Chapter 114 Calculation

The sun is like blood, and the dusk reflects the red.

The bustle in the college gradually came to an end. The mother and daughter had been pulled up by the female students. They asked for warmth. Mr. Yan looked straight at An Bochen's distant back. His anger did not go away, but a trace of inexplicable flashed in his eyes.

"Xin'er, go back."

Without a word all the way, Li Zhu seemed to be thinking about what was on her mind. Wang Xiner hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help saying, "Your Highness, this little thief is extremely abominable. It's better to send someone to escort him to Jing Yiwei, so that he won't sneak away."

According to reason, if An Bochen runs away like this, Wang Xiner will be happy. At least no one knows the secret, and no one will compete with her. But at the thought of all kinds of abominations in An Bochen, Wang Xiner gritted her teeth and just wanted to be tied up and put on death row.

"He won't run away. If I guessed correctly, he should have turned himself in.

Princess Lizhu raised her head and said with a blank face. She turned to look deeply at Wang Xiner.

"Xin'er, no matter how I look at it, I feel that you and him have a deep hatred, otherwise I wouldn't have been so reckless that night."

Hearing this, Wang Xiner only felt a chill on her back and didn't even say anything. Thinking of the failure to attack Moyun Tower that night and the return to the princess's mansion and being punished to kneel overnight, I have lingering fear until now. What made her panic was the punishment of Lizhu. Except for kneeling, Lizhu didn't say much. The more she didn't listen, the more Wang Xiner was.

Is it possible that Lizhu treats An Bochen differently?

Otherwise, why didn't you "defile" An Bochen's body? Today, I visited the White Fox Academy. It's a little unusual no matter how you look at it.

He hesitated, and Wang Xiner said tentatively, "Xin'er always feels that An Bochen's matter today has been framed. I think it's really not easy for him to get to where he is today. Why don't the princess help him?"

As the voice fell, Wang Xiner fell into the claws of Princess Lizhu.

The upturned buttocks were slapped heavily, and Wang Xiner couldn't help humming softly.

"You want me to catch him later, and you want me to help him later. Xiner, what's your idea?"

Looking at the woman with an aggrieved face in her arms, Li Zhu asked with a sneer. Wang Xiner struggled gently, but did not dare to say more.

"The disaster and the hatred he made will be borne by himself. If you really worry about it, I will send you to prison and stay with him for a night?"

Hearing the words, Wang Xiner was furry in her heart. She lowered her head and stopped talking.

Let go of Wang Xiner, and Lizhu looked inexplicably. She muttered, "Today's Liujing is not Liujing when you came. The State of Qi is in chaos, Wu Wei is ready to move, and external troubles are born. There is no lack of civil strife. If you have any plans, you need to think clearly. As for him..."

After a pause, the glass beads brushed the green silk on his cheeks and said quietly, "When Lord Yuan is interrogated tomorrow, he will have his own conclusion."

After saying that, Princess Lizhu walked straight to the backyard, and Wang Xiner also walked forward. She looked at the back of Lizhu, and her eyes flickered.

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At dusk, on the palace, the beautiful woman sang a clear song, and the king drank with a smile.

The man in the black python brocade robe sat aside with a smile. When he was young, a burst of blue smoke overflowed from the octagonal furnace and wandered into the man's seven holes. His arm trembled slightly, and a wisp of white light flashed in his left eye, which was gone in an instant.

The bead chain is not simple.

The beaded chain on An Bochen's wrist appeared in front of him, and the left smile was still the same, but a little more complicated.

There are only two places he can't go in Liujing in these 70 miles. One is the seven-story Moyun Tower, and the other is the well column of Longquanfang. Because there are magic spells in both places, if he approaches, he will attract the array and lower the five fires of killing demons. But now there is one more thing. There is no magic spell, but it has a deterrent that makes him dare not look directly at it, let alone get close.

That variable is getting worse and worse... Where did he get that ancient treasure? Mr. Li... Impossible. Well, I wanted to grab that variable with you, but now, this variable will jump out of your layout.

An Bochen fell into Liujing and wandered between the two sides. According to reason, once he became a variable, both Prince Li and the Left Prime Minister would kill him. However, the departure from the prince was in the dark, and the left was in the Ming Dynasty. After the death of Duke Huo, the only contact between the two was only An Bochen. The left phase needs to use An Bochen to figure out Mr. Li's intention, and Mr. Li also needs An Bochen to be a chess piece to confuse the public. Therefore, An Bochen was sandwiched between the two and was not embarrassed. If he died, the only contact between the two would be cut off. Even if he knew that An Bochen was hiding in Mo Yun and playing his own idea, the two of them let it go and did not do it.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly came up with an extra treasure to restrain the magic, but left Xiang was a little caught off guard.

Is it possible that there is a master behind him?

This idea came out, and the left phase looked slightly condensed, and I couldn't help thinking of the master who traveled to Liujing that night.

The sound of Du Du's footsteps came, and the left side looked back. The person who came was a little yellow door. He looked flustered. He saw Liu Jun's eyebrows fluttering and listening to the play. He was neither going forward or retreating, and hesitating.

