Yu Jun

Chapter 282 Here Comes
Wu Jin, like the surrounding Hanlin bachelors, all wore scarlet robes, but the prince could spot him at a glance among the many civil servants.

This man is young, handsome, and talented. He should be in a high-spirited state, but instead he has a pale and ancient mood, like a silent mountain holding a mist, or like a calm lake hiding turbulent undercurrents.

Such a person, as an official in the court, can not only understand His Majesty's thoughts, but also stand up for the people. He is smooth and without losing his means. He is really a person.

Since he is a person, he must be able to detect his Majesty's intentions. In the future, when the clan's power is weak and the country is in peace, it is the time when good bows are hidden. Why doesn't Wu Jin take precautions and plan a way out for himself?
Under the scorching sun, the prince's eyes were burning and thoughtful, and he actually wanted to take Wu Jin into his own hands.

As the Eastern Palace, there is only a power struggle with His Majesty - as a monarch, it is taboo for the prince to be aggressive and have cronies in the court, so he must raise other sons to check and balance. As a Eastern Palace, if he wants to secure his position as the Crown Prince, he must have His own confidant.

Over time, the family relationship between father and son disappeared, leaving only suspicion, grudge, and defensiveness, and the vassal king took advantage of the situation and took away the throne of the crown prince.

He needs a smart person like Wu Jin - kind, sharp, thoughtful, safe and helpless.

And he will never switch sides.

The prince, thinking of recruiting talents, withdrew his gaze, walked down the tower, and continued to wait.

In the silence, everyone quietly raised their heads and looked into the distance from time to time. As the sun rose higher and higher, a plume of smoke suddenly rose from the distance, followed by the sound of horse hooves turning over lamps.

Two large soap-colored banners with high teeth were first displayed in front of everyone's eyes, making a hunting sound. On the banner, there was only a golden word "Mo" written on it. Dragons and phoenixes danced, majestic and unrestrained, directly on the flag.

When the prince saw these two big flags, the past emperor's anger flashed in his mind and he wanted to capture the Mo brothers and sisters.

In the blink of an eye, several thoughts ran through his mind, but their expressions were obscured by the veil.

Then, he saw Mo Lingfeng on the horse.

The scenery beside the road has not withered yet, with yellow chrysanthemums and red maples standing majestically. Mo Lingfeng wears a bag with a cluster of red tassels on the top, and wears a five-color jacket, with dark green as the armor pattern, red brocade as the edge, and green tassel as the edge. The skirt has red silk ribbons flying everywhere, and a pair of gold necklaces are illuminated by the sun, and the golden light shines.

Inside the armor was a white narrow-sleeved gown with flowers woven with silver thread on the skirt. She carried a knife at her waist. As she pulled the bridle forward, the beautiful autumn scenery on both sides of the road was suppressed by her.

Only two of the bodyguards behind her were men, and the rest of the entourage were women, dressed similarly to Mo Lingfeng.

The officials waiting here suddenly felt an incredible feeling.

There have been countless rumors about Mo Lingfeng and the Detachment of Women in Kyoto, which even attracted many women in the capital to dress up as men and go out and play in a bold and bold manner.

They thought the same was true for the Women's Army, where women disguised themselves as men and were rude and bold. Even though they were women's soldiers, they still tried their best to imitate men's words and deeds in order to occupy a place among men and impress men.

They did not expect that the Detachment of Women was similar to a man except for its armor, but it also looked like a natural daughter.

As Mo Lingfeng walked closer, his face became clearer and clearer. It was a face that was shockingly young.

She got off her horse and paid homage to His Royal Highness.

The two of them both made pretense, one thanked the emperor for his great kindness, and the other thanked the general for guarding the border. After finishing the pretense, they walked hand in hand and entered the city.

Mo Lingfeng only brought a hundred women's troops here. There is no need to station outside the city. They can go to Beijing with Mo Lingfeng, but they do not need to enter the palace and will be resettled elsewhere.

Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin were only about twenty steps apart, but their eyes never met. The short distance was like a chasm.

