Golden Age Legitimate Fei

264. Return to Chujing

Chu Jingli, an inconspicuous courtyard.

Leng Yuyu sat in the study room and the color was gloomy and uncertain. Murong Ting walked in with a cup of ginseng tea and saw that the blue shadow under his eyes could not help but wrinkled his brow: "What is so embarrassing?"

Yesterday evening, after receiving a letter, Leng Yuyu had been yin and yang, and sat in the study room in a daze without sleeping all night. If a few years ago, Murong Ting had already caught him angry, but after two years of marriage, the two people lived together. Murong Ting’s impression of Leng Yuyu was not the oldest child who had nothing to do. Not to mention that after being a wife and a mother, her temper is obviously better.

Put the tea on the table, Murong Ting looked down at the letter on the table. Leng Yuyu did not want to take her meaning, and the letterhead was placed on the table. It turned out to be a letter sent by the people from the Jingjingguan. The Zijinguan is now in a hurry, but the court has been in a big fight. The Liuyi phase and the Li Wangyi faction are raging in the heat. No one cares about the cold and Huai people sent back for help. Folding.

Murong Ting frowned and sneered a sneer: "Is the father-in-law really treating us as a treasury? He doesn't look at whether you have such a big ability. If you open your mouth, you will have 100,000 rations of grain. Where are we going to get him?"

It’s not difficult for Leng Yuyu’s men to have 100,000 grain and grass, but it’s the industry of the king’s house, and it’s not that you can use it freely. What's more, although it is known that Leng Yuyu has been doing business for a few years outside, it is a strange thing to take a shot of 100,000 yuan. Dingwangfu and Dachu have no more connections. I don’t have the consent of the king to agree who would dare to support the army of Dachu?

However, Murong Ting also understands the entanglement and embarrassment of Leng Yuyu. Leng Huai is no longer cold and cold, and he is also a relative of Leng Yuyu. For the big Chu, Murong Ting also felt tangled. Leng Yuyu is the person of the Ding Wangfu, and Murong Ting is married to the husband. However, her father, Murong Shen, is a general who guards the border of the Great Chu. Is this the same blood and the fact that it is really easy to break?

Looking at her husband's exhausted appearance, Murong Ting had to helplessly sigh and comforted: "We sent the news to the northwest, and I am sure that Wang Ye will soon reply. The father-in-law will not support it in these days. It won't go down."

Leng Yuyu barely squeezed a smile, leaning against the chair and holding his wife on his shoulder and apologizing: "Let you worry." Murong Ting whitened him and said: "What are you talking about? We are husband and wife, I Don't worry about who you are worried about? If you have time to sit here and worry about it, you might as well sleep well. If you have a command from the king, you will be busy. If you are tired, you can't hold it."

Leng Yuyu helpless smile, how can he not understand? It’s just that the person who was experiencing the knives and swords on the battlefield and may be hungry is his relatives. Although his father had only a big brother from a young age to a big eye, he could not deny that he still longed for the recognition of his father. So at the beginning, he and Feng San would become friends because they were all eager for the father's gaze and recognition but never got it, but Feng San was more chic and more determined than he was.

"Open the cold son, Wang Ye secretly arrived." Someone outside the door whispered. Leng Yuyu surprised to stand up and sigh: "Come in!" He didn't know what Wang Ye's decision was, but he hoped to know the result as soon as possible. The man outside the door whispered a sealed letter and then retired out of the sound. Leng Yuyu took down the letter and looked at the lines and saw a flash of joy in his eyes.

Murong Ting only knows his look and knows that it must be a good result, and he can't help but feel relieved. Although she hates the family of the cold family, she does not want them to die. At least I don’t want to be so cold, so cold and cold must be sad. After reading the letter, Leng Yuyu looked up. Murong Ting asked: "How is it? How do you say the king?" Leng Yuyu thought: "Tinger, you will go to Muyang Houfu in a while. Muyang Houfu is as good as the cold family. Now it’s time for the border to be anxious."

Murong Ting said: "Mu Yanghou has already had the meaning of resignation in the past few years. Does Yao Ji say that he can move him?" Leng Yuyu sneered aloud: "Is he not a Mu Yang?" Ting nodded: "I know, I have not seen Muyang Hou Shizi for some time, and later I will send a prayer to the past."