Applause sounded, and Ying Hongmei stopped singing and bowed back behind the curtain.

Taking a sip of tea, Liu Jun looked at the little yellow door and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?

"You forgive me. There is a big mess in the White Fox Academy. The students of the college and a group of teachers jointly wrote a letter to ask your majesty to severely punish the horses who harm the group."

"The horse of the herd?"

Liu Jun was stunned, then smiled, and slapped the tea lid and said, "But Guangping is causing trouble again?"

"To the king, it's not His Royal Highness Guangping, but... It was An Bochen, the scholar who was crowned by the emperor that day.

"Oh? What's wrong with him?" Hearing that it was not Guangping, Liujun didn't care. He took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

After a moment of hesitation, Xiao Huangmen suddenly fell to his knees and arched his hand and said, "To tell you, An Bochen bullied the women and children. The mother and daughter made trouble in the college. Dai Xiao shouted injustice and provoked public anger."

Hearing the words, Liu Jun frowned inadvertently, glanced at the left phase secretly, put down the tea cup and said, "Get up, tell the truth."

"Yes."

Xiao Huangmen jumped up and said An Bochen's evil deeds one by one according to Li Lin's meaning, adding oil and vinegar, and even he himself burst into tears. Liu Jun's face was calm at first, but after hearing it, his face became more and more gloomy.

"Enough."

Before Xiao Huangmen finished speaking, Liu Jun interrupted and got up and paced. Although he was not angry, he looked stiff and cold.

A district student commits a traitor. Even if he kills a person and is disposed of by the free law, it will not hinder Liu Jun. However, An Bochen's scholar was born by him, and he gave grace in front of thousands of people in Liujing. An Bochen could laugh when he was late for truanting from school, but who would have thought that An Bochen secretly did such a thing, damaging the reputation of the White Fox Academy and making him carry the name of unknown people.

"What you said is true?"

Stoppering, Liu Jun forced to look at the little yellow door.

Xiao Huangmen panicked, his legs and stomach were weak, and he quickly knelt on the ground: "Jun Shang Mingjian, every word of the slave is true, and I will never dare to deceive."

Turning his eyes to the left, Liu Jun asked in a low voice, "What does Aiqing think?"

"Back to the king, An Bochen failed to live up to Wang's kindness and let the king bear the name of injustice. It is really a great crime, and there is no way to follow the example if you don't kill. I think it's better to kill him in prison tonight to calm the unhapprengement of thousands of students.

Left Xiang got up and arched his hand, neither humble nor arrogant.

He knew that An Bochen had been put off the condom, but he didn't think that the beaded chain would fall from the sky and was just picked up by An Bochen. There must be a master behind him, another master who intervenes in the situation of Liujing. In this way, everything can be explained.

An Bochen, who has become an abandoned son, is like good luck. He not only escaped from the killing game, but also embarked on the road of cultivation. He was defeated by Li Lin in the martial arts arena and was born as a scholar by Liu Junqin. Originally, it was thought to be the mysterious red-haired girl, but now the truth has come out. The girl is just a cover on the face to hide the master behind them.

It seems that there will be another third-party chess game in Liujing, but I don't know what the master wanted... However, I don't think he will see his chess pieces destroyed by Liu Jun's hands like this.

A trace of ferociousness flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly hidden under his handsome face, respectfully and stood down, waiting for Liu Jun's final decision.

"That's all, wait for the three trials tomorrow. If he is really unforgivable, I will never forgive him... At that time, I will go to Jingyi Mansion in person.

For a long time, Liu Jun sighed, sat back in the dragon chair tiredly, and waved his hand.

Hearing the words, Zuo Xiang felt slightly disappointed. He thought that now that An Bochen is in prison, there is no power to return to heaven. Even if he waits until tomorrow, it will only be a little delayed for a little hour. When he wants to come to that time, the master behind him will definitely appear.

Zuo Xiang is sure in his heart. He came from Xuande Dongtian, but he never thought that An Bochen had also walked to Xuande Dongtian. After all, the grudges in Xuande Cave have passed for too long. Even if he occasionally thinks of that place, most of the time, he would rather forget it cleanly, just like her.

A trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Looking at the dark sky, his handsome and unparalleled face gradually floated with the same smile as usual. He turned to Liu Jun's gentle worship and turned away.

"Yinghong, you can go down too."

When he arrived, he went far away from the left, and Liu Jun scattered his newly sealed beauty. He sat alone in the high pavilion and looked at the slanting glow in the distance, with an inexplicable expression.

After a long time, he stretched out a pair of jade hands from behind the curtain, put on Liu Jun's shoulder, and gently massaged his temples.

"What do you think?"

Withdrawing his eyes, Liu Jun smiled and asked softly.

“...... Brother Wang has his own opinion. Why do you have to ask again?

Hesitating, the woman behind the curtain said quietly.

Looking at the man sitting in the highest place in the capital and the country through the beautiful curtain of beaded chains, the glass beads' eyes are complicated, and they only feel that they can't see clearly.

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