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Hua Qianzi looked shocked: "How can that be!"

His excitement almost ruined his usual self-cultivation. Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "I have to go. If I still hide in the Pan Xiaotai, I am afraid that I will be ridiculed by the world. I, the supreme patriarch, still have to go!" rely on others to protect."

"It has nothing to do with this." Hua Qianzi said coldly, "Now that the turmoil is not over, I'm afraid they will target you after you leave."

Mo Fengyi said indifferently: "It's better to target me, I just want to let them know that it is I, Mo Fengyi, who is protecting the Gu girl, not Wen Yumeng."

"Feng Yi! Even if you are strong in martial arts, you can't stop them from swarming up! If you don't have the protection of Wen Yumeng, if someone knows that you are no longer in Pan Xiaotai, do you know the consequences?" The more Hua Qianzi said, the more angry he became. Why push Mo Feng out!

However, Mo Fengyi smiled softly, and pressed Hua Qianzi's shoulder: "A Qian, the Wenyu League is not mine, nor my father's, nor anyone else's. Its existence is to safeguard the justice of the martial arts. In fact, the elders said That's right, if I make a mistake and drag Wen Yumeng down, then I'm not worthy to be the leader of the alliance. So in case I make mistakes again and again, I have to go."

It is because Wenyu League has Mo Fengyi that it is so annoying. Now that this trouble is gone, or exposed to the eyes of the various families, what they have to do is to solve Mo Fengyi, and they will not target Wen Yumeng.

Hua Qianzi frowned: "Are you wrong? Do you really think it's your fault?"

"Wrong." Mo Fengyi's deep voice was pleasant, "It's my fault, otherwise Ziming wouldn't be able to exorcise Gu, and Wen Yumeng wouldn't have to be reviled."

Hua Qianzi closed his eyes and said softly, "I'll walk with you."

"I asked you to come to take care of Pan Xiaotai for me." Mo Feng said forcefully, "I don't know when I will come back after leaving. I will not bring anyone with me, except Zi Ming."

Hua Qianzi's heart sank, he should have known that this stubborn person wanted to leave himself out of the Wenyu League, but unfortunately, even if Mo Fengyi stepped down as the leader of the alliance now, he could not offset the resentment of those people, so he couldn't Then involve the people in the alliance.

Ling Ziming smiled lightly and nodded to Hua Qianzi.

"There are quite a few talented people in the league, but I don't believe many of them. I know that once this happens, they might not want to follow me, so I have no choice but to trouble you."

Hua Qianzi opened his mouth, but finally fell silent, and Pei Zhixu also remained silent.

Hou Ke and Gongsun Songli rushed into the hall.

"Master! You can't go!"

Before Hou Ke hugged Mo Fengyi, he walked up to Gongsun Songli and said with a faint smile:

"Yanzhuo, most of your martial arts have recovered these days, so I will leave Pan Xiaotai to you."

Gongsun Songli was startled: "Huh?"

"A Qian doesn't like to deal with the current situation. Pei Zhixu is my confidant, maybe those people will have scruples, but you are different, Mr. Yanzhuo, Wen Yumeng will believe you."

Gongsun Songli immediately said something more, he was stunned for a long time, and the whole "persuading him not to go" practiced with Hou Ke just now ran aground in an instant.

"You...where are you going?"

Mo Fengyi and Ling Ziming looked at each other and smiled.

"Texas, I'm going to visit an old man."

Gongsun Songli's eyes were flooded: "But this road is definitely not safe..."

"I'll be fine." Mo Fengyi finally said, "I'll leave Pan Xiaotai to you."

Hou Ke's child cried: "Master, take me away! Why should I stay here without you at the Pan Xiao Terrace!"

"Don't mess around!" Mo Feng showed a sullen expression on his face, "Do you think I'm going out to play?"

Hou Ke said anxiously: "I'm serious! I came here because of you! Otherwise, who cares about this Wenyu League!"

Mo Feng said irritably: "Songli, watch him, don't let that quick-tempered person cause trouble."

Gongsun Songli bowed and bowed: "Yes, leader."

Hou Ke couldn't let Mo Fengyi take him away even though she was soft and hard, and finally cried for two days.

