Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

In late summer, the scorching heat under the hood keeps the streets deserted.

The cicadas chirped once or twice, as if they were also enveloped almost silently, with no energy left.

Mohen was wearing a coarse cloth, and turned into the west side along the shadow in twos and threes. He had a beard, and even the corners of his eyes were carefully pasted with wrinkles. It was not easy to see the traces of his camouflage. It was not until night that he was caught by a The thin woman sent it out.

The two chatted happily.

The ink marks melted into the neighborhood like a drop of water. He was very familiar with the surrounding area, and when he passed the corner quickly, he could no longer see anyone.

After a while, an honest man from Xiping stepped in.

"No, he is like a loach, so you can't easily find him."

He found a thin woman in the mansion to talk to.

The mansion looked very dilapidated, with cobwebs hanging from the eaves and mottled and dilapidated walls, which seemed to be very old.The thin woman impatiently tore off the dress on her body, revealing the tight clothing she was wearing, and immediately changed her demeanor, looking much more capable and indifferent.

"I don't know where I received the news, it can't be leaked?"

"He came here with the previous way, probably not."

"If something really happened, someone would have come and taken us down."

"Listen to you."

After the two had a short talk, the thin woman entered the house. There were far more people inside the hanging flower door than outside, but this originally exquisite house had been divided into many small compartments, stuffed far more than before. Need more people.

The thin woman walked through the crowd, and finally found the person in charge in the only house that had not changed.

"Sent away?"

"Yes."

The old man took two mouthfuls with the teacup in his hand, squinting his eyes slightly as if he was savoring the strong aroma.

"withdraw."

The thin woman suddenly raised her head, "But, we've been here for so long..."

The old man put down the teacup and said in a low voice: "There are too many smart people in the world. The identity you thought you could confirm according to your past habits is actually a bait released by others!"

The old man's unchangeable order was issued quickly.

Three streets away, Mohen hid in a shop and quickly changed his clothes. Looking at the guards around him, he said in a low voice, "I will trouble you all for the next thing."

The leader, Wei Lang, said with a smile, "Leave everything to us!"

These personal guards were all fierce generals who followed General Mo to hunt eagles and kill tigers at the border, and it was just a trivial task to do tracking and tracing.But living in the capital city is undoubtedly a joy for them, so when Mo Guangsheng was entrusted by his second brother to choose someone from the personal guards, they were all overwhelmed.

A few personal guards put on a slight disguise and geared up, rushing out like a lone wolf smelling blood.

Mohen went through two courtyards, went out through another door, and took some time to return to Mo Mansion.There was a carriage parked outside the gate, and it seemed that the lady had guests.He glanced briefly, then quickly walked through the two entrance doors, and walked along the veranda to Mo Jingchun's study.

Mo Jingchun is taking a rest today.

But Mohen was in vain, and Mo Shu in the study said with a smile: "Erlang is in the martial arts field."

Martial arts field.

Mo Jingchun was fighting with a bodyguard.

When Mo Hen came over, he saw the two of them jumped up and kicked each other's lower abdomen fiercely. When Mo Jingchun staggered to the ground, he raised his arms to block the next blow from the guard.

When Mo Jingchun saw the ink marks appear, he and his personal guard stopped.

"Thank you." He nodded.

The guard dared not dare.

The temperament of this gentleman is really different from that of the general, he is rigorous and introverted, and his etiquette is too thoughtful.

As for recent times, Mo Feihe and Mo Guangsheng were not in the mansion, they were all transferred by His Majesty to the camp in the suburbs of Beijing to train the group of weaklings who couldn't get up.

At least it seems so in His Majesty's eyes.

Oh, the two Generals Mo also felt the same way. While feeling dissatisfied, they almost took root in the camp to train soldiers, and drilled those battalion soldiers who were used to being pampered to howl like ghosts and wolves.

Mo Hen quickly stood behind Mo Jingchun, watching him undo the bandage on his palm, revealing a small section of white wrist with several bruises, redness and swelling, not to mention how many are still under the clothes.

"Lang Jun has worked too hard recently, the old lady asked the kitchen to give you one more dish every day."

The food in Mo's residence is not complicated, and the host's house is not difficult to serve. For example, Mo Jingchun eats alone, but in fact, there are never more than three dishes.

Mo Jingchun laughed, "This is too much to eat."

Mo Hen glanced at Lang Jun's red and swollen forehead hidden between his hair, and couldn't help but said, "Did you pick up martial arts just because Da Lang and the general came back?" Da Lang was so tired that he worked so hard and secretly asked him if Er Lang wanted to abandon literature and pursue martial arts.

Mohen: "..." How did he know that!

