If you don't count, you will die

Mo Mo couldn't just stay in the Hall of Peeping the Extremes to recuperate his wounds, and when the wounds were almost healed, he left the Imperial Palace.

At this time, the atmosphere in Jiuchong was a bit sluggish. Although the streets were still crowded with people, the people who gathered in twos and threes in the corners occasionally showed panic expressions, and silently knew that the news of Yuxi City was still spread.

Such a huge death, and Yuxi City is not far from Jiuzhong, it is impossible to control the news and suppress it.

He came to the place where he set up a stall when he first came here, and when he saw the broken table that fell on the ground, he felt a sense of relaxation. Shen Mo helped the table up, set up the tattered fortune-telling banner on the ground, and took a picture. He patted the dust on it and put it aside, he actually went back to the street market to set up a fortune telling fortune.

However, people in Jiuchong are in panic now, no one has the leisure to be silent and do a fortune-telling here, so he just sat on the corner of the street for a long time, but he still didn't make a fortune.

By noon, he was already planning to close the stall and go back to the imperial palace, when a person sat down in front of him.

This person was dressed in black, with a deep black bamboo hat covering his face, and he didn't speak, and put his hands directly in front of Shen Mo.

Shen Mo handed him Haosu, but he didn't accept it, and still stretched out his hand and spread it on the table.

Shen Mo narrowed his eyes, and slowly touched the palm lines of this person.

In a short while, a sentence flashed in Shen Mo's mind like lightning and flint, "The treacherous and the evil are the ones who will be punished by heaven."

Shen Mo immediately clasped the man's wrist tightly, his eyes were fierce, and he stared at the man in black in front of him. In the memory of Shui Sheng and Kun Xiao, there was such a man in black who finally made them commit a self-destructive act. wrong thing!

Although the man in black dressed in the ecstasy is dressed differently from the person in front of him, but... "The treacherous and the evil, the man punished by heaven." This kind of hexagram image is not something ordinary people will have.

The man in black was not annoyed when his wrist was clasped by Silence, he laughed hoarsely, and then he turned his wrist, turning it with Silence's wrist for half a circle. Torsion to dislocation.

Immediately, the man in black let go, sighed helplessly, and flew away.

Shen Mo immediately wanted to chase, but was tripped by the fortune-telling flag, his wrist was in severe pain, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead in an instant, he calmed down, and realized that it would be useless even if he chased him, so he held his painful wrist, gritted his teeth and rushed to the imperial palace go.

Perhaps he has been injured more recently, and his ability to endure pain is getting stronger and stronger.

When he arrived in front of the imperial palace, he saw several people arguing at the gate of the imperial palace where martial law had always been solemn in the past.

"You bastard! Don't think that you can sever ties with us just because you are developed!"

A man who was pressed to the ground by the guards screamed, seemingly very angry.

Mo Mo took a closer look, the man in the official robe standing with his hands behind his back turned out to be Chen Hengzhi, he saw his white dough-like face was full of beauty, looking at the person who was pressed on the ground, his face was very unhappy.

I saw Chen Hengzhi said with a smile: "Sever the relationship? After my mother died, you know how your family treated me. If I didn't have amazing endurance in this palace examination, I would definitely be the passive number one scholar who was killed by you." Didn’t you all want to sever ties with me before? Are you afraid that I will go back to my mother’s dowry shop? All right, let’s sever ties, but none of you can get the shop my mother left behind!”

"You! You! You are an unkind official! You oppress the common people!"

Silently looked at the young Chen Hengzhi who was already acting like an adjutant with his hands behind his back, he didn't go forward, but quietly walked around them and entered the imperial palace. He had guessed before that Chen Hengzhi should be with his own The relationship between the family members is inappropriate, but they did not expect that it has reached the point where they are now incompatible.

After entering the imperial palace, he immediately went to Zhenggang Pavilion to deal with the dislocated wrist. The man in black didn't seem to have killed him, otherwise his wrist would not have been just dislocated.

