[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

In the evening, the snow that had stopped fell again.

Mo Jingzhi sat lazily at the table, stuffed a piece of rice cake into his mouth and chewed.The person sitting beside him put down his chopsticks and stared at Mo Jingzhi.Mo Jingzhi swallowed the rice cake, touched his chin, and asked Gu Minglan suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Gu Minglan frowned, shook her head lightly, and pushed the celadon plate with rice cakes down in front of Mo Jingzhi.Mo Jingzhi unceremoniously took another piece of rice cake, took a big bite, and handed the rest to Gu Minglan.Gu Minglan took the rice cake Mo Jingzhi handed over, took a bite, her brows were still frowned so distressingly.

Mo Jingzhi reached out and stroked Gu Minglan's eyebrows, as if he wanted to smooth Gu Minglan's eyebrows.

"It's too sweet." Gu Minglan put the rice cake he took a bite back into the celadon plate, and said after a while.

"I think it's just right." Mo Jingzhi picked up the rice cake that Gu Minglan threw back, ate it in one bite, and then raised his eyebrows proudly.

Gu Minglan pushed Mo Jingzhi's hand away, stood up and prepared to leave.Mo Jingzhi grabbed Gu Minglan's wrist and kept him there. "It's still early." Mo Jingzhi said in a low voice, "Would you like to warm a pot of wine and go to the courtyard to enjoy the snow?"

"Appreciate the snow at night?" Gu Minglan smiled, "I'm freezing to death."

"I'll just hug you." Mo Jingzhi smiled rascally.

Mo Jingzhi took out a white jade flute from his wide sleeve. The jade body of the flute was pure white, and it was a piece of natural jade.After all, Gu Minglan did not sit in Mo Jingzhi's arms. He ordered someone to set up a table and two stools under the cedar tree outside the courtyard. A red clay stove was set up on the table, and a pot of wine was warmed on the stove.Mo Jingzhi put the flute to his mouth and tested the sound. The clear and clear sound of the flute broke through the quiet night. , gulp it down.

The snow fell silently, Gu Minglan held the wine glass and drank it one by one, remembering that when he was in Licheng, there was a New Year's Eve, it was also such a cold snowy night, Mo Jingzhi took him to find the high-level house in Jingliehou's mansion. Two people climbed up the towering city wall of Licheng, Mo Jingzhi took out a bamboo flute from his arms, sat on the top of the wall, dangling his feet, and played the flute for him.A smile flickered across Gu Minglan's mouth, and Mo Jingzhi saw it.Suddenly the sound of the flute stopped, Mo Jingzhi stood up from the stool, leaned down and kissed Gu Minglan's slightly curved lips, then left, sat back on the stool, and continued to play the next piece.Gu Minglan froze for a moment, then shook her head helplessly.

Mo Jingzhi played the tune for about a cup of tea, Gu Minglan drank a little too fast, after four or five cups, Mo Jingzhi finished playing the tune.Mo Jingzhi drank the cold wine in front of him, raised his eyes and asked Gu Minglan, "What else do you want to hear?"

Gu Minglan thought for a while and said, "Do you still remember the song that was played on the city wall of Licheng?"

"That song." Mo Jingzhi was a little embarrassed, "I haven't played it since you left, and I don't know if I can play it now."

"Blow it, I want to hear it."

Mo Jingzhi nodded, and Gu Minglan closed her eyes when the first sound came out.Memories flooded in, he fell in love with Mo Jingzhi, it should be on that snowy New Year's Eve night.After more than 20 years of vicissitudes, he became the No. 1 general in Zuzhou, but he stepped on the back of the person who played the flute for him.

"I..." Gu Minglan wanted to say something to Mo Jingzhi, but was interrupted by Mo Jingzhi.

"Listen to the tune." Mo Jingzhi smiled gently at Gu Minglan, put the white jade flute to his lips, and continued to play the somewhat jerky tune.

That night, Mo Jingzhi played several tunes, and Gu Minglan drank pot after pot of wine.At the climax of the moon, Mo Jingzhi helped the drunk Gu Minglan back to the house.Mo Jingzhi put Gu Minglan on the couch, took off his boots and climbed up, hugged Gu Minglan in his arms, and fell asleep together.

Qing Yi was halfway through breakfast when he heard hurried footsteps outside the house.The visitor hurriedly knelt down in front of Qingyi, and stammered, "Master Mo... Lord Mo..."

"Here we come." Qing Yi put down the half-eaten three fresh buns in his hand, and said the unspoken words for the attendant.

