Looking After a Battle God With Hundreds of Billions in Supplies

  Chapter 377 Mice are coming out

   "call"

  The dark wind blew, and the white candles in the mourning hall were instantly extinguished.

  The paper money in the brazier was swept away by the wind like a fire dragon, bringing up sporadic sparks.

"ah!"

  The lights in the mourning hall were turned off, plunged the entire mourning hall into darkness, and there were screams of fear all around, and those people were almost scared out of their wits.

   "Xiao Jin is brutal, tyrannical and reckless, I will die with peace!" A gloomy voice sounded from the direction of the coffin, every word was full of resentment.

  Su Ying has been standing in place without moving, but his eyes are quickly observing the movement in the darkness.

   "Playing tricks."

  Su Ying suddenly raised the flashlight in her hand to shine in the direction of the roof beams.

  The people hiding there didn't expect Su Ying to find out that he turned around and ran away in fright.

  Su Ying sneered, "It's not that easy to run away."

  The man in black quickly jumped out of the window behind the mourning hall, followed by Su Ying.

  The man in black should be very familiar with the terrain of the palace, and the escape route seems to have been planned long ago, and his movements are fast and agile.

  Su Ying followed closely behind him, took out the light gun in his hand and aimed at his calf.

   There was a "chi" sound.

  The man in black was hit on the calf, and fell to the ground when he tilted his body.

"Well!"

  The man in black gritted his teeth and got up from the ground to continue running away, but Su Ying punched him in the face as soon as he got up.

  The man in black was beaten into a daze, Su Ying directly clamped his jaw and removed his jaw to prevent him from committing suicide by biting the poison.

"Well!"

  The man in black was punched in the stomach, and fell to the ground curled up in pain.

  Su Ying directly lifted his skirt and lifted him up from the ground to remove the kerchief on his face. It was a strange face, she didn't know this person.

Su Ying directly brought people back to the mourning hall. Xiao Jin rushed back to the mourning hall when he got the news. The candles in the mourning hall were lit again, but Emperor Kang Ze and the Queen Mother were still sitting upright in the coffin. Creepy and creepy.

  The concubines and ministers were too scared to go in, and King Jiang Ning was so scared that he knelt down outside the mourning hall.

   "Brother, brother, please rest in peace, rest in peace, no matter what unwillingness or resentment you have, it should return to ashes, Amitabha, Amitabha..."

  Xiao Jin stood between the two coffins, and found a hair-like thread on Kang Zedi's body, and the whole thread passed through their armpits.

  He stretched out his hand and tore off the silk thread, but he couldn't break the silk thread with a little force with both hands.

   "Place the emperor and the queen mother well."

"yes."

  When Su Ying came back with the man in black, Xiao Jin had already cleaned up the mourning hall.

   "Show me clearly, the ghosts and ghosts just now are all caused by this kid, don't act like you have never seen the world, you are so stupid to follow the rhythm of others."

  Su Ying threw the man in black to the ground, and let everyone see his appearance clearly.

  Xiao Jin looked at the man in black and frowned slightly, and looked at Su Ying with softened eyes, "Are you all right?"

  Su Ying shook her head, "It's okay. When I found him just now, he was hiding on the beam of the house. The reason why the corpse sat up from the coffin should be his handwriting."

  Xiao Jin raised the white thread in his hand and said: "This person passed the thread through the armpits of the emperor and the queen mother and lifted them up. There is no such thing as fraudulent corpses or ghosts."

  Everyone looked at the white line in Xiao Jin's hand with suspicion, but looked at the man in black who was arrested, and felt a little more at ease.

  Xiao Jin asked Jiang Yang to take him down for interrogation.

  Although the matter had a reasonable explanation, the concubines in the harem were too scared to approach the coffin again.

  On the side of the coffin, only Xiao Jin and Su Ying stayed, and it happened to give them a chance to talk.

   "Do you recognize that person?" Su Ying asked in a low voice.

   "Yes, he is the leader of the emperor's secret guard."

   "Are you here to avenge your master?"

  Xiao Jin frowned slightly. It is a fact that the secret guards are loyal to their master, but Emperor Kang Ze is already dead. What good will revenge against the future monarch do them?

  Xiao Jin felt that things might not be that simple.

   "You haven't been enthroned yet, but this monster hidden in the gutter wants to come out. It's really interesting."

   "Nephew, this, this is sure there is nothing wrong with it?"

  The two were talking, when Jiang Ning Wang's face, which was almost as big as a basin, suddenly approached.

  As soon as Su Ying raised his hand, Xiao Jin pushed it back. He raised his hand and pushed King Jiang Ning away.

   "Uncle Wang, we are not deaf and don't need to get so close."

  The fat on King Jiangning's face trembled, and he looked helpless, fat, and pitiful.

   "Uncle Wang is scared!"

   "What is Uncle Wang afraid of?"

  Jiang Ning Wang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the coffin, "What if..."

   "Uncle Wang didn't do anything wrong, afraid that the emperor will come to you?" Xiao Jin's dark eyes were deep.

   King Jiang Ning's eyes almost popped out when he heard this, "No, it's impossible, absolutely nothing! I'm going to burn incense for the mother and the emperor."

  He knelt down in front of the brazier with his fat body trembling, muttering something, the fear on his face was really undisguised.

  When he leaned over just now, Su Ying could still smell a strong smell of rouge and gouache on his body.

   No matter how you look at this image, it is a waste addicted to wine and sex.

  Jiang Ning Wang ran away without looking back after offering incense.

  A golden light pierced the sky, dispelling the darkness of the night.

Its daybreak.

  Yawning, Su Ying went to the side hall, lay down, hugged the two sleeping babies, and fell asleep.

   In the next few days, nothing happened, and the funeral and burial in the imperial mausoleum went very smoothly.

"Your Highness, the ladies in the harem... I don't know what to do with your Highness?" Emperor Kang Ze died suddenly, and there was no rule in Chu State that concubines should be buried according to the rules. How to arrange these people fell on Xiao Jin's head .

   "Those who have heirs will stay, those who have no heirs will be released from the palace, and those who have nowhere to go will find a place to settle."

   "Yes, the slave will do it now."

  Emperor Kang Ze has been buried, and the next thing to do is to take care of Xiao Jin's ascension to the throne.

  As the crown princess and future queen, Su Ying has a lot to do.

   "Crown Princess, take a look at these brochures and etiquette. Being a queen will be different from now."

  Mother Zhao came in with a bunch of booklets in her arms, flipped through each book, and patiently explained to Su Ying.

  Su Ying looked at the booklets that were piled higher than her, and felt her head ache.

   "The day you ascend the throne, the princess, you want to..." Mother Zhao's mouth was dry when she said here, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Su Ying lying on the chair, unconscious.

  Mother Zhao: "..."

  Mother Zhao slowly closed the booklet in her hand, and pulled the quilt on the side to cover Su Ying.

  For some reason, she suddenly looked forward to it. She was looking forward to what kind of changes such a queen and emperor would bring to Chu.

  (end of this chapter)