Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 874
"Fortunately, my lord, you come from a family of generals." Lu Jinghong sneered, and cast a warning glance at Yuan Lingzhi, but Bai Jingzhen ignored this, and just knelt down straight.

"Your Majesty, the people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least—" The young man's eyes were firm, "I dare you, please think carefully about what the late emperor taught you when he was alive—"

"This..." Mentioning Emperor Wen Yu, Yuan Lingzhi's eyes flickered uncontrollably for a moment of hesitation. In all fairness, she was still very afraid of her unsmiling and strict father.

But unfortunately, that hesitation obviously only existed in her heart for a moment - how can the teachings of a dead person be against the threat of the powerful minister in front of her?

Bai Jingzhen could see clearly from the audience, Yuan Lingzhi only hesitated for a short moment, and her pupils were filled with apology in a blink of an eye.

—a useless apology.

There was a little ridicule in the young man's heart, but he pretended to be extremely disappointed on his face.

He raised his face and deliberately exposed the loss and pain in his eyes to the eyes of the empress. The light from the lights soaked into the frost and snow on his temples, and his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was trying to restrain himself: "It seems that your majesty is fighting!" Made up my mind."

"Okay...okay, okay." Bai Jingzhen lowered his eyelashes slowly, and he curled his lips, but the smile was filled with an unspeakable sadness, "Your Majesty doesn't want to think about the people of this world anymore. "

"Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well tonight, so I won't be here to drink with my lords Dadan—"

"Farewell." The young man cupped his hands, got up and left the hall without looking back.

He knew that what happened tonight would be spread as quickly as possible, and he only needed to be patient for another three to five months, until the anger in the hearts of the people was so intense that it only needed a single spark to ignite the whole prairie fire. When the fire--

That's their best chance to make a living.

*
In the first month of the 28th year of Changle, the old monarch of the Western Shang Dynasty issued an edict to abdicate, and the prince Hawulejiang inherited the Western Shang Dynasty.

In February of the 28th year of Changle, the Western Merchants raised troops, and the new monarch raised more than [-] troops. The imperial driver personally conquered, sent troops to the southeast, conquered Hanze, and invaded Jiuxuan.

The Jiuxuan royal family and the people of the country defended the capital for three days, but it was finally destroyed by Western merchants. The monarch hanged himself on the tower, and all the members of the royal family killed themselves within the palace wall.

In the middle of the month, the land of Jiuxuan was swallowed up by Western merchants; and at the end of the month, the four cities of Hanze and the two cities of Qianping were swallowed up.

In March of the 28th year of Changle, the battle report was published in the atrium, and the eldest son of the Duke of the State, Mu's Xiuning, was in command and led an army of [-] to the north of Ningguan to recover the lost land.

*
On the second day of March in the 28th year of Changle, I was slightly drunk on a warm day in central Beijing.

"A Yan, why did you call me here at this time?" The Seventh Prince's Mansion, Mu Da, who was dragged into the courtyard, was puzzled. The color of confusion is getting darker.

"Can you just say at the door if you have something to do? Why do you have to go to the backyard? In two days, I will go out with the army with my second brother, and I am busy packing my luggage."

The little girl slowly tightened the corners of her lips. She felt that her fingers were itching, and she couldn't help but want to give Mo Junli a touch.

"Of course it's because it's inconvenient to be at the door—A Ci, you wait here, I'll get you something." The young man who led Mu Xici into the guest room waved his hands without looking back, and finished speaking In another three or two steps, he rushed into the inner room.

"This is like being a thief." Mu Daguo murmured softly with a wrinkled face, and after a few breaths, he saw Mo Junli carrying a package mysteriously back and forth, and closed it when he came back window.

"Here, take a look." The young man raised his arm and stuffed the package into her arms. When he spoke, his expression was unexplainably shy.

The little girl who received the package weighed it again and again in her palm—the package was slightly heavy and soft to the touch, like some kind of fabric or cotton padded coat.

