Yu Jun

The two people sat opposite each other in the monastery. Nomad Qing stood beside Mo Lingfeng. The whole monastery was quiet and secretive. The noisy noises dispersed like wind and smoke, and the figures cast their shadows on the ground, as thick as the waves in the bath.

It was still a cold night outside, the wind was blowing, and there were noises. The loudest shouts of "The doctor is here" were heard several times.

Mo Lingfeng asked: "What does the prince want?"

King Wei replied: "I will give you a marriage certificate based on your birth date."

Mo Lingfeng smiled: "Although I have been imprisoned and have no way to appeal, I still remember that when I was facing the enemy outside Sanchuan Village, I happened to encounter a strong sandstorm and saw a goshawk, walking against the wind, stretching out its sharp claws. He grabbed a yellow sheep and then flew higher and higher without a trace."

King Wei said: "Does this have anything to do with our affairs?"

"Guanggan," Mo Lingfeng said calmly, "Does Your Majesty know how heavy a yellow sheep is? Do you know how big the sand is?"

Without waiting for King Wei's reply, she said: "Your Majesty is a canary, living in the cage woven by His Majesty. I flutter my beautiful feathers and think I can compete with the orthodoxy. I am a wild eagle. I can neither enter the cage nor the cage." Will go along with it and will only eat you up.”

After saying that, she raised her head and bared her teeth to scare him. She didn't look fierce, but cute and clever, as if she was too naive and made arrogant words.

King Wei laughed and was about to compliment him on how cute he was, but Mo Lingfeng's next words stopped him from laughing.

"Your Majesty has a kingdom in his heart, but he cannot see it in his eyes. He is limited by the trivial matter of marriage. The sky and water of the Shuo River in Kuanzhou are the same color as blue, and the white snow covers the flowers. Don't you want it?"

King Wei's pupils shrank suddenly, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

The oil lamp dimmed after accumulating several lanterns. Without an order, Nomad Qing did not dare to leave his master's side easily, so that the light became dimmer and dimmer, and finally only a faint spark remained.

A shadow enveloped the two of them. More shadows of the Buddha fell on Mo Lingfeng's head. After being peeled away from Wu Jin, she was once again unmoved, her heart was still, her red and phoenix eyes were cold, and she gradually resembled Mo Qianlan.

King Wei's eyes flickered: "False promises are not enough for me to take such a big risk to save you from trouble."

Mo Lingfeng stretched out his hand and looked at the brown stains on his fingers under the faint light: "The prince has already held my cherished thing in his hands. The prince only needs to let him live, and I will write two confessions, confessing to treason and instigating him." thing."

"How do you get out of trouble?"

"Your Majesty, you don't have to ask. I will deliver Kuanzhou to you afterwards as your reward. Your Majesty will not have any doubts when we cooperate again in the future."

A vague thought passed through King Wei's mind, but it was quickly dispersed by the complicated thoughts: "Kuanzhou is the king's territory, and the name Jiedushi is just an empty shell. What is the general going to send?"

Mo Lingfeng smiled and said: "After this is done, I will give you a state's wealth."

King Wei put down his legs and sat upright - Kuanzhou is not rich, and the wealth of a state is not much, but the news revealed by Mo Lingfeng is that she will make Jiedushi live up to her name and actually control Kuanzhou!

Without any effort, he was able to get the support of a completely revived Mo family.

All this is not because of anything different about him, just because at this time today, he is here.

If it is the prince who comes, then this support belongs to the prince.

It turns out that holding Wu Jin is holding Mo Lingfeng.

"Within three days, the general is asked to stay in the monastery. Before Unity Hour on the 25th, the general please hand over two confessions. I will protect Wu Jin's life. After the matter is over, I also ask the general to keep his promise, otherwise Wu Jin will be broken into pieces here. "

Mo Lingfeng heard his own voice fall gently into his ears: "Okay."

