But for some reason, in such a quiet environment, the man suddenly felt a little annoyed and couldn't stand it any longer.

He stood up, walked to the tea table beside him, and poured a cup of tea. The tea tasted fresh and fragrant, and it was newly sent tribute tea from Lingnan. Zhao Zhengde didn't like drinking tea, so he scattered it to everyone in the palace. Lingnan is rich in silk tea. This tea is called Hongnu. According to legend, it was picked by a dignified virgin with the tip of her tongue in the morning. that feeling.

With Yan Xun's identity, he is naturally not blessed to enjoy the tribute, but what no one knows is that the person behind the scenes of the current Lingnan tea house is this Yanbei prince who lives in a secluded palace. Even the Mu family, the local emperor in Lingnan, didn't know about this.

Yan Xun took the tea and returned to the desk, the fragrant tea seemed to bring his mood back to tranquility. Yan Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was indifferent, and his steps were calm, but the moment he sat down, his palm suddenly tilted, and the water in the glass poured down.

With a puff, all the tea was sprinkled on the burden and penetrated quickly. The man's face was calm, and he quietly watched the tea spread little by little, without any sign of panic. After a long time, he suddenly said to himself: "I got wet, you should open it and deal with it."

In the middle of the night, Chu Qiao came back, and after hearing Ah Jing's words, she came to Yan Xun's tent and said, "Yan Xun, are you looking for me?"

"Oh." Yan Xun put down the scroll and stood up, his moon-white robe glowed softly under the light, "You're back, it's cold outside."

"It's okay." Chu Qiao walked to the brazier, took off the fox fur to warm her hand, warmed it in front of the charcoal fire, and raised her head, "What do you want?"

"It's nothing. I just came over from Hetian, and everything I said was trying to test my whereabouts yesterday."

Chu Qiao smiled coldly, "They are ants on the hot pot now. They have been stationed in Hetian for many years in the north. They started as a small general, and Zhao Che was sent to the border town for a few years. He has some friendship with him. If it weren't for Zhao Che Che understands, how could he ascend to heaven with chickens and dogs? Now that Zhao Che is in trouble, he naturally wants to help. But I don't think Zhao Che ordered him to come here, Zhao Che is arrogant and disdains to do such a thing."

Yan Xun nodded, "When he was in northern Xinjiang, he had some contacts with my father and elder brother."

"Yu Hetian is a villain. Back then, he presented topographical maps to Beijing and sold Yanbei, and now he is here to watch the wind and steal corners. If you don't want to pay attention to him, just leave it to me."

"Well, I don't want to see him again."

The lights were flickering, Chu Qiao moved her feet, approached the brazier, and said: "That's easy, just find a suitable way to let Zhao Che know that Yu Hetian has come to our camp tonight. With his arrogant and suspicious personality, he must be suspicious. If you are on guard, you won't care about what Yu Hetian is doing. We don't want us to do this kind of thing ourselves."

"Yeah," Yan Xun nodded, "Go and arrange it."

"By the way, Yan Xun, is that what you asked me for?"

"No," Yan Xun stood up, walked to the back desk, took out a white jade box, and said, "Wenting sent a piece of clothing yesterday, I must have taken the wrong one in a hurry, it was a woman's style, here it is for you." Bar."

Chu Qiao took it over, frowned and said, "Ji Wenting gives you gifts all day long, how could he be so careless this time?" She opened it, and her eyes lit up, and she saw that it was neatly placed in the box. A large white fox fur fur is not a whole piece of fur, but is all connected with mink tails. The fur is smooth and clean without a trace of variegation, and the whole body is smooth, like fine silk and satin. The fluff and the dazzling brilliance of the lapel are all the bright black sea pearls, and they are the best at first glance.