After I was reborn, I was scumbag

At the end of summer, the hydrangeas in the suburbs of Chang'an have passed their peak bloom and are gradually in full bloom.

The imperial decree to announce the witchcraft case of Shaoguan Prince of Liang Kingdom has been issued, and the former Tianhuang nobleman was demoted to common people and sent to King Jing's Mansion, where the Royal Army guarded him day and night.

And the uproar caused by this news in Beijing was soon overshadowed by the battle report that the army in the south of the Five Ridges was completely annihilated in the Miaojiang jungle within a few nights.

A lifeless morning ended, and Murong Xing got into the carriage outside the palace to pick him up.

I don't know if it was because of tiredness or because of the importance he attached to this matter, the young man's face was a bit stern, and he glanced lightly at Yuan Qiong who was sitting beside him.

"Looking at the meaning of the emperor of the Liang Kingdom this morning, he hopes that I can go to the front line, organize the remnants of the army, guard the important town, and temporarily block the offensive of the Lingnan army. After the Wei people's offensive in the northwest slows down, I will organize troops to recover Lingnan. "

Yuan Qiong nodded, and casually handed over the blueprint that he had been playing with.

"Emperor Liang didn't think about mobilizing the Northwest Army, but he was a bit wise. It's a pity that the Lingnan Army's vanguard has passed through several towns in secret, and they can reach the outside of Chang'an within five days at most."

"The prefects of the cities along the way... are our people?"

Murong Xing's voice was low, and he stared at the marching route of the Lingnan Army drawn on the map in his hand, engraving the names of those cities into his mind within a few breaths.

"But even so, tens of thousands of people want to pass through so many cities quietly, and it is definitely not something that a few prefects can hide from the city."

A cold light flashed across the deep phoenix eyes, and then quietly calmed down.

"Your Excellency ordered them to change into civilian coarse clothes and mix into the city with the fleeing refugees in batches?"

In this way, the prefect only needs to ensure that the weapons carried by the soldiers of the Lingnan Army disguised as refugees are not detected.

With such a little authority, it is easy for the prefect to call it a piece of cake. It is no wonder that none of the defenders of the city found anomalies, and just let the Lingnan Army's vanguard pass through several important towns.

"Your Majesty is indeed intelligent. If he hadn't been used by me, and such a great talent is in Liang Guojun's army, I would really have trouble sleeping and eating!"

Yuan Qiong took back the blueprint with a smile, his expression suddenly a little unpredictable.

"However... Chang'an is the ancient capital of several dynasties after all. The city wall is strong and thick, easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you can't get the defense map of Chang'an City, it may not be easy to quickly break through this fortified city..."

"Defense map of the garrison..." Murong Xing chuckled, counting the time, and gently pulled open a corner of the car curtain, "It's really not easy to get this thing from Emperor Liang."

"But Shao Guan, the deposed prince, knows exactly where the blueprint is placed. Taking a step back, even if the Emperor Liang changed the place where the blueprint was placed, Shao Guan has seen the defense map many times. Based on his memory, It's not difficult to redraw a copy."

"Hahahaha... The prince really has a tacit understanding with me. You can guess what I think in a moment."

Yuan Qiong looked sideways at the heavily guarded King Jing's Mansion outside the car curtain, with a smile on his lips, he seemed in a good mood.

"Then the prince has thought about it... How can I enter King Jing's mansion legitimately and meet the deposed prince?"

"Naturally. I just need to tell the Emperor Liang that when the East Palace was cleared, several secret letters were found. The content of the letter was that before the prince was abolished, he colluded with the commander of the Lingnan Army for rebellion. I implore your majesty to let me go to King Jing's mansion to interrogate the deposed prince. "

In the current situation, as long as there is a relationship with Lingnan, not to mention interrogating a deposed prince, or arresting another prince, Emperor Liang will not hesitate at all.

"Your Majesty's plan is very good. With the effect that your Majesty's imitation of the deposed Prince's handwriting is fake, the Emperor of Liang will definitely not be suspicious."

"I only hope that the crown prince can obtain the defense map from the abandoned prince within three days, so that the Lingnan Army can fully prepare to attack the city."

Murong Xing withdrew his gaze, his pupils were as deep as a vast ocean, calm on the surface, but filled with waves and undercurrents.

"Your Excellency, rest assured, within three days, I will definitely present the defense map with both hands."

Decades ago, the mansion was full of exquisite and beautiful pavilions, and the garden was filled with countless exotic flowers and plants. Since King Jing was defeated and killed, only broken walls remained in the huge courtyard. Ruins, broken flowers and willows.

Murong Xing walked towards the palace where Shaoguan was imprisoned, stepping on the dead leaves and rotten grass all over the ground. The wind blew over the sparse sycamore leaves, like a sad and sad song.

In front of him was a room that even the wooden windows were covered with cobweb dust and had a heavy rotten smell.

"Why did the waste prince choose such a palace?"

The guards leading the way courted the noble man courteously.

"The waste prince insisted on staying here, maybe he was stimulated, and his brain is not big... My son, this place has not been cleaned for a long time, and the palace is also in a mess. I'm afraid it will stain the son's clothes. Why don't you leave it to me?" How about taking it to the clean main hall and answering the son's words?"

