Golden Age Legitimate Fei

420. Crazy plan

Mo Suiyun, who was brought back to the museum by Mo Jingyu, naturally did not know how many small farts had evaluated him. He did not think about it. As a little emperor who just went to the present, which is better than 傀儡, when he went back, he naturally was forced to be reprimanded by Mo Jingyu. Therefore, Mo Shuiyun also understands that before he can master the real power, he is not qualified to copy the mind. Even if he sees that he has no heart and lungs, Dingwangfu Xiaoshizi and those few friends and friends are no longer pleasing to the eye, and then disapprove of it, unless he can master the real power of Dachu, otherwise he is not qualified and the small son of Dingwangfu is higher. Under. Therefore, soon Mo Shuiyun put the things of today down, and focused all of his attention on dealing with the ministers of Mo Jingyu and Dachu.

At this time, the little emperor Mo Suiyun did not think about it. The self-invisible Mo Xiaobao, who was blinded by his own eyes, flicked out of the door three or two sentences. Is it more heartless than someone? As for the loss that was later eaten in someone’s hand.

In the restaurant, a few of Mo Xiaobao sent away the foreigner of Mo Suiyun and Feng Zhiyao, who was suspected of being a traitor, and closed the door and began to talk again. Mo Xiaobao looked at Qin Li and asked Qin Lie: "The father looks very optimistic about this ink with the cloud, Qin Lie, you said that the final ink will win with the cloud will be as bad as the ink cloud?"

Qin Lie thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Not very good to say. Mo Suiyun definitely has more courage than Mo Shuiyun. It is not known whether Mo Jingyu has any ambitions."

On the soft couch, Leng Junhan squats on the soft couch: "Doesn't there be an old witch? Is she sure to help her grandson? Except for the ink with the clouds, there should be no more emperors in the big Chu?" I can't just change it."

"The Queen Mother of the Taichu is also very old." Xu Zhirui has a cold face and a serious way.

Mo Xiaobao blinked his eyes and faintly said: "So to say... The success of Mo Shuiyun is still very big?"

"As long as he is not a fool. But... he seems to be really stupid." Cold Junhan has some worries. The person who can be played by Mo Xiaobao in his opinion is stupid. I can't believe even one expression. [

Mo Xiaobao’s eyes turned and said: “Then we remind him to be good, we are good friends.”

"Just casual." Leng Junhan and Xu Zhirui did not think that, cold Jun Han continued to "squat" belly, Xu Zhirui sitting on the side holding the book to see the relish. Qin Lie sneaked a look at three children who were younger than themselves. When I first met these guys, he felt that he was a good person. After getting along for a while, he was very skeptical that he would not be a good person in the future.

On the other side of the room, Ye Liu and Mo Xiu squatted leisurely and listened to the children in the next room who had a decent discussion about the plan. Feng Zhiyao and Leng Yuyu waited for him to smile and look at the ink repair. When they finished the discussion, there were footsteps from the children who left, and Feng Zhiyao couldn’t help but laugh out. Some painful shook his head: "What did you do in this world? Is the enchanting come?"

This young child, just wondering how to count the emperor of other countries. It was they who were still fighting and playing at this age. How can I get it after a few more years?

Leng Yuyu has some sighs and sighs: "It’s really close to Zhu who is close to the black, and our family Jun Han has been taught to be broken." I thought his baby son was a soft and tender little buns, of course. Now his son is also very cute, just... the "sex" is slightly distorted. This is definitely the darkness of the near-ink, and there is some embarrassment for him. It is because he has no time to take care of his son and let him go too close to Mo Xiaobao of Dingwangfu. It’s really black near the “ink”!

"It’s like how much your son is like." Ink repaired his lazy look at the cold. Mo Xiaobao is looking like a bad boy. The kid in the cold family is wearing a stupid coat, and the dead man does not pay for it.

Feng Zhiyao is somewhat curious: "Looking at the meaning of Mo Xiaobao is to help the little emperor of Dachu. Is this okay?" You know, the little emperor is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When I was young, I knew that I was arrogant, and I was still in the middle of my heart. Although a little bit tender, some did not deceive Mo Xiaobao, but you must know that the little emperor had just been in the country for less than two months. Before that, he had no one to discipline. From this point of view, as long as there is a little on-demand, the little emperor's future achievements are not limited.

Ink's so-called saying: "If there is any problem, even if there is a problem, it is his problem. Can the king kill all the threatened people for him?" He is not a child.

You can be assured. Feng Zhiyao and Leng Yuyu looked at each other and disapproved of looking at Ye Liu. Ye Li shallowed a smile: "The little emperor wants to control the real power of Dachu, even if his qualifications are unique, he will not be able to do it for ten years. Now you don't have to worry."

