Stunning weapon

Early the next morning, Mo Xiaochuan did not go to court.Mo Zhiyuan did not arrive either. After going to court, after waiting for a while, all the officials were a little puzzled when they were informed that the prince was unwell and could not come to court.However, the well-informed person seemed to smell something.Although Mo Xiaochuan's battle with Wu Zhanhou in the palace yesterday, and his subsequent conflict with Mo Zhiyuan were all covered up by the Divine Guard and no news came out, but someone still noticed something was wrong.

Yesterday, Mo Xiaochuan came back from the palace and smashed the wall of the palace with his fist, but he couldn't hide it.Many people felt that there seemed to be a conflict between the prince and the emperor. In addition, the matter of Kou Gu being blamed before was connected. All of this is not difficult to explain.

All officials have their own steelyard in their hearts. If such a thing happened before, they would definitely keep a distance from Mo Xiaochuan without hesitation.However, since Mo Xiaochuan has been in charge of the government for so long, they have also hesitated, as if they vaguely felt that the sky in Xiliang was about to change.However, no one is sure what it will look like.

After Mo Zhiyuan heard the news, he just sneered and didn't express anything.For the past two days, Wu Zhanhou has been sulking in the room. Mo Zhiyuan has always respected him, but this time, he obviously doubted him, and even secretly accused him, which made Wu Zhanhou a little bit can not stand it.He was in Xiliang, to put it bluntly, at least he was a guest official, and he was not Mo Zhiyuan's subordinate, so being accused by his apprentice would inevitably embarrass him.

What's more, what happened to Xiao Mozheng also made him very unhappy.Seeing Mo Zhiyuan's indifferent eyes when he parted from his parents with Xiao Mozheng, Wu Zhanhou always felt uncomfortable in his heart. He wondered if it was really time for him to leave.

At this time, little Mo Zheng was sitting in the room with his head bowed in the Empress Dowager's Palace. He felt sad and wanted to cry, but when he thought of his father's words, he endured it. His appearance made people feel distressed.

Mo Ying walked in, saw little Mo Zheng's appearance, she squatted down, smiled, and said, "What's wrong with Zheng'er? Are you unhappy? How about, Auntie will take you to pick flowers?"

The little guy shook his head.

"Grandma loves Zheng'er very much. Isn't Zheng'er happy staying here?"

The little guy raised his head, looked at Mo Ying, and said softly, "Grandma, Zheng'er misses mother so much..."

Hearing what the little guy said, Mo Ying didn't know what to say. She wanted to say, take Mo Zheng to find his parents, but she also knew that she didn't have the ability. After yesterday's incident, her own That imperial brother, I'm afraid, already has a grudge against him, so he will definitely send someone to keep an eye on him.

She shook her head lightly, looked at little Mo Zheng's appearance of ready to cry, and couldn't help but said: "Zheng'er can cry if he wants to. It's not good to hold back like this."

Xiao Mozheng shook his head, clenched his fist, and said, "No, I am Mo Xiaochuan's son, and I will swallow my tears."

Seeing the little guy say this with a serious look, Mo Ying couldn't help crying and laughing. She reached out and touched his head, and said, "If Zheng'er really misses his parents, he can practice. Wait for your After your martial arts have reached a certain level, my aunt thinks it's okay, so I will take you to see your parents, what do you think?"

"Really?" The little guy's eyes lit up and he raised his head.

Mo Ying nodded and said, "Really."

"Then what is a certain level?" The little guy looked at Mo Ying suspiciously.

Mo Ying thought for a while and said, "Auntie will tell you about it another day. However, Auntie will not intentionally make things difficult for you. Do you believe in Auntie?"

"Zheng'er believed it. Auntie, let's make a deal." The little guy said.

Mo Ying nodded.

"Grandma, is the grandfather who stopped Zheng'er from going home yesterday the emperor's grandfather that mother said?" Little Mo Zheng suddenly thought of Mo Zhiyuan's indifferent face at this moment, and asked involuntarily.

Although Yingying followed Mo Xiaochuan, in her heart, she always believed in Mo Xiaochuan's words that the two of them are not against human relations when they are together, but her identity is a bit embarrassing after all. In fact, no matter what, it is all Mo Xiaochuan's Cousin, with such an identity, it's not easy for her to tell her son.Therefore, Yingying never mentioned the matter of her natal family to Mo Zheng, and when she talked about these relatives in the palace to the little guy, she always talked about it from Mo Xiaochuan.

