Chapter 747

An official echoed, "Zi Buyu, strange forces and gods, what witchcraft and magic, it makes people laugh..."

Liu she, who had been silent for a long time, said, "if witchcraft is a funny trick, it's not worth mentioning. Then the second prince of the former Emperor failed to murder the former Emperor with witchcraft... In your opinion, the former Emperor killed his parents and children by mistake?"

The official who supported him withdrew in a cold sweat.

Although no one can look down on the virtue of the former Emperor, no one can accuse the former Emperor of doing wrong in front of the young emperor.

Liu she added, "no matter whether the witchcraft exists or not, Lanting suspects that the Sheriff of Wuma has been restrained by witchcraft. Just follow her words and say it again at the same time? A simple sentence can break Lanting's slander. Why not? Spare what tongue?"

Xu Pei, who missed the opportunity, also voiced his support. "Yes, Sheriff Wuma, just say it again with the old woman? It's natural that Liu Xi slandered you, and the magic of witchcraft is meaningless. If you can't say it... It's interesting..."

For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on the Wuma cup and the old woman.

Their expressions became a little stiff. In full view of the public, they finally became cruel and ready to speak.

But no matter what they say, one opens his mouth and the other shuts up. He can't make a sound at the same time. He looks very strange.

At this time, the officials who had only watched the play couldn't help getting angry and secretly moved the mat back.

After trying several times, they all failed and their faces became more and more ugly.

All the officials felt uncomfortable, and the whole atmosphere of the hall developed in a supernatural direction.

The audience in the live studio was also surprised. They had imagined many scripts, but no one guessed the direction of the plot.

[Yinshui mountain]: Oh, my God - it's so weird. I feel like my goose bumps are going to stand up.

[ten years' fragrance of sleeves]: strange, why can't they talk at the same time?

[baby fish Princess]: wait -- let me open my brain. Are these two people actually controlled by one person?

Jiang Pengji glanced at the live studio and smiled secretly. Some people's guesses are very close to the truth, but they are not all right.

[anchor v]: these two people haven't spoken at the same time since they appeared. When one person's expression changes, the other person is expressionless. Of course, this is not much evidence. The most obvious flaw is that when Xu Fei hit the Wuma cup with a wat board, the Wuma Cup did not respond and was hit, but the woman subconsciously dodged and covered her face with her hand. The two of them, one standing and the other kneeling, flew to the wat board of the Wuma cup. There was no possibility of hitting the woman at all. So, what is she hiding from?

Jiang Pengji explained that some viewers understood, but others did not.

[fleeting time]: as an image metaphor, have you ever played computer games? Double open two numbers to do daily tasks. When you meet the red name, you are flustered. You want to cut the output number to fight or cut the mammy number to save your life, but it takes time to switch the page. If you are too flustered, you will even make a mistake. You can't do two numbers at the same time. I think I understand what the anchor means. Wuma wine and that woman actually operate two numbers by one person?

In this way, the dull audience also understood, and even the audience made fun of it.

[Cang Xue washes the sword]: hahaha, suddenly I think of the request put forward by the anchor. One person speaks in Langya dialect and the other in Zhangzhou dialect. This is no longer a two-way street, but a four-way street! There must be very few people who can do four functions at one heart.

Obviously, the people in front of us can't do that.

Jiang Pengji also stepped on the so-called "kill you while you are ill" and adhered to the principle of beating a drowning dog with pain.

"Your Majesty, I will also sue Wuma cup for perjury." Jiang Pengji pointed to the flustered and pale woman and said, "this man claims to be the servant of his dead mother's dowry. He should be used to rough work. Why does this man's hands have no thick cocoons, but are as delicate as a baby?"

When she said this, the woman subconsciously raised her hand and looked at her hand. The palm of her hand was white.

Let alone a thick cocoon, it doesn't even have a mark of work. It's tender and smooth.

The officials were not blind. They noticed this under Jiang Pengji's reminder and clicked in their hearts.

Is this... Assassin?

Jiang Pengji, with her frivolous eyebrows, buttoned her hat one by one.

"If it's just for the sake of a minister, where do you need the Sheriff of Wuma to mobilize people and specially find someone to disguise as a dead mother to marry a servant?" Jiang Pengji sternly accused, "I'm afraid that the witchcraft is arranged by a person with a heart, with the intention of harming her majesty and assassinating all ministers..."

The old woman trembled with popularity, and her voice suddenly changed into a high pitched tone of a young woman.

"Liu Xi, you bitch!"

No matter what she said, some important officials shouted for help, and the imperial guards outside rushed in.

The whole court meeting was in a mess. Watching several forbidden guards rush in, the old woman was very angry. In full view of the public, her hands brushed with ten fingers and popped out three inch long silver white nails. Her fingertips were extremely sharp, which directly tore life into strips of meat.

The young emperor had already cried and peed in his pants on the Dragon chair. The Empress Dowager and the servant girls Huangmen shouted in fear.

"Escort -"

"Escort -"

"There are assassins -"

The court hall was in a mess. The old woman planned to break through the siege. Yu Guang saw Liu she sitting where she was, motionless as a mountain, with evil thoughts in her heart. She broke through in the direction of Liu she. She couldn't kill Liu Xi. She also wanted to kill Liu she.

However, before she put this idea into action, her lower abdomen was hit by a huge force as heavy as a mountain.

Her body was like a broken kite, flying upside down and falling out two or three feet.

"It's you bitch again -"

The corners of the old woman's mouth were broken and shed bright red blood. The nearby officials had been scared to a corner of the hall.

Jiang Pengji stood in front of Liu she and said with a sneer, "once born, twice cooked, now it's the third time."

At this time, a systematic warning came from the old woman's ear.

"Host, Liu Xi is hard to deal with. Just grab a hostage and run away."

The old woman is popular, but she also knows that Jiang Pengji is difficult to deal with. If she doesn't want to die, she can only escape.

With a touch of emptiness, she pulled out a bright long sword with exquisite and beautiful shape and directly attacked the nearest person.

Her goal is Huang song.

Seeing the hostage coming, someone moved faster than her.

Jiang Pengji picked up an ivory wat board thrown on the ground, predicted the track, and threw it at the old woman.

Under the infusion of strength, the wat board flew to the old woman's leg bend, waist eye, left chest, neck and eyebrow.

Huang song has been far away, but he didn't think he was so unlucky.

Facing the old woman who attacked him, he could not avoid it. He could only watch the silver nails magnify rapidly in front of his eyes.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the old woman's body burst into blood before his eyes.

Obviously, it was only a moment, but he felt that the time was delayed, allowing him to clearly see how a perfect person turned into a broken corpse.