Golden Age Legitimate Fei

270. Mo Jingqi's "change"

The Queen Mother has been the mother of the world for more than ten years. Even if Mo Jingqi had a heart on her, she was still respectful. Why was she so screamed at the face? The face suddenly became colorful, and the complex color seemed to be difficult.

"The emperor!" The Queen Mother bite her teeth. The purpose of her coming here was originally for the throne. Naturally, it was impossible to leave so easily.

Mo Jing prayed, but did not care, pointing to the Queen Mother: "Would you go out and hear it?! As long as you live a day, you are the emperor! Roll... you can't think about it... I can't imagine it!" The Queen Mother endured anger, on The previous step said: "The mourner knows that the emperor is in a bad mood now, and the emperor can lose his temper. But please ask the emperor to think about things behind him. The emperor should always think about the emperor and the princess." Mo Jingqi could not help Laughing, but it was crying and laughing, and even the eyes of the eyes shed tears. The Queen Mother was also shocked in her eyes, and she retired two steps. "The emperor... the emperor, you..."

Mo Jing prayed: "You go to tell your good son, let him die this heart. Even if the big Chu Jiangshan will be defeated, he will not be handed over to him. And his baby son... Waiting for the funeral to be buried. The throne has the ability to fight for himself, humming... He is in the sky with him... broken, son, absolutely, grandson!"

The last four words are full of grievances, so that the Queen Mother can't help but feel cold. The Queen Mother did not know that Mo Jingli could no longer have children, and it was only the curse of Mo Jing’s hatred, but Rao was so **** on the bed, and the eyes were covered with blood and tears. Jing Qi, the Queen Mother was also scared. In desperation, the Queen Mother had to stumble and walk out of the dormitory. The people who stayed outside the hall quickly came in and explored. When they entered the door, they heard the voice of Mo Jingqi, which was heard inside. "Get out! You must be quiet!" Listening to the voice of Mo Jingqi seems to be full of gas, I think there is no The talents at the door of the event have put their hearts down and kept it outside the door.

In the hall of the bedroom, Mo Jing prayed and laughed. He just sent a temper to move his lungs. When the Queen left him, his very difficult look faded faster with the naked eye.

"Oh..." There was a sudden low-pitched laughter in the hall, followed by slow and close footsteps. Ink sighted and opened his eyes, but the man in front of him suddenly made his faint sorrows clear. Strongly wide-eyed eyes stared at the man standing in front of him. The white hair is white, the face is beautiful, the sword is eyebrows, and the air is strong. The snow-colored white sleeves embroidered with the silver dragon's image of the auspicious cloud, as if there is a faint agarwood lingering in the nose, so that the stunned ink scene that has been stunned by the **** atmosphere has been cleaned up a lot.

"Ink repair!"

"Oh..." Ink whispered whispered: "The emperor, but if you don't see you for half a year, you will become this look. It really makes the king very surprised."

Near the ink repair, a green jade doll in his hand holds a white jade doll wearing a black brocade. The five- or six-year-old little doll looks beautiful and lovely, and a pair of dark-skinned hiders look at the ink-splitting turn, which is a smart move he has never seen before. To the ink-stained wandering look of the ink, the little doll did not have a little fear. Instead, he looked out from Ye Liu’s arms and wanted to be clearer.

"This is your son?" Mo Jingqi asked.

Ink repaired his eyebrows and took Mo Xiaobao out of his arms and hugged him in his hand: "Yes, it’s my son. Mo Yu." Mo Xiaobao, a famous student, looked at the bed with some curiosity. His father never called him a big name. Who is this person who made him suddenly make an exception? "Father Wang... Is this the white dress that is awkward?" Mo Xiu smashed his son's little head and smiled: "Yes, that is the big man, or your worry-free sister."

Originally heard the three words of ink, and the face of Mo Jingqi changed. But then I heard the white clothes and the worry-free sister. After all, the ink sighs and sighed. I closed my eyes and swallowed the words I just wanted to say. I asked, "Is Changle still good in the northwest?" Dao: "No worries have already worshipped the **** doctor as a teacher. I plan to practice medicine in the future."