Therefore, Mo Zheng also knew about Mo Zhiyuan.Originally, he thought that this grandpa was so powerful that he was actually the legendary emperor. If he saw him one day, he would be very majestic and kind.

I finally saw this grandfather yesterday, and he was indeed very majestic, but he was not kind at all, and even a little annoying.At least, the little guy thought he was annoying.

When Mo Ying heard that Mo Zheng suddenly asked about Mo Zhiyuan, she couldn't help being a little surprised, but she still nodded.

"Grandpa Emperor, why are you so bad?" the little guy whispered.

Mo Ying's complexion changed slightly, she frowned and said, "Zheng'er shouldn't have said that."

"However, he bullied his mother and forced Zheng'er to not let Zheng'er go home... Zheng'er doesn't like him..." said the little guy.

Mo Ying shook her head and sighed, "Anyway, he is also Zheng'er's grandfather. Your mother should have taught you not to be rude to elders. Zheng'er shouldn't hold grudges against the emperor's grandfather."

"Okay!" Mo Zheng lowered his head.

Mo Ying shook her head lightly, and said, "Okay, it's time for Zheng'er to practice martial arts. Your mother will be disappointed if martial arts are neglected."

"Is Grandpa Wu okay?" The little guy didn't seem to want to answer Mo Ying's question, so he changed the subject.

"He's fine!" Mo Ying smiled, rubbed Mo Zheng's little head again, and said, "Zheng'er is practicing." She couldn't think of any way to divert the child's attention, if he Keeping sad like this, Mo Ying was really worried that something would happen to him. If he changed his personality because of this, it would have a great impact on him in the future.Although Mo Ying has always disapproved of the marriage between Mo Xiaochuan and Yingying, she loves this child very much.

She really has no reason not to like this kind of two-headed, yet so cute child.

At this time, Wu Zhanhou had already started to pack his luggage. In fact, his luggage was nothing but some books that he cherished. As for property, people at Wu Zhanhou's level already took it very lightly.

Wu Zhanhou didn't have any servants, and only an old man, who was busy helping him at the moment.

In his life, apart from martial arts, he had no other hobbies, and most of the books he collected were about martial arts.I didn't think I didn't tidy it up before, but now that I tidy it up, I realize that it can fill a whole car.

While Wu Zhanhou was busy, Mo Zhiyuan came to visit suddenly.Seeing Wu Zhanhou's actions, he frowned slightly and said, "Master, what are you doing?"

Wu Zhanhou saw that Mo Zhiyuan was about to part at this moment, and the resentment in his heart was much less. After all, the master and apprentice have been together for so many years, and it really made him hate Mo Zhiyuan because of what happened yesterday. He really did Not long after, seeing the astonished expression on Mo Zhiyuan's face, his complexion calmed down, he shook his head slowly, and said, "It's nothing, I'm old, I should find a place to rest."

"Master is leaving?" Mo Zhiyuan asked.

Wu Zhanhou nodded, and said: "Well, I've been away, so I'll be quieter. Recently, I've always felt uneasy. It should be the end of the day. I don't have a few years to live. I want to calm myself down..."

People like Wu Zhanhou, who have explored the original state to some extent, already have a vague premonition about their own lifespan.This is just like the old monk Mo Xiaochuan met in the cave on the back mountain of Dafeng Temple.If the old monk didn't feel that he would not live long, he wouldn't have said so much to a strange boy who came suddenly.

Although Wu Zhanhou didn't have the cultivation level of an old monk, he still had such a feeling. Therefore, what he said was not alarmist or an excuse to leave.Mo Zhiyuan seemed to have a look of pain on his face. Regarding Wu Zhanhou's words, he didn't know if he believed it, but he closed his eyes, shook his head, then opened them again, and asked: "Master really wants to leave? I asked you to stay, do you want to go too?"

Wu Zhanhou shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, don't make things difficult for me. This time, I have decided to go, so I don't want to stay any longer."

Mo Zhiyuan smiled wryly, and said: "Since the master has already made a decision, then I won't say any more. I will send someone to help you clean up."