Mo Jingzhi was still wearing a black robe today, standing against the light, unable to see his expression clearly, but Qingyi could clearly see the white porcelain bottle in his hand.Qingyi waved his hand to let the visitor back down, and swallowed the bun in his mouth, Qingyi raised his hand to invite Mo Jingzhi to sit down.

"Master Hou is so early, he probably hasn't had breakfast yet." Qingyi served Mo Jingzhi a bowl of porridge, and Mo Jingzhi sat down as soon as the porridge was served.

Qing Yi clearly saw that Mo Jingzhi was wearing an unfathomable smile, and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Seeing his expression, Mo Jingzhi smiled even more heartily: "Won't your lord ask me why I came so early?"

"Why?" Qing Yi asked helplessly.

"Because I regret it." Mo Jingzhi said very calmly, he put the white porcelain bottle in his hand in front of Qingyi, and looked at Qingyi slyly.

Qingyi's brows were locked together, and his face gradually became gloomy: "Master Hou, although I want to let you go, but you should know that if you fall into Shile's hands, you may not be able to escape."

Mo Jingzhi nodded: "Yes."

"Master Hou still don't force me to do it." Qingyi put the white porcelain bottle back in front of Mo Jingzhi.The moment he pushed the white porcelain bottle in front of Mo Jingzhi, suddenly a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, Qingyi was terrified, and the folding fan that was inseparable from his right hand hurriedly met the cold light, resisting the opponent's fatal blow.

However, Mo Jingzhi's attack did not slow down because of this, he clasped Qingyi's wrist with his free left hand, and with a little force, he brought Qingyi out of the house.

"Mo Jingzhi!" Qing Yi suddenly changed color, his left hand was restrained, and the free right hand smashed at Mo Jingzhi, but he was a step slower.

Mo Jingzhi's short sword was attached to Qingyi's neck, the blade was glowing coldly, Qingyi couldn't help shivering.The guards outside the house saw that Qingyi was restrained by Mo Jingzhi, they pulled out their weapons one after another, and pointed at Mo Jingzhi, they dared not go forward, fearing that Mo Jingzhi would be forced to kill Qingyi.

"Call Wu Xuan here." Mo Jingzhi casually glanced at the guards surrounding him, picked out someone, and asked him to notify Wu Xuan.

The guard didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly turned around and ran to the small building behind him. After a while, a cold young man in black clothes appeared in front of Mo Jingzhi.Mo Jingzhi smiled triumphantly at Wu Xuan, and said to Wu Xuan who had not yet entered the courtyard: "Please, Commander, let these people retreat."

Wu Xuan glanced at Mo Jingzhi coldly, and said: "Master Mo broke into Fufeng County Mansion alone, do you think you can get away with the whole body if you restrain the Qinglong King?"

"Would you like to try?" Mo Jingzhi ignored Wu Xuan, and the short sword stuck to Qingyi's neck drew a bloodstain on Qingyi's neck.

"Mo Jingzhi, you are courting death!" Qing Yi cursed in a low voice, but couldn't break free from Mo Jingzhi.

Mo Jingzhi was not annoyed, he glanced at Qingyi lightly, and said to Wu Xuan: "How does Shao Siming feel?"

Anger gathered in Wu Xuan's eyes, he did not refuse again, and raised his hand to signal the guards surrounding Mo Jingzhi to retreat.

After all the guards withdrew, Mo Jingzhi moved the dagger attached to Qingyi's neck a little. "Thank you very much." Mo Jingzhi really thanked him.

"What do you want to do?!" Qingyi felt that the restrained left hand was a little looser, and he was a little confused, so he had to ask Mo Jingzhi sharply.

Mo Jingzhi smiled easily: "Another way of dying."

"What?" Before Qingyi could react, he felt a muffled grunt from the person behind him, and then something dripped on his body, it was wet, he felt his back was wet, Before he regained consciousness, he saw a shocking drop of red falling on the snow at his feet, drop after drop, gradually forming a line of blood, and the blood that fell on the ground merged into a puddle of blood, Qingyi's eyes widened more and more Big, he suddenly reacted, he broke free from Mo Jingzhi's grasped hand with a single effort, turned around, and saw the unfathomable smile on the corner of Mo Jingzhi's mouth.

Wu Xuan stood behind Mo Jingzhi, holding Mo Jingzhi's dagger in his hand, one end of the dagger pierced through Mo Jingzhi's chest, bright red blood streaked along the tip of the sword, and fell on the snow, shocking people.

