Yun Ting and He Su exchanged a look. Yun Ting asked, "What does Prince mean by this? Is he not going to tell Wang Fei? "
He Su frowned and said, "I feel that it should be whatever." He did not say no, it was okay. He Su felt that with Prince's personality, it was very likely that he did not tell Wang Fei his whereabouts this time. Because … … he was wounded. He Su, who was observant, naturally would not miss Mo Xiuyao's still slightly pale complexion and his slightly weakened appearance. Yun Ting thought and felt that He Su was right. He nodded and said, "It doesn't matter." In any case, when they destroyed Mo Jingli, Wang Fei would know where Prince was. Yun Ting did not feel that there was a difference between two days earlier and two days later.
Mo Xiuyao had just appeared in the army for a quarter of an hour before disappearing again. Before he left, he had strictly ordered that no one other than Ye Li was allowed to leak his information. But Mo Xiuyao's brief appearance had calmed the anxiety of Lu Jinxian and the others. With how much importance Prince placed on Wang Fei, if he was not worried about Feihong Pass, then it meant that Wang Fei and Feihong Pass were not in danger. Since that was the case, they naturally were not in a hurry.
After Mo Xiuyao left the army camp, he did not find Xu Qingfeng and the others to enter Liyang with them. He waited until the sky darkened before he leisurely crossed the city walls and entered Liyang City. As expected, the city was heavily guarded. Even though the sky had just darkened, there were no people walking on the streets. Every household had their doors closed as though they had gone to bed early. But even so, there were still many soldiers patrolling the streets. It could be said that there was a sentry every five steps and a guard every ten steps. Clearly, Mo Jingli had suffered at the hands of Qi Lin and was on guard against them sneaking into the city.
These heavily guarded sentries naturally didn't pose any obstacle to Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao leisurely shuttled through the streets and alleys of Liyang City. According to the map of Liyang City in his mind, he soon found his destination. It was originally the Liyang Governor's residence, which was also where Mo Jingli was temporarily staying. Mo Xiuyao's figure flashed and flew into the governor's office, heading towards the most lively place in the office.
Tonight, the main hall of the Governor's Office was filled with singing and dancing. Mo Jingli was in a good mood as he sat on the chair, enjoying the wine and enjoying himself with this enchanting beauty. Although there were many things that made him feel very unhappy these days, overall, it was still very good. Of course, to Mo Jingli, as long as Mo Xiuyao was dead, anything would make him happy. Therefore, even if the aristocratic families of Yunzhou did not care about his identity as the Emperor and made him suffer a few soft rebuffs, Mo Jingli was still able to tolerate them. Glancing at the guests below, Mo Jingli smiled with satisfaction. So what if they were aristocratic families? They were nothing without power! Therefore, he was the one at the top. Even if the people below were unwilling, they had no choice but to sit below and force a smile.
"Mr. Chu, is it because I didn't serve you well? Why aren't you drinking? " Mo Jingli stared at a middle-aged man sitting on the first seat from the right and smiled faintly. His malicious eyes were filled with malice and complacency. This middle-aged man was the current head of the Chu family. He was also the cousin of the first madam of the Xu family.
The head of the Chu family said indifferently, "Thank you, Emperor Chu. I'm not feeling well and can't drink."
A trace of viciousness flashed through Mo Jingli's eyes. He sneered, "Emperor Chu? So … Mr. Chu doesn't recognize himself as a citizen of the Da Chu State? " The head of the Chu family did not shrink back. He said calmly, "The Chu family is naturally a citizen of the Da Chu State. However, it depends on whether this Da Chu State is the Da Chu State. The Chu family only respects the orthodox bloodline of the Imperial family. "
"Presumptuous!" Mo Jingli flew into a rage. Now that Mo Xiuyao had died, the biggest knot in Mo Jingli's heart was that he had not obtained the throne. Although he had used his power in Jiangnan to suppress all kinds of discussions in the court. However, Mo Suyun had died in the Regent's Residence. This was a fact that no one could avoid. Even if others did not say it on the surface, there were definitely many people who secretly cursed Mo Jingli for killing the Emperor and seizing the throne. Previously, Mo Jingli had already made up his mind. When he returned, he would kill all of Mo Jingqi's sons and see who could say anything.
At the same time, when the head of the Chu family mentioned the Imperial bloodline, he also poked at another sore spot for Mo Jingli. Mo Jingli would never have a son that belonged to him in this life. As a result, not to mention the orthodox bloodline of the Imperial family, the Da Chu State's Imperial family would have no more descendants. In the future, he could only adopt a child from the Imperial family to inherit the throne. When he thought of this, Mo Jingli could not help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
The head of the Chu family did not fear Mo Jingli's exposure at all. He calmly looked at the ruthless ruler in front of him. In reality, it was not that the Chu family was so daring that they had to oppose Mo Jingli. It was that the Chu family did not have high hopes for Mo Jingli as the Emperor. For a large family that had lasted for many generations, the most important thing for them to be able to stand tall was to be able to hold their position. Even though Mo Jingli seemed to have the upper hand now, the Chu family did not think that Mo Jingli would have the last laugh. But Mo Jingli asked for all of the famous families in Yunzhou to be loyal to him. Yunzhou was a gathering place of people. Most of the famous families in Yunzhou were scholarly families. They had always had an extraordinary influence on the scholars of the world. Mo Jingli asked for all of these families to publicly swear loyalty to him and issue a statement against the Prince Ding Mansion. This was something that no family head with foresight would be willing to do.
Even now that Prince Ding had suddenly passed away, the Mohist army seemed to have fallen into a difficult situation. But do not forget that the Mohist army still controlled the Chu capital and the Emperor Of Xiling's City. Glass City was a quasi-capital. There were also places east of Cold Valley Pass, north of Spirit Vulture Mountain, and west of Feihong Pass. The total area of these places was more than twice that of Jiangnan. In addition, the Prince Ding Mansion was filled with famous generals. They also had the support of Young Master Qing Chen and the Xu family. The Chu family head really could not see where Mo Jingli's chances of winning lay.
If they publicly went against the Prince Ding Mansion now, when the Prince Ding Mansion won in the future, the Chu family would be doomed. Even if they were lucky enough to escape this disaster, if the Chu family sided with the Prince Ding Mansion again, they would be seen as fence-sitters and the Chu family's reputation would be ruined.
"Chu Shaoying, you are impudent! Do you think that I do not dare to kill you? "Mo Jingli waved the wine cup in his hand. With a bang, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The Chu family head lowered his eyes. "This one is speaking the truth. Even if Emperor Chu kills this one, this one will still say the same thing. "
Mo Jingli suppressed the anger in his heart. He swept his gaze over the people below and asked: "What about you? Do you also have the same intentions as him? " After a while, someone finally couldn't withstand the pressure and stood up. He said in a trembling voice: "We are willing to pledge our loyalty to Your Majesty."
Mo Jingli snorted lightly. He was not satisfied with this. These people were only from a few small and medium-sized families. Not a single one of the truly first-rate families stood up. Mo Jingli really wanted to drag these people out and kill them all. However, he had no choice but to endure at this time.
"Mr. Chu, this one remembers that your Chu family has a young master called Chu Junwei?" Mo Jingli took a deep breath and suddenly asked. The Chu family head was stunned. He nodded with some surprise and said: "That's right. He is a nephew of the Chu family's branch family."
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