Even if there is a plan in the fortress, it is still thousands of miles away at this time. I don't know what the chaos is like, and how long Zell can endure it. The longer the time is delayed, the better it is for her.In just three days, what was originally certain will become ambiguous.

Can the war come to an end as planned?

King Wei stood up to say goodbye and left here.

Yushitai Prison did not become quiet as he left, the noise remained the same. The guards left behind by King Wei performed their duties faithfully, keeping the cell handles as tight as iron barrels, and there was no leakage.

The days in prison are like years, and the days outside the prison are like dripping oil and constant explosions.

Literary students dipped their pens in ink, eloquently and eloquently cursed, and then classified civil and military officials into categories. Those who interceded for Wu Jin were all clear-blooded and praised them profusely. Those who interceded for the clan were all giant beetles. Everyone shouted for beatings, which was bad luck. The only ones who say nothing are those who are said by scribes to be those who act at the whim of the wind, and they will also sneer at them if they see them.

In chaos, on September 25, within the deadline given by the emperor, Fu Yan, Qiu Kai, and Yang Ying of the three divisions gathered at the Yushitai again.

Fu Yan is anxious, and so is Yang Ying. However, they are anxious about different things. Fu Yan is impatient and waiting for Mo Lingfeng's confession, but Yang Ying is anxious because the case of Jiyang County Prince has not been settled.

As for Qiu Kai, the Minister of Punishment, he was holding a tea cup and drifting with the tide.

Yang Ying ordered his entourage to run back and forth between Dali Temple and Yushitai. Fu Yan drank tea one cup at a time, went to the official room again and again, and asked for pulses over and over again. There was a big fire in his mouth in anxiety, but Wu Jin could not be stopped. Get rid of high fever.

If Wu Jin is not out of danger for a moment, Mo Lingfeng will never mention his pen.

When applying for the cards, Fu Yan couldn't bear it anymore. He slammed the tea cup on the table, stood up and went to get the crane cloak from the screen. Qiu Kai was startled, and the tea spilled on the back of his hand.

Fu Yan put on the crane cloak, strode out of the duty room, and rushed to the prison. When he saw Wu Jin lying on the couch, still unconscious, he felt anxious, his nose felt hot, and a nosebleed dripped out.

Unlike Qiu Kai and Yang Ying, he had a family, mentors, and could avoid cliques. He was anxious for himself and for the King of Wei.

He was wandering around in the prison, and when he saw the imperial doctor coming, he grabbed the imperial doctor with a pale face and asked. The imperial doctor was helpless and could only say: "Heavy doses can cause serious illness, but the medicine is very poisonous. Xuesheng Wu's internal organs have been damaged, and he is afraid of suffering from it." If you can’t help it, please ask Zhongcheng to make up his mind.”

Fu Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted "Ready the horse" and ran away.

He picked up his clothes and ran wildly out of Yushitai Prison. The horse had already reached the stone lion. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the whip from the doorman's hand, got on the horse, beat the horse and drove away.

He couldn't make the decision, so he went to the King of Wei to make the decision. Compared with the silent prince, the King of Wei who hired the imperial doctor for Wu Jin was now winning the hearts of the people.

The palace of Prince Wei was full of people, and they were entertaining guests. When Shujing saw him coming suddenly, he quickly took him to the flower hall first.

"Tell the prince quickly." Fu Yan was still breathing. "Mo's confession hasn't been written yet. Wu Jin hasn't woken up yet."

After taking a deep breath, he told Shujing what the imperial doctor said: "Please give me an idea."

After Shujing heard this, he hurried out and quietly sent a message to King Wei who was having a banquet. King Wei avoided everyone and was very hesitant.

After a cup of tea, King Wei gritted his teeth and said: "Use heavy medicine."

If it weren't for Mo Lingfeng, Wu Jin would have been a piece of cold, heavy rotten meat. Only because Mo Lingfeng wanted him to live, he lived for three more days.

He lowered his voice: "Tell the doctor not to worry about the future, just focus on the present and let him get better."

"Yes."