Yu Jun

Wu Jin turned around and asked Qi Chang to pour hot water, at the same time she reached out and rubbed her temples, when the hot water came, she got up and twisted a handkerchief, and handed it to Cheng Ting to wipe her face carefully.

Cheng Ting washed his face clean, his eyes were already swollen.

Wu Jin took the veil away: "Take off your outer shirt."

Cheng Ting took off the outer double-breasted gown according to his words, only then realized that he was sweating from crying, he sniffed: "Wu Jin, I think what Lefeng said is right."

Wu Jin handed the shirt to Qi Chang to hang up, and rubbed medicine on him: "What capacity are you doing?"

"I—" Cheng Ting was tongue-tied.

Wu Jin continued: "Your elder sister is Miss Xu's friend, you are not, you rush to Huzhou, stand up for her, and kill Master Ding for her. For her, it is not a timely help, but a worse situation. Once you leave any clues, It's just giving and receiving in private, enough for outsiders to force her to kill."

"Leaf does things without leaving traces."

"Even if it is clean and tidy, what will happen after Miss Xu becomes a widow? Will she be widowed in Ding's family or go back to her natal family to remarry? Will Mrs. Xu let her remarry? If she is forced to observe festivals in Ding's family, she is young and has no children. The road ahead will be difficult, how will you help her escape from the sea of ​​suffering?"

Wu Jin's series of questions made Cheng Ting dizzy and speechless for a moment - he had never thought about these things.

Subconsciously, he mistook Xu Huiran for Mo Lingfeng, but forgot that they were not walking the same road at all.

He felt Wu Jin's hand wipe the back of his neck, once and for all, methodical and strong, it was a hand that people could trust and rely on.

"Wu Jin," he grabbed Wu Jin's wrist backwards, "I can't stand by and watch."

When he thought of Xu Huiran's situation, he felt chilly, and even Mrs. Xu's face became hideous.

Wu Jin patted his paws away, finished wiping the medicine on him, went to the washing rack to wash her hands, picked up a white towel in her right hand, and wiped off the fingers of her left hand one by one: "Let her have the right to choose. "

He changed the handkerchief to the other hand and wiped his right hand in the same way. He walked back to the table and sat down, turning his gaze to the window.

Outside, there is sometimes wind and rain, and the mountain babbler hides in the canopy of trees, occasionally making a low cry.

Mo Lingfeng stood under the canopy of the tree, looking down at the roster that Yin Nan brought back.

He withdrew his gaze: "We must hold onto the Ding family's handle, not just for petty trouble, but it must be enough for Madam Xu to compromise with the Ding family. In this way, Miss Xu will have a choice."

Cheng Ting frowned: "But it's too far away, how can I find out what's going on with them?"

"You can start arresting Mrs. Xu, and then send a letter to Huzhou, let Miss Xu pay attention, but don't show any traces."

Cheng Ting frowned and thought for a while, then stood up suddenly, his eyes lit up: "I have a friend who told me about Mrs. Xu's business outside!"

He walked to the screen, took off the coat that Cheng Zhifu had torn and put it on, and hurried out: "I'm going to my eldest brother-in-law's house right now, and let my eldest sister write a letter."

When he reached the door, he turned back, picked up his big package, and left Jiusixuan again.

Wu Jin got up and stood facing the window with her hands behind her back.

Outside the window, Mo Lingfeng stood under the shadow of a tree, the drizzle fell on her hair, and under the sky, there was a deep and cold light, Cheng Ting yelled at her, and then ran away, Mo Lingfeng Feng glanced at him, then turned to look at the window, and smiled brightly after seeing Wu Jin's gaze.

Wu Jin's heart skipped a beat, and she felt that her eyes were like phoenix spreading its wings, when the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the spring was dark, and only Mo Lingfeng's dark eyes remained in front of her eyes.

Soon, his heart returned to its original position bit by bit, the wind and rain remained the same, Mo Lingfeng went back to the flower hall and sat down, patted the tiny drops of water on his hair: "Did you give Cheng San an idea?"

"Yes, I asked him to go find the Ding family. How is your recruiting going?"

"I sent someone to secretly go to the countryside to recruit."

Her women's army, known to the world, is not only a sharp weapon in her hands, but also a cover.

No one knew that You Muqing and Yin Nan were recruiting soldiers and horses in the fields and villages—what she wanted to recruit were strong laborers who worked in the countryside, regardless of gender.

Only strong laborers can fight wars, and rural talents are enough to obey orders. If they are literate, it is even better.

Last year, two materials were not harvested, and countless tenant farmers in counties and townships were displaced. It was time to recruit troops.

"How is it?"

"Very good, these people will be elite soldiers in the future," Mo Lingfeng suddenly smiled, "Zhong Jiaqing has a grandson who wants to join the army, but he refuses to follow Chong Jiaqing, he wants to come to my barracks, and Chong Jiaqing His nose is crooked."

"Oh?" Wu Jin rested her elbows on the table and crossed her fingers under her chin, with a half-smile, "The descendants of General Zhong must be dragons and phoenixes, right?"

"Zongtao? He's not my opponent yet."

"Have you sparred?"

"When I first entered the fortress, he beat me a lot. Later, he couldn't beat me anymore. If he wants to come, I don't necessarily want it. If it's for the sake of being a general."

"General Zhong is also a famous general. Instead of following his grandfather, he wants to follow you. He must think that the army you rule is superior."

"That's not true. He wants me to marry him."

Wu Jin was dumb for a while, but fortunately she didn't drink tea, otherwise she would spit out a sip of water, and then she took the word "Zhong Tao" deep in her heart, stopped asking, and said instead: "Where is your Xun, let me play a song and listen to it." .”

Mo Lingfeng immediately became interested, took out the xun he was carrying with him, and started whimpering and blowing.

After blowing, she asked Wu Jin: "How is it?"

Wu Jin nodded: "Okay."

Mo Lingfeng suppressed a smile: "Then I will play it for you tomorrow."

Wu Jin nodded readily: "Okay."

The next day, Wu Jin really came to listen to her blowing the xun again. After listening, he went to Shanyeju to look at the account book. Mo Lingfeng accompanied Mo Qianlan in the second hall. He didn't go out, and the house was silent until Feng Fan came in the afternoon. .

Feng Fan came here full of rage, and wanted to ask Mo Lingfeng if he planned to rebel!

Now there are only 8000 soldiers left in the Zhen Rong Army. Under the purge of the war, Zhong Jiaqing became the commander of the army and controlled the entire fortress. The soldiers and horses along the way-a total of 5000 people.

This route of soldiers and horses, with their own horns, is enshrined by the Mo family, and the generals in the fortress all know it well, but now that there are frequent wars and it is the time when people are in need, they can't move, and they dare not move.

The recruitment of troops is imminent, and this Zhong Jiaqing also has the meaning of controlling Mo Lingfeng - the town's army is fully staffed, and Mo Lingfeng can naturally be suppressed.

If she doesn't suppress it, Mo Lingfeng will devour the Zhen Rong army to the ground. Doesn't the war mean that she wins when she says she wins, and loses when she says she loses?
Chong Jiaqing couldn't even write a secret letter and throw her to the emperor - when the fortress mutinied, the gold captives would take advantage of it, and it would be a pain for the court after all.

Furthermore, since Mo Lingfeng has grown up to this point, they can't escape the responsibility, so can the emperor spare them?

Ever since Mo Lingfeng entered the fortress, she had been living between the cracks, fighting a bloody way out of countless worries, and when everyone wanted to deal with her again, she couldn't act rashly.