Murong Qing suddenly sat up and was about to call Meng Tingyang when he saw him walking in. He bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, the Duke of Yue State invites you to visit the camp on the outskirts of Beijing."
Hearing this, Murong Qing's pupils suddenly dilated. Was it really the accidentally dropped jade pendant that attracted Fang Zilan?
He slowly got down from the bed, calmed down his emotions and said softly: "I know, after I change my clothes, I will set off."
Meng Tingyang said yes, turned and left.
At this time, Fang Zilan was in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, looking at Mr. Zuo who was tied to the torture rack. Although she had no expression, her pale face, fluctuating breath, and slightly bowed body all exposed her weakness.
Wei Subaru sat not far away and said casually: "Master Fang, now that the person you want is here, you should make some things clear."
Fang Zilan bowed her hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wei."
Wei Subaru didn't say anything, but he knew very well that she was thanking him not only because he caught the person, but also because the arrest did not alert anyone in the Ministry of Justice or the court, so it was considered a secret for her. He has never been interested in other people's secrets, but when it comes to Master Yuan...
"Mr. Zuo." Fang Zilan turned around and looked at the person in front of her. His forehead was wrinkled and his temples were white, but his eyes were clear and his face was neat. He had a bit of the handsomeness of a Confucian scholar, but his hands...
Fang Zilan glanced at the tiger's mouth on his right hand. The calluses on it were not caused by reading and writing, but were caused by years of martial arts practice.
"Master Fang, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing to say at this point." Mr. Zuo's expression was calm and calm, as if the person on trial was not him.
"I haven't asked you sir yet. How do you know that you have nothing to say?" Fang Zilan smiled faintly and changed her voice, "I invited an old acquaintance of Mr. Sir to see him off on his last journey."
Mr. Zuo frowned slightly and heard Fang Zilan think to himself: "Since Mr. Zuo insisted that he planned this matter to avenge Miss Yun Shu, the daughter of the Yun family of the main family, then I guess he and the Yun family have a very close relationship. I just don't know what the relationship between Mr. Zuo and Miss Yun Shu is. How is your relationship with your husband—Zhongzheng Crown Prince Murong Qing?"
Mr. Zuo wrote lightly: "It's just an acquaintance. Why would Mr. Fang bother with an innocent person?"
"Innocent person?" Fang Zilan repeated these four words, with an even brighter smile, "Mr. Zuo, I will arrest you, and of course I did some investigation beforehand. As far as I know, you are half of the Zhongzheng Crown Prince. A teacher, right?"
Mr. Zuo pursed his lips, and Fang Zilan continued: "You said you wanted to use Master Yuan to worsen the relationship between Dajing and Di Rong's tribe, and use Dajing's hands to eradicate Di Rong's tribe. But no matter what Miago did, , or what the Persian mission said, are all aimed at Master Yuan. Isn’t your real purpose to use Master Yuan as a guide to disrupt the current situation in the capital? "
"I have confessed my crime, why do you need to say more, Mr. Fang?" Mr. Zuo said with a look of indifference, "If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."
"I haven't finished speaking yet. Mr. Zuo is too impatient." Fang Zilan said, leaning over and coughing a few times. She felt severe pain all over her body and squatted on the ground involuntarily.
Wei Subaru handed a glass of water to her hand and whispered: "Master Fang, I am here now, so you don't have to rush."
"It doesn't matter..." Fang Zilan took a sip of water to stabilize her breathing, and then stood up with the support of Wei Subaru, saying word by word: "If the capital is in chaos, who will benefit? Mr. Zuo will never tell me that it is Di Rong. Department, right?"
Wei Subaru heard what she meant, but he was dubious about her accusation against Miluo. Not to mention that the loyal prince Murong Qing is now in the capital as a hostage and dare not act rashly. Then he said that at such a young age, how could he have the courage to participate in such a plan?