Leng Yuyu nodded and smiled: "There is still good news." Murong Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

Leng Yuyu whispered: "Wang Ye and Wang Hao will come to Beijing in a few days." Wen Yan, Murong Ting was shocked. "This time Wang Ye and Wang Hao..." Leng Yuyu whispered: "Liang In the city, there is Mr. Hong Yu’s son in the dust. There are generals and hundreds of thousands of Mojia troops stationed there. Where can Wang Ye and Wang Xi go? Wang Ye and Wang Wei intend to bring Xiao Shizi back to the tombs of the dynasties. In addition, it is not to say that Mo Jing is going to No, Wang Ye said he wanted to send him a ride."

Since Ding Wang and Liu Er decided to come, there is a natural plan for safety. I think of Ye Liu, who hasn't seen it for a few years, and Murong Ting's eyebrows are also a bit of joy.

Yao Ji’s time to come to Chujing is not long. It’s only half a year after he’s full. However, in the past six months, she has succeeded in making herself a lonely woman with a child from the most favored son of Muyang Houfu. Although this kind of does not lack the power of Dingwangfu to pave the way for her behind, but it also shows that Yao Ji's wrist is good.

Today, her son, the grandson of Muyang Houfu is also the only son of Muyang, and this alone is enough for her to stand up in Muyang Houfu. Yao Ji is not a high-profile person, and he is not a favorite. This made Mrs. Mu Yanghou, who could not have seen her origin, not grasp any handle. Even more so, Mrs. Mu Yang Hou Shizi hated to bite a bite of his teeth, only hate how he did not kill the victim. It is a pity that Mu Yang is very protective. Yao Ji is not a good and ignorant person. After several months of entering the government, the two men played Muyang Hou Shizi did not take advantage of the slightest.

Yao Ji's lazy dress is in front of the window, and the colorful neon color dress is worn on her body without the slightest sense of vulgarity. Almost 30 years old, she is still beautiful and intoxicating. A six- or seven-year-old handsome child sat next to her and looked at the book quietly and cleverly. Yao Ji looked down at his eyes full of love and distress.

This of course is not really her child. Her children still live in the northwest and live the lives of ordinary people. He will have a loving parent who will be well-fed for a lifetime. He would not know that he had a father of Muyang Hou Shizi, and he would not know that he had a mother who used to be a dancer. This is fine. This child is naturally not an ordinary person. This is the child who has been raised from the youngest in the palace. The original guardian who had been guarding the palace for generations has chosen to train from such children. Now that the system of concealment is gradually changing, it still needs some special people to perform some special characters. This child is here with Yao Ji this time. This half year of getting along, but Yao Ji really wants this child to be a child of his love. She can't keep her children around, so she is always extra soft to other children.

This scene was seen when Mu Yang came in. The glamorous woman is lovingly watching the child who is looking down at the book, and the faint sunset is shining through the window, which makes the cold of the winter a little warmer. Mu Yang looked in his eyes and only felt warm in his heart, and his smile on his face was a bit deeper.

"Is the literary child studying?" Mu Yang came forward and asked. The child named Mu Lie took up the book and stood up and shouted reverently: "Hey."

Mu Yang’s kindness touched Mu Li’s head and smiled: “There are a lot of courses arranged by Mr. Ping, and you know that you can’t be too tired to work hard.” Mu Li’s little face flashed a little embarrassment and Shy, but there are more joys, nodded: "Baby is not tired, thank you for your concern."

Mu Yang only thinks that his son is very sensible, and his heart is very comforting. "Good boy." For this son who has been missing for six years, Mu Yang is really affectionate. Because of the heart, the requirements for him are not very strict. Mu Yang looked at Yao Ji, who was sitting on the side and looked at the two faintly. He said softly: "What are you doing in the afternoon? If you are boring, you can go out and walk." Yao Ji faintly said: "There is nothing to look at, just in the yard. It’s the case with the stalwart, and going out is a disaster.”

Mu Yang’s face flashed a trace of embarrassment, and he knew that she was not willing to return. If she is not for her son, she is afraid that she will never come back. I think that when Yao Ji, who was awkwardly a few months ago, appeared in front of him with a seriously ill, Mu Yang only felt a burst of pain in his heart. So even if Yao Ji is always faint to him, he still feels very satisfied. As long as their mother and child are by his side, everything is complete.