After taking care of his wrist, and carrying the potion prescribed by Zhenggang Pavilion, he went straight to the Hall of Embers.

Lin Mu has always shown little interest in things like Yuxi City's destruction of the city and Huaishu Village's destruction of the village, and Su Yuanhuan has disappeared. Wen Pu doesn't seem like someone who can care about these things. People died tragically before his eyes. He didn't want to experience such a scene a second time!

Now, the only thing he can turn to for help is today's Emperor Zhan!

If even today's emperor doesn't care about his own people, then this country will perish!

The emperor was in the study of the Hall of Light at this time, it was not difficult to find, and he did not stop the silent audience.

As soon as he entered the Dijun's study, he saw the Dijun who was reading the memorial behind the table, still wearing a black robe, with a mask covering his face, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

As soon as Shen Mo came in, Dijun looked up, his eyes turned around his wrist which was now tied with a splint, and then looked away.

Silently looked behind the emperor, the portrait of the faceless child that had been hanging had been put away.

This time the emperor did not stay silent for a moment as usual, but asked first: "What's the matter with you?"

Silently considering his words, he said: "I saw someone in the market today who was suspected of instigating Shuisheng of Huaishu Village and Princess Kunxiao of Kun Kingdom to do evil... This person came to divination, and got the hexagram of 'Great treachery, great evil, fate of heaven'" If there are no accidents, then the villain should be this person."

After Shen Mo finished speaking, Dijun's eyes stopped on Mo Mo's face, as if he was sizing up Mo Mo, he took a long time to look away, picked up the next memorial and looked through it, "Really, I know."

Shen Mo frowned slightly, Dijun's indifferent appearance made him feel uneasy, he couldn't help but said again: "Hundreds of people died in Huaishu Village, and 12 people died in Yuxi City! They all died because of them! Dijun Why... so irrelevant?"

Dijun Zhan finally put down the memorial in his hand, looked at Shen Mo with cold eyes, "Does this Lord order you to investigate this person?"

Silence: "...No."

Dijun: "Then how did you do it?"

Silence: "This is a major event concerning the tens of millions of people in Zhantian Kingdom!"

The emperor took the dragon-carved golden cane beside him, stood up, walked slowly to Shen Mo's side, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Shen Mo's ear, saying coldly: "If you want to live longer, don't live longer. Mind your own business and go back to your Peeping Hall."

Silence's pupils shrank suddenly, what does the current emperor mean by this?

Did he already have murderous intentions?

Silently holding his dislocated wrist, he walked slowly towards the Hall of Peeping Pole.

These people, this Zhantian Kingdom, this court, no one seems to care about the lives of those people, 12 people, what a huge number!

What a horrible mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, even burning it lasted for three days and three nights.

There was a moment of silence and he was in a daze. His fingertips brushed Hao Su's cold pen, and he probed into the fortune-telling system in his mind, "What is it that you said that it was too late? Why did you let me come to this ancient era... "

The divination system is still unresponsive.

Back to the Hall of Peeping Ji, silently turned around, and went to the study of Hall of Peeping Ji.

The study room of the Hall of Obscurity has always recorded the changes in the astrology of the royal family in the past, but he never cared about it before, but today he wants to see it.

Those albums are placed in a corner of the study, although they are not conspicuous, they are not difficult to find.

He flipped through the books, and finally found the records of the previous dynasty. There were eight princes in the previous dynasty, and now seven of them were killed and one was missing. All seven of them were killed by the current emperor Zhan.

Silence continued to turn forward, and finally saw a sentence:

The eighth prince, Zhao Huan, was born on March 28, [-] in Qiming. When he was born, the sky was auspicious, the sky was full of clouds, and the emperor was very happy. The prince of the court, the imperial concubine Hui Minhui avoided suspicion, abdicated as the imperial tutor, and gave way to a member of the same clan.