Mo Jingqi apparently had some accidents. Some difficult ones put on the hand: "Well, I know that you will take good care of her. Hehe... I really didn't expect you to come back to me." Mo Jing prayed for ink repair, eyes It was a calm that never happened before. In the past, even when the ink paintings were the most sinister, the eyes of the ink meditation were all vigilant and hateful. It’s the first time in my life that I’m so calm.

Ink repaired a faint smile and raised his eyebrows: "This king will naturally come back to you. Otherwise, how should the king explain to the tens of thousands of heroes who died in the innocent father and brother? It took a little while for half a year to get the time to come."

"You..." Mo Jing prayed slightly. Ink repaired nodded and said: "Yes, the king already knew that you would be like this. Because when he was in southern Xinjiang... when Mo Jingli bought medicine, the king was not far away. For this matter, the king also Specifically, Mr. Shen studied the medicinal properties of this poison.” After that, Mo Xiu took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it into the bed of Mo Jing. Mo Jingqi shivered and opened the porcelain bottle on the bed. Inside is a small granule of granules, which is smaller than the soybeans. Mo Jingqi wants to cry and want to laugh. He is harmed by this kind of medicine, and he is ruined by his brother. Look like. He was wary of Ding Wangfu and Mo Xiuzhen for a lifetime, but in the end he died in his own brother. This is simply a great irony.

Inked with this view, ink repairing is very good, "Speak up... even if this kind of poison is unsolvable. You still have a chance to survive. The king remembers that you originally had A blue flower, right?"

Mo Jingqi's face changed slightly, and his voice was hoarse. "Biliuhua... Is the blue flower being taken by you?"

Murray’s generous recognition, “Isn’t it? You should have some guesses yourself. If it’s not your blue flowers, how can the king recover completely?”

Mo Jing prayed for a long time, suddenly burst into a burst of laughter, "ha ha ... retribution! Really retribution ah ..." At the beginning of his evil ink repair, poisoned and disabled, Mo Xiuzhen grabbed his blue flowers to detoxification treatment. But now that he is very poisonous in his body, there is no more blue flowers available. Sure enough, is it retribution...

Ink repaired and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it retribution, this king is not interested in knowing. But this king is coming to you now. This is a very comforting heart. Why don't you ask if the king has an antidote? You don't want to live anymore." As long as you are still alive, every person around you is reminding you how much you have failed. Do you know... Your original work did not harm the palace, but completely let the kings count It’s a pity that it’s a hundred years of shackles. It’s a pity... You can’t live for a long time, or the king really wants you to marry you what kind of reward you had for the Mohist army’s actions. Let you... you call it The Dachu royal family and I decided to be more qualified to stay in this troubled world..."

"Don't say it!" Mo Jingqi suddenly shouted. I don’t know where the strength came out and grabbed the hand of the ink repairing armor: "Kill me... kill me now and give you the king's abolition. Kill me!"

Ink repaired a step back and easily broke the hand of Sui Jingqi holding the sleeves. Coveted and calmly said: "This king is not interested in your life now. If you want to die, you must die. But... the king advises you to stay a little longer, and Mo Jingli can still wait and see."

Mo Jing prayed and looked at him: "Help me... help me kill the people of Mo Jingqi and Liu Jia."

As if I heard something strange, Mo Xiuzhen asked: "What good is it for you to do these kings?" Mo Jing prayed: "The meeting will be ordered to let the Queen Mother and all the Princesses except the New Emperor be buried. This is a memorial to the undead of your Mohist army. Is it enough?!"

"The emperor is really ruthless." Ye Li sighed softly.

Ink Jing’s staring at ink repairing and asking: “Do you promise? You can also tell the truth about the world in the past.”