Murong Xing's thin lips curled slightly, but there was no smile at all, and he looked at the guard with cold eyes: "Presumptuous, even the people who are imprisoned here are not something you can easily talk about."

The guard didn't know which words he said annoyed the elder son, he knelt down to apologize, and hurriedly stepped back.

The cold phoenix eyes looked at the empty palace lightly, the corners of the young man's clothes were blown by the protruding wind, making a rattling sound in the wind, covering up the low, inaudible sigh.

With a "squeak", the dilapidated wooden door was slowly pushed open by Murong Xing. What he didn't expect was that the young man inside, dressed in thin white clothes, had already been sitting at the end of the hall, waiting for him quietly.

Shao Guan had lost a lot of weight, his shoulders, which didn't have much flesh at all, were horribly thinner, and looked extraordinarily thin in the unlined clothes.

There are some lines on the handsome face, and the young man's bones are already extremely beautiful, even if his eyes are dead, his complexion is pale, and his lips are bloodless, it only adds a little bit of a unique charm like a sickly beauty.

It's just that the kind of emotionless eyes that look at strangers suddenly penetrated everything and shattered Murong Xing's heart.

"...Your Highness still can't speak, can you?"

Murong Xing walked around the desk slowly, found a dry inkstone, a few brushes, and a piece of waste paper, and laid them out on the messy table.

"I came here to ask His Highness for something. Your Highness can use a pen and paper to tell me where to put that thing."

you dream.

What do I have to lose now?What else can you use to threaten me?

Shao Guan just sat quietly in his place, as if he was watching a clown, a sneer flickered across his dark eyes.

He obviously sat along the light, but the space in the hall was too long, and he sat alone at the end, which happened to be a place where the sun couldn't shine, and the darkness cast a layer of gray on him.

Although it was silent, Shao Guan's meaning was obvious.

Murong Xing walked towards him step by step, and when he came in front of him, he suddenly bent down, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and looked at him coldly, condescending, full of oppression, and extremely ambiguous.

"I don't want to hurt His Highness any more. If His Highness is more straightforward and tells you the answer, His Highness can still stay here and spend the rest of his life in peace."

Spend the rest of your life in peace?

Isn't the rest of my life already ruined by you?

Shao Guan raised his face, his dark eyes reflected Murong Xing's handsome face, and suddenly let out a hoarse low laugh from his throat.

"Your Highness has seen the defense map of the Chang'an garrison. Where is it placed? Or, His Highness can draw a copy from memory and give it to the minister."

It was difficult to exert strength all over the body, like a young lamb waiting to be slaughtered in place, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Xing's lapel tremblingly.

Murong Xing did not hide.

Let the icy knuckles stick to the skin on the side of his neck, sending the biting chill to his heart little by little.

The phoenix pupils met the youth's pitch-black pupils, and were almost burned by the flames burning inside.

Chang'an garrison deployment map, you dare to ask me for this kind of thing?

Even if the bones were crushed to powder, even if I was just a deposed prince who failed in rebellion, I would not let the iron hooves of the former army step into Chang'an, watching the rebellious officials and thieves wield long knives, and the old capital was full of mourning.

"...Your Highness is not willing."

Murong Xing seemed a little disappointed, but these looks of disappointment soon turned into almost violent actions.

As soon as he grasped Shao Guan's slender wrist, his hot palm almost warmed Shao Guan's cold hand. He dragged him to stand up from the wooden chair, then let go of his hand suddenly, looking at Shao Guan as if the thread had been broken. Like a puppet, he knelt and sat on the ground weakly.

"Your Highness must know that it is His Majesty's will that I come here openly and aboveboard."

"There is a shortage of medicine and food here. If His Highness suffers some kind of injury, he may have to suffer by himself. There are no precious medicinal materials, and there is no imperial physician to serve him."

Shao Guan's fingertips were firmly on the ground. Such a humiliating posture made him unconsciously want to stand up desperately, but he couldn't get anything except the pain from his fingertips being worn down by the rough ground.

A delicate dagger was pressed against his cheek, the sharp blade facing his eyes.

"I will ask Your Highness again, where is the deployment map of the Chang'an garrison?"

A bloodstain followed the movement of the blade, from the corner of his eye down, little by little bright red blood dripped out.

The flirtatious scarlet on the boy's pale face was shocking.

Shao Guan suddenly smiled. He looked at Murong Xing's face, then turned his gaze away to the pen and paper on the table.

Beads of blood condensed into lines on the boy's jaw, dripping onto the yellowed paper.

Shao Guan held the pen loosely with his fingertips, and it was difficult for him to use his strength. He could only tremble while writing ink on the paper.

"Kill me, and I won't give you anything."

Go for your Spring and Autumn Dream.

Murong Xing, who was watching him write from behind, said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, this is really a waste of paper... and a waste of my patience."

He suddenly reached out and raised Shao Guan's jaw, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, and he said slowly: "The Gu poison that His Highness took before was Heart-eating Gu. Do you want to taste other Gu poisons, Your Highness?"

"No matter how many times you look at it, His Highness's face is still very beautiful. Especially when you are under the minister's body..., it is even more beautiful."