It was too late, but Mo Fengyi set off the next day.

People in the martial arts world have good legs and feet, so the news naturally spread faster, but within half a month, Mo Fengyi's whereabouts were almost exposed to everyone's noses.

That made many people excited. Mo Fengyi didn't even have a hidden guard around him, and he seemed to be abandoned by the Wenyu League. going down is not easier

So Mo Fengyi's journey was difficult, and a group of people came to destroy him in the name of "destroying the Gu girl".

But he was also happy, anyway, he solved it, not to mention Ling Ziming's condition has been good, so even if they were hunted down, the two of them seemed to be going out for an outing.

What made him even happier was that he found Song Yushan.

When he handed over the token, the old man sneered: "Why didn't the Xun family boy come?"

"You know he's busy. I'll definitely ask him to come and plead guilty in a few days." Mo Fengyi smiled and moved the things in front of him. "He specially prepared these for me to bring."

It is the royal wine of the palace, drunk with dew.

Seeing the good wine, Song Yushan's old face bloomed like a flower, "For sure he has a heart."

Song Yushan glanced at Mo Fengyi: "I seem to have only seen you when you were full moon, and then I resigned and left. I didn't expect to be separated from that girl forever."

Mo Feng realized that he was talking about his own mother, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "Thank you for your concern, senior."

"This girl..." Song Yushan glanced at Ling Ziming, "Is it Ling Zhaohuan's daughter?"

Mo Feng was startled, and the old man continued: "My old man has a bad memory, but his eyes are good. Ling Zhaohuan is my favorite student. He looks more comfortable than the current Kun Yi."

Mo Fengyi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Ling Zhaohuan was promoted by Song Yushan, and after he was demoted, Song Yushan was allowed to be his prime minister because the former emperor had no one to use.

Ling Ziming said gently: "Exactly."

Why don't we just kiss more now? Mo Fengyi knows that although this old man has resigned and returned to his hometown, he still has clear eyes and ears. I'm afraid he knows about these days.

Song Yushan said while watering the lace: "I didn't see you before, why are you looking for me now? Could it be that you are really delivering a bar for the Xun family boy?"

"To be honest, this junior and sister-in-law are really desperate, so..."

"Desperate." Song Yushan smiled, "I don't believe you are cornered, if you don't say anything, get out!"

"Hey! Senior, my sister is actually in poor health, she...you know?"

"what do you know"

Mo Fengyi choked for a moment, Ling Ziming took the initiative to say: "Senior, do you know that my father is carrying Gu poison?"

Song Yushan was startled, straightened up and said sullenly: "Gu Du, are you kidding me? I've known Ling Zhaohuan for 20 years, don't tell me I don't know what he looks like?"

He didn't seem to like his disciple being said like this, but when he saw that it was his daughter, he couldn't speak harsh words, so he could only say again: "Little girl, I know about you, and it will spread throughout Beiyi , but nothing to do with your father."

Mo Feng took another step to stand in front of Ling Ziming, and said with a light smile, "Senior, don't worry, my sister is just asking, and she doesn't want it to have anything to do with Uncle Ling."

"I know what you want to ask, but don't expect me to be an old man. I have long since stopped asking about world affairs." Song Yushan said indifferently.

"Senior, this is a big deal..."

Song Yushan waved his hand: "Okay, don't talk about it, I'll tell you one thing, and I will tell Xun Can later that the turmoil in Mianzhou has been suppressed, but the southern border defense must not be neglected, and the troops must be re-arranged and strengthened. "

Mo Fengyi was taken aback, why did he suddenly change the subject?

Before they could react, Song Yushan said again: "Anyway, they are going to the imperial city, so bring me something by the way."

As he entered the door, Mo Feng was stunned.

who is going to the imperial city

Give Xun Can a message to go to the Imperial City

Before Mo Fengyi could refuse anything, Song Yushan threw an inkstone into his hand.

"Do you know what the imperial city is? You go and give this to the boss, saying that I found a good thing for him."

Mo Fengyi: "..."

Did I say I'm going to the imperial city?Are you asking me to die?

