The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 46 The old man said that the world is broken

"What are we doing here?" King Qi, who was sitting on the snow, asked weakly.

"Wait," Prince Rui said, "Wait for Mo Xiao to talk to us."

King Qi looked up at Prince Rui, there was snow falling on Prince Rui's hair that was exposed outside the hat, as if his black hair had been dyed with frost.King Qi turned his head to look at the tower of the Emperor Tower, and the tower was also a vast expanse of whiteness. King Qi felt that his heart was also a vast expanse of whiteness. He didn't know where his future was, he couldn't see it, and he couldn't think it out.

Prince Rui lowered his head and glanced at King Qi who fell down in the snow and couldn't get up. He couldn't understand how Wang Qi was so overwhelmed, so he had to look away again.A piece of cloth that had been trampled on, was stained with snow and mud, the original color could not be seen was blown by the wind, and reached Prince Rui's feet.

A guard saw his master staring at the piece of cloth, so he bent down and picked up the piece of cloth, and showed it to Prince Rui.

Prince Rui reached out and brushed off the snow on the cloth, revealing a bright red background, and a magpie on a branch.

"Ah," the guard whispered, "This should be Xi Ban."

After entering the palace today, there are hundreds of happy banners alone, Prince Rui's eyes dimmed, and he ordered: "Take it and burn it."

The guard hurriedly ran away holding the happy banner.

Mo Liangyuan, Prince Rui twirled his muddy fingers, if this young lady hadn't had a heart to belong to, she would have aimed at the Liaodong iron cavalry in the hands of Mo Wangbei and his son, Mo Liangyuan would have been the woman their princes wanted.Sighing softly, Prince Rui pulled Piao Yuan's mind back, it was already a very good result for him to befriend Fourth Miss Mo.

On the official road going north, more than [-] corpses were lying on the snow.

Yan Dongjin protected Mo Liangyuan behind him, looked at the strong man who walked up to him with a knife, and said, "Master Rui's man?"

The strong man clasped his fists and saluted Yan Dong, saying: "Yes."

Yan Dongji's tense body loosened, and said, "Thank you."

"Even without us, General Yan can still deal with these petty people." The strong man looked at the appearance of five big and three rough, but he spoke very politely, "The Liaodong iron cavalry really deserves its reputation."

"Is there anything good about them?" Zhou Jing led his brothers to search their bodies, ran to Yan Dongjin, and said, "But I should be from the Duke Protector's Mansion."

"I wish General Yan a smooth journey," the strong man saluted Yan Dongjin again, "I will take my leave now."

"See you someday, I'll buy you a drink," Yan Dongjin couldn't see a smile on his face, but his words were very polite.

The strong man looked over Yan Dongjin's shoulder.

Mo Liangyuan, who was protected by Yan Dong, stood with her head bowed and remained silent.

"Go back to the city," the strong man waved at his subordinates.

Prince Rui's subordinates all got on their horses.

When the strong man was about to leave, he took another look at Mo Liangyuan. Mo Liangyuan was still the same as before, standing with his head bowed, and Yan Dong seemed to be in charge of the house.Obviously she is a very well-behaved lady, when the strong man rode away, he thought in his heart, the rumors from Mo's house, Miss Mo Si was born in the border, ignorant of etiquette, rude temper like a man in the army, now it seems that, From the very beginning, the Mo family didn't think Miss Mo Si would be happy!

"Prince Rui, please be careful," Yan Dongjin chased after the strong man.

The strong man sat on the horse, half turned around, and punched Yan Dong.

"Dare to ask brother's name?" Yan Dongjin asked again.

"Miangui's surname is Zhao," the brawny man said, "I'm Zhao Jihuan, General Yan has a smooth journey, I'll take my leave."

Hearing the strong man said that his name was Zhao Jihuan, Mo Liangyuan looked up at the strong man, she had heard of this name before, this man was born in the Jianghu, somehow got by Prince Rui's side, he was a very useful head guard by Prince Rui's side, in his previous life Li was shot by the little emperor for disrespect, and she stood by and watched at that time.Now watching Zhao Jihuan gallop away, Mo Liangyuan only feels that she might as well have died earlier in her previous life. She can't recognize good and bad, can't save people, and hasn't done the right thing. What is she living for? What?
As Zhao Jihuan and his party walked farther and farther, Mo Liangyuan couldn't help but whispered: "It's good that everyone is fine."

Yan Dong turned around, wiped off the snow from Mo Liangyuan's face, turned around and saw that Zhou Jing and the others were not in front of him, he opened his arms and hugged Mo Liangyuan, and whispered: "We are all out of the capital, what else can happen to us? The Duke can still support an army in his hands, at most this group of people, don't be afraid."

Glancing at the snowy ground, Mo Liangyuan asked, "Are they all dead?"

"Dead," Yan Dongji took Mo Liangyuan to the front of the war horse Brown Tu.

A dead body with its head and neck separated was lying on the road, and the blood was soaked red and dazzling.

Yan Dongjin raised his hand to cover Mo Liangyuan's eyes, and pulled Mo Liangyuan forward with the other hand.

Mo Liangyuan said: "I'm not afraid to see these."

"Don't look at it if you're not afraid," Yan Dongjin said, "It's okay, what are you doing looking at these? I'd rather you go and see more flowers and plants."

Mo Liangyuan was amused by Yan Dong's talk, and said amusedly: "Are there many flowers and plants in Ming Xiao Pass?"

Yan Dongjin carried Mo Liangyuan onto the horse, and then got on the horse himself, and said seriously: "I will plant a garden of flowers for you when I go back, it must be more beautiful than the one in the Duke Huguo's mansion."

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, gardens full of green trees and flowers in Duke Huguo's mansion are full of the charm of the south of the Yangtze River. How can the Grand General's Mansion, which is located at the border, compare to it?

"I don't like looking at flowers and plants," Mo Liangyuan said in a disgusted tone, "I don't even like anything in the Duke Huguo's mansion."

"Then plant what you like," Yan Dongjin said immediately, "I'll plant it for you, and keep what you like."

"Master Yan?" Zhou Jing had already got on the horse over there.

"Go," Yan Dong urged the horse to move forward.

The heavy snow kept falling, Yan Dongjin and Mo Liangyuan's group didn't go for long, the snow buried all the corpses on the official road, and from a distance, it looked like twenty or so raised snowdrifts.After waiting for half an hour, a caravan came to this official road, and a guy stepped on one of the snowdrifts and kicked the corpse out of the snow.

"Ah! My mother," cried the chap, startled.

The people in the caravan cleared away all the snowdrifts, and the corpses inside were all frozen into icicles.

"Yes, do you want to go back and report to the police?" A guy who was about to piss in fear asked his boss.

The businessman said with a bitter face, "Can the government still take care of this at this time?"

The buddies and the men who walked the bodyguards stopped talking, the city is in chaos, the old sage is gone, and who is the new sage has not yet been disputed, which government are they going to report?
"Let's go," the businessman finally made a decision, "These people don't look like good people, we can't control this matter."

The corpses were all middle-aged men, with a lot of weapons scattered around them, and they were all dressed in strong clothes. Such people were either officers and soldiers or bandits.Robbers, they haven't had time to hide from businessmen, and they will never provoke them. As for officers and soldiers, businessmen don't want to care about this...

After the caravan left, the corpses all over the place were quickly buried in the snow, and then they were discovered by later generations. All the people chose to leave and let these corpses lie in the heavy snow.

"The morals of the world are broken," an old man from Beijing sat in the car, looked at the corpses that had been picked up and shook his head. When people's lives are worthless, the morals of this world are not far from collapse.

(End of this chapter)