Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 487
So, who is leading the army in Jucheng?
In the Fifth Prince's Mansion, Mo Shuyuan stared at the messy chessboard on the table, his brows almost knit together.

On July [-]th, Mu's father and son arrived in Beijing safely with Hanze's envoy. After he absent-mindedly had a reception banquet in the center of the palace, he never left the palace again.

He couldn't figure out the identity of the leader who stayed behind in Jucheng, he didn't dare to leave the mansion, especially after he ran into a hundred ghosts that night in Zhongyuan - he felt that there were eyes staring at him everywhere in the sky, all kinds of people, Eyes from nowhere.

Nai He has been depressed in the prince's mansion for so many days, but he still hasn't figured out the clue for a long time——

He really couldn't understand, who else could be the one who stayed in Jucheng?

The Mu family's 15 soldiers are all elite soldiers, and the Mu family's army is used to strict discipline. Such an excellent army|army is often extremely arrogant. They will only obey the generals they can approve, but they will never follow other people's orders casually.

In other words, except for the descendants of the Mu family and the current emperor, ordinary people may not be able to convince the Mu family's army to obey orders obediently even if they get the military orders of the Mu family.

Not to mention whether the Mu Xiyin sisters have the ability to restrain the elite soldiers of the Mu family who have been in battle for a long time, and it doesn't matter whether Mu Wenhua, a civil servant, knows the art of war.

Simply speaking, the rest of the Mu family have never been to the border at all, and the Mu family father and son have returned to Beijing safely, so it is impossible for the person who stayed behind in Jucheng to have the surname Mu.

If you are not from the Mu family, the problem is even more troublesome.

To be able to hold down the [-] side soldiers and the [-] elite members of the Mu family, at least they must have abilities similar to those of Mu Xiuning, and have a pretty background.

Moreover, that person had better come from a family of generals, at least a family of generals above the third rank——

But how could such a person not be famous and unknown in the court?
Does Qianping have such a powerful general?

Mo Shuyuan lowered his brows and eyes slowly. At that moment, there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his mind, but it was only a flash of inspiration, which was so fleeting that he had no time to react.

This made him quite irritable. He felt that the good chess game that had the upper hand seemed to be turned into a pile of dry grass before he knew it.

He didn't know which step he was going wrong, and he felt as if he was doing every step wrong.

Damn... Damn!
The young man hugged his head bitterly, and dug his fingers deeply into his hair.

Fortunately, the spy who had been out of Beijing for a long time to investigate the situation in Jucheng for him returned to the mansion before he was about to scratch his scalp. He looked at the spy who was so ordinary that he couldn't see anyone when he was thrown into the crowd, and he barely suppressed it. Anxiety in the heart.

"Have you found out what I asked you to investigate?" Mo Shuyuan let go of his hand, and pretended to casually brush off his sleeves, as if he had never appeared before when he was on the verge of madness.

"What the master ordered, the slave will naturally take care of it." The spy knelt on one knee and lowered his eyebrows, not daring to delay a single bit, "Then stay in Jucheng and take care of the ten thousand Mu's house for the Duke. The army is the son of the late Uncle Jingyang."

"The former young uncle of the Zhan family, Zhan Mingxuan."

"Zhan Mingxuan?" Mo Shuyuan frowned, rolled the name on the tip of his tongue for a while, then smiled coldly for a long time, "Didn't he be enslaved back then, why did he go to northern Xinjiang?"

"It was true that he was enslaved by His Majesty back then, and he was also enlisted as an official. A few years ago, he happened to be bought back by Ms. Mu San as a guard—" the spy replied in a low voice, "Master, you also know about this. "

"As for when he went to the northern border, how he ran to the northern border, and who sent him to the northern border, the slaves don't know."

"The servant only heard from the people in Hanze that since a certain day, there has suddenly been a masked vanguard young general beside the Duke, who is vigorous and skilled in martial arts. Now that I think about it... that young general is probably Zhan Mingxuan. "

"You mean to say that Zhan Mingxuan ran away from Beijing without anyone noticing it," Mo Shuyuan's voice suddenly turned cold, "Under the watchful eyes of this hall last year?"

"Slave... I dare not..." The spy was trembling, his legs trembled for no reason, and his head was almost pushed into the ground by him, "This... this is the negligence of the slave..."

"Oh!"

"Waste|waste!" The young man suddenly raised his hand to slap the table, the chessboard in his palm cracked, and his face turned ashen.

The chess pieces on the table were instantly scattered by him, and they fell to the ground with a crackling sound. He gritted his teeth and said with a grim face, "It's only now that I think of such a big matter and report it to me. What did you guys do?"

"Drunk and dreaming? Wandering in the sky?!"

"Trash, he|mother is a damned trash!"

The spies didn't dare to speak when they heard the sound, they just tried their best to shrink their body smaller and smaller, for fear that if they said something wrong, they would offend the master who was on the verge of fury and lose his life.

Mo Shuyuan felt that it was not enough to shatter the chessboard, so he threw out several brush-washing porcelain vases again and again.

It wasn't until he threw all the things on the table out of the house along the window, the burning anger in his heart, that he was slightly short by three points.

"Besides Zhan Mingxuan's matter," the young man lowered his voice with a sullen face, "do you have any other important matters to report back to the hall?"

"What's the rumor about Ye Tianhan? Didn't Sui Yu make any other noise?"

"Since the Mu family can send Zhan Mingxuan, it is likely that they have received some rumors in advance... What did you find out when you went out this time? Tell me in detail, and you must not let go of a single word."

"Back to the master, everything is as usual on the other side of the four princes of Hanze," the spies swallowed, and replied cautiously, "Sui Yuna is also calm for the time being, and there is no other movement."

"There is nothing unusual about the Mu family recently, and we haven't made any mistakes in our communication with Hanze, but the brothers who stayed in Hanze mentioned that when the war in northern Xinjiang was in full swing, the carrier pigeon arrived a little too late twice. Then a quarter and a half."

"But it's not a big deal. Pigeons are living creatures. It's windy and cold in northern Xinjiang in winter. It's not uncommon for a carrier pigeon to be blown away by the wind occasionally."

The spy lowered his head: "Other than that, there is nothing else."

"It was a quarter and a half late." Mo Shuyuan whispered with his chin in his mouth, "Northern border...war...Mu family."

"No, we still can't take it lightly." The young man nodded his head on the table and pondered for a while, "We should keep an extra hand in case of emergencies."

He got up and took out a stack of slightly yellowed letters from the hidden compartment of the ancient shelf, carefully wrapped it with a handkerchief, and handed it to the spy.

"Take this, change your clothes, and follow me to the Third Prince's Mansion."

"When you get there, you should know what to do, so you don't need to remind you again, right?"

"Return to the master, the slave understands." The spy took the cloth bag bravely, and replied softly, "There is no need for the master to worry about it."

"That's barely plausible." Mo Shuyuan lifted his chin slightly, and snorted coldly, his eyes were very cool.

Brother Sanhuang, if something really happens in the future, don't blame me, my little brother.

After all, people are not for themselves - heaven and earth will destroy.

　Dog eats dog, dog eats dog, dog eats dog! ! !
　　Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha bite bite bite bite

　　
　
(End of this chapter)