Chapter 657 Anger

  Qiao Zhao came over, Jiang Yuan moved his lips to say something, but saw her directly over him and walked in front of Shao Mingyuan.

   Jiang Yuanchao moved his lips and lowered his eyes.

   "Zhaozhao, why are you here?"

   "I'll take you off."

  Shao Mingyuan raised his hand and gently stroked her dark hair: "No, just take care of yourself."

   "I will." Qiao Zhao handed the food box to Shao Mingyuan, "You have to take care of yourself inside."

  Shao Mingyuan took the food box: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

  A Jinlin guard stretched out his hand: "Check."

  Qiao Zhao looked at Jiang Yuanchao.

  Jiang Yuanchao avoided her gaze and smiled lightly: "The duty lies, I hope Lord Marquis will forgive me."

   Shao Mingyuan gave Jiang Yuanchao a fixed look, and suddenly smiled: "Commander Jiang is right, arresting people is indeed your responsibility. Don't talk nonsense, just open the inspection."

   Jiang Yuanchao nodded to Chong Jinlinwei.

   Jin Linwei immediately opened the food box.

  The vermilion lacquer carved food box has three layers. The upper two layers are for some food that can be stored well, and the bottom layer is for some bottles and jars.

   "Sir—" Jin Linwei asked Jiang Yuanchao for instructions.

  Jiang Yuanchao smiled at Shao Mingyuan: "Master Hou, I'm sorry, these bottles and jars can't be brought in."

   Shao Mingyuan frowned slightly, then stretched it out, and said calmly, "Zhaozhao, then take it back."

  Qiao Zhao put away the things without saying a word and stepped aside.

  Jiang Yuanchao took a deep look at Qiao Zhao, and seeing that she didn't even look at her, he sighed in his heart, and his face turned cold: "Let's go."

There was only Shao Mingyuan in the mansion of the champion, and the others were not within the scope of arrest. Many Jinlin guards surrounded Shao Mingyuan and walked forward. The people watching the fun immediately gave way. getting bigger.

   "I didn't expect that the champion was actually the orphan of a criminal. I thought he was really the outlaw of the Jinganhou."

   "Have you heard that the entire family of Hou Jing'an has been arrested, not even his grandson."

   "Then what can be done? Who asked the Marquis of Jing'an to cover up the son of the sinner. I heard that the Marquis of Champion killed Princess Xijiang, and I said that he was venting his anger for his fiancee, but now I know it was for the sake of his family."

   "How to avenge the family for killing Princess Xijiang?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Can't you understand this? Princess Xijiang died here, can Xijiang give up? If we don't hand over the murderer, the two countries will definitely have a deadlock, and if there is a deadlock, there will be a war. It's a lot of work, and our Daliang suffers, so it's not just revenge for my father."

   "If you say that, it's really not right for the champion to kill Princess Xijiang..."

  Qiao Zhao listened to the people's discussion silently, and his heart was cold.

  The common people are the simplest group of people, the good and the bad are all in sight, and their emotions are most easily provoked and used by others.

  Since the other party wants to take advantage of public opinion, why does she want them to be satisfied?

  Qiao Zhao suddenly raised his foot and walked in front of the person who spoke the most lively, and asked loudly: "You mean, the champion Hou deliberately provoked a war between the two countries?

  The onlookers all knew Qiao Zhao's identity, and the scene suddenly fell silent after hearing her question.

  The man took a step back subconsciously and said bravely: "I'm not wrong, if the champion was not to provoke a war between the two countries, why did he kill Princess Xijiang?"

Qiao Zhao sneered: "Then have you forgotten, who bought the peace in the Northland for many years? If the champion Hou wants to watch the lives of Daliang die, then he only needs to do nothing and stay in the capital to be his rich and noble son. enough!"

   The man's eyes flickered, and he retorted: "At that time, the champion didn't know the identity of the son of his sinner."

   "Son of the sinner?" Qiao Zhao raised his voice and glanced at everyone with a burning gaze, "Then do you know who the sinner you are talking about is?"

"This-"

  Qiao Zhao stopped looking at him, looked at the people and asked, "Don't so many neighbors know about it?"

  The people looked at each other in dismay, and finally someone hid in the crowd and whispered, "It's the Marquis of Zhenyuan, the Marquis of Zhenyuan who once guarded Shanhaiguan."

Shanhaiguan is the closest pass to the capital. At that time, Taizu set the ancestral motto of "the Son of Heaven guards the country's gate", and set the imperial capital here, only one Shanhaiguan is separated from the wolf-like Tartars, just to make the descendants peaceful. Never retreat, defend every inch of the mountains and rivers that our ancestors shot down.

"The military song should sing the ring of swords, and vow to destroy Hunu and leave the Jade Pass. Only to solve the battlefield and die for the country, why not return the body wrapped in horse leather." Qiao Zhao read this poem word by word, looking at everyone coldly, "Twenty-one years ago , Marquis Zhenyuan sang this poem aloud before his execution. Not long ago, my fiancé, the champion Hou also read this poem. Twenty-one years ago, Marquis Zhenyuan died under a guillotine, and no onlookers spoke for him. Today, a year later, the champion Hou was taken away, and no one onlookers spoke for him. I just want to ask the neighbors, when the horseshoe of the Tartars set foot on our country in Daliang, and the long sword of the Japanese pirates was aimed at our people in Daliang, Who will speak for you again?"

  The crowd was silent.

   The girl standing in front of them was obviously petite and weak, but at this moment it seemed like a green mountain and a pine tree were standing in front of them, making them just want to bow their heads and bend down.

   They know that it is not the fear of the other person's identity, but the unspeakable shame in their hearts.

  How can people have no sense of shame? It's just that many times it is covered up by many external things, such as the majesty of the emperor, the deterrence of the Jinlin guards, the poor and boring life... All of these become the carnival of these ordinary people when big things happen to the big people in Beijing. .

   They didn't even think about whose hilarity they were watching or whose blood they were drinking.

Qiao Zhao's eyes slowly swept over the people closest to her, and when he saw that they lowered their heads subconsciously, the corners of their mouths raised slightly: "If the world is like this, if the champion Hou Ruo is gone, then there will be no second person in this world. Champion!"

   When she finished speaking, tears flashed from the corners of her eyes.

  Imperial power is supreme, she knew that the people who said these words and watched the lively people could not change anything, but some words were unpleasant.

   Those who watched the fun felt ashamed and uncomfortable after hearing her words, so she was satisfied.

   Yes, she is such a small-bellied woman. Why should her man protect these people in the battlefield, and when he is in trouble, these people can watch the fun with peace of mind?

  The sound of footsteps sounded, the crowd quietly dispersed to both sides, and a tall man stood in front of Qiao Zhao.

  Qiao Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuanchao who was standing in front of him, with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked coldly, "Do you need to take me away, Master Jiang?"

   Jiang Yuanchao stared at Qiao Zhao for a long time before sighing: "Do you have to do this?"

   When you see the emperor guarding the gate of the country, everyone should see that, borrowing part of the Ming Dynasty background, in fact, many emperors are even more absurd than in the novel. . . Thanks to book friends 160329204935477, musang for the sachets, passionate love ^^, traveling in fantasy, watching the years like water and can't keep the peace charms of the reward, and thanks to the book friends who voted.

  

  

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