Once the incident happened, Murong Qing would be the first to bear the brunt and would inevitably die, and his family members in Miluo Kingdom would also be implicated. The Miluo royal family was originally afraid of his father, King Zhongzheng, and suppressed him in every possible way but still felt that it was not enough. He suffered from the lack of reason to completely eradicate him. By doing so, didn't he give a good reason to the Miluo royal family?
Mr. Zuo's lips curved slightly and he said calmly: "I planned this matter. Now that it has been exposed, I can only let Mr. Fang say whatever he wants. As long as Mr. Fang has evidence, please show me Miluo to His Majesty. The king is just asking for the crime, so why bother holding on to an insignificant person like me?"
Fang Zilan's face turned pale, but there was a stern look in her eyes. However, before she could speak, Mr. Zuo said leisurely: "Is it possible that Mr. Fang has no evidence at all, so he wants to ask a little bit from me? It's a pity, although I am not It’s hard to say anything, but as a Miluo person, there is absolutely no reason to undermine our family and country out of thin air.”
"It seems that Mr. Zuo is determined not to say anything?" Fang Zilan's expression turned cold, but Wei Subaru's men came to report that it was Murong Qing who was here.
Coming at the right time, Wei Subaru waved his hand to invite Murong Qing in. He saw a look of surprise on his face, "Mr. Zuo, why are you here?"
"I have met the Crown Prince." Mr. Zuo was tied up tightly, and he greeted him verbally as a courtesy.
"Master Fang." Murong Qing turned to Fang Zilan, with a mixture of shock and anger, "You invited me here to see Mr. Zuo? But what did he do wrong that he was detained here by you?"
"Your Majesty, please don't get angry." Fang Zilan was very weak, with cold sweat breaking out on his head, but he still managed to maintain his posture and said: "This Mr. Zuo has ulterior motives and intends to worsen the relationship between Dajing and Di Rong's tribe. I invite the Crown Prince to come. Just speak clearly."
"What do you mean?" Murong Qing burst into tears, his eyes red, and he looked more and more pitiful.
"Mr. Zuo is from Miluo, and I heard he is half a teacher to the prince." Fang Zilan clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves into fists, pretending to be calm and said calmly: "If I don't make it clear, others will think that he is a substitute. Is the prince plotting something?"
"Master Fang, what did you say?" Murong Qing took a step back suddenly, shook his head and said, "I...I didn't!"
He shouted the last word hoarsely, and as soon as he said it, all his strength seemed to be drained out of him, and he fell straight to the ground, his eyes were dull, and he murmured and repeated: "No... I didn't..."
Seeing this, Wei Subaru couldn't help but remind him: "Master Fang, Prince Zhongzheng has a distinguished status..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Zuo, "What are you doing, Mr. Fang? Are you threatening me with the crown prince? It really opened my eyes."
He said with a sneer, "Miago injured Mr. Fang in full view of the public. Not only did you not send troops to Di Rong, but you also spared Miago's life and only handed over the credentials to hold him accountable. If there is no other secret, then there is something wrong." You are so cowardly. Mr. Fang did not question your Majesty, but instead vented his anger on me, Miluo's heir apparent. What's the point?"
Murong Qing was shocked, and realized that Mr. Zuo was reminding him that Dajing was now unable to fight, let alone Miluo, even the small Di Rong tribe could not afford it.
It turns out that this is the deep meaning of Mr. Zuo's game. In addition to disrupting the current situation in Dajing, he also tested Dajing's combat power.
If Dajing still has the strength to fight, it can only try to do it slowly. But if Dajing is no longer able to fight, and it continues to be chaotic for a few more years due to Master Yuan's affairs, it will not be a big concern.
"Now that things have happened, Mr. Zuo has not forgotten to sow discord. What a good plan." Fang Zilan snorted coldly, walked towards Murong Qing who was sitting on the ground and seemed to be frightened, and took out a dagger, "Such a vicious person, If the prince has nothing to do with him, then kill him with your own hands."
