I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

"What if I really go and never return?"

"Boy, you believe in everyone, but you don't believe in yourself?"

"No, it's just that I don't understand. Why do you act like you know everything? Are you a prophet?"

"Stupid boy, where do prophets come from in this world? They just guess people's hearts. Have you forgotten Mr. Wenren from the previous dynasty?"

It is Mr. Wenren who created the Eight-Direction Yin-Yang Formation.

"Okay, I won't say much. You just need to remember one sentence, 'put it to death and then live'. Anything that seems to be dead without a solution actually has a chance. Go to Zhenlong Pavilion when you have time, you It will become clear.”

"You've been taught." Ji Huaimo took a step back, put his hands together and held them high, and solemnly thanked Prince Cheng.

Prince Cheng waved his hand casually, and said with a smile, "I just feel sorry for my prince and nephew. With you helping him in the future, I can rest assured."

"Prince Gao Yi, point the boy to the way. In the future, boy..."

"Okay, okay! Don't talk about these nonsense, I just hope you don't smash Gu's signboard."

Ji Huaimo knew that he was talking about the position of Taiwei, so he said, "Don't worry, Huaimo will live up to his trust."

"Okay, you go out and ask that kid to come in."

"Yes." Ji Huaimo knew that he was talking about Mu Yang who was only waiting in the corridor, so he bowed and retreated.

He gently opened the door, and saw Mu Yang crossed his hands on the railing, looked up and didn't know where he was looking, his side face was still so beautiful that it was unreal, which gave Ji Huaimo the idea of ​​blending in with the scenery.

He heard the movement and turned around, "Okay?"

"Okay. The prince will let you in."

"Well. Wait for me here for a while." Mu Yang straightened up, turned around and entered the door, and when he passed by Ji Huaimo, he turned his head and said, "It won't be long."

Ji Huaimo: "..."

He is always so thoughtful.

After Mu Yang left, he immediately went to the pavilion, called the servant to bring a pen and paper, and drew the scene just now on the spot.

The strange thing is that it was the second time he saw Mu Yang, but his face seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he easily had a rough outline.

Waiting for the frame to be completed, he wrote a few more strokes, and a picture of a beautiful man looking from a distance jumped onto the paper.

Satisfied, he picked up the paper, dried the ink, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Yang coming out of it.

"doing what?"

"I'm drawing you."

"Huh?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He quickly walked down the corridor to the pavilion, "Let me see!"

In the painting, he is lifelike, and when he is looking far away, even the pair of peach blossom eyes are portrayed in detail, it can be seen that he has put his heart into it.

"I am very happy."

"..."

"Huai Mo, I'm very happy."

Ji Huaimo was a little embarrassed, "Brother Mu doesn't think I'm abrupt. This is for you." He rolled the drawing paper into a roll and stuffed it in Mu Yang's hand.

"..." Mu Yang originally wanted to say, just put it away, I prefer you to look at me all the time.But he also felt that if he was looked at by someone who cared, it might bring him trouble, so he said, "Then I will accept it for my brother. It happens that I also painted a portrait of Huai Mo, and I will get it for you someday."

"Oh? Brother Mu also painted me? When?"

"Naturally, Huai Mo was riding a horse and raising his whip that day on Zhongxi Street. I think that Huai Mo at that time was really full of heroism, bright and charming."

"..." Being told by a man that he was glamorous and attractive, Ji Huaimo not only felt nothing, but was a little happy, and didn't know what was wrong with him.

He whispered: "Brother Mu, remember to bring it to me next time."

"By the way, Brother Mu, aren't you curious about what the prince just said to me?"

"Huaimo, would you like to tell me?"

"He asked me to compete for the position of Marshal of the Second Route Reinforcement Army. Does Brother Mu agree with me?"

"Since it was the prince who spoke, there must be his reasons. Huai Mo can give it a try."

"However, before the battle even started, the prince decided that our army must be defeated. I always feel in my heart..."

"Then Huai Mo thinks that the twelve princes will win?"

"I can't guarantee this, but at least there is a chance of winning. There is really no reason for the prince to be so sure."

"Then, can Huai Mo analyze and analyze what are the advantages and disadvantages of Anguo and Qili today?" Mu Yang simply found a seat in the pavilion and sat down.

"As far as Anguo is concerned, his biggest advantage is of course that he has a large number of troops and sufficient food and grass. However, after a long journey, he will be exhausted when he arrives at the place, and his morale and energy may be slightly inferior to Qili. And what they are good at is plain warfare. Fighting with water is naturally better than Qili for fighting with horses."

"That's right, so Huai Mo doesn't think it's easier to win this battle with your Ji family's iron cavalry?"

"...Brother Mu, my iron cavalry is not the imperial court's spear, so there is no need to be on the saddle for the imperial court." Ji Huaimo's face turned cold instantly.

"..." Mu Yang realized in an instant that he had said something wrong and this person had misunderstood him.He hurriedly said, "Huai Mo, that's not what being a brother means. It's a big gamble, it depends on whether you are willing to bet or not."

"I don't want to." He said slowly.All the things he is doing now, all the countermeasures he is thinking of are to keep the Ji family and the iron cavalry from being destroyed.How could it be possible to lead them to be cannon fodder and let them die innocently?

If it weren't for that unreasonable belief, Ji Huaimo might think that Mu Yang and Prince Cheng and the Emperor jointly played a trick for him.

As the saying goes, "The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind." 'Even if he can't be a oriole, he shouldn't be that cicada.

"Okay, okay, then Huai Mo thinks about it from another angle, Nanmu City."

"Nanmu City?"

"Huaimo knows it, one of the three major cities. It was a catastrophe 11 years ago, and it was hard to escape. Huaimo has the heart to let it fall into the flames of war again, or even completely reduced to a dead city?"

"..."

"You have also dealt with Beinu, and you know that these barbarians are unreasonable. Once they win, they will massacre the city and pile up the corpses outside our city gate. Does Huai Mo want to see such a scene?"

"You don't need to provoke me with words anymore. I, Ji Huaimo, am not an uninformed person, let alone a holy mother. Not only have I seen the massacre of the city, but I have personally ordered it."

"But what I heard is that Huai Mo arrived in time to stop the military order of the Prince of Northern Hebei from slaughtering tens of thousands of people in the city. He did not hesitate to take forty army sticks for this. Huai Mo has always been a kind person."

"You're wrong. How can a person who started killing people at the age of seven be kind?"

"...Okay, the topic is off topic. Aren't we discussing the second-line reinforcements?" Mu Yang coughed, "Since Huai Mo doesn't like cavalry as the vanguard, then don't. It's just the position of marshal , you have to earn. If you want to help the prince, there is only one way."