My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 147

  Chapter 147 A fatal blow, ransacking the family and exterminating the family!

  As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked!

  The head of the Song family, Song Fu, who had a serious expression on his face, was shocked and looked up.

  Sun Qiaoxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "The Eldest Princess Mingjian! The poems written by my nephew are all specially written for the Eldest Princess. How could they be anti-poems?"

  Beside Meng Jinnan, his face suddenly became serious.

  People from other families were secretly shocked.

   Anti-poetry?

  The women in the back room who were talking about the end of the Qin family also fell silent.

  The entire City Lord's Mansion seemed to suddenly become dead silent.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on the maid named Yuewu.

  Nangong Huoyue's eyes moved, and she said, "Why is it an anti-poetry, let's go on."

  Yue Wu lowered her head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please listen to Miss Qin's poem first."

As he spoke, he read softly: "The autumn wind blows horns, and the banners of the city are set. A young man with pommel and horse is suitable. Do not ask who he is following in military music. Hou Qi has only passed Jibei, and the first sound has already moved to Liaoxi. The return date is still as long as Liu Yiyi. .The moon in the boudoir of spring, the red sleeves don't need to cry.”

   After reading, he said again: "His Royal Highness, please listen to that poem by Young Master Song."

As he spoke, he read again: "The autumn wind blows horns, and the city is surrounded by sunset flags. Young people are suitable for pommel horses. Do not ask who you follow when you play military music. Only those who wait for the horse will go to the north of Ji, and the first voice will move to the west of Wang. The return date is still as long as the willow. Yiyi. The moon in the boudoir of spring, the red sleeves don't need to cry.”

   "Your Highness, there are only a few words in the two poems of Miss Qin and Young Master Song that are different. Everyone should have heard it."

  Sun Qiaoxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately shouted: "Princess Mingjian! The daughter of the Qin family copied my nephew's poems and deliberately changed a few words!"

  Yue Wu looked at her and said, "Mrs. Song, listen to me first."

Then he said: "These two poems, among them [the head of the city and the edge of the city], [the west of Liao has been moved and the west of Wang will be moved], these words are different. If they are taken separately, the different words of Miss Qin are [ Tou, Ji, Liao], and the different characters for the son of the Song family are [Yan, Jiang, Wang]."

   After finishing speaking, she stopped talking and lowered her head.

  Meng Jinnan was full of doubts: "The head is already Liao... the king Yanjiang..."

  Muttered a few more times, his heart was shocked, and his face changed drastically: "Yan... Yan will... the king... will die..."

  Others are still a little confused.

   Some people seemed to be able to hear it, but their faces changed drastically and they dared not speak.

  Nangong Huoyue said: "Yan will perish."

   After finishing speaking, he looked at Mrs. Song who was kneeling below.

  As soon as these three words came out, Sun Qiaoyun's face instantly turned pale!

Song Fu from the Song family stood up in a hurry, bowed his head and cupped his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Princess Mingjian! My Song family is loyal to Dayan and loyal to the eldest princess. I will never deliberately make such an anti-poetry. Coincidence... definitely It's a coincidence..."

  Yue Wu raised her head, looked at him and said, "Then Patriarch Song, please listen to the second song."

"Miss Qin's is that the counselors in the hall are swaying, and the people are fighting fiercely. The time and place are in harmony with the people. Yan Kefa is as good as the sun. Today the towers and towers are full of power, and he is walking on mountains and rivers. All people are in harmony with "Song of the Storm" , Guan led the officials to congratulate."

"As for you son of the Song family, you are the strategist in the hall, and the frontier is fierce. The weather and the place are in harmony with the people. Yan can be defeated and said to be good. This day the towers are full of power, and he will be Wang Chuan at that time. All people Qihe "Nu "Wind Song", Guan led the officials to congratulate."

   "Among them, the different characters between your son of the Song family and Miss Qin's family are [Yan, Bi, Wang]. If the first one is a coincidence, what about the second one?"

  As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the hall changed dramatically.

   "Yan will be king...flame will perish..."

  The first song is "Flame Will Perish", and the second song is "Flame Will Perish"...

   "Plop!"

  Song Fu's legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground, trembling all over his body, prostrated himself on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Princess Mingjian! Coincidence...it must be a coincidence..."

  Sun Qiaoxiang was also terrified, prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, teeth chattering, and said a word.

   "If this second song is also a coincidence..."

