Chapter 282 I can make you the King of the Southern Frontier
Mr. Simeng, whom they had been looking for, was actually there.
As a result, they were a step too late and the person still escaped.
This feeling is not good.
Although they did not have direct contact with Mr. Simeng, the various signs he showed showed that he was very cunning.
Mo Jiuye was extremely upset that he let Mr. Simeng run away like this.
At the same time, he also suspected that the person who sprinkled poison powder on them on the official road was Mr. Simeng.
Regardless of whether that person was Mr. Simeng or not, Mo Jiuye knew very well in his heart that this was not the time for him to regret these things.
He wanted to further confirm whether the man in white he met on the official road was Mr. Simeng.
"Was he wearing a white coat and a cap yesterday?"
Emperor of Southern Xinjiang: "Yes."
Now, it is completely certain that the person is Mr. Simeng.
It’s a pity that this person was too cunning and missed both opportunities.
If someone hides on purpose, it will be extremely difficult to find him in the future.
He Zhiran saw that Mo Jiuye was slow to ask the next question, so she decided to cherish the hypnosis time.
Just now when she was hypnotizing the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang, she found that she felt a little dizzy during the hypnosis, perhaps because she had not had enough rest in the past few days. She was worried that this hypnosis would not last long.
Therefore, it is better to ask questions as soon as possible.
"Do you know the whereabouts of the Mo family father and son?"
Emperor of Southern Xinjiang: "Isn't Mo Xing already dead? I even ordered his head to be hung on the city wall for public display.
I only know that Mojia Liulang was kept by Mr. Simeng all day, and Qilang was imprisoned in the Prince's Mansion. The rest have died from his poison."
Hearing this, He Zhiran looked at Mo Jiuye and said softly, "It's impossible for a hypnotized person to lie. He really doesn't know."
Mo Jiuye also understood this. He did not get any useful information from the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang and was obviously disappointed.
However, he still planned to seize the time to ask more useful questions.
"Why is Mr. Simeng hiding in the secret room of your study?"
The Southern Xinjiang Emperor said, "He is the Queen's teacher. The Queen said that after he recovers from his injuries, he can work for Southern Xinjiang and even give me a big surprise. I know his abilities and thought he might be able to help me in the future, so I left him there."
In this case, the master that Yun Li refused to reveal no matter what during the interrogation was undoubtedly Mr. Simeng.
While Mo Jiuye was quickly sorting out the information in his mind, he continued to ask:
"Did you have any hand in the confiscation of the Mohist family's property?"
Emperor of Southern Xinjiang: "My queen has some connections with Prince Heng of Dashun. She was the one who gave the forged letters to Prince Heng as evidence of Mohism's treason."
When they hypnotized Yun Li, they didn't think about this, so they didn't ask.
Now it seems that Yun Li and Nan Heng were the ones who had their property confiscated and exiled the Mohists. Considering the persecution the Mohists had suffered, it was really too easy for them to just die like that.
Although the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang was not directly involved in this matter, the fate of the Mohist school was closely related to him.
If he didn't want to ask some more questions, Mo Jiuye would have wanted to skin him alive right now.
He Zhiran knew that he was feeling bad and gently held his hand.
"Don't be angry. We have the person in our hands. After we've asked him questions, you can vent your anger however you want."
Mo Jiuye said "hmm" solemnly and continued to ask:
"Where is that black South Pearl?"
Although he was angry, he had not forgotten about his wife. This was their original purpose for sneaking into the Southern Xinjiang Palace, but they ended up saving their sixth brother by accident.
The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang: "It's in my private vault." He didn't know that his private vault had been emptied out.
He Zhiran was shaking the pocket watch in his hand when he suddenly felt dizzy and could no longer concentrate on hypnotizing.
The frequency of the pocket watch's movement became increasingly irregular, to the point that she, the operator, began to feel drowsy.
Mo Jiuye noticed her abnormality at the first moment, thinking that it was the mental fatigue caused by hypnosis, and quickly snatched the pocket watch from her hand.
"Ranran, are you feeling unwell?"
"I might have not rested well these past few days, so I'm a little dizzy. It's nothing serious!"
As the two were talking, the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang gradually regained consciousness.
His originally expressionless face immediately revealed a look of horror.
He didn't know what had just happened. He only remembered that a strange thing appeared in front of him, and then he began to feel drowsy.
"Mo... Mo Jiuye, if you're willing to let me go, I can make you the King of Southern Xinjiang, a hereditary king, allowing the Mo family to enjoy endless wealth and glory for generations to come."
As he spoke, the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang stared closely at Mo Jiuye's expression. Seeing that the other party had no reaction despite him offering such a great temptation, he immediately became anxious.
"Also, I can marry my most cherished daughter to you, so you don't have to worry about me going back on my word."
He thought that what he said would be a great temptation to Mo Jiuye, but who knew that he would be beaten up...
This action caught the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang off guard, and he instinctively used his elbows to protect his wrinkled face.
"Mo Jiuye...you can ask for any conditions you want. As long as I can do it, I can agree to it."
Mo Jiuye ignored him and continued to vent his anger.
Of course, the best way to relieve anger is to beat the person in front of you so badly that even his mother won’t recognize him.
Although the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang had practiced martial arts, after becoming emperor he spent all his time thinking about how to conquer Dashun, and his martial arts skills were basically abandoned. Now he could only take beatings.
Mo Jiuye became more and more excited as he fought. The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang failed to protect his head and several of his front teeth were knocked out.
Along with a mouthful of blood, he spat out a few teeth.
When He Zhiran saw this scene, he suddenly felt his stomach churning.
She didn't bother to continue watching her husband deal with the bad guy, and quickly turned around and ran towards the bathroom in the infirmary.
Although Mo Jiuye was beating someone, he was also paying close attention to his wife's actions.
He saw his wife covering her mouth and nose and running towards the infirmary, and he didn't know what had happened to her.
With a swift and decisive slash of his hand, he knocked the Southern Xinjiang Emperor unconscious and then chased after him.
"Ranran, what's wrong with you?"
He Zhiran was unable to answer him at all. He quickly ran into the bathroom, squatted in front of the toilet and vomited.
Mo Jiuye was shocked when he saw this.
In his impression, although his wife looked a little thin, she had always been in good health. The reason why she looked like this today must be because she had not had enough rest in the past few days.
Thinking of how hard his wife worked to help him, Mo Jiuye suddenly felt a sense of guilt.
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