In just a moment, Nangong Yuanyi took An Xiyue to the foot of the mountain.
There was chaos all around, and tens of thousands of troops must have been gathered. Was it to prepare to take them down in one fell swoop, or to raze Piaomiao Peak to the ground.
There were not many people in Piaomiao Villa. When they saw Nangong Yuanyi coming down from the mountain, they all approached: "They set the mountain on fire. What should we do?"
An Xiyue's sharp eyes found that the person riding on the tall horse looked very familiar. After taking a closer look, he was surprised and said: "Lin Ji, how could it be him?"
"It turns out that your son, a turtle with a shrunken head, is visiting our village. I think you are a cockroach that cannot be killed and a bedbug that cannot be drowned."
Yu Wenjing arrived late. When he saw someone burning his Piaomiao Peak, he was furious and cursed.
Yu Wenjing curled his lips and said to Nangong Yuanyi: "There are tens of thousands of officers and soldiers in the imperial court. Should we fight or not?"
"It's up to you." Nangong Yuanyi wrote lightly.
"People from the imperial court, will this young master be charged with rebellion?"
"You have a backer." Nangong Yuanyi laughed slyly.
Lin Ji saw that Nangong Yuanyi and Yu Wenjing were still talking nonsense even before they died, and he suddenly became angry and said angrily: "Prince Nangong, you are well. Piaomiao Villa colluded with An Xiyue to practice witchcraft and sorcery privately. I advise you not to get involved. Come in, otherwise according to the laws of the Northern Dynasty, if someone dares to disobey the officials and play with witchcraft and sorcery, this major crime of destroying the nine tribes may affect the entire Prince Yu's palace."
Nangong Yuanyi smiled mischievously, his eyes shining with cold and unruly light, "The current Holy Emperor is also among the nine clans of this prince."
Lin Ji was so angry that his nose started to smoke, and said angrily: "Once Miao witchcraft is involved, the emperor will be equally guilty as the common people."
"Ji'er, shut up, don't be unreasonable." Lin Xianzhi scolded him quickly as he didn't know about Lin Ji's grievances with An Xiyue and Nangong Yuanyi when he was in Kyoto.
He had met Nangong Yuanyi several times. He was a arrogant and dandy boy in Kyoto. He was born as a destined son and should naturally inherit the throne of Prince Yu.
Among the royal relatives and relatives, he can be regarded as the true beloved son of heaven.
"I am Lin Xianzhi, the water governor of the Mengshui River, and I would like to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"I have received a secret report that someone in Piaomiao Villa is learning the witchcraft. This magic is very harmful to people. According to the laws of this dynasty, as a parent official, I should eliminate all hidden dangers for the people."
Lin Xianzhi saluted respectfully, but did not dismount.
Although Nangong Yuanyi is a relative of the emperor, he does not hold any official position in the court. With Lin Xianzhi's rank, he does not need to pay excessive courtesy to Nangong Yuanyi.
"That being the case, please ask General Lin to go to the mountain to search. However, I also ask General Lin to restore the burned forest first. The fire will not go out, and I am very worried. After all, I care about public opinion the same as General Lin."
Lin Xianzhi was speechless as he looked at the thick smoke billowing around him. The reason why the smoke was so thick was because there was heavy dew in the mountains in the early morning, so it was not easy to ignite. They had spent a lot of effort to light the fire just now. I found some dry firewood before lighting the fire.
"Fourth uncle, catch that woman. She is using witchcraft. Both her grandfather and her mother can use witchcraft." Lin Ji said angrily.
An Xiyue calmly raised her chin and smiled: "I'm afraid Mr. Lin is trying to imitate a mad dog and bites people. I'm just here to collect some herbs that have an important effect. If you open your mouth to frame me and frame me, you are not afraid of me." Charge you with frame-up and murder."
An Xiyue's face was not red, her heart was not beating, and her voice was loud and clear.
"You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Let's see how you can still laugh when I find out the evidence. Sometimes you will kneel down and beg me." Lin Ji was sure that An Xiyue's mother was poisoned by a poison that could not be cured. Otherwise, why would the Northern Dynasty burn down an entire village decades ago and there would be no way to detoxify it.