Wu Jin walked with his colleagues, his hands tightly clenched into fists and hidden in his sleeves. The expression on his face was the same as the others, smiling and full of joy.However, the moment his eyes touched Mo Lingfeng, the blood all over his body boiled, hitting his bones and flesh hard, making a buzzing echo.

All the meticulous care and exhaustive efforts he made in Kyoto were all insignificant at this moment and not worth mentioning.

The prosperous capital of Kyoto withered and shattered in his heart, the towers of the Forbidden Palace collapsed, everything was blurry, and only Mo Lingfeng, who carried all the good things in his youth, was left.

It turns out that the love of my youth is the imprint left in the blazing fire and will never fade.

Even the karma fire of hell cannot burn those years of the sound of the xun at night, beating horses in the pasture, playing in the studio, calling for exams in autumn, the exam tickets sent before spring, and the enthusiasm of running on snowy nights.

In his heavy life, apart from this touch of enthusiasm, it was nothing but desolation.

The joy could not be suppressed, it was not at the corner of his lips, but at the tip of his eyebrows. When his eyes swept over the decaying grass on the roadside, they were full of affection.

He had to walk with his head lowered and his eyebrows lowered. Fortunately, the people around him were all happy and no one noticed his difference.

King Wei walked behind the Crown Prince and looked at Mo Lingfeng from time to time - he had a clear understanding of His Majesty's thoughts. Your Majesty did not want to keep her, so he was willing to join the game to solve His Majesty's problems and to find a future for himself.

He looked at Mo Lingfeng, and then looked at the people Mo Lingfeng brought.

The two guards were neither outstanding, one was stupid and big, and the other was short. I didn’t know which one was Dou Lanhua and which one was Nomad Qing.

On the list, Dou Lanhua's achievements are still outstanding, but they are not top-notch, and Nomad Qing has almost no military exploits.

The group of people had different thoughts. When they entered the city, the honor guard surrounded the prince's chariot. The imperial army protected General Guide who came from afar. Hundreds of officials followed closely behind. The momentum was unprecedented.

There were lights and colorful decorations on both sides of the street, and the people in the city lined the streets to watch. People turned into water and spread from the ground to the walls, trees, and tiles. When they saw such a young female general, they were all stunned.

Immediately the general had long eyebrows and eyes like paint, which was completely different from what they thought!
The crowd was in an uproar.

But Mo Lingfeng didn't care about the thousands of eyes, and only looked at the Xuande Gate of the Forbidden Palace, which was getting closer and closer.

The Xuandemen pier is unreachable, with dragons and phoenixes engraved between the bricks and stones, as if the clouds are about to fly. There are three gates in the middle, with gold nails and red lacquer on the gates. Above the door openings, there is a gate tower connecting the left and right gates, with red railings, colorful sills, and steep inscriptions. The layers of eaves, together with the glazed tiles, look like a flying red bird with spread wings.

The palace door on the left was open, and there were many servants standing there, like the mouth of an urn, waiting for Mo Lingfeng to enter.

The prince's fight stopped here. After the chamberlain saluted, Mo Lingfeng got off his horse, took off his sword, and handed it to the chamberlain who came forward. Without any hesitation, he stepped into this magnificent urn.

Her eyes fell on the palace with engraved carvings. She stepped on the white jade stone steps, walked along the royal road, her clothes brushed the drum stone, and entered the corridor of the hanging arch palace. The sunlight was blocked by the four roofs, and her eyes suddenly darkened. .

The chamberlain outside the door entered first, and only when the emperor called him did Mo Lingfeng cross the red lacquer threshold and enter the palace.

The sunlight that had just been blocked slanted into the hall from the window panes and fell to the ground like broken gold. Mo Lingfeng raised his feet and stepped forward. From a little distance away, he was guided by the chamberlain and knelt down to the emperor above the imperial palace.

After shouting, Mo Lingfeng raised his head slightly, and his eyes turned fiercely from the emperor for a moment.

(End of this chapter)