After a long silence in the dormitory, Mo Xiuqi slowly laughed out loud. Holding Mo Xiaobao shook his head and said: "Ding Wangfu and Dachu have no relationship. The emperor is still asking for more happiness. Ali, go back." Yeli nodded, turned and followed the ink repair and left. On the bed, Mo Jingqi wanted to get up but could not do anything. The corner of the temple came with the sound of ink repair. "The bottle contained poison, but it can be extended for a few days. Do you want the emperor to be free."

On the dragon bed, Mo Jingqi was obsessed with the small bottle in his hand.

In the meandering tunnel, Ye Liu and ink repairs walk side by side. Ink repaired with a little sleepy eye-stricken Mo Xiaobao, and Ye Liang whispered: "Is it not strange that I am going to give him medicine?"

Ye Zi nodded, the medicine in the vial was indeed what he and Mo Xiu had grabbed from Lei Tengfeng. And Mo Jingli bought exactly the same medicine in the holy land of southern Xinjiang. After the special refinement of Shen Yang, although the life of Mo Jingqi can not be saved. However, if you take it, you should be able to extend your life for a few days. Ye Li and Mo Xiu are both slightly medical practitioners. Naturally, the appearance of Mo Jingqi is already exhausted, but it will not be tomorrow.

Ink repaired and laughed: "Mo Jingqi is a strange person, and he must report it. In the past two days, he was forced by the Queen Mother and Mo Jingli and Liu Jia. This will give him a chance to fight back. He will definitely give them a chance. A surprise." Ye Liu smiled and said: "I hope it will not be scared." For the people like Mo Jingqi, Ye Li really has two points of jealousy, or is dead clean. Ink repaired and laughed: "You and I will wait and see."

Early the next morning, there was good news in Gongzhong, and the emperor uploaded the order to make the morning official.

Upon hearing the news, the Daguan dignitaries in the Imperial City were shocked. You know, the news they got was that the emperor was definitely not good. Lying in the hospital bed these days, Li Wang was acting to deal with the political affairs. This suddenly came to the fact that the emperor wanted to be a hundred officials, and naturally he was scared. . The courage is small and even the legs are soft. In my heart, I guessed whether the Emperor had fooled them before the Emperor, and then observed their loyalty in secret. If so, they can really die.

Get this news, Mo Jingli is also shocked and angry. The first reaction was naturally unbelief. He had already tried someone before giving him a prescription. This poison is basically unreachable. And when I went to the mother's house yesterday, I was still dying. I was able to go early this morning. How can this be? !

Also receiving news from the early morning, there are a number of veteran ministers who have already been retired at home for the elderly. These old ministers, Mo Jingqi, have been quite jealous since they enthroned, so they managed to let them back off. Although there are not many remaining fruits, the influence on the court is not small. This time, it was also passed into the palace by Mo Jingqi.

At the gate of the palace, the courtiers and dignitaries who met together had different looks. The old man of the country must be white, and his son and grandson walked along and walked along. The entourage was actually an official who came forward to say hello.

"Hua Guogong." Mo Jingli is a regent of the reign of the king.

Hua Guogong glared at his old eyes and glared at the snow-white beard and smiled at the scene. "It turned out that it was the Royal Highness of Li, and it was a majestic day when he did not see the Li Wang." These old guys are really old. "Hua Guogong has been recuperating at home in recent years. He does not like to go out all the year round. It has been counted up with Mo Jingli for four or five years. Although he is now highly weighted, Mo Jingli does not want to easily offend Hua Guogong. The old man said with a smile: "The old king said that he laughed, and this king can do the slightest thing in the eyes of the king." Hua Guogong smiled and said, "There is more and more talk."

Mo Jingli accompanied Hua Guogong to go to the diligent hall of the early morning, and chatted: "Ding Wang has already returned to Beijing on these two days. I wonder if the old country has seen it?"

Hua Guogong shook his head: "When the old man is old, the news is inevitably incomprehensible. The news of the return of the king is to thank the prince Wang, if the king still remembers that the old man and the king of the palace still have some friendship, I must have some The days are still able to see one side. Now that King has just returned to Beijing, he wants to do more things. Let’s not bother.” Mo Jingli smiled and said: “The old Guogong said in time. Today’s emperor The national government entered the palace..."