Mo Jingchun bit the bandage and tied his injured arm a few times, then shook his head, "Yes and no."

Otherwise, he couldn't vent his restlessness all day long.

When the satisfaction level climbed to 90, Mo Jingchun's body has been inexplicably restless, and every morning he has to face the feeling of dampness and coldness.

He started spending more time on the field than before.

And dragged Mo Guangsheng into the water.

He has borrowed all the guards around him, and he urgently needs to vent his useless thirst.

Mo Jingchun survived the midsummer exhausted and exhausted, and also picked up the martial arts that had been left behind.

But the boiling at night seemed to fade away.

He was still drowning in endless longing, and when he opened his eyes every day, he would only be filled with hunger and thirst than before.Mo Jingchun's body could wrap up these deep desires, but it was almost broken.

He took a breath and said calmly, "How?"

It seems that his red ears and reddish eyes are inconspicuous things, but after a fierce fight, it is normal for his breathing to be a little short.

Mohen said in a low voice: "As you expected, the little one went to the door through the Zhang family, and he was not turned away. After the little one came out, he immediately asked a few big brothers to lurk nearby." Be sure to check the movements clearly.

Mo Jingchun nodded: "Exactly."

Mohen: "But since the small disguise can hide them, why do you think they will transfer?"

Mo Jingchun said indifferently: "Who said you can hide it from them?"

Mohen was slightly surprised.

Mo Jingchun: "The news of the Zhang family's self-examination has not been spread to the outside world, but the people are gone, so the news will naturally be interrupted. Those who have been in contact with them may not know much, but those in charge may not."

Mohen's scaring the snake is intentional.

Mo Jingchun said softly: "The hasty evacuation will reveal their traces."

He noticed that group of people half a month ago.

When Mo Jingchun was on duty, he would occasionally go to the West Street to buy something, sometimes it was a plaything that his nephew liked, and sometimes it was a cake that his wife liked.This is also his time to relax.

Before passing by the shop of milk cake, he noticed that the waiter at the door had changed.

Even the boss of the bookstore I frequent has changed.

Standing in front of a familiar store, he remembered that the next door to this store was Zhang's pharmacy.That is the task he failed before.

It was so heart-wrenching that his punishment was not over yet.

Mo Jingchun's eyes sank, realizing that something was wrong.

The West Street is no different from the East Street, it only sells small items, not as extravagant and luxurious as the East Street, so it is naturally more suitable for the common people.But precisely because of this, the replacement speed of these small shops is not fast, especially in West Street, there are many shops behind which are inextricably linked.

Mo Jingchun asked Mohen to investigate, and said that in the past six months, West Street has indeed undergone many changes.

Mohen said that they were all bought by some wealthy businessmen.

Mo Jingchun said, it's strange.

What is the purpose of buying some storefronts that are not even profitable in the capital where land is very expensive?

It was only here, and it was over.

After all, it was impossible for Mo Jingchun to care what other people were doing in the transaction, but Mo Hen unexpectedly saw someone familiar when he was investigating.

It was the person he had seen outside the haunted mansion in Xi Pian, Beijing.

Now doing errands in the tea shop.

Mo Jingchun became suspicious, and asked Mohen to continue to investigate. After confirming that the new waiter Xiaoer who came to the pastry shop was also from there, he asked Mohen to use the name of the Zhang family to inquire, and at the same time went to talk to Mo Guangsheng. Asked the soldiers to help.

After all, the pastry shop was originally related to the Zhang family.

Right now, this group of people is too quiet and without trace.

I'm afraid it's impossible to use static braking, so it's better to muddy the water and see where the universe is!

Mo Jingchun hurried back to the house, cold water had already been prepared.

He stood in the bathroom and poured ladles of cold water over his head. The coldness gradually calmed down his parched skin.Mo Jingchun had pushed his hair back before, but he still felt the heat flowing away faintly.

The faint scent of milk filled the bathroom, and he lit the incense in the room with his wet hands.

After a while, the sweet taste was covered.

Mo Jingchun washed it carefully again, including squeezing the places that should be squeezed, to make sure everything is safe.

But he didn't touch the rabbit's tail.

Except for the necessary cleaning, he did not do any unnecessary movements throughout the summer, and even the caressing before going to bed disappeared together.As if this could erase the pain and joy of being teased by the tongue at that moment, it was an inappropriate lust.

He went out with a cool feeling to go to the appointment.

Zhang Qianzhao treats guests.

Speaking of which, in the past year, Zhang Qianzhao has hosted him a little more often.Mo Jingchun sat on the carriage with his eyes closed and rested, at least twice as much as before.

Does he have something to hide?Mo Jingchun thought about it, Zhang Qianzhao had a good relationship with him, if he was not extraordinarily helpful, he would naturally have to help, but... what can he help?