It is better to give the little emperor ten years to fight for power than to spend a decade to let Mo Jingyu or any adult control the power. Ten years later, it is said that Mo Xiaobao or the entire Ding Wangfu should have recovered from the two years of war. At that time, Mo Suiyun did not necessarily be able to master the real power of Dachu. To put it bluntly, Mo Xiaobao did not help the ink with the cloud, just did not want to let the ink with the cloud so soon. I have to say that in some respects, Mo Xiaobao has begun to take shape of his father.

"Now the child... It’s really a bad thing." Feng Zhiyao sighed. Or is it a special metamorphosis for the children of the palace?

"Wang Ye, Wang Hao." Yao Ji asked for help at the door.

Since returning to the city of Yao, Yao Ji has returned to the restaurant he has been operating for a few years, and he is safe. However, occasionally collecting some news to give the palace, in general, it is still a mediocre life.

"Yu Wang seems to secretly send people to contact with Changxing Wang." Yao Ji whispered.

Ink repaired his hand and said: "Unexpectedly, what is the attitude of Changxing Wang?"

Yao Jidao: "The people who have not sent Yu Wang to Changxing should not want to have too much involvement with them." Mo Xiu nodded and said: "The brothers and sisters are not stupid, as long as they have no change. Just don't care about them."

Leng Yuyu Shen "吟" said: "I remember... Changxing Wang and Princess Zhenning and a younger brother in Nanjing, will there be any trouble at that time?" Dachu now, even if it is partial to Jiangnan, I am afraid that it will never So, the security is divided. Maybe you will get something from the little emperor, or you have to guard against it.

Ink repaired indifferently: "They will live in peace, and the king will not treat them badly. If you have done something that you should not do, don't blame the king for not paying attention. Stare at some."

Yao Ji nodded and hesitated: "It seems that someone has seen Mo Jingli appear in the northwest."

"Mo Jingli?" Everyone was a glimpse. Suddenly hearing this name was a bit of an accident. Since the break of Fuyang, Mo Jingli has lost its track. I didn't think about getting rid of the roots, but at the beginning, Feihongguan was in a hurry and couldn't find any free time. After waiting for the show to be settled, Mo Jingli had disappeared. In this world, if people really want to hide, it is really not easy to find someone.

What's more, Mo Jingli was abolished, and there were no soldiers and horses in his hands. He did not have any martial arts. There were not many people who care about his whereabouts.

"OK?" Ink repaired his eyebrows.

Yao Ji shook his head and said: "For the time being, I am not sure."

Ink thought, thinking, said: "Through this news to "exposed" to Mo Jingyu." Now that Mo Jingyu who masters the power of the big Chu thinks that they do not want to see Mo Jingli reappear?

"Subordinate to obey." Yao Ji nodded.

In a small hidden village outside the city of Licheng, a man wearing a thick clothed shirt with a beard and almost no visibility can be distracted and sitting in a simple room.

"The emperor." A man dressed in the same ordinary came in and bowed his head.

The man turned to look at him and said coldly: "What news is there in the city?"

The man sighed: "Yu Wang has brought the newly enshrined emperor Mo Suiyun to the city of Licheng. At the same time, there is also the new town of Xiling, Wangling, which is the new town of Xiling. Today... the small son of the palace is secretly stealing with the ink Going out, Mo Jingyu almost turned the glass city over. Finally found a small emperor in a restaurant."

Cloth man, Mo Jingli flashed a glimpse of "color" in his eyes, sneer: "Ink Jingyu is valued by this ink with the cloud! I did not expect... Finally, in the back of the ground, a knife will actually be him!" In fact It’s more than Mo Jingyu who smashed the ink in the back, and the Empress Dowager, the minister of the DPRK, and even the entire Chuzong room. It can be seen from this that how uninviting Mo Jingli is.

The man hesitated and asked carefully: "The emperor, do we want to..."

Mo Jingli smiled coldly and said: "No, if you send a letter to Mo Jingyu, you will say that you want to see him."

"This...the emperor, will this be..." They can now be considered to be fleeing, and it is said that they will be arrested by the imperial court or the Chuchu court. They will definitely not end well. At this time, the emperor still wants to take the initiative to send it to the door, how can it not worry people.

Mo Jingli Shen Sheng said: "You only have to measure, you can do it."

Hesitated for a moment, the man nodded and turned and went out.

Mo Jingli’s coveted staring at the desktop god’s “color”, which appeared to be somewhat rude and filthy. If someone told him two months ago that he would wear a sloppy and dirty rags, and live in such a broken room with a strong wind and rain, he would definitely smash the man. But for more than a month, Mo Jingli can be said to have suffered. In order to avoid the search and arrest of the Dingwangfu and the Dachu court, he not only dressed as ordinary people, but also ate rough food and rough food. After eating all the hardships, I don’t know how many dangerous roads I have taken to avoid the eyes and ears of everyone. The purpose is naturally not just to look over it.

