Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 546 What is there to worry about?

Little bastard, the bigger the more boring.

Holding the teacup, Mo Jingyao secretly rolled his eyes, and slapped himself lightly on the mouth - he forgot that Xiao A Ci was still in the palace, he really deserved to be slapped, but even if he should be slapped, he wouldn't be beaten violently. How about stuffing pea cakes that choked people to death?
The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at the young man mournfully, the resentment in his eyes was almost dripping.

Mu Da Guoshi, who was forced to watch this father-son farce, quietly turned his head away.

She didn't want to remind the two of them at all that the dirty words His Majesty just uttered just now didn't count at all.

After all, the vulgar accents of the rough guys in the camp are much more vulgar than the "x all dead".

She spent eleven years on the battlefield in her previous life, what kind of nasty words can there be in this world that she has never heard of?

The little girl rubbed her nose and looked at the sky, and the Emperor Yun Jing on the other end poured down two cups of tea, and finally got rid of the little snack scum in her throat, holding the porcelain cup and exhaling: "Thoughts, what can I have?" idea?"

"Go if you want, it's not a big problem." Mo Jingyao curled his lips in disgust, "What's the matter, you still need me to arrange a convoy for you?"

"The only troublesome thing is Xiao Aci's place—" the emperor said as he put the cup away, then raised his hand and pointed to the little girl who was obediently sitting on the chair, "Xiao Jing doesn't know her skills, so I appointed her as unwilling to let her go." Ah resigned to help Li."

"What are you two going to do?"

"Old man, we came here today to solve this problem." Mo Junli hugged his chest and raised the corners of his eyes, the disgust in his eyes was not inferior to that of an emperor, "Before coming, A Ci and I have a brief discussion. for a moment."

The young man's tone paused slightly: "We thought about it carefully, the Duke always wants to know the identity of Ah Ci, and there is not much difference between the early hours and the late hours."

"Why don't you just take this opportunity and make it clear that the province's follow-up, Aci, will go to northern Xinjiang, and he can't let it go."

After going to Northern Xinjiang, in less than two years, the little girl is still thinking about making a trip to Xishang. After Xishang, she is waiting for Fuli and Nanjiang.

It won't be long before the little national teacher is going to go there, and they can't find a suitable and reasonable excuse every time to evade the Duke.

It should be said, or should be said.

"Hey, it's such a good relationship." Mo Jingyao gloated with his eyes wide open, "Let me just say, I can't be the only one to be frightened by this, and Xiao Jing, the old | king | eight | lamb | don't even think about it. run!"

"You two wait, I'll call someone for you." Yun Jing Di Le rubbed his hands, stretched his neck, and called "De Yong" outside the room.

The old eunuch guarding the door entered the room in response, bowed respectfully to the three people in the room, and waited for the emperor's order with a smile.

Mo Jingyao rubbed his fingers, bared his white teeth, and raised his jaw at the old eunuch, "Deyong, you go find someone to go to the martial arts hall and invite the Duke here. There is nothing wrong with him in the camp today. You should be training your subordinates in the Martial Arts Hall."

"Just say that I have something urgent to find him." Emperor Yun Jing squeezed Yu Deyong's eyes hard while speaking, and his voice was filled with yin and yang, "Ten ~ ten thousand ~ urgent."

"Here, this old slave understands." Eunuch Yu responded with a smile, and quickly exited the imperial study room. Before leaving, he still thoughtfully closed the door behind them.

Seeing that the old eunuch had retreated to find Duke Mu, Mo Junli turned to look at Mo Jingyao again.

"But having said that, old man." The young man squinted at his old man, raised his eyebrows lightly, "We are going to Fuli capital this time - aren't you worried at all?"

"Worried?" Mo Jingyao was startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously opened his mouth to ask, "What is there to worry about?"

"...With Yuan Sui's suspicious and ruthless temperament, aren't you afraid that the two of us will never return?" Mo Junli said, he suspected that there was something wrong with the old man's mind.

"That's Fuli, it's his territory—"

"Hey, you were worried about this." Emperor Yun Jing raised his hand and rubbed the top of his head, his face was a bit uncomfortable, "Don't worry, he won't."

"I understand Yuan Sui's temperament. Although he is suspicious and ruthless, he is by no means a cold-blooded and ruthless person. No matter what you say, he is his nephew, and Ah Ci is going with you. He won't What will you do to both of you?"

"According to the news from your end, he is very ill right now, and there is not much left to live. He probably just wanted to see you this time, fulfilling his long-cherished wish—Ayan, you don't have to worry too much."

"Old man, are you sure he is not cold-blooded and heartless?" The young man frowned, "He knew that General Zhaowu's mansion was framed by someone, but he still ransacked the Bai family—"

Hearing this, Mo Jingyao poked his neck and looked out the window: "Then Bai Jingzhen is still left behind."

"Besides, even the Ninth Five-Year Lord can't do whatever he wants. For the stability of the situation, some sacrifices are still necessary." Emperor Yun Jing's eyes became more and more ruthless, "Didn't I also copy Jingyang uncle's mansion two years ago."

"But the Zhan family, you only killed one Zhan Shirong." The young man's eyes were calm and slightly cold, "Old man, can this be the same?"

The emperor was silent.

"...But Ayan, don't forget, Fuli is different from Qianping." Mo Jingyao poked some tea in the cup with his finger, and secretly drew circles on the table, "To be honest, even if you will I put it in Yuan Sui's position."

"I'm not going to do much better than him."

"The most important thing is to save a few people from dying and exile a group." Emperor Yun Jing groaned, "Of course, that would easily leave some other hidden dangers."

"You should know that the Yuan Clan has been handed down for more than three hundred years, and there are very few side branches that helped Litian's family, and there is no one behind the Yuan Clan who can gain a firm foothold in the previous dynasty—their faction disputes are more fierce than ours. There are many."

"The Tian family is weak and the aristocratic family is strong. At that time, he either had to overturn the case against the Bai family under the pressure of the civil officials of the half court, or he turned a blind eye and pushed the boat along the way, except for the Bai family and took it back by the way. Tens of thousands of troops."

"Especially when that General Bai is just like his father, he's a stick and a stick, he doesn't know how to change things, and he's still stubborn on weekdays, and wants to speak out against Yuan Sui from time to time."

Mo Jingyao wiped away the spot of water, and lazily rolled his eyelids: "Ayan, if this were you, how would you choose?"

To overturn the case is to hurt one's muscles and bones, and if it fails, most of the court will collapse, causing the current situation to be in turmoil from then on; pushing the boat along the way, it will be painful for a while, but as long as the queen of the Bai family is kept and becomes the emperor, it will be fine. Sooner or later, another Bai family will be created.

Mo Junli lowered his head, opened and closed his palms hidden in his sleeves, and Mu Xici on one side closed his eyes in disappointment——

The answer to that question is already obvious, even if they were changed, they would still make the same choice as Yuan Sui.

It's just that he won't do it like he did.

"But... as you said, he can kill a few less." The boy's eyes flickered slightly.

"It probably has something to do with his temperament, and the softer he is in Fuli's situation, the easier it is to cause new troubles." Mo Jingyao shrugged, "But he is very good at doing things, and he prefers to leave no room for trouble."

"So, although I can understand his behavior, I don't agree with his thoughts—"

　Old Mo and Uncle have a little sympathy for each other, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)