"No need!" Wu Zhanhou waved his hand and said, "They don't know what I want, so letting them come will only add to the chaos."

"Where is Master going, can you let me know?" Mo Zhiyuan asked.

"It's hard to say now." Wu Zhanhou thought for a while and said, "We'll talk about it when we settle down."

"Since the master is leaving, let's have another drink, master and apprentice." Mo Zhiyuan showed a look of pain and reluctance on his face, and said, "This is a farewell wine for the master!"

Wu Zhanhou hesitated for a moment, saw the look of expectation in Mo Zhiyuan's eyes, shook his head and sighed lightly, still couldn't bear to refuse, nodded lightly, and said: "Okay. It doesn't matter, just here, a glass of thin wine good."

"Master, please move." Mo Zhiyuan said, "Let this disciple perform his filial piety one last time."

Looking at Mo Zhiyuan's face, Wu Zhanhou seemed to see the young man back then, and couldn't help feeling soft, nodded and said, "Okay."

Afterwards, the two left Wu Zhanhou's residence and walked towards Mo Zhiyuan's bedroom. Along the way, Mo Zhiyuan said very little, and his face was mostly depressed. For Wu Zhanhou to leave, for him, Seems like a big hit.

It wasn't until he got close to the sleeping palace that Mo Zhiyuan said: "Master, I know that I have been a little disrespectful these days. I thought that the master would be the same as before and would not blame the disciple. But I didn't expect that this time, I would be so disrespectful." Master is heartbroken."

Wu Zhanhou shook his head and smiled, and said: "Actually, I don't blame you for wanting to leave, and you shouldn't think about it. I'm getting old, and sometimes I can't do things well. Over the years, my martial arts have not improved. I want to use these last few years to pass on a book of martial arts, and it won't be considered a one-time visit to this world in vain."

"It's good that the master has such an idea. If the master has any difficulties and needs help, he only needs to write a book. It is a very difficult task, and the disciple will definitely help the master to do it." Mo Zhiyuan said seriously.

Wu Zhanhou originally wanted to ask Mo Zhiyuan to send Mo Zheng back to his parents, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up. He knew that Mo Zhiyuan would definitely not agree to this, rather than embarrassing both parties If they broke up unhappy, it would be better to drink the parting wine calmly. Later, when they think about it, they also have a concern for each other.

Therefore, he smiled, nodded slightly, and said: "If necessary, the old man will."

Mo Zhiyuan didn't say anything more, he invited Wu Zhanhou to enter the bedroom, ordered someone to serve the food and wine, and the two sat down. This time, Mo Zhiyuan didn't put on the airs of the emperor, but gave Wu Zhanhou the main seat.

Wu Zhanhou was not polite either, and sat down directly.

Mo Zhiyuan poured the wine for Wu Zhanhou himself, and said: "Master, drink a few more glasses. I don't know when we will see each other this time. Disciple is like a canary in this palace, and it is difficult to get out of this palace." The master has to concentrate on writing again, and I am afraid that he will not have time to come back. I will respect the master."

Wu Zhanhou nodded, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down.

Mo Zhiyuan showed a look of pain on his face, and drank it down: "Master has been by my side for so many years. This time, Master is leaving. I am really sad in my heart. I still remember when Master taught me martial arts for the first time. , I still remember that the master fought back the enemy for me..."

As Mo Zhiyuan spoke, the circles of his eyes looked a little red.

Wu Zhanhou also became agitated, he waved his hands lightly, and said: "Don't say anything... Master will keep these things in mind, Zhiyuan, in fact, Master has always been very optimistic about you, but unfortunately, you didn't concentrate on talking to me. Martial arts, it's a pity... Otherwise, your aptitude should be no worse than Xiao Chuan. Back then, when the master saw you and Zhiming for the first time, he was very surprised by you two. Over the years, no one except Xiao Chuan could do it. Compared with you, even Zheng'er is inferior to you... Alas, what a pity..."

When Wu Zhanhou said this, he couldn't help showing regret.

Mo Zhiyuan shook his head lightly, and said: "Master, in fact, there are thousands of paths to follow in the martial arts journey, and it may not be necessary to follow which path, what do you think?"

Wu Zhanhou frowned, as if he was thinking about Mo Zhiyuan's words, but he couldn't figure out what Mo Zhiyuan meant.