  Yue Wu looked at him coldly and said, "Then, there is a third song."

After finishing speaking, he read: "The black clouds overwhelm the city and the city is about to be destroyed, and the light of the armor opens to the golden scales of the sun. The sound of horns fills the sky in the autumn scenery, and the swallow fat is filled with night purple. Don't make a sound. Report to the General Jun on the stage, and carry Yulong to die as the king!"

"Among them, there are four characters in your Song family's poem that are different from Miss Qin's poem. They are [Yan, General, Wang]. Remove the word [Jun] from it, and please read the rest by yourself. Three words."

   At this time, no one dared to read.

   Even Meng Jinnan, the lord of Mo City, turned pale with fright at this time, and his legs began to weaken.

  Princess Nangong Huoyue suddenly opened her mouth and said: "The king of Yan... Yan will die... This time, he directly turned Yan into Yan."

   "Plop!"

  In the crowd, the other Song family members all had their legs go limp and knelt on the ground, trembling.

Yue Wu continued: "If the first song is a coincidence, and the second song is also a coincidence, then the third song should not be a coincidence anymore, right? And adults who understand poetry here, if you read it a few more times Mr. Song's poems, you will find that Ms. Qin's poems are very mellow, and the ups and downs are well used, and the words are not too flawed. But Mr. Song's poems, other words are no problem, just Those few words have affected the beauty of the whole poem. So, this is definitely not a coincidence."

  As soon as these words came out, Song Fu and Sun Qiaoxiang, who were prostrate on the ground, were ashamed, limp as mud, trembling all over, unable to speak a word.

  The ground where Song Fu was kneeling was wet with water.

   "Flame will die, flame will die..."

  Nangong Huoyue murmured a few more words, and the handle of the chair she was holding suddenly turned into powder with a "click" sound!

   Immediately after, the long hair fluttered behind her, and the red dress on her body fluttered around, and a bright red flame mark that looked like blood appeared faintly between her brows.

  The temperature of the entire hall suddenly rose!

   "Plop!"

  Meng Jinnan, the lord of Mo City who was standing next to him, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

  All the people standing in the hall were terrified and knelt down in unison, trembling.

  The aristocratic ladies and daughters in the back room, the guards outside the door and other guests all had their legs weak and prostrated themselves on the ground, terrified.

  Sun Qiaoxiang, who was lying on the ground, went limp and fainted from fright.

Nangong Huoyue's robes were bulging, and her long hair fluttered behind her. She slowly stood up from her chair and said coldly, "My Great Yan Empire will really perish because of your anti-poetry. Death?"

   "Boom!"

   One bang!

  The chair she was sitting on just now turned into crumbs in an instant, and the whole room was scattered!

Meng Jinnan, who was kneeling on the ground trembling, immediately reacted, hurriedly raised his head and shouted angrily: "Come here! Arrest Song Fu and all the rebels of the Song family, and put them in jail! Wu Zhan! You immediately lead your troops to arrest Mo Everyone in the Song family in the city, no matter men, women, old or young, should be arrested! All the mansions, houses, fields and properties of the Song family should be seized! Tomorrow, the government will immediately lead people to search the mansion, and no corner will be left unattended! All documents, calligraphy, paintings, etc. Items, bring them all back! At that time, I will report to the Holy Majesty to take all these traitors to the capital for trial!"

"Yes!"

  Suddenly a cold promise sounded outside the door.

Immediately, a group of soldiers rushed in and held down Song Fu, who was limp on the ground and pouring out urine and feces, and other members of the Song family in the hall. The terrified and desperate screams and screams of women and young ladies were also heard in the inner room. crying.

At this moment, a young man in a Confucian robe suddenly staggered in from the door, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and cried loudly: "Princess! Princess! The grass people are wronged!" Caomin is wronged! Those poems were not written by Caomin, but uncle and aunt of Caomin forcibly gave Caomin, forced Caomin to memorize, forced Caomin to copy, forced Caomin to read it in front of other people on purpose... Wronged! Caomin is wronged!"

   This person is Song Zhengming, a son of the Song family.

He was still triumphant outside just now, and was about to go in to meet the eldest princess and humiliate Miss Qin's family. Who would have thought that he would become a person who wrote anti-poems in the next moment, and it was an anti-poem for the eldest princess. , Hun Feitian, who dared to hesitate, rushed in to tell the truth, kowtowed and begged for mercy, hoping to save his life.

