Yu Jun

At Mao hour, there was a cool breeze, and there were occasional chirping of insects and birds outside the window. After the heat dissipated, a faint trace of water vapor rose up and entered the hall. The smoke was stagnant and had the tendency to sink.

The red candle has not been extinguished, and there is no need to go to court early today. The palace people do not dare to enter without instructions. The entire palace, and even the entire capital, is silent.

Before Mao hour arrived, Wu Jin opened his eyes and looked at the dust above his head. The paper tent was as white as a monk's towel. The candlelight, skylight, and water vapor appeared on the paper tent like a phantom, like ripples of light or flowing clouds.

After staring for a moment, he remembered that he did not have to go to court today.

If you are not going to court, you should get up, write a page of large characters, and study "Yu Xia Shu".

"Yu Xia Shu" is an ancient book, so there is no rush to read it.

However, the revision of the "Daqi Law Order" needs to be revised in these three days, and there are also account books to review - all kinds of tedious things, piled up like a mountain, are urging him to get up.

But he didn't want to move, not only his limbs were weak, but his mind was also dull.

Mo Lingfeng moved slightly beside him. He turned around and hugged her into his arms. Mo Lingfeng buried her face in his arms and took a deep breath.

"It smells good."

Wu Jin chuckled: "It's the bath bean aroma of osmanthus stamens."

"No." Mo Lingfeng nuzzled his heart gently with the tip of her nose, without explaining.

Wu Jin had a grassy scent that penetrated her skin and clothes and reached her nose. Like the cold scent of Mo Qianlan, it could make her sleep peacefully.

She leaned into his arms, put her hands on Wu Jin's waist, and put one leg on his lap. She looked up at him with untamed savagery and enthusiasm in her eyes: "What time?"

"It's past time." Wu Jin touched her hair.

She was not wearing a crown, her hair was in a loose bun, and there was no gold or jade to hinder his hand. Her clothes were messy, and the skirt was skewed, exposing one collarbone and shoulder. The hem of her underwear was rolled up, all the way to her belly button, and her knee pants were also rolled up to her knees. above.

Skin-to-skin contact, ears and temples rubbing against each other, were things he had dreamed about countless nights, thinking that this would be a hopeless sight in his life.

He kissed the top of her head and reached down from her neck. When he saw that her back was dry, no sweat, and slightly cool, he whispered: "The weather is going to change. I'll close the window."

He let go of Mo Lingfeng, stretched his legs out of bed, pulled on his shoes with his bare feet, went out and closed the window, came back and tucked Mo Lingfeng's quilt tightly, sat on the edge of the bed, put on his socks with his feet on the edge of the bed.

Mo Lingfeng got out of the quilt, lay down behind him, put her ear to his heart, and listened to the movements in his body.

Wu Jin was born mature and was good at being immovable, but his body did not lie. At this moment, his heart was beating violently in his chest. The longer she listened, the more it became like a thunder drum. The intense joy and her were separated by flesh and blood. The bones fit her voice.

Wu Jin's garter-tying hands were shaking, and she managed to put one on. She turned around and knocked Mo Lingfeng down: "What are you doing?"

Mo Lingfeng hugged his neck and kissed him. At the same time, there was a knock on the door of the palace.

Wu Jin got up with a red face, sat on the edge of the bed and continued to put on the other sock, pulled on the shoes, took off the white blouse from the screen and put it on, tied the silk ribbon, and then bent down to pick up the heels.

"I'll open the door." He couldn't help but approach Mo Lingfeng and kiss her lips.

He found the comb, combed his hair into a bun, accurately found the box and cage where the clothes were placed, put on the futou, and opened the palace door.

The autumn wind mixed with drizzle covered his body - the weather had indeed changed.

The palace maid walked in quietly carrying hot water, dressed Mo Lingfeng and tied her hair, and scooped water to wash herself.

The two of them washed up separately, and after half time, they sat down to have breakfast together. They were about to go to the side hall to discuss the law together. Cheng Suning hurried to Funing Palace with an umbrella. When he stepped into the palace, he knocked his foot on the threshold and walked straight forward. Fall away.

