[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

Another day ended quietly.In Shahai City, snow is piled up on both sides of the street, the dusk is getting darker, and tomorrow is a new day, but in Shahai City, it is so quiet that people tremble, the wind lanterns on the eaves are drifting with the new wind, and the lights are on and off. Shining on the frozen ground, elongating the shadow of the colonnade.

In the quiet alley, sudden and flustered footsteps suddenly sounded, and A Ji ran into Mo's agate shop trembling with his arms folded. After a quick knock on the door and a creaking sound of opening the door, A Ji raised his foot Stepping into the house, he locked them up with his backhand.

Several lights suddenly lit up in the dark room, and the table where the agate products were originally placed in the agate shop was removed, and a round table was placed in the middle, surrounded by a group of wealthy merchants. Before A Ji could take a breath, The merchant in front of A Ji asked nervously: "Those old guys still refuse to release food?"

A Ji nodded resentfully, not caring about his dry mouth, and hurriedly said: "General Lang has already set a deadline. If the old nobleman doesn't pay the rations on time, General Lang will forcefully send troops to collect rations."

"These old nobles are really confused!" Another merchant punched the table, causing the agate cup on the table to jump high before falling to the ground.

"If Lijin City is destroyed, then Shile's target is Red Palace. Once Beimo is destroyed, what is the use of the rice and grain of those old nobles?" Another merchant shook his head and sighed. He was calmer than others, but the current situation In his view, not optimistic.

A Ji is young, and he also knows the truth of the cold lips and teeth. From the time Lang Qirong returned to Shahai City, there was a depressive atmosphere in the city.The old nobles refused to pay the grain, and the merchants in the chamber of commerce had some scruples. It has been half a month since Lang Qirong returned to Shahai City, and he has not received half of the rice grain.

"When will Boss Mo come back?" Some people couldn't bear it. Although they used extraordinary means at the very moment, they still placed their hopes on Mo Lianzhi. After all, most of the rice in the warehouse was from the Mo family. .

A Ji also wants to know when his master will come back, but he got the news from Lang Qirong. Now that the main city of Lijin is blocked by Shile's three armies, the news can't get out or come in. A Ji thinks that his master probably Trapped in the wilderness.

"General Lang said that Lijin City is currently surrounded by the three armies of Shi Le, and there is no news. A Ji thinks that the master is probably already in the wilderness, but he is surrounded outside." A Ji looked sad.

"Hey... In that case, let's take out our own rice grains. As for the Mo family's..." The businessman sitting directly in front of the round table is the oldest, his temples are already frost-white, and there is a trace of helplessness in his sophisticated eyes. He glanced at it. A Ji, then said, "The Mo family will not let go, wait for your patriarch to come back."

"Let's do as Boss Shi said." Everyone couldn't come up with any good ideas, so they had to follow the advice of Boss Shi, who was the oldest.

A Ji panicked, obviously Mo's is the largest store in Beimo, but in the end he couldn't donate rice to Beimo.A Ji's hands hidden in his sleeves gradually clenched. After thinking for a while, he suddenly bowed to all the merchants in front of the round table, and said in a loud voice: "Bosses, although the master is not in Shahai City, A Ji knows that the master has always been in his heart." I am thinking about Beimo, and thinking about the friendship with you. Now that Beimo is in danger, the master must be as anxious as you. Although the relationship between the master and the king's family is not mentioned, even for the sake of many people in Beimo, the master will immediately Letting out the grain, I will advance and retreat with Beimo with everyone! So A Ji thought, the master must be able to release the grain in his heart, and A Ji dared to be the master for the master, and handed over the Mo's rice grain to General Lang to help the king A helping hand!"

When the merchants heard A Ji's words, they were startled at first, and then their faces showed admiration.The Mo family has been able to gain a foothold in Beimo for many years, not only because of its business skills, but even a small shop assistant like A Ji can have such courage. Compared with those old nobles guarding their own granaries, all merchants can't help but I sighed in my heart.

The people gathered in front of the grain cart made way for left and right, their faces were filled with joy and anger, when Sha Yangren walked past these people, he swept away the expressions of everyone.

Lang Qirong clenched his right fist on his chest and saluted Sha Yangren respectfully. Sha Yangren nodded, glanced at the rice on the grain truck, and brushed his fingers lightly on the pattern printed with the word "Shang". A cruel smile emerged from the corner of Sha Yangren's mouth: "It was the inland people who saved me in Beimo in the end." Sha Yangren looked at Lang Qirong and sneered, "Is Gu being too soft-hearted to those old nobles? ?”

Although Lang Qirong was angry at those old nobles who refused to pay the food, he was worried that if Sha Yangren continued to suppress the old nobles, it would chill the hearts of the Beimo royal family. For a while, Lang Qirong didn't know what to say.He can only lead troops to fight, and he has always avoided these intrigues.

"My subordinates don't know." Lang Qirong lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Sha Yangren.

Sha Yangren chuckled lightly, he knew that the love general didn't want to get involved in these trivial matters, and it was indeed not the time to care about them.