Ling Ziming was also very puzzled: "Senior, the imperial city..."

Song Yushan smiled: "It's not too late, let's go after dinner?"

Mo Fengyi didn't know how to refute for a while, and when he sat down with Ling Ziming, he was still dazed again.

Mr. Song was accompanied by only one old domestic servant, according to Xun Can, who was his playmate since childhood, and Song Yushan brought only him with him after he resigned from office and returned to his hometown.

"When I returned to Dezhou, I thought that I could really avoid dealing with the imperial court. It seems that my thinking was too simple." Song Yushan's teeth were already bad, and the dishes during the dinner were all soft and bland.

"Does the people in the court still want to contact you?" Mo Fengyi was not easy to pick and choose, so he almost didn't move his chopsticks, and he was not hungry anyway.

Song Yushan smiled helplessly: "King Wei Bin's power is getting stronger and stronger, if there is not Xun Can on the prince's side, I'm afraid he will be compared."

Ling Ziming smiled lightly: "Senior, does Xun Can come to see you often?"

"Every time that kid asks me about court affairs in the name of giving wine, he still pretends that I can't see it." Song Yushan stroked his white beard, his cloudy eyes seemed to be smiling, "I also see He let you in only because you had his token."

Turning to look up at Mo Fengyi, he hesitated for a moment, then heard: "When Lian'er passed away, you were only five or six years old, right?"

Mo Fengyi stopped biting his chopsticks, and said straightly: "Seven years old."

"That's not too big..." The old prime minister only drank a little porridge and refused to move his mouth. "It's been more than ten years in a flash, it's really fast."

"Yes." Mo Fengyi continued to ask, "Senior, do you know that my mother is not in good health?"

Song Yushan smiled: "That girl has a lively temperament and has been liked since she was a child, but she is a good fortune with no illness, no disaster, smooth and safe life."

Mo Fengyi suddenly remembered that Song Yushan had left the imperial city very early and probably didn't know anything, so his face darkened.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about King Wei Bin, the Holy Majesty has already made a decision."

Mo Fengyi and Ling Ziming were both shocked.

"What do you mean... a decision was made long ago?" Mo Fengyi's heart moved slightly, and he faintly sensed something.

Song Yushan's old face also moved slightly, and the old servant reminded just now: "Master, it's time to drink the medicine."

Only then did Song Yushan shut up, and Mo Fengyi felt a little lost, as if he had missed something.

Ling Ziming glanced at him, and asked: "We also think that King Wei Bin is so presumptuous, the emperor will not ignore it."

The old servant didn't stop him, Song Yushan suddenly said: "Yes...how could you not know...it's a pity..."

The more Mo Fengyi listened, the more confused he became: "It's a pity"

"That child...was a poor man..."

Song Yushan was helped to drink medicine by the old servant.

Mo Fengyi wanted to ask something else, but he paused suddenly.

"Someone is coming." Ling Ziming was also alert.

Mo Feng went out in two steps, and the blue sky and white sun turned out to be a group of men in black.

"Mo Fengyi, let us catch you."

Mo Fengyi looked at the arrogant dozens of people, curled his lips and said: "You are from that mountain again."

"I'm going to die and still talk so much nonsense!" The leader winked, and a dozen people rushed forward, and Mo Feng felt very tired.

After finally solving everything, he turned to Ling Ziming and said, "It's from Tangjiabao."

Ling Ziming was surprised: "Aren't they all dead? How do you know?"

"What do you think your brother is doing?" Mo Fengyi raised his eyebrows, "With such low-level kung fu, even famous schools look down on you."

Ling Ziming smiled, and Mo Fengyi sighed again: "But even this small sect knows my whereabouts, I'm afraid it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

"Yes, we can't bother Senior Song." Ling Ziming looked worried.

The old servant went out with a package in both hands.

"Master is getting old and just wants to live in peace. I hope you will understand me."

Mo Feng took it differently, a little heavy, it should be the inkstone.

"What happened today is so offensive, I don't know where these people came from." Mo Fengyi apologized, "We will leave soon."

The old servant waved his hand: "This inkstone is made of high-quality Duanshi. I hope you will keep it carefully and hand it over to someone who is destined for you as soon as possible."