On the seventh day of July in Qiming [-], a bad star fell from the sky in Chenmu Palace where Concubine Hui lived. On the same day, a son was born in Chenmu Palace. son.

In the same year, there was a severe drought followed by a severe flood in the Tianmu Kingdom, and the people were in dire straits. The Palace of Peeping Pole criticized the prince for being accompanied by a disaster star, and his auspiciousness fell to the ground.

The emperor was furious and dismissed him from the position of prince.

In the [-]th year of Qiming, Kun Kingdom invaded, and Tianmu Kingdom fought and lost at the same time. In the end, after the defeat, they sought peace and sent a proton to Kun Kingdom in [-] years of Qiming.The proton is Zhao Huan, the eighth prince.Concubine Hui disappeared in the same year.

In the [-]th year of Qiming, the astrology was in turmoil, the proton Zhao Huan disappeared, the court was chaotic for a while, and the seven sons competed for the position.

In Qiming [-], a man was born out of nowhere, the emperor of Tianmu Kingdom was killed, his blood was splashed on the court, and his seven sons were slaughtered. In the same year, the name of the country was changed to Zhantian, and the name of the year was changed to Chenmu.

Shen Mo stared at the yellowed page of the book in front of him, and he remembered where the name he saw on the wooden horse in the Hall of Thousand Machines came from.

Yeer...

The boy who was silent and engrossed was called Ye'er.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month in Qiming [-], a bad star fell from the sky, isn't it the boy's birthday?

The person who looked quite similar to Lin Mu was named Zhao Huan, and he was actually the eighth prince of the previous dynasty. The eighth prince of the previous dynasty was sent to Kun Kingdom as a proton when he was 12 years old. Concubine Hui should be the person who was called aunt by the child. Concubine Hui disappeared in the same year, so when the boy was taken away by the former queen, no one came to rescue him.

In the 14th year of Qiming, the astrological turmoil was the year when the child died, and Zhao Huan disappeared in the same year, and Zhao Huan should have been [-] years old that year.

In Qiming [-], Tianmu Kingdom fell, and it is now Zhantian Kingdom.

This child named Ye'er should also be acquainted with the current emperor.

Shen Mo put down the brochure in his hand, closed his eyes, feeling confused for a while.

He always felt that he had forgotten some important details, Zhao Huan...could it be Lin Mu?

He remembered Lin Mu Senhan's cold eyes when he asked Lin Mu who Zhao Huan was.

The appearance of the man in black had made Shen Mo at a loss, but at this moment, even Lin Mu's identity became more and more confused.

What is the relationship between that child and Zhao Huan?

Thinking about it this way, Mo Mo took out Hao Su and clenched it tightly, why not... get absorbed again!

As he said that, he immediately closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank away.

Hao Su's light flashed, and a soft sigh of a female voice faintly sounded in the study.

Opening his eyes again, a childish smiling face of Zhao Huan appeared in front of his eyes.

"Ye'er, what are you thinking? You have been in a daze just now."

The child named Ye'er shook his head, reached out and grabbed Zhao Huan's hand and shook it, as if coquettishly said: "Brother Huan, Ye'er also wants words."

Zhao Huan shook his head, "No, you can't pick the characters until you reach the crown, and then Mother will pick the characters for you in person."

Ye'er seemed a little annoyed, snorted softly, and asked, "What about Brother Huan? Brother Huan is not yet crowned, do you have any words?"

Zhao Huan stretched out his hand and pinched Ye'er's little nose, deliberately annoyed him: "I have it, it's arranged according to mother's genealogy, so I already have it, but it won't be granted until I get the crown."

Ye'er's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he leaned close to Zhao Huan's ear, and whispered, "Then what is your word, tell me, I will definitely not say it!"

Zhao Huan chuckled: "Really?"

Ye'er nodded vigorously: "Really!"

Zhao Huan also imitated Ye'er and bit his ear, "Then I told you, my word is... guess it!"

For a while, the two children laughed and chased each other, and the cheerful laughter continued for a long time.

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