Wang Ji spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at Cao Miao with a smile on his face, with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.

Cao Miao is not dead?

He had carefully questioned Longlou and sent someone to Luoshui to inquire, but he did not see any flaws. He was sure that even if Longlou was successful, Cao Miao would at least be seriously injured. In short, it would be impossible for him to be so lively that he would be now.

What scared him even more was Cao Miao's skills.

Cao Miao's attack not only threw him into the tent, but also seriously injured him and at least a few ribs were broken.

He suddenly understood something. Longlou did not lie, he was just deceived by Cao Miao. With Cao Miao's skills that had just been shown and prepared, it was inevitable that Longlou's assassination failed. However, Cao Miao used Longlou to convey a false news and lured him out.

"The troops I arranged there have become the prince's evil spirits, right?" Wang Ji gasped, used all his strength to sit up. Even if he was about to die, he would not want to slid in front of Cao Miao like a dead dog. "My...Cun, pick up my...Cun." He said to the concubine who was so scared that she was pale and huddled beside her.

The concubine clenched her fists in front of her eyes, blocking her head, and shook her head repeatedly. Wang Ji's crown was at Cao Miao's feet, and they dared not approach Cao Miao. Not to mention that the resurrection from the dead was too terrible, this man was a madman when he was alive.

Cao Miao looked down and laughed twice. "What kind of gentleman is you pretending to be a gentleman? Are you still worthy of wearing this crown after doing those things?"

Wang Ji's eyes darkened, his eyelids lowered, and he didn't say anything more.

Cao Miao looked at the decorations in the tent and picked the corners of his mouth. Wang Ji was quite arrogant. He did not forget to bring these furniture when he ran away and camped temporarily. There were a lot of corresponding furnishings, and there were no less red sleeves to add fragrance. No wonder the little carpenter could survive in the army, all in order to meet the needs of these masters.

"It's very hot, and it's still making fire in the tent. I'm afraid it's not as simple as boiling water and boiling milk?" Cao Miao poured half of the goat milk on the table into the crown that Wang Ji dropped on the ground, rinsed the cup, poured himself a cup of goat milk, and took a sip. "Are you planning to burn something shameful?"

Wang Ji's body trembled, then raised his head and looked at Cao Miao, with a little more sarcastic look in his eyes.

"Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquis. Compared with the prince, my shameful things are really pitiful."

"Don't be so humble." Cao Miao grinned. "I guess, what you want to say is not me, Cao Miao, but our independent Cao family, who usurped the Han Dynasty? Unfortunately, you only dare to think about it in your heart and dare not say it out."

Cao Miao sat on the table, spread his legs, lowered his body, and came to Wang Ji. "Even if you are a gentleman, you are a hypocrite." He smiled and added another sentence. "You are all from the Wang family in Taiyuan, and they are inherited from the ancestors, and they cannot be changed."

"You..." Wang Ji's pale face turned red in an instant. He held his body up and glared, his teeth clattered, and blood gushed out between his lips and teeth, flowing down his neatly trimmed beard, dripping onto the silk clothes on his chest, slicing into pieces.

"Don't accept it?" Cao Miao stood up, drinking goat's milk leisurely, feeling inexplicably happy.

He did not lie, and the hypocrite of the Wang family in Taiyuan was definitely not Wang Ji.

Wang Ji's son Wang Shen was a general officer of Cao Shuang, but he got very close to the Sima family and was soon re-appointed. Later, he became an official next to Cao Mao, and Cao Mao treated them as a confidant and discussed the coup with them. As a result, Wang Shen reported to Sima Zhao in a blink of an eye.

Wang Ji's follower, Wang Chang's son Wang Hun, competed with Wang Jun for the merits of attacking Wu and falsely accused Wang Jun.

The reason why the Taiyuan Wang family rose from a local tyrant to a famous family has a lot to do with their shamelessness, which is in line with their shamelessness.

In fact, the strong are in troubled times. If you want to betray others, you will have some dark things that are shameful. But it is not surprising that you frame and sell your owners for glory. The fact that Wang Ji and Wang Chen do not have any sense of moral superiority.

Even if Wang Chenzhanshi wants to whitewash himself and Sima, he will inevitably be despised.

These are the background information of the new drama. He has checked relevant historical materials and consulted professionals, which are basically true. In terms of public or private, Cao Miao has no sympathy for Wang Ji, and he doesn't mind humiliating him and making him die with peace of mind.

It is an insult to justice to make such a person die in peace.

"There are different things, and I don't make any plans. I have nothing to say with you." Wang Ji sneered, with a contemptuous look on his face. "Since you have deceived Longlou, you must know what the little carpenter stole from the Liaodong residence. Do you want it? Do you dare to ask for it?"

"Liaodong residence?"

Seeing Cao Miao's surprised expression, Wang Ji laughed and made a "silk" sound from his mouth, like a snake spraying venom.

"Why don't you?" Cao Miao also smiled.

Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, stared at Cao Miao for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more sharp. "Okay, okay, then I'll give it to you. It's in the bookcase next to you, in the bottom mezzanine. After you look at it, don't regret it."

"What are you going to regret?" Cao Miao found the book box and took out the books inside. Sure enough, he found a mezzanine. When he opened the mezzanine, there was a flat box inside, which was similar in size to what Longlou said, with white tiger patterns painted on it. He took out the flat box and found a lock on it.

"Where is the key?"

"The key is not in my hands."

Cao Miao didn't ask again, and used both hands to force the flat box and directly squeezed out a silk book from it.

Wang Ji smiled even brighter. He looked at Cao Miao intently, with an uncontrollable enthusiasm in his eyes. Although Cao Miao did not look at him directly, he felt his abnormality and couldn't help but smile.

"News from Liaodong?"

Wang Ji didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little strange. Cao Miao smiled slightly and leaned into his ear again. "Is it related to the emperor?"

Wang Ji was stunned. "How do you...you know?"

Cao Miao suddenly realized in his heart, and did not ask again. He opened the silk book and started reading. While reading, he looked at Wang Ji. The corners of his mouth were getting higher and higher, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. Wang Ji's heart was constantly sinking, and the joy of the previous one gradually turned into panic.

"Very good." Cao Miao laughed after reading it. He spread the silk book on the table and looked at Wang Ji with a smile. "How about this, let's make a deal. You can copy one for me, and I will keep you a whole body and dig a hole to bury you so that you won't be eaten by a wild dog. How about?"

Wang Ji understood what Cao Miao meant, his eyes were frightened, as if he had seen a real poisonous snake. "You... don't think about it."

"Don't want to?"

"After all, you're going to die. If you want to defame my innocence, you can't even think about it."

"That's nothing to talk about?" Cao Miao was very regretful to spread his hands and turned to look at the two concubines. "I heard that you are literate, do a favor? Anyway, you are the concubines of the King's House, and what you wrote was written by the King's House."

Wang Ji was shocked and opened his mouth to scream. Cao Miao's face sank, and he slapped his hand, which was loud and crisp, and directly knocked Wang Ji out of sight.
Chapter completed!