Remnants of Filth

"Woohoo" boils, and a pot of hot water is boiled.

The little monk took the towel and wrapped it with the hot copper handle, and carefully drew tea soup into the red clay pot.

This is a three-room house, with a narrow small hall. The blue curtain on the left covers the kitchenette, the thin door on the right is hidden, and the bedroom is sleeping.

He repeatedly wiped the table three or four times before bringing the tea tray over. In addition to the freshly brewed hot tea, there were two plates of nut snacks.

"Mo, Mo Shuai, please use tea."

This time the title is normal. When I was in the alley before, this little repairer was really frightened, otherwise I wouldn't blurt out anyway and spit out the ink to stop the "father".

"And this ..." He raised his eyes timidly, staring at Gu Meng in earnest, "Uh ..."

What should I call?

stepmother? Mom?

This person was covered by a mask, and he couldn't see the appearance afterwards, so Xiao Xiu was not quite sure what he should call him. But only in the alley, he felt that he was absolutely right. The godlike Mo Shuai and Jun, who were as indifferent as the gods, must want to kiss each other's face.

Although Mo coughed and explained to him that the friend had sand in his eyes, he was blowing it for him. But who would believe it?

The little monk couldn't help but be frightened and nervous, curious and frightened-oh dear, he actually broke the tragedy of Jun and Jun on the way home for shopping!

How to do how to do? Would He and Jun kill him? What goddess looks like? How long have they been together? Has Princess Mengze been caught in the drum?

Mo Xie, sitting at the table with a cold face, would not know. His seemingly respectful man was turning bubbles in his head, and each bubble was wrapped in an extremely dangerous problem.

Mo Xi took a sip of tea, and Xiao Xiu stared at his pale and thin lips, and the bubbles in his brain opened a few more:

It is said that men with thin lips are very affectionate. They used to think that He and Jun were an exception, but they did not expect it to be the same. Alas, Princess Mengze is such a pitiful person that she has been waiting for so many years, but she said she was abandoned if she was abandoned, so miserable! !!

But after thinking about it, this "mother-in-law" has never spoken since she saw him. He neither knew her voice nor her appearance, and she was wearing loose robes and a very large figure. Difficult to judge-maybe she is Princess Mengze? The princess wanted to swim with her and Jun, fearing that they would be seen by idlers. It was normal to wear an overlay.

Most probably, my heart was so undulating that I unconsciously showed it on my face. Mo Xi looked at him quite speechlessly, and put the tea cup down: "What are you thinking?"

"No no no! I didn't think of anything! I'm a wood without ideas!"

Mo Ju: "..."

Xiaoxiu covered his face, and then looked out from the gap between his fingers a moment later, muffled: "Mo Shuai, your ... uh, friend ... what does she drink?"

"He just drinks like me. We're just sending some Duanyang Longyan to the square for Elder Qingxu, don't sit for too long. You don't need to be busy anymore."

Talking about taking out some sweet and salty buns wrapped in Jiang Yexue's house from Qiankun's capsule.

Moxi didn't know how many mules he should keep, so he asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

Minoru scratched his head. "Just me."

Gu Mang listened beside him, and couldn't help but whispered "Huh?"

Xiao Xiu turned his head with a snorting noise, and looked at him in surprise.

It's no wonder that Xiao Xiu was stunned. Although he said it lightly, it was clear that he could hear a low voice, not his daughter's body.

Gu Mang couldn't help but secretly said that it was embarrassing when he suddenly heard the light faded out: "He had a cold chill last night, his voice was a little dumb, and he couldn't speak ... Could you bother you to make him a pot of hot **** tea? "

"Oh oh ... it's a dumb throat ..." Xiao Xi muttered, exhaling, "Of course."

After all, it was revealed, the two drank tea, left a **** for Xiao Xiu, spoke a few words, and then left his house.

On the road, Mo Xi asked, "Why are you so surprised when you just listen to him?"

Gu Mang said, "Well, it's a long story. That boy, he is my man."

"……I know."

"You know? My 30,000 remnants were later included in your Northern Frontier. I thought you couldn't tell which ones were my original brothers and which ones you recruited later."

Mo Xi said: "It's easy to recognize."

"How do you recognize?"

"The monks you brought, they called me stepfather."

"..."

The black leather military boots with iron plates walking on the blue brick path made a crunchy sound, and the ink faded lightly: "They thought I didn't know, but I knew them all. Just the one who was also, opened nervously in the alley. Just call my stepfather, and it's yours when you hear it. "

Gu Mang rubbed his nose a bit awkwardly, and only for a long time he uttered a sentence: "How can those ridiculous little rabbits give you a nickname?"

"It's nothing, it's fine." Mo Xi said, "Compared to me, you are indeed closer to them. You can remember the appearance of a minor repair after so many years, but I don't have much to them. Impressions, I'm not good at remembering these. I haven't come so close to the soldiers. "

Gu Mang laughed: "Your mind has used the scrolls and borders of the spells, and you really can't remember people."

"..."

Besides, I am afraid that we will talk about the reorganization of the North Front Army. Mo Xi doesn't plan to continue this conversation-he doesn't want Gu Mang to know the vicious oath.

In fact, his style of governing the army is just like his people. Hard and cold, it is easy to make people misunderstand that he does not take soldiers seriously. He was less likely to be inspiring with words, and less likely to win over the sergeant with tenderness.

So he took over the Northern Border Army for so long. His monks still respected him, feared him, and didn't love him.

In addition to the King, it is obvious that someone knows that he spent ten years of Yangshou to secure an army, and the soldiers of the North Front Army did not know what the "dad" in their mouth did for them.