"Wu...xuan?" Qingyi fell to the ground in astonishment, he actually wanted to pounce on Mo Jingzhi's chest, but he couldn't lift his arms or move his feet.It seemed that there was a force pulling him, making him sit on the ground, he could only open his mouth wide, and looked at Mo Jingzhi's increasingly smug smile in disbelief.

"Thank you..." Mo Jingzhi knelt on the ground slumped, piercing his heart with a sword, he would surely die.

Qingyi couldn't believe it, this person had restrained himself just now, and threatened Wu Xuan with himself, why did he become like this in an instant?Qing Yi felt that his mind was in chaos. He wanted to try to clear himself up and understand why this situation happened, but he couldn't figure it out.He could only stare blankly at Mo Jingzhi, watching the man's lazy eyes gradually fade away.

"The captive Mo Jingzhi wanted to hijack Qinglong King Ben to escape from Fufeng and return to Yankong, but he was discovered by Shao Siming Wu Xuan, who cut him off on the spot. He cut off his head and hung it above the gate of Fufeng County, as a warning to others!" Wu Xuan said slowly. Slowly withdrew the short sword from Mo Jingzhi's body, every word paused, the sound was like a bell, and spread throughout the Fufeng Governor's Mansion.

Qingyi was brought back to his senses by Wu Xuan's voice, and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.He saw that after Wu Xuan finished speaking the last word, there was a flash of relief in Mo Jingzhi's eyes, and then Mo Jingzhi closed his eyes, and the world returned to peace.

Why?Qing Yi wanted to ask Mo Jingzhi, why did Wu Xuan have blood on his hands, and why did he die in this way?He crawled to Mo Jingzhi's side with hands and feet, and tightly held Mo Jingzhi's weak shoulders, trying to wake up the person who closed his eyes and died peacefully, but it was futile after all.

"Stop pushing," Wu Xuan squatted down, put the dagger in Mo Jingzhi's hand, and pulled Qingyi up from the ground with a snowy face, "Mo Jingzhi deserves to die like this."

"Why... what?" Qingyi's face was pale, he didn't understand.

"Because he is Mo Jingzhi," Wu Xuan sighed, and had to explain to Qingyi, "Because he is the Marquis Jinglie of Yankong, just like you are the Azure Dragon King of Shile!"

"Same?" Qing Yi thought for a while, but still shook his head, he felt his head was about to explode.

Wu Xuan let go of the hand supporting Qingyi, he turned around slowly, and walked back step by step until he reached the gate of the courtyard, Wu Xuan's indifferent voice sounded in Qingyi's ears: "He The only way to die is to die in battle."

To die in battle... Qingyi suddenly understood.If it wasn't for Gu Minglan, Mo Jingzhi would have died in Beiyang.

Qingyi looked down at the man with a relieved smile on his lips, and suddenly laughed too.Everyone in the world thinks that Jing Liehou of Yankong is living a chic and comfortable life. Who would have thought that he has been imprisoning himself in a prison called "Gu Minglan" and stubbornly refused to come out.Obviously, there was no lock in this heart prison, but it imprisoned him for eternity.

Qingyi picked up the dagger that Wu Xuan put in Mo Jingzhi's hand, raised the hand holding the sword, and hung it in the air, a cold light flashed across, and a dull sound came from the silent courtyard.Qing Yi lowered his hands and looked up at the sky dejectedly, he didn't want to kill anyone.

When Gu Minglan woke up, her headache was about to explode.He found that the person next to him was not there again, sighed, got out of bed, and put on his clothes.It was still snowing outside the house, and Gu Minglan didn't know how long he had slept. When he walked to the hall, a soldier in silver armor was standing motionless in front of the screen wall, and a layer of snow had fallen on his body.

Gu Minglan knew this soldier, he was Qingyi's guard. "What happened?" Gu Minglan pressed her head that was about to crack and asked.

The silver armored soldier took a few steps forward, knelt on the snow, and raised a letter in his hand above his head: "My lord asked my subordinates to inform the general that the scouts came to report yesterday that there was a change in the ink cavalry in Chilong County. Shu Ningbai will launch another surprise attack tonight."

Gu Minglan stopped and frowned. Instead of accepting the letter, he ordered his attendants to prepare a horse for him.Before leaving, Gu Minglan asked the old servants in the other courtyard to wait for Mo Jingzhi to come back, don't tell her where she went, and then got on her horse and galloped towards Fufeng County.

The old servant waited for the master to go far away before he let out a deep breath: "Mr. Mo, don't let me tell you where I'm going. What's going on today?"