Mo Feng frowned, a little confused, and the old servant said again: "Let's go to the imperial city, this is the master's intention."

"But it's not safe here, Senior Song..." Mo Fengyi said worriedly.

"Don't worry, my lord. With the old man's ruined name, those gangsters dare not disturb the old man rashly after you leave." The old servant didn't look up all the time, and his attitude was extremely humble.

Mo Fengyi's heart ached, and he realized what it meant to be chased away.

Ling Ziming smiled lightly and tugged on Mo Fengyi's sleeve: "Since it's what Senior Song meant, we will naturally not refuse, thank you, old man."

The old servant bowed, turned and entered the house.

Mo Fengyi was holding the heavy stone, a little dazed.

Summer hastily entered, and the new tax law that His Royal Highness wants to promulgate still has no whereabouts.

Shu Qiyun was running around in a hurry in the room. Not only did the court not please her these few days, but also there was no trace of Ling Ziming. Didn't she say that she was in Dezhou?What about people now?Why can't I find it

The more Shu Qiyun thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and in desperation he had no choice but to bother Xun Can.

"I don't have any whereabouts of them either." Xun Can had a face as black as an inkstone.

Shu Qiyun frowned: "Could it be that Mo Fengyi doesn't even contact you?"

"I haven't contacted me since I left Pan Xiaotai."

Shu Qiyun said helplessly, "What about the last news?"

Xun Can shook his head helplessly: "It was at the old man Song's place in Dezhou a month ago, and then the soldiers guarding Song's house said they left, and there has been no news since then."

Shu Qiyun fell on the chair weakly: "Why? Didn't Mo Fengyi leave Pan Xiaotai just to attract attention? Now that he is missing, he is afraid and wants to hide."

Xun Can shook his head again, but he also felt strange, why did Mo Fengyi suddenly disappear? Could it be that the place he was going could not be known by others?

But he didn't want to think about it anymore. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. The bastard Mo Fengyi always only cared about himself, so who cares about him?

Say nothing, keep everything from him...

Xun Can pressed his eyebrows, Shu Qiyun waved his hands and said: "It's useless for us to be anxious now, are you ready?"

"I went to the palace yesterday and asked the emperor what he meant." Xun Can said indifferently, "The emperor did not stop me from investigating as usual."

Shu Qiyun's expression changed: "Father asked you to investigate?"

"Actually, this matter should be handed over to the Qiuhao Supervisor. After all, Lord Ying is in charge of all investigations." Xun Can said, "I asked him for instructions before, and Lord Ying is willing to help me."

"Really?" Shu Qiyun's mood finally eased.

Xun Can said with a faint smile: "When the evidence is collected, I will impeach him immediately, and I will never give Kun Yi a chance to come back."

Shu Qiyun nodded, they talked for a while, Shu Qiyun got up and went back.

At nightfall, Xun Can was still approving official documents, and the local police seemed to have settled down a lot recently. I don't know if it was because Mo Fengyi disappeared.But he received a condolence letter from Gongsun Songli, it seems that the kid also has credit.

Xun Can is having a headache with the placement of the border guards, but he faintly feels that Nanshiguo seems to be a little ready to move, just like what Yu Zhi told him before his first expedition, Nanshiguo is simply a wolf that can't be fed, no matter whether the North No matter how Yi can help them, as long as the soldiers are strong and strong, they will attack Bei Yi.

Xun Can picked up a pen and wrote down the military order.

The wind blows outside the window.

Xun Can was very vigilant, he raised his eyes and listened carefully, but the sound of the wind disappeared in an instant.

Xun Can thought that the guards in the mansion should be very conscientious, how could someone have the opportunity to sneak attack on the general's mansion

But he still walked slowly to the door.

With a "squeak", the door opened.

A black shadow jumped up quickly, rushed up and wrapped his neck around his neck, hanging on his body, forcing Xun Can to take a few steps back, and the man even closed the door with his foot.

Just as Xun Can realized who the person in his arms was, Mo Fengyi kissed him on the face, and finally buried his head on his shoulder.

"My General Xun, you lost."