Although it has been so lonely now, but in the end, Mo Jingli was a man who had been an emperor for decades, and there were still some unknown dark cards in his hands. It is precisely because of this that he has the courage to dare to sneak into the northwest, "touch" to the Mohist Army's base camp. However, he is not in a hurry to enter the city. Now the city of Liang is bound to be guarded. Although there are not many people who can really recognize him, the ink guardian of the Mohist army has already taught him, so he does not want to. Too risky to take risks.

As for Mo Jingyu... On the face of Mo Jingli, there is a cold smile. He dared to go to see Mo Jingyu in a bright and honest way, and naturally there are enough chips to protect himself.

In the small tea house in the inconspicuous part of the city, Mo Jingyu saw the man in the cloth sitting inside the door and picked up the eyebrow. "You are courageous." It is not small, change one. People are afraid that they will never forget the drill in the base camp of the Mohist Army.

Mo Jingli snorted and looked up and down with Mo Jingyu's ridiculous sarcasm: "You are now holding power. I really didn't expect it, and finally... it was you who took advantage of it."

Mo Jingyu did not care, and smiled and said: "Polite, it will come to a meeting. What are you looking for?" Mo Jingyu did not put Mo Jingli in his eyes. In the past, he was a high-ranking Li Wang and Chu Emperor. Now, he is the assistant prince of Dachu, and Mo Jingli is just a wolf-stricken dog hiding in Tibet. Think of it here, the meaning of Mo Jingli.

Mo Jingli said: "Nature is something. I want you to do something for me."

"Why do you think I will promise?" Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows.

Mo Jingli looked at him and asked, "So... do you want a big jade?"

"Sure enough, you took away the jade!" Ink Jingyu's face "color" sinks, cold channel. Since the disappearance of Mo Jingli, it has been said that in Nanjing City or Xiangyang, there is no big jade. Yuxi symbolizes the supremacy of the imperial power. Although it is said that it is not impossible to do another one, but the jade is flowing outside, which is a big laughing stock for the Dachu royal family. If it is in the future, who will take the jade to make trouble, it is even more troublesome. Therefore, the Dachu royal family secretly sent people to search for Mo Jingli. One was to remove the roots and the other was to find the whereabouts of the jade.

Mo Jingli smiled and said: "You can not help me, you can also give jade to others... Of course, there are some smiles of Yu Wang together." This other person is naturally the political enemy of Mo Jingyu. For example, since the new emperor was enthroned, he gradually got up and wanted to fight with his brothers, or the Empress Dowager. Now that Mojing is praying, Mo Jingli is still outside. The Empress Dowager is a young and old emperor, and some other minds are gradually getting more. If Yuxi falls into the hands of others, it is not a good thing for Mo Jingyu.

"What do you want me to do?" Mo Jingyu asked quietly.

Mo Jingli said coldly: "I want you to help me... I have to remove the ink and the ink."

"You are crazy!" Mo Jingyu stood up and turned and left.

"Do you really not consider it?" The voice of Mo Jingli came from behind. Mo Jingyu turned and sneered: "Consider? Do you think I am stupid? Kill the ink in the city of Licheng? Don't say that it is killing the ink, I am afraid that it is a sweat." Dead whole body." Yuxi is very attractive, but he will give him the throne, and he will have to have a life to enjoy it.

"Do you think I can't do it?" Mo Jingli is not nervous. He doesn't have to be too nervous compared to Mo Jingyu. He has lost all he lost. The only thing left is probably his own life. However, he can't hide and hide forever, and he can't hide forever. It's better to fight for it! However, Mo Jingyu is different. He has forbeared for half a lifetime. Now he is finally holding power. Naturally, he is careful and careful, and he is afraid of making a mistake.

Mo Jingyu smiled coldly and simply did not bother to answer this question. As early as after the revision of the boundaries between Mo Xiu and Da Chu, he never thought that Mo Jingli or Mo Jing had prayed for him. Mo Jingli, who used to be the king of a country, couldn’t do it, not to mention the fact that this is hiding in Tibet’s Mo Jingli.

He didn't care about his contempt, and he smiled and said: "In this case, you can show me your sincerity first. How about Mo Xiaoyun?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Jingyu was alert.

Mo Jingli said: "Mo Xiaoyun and Zhenning have been very happy in the city of Licheng. Also, they are the emperor of Mo Jingqi, but they have invested in the palace. Even if the palace is for the sake of the world, it is inevitable. I will protect them. You said, if Mo Xiaoyun and Zhen Ning suddenly died under the protection of Dingwangfu, what would happen?” What’s more interesting is that they died in the banquet of Xiaowangzi and Little Princess of Dingwangfu. On the eve, the face of ink repairing "color" will definitely look great!