Hua Guogong smiled and said: "It must have been the healing of the emperor's body. When I was happy, I would like to celebrate these emeralds together for the emperor."

"Is it?" Mo Jingli did not refute, and apologized to the fairness of China: "Old Guogong, Ben Wang..." Hua Guogong is not embarrassed by him, laughing: "Li Wang is a young man, with us. These old men can't go together. Li Wang took a step forward." Mo Jingli smiled and said: "So, the old country is slow, and the king will leave."

"Do not send." Hua Guogong laughed.

With the ink of the scene, the smile of the face of Hua Guogong gradually faded away. Supporting his son, he was somewhat worried: "Hey, the emperor has not recruited us to enter the palace for several years. This time... I’m afraid it’s not simple." Hua Guogong sighed with helplessness: "Jun The ministers have to die, let alone tell us to enter the palace to see. It’s not just our family. It’s gone to the hall. Remember, say less, don’t say good. What’s the matter, my old man can still block you. ""

"Oh, all the children are incompetent..." The Chinese parents have been in their fifties, helping the country to be ashamed. If it weren't for their incompetence, then why should the old father, who was already about 80 years old, go to the temple personally to block the calculations that might come from the king.

Hua Guogong waved his hand: "I don't know if I can protect you for a few days. It can be a moment. I think about it. Today's things are only related to Ding Wang."

"How do you say this?" The Chinese parents were shocked, but they did not dare to move their voices. They had to lower their voices and asked.

The country is fair: "Fangcai also listened to Li Wang, and the king is coming back these two days. It is good that Wang just returned to the emperor. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

"But... the temper of the king will never save the emperor." They are also considered to have grown up, even if the middle has not seen it for many years, the most fundamental temper can not change. When the king was a boy, he was not a gentle and generous person. In the past ten years, it was impossible to raise a heart of resentment.

Hua Guogong sighed and said: "I am afraid... the emperor is really not a long time."

"Hey, you are saying, the emperor is looking for us to enter the palace..."

Hua Guogong waved his hand: "Let's go, you will know."

Today’s Diligence Hall is full, and there are more people than the early days. Many young courtiers have found several former veterans who they don’t even know, as well as royal princes. I am faintly aware that I am afraid that there is something big to happen today. The courage is too small to be shrunk in the back and dare not have a word. Standing in front of them is a whispering exchange of their opinions. Only from the placeholder can be drawn, these courtiers have been divided into two factions. One group was surrounded by Mo Jingli, and the other group was surrounded by Liu Yuxiang. The look of the other side was somewhat bad. And there is another faction that is independent of these people. However, the number of people is very small. They are old people who have spent more than a year and those who have no power.

"The emperor is driving!" The sharp voice of the **** sounded on the main hall.

The hall was suddenly quiet, and everyone couldn't help but watch the empty dragon chair above. After a while, there was a footstep in the back of the temple. The ink robes that had not been seen for a long time, came out with the help of the eunuch. Because of the illness for a long time, Mo Jingqi has become ill-fated, and the original robes worn on him have been unable to support them, forming a strange sense of disharmony. He still looks sallow, but his lips are dark red, and his eyes are amazingly bright and sharp.

"See the emperor, etc.! The emperor is long live!"

The ink of the scene is high, and the voice of the minister underneath is calm and waveless. "All the people are born. Come and declare."

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

Well... Mo Jingqi is a typical way to go to black, even if it is difficult to change the road, it will go black. In addition, even if you are interested in the throne, it is absolutely impossible to take over from Mo Jingqi. So, Mo Jingqi’s classmates did not repent, but they plunged into another dead end. In the past few days, efforts have been made to save the manuscript, and will not stop during the annual meeting. Uh... It’s hard to save the manuscript. It’s easy to thank you the day before yesterday... I lost a little yesterday. working on it…