The carriage stopped outside Zhang Qianzhao's mansion, the concierge recognized Mo's mansion's carriage long ago, and quickly welcomed Mo Jingchun in.

Zhang Qianzhao's appearance at home was a bit more relaxed than outside, and he said in a confident manner: "I have used all my skills for you." That's right, this guy has no other hobbies, but he likes to cook.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang is extremely tolerant of his unorthodox hobby, and only those he invites to his home can enjoy this hospitality.

After all, Zhang Qianzhao's cooking skills are really good.

Mo Jingchun said with a smile: "You treat me so well, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get out of this door."

Zhang Qianzhao laughed loudly and invited Mo Jingchun to the table.

Mo Jingchun ate a few mouthfuls, and sure enough it melted in the mouth, there was no difference.Just seeing that the appearance is not very good, Zhang Qianzhao smiled awkwardly: "What I am doing, the little girl has been making trouble outside."

Mo Jingchun smiled.

Zhang Qianzhao has a son and two daughters, and the youngest child is only a few years old.

Mo Jingchun: "If you need my help..." he said after deliberation.

Zhang Qianzhao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and said dumbfoundedly: "You are right, do you think I have something to ask of you?"

Mo Jingchun stopped his chopsticks in embarrassment, blushing.

Zhang Qianzhao laughed out loud looking at his blushing face, but after laughing, he did show a little hesitation.He glanced inside the screen, "But you would guess like that, and I can understand it. In fact, I have something in my heart after all, but I haven't decided whether to tell you or not."

Mo Jingchun said calmly: "Then let me know after you think it over."

Zhang Qianzhao smiled wryly, "What if I can't live with you?"

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, and said with a light smile: "At the beginning, I was able to stay in the Imperial Academy, and it was because of your help. This is too outlandish."

Zhang Qianzhao didn't seem to be much better because of Mo Jingchun's comfort, but this table food went into Mo Jingchun's stomach.He has indeed consumed a lot recently, and he unknowingly eats more than before.

After Mo Jingchun left, Zhang Qianzhao finished seeing off the guests and was walking back slowly when a little girl carved in pink and jade rushed out from the hanging flower door, Zhang Qianzhao couldn't help but bend her lips with her silver bell-like laughter horn.

"Why are you so disobedient?"

He walked inside with his little daughter in his arms, "Don't be afraid."

Zhang Qianzhao patted his little daughter on the back and said softly, "He's a good guy."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, leaning against the carriage in a lazy manner.

What was wrong with Zhang Qianzhao was not temporary, so he could stay and think about it later, but there was always something strange in what he said just now that he couldn't ignore.It's a pity that the slight moment of vigilance flashed by, and Mo Jingchun couldn't think about it, so he could only hide his doubts first.

Two days later, at the court meeting.

A speaker once again asked His Majesty to make a queen.

This matter has seen and seen from last year to this year, and the officials invited by Zou have followed suit without getting bored.From setting up the crown princess Jiao's family to finding another woman of equal status and status as the queen, all the officials tried their best, but Emperor Zhengshi didn't accept any tricks.

There may still be room for discussion on other matters, and Emperor Zhengshi did not move at all on this matter.

until today.

The minister who invited him spoke fiercely, and even went up to the emperor's empress and went down to the royal family to continue. He was about to say nothing, and Emperor Zhengshi didn't respond.The speaker was so passionate and indignant that his forehead was bleeding.

Emperor Zhengshi raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Back off."

It means not wanting to listen anymore.

"Your Majesty! Just as a country cannot be without a king for a day, heirs are also the foundation of continuation. The country's filial piety will be eliminated, and Your Majesty should face this matter squarely!"

But the Liu family's speech officer refused to retreat, hissing at the end of his voice.

Emperor Zhengshi's face darkened, "The widow said to step down."

"Your Majesty—" the speaker said bitterly, "Your Majesty is willing to die to persuade you, but I hope your Majesty will think twice."

After saying that, Liu Yanguan got up from the ground and slammed hard towards the pillar on the left.With a bang, blood oozed from his forehead, and he fell limp to the ground.

For a while, all the officials in the government and the public were shocked by the action of this official. There was a weak official who had never seen blood, and passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Mo Jingchun's hand holding the wat board froze, but the next moment he suddenly looked at the emperor.

Emperor Zhengshi had already left his seat, and was standing under the high steps, looking down at Liu Yanguan.He walked down the stairs with an expressionless face, and his eyes were so dark that no one dared to speak, and they stepped aside one after another.