Yao Ji looked at him with some ecstasy appearance and said with a slight sigh: "You seem to be busy for a few days?" Mu Yang smiled and said: "There are some busy days in these days. I haven’t been with you for two days. Diet." Rarely Yao Ji has the interest to ask about his own affairs, Mu Yang only when she is concerned about the smile on her face is deeper. I don’t care about Yao Ji’s talk about these days. “You also know that these days are very chaotic. Our family is loyal to the emperor, but now...” Now the emperor is seriously dying, and Liu Jia and Li Wang’s rivals win. Who is negative is still unknown. If you choose to stand in the team at this time, it is good to win, but it is a horrible loss. These days, the people of Li Wang and the people of Liujia are trying to win over Muyanghou. Although Muyanghou has not yet responded, he is afraid that it will not last long. At this time, not many people can choose to stay out of the way, not wanting but not.

"A few days ago, I heard that the generals were trapped in the Zijinguan. Now the dispute in the court is so powerful because the people in the North have already retired?" Yao Ji asked casually.

Mu Yang smiled bitterly: "The people in the north have a strong army and strong horses, and it is so easy to retreat. The cold general is just supporting it now." Just saying, Mu Yang suddenly stopped to think thoughtfully, Yao Ji I didn't look at him, and I leaned on the window very casually: "The enemy will be under the city, and I don't know what these people are really good. Who is going to be the prince of the country?"

Mu Yang smiled and looked at Yao Jidao: "This can't be said in a random way." But I also know that Yao Ji's heart is like this, and can't bear to blame. At the same time, the words of Yao Ji’s talents are at the same time. The Zijingguan war is endangered. Li Wang and Liu’s family only care about their rights and interests. Once the Bauhinia is broken, from the north to the capital, it is a horse that can't live for two days. If at this time, Mujia is stationed as a cold home, it may not be able to pick it out from this battle. As long as you hold the Zijingguan, whoever wins the Mu family is a hero.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang can't wait. I whispered to Yao Ji and Mu Lie: "I still have something to deal with, I will not accompany you to eat at night. Come see you tomorrow." Then he turned and walked outside, and behind him, he said: "Slow down. ""

After sending away Mu Yang, the well-behaved Mu Li looked up and looked at Yao Ji’s frowning sitting on the window. “Do you still like this man? He is far worse than Qin Tong.”

Yao Ji stunned, and did not suffocate his hand and patted him on his head: "Do you know what a child likes or dislikes?"

Mu Yang pouted, wrinkled his eyebrows and showed a hint of ridicule: "Of course I know. He clearly has a wife who is still affectionate about your performance, but when his wife and mother bully you, they can’t help, so you know. Afterwards, I will be diligent. Even my wife can’t control it, and even people I like can’t protect it. What is waste?”

Yao Ji looked at him with surprise: "Are you really only seven years old?" Mu Yang rolled his eyes and said: "Yeah is eleven years old, don't you know?" He was only a child when he was practicing too early. It hurts the body and the bones are not high, but the doctor has already said that when he is fourteen and five years old, he will start to grow wild and will not affect the height after growing up. Yao Ji is speechless and 11 years old is also a child.

Looking at her face and staring at her little devil, Yao Ji smiled faintly: "You can rest assured that I have to know what to do and should not do it. Ding Wang and Wang Hao have reinvented me, I will not be bad. Theirs." Mu Lie was satisfied with the nod. "This is almost the same, you can rest assured that I will safely go back to see your son." Yao Ji could not help but smile, said: "Thank you thank you." Mu Li snorted and some uncomfortable licked his face. Yao Ji looked back at the window with a faint smile on her lips. As early as she left with her child to escape from Chu Jing, she and Mu Yang had already been ruined. In the future...but it’s all for the Lord.

Mu Yang’s action is really fast. I don’t know how Mu Yanghou is convinced that Liu Jia and Li Wang are both. Three days later, Mu Yang took the 200,000 horses and the grain and set off for Zijinguan. Before going, Mu Yang turned back and saw that Yao Ji, the door of Muyang Houfu, took Mu Li’s hand and sent himself away. Looking at the shallow smile of Yao Ji's lips, I don't know why Mu Yang suddenly jumped in the heart, and a touch of uneasiness spread in my heart. When I looked again, I couldn’t see the face of Yao Ji in the distance. I only saw that she was thinking about her direction. Mu Lie also raised her small hand and waved at herself. Mu Yang shook his head and smiled a little. It was about to go out and think too much.