Although it now seems that the vow of God ’s death is not important, Gu Mang has already made a guarantee for them, but Mo Xi ’s vow was only used by the king for the second time, even if he did not make the poison oath , King Shang will not disappoint the 30,000 blood. But what about it?

No one knows the truth while in the game.

Their "daddy" is boring, they don't like to talk good words, people are not gods, and they can't see the secret hidden under the surface. He may not be good enough, but he is already using his life to protect those he thought he was about to suffer.

Nevertheless, he only received a sincere "father."

A sentence "In the end Mo Shuai is a nobleman, and he won't be with us."

Who says ethnic discrimination is just top to bottom? The commander of a noble tribe involved in mud and dust has in fact been discriminated against by his soldiers and soldiers.

Mo Xi said: "Tell me about that minor repair. Why are you so surprised when you hear that he is the only one in his family?"

"Oh, that's it." Gu Mang said, "Don't look at the child's young age. He joined the army when he was sixteen. At that time, it was the youngest batch of my descendants. I asked him why he wanted Congrong. He told me that he had three older brothers, and each came, and he couldn't rest and didn't want to be left at home. "

Gu Mang said here, his eyes were a bit dim: "His three brothers are excellent and decent. If I remember correctly, the year I left Chonghua, all three of them should be alive. I didn't expect ... "

Mo Xi was silent and said, "The sword has never been more ruthless, and you don't want to think too deeply. No one can hold everyone and do what they do. It is enough to be conscientious."

Gu Mang said nothing. After a while, he suddenly said without a word: "The elder brother of that family said that as long as he had the money to buy a house, he wanted to marry his wife for a peaceful life."

"..."

After a long silence, Gu Mang sighed: "... if the battle can be completed soon, that's fine."

The battle cannot be completed soon, but the day of extinction soon ended.

Not long after Duanyang, there was an urgent report from the north, saying that Lao Guo had betrayed his faith and broke the original agreement for two years of truce. Suddenly, the lightning attacked the weakest lion and camel crossing at the border of Zhonghua, and the lion and camel became urgent.

When this news came, the cold on the monarch was righteous, and he couldn't even walk down, so he asked Murong Mengze to preside over the situation for him. However, the civil and military officials who did not understand the facts were mostly dissatisfied with the move of the king, and there was a lot of discussions--

"What's wrong with Junshang?"

"The monarch is different, and the three elders of Shennongtai should consult with him, and then tell the key ministers of the DPRK, why can't they retreat with only one sentence? No rule in all dynasties!"

In fact, Mo Xi can clearly perceive the kind of atmosphere flowing towards the middle of the country: people do not know that the upper body of the king suffers from incurable diseases, but after all, the paper cannot be overwhelmed, and many minded people have already come very close to the truth The speculation is that they are still not sure, and they dare not rush into each other. In addition, there are some unwise old people. Although they didn't notice the difference in the monarch, Mengze's procedural power undoubtedly hurt their nerves. For the time being, they did not dare to target the monarch, but they were more than sufficient against Mengze. .

Mengze meant to hope that Pegasus Battalion of Zhonghua would go forward to help, and then call a part of the garrison to consolidate the danger situation of Shiluoguan Pass from two nearby large barriers. According to Mo Moxue, her approach was indeed sound and proper, but she was vetoed by a large number of people without success--

"Feima camp is directly under the monarch, how can it be easily transferred from Wangcheng?"

"The deployment of troops is a major issue, and even if the main public is transferred, you must have a military and political meeting before you speak."

These are all reasonable, and even more, relying on being an honorable elder, they directly rushed to Mengze: "Murong Mengze, why do you influence a military order as soon as you are a girl?"

"If Wang Shujun has the power, you do n’t even have a title. You are the royal relatives, who is inferior to anyone? We obey the will of the king and preside over the chapel, but you ca n’t listen. It ’s up to you to be a female doll to dispatch troops? Who can afford it if something happens! ”

Such delays, official checks and balances, and even if some of the senior officials of the Military Aircraft Agency headed by Mo Xi are willing to protect Mengze, the military order is still difficult to fall quickly. As a result, the Shiluoguan Pass finally fell, and the division of the Black Devil of the Kingdom of the State waved its flag southward, breaking through the three bordering towns of Fengcheng, Daze, and Chengcheng in one fell swoop.

By the time this news came, although King Shang had recovered his health and was able to face up, it was too late.

He was sitting on the throne, standing in front of the border for more than 20 days, and his face was dreadfully cold.

"Before the lion came to sue, he reportedly asked for help fourteen times, and sustained seven days of suffering." Jun Shang threw the stack of military newspapers on the table, and raised his head from the fur collar. Cold, "Gu Gu had already delegated Mengze at that time. Are you all dead or pregnant? You need to have a childbirth, why are you shrinking and not transferring troops?"

The author has something to say: I've been too busy recently, I'm a little tired, and my immunity has been infected with chickenpox herpes ... What's speechless is that I thought I had pulled too hard when I cupped, and later thought it was bitten by a spider. Lazily dragged for three days until the lymph nodes became swollen before going to see hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! It was 8 pm when I edited this speech. I was still waiting for the blood test to prescribe the medicine in the emergency department of the hospital ... I have no time to organize my speech tonight. Anyway, I still have a draft, I will update it first. I ’m really nervous. If you ca n’t rest, I ’ll come early and ask everyone to take a leave. Qaq, please ask my friends to exercise a lot, and strengthen their immunity. I have almost numbness on my shoulders. It's ... this is probably ... the retribution Hachiman who often hurts the protagonist's shoulder