Fortunately, Yin Bei was at the entrance of the palace and grabbed her. Cheng Suning was startled and turned pale. Without stopping, she grabbed Yin Bei's arm and rushed in: "Your Majesty!"

Mo Lingfeng put down his pen and walked out of the side hall with Wu Jin one behind the other: "Give me a seat."

She waved her hand to save Cheng Suning from saluting: "In accordance with the laws of heaven, there is only one right and wrong in the country. You are in charge of everything in the palace. Don't panic. I will handle everything by myself."

The palace maid moved the embroidery pier, Cheng Suning slowly sat down, took a deep breath, and saw that Mo Lingfeng was calm and calm. Then he looked around, the palace people were all panic-stricken, and he suddenly felt that he was too rash.

She is the leader of the people in the inner court, and her words and deeds set an example for the people in the palace.

"Your Majesty, I have lost my temper. Envoy Cheng Chongzheng has important military matters. Please see Your Majesty and order me to come and report as soon as possible."

Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin looked at each other and saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes - Cheng Taishan would never enter the palace if there was no important matter today.

"I ordered him to come to the Wende Hall and change his clothes before driving."

"Yes."

Cheng Suning stood up and excused himself, and went out to announce the news. Mo Lingfeng changed into a narrow robe, and Wu Jin put on purple clothes. The two of them sat at the banquet together and headed to Wende Hall.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Cheng Taishan had already arrived outside the palace. Also coming with him was Dou Lanhua, the military supervisor of Jeju.

Xiao Dou was dusty, his clothes were soaked by the drizzle, and he had not yet changed them, so he bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty."

Mo Lingfeng raised his hand to signal him to stand up: "Who is on duty in Jeju?"

"General You, go," Xiao Dou got up from the ground and said hurriedly, "At Yin time the day before yesterday, Da Zhao suddenly sent troops to attack the east gate of Jeju. The ministers and others fought with all their strength. During the fierce battle, Da Zhao detached a navy to attack the dock. One hundred and eighty warships, ten fortune ships, and five tower ships were burned, and more than half of our navy was lost."

Wu Jin's expression suddenly became solemn.

Zhao Zhan spent all the money collected by the Jokhang Wude Division on the navy.

Reusing Wudesi will have many disadvantages in the long run, but it does give Jeju Terminal a hard blow at the moment.

Cheng Taishan cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the navy's deployment was unfavorable and the warships suffered heavy losses. Today at Yinshi, I also received intelligence from Jokhang Kyoto that naval forces from Jiaozhou and Yashan have entered Beijing. It seems that Zhao Zhan has also begun to arrange the navy." Master."

The Mo family's army is good at riding and rushing, but not good at water fighting.

Mo Lingfeng did not speak, but slowly knocked on the imperial case. After three crisp sounds, she looked at Wu Jin: "What does Mr. Wu think of this matter?"

Wu Jin did not rush to answer. After thinking over and over again, he said in a deep voice: "There are natural dangers in rivers and rapids and huge waves in Kyoto and the southeast of Jokhang. The best defensive preparation is the navy. It is inevitable for Zhao Zhan to focus on the navy and light on the cavalry.

As for the battle at Jeju Pier, he chose to attack at this time. I thought it was not to take the city by surprise, but because of the military ethics of the officials. There was a gap between the monarch and his ministers, and the court was unstable. Zhao Zhan must reuse military officers and show the country. The military power of the court was used to silence the courtiers. "

At the end, he smiled helplessly: "By the way, it will also mess up our gods."

There are only four states in Daqi, and the Jeju Port is the top priority. If it suffers a heavy blow, people's morale and morale will be affected.

Mo Lingfeng nodded. Although his expression was solemn, he did not feel panic about this matter. He considered it for a moment and said: "Zhao Zhan has the intention of abandoning the northwest states since he is a heavy water master. Since he wants to establish a national dynasty——"

Suddenly there was a smile on her face: "Then I'm welcome."

She is warlike, and she wants to use the blood of the Zhao family to sacrifice Mo Qianlan. (End of chapter)