At this time, Sun Qiaoxiang, who was grabbed by the soldiers, also woke up suddenly. When she heard that her family was going to be ransacked and exterminated, she was terrified, and then heard her nephew put the blame on herself, and cried out in a hurry: "Princess! City Lord!" Wronged! Wronged! These poems are not from the women, they are... given to the women by the lady of the Chengguo Mansion! She forced the women to find someone to present to the eldest princess. She wanted to get rid of the concubine of her family It's her! It's her! It's all anti-poems written by Cheng Guofu!"

  As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked again.

  Cheng Guofu Luo Yannian's body trembled, and his expression changed dramatically.

  The eldest lady Wang who was kneeling on the ground turned pale, stared at her hurriedly with red eyes: "Sun Qiaoxiang! You are talking nonsense! You are slandering! You are a mad dog biting people!"

Immediately "bang bang bang", kowtowed again and again, tremblingly said: "Princess Mingjian! The women never gave her those poems, let alone wrote those anti-poems! If the women lie, the sky will be struck by lightning! It will not be good die!"

   After finishing speaking, he kowtowed again "bang bang bang", and soon his forehead was covered with blood.

"Wang Yun! It was you who gave it to me! You wrote these anti-poems! You wrote them all! You want to kill two birds with one stone, harming the Qin family and our Song family! You have such a vicious heart! The Eldest Princess Mingjian! "

   "Princess Mingjian! The woman has never met Mrs. Song's family at all! The woman can't write poetry at all, slander! She is slander!"

  In the hall, there was a sudden commotion.

  The two ladies suddenly quarreled and scolded with red eyes.

"Snapped!"

Luo Yannian suddenly slapped Wang Shi on the face, directly slapped her mouth full of blood, a big tooth flew out, and shouted angrily with a ferocious face: "Smurf! How can you be presumptuous in front of the eldest princess! Who is it?" Whether it's wrong or not, the eldest princess has her own decision, so you can't help making noise here!"

  Ms. Wang clutched her cheeks and froze for a moment, hurriedly touched her forehead to the ground, trembling all over, and didn't dare to say another word.

  Meng Jinnan glanced at the above, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Take Mrs. Luo back to the cell, and I will interrogate myself tomorrow."

   Then he said: "Brother Yannian, now the city is mainly sending people to your Chengguo Mansion to search all the documents, calligraphy and paintings, do you have any opinions?"

Luo Yannian immediately bowed his head and cupped his hands and said: "City Lord, just go and search, Luo is loyal to Dayan, to the Holy One, and to the eldest princess. The sun and the moon can learn from each other! If there is evidence of anti-poetry crimes in the family, Luo will be killed immediately, and he will never work. Others do it!"

   "Okay! Zhang Wu! Take someone to Cheng Guo Mansion to search!"

"Yes!"

  A promise came from outside the door.

   Immediately, the sound of footsteps disappeared.

  The soldiers in the room immediately took everyone from the Song family and the Wang family of the Chengguo Mansion out.

  Luo Yannian was still kneeling on the ground, his forehead touched the ground, and the expression on his face was unclear.

  Meng Jinnan glanced at him, turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Eldest Princess, do you think it is appropriate for this subordinate to deal with it?"

  The red dress on Nangong Huoyue and the long hair behind her back all calmed down, and the flame mark on her forehead also disappeared.

  The expression on her face returned to indifference, and she looked at the people kneeling under the stage.

   After a while, Fang said lightly: "Get up."

  Then everyone got up one after another, still bowed their heads, their hearts were frightened and their legs were weak.

   "Come here! Get a new chair for the eldest princess!"

  Meng Jinnan shouted immediately.

   Soon, a brand new soft chair moved to the stage.

  Nangong Huoyue looked at the weak girl under the stage, paused, and said, "Miss Qin, bring the poem in your hand and let me have a look."

  Meng Jinnan immediately went to get it himself, and presented it with both hands.

  Qin Weimo said in a panting voice: "Your Highness, there... besides the poems and paintings, there is... there is an unfinished story..."

"story?"

  Nangong Huoyue took the scroll, unfolded it slowly, and asked, "What story?"

  Qin Weimo said softly: "The story of the rise and fall of three...three countries is called..."Romance of the Three Kingdoms"."

   Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Crazy is not exaggerated" for the reward!

   Thank you!

   However, the 4D is updated every day, and it is indeed impossible to add more, sorry...

  (end of this chapter)

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