"If you don't think enough... plus how about a Nanxun queen?" Mo Jingli continued, his eyes flashing with the same look. Mo Jingyu did not say "color" and looked at him: "You want to destroy the banquet of Dingwangfu. What is the significance of this?" Before the banquet of the royal palace, Changxing Wang and Princess Zhenning, who were under the protection of Dingwangfu, were naturally I slammed the face of the palace. If the Queen of Nanxun had something to do in the city of Dali, Ding Wangfu was only afraid to give Nanxun a statement.

"Meaning? Do you want to see if ink repairs can change your face?" Mo Jingli smiled joyfully.

"You are crazy." Mo Jingyu sighed.

Mo Jingli’s face is “color” on the side, and he angered: “Yes! It’s crazy! It’s all smothered by ink! It’s forced by you! You guys... you traitors! Chen thief!"

Mo Jingyu sneered and looked at the faintly distorted **** "color" of Mo Jingli. He said indifferently: "Is it as if you are a loyal patriot? Why do you think that the Manchu martial arts would agree to abolish you? Even if you go back to Jiangnan now, you can only be a street mouse that everyone is yelling at. The secret of the South China’s secret medicine is to kill two predecessors, who is so mad and daring to recognize you?

"The Queen Mother!" Mo Jingli bite his teeth, only the Queen Mother knows the truth about these things.

Ink Jingyu smiled and said: "Isn't it?" Even your own biological mother has turned away from you, showing how much you have failed. What qualifications do you have to swear that others are "chaotic" thieves? What is this betrayal? We are this At most, it is to expel the thief, and help the orthodox."

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingli did not have anger. After a long silence, I began to say: "I don't want to tell you these nonsense, do you want to help?"

Mo Jingyu shook his head. "I can do anything for you."

"Three years ago... How did the 300,000 silver tickets in Beibei get out?" Behind him, the voice of Mo Jingli came from sinister.

"You!" Mo Jingyu suddenly turned around, his face "color" iron blue squatting with Mo Jingli, "The king does not know what you are talking!"

"I don't know if it's okay... Others know it. For example, Wang Shu or... a few other brothers? What do you say?" Mo Jingli smiled coldly. Mo Jingyu was silent for a long time, finally finally came back to sit down and stared at Mo Jingli and looked at it for a long while: "How do I know if you lied to me?"

Mo Jingli smiled and said: "You can give it a try. When you return to Nanjing, is it like me to be a street mouse?" You said that when you win and sell the country, which one is more Hate?"

Ink Jingyu's face "color" is as dark as ink. Half a sigh: "When are you..."

Mo Jingli sneaked a sigh: "Nature is only known after moving to Jiangnan. Otherwise, do you think you can accommodate you? At that time, I didn't want to let you, but... at that time, the church was already in a mess, and you still If you are obedient, you will be left with you. Now it seems... you are still right." If this time, someone who has no handle to be caught by him will be sold, but he will sell him to ink repair. .

Mo Jingli looked at him, smiled and sullen. "You can go to ink repair and inform you, big deal, let's die together. Anyway, there is nothing to worry about."

"I need to consider." Mo Jingyu closed his eyes and sighed. Apparently, the heart is struggling fiercely, and Mo Jingli shrugged and made a random gesture. Mo Jingyu said: "If the king is helping you, how can the king get out of himself? If it is a death, the king would rather return to Jiangnan than to die in the hands of Mo Xiu." He also heard a little, but anyone who has a slight choice will never fall in the hands of Mo Xiu.

In the eyes of Mo Jingli, a sneer flashed, faintly said: "You can rest assured that this king does not need you to do too many things. As long as you handle it yourself, no one will find it. At that time, you can naturally take it safely. Yuxi returned to Jiangnan to be your Yuwang."

Mo Jingyu took a deep breath and finally made up his mind: "Well, this king promises you."

Mo Jingli nodded with satisfaction: "Well, wait until you are ready, you will naturally inform you. Go back first." Mo Jingyu stood up and walked to the door. Going to the door and stopping, staring at Mo Jingli: "You should be careful. If something goes wrong... everyone will die together!"

Looking at the scene of Mo Jingyu disappeared at the door, the smile on the face of Mo Jingli was even more distorted.

"Oh, of course... I want to die together! Otherwise, what does the king do for you? Unfortunately, you don't know, what Murzo is best at is not tormenting people, but to anger." Is it related to Mo Jingyu? As long as the ink is out of the air, the ink repair will inevitably anger everyone. Including... the Dachu royal family in the south of the Yangtze River. Since you have betrayed you... then die together! It’s a pity... It’s even better if you can take the ink repair and the glass to die together.

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