A jacket for winter, or a newly made quilt?
But what's so convenient about this kind of thing, he just sent someone to send her to the Duke's mansion, why bother to make her make this extra trip!
Mu Xici frowned, and carefully opened the package half suspiciously, half curiously. The fabric was neatly tied up, and she saw the appearance of those things clearly, and her face was completely naked.

"Fuck (a kind of precious plant)." Mu Da Guoshi, who is used to being upright and disciplined, couldn't help but blurted out. With a flick of her finger, she almost threw the burden three feet away, "What are you going to do with this thing?"

"No, there are not many female pigeons in your house—where did you get so many pigeons!"

"I made it myself." Mo Junli shook his calf and flinched, subconsciously moved back, "I'm not thinking that there are mostly men in the camp, and I definitely wouldn't prepare these things, lest you go out to fight Time is useless!"

"...There is no one in the camp, but there is one in my manor," Mu Daguo's eyes widened, "Mo Junli, are you stupid? I can bring it from home myself!"

"That's right." The young man stretched out his hand and scratched his head belatedly, and regained his composure in a short while, "No, the one you brought from the house needs to be washed, this one is for one-time use."

"It's all stuffed with paper wadding mixed with some cotton, and the most common fine cotton cloth is used." He raised his jaw and ordered some packages, "Throw it away when you can use it—the time on the battlefield is so tight, you I don’t have the time to wash clothes every day.”

"So, you're quite ingenious." Mu Xici smiled but Mo Junli hurriedly nodded: "That's right, I also think I'm pretty good."

"I'll give this idea to Heling and the others to revise it later, and let that iron cock think of ways to optimize it and make it into a big product. Maybe it can make a lot of money if it is sold."

Master Mu couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, he punched the boy on the top of his head with one hand: "Shut up, I'm not praising you!"

"Hey." Mo Junli covered his head and moaned. The little girl calmed down and looked at the big pile of small things carefully. After a while, she broke into a smile: "Don't say it, the stitches are quite thin." .”

"I can't tell, Ayan, you're pretty good at handwork."

"That's necessary—" the young man gritted his teeth, "My mother left early. When Le Wan was a child, she saw that other people had clothes and purses embroidered by her mother and concubine herself, so they wanted them too."

"I couldn't hold her back, so I had no choice but to follow the nanny Haosheng to learn from female celebrities. Most of the pouches and sachets she wore at that time were made by me."

"However, I think this thing is similar to bandages and cotton wool. It is mainly practical, and there is no embroidery. Do you want to bring flowers? If you want... ouch!" The Great Master couldn't hold back and gave him another shot.

"I think you want to blow your mind." Mu Xici smiled, and after finishing speaking, she wrapped the package carefully, turned her head and said nothing, "Okay, I'll take the things, and you don't have to do this kind of work in the future."

"Weird | State of mind."

"It's just Guishui, it's going to be abnormal." The boy muttered and pursed his mouth. He felt that this was quite normal. It's not that the girl's upper body has a strange disease, so there's no need to make such a fuss. There is no need to deliberately avoid talking about it.

It's like someone doesn't have an old lady, or someone's old lady hasn't had menstruation.

harm.

Mo Junli shook his head and sighed. The Mu Da Guoshi who was walking to the door heard this, and turned his head while holding the door frame with a smile: "This is indeed normal."

"But for some reason, the same thing comes out of your mouth—"

The little girl smiled suddenly: "It's very abnormal."

　In fact, the cowardly attitude is correct and normal, and it is really nothing.

　　But I don't know why, but I also feel him~
　　So perverted hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

　　Maybe that's the problem, because he's just Le Wan's own sister, and my old mother belched early, and became a father and mother at the same time. The old mother's mentality hahahahahahahaha.

　　By the way, the little princess had already locked the door for him because she couldn't bear the trouble, and refused to visit him cowardly.

　　In the end, He Ling didn't make a lot of money, but Ning Lu made a lot of money.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)