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

Chapter 724 In this battle, our lives and deaths are not important
"No, your plan is wrong." After walking back and forth in the main hall for a long time, Qiu Yue suddenly stopped in front of Mo Sangqing and said, "You went to attack the royal court, how could you go to the Liusha River?" Run to the east, all the way to Nanyan Castle? Do you think Mushu is a fool? Even if he is a fool, there must be someone who understands under him, right?"

Sitting and looking up at Qiu Yue, Mo Sangqing said in a low voice: "There is a business road leading to Jialan Temple in Nanyan Castle, Yunmo will go to Jialan Temple, and the witch who poisoned my father should be in Jialan Temple." In the temple."

"Is this true?" Qiu Yue asked, "Aren't you kidding me?"

"It's true," Mo Sangqing said, "Compared with rushing to the royal court, it's easier to go to Jialan Temple, so when I say I'm going to Jialan Temple, Tiemu Pagoda and Mushu will believe it."

"It's Yun Mo," Qiu Yue said, "If I don't stare at you and ask, won't you be able to do this?" This guy kept telling him that he was going to the royal court, and never mentioned that Yun Mo was going to Garan Regarding the matter of the temple, Qiu Yue looked at his friend and said, "Are you afraid that I will hate Yunmo?"

"What are you talking about?" Major General Mo shook his head, "I never thought about it that way."

"Forget it," Qiu Yue waved his hand indiscriminately, and said, "It's not been a day or two since you protected him. How many people did Yunmo bring to Jialan Temple?"

"Not many, about a dozen people," Mo Sangqing said.

Qiu Yue patted his head, what was he thinking?Yun Mo left the customs before them, this one can bring a soldier and horse, and pass in front of the Iron Wooden Pagoda?This is also impossible.

"Don't worry about..."

"Then we can't count on Yunmo," Qiu Yue said before letting Mo Sangqing finish his sentence, "Maybe you will have to save him when the time comes."

"The only thing that can make me safe is you and Fusheng." Mo Sangqing looked at Qiu Yue standing in front of him and said, "I don't count on others, I only count on you two."

"Think about it again," Qiu Yue didn't want to take on this burden at all, he would rather wait for Mo Sangqing to come to rescue him, "You can think of another way," Qiu Yue was almost begging Mo Sangqing.

"Our time is running out, Aqiu," Mo Sangqing said, "We can't delay."

"But what if something happens to you?" Qiu Yue sternly said, "You didn't bring [-] troops, you brought [-] bloody soldiers!"

"It's a sneak attack, how could anyone bring fifty thousand troops to sneak attack?" Mo Sangqing laughed, as if Qiu Yue was joking with him.

Qiu Yue stopped talking, it was difficult to say in a fight, but in terms of verbal disputes, he never won against Mo Sangqing.Young General Qiu began to circle the main hall again.

"We will leave the customs tomorrow," Mo Sangqing said.

Qiu Yue was thinking, I'd better shoot this person and forget it, if his leg was broken and his hand was broken, how could this person go out to die?

"Aqiu," Mo Sangqing said, "you have also seen the corpses of the people inside and outside the Futu Pass. If we lose this battle and let the Tiemu Pagoda occupy Liaodong, today's scene will happen in Liaodong. The whole territory."

"Don't scare me!" Qiu Yue shouted, "I didn't get scared!"

"When the Iron Wooden Pagoda descends from Liaodong to the south and rides the horse to the Central Plains," Mo Sangqing said, "What kind of scene do you think it will be?"

Naturally, it was hell on earth, what else could it be?
Qiu Yue stared at Mo Sangqing, and gradually his red eyes became even redder.

"I said, in this battle, our lives and deaths are not important," Mo Sangqing said with a calm expression on his face, "The important thing is the result."

"What about uncle?" Qiu Yue said, "What if Yun Mo didn't get the antidote?"

Mo Sangqing was silent for a while, and said, "He won't blame me."

