As night falls in Kyoto, it is still shrouded in prosperity and brightly lit.
Pedestrians were coming and going on the street, eating snacks in groups and watching the excitement.
In an inconspicuous restaurant, the storyteller was telling the legends of Dazhou one after another.
"It is said that after Qiu Moli, the general's wife of the General's Mansion, was arrested in the Fengtian Mansion Heavenly Prison in Kyoto because of the murder of King Dahamui in the west of the city, the General's wife was attacked by gangsters before Lord Fu Yin could interrogate her.
It is said that the General was still present at that time. " When the storyteller said this, he gave up and raised the folding fan in his hand to ask.
"Do you know the outcome of this matter?"
"Tch, it goes without saying that I, the God of War of Great Zhou, must have killed that traitor to pieces."
A person in the crowd who had always admired Xuan Zixu didn't want to answer directly.
"No, no."
The storyteller shook his head.
"What is that?
Tell me quickly.
Tell me quickly."
Another person urged.
"The general was seriously injured by the thief, and the general's wife was kidnapped."
The storyteller glanced at the audience with an unexpected expression.
"How is it possible?
The general started fighting on the battlefield when he was ten years old.
He has killed countless enemies and how could he be defeated by this little villain."
"If that person was arranged by the General, then maybe the General loves Lian Ji.
Everyone in Kyoto doesn't know.
If the general's wife dies, Lian Ji must be the legal wife."
Someone in the crowd made some remarks, which immediately caused people in the lobby to explode.
It was already known to everyone that Xuanzi Xu loved Lianji.
In this way, it is true that the general failed deliberately.
"Could it be that the so-called killing was also arranged by the General?
You must know that Wang Dachui is extremely fat and powerful.
The general's wife also needs to expend some energy.
What's more, if a general's wife wants to kill someone, why do she do it herself?"
"Yeah yeah" People downstairs are still discussing, it’s so lively.
Upstairs, in a corner by the window, a man wearing plain white silk and satin with a heroic face was holding a teacup in front of him and sipping tea leisurely.
From the waiter's perspective, he could clearly see that it was like ink.
There was no sparkle in his eyes, as if those eyes were just for decoration.
But there was clearly a smile on that face.
The curious waiter stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and waved it in front of the man a few times.
Seeing that the man didn't respond, he felt very sorry.
He is a good person.
Blind man, so pitiful.
"Sir, how about the storyteller from Xihelou?"
The waiter tried to talk to the young master.
"Very good."
A slightly crisp male voice came out of the man in front of him.
When the waiter saw that the man responded to him, he started chatting with him.
"It must be my first time to meet the young master, but most of what my storyteller told is true.
Someone in his family works as a yamen official."
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"Oh, that's right.
That general's wife is so pitiful."
"Yes, a young minister's daughter, not to mention marrying a man so much older than herself, has suffered all kinds of injustice.
If I were her, I would have been able to beat that couple to death."
The waiter in the shop said This was not the first time he heard about the general's wife, so he knew a little bit about it, but he also had a lot of disapproval of Xuan Zixu.
"Pfft" Qiu Moli couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea.
Sure enough, rumors are the most deadly weapon in Kyoto.
Time goes back to last night in the Fengtian Mansion Prison in Kyoto, after Xuan Zixu was assassinated.
"Bitch, what have you done?"
Xuan Zixu yelled at Qiu Moli with a straight face.
At this time, Xuan Zixu was still holding Qiu Moli's throat.
Qiu Moli stretched out his hand and pushed Xuan Zixu to the ground.
Xuan Zixu looked at Qiu Moli with a look of reluctance, but he was unable to save his life.
His body could not move at all.
Not only that, he tried to mobilize his internal strength, but it was of no avail.
It seems that he underestimated this woman.
She was basically pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
"What you do is, of course, what a shrew should do."
Qiu Moli smiled with a treacherous look on his face.
God helped her.
The scene of every time Xuan Zixu hit her flashed through her mind.
Qiu Moli didn't care about her image.
She quickly raised her sleeves, clenched her fists, and slapped Xuan Zixu in the face.
After a while, Qiu Moli beat Xuan Zixu until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
After the beating, Xuan Zixu was not forgotten to be scolded.
"Xuan Zixu, you also have the infatuation of Kyoto, the God of War in the Great Zhou Dynasty today.
I, Qiu Moli, have offended you in my previous life, or I owe you money in this life.
Even if I don't have a good life after marrying you, I still dare to hit me, my aunt.
I endured it again and again, and you pressed me again and again.
If I don’t beat you to death today, I, Qiu Moli, will give you your last name.”
Taking advantage of the gap in conversation, Qiu Moli took a rest and looked around, trying to find a more convenient weapon.
There happened to be a wooden stick on the table outside the cell door.
Qiu Moli pushed the cell away without even thinking about it.
Door, go directly forward and pick up the gaze.
"Hahaha" Qiu Moli couldn't help laughing.
Thinking that the stick would fall on Xuan Zixu soon, she no longer felt that the previous grievances were grievances.
At this moment, Xuan Zixu had the desire to kill people, but it was a pity that he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and could only be bullied.
Xuan Zixu glared at Qiu Moli fiercely.
If his eyes could kill, Qiu Moli would have died ten thousand times.
Unfortunately, Qiu Moli didn't care at all about his penetrating eyes.
"Look, what are you looking at?
Do you think your ugly eyes can kill me?"
Qiu Moli rolled his eyes at Xuan Zixu unceremoniously, then put the wooden stick on his shoulder and pushed open the cell door.
"Hey, Xuan Zixu, let's start with the ugly words, but you hit me first.
If I hit you, it will only be an even deal.
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If you are beaten to death by me, don't take me with you when you get to the underworld."
Qiu Moli said to you first.
Good expression.
"Qiu Moli, you thought I was dead, but you deserve to live."
Xuan Zixu suddenly sneered.
He didn't believe Qiu Moli would risk his life.
"It will be a matter of time before I die."
Qiu Moli shrugged indifferently.
There is no difference between the age of twenty and the age of eighteen.
She would still make money if she brought Xuan Zixu with her.
"However, there is one thing.
If you die, Lian Ji will have a hard time.
If it weren't for your relationship these years, how would she have the chance to keep herself as a jade in the Cuihong Mansion?"
Once Xuan Zixu died, Lian Ji would definitely not end well.
So she still made money.
"You Qiu Moli, you are so vicious."
Xuan Zixu was extremely angry.
When he heard Qiu Moli's words, he was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Qiu Moli stepped aside in disgust, "You beat me until I vomited blood, and I made you angry until you vomited blood.
Now it's even."
Qiu Moli stepped forward step by step, and under the baptism of Xuan Zixu's eyes, he raised the wooden stick.
"Clang" The wooden stick broke into two pieces on Qiu Moli's head, and one of them accidentally hit Qiu Moli's head.
Qiu Moli rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
It's really lively tonight, Qiu Moli thought, and then quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be knocked unconscious
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