"What does the chamber of commerce say?" Beimo is located in the northernmost part of Zuzhou, and supplies are scarce. If these inland merchants hadn't traveled between Beimo and the inland all year round to do business, Beimo might still be living a rough life now. Days, so the northern desert royal family respected these inland businessmen, and Sha Yangren was no exception.

Lang Qixuan raised his head and said: "The other merchants have entrusted their subordinates to report to the king, hoping that this battle will go well. As for the Mo family..." Lang Qixuan paused, seeing that Sha Yangren's expression remained unchanged, he said, "Mr. Mo People have not returned to Beimo, this time the food release was decided by a young man named A Ji privately, but I heard from the merchants that Aji said that even though Mo Lian is in the inland, he is still sincere to Beimo, I hope Lord, don't pursue Mr. Mo."

Sha Yangren laughed heartily and said, "How could Gu blame Mr. Mo? You send someone to tell that boy that Gu not only doesn't pursue Mr. Mo, but also praises Mr. Mo vigorously! And that brave boy!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lang Qirong breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the worry in A Ji's eyes when he sent their grain truck out of the city, Lang Qirong was also worried when he saw it, now that Sha Yangren has spoken in front of everyone, he will never break his promise, Aki should be relieved too.

Lang Qirong ordered the soldiers to push the rice grains into the camp. Everyone cheered and pushed the grain carts to the camp.After arranging the personnel, Lang Qirong followed Sha Yangren up to the city wall of Lijin City.There are still a few days left for Tuyue to end. At this time last year, the Lijin City had already been decorated with lights and festivities to welcome the joy of the New Year, but what is heard in the Lijin City today is the sound of horseshoes and weapons colliding.Although Shi Le's three armies besieged Lijin City, they did not move for a long time. They set up camp ten miles away from Lijin City, and they did not take any other actions except sending a team of wind cavalry troops to circle Lijin City every day.

Sha Yangren pointed his fingers on the cold battlements, and his blue eyes lit up with anticipation: "The lord of Shi Le seems to have not arrived yet."

Lang Qiran was startled, and suddenly understood why Shi Le's Tian Yu army would stand still these days. Their real commander was not Yun Feng, but the new king.

"That king's ambition is really great." Lang Qirong said in a low voice.

Sha Yangren curled the corner of his mouth: "His ambition has always been great. Without him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sit in that position."

Lang Qixuan's heart suddenly felt that the old Hanhai King had four sons, and Sha Yangren was the youngest one. However, within three years, Sha Yangren's three older brothers lost power one after another. It seems that Sha Yangren's throne was won by luck. Come, now that I think about it, Sha Yangren and that Shile proton might be involved in this.Lang Qirong couldn't help but shudder, if all this had the chess game set up by the Lord of Shile, then this battle of knowing yourself and the enemy would be very difficult to fight.

"There will always be winners and losers, but this time Gu will not follow the steps he arranged." Sha Yangren's eyes were fixed, and his fingers on the battlements were closed. He looked at the silver waves far away from the city wall and sneered road.

The snow that had not stopped for a long time began to cover the sky and covered the ground again. The snow curtain blocked the sight in front of him, and Mo Lian was playing a desolate Beimo tune in a moody way.The horse's hooves stepped on the ice, making a sound of breaking ice.Gu Minglan and the rest of the Tianyu Army have been walking along this snow ditch for a day and a night. Marching in the snow is very difficult, but this group of Tianyu Army has been walking in the snow for a day and a night. Glancing at the long line, the Eagle Bone Flute made a clear sound, catching up to the sky.

Gu Minglan reined in the reins, and looked back at the leisurely man on the horse behind him: "Mr. Mo is still in high spirits, marching on a snowy night, and can still play such an exciting and high-pitched tune, Mr. Mo must be very confident ?”

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Mo Lianzhi put the eagle bone flute back on his waist, and looked at Gu Minglan with a smile, but his tone was icy cold: "There is a general with a hundred thousand heavenly feather troops, and now there is a general with a hundred thousand soldiers The Tianyu Longbow will soon be pursued by the [-]-day army of the Lord of Shile, and from Mo's point of view, General Gu is more confident."

"Oh?" Gu Minglan raised her eyebrows.

Mo Lianzhi laughed again: "General Gu doubts that Mo can do it?"

Gu Minglan turned her head, and her voice came from the cold wind: "Gu thought that Mr. Mo thought Beimo would be defeated, and he didn't want to make unnecessary struggles anymore."

Mo Lianzhi suppressed the smile on his lips: "Mo once thought that General Gu was a gentleman, it seems that Mo was wrong."

"Gentleman?" Gu Minglan lightly repeated these two words on her lips, and said with a sneer, "If Gu was a gentleman, Mr. Xu Mo would not use the four counties of Yankong."

Gu Minglan would always pinch Mo Lianzhi's painful foot at the right time, even though Mo Lianzhi knew that Gu Minglan was deliberately provoking him, Mo Lianzhi still couldn't keep the expression on his face.The shadows appeared in Mo Lianzhi's eyes again, and Mo Lianzhi gritted his teeth and squeezed the eagle bone flute in his hand.