"you!"

"If I lose Liaodong, my father will never forgive me in this life."

"What about Liang Yuan?" Qiu Yue asked tremblingly, "What about Liang Yuan?"

"She," Mo Sangqing frowned, smiled softly, and whispered: "Actually, Liangyuan doesn't need my care, she is a powerful girl, and she can take good care of herself." People in the court are not weak, they must cling to the dodder grass that was born.

"Won't she be sad?" Qiu Yue said, "Aren't you afraid that Liang Yuan will be sad?"

"Of course she will be sad." He raised his hand and pressed his uncomfortable stomach. Major General Mo said, "But there is resurrection. For that kid, Liang Yuan will live on."

"You're like this," Qiu Yue said, "Although we don't have much time, we still have time to send someone to Ming Xiaoguan. You go and ask Liangyuan, and you ask her if she agrees."

"Ah," Mo Sangqing sighed, "Aqiu, how does Liang Yuan take care of my affairs?"

"She is your own sister. If your uncle is sick, you have to take the elder brother as your father, don't you?" Qiu Yue said, "Oh, you are going to die and leave her alone. Why don't you ask me?" Her opinion?"

Mo Sangqing shook his head slightly, "Don't be sad for a long time in the world." He looked at Qiu Yue and said, "Whether it's family members, husband and wife, or brothers, how many people really died in the same year, the same month, and the same day?"

Qiu Yue has nothing to do with Mo Sangqing. Although this person treats people well, he is really cold when he is cold. It doesn't matter if he is cold to others, but this person is also cold to himself. "What about Miss Lu?" Qiu Yue Asked Mo Sangqing: "Have you thought about her?"

Mo Sangqing shook his head.

Qiu Yue gasped, and suddenly lost the strength to speak.

"Actually, it's a good thing for her not to marry me," Mo Sangqing said softly, "I can't give her much."

Qiu Yue sat down beside Mo Sangqing.

"That's it," Mo Sangqing patted Qiu Yue's hand, "Don't act like I'm already dead, how can I be sure to die?"

"I'm not a fool," Qiu Yue said.

"Me neither," Mo Sangqing said with a smile.

"You fucking are," Qiu Yue muttered.

"It's the first time someone says I'm stupid," Mo Sangqing was still laughing.

"Liaodong has a new master, ten years, 20 years, when this generation of Liaodong people get old and die," Qiu Yue said with eyes widening, "Who will remember you?"

"Who will remember us," Mo Sangqing said, "but so what? We joined the army to be remembered many years later?"

In the past dynasties, how many princes and generals have there been?As time goes by, how many people will remain in their names through the ages and will never be forgotten by future generations?

Qiu Yue sniffed and rubbed his eyes.

"It's a little risky," Mo Sangqing said again.

"Not at all!" Qiu Yue was angry again, and after yelling at his friend, Young General Qiu stood up, strode out, and said, "I can't do it tomorrow, let me take it easy!"

Mo Sangqing sighed, and didn't stop Qiu Yue. Qiu Yue was doing well. If the severe winter is here at this time, maybe the roof of the main hall has already been lifted by Young Master Yan.

Qiu Yue ran out of the Qiu mansion in one breath, he wanted to go for a run for a while, to calm down his messy mind, and it was impossible for him to calm down when he was with Mo Sangqing.

"Young General Qiu," someone called Qiu Yue outside the gate.

Qiu Yue heard the reputation, and saw a thin, white-headed old man standing on the steps outside the gate, "Mr. Meng?!" Qiu Yue was pleasantly surprised.

General Mo Shao's teacher, Meng Qiyou, a great Confucian in Liaodong, stood outside the gate of Qiu's mansion with his hands behind his back.

Qiu Yue ran out of the house and ran down the steps a few steps. This old man should be able to persuade his disciple, right?At this moment, Qiu Yue looked at Mr. Meng as if he was looking at his last straw.

(End of this chapter)