Emperor Zhengshi walked up to the dazed Liu Yanguan, kicked him in the ribs, and found that he was only bleeding from his forehead, which was not serious.With a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he viciously pulled the officer's hair, and then used his force on the cylinder. The strength was so great that the blood from the original scratches gushed out like a gush!

"Admonition with death?"

Zhengshi Emperor's cold voice sounded in the hall.

"If you don't die, how can you count?" There was another scream, and it was unclear who it was.

Blood spattered on the wall studs.

Again!

Xu Boheng's breath was choked in his heart, and he almost didn't spit it out.He snapped, "Your Majesty—"

Emperor Zhengshi grabbed the half-dead man's head, and he still had the leisure to talk to Xu Boheng, "Shoufu, if everyone is like this and threatens the widow with their lives, wouldn't it be too smooth?"

He cracked a smirk, "If you want to threaten your life, you must pay with your life first."

boom!

This loud noise, how do you know there is still life?

Only Xu Boheng dared to speak out.

The emperor's sudden outburst of brutality and viciousness made all the officials dare not look directly at him, especially the sound of flesh and hard objects colliding together was too terrifying, and it made people feel dizzy.

Mo Jingchun's face turned pale, and a voice desperately sounded in his heart to tell him to stay where he was, but his foot involuntarily passed over the panicked officials who stood in front of him.

He smiled miserably, only to feel that he was also going crazy.

The scorching hand rested on the back of Gongyeqi's cold palm, no matter whether it was this or the other, they all trembled subconsciously.

Gong Yeqi naturally looked at the person who dared to stop him at this time.

Ha, Mo Jingchun.

The beast within yawned lazily, raising one eyelid.

Mo Jingchun's face froze, and he didn't forcefully pull away Gong Yeqi's fingers holding his hair, nor did he let go.This weird silence lasted for a moment, and was interrupted by the belated moan of pain from the belated speaker.

Gongye Qi first looked away and stared at him fiercely, shaking him with violent strength.

actually still alive.

Life is hard.

Mo Jingchun said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, you should stop."

"Master came to tell me what should and shouldn't be, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?" Gongyeqi said leisurely, his tone was brisk, completely different from the previous gloomy and cold.

Moody.

Mo Jingchun clenched the corners of his lips, and then immediately let go, "Although this judge is despicable, the country has state laws, and the family has family rules. Even if he is going to die, he should die under the judge's sentence!"

More importantly, he shouldn't have died in the court, in full view, in the hands of the emperor!

Mo Jingchun felt a little sad, and also cast aside herself.

Wasn't he talking like this to excuse Emperor Zhengshi?

Gong Yeqi felt that Mo Jingchun's body temperature was rising sharply under the rapid breathing. The high temperature seemed to make him unable to hide the dark fragrance hidden under the spices. He was like a greedy beast. The treacherous light fragrance was distracted for a moment.And Mo Jingchun took advantage of His Majesty's moment, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and he kicked hard with his feet. With this combination of hands and feet, he forcibly snatched the life of that man from the hands of the emperor.

Gong Yeqi was lost, and stared at Mo Jingchun with cold eyes.

Without saying a word, Mo Jingchun stepped back three steps, lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down, crossed his hands in a salute, resting his forehead on his hands.And why is he kneeling alone?

All the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty fell to the ground because of this bloody drama.

Gong Yeqi slowly took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his bloody fingers one by one, and then threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the face of the official, just covering his bloody face .He walked up to Mo Jingchun with the sound of crunching blood, and his silent gaze stayed on the back of Mo Jingchun's neck.

The beating heart sounds more like ecstasy.

But Mo Jingchun pressed down on his own, biting his cheek and not speaking.

"Xuan, imperial physician."

Finally, Emperor Zhengshi opened his mouth and broke the silence.

"Since the master interceded for him, I will spare his life. But there is no other way. Those who offer advice will be rewarded for their merits, and punished for their mistakes. Those who are forced by their lives must use their lives to speak. If they cannot die, the widow will Give them a ride."

He said without haste.

"Let's go."

He didn't need the waiter to raise his voice, he just opened his mouth, leaving bloodstains all over the floor.

It was not until His Majesty left for half an hour that there was a buzzing sound in the hall.The well-trained palace servants had already recruited a doctor to treat the official, and the doctor who was able to do so quickly was waiting in the side hall.

It was only later that Mo Jingchun found out that there were indeed rotating medical officers waiting in the side hall for the daily court meeting, this was to avoid unexpected accidents during the court meeting.

But for ordinary courtiers' accidents, whether to announce or not to announce depends on the emperor's mood.

The speaker was seriously injured and had already been lifted down.

It is not certain whether he can live or not.

Mo Jingchun let out a long breath, staring at the bright blood mark in front of him in a daze.

"Ziqing, get up quickly." Xu Boheng caