Yu Jun

Wu Jin's heart felt dull and dull, and desire became a sharp blade, rushing through his body.

He didn't dare to move, didn't dare to think, and waited quietly for the wave to subside. However, he couldn't help but recall Mo Lingfeng's every move just now.

His body was filled with pain, and he couldn't remember what he said to Wu's mother. He just leaned back impatiently, stretched his legs, and looked up at the top of his head.

It was cold, and the heat in his body gradually subsided. After an unknown period of time, Father Wu's cry of pain came from the main room. He woke up from his trance, got up quickly, and ran out without even having time to put on his coat: "Dad, it's Doesn’t your leg hurt?”

While he was awake all night, Mo Lingfeng slept peacefully.

This huge and ancient mansion, on snowy days, froze up the gloomy and decaying smell, and exuded a bone-chilling cold air everywhere, just like Mo Qianlan.

Mo Qianlan is cold. She has grown up in this cold embrace since she was a child. Wherever Mo Qianlan goes, he will hold her in his arms. Now the cold breath has the smell of Wu Jin, and she is restless. My mind calmed down and I slept until the end of the night.

It was already daybreak, so she washed and ate. After a full meal, she was about to go to the fort. Cheng Ting came in from the corner door and blocked her in the passage.

He held a small yellow dog in his arms and showed it to Mo Lingfeng: "Look at this dog! Old Huang has been reincarnated!"

Mo Lingfeng suspected that he was a young lost dog and was in a state of confusion. He took the riding whip from Yin Nan and glanced down at Xiao.

The puppy's coat is very yellow, but other than that, there is nothing unusual about it.

She strode out: "Yellow dogs are everywhere."

Cheng Ting chased her: "This one is different. Look at the eyes, nose, and mouth. They are all the same."

Mo Lingfeng turned his head and glanced at the dog's ear, and saw that a piece of the dog's ear was missing. No wonder Cheng Ting didn't mention it: "I didn't notice it."

"Call one for her, Xiao Huang, call one!"

Mo Lingfeng didn't hear the dog barking. When he looked at it again, he saw that the dog was not very old, but under Cheng Ting's eager request, the dog's face drooped, showing a scornful old look. It was indeed as disgusting as the old yellow dog. The energy of the strange yin and yang energy is somewhat similar.

She nodded and said, "Like."

Cheng Ting was very happy and hugged the dog like a son: "I said, I had an argument with my son yesterday. I went out to look at the dog and called him a pig. It ignored me. I bought a bun and fed it. He gave me a fake smile with a straight face, and this little energy was obvious to me as soon as I saw it.”

He almost jogged in order to keep up with Mo Lingfeng: "Are you going to Bao Zhai?"

Mo Lingfeng nodded and turned to call Yin Bei: "Let Mr. Cheng live in Jiusixuan."

As she spoke, she had already left the corner door. Cheng Ting stopped at the door, lowered his head and asked the dog: "How did she know that Hui Ran wouldn't allow me to go back?"

Yin Bei thought to himself: You have already quarreled with your two-year-old son, how can you still go home?

The dog sneered and buried his head.

Mo Lingfeng rode back to the fortress and waited for the new emperor's order to arrive.

As Wu Jin expected, the emissary arrived at Kuanzhou Prefecture at Chenshi. The new emissary was Liao Wei, deputy envoy of the Military Registration Room of the Privy Council. Liao Wei was over forty years old. He and six personal entourage, carrying the edict on their backs, rode to Kuanzhou. state.

Because he arrived so quickly, no one in Kuanzhou Prefecture knew about it yet. Liao Wei did not go to Mo Mansion or Bao Zhai, but went to Hou Fuzhong Mansion first.

Hou Fuzhong followed him and hosted a banquet in honor of him. He also asked about the imperial order. Liao Wei did not hide anything and explained everything in detail. After finishing speaking, he stood up and bowed: "I would also like to ask Hou Zhizhou to give you some advice on how to survive out of the sake of our friendship. "

He knew that Kuanzhou was now a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If he was not careful, he would be doomed. After thinking about it for a long time, he thought that all the matters related to Kuanzhou were reported to Kyoto by Hou Fuzhong. He should know the details of Kuanzhou and he could ask.

Hou Fuzhong stood up quickly, avoided the ceremony, and asked him to take a seat: "Your Majesty wants you to enter the capital with General Mo?" Liao Wei nodded: "Yes, your Majesty has just ascended the throne, his reign title has not been changed, and his title has not been added. The order is the last one of the late emperor." , if Your Majesty does not handle it properly, it will inevitably cause doubts among the ministers."

Hou Fuzhong sighed: "Although General Mo is a woman, he has dragon eyes and a phoenix neck, which is beyond the reach of other people. His temperament is a bit——"

He thought of Mo Lingfeng's expression, that gloomy and indifferent look, which regarded human life as nothing, and then thought of the King of Wei, Qin Fang and others who died in Kuanzhou, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing him like this, Liao Wei's heart immediately sank: "How is your temperament?"

Hou Fuzhong waved his hand, unwilling to elaborate. He also thought about the new emperor's plan and Mo Lingfeng's actions, but he couldn't see the overall situation for a moment. He could only say: "General Mo is smart. He can tell the whole story at a glance. Don't think you can deceive her." Enter Beijing."

"It's natural."

"Don't be arrogant in your words. When you meet the soldiers, you must lower your words and posture. In this way, General Mo will probably not take your life today."

Liao Wei asked anxiously: "What happened after today?"

"Compared to Kyoto, Kuanzhou is a bit colder. It's common for you to fall ill if you're new here."

Liao Weifu reached his heart, slapped his thigh, and said with a smile: "Yes! Within three days, I will be ill and return to Beijing for treatment."

Hou Fuzhong nodded: "After you come out of the fortress, you go to the magistrate's office and ask Magistrate Wu to take you in for three days."

"Wu Jin?" Liao Wei thought of Wu Jin's death remonstrance, and nodded more and more, "Zhifu Wu is an upright man, and if anything happens, he will definitely send me out of Kuanzhou."

Hou Fuzhong smiled and did not tell anyone about the close relationship between Wu and Mo. At the same time, he was worried about himself - Liao Wei could leave, but he had nowhere to go. He thought of many ways to get out of Kuanzhou, and so far, No news from either.

Liao Wei was emboldened by the heartfelt words in Hou Fu and stood up to say goodbye: "I wonder where General Mo is at this time?"

Hou Fuzhong also stood up and put on the crane cloak: "In the fort, I will take you out of the city."

A group of people rode out of the city and rushed to the suspension bridge. The soldiers saw the gold medal in Liao Wei's hand and immediately used the horn as a message to convey the news. The people in the fort lowered the suspension bridge. Dutou, who was patrolling the racecourse, sent a soldier inside to report the message and then invited the emissary. On Bridge.

Hou Fuzhong refused to enter the fort and turned around to leave before the suspension bridge was lowered. Liao Wei climbed onto the suspension bridge nervously, hearing the roar of the wind blowing across the glacier. He felt more and more that the sun was blocked by the flags above his head and his future was uncertain.

When he entered the fort, a team of people was transporting a dozen thin black lacquer coffins out of the fort. He quickly led his entourage to one side.

A small man led ten people forward, raised his head and asked, "Is this the emissary from Kyoto?"

Liao Wei quickly turned over and dismounted, handed the riding whip to the person behind him, and said with cupped hands: "Yes, I wonder what you call the general?"

"Young Minister Nomad, please take control of the Japanese army," Qing Nomad returned the salute and spoke in a gentle tone to the unfortunate envoy, "General Mo has been promoted to the generals, please send the envoy to go."

Liao Wei followed and walked forward: "May I ask You Dutong, what happened to the coffin just now?"

The Nomad Qing replied: "They are the soldiers who died in the battle at the beginning of the month. They were gathered in the fort and sent home in batches."

After hearing this, Liao Wei couldn't help but be speechless: "This is too waste of money and resources."

The Nomad Qing glanced at him: "Why, if the envoy dies in a foreign land, why don't he return to his roots?"