A few days later, a team of horses guarded a carriage and quietly entered the capital. The carriage stopped in the most prosperous inn in the capital, and nearly 30 people were tidy and tidy before and after, so that people who came and went could not help but look at it.

The carriage curtain was picked up, and a white figure came out from the inside and landed. Passers in the past could not help but be amazed. At this time, it was the end of the first month, and Chu Jingli had not even reached the early spring when it was cold and people could not help but want to tremble. The man was a white silk shirt, and he seemed to feel the cold. The most eye-catching thing is his long, silver-haired hair. There is only one person with a silver hair and a style under the heavens. People who secretly speculate only feel that their hearts are rushing. It was only that the king was disfigured in his early years, but there were not many people who knew his appearance in the capital, so doubts could only be doubts.

After the man got out of the car, he turned back and reached out to the car. From the inside is a beautiful woman dressed in a scent of autumn scented white fox, the woman is only a couple of years, but the attitude is not comparable to everyone in Beijing. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel that there is an elegant but atmospheric feeling.

People have not had time to marvel at the two monks, a small head in the carriage, a five-year-old boy in a black brocade turned out of the carriage. The collar and sleeves are lined with the side of the white fox, and the black brocade is set against each other to make the child's white and tender face more lovely. The little boy raised a naive and lovely smile to the woman, so that even the passers-by who looked far away couldn’t help but scream that the cute and well-behaved children were their own.

Looking at the ink stick that holds out the small hand to hug, the ink repairs hold down the hand that Yeli wants to reach out and faintly said: "Be careful." He reached out and held Mo Xiaobao in his arms. Absolutely not gentle. Mo Xiaobao twisted his body uncomfortably, and got a shot that was not light on the buttocks. Mo Xiaobao was honestly squatting in the arms of Mo Xiu. The father is the most hated, and it is not comfortable to hold.

Ye Liu faintly smiled and said: "Where it is so cold." Although it is not as good as the ink repair, the internal strength does not need to add too much clothes in winter, but the glass is more resistant to cold than the average person. Moreover, there is no cold in the northwest, and Chu Jing will not be colder than the northwest.

Such a large array of outside the door, the shopkeeper inside has long since greeted. Just look at it and know that this line of guests is not rich and expensive, although some curious about the white hair of the ink repair, but still diligently introduced people into the inn. I dare not ask the guests to register before the counter. The shopkeeper walked along and said: "Please ask the lady in the son, there are two superior yards in the shop. I don’t know if the son and the wife are living in the small courtyard or..."

In this first-class big inn, there is a separate courtyard outside the three rooms of Heaven and Earth. That price is naturally more than ten times more expensive than the day-sized room, and there are all the servants inside. Ink repaired faintly: "Two yards, all." The treasurer’s heart was happy, and the smile was even more eager. He quickly said: "Yes, yes, please, the son of the son, unknown son, high surname, good son. Registration." Ink repaired his footsteps and gave him a faint look. "Ink, ink repair..."

"Mo Gongzi, it is a good surname... ink...hey..." Xinxiao Yan Kai is preparing to say a few good words to the treasurer. Only then did the name of Mo Xiuzhen be somewhat unique. So he fell down and sat down on the ground. Looking up at the white-haired man in front of his eyes, he lost his voice: "Ding Ding Wang Dian?!"

Ink repaired nodded and said: "It is this king."

------Off topic ------

Well, this time, I probably came back to solve some people like Mo Jingqi, and I remember that some time ago, I had a comment on more than one million words, but the villain did not solve it. In fact, it is mainly because Feng does not like to write the map brush blame brush copy. Running a map and brushing a boss is a good way to write some, and the pros should look refreshed. But in fact, not everyone can be easily smashed by the protagonist, either because of the wrong timing or for the balance of the situation. Even if you copy the copy, you will say it will be destroyed. (*^__^*)嘻嘻... Of course, our Ari and repairs will not be destroyed. However, the way of the real drop of wood, let them go to Nanzhao to destroy the Nanzhao Wang, and go to Xiling to destroy the town of Nanwang. Haha... This is the first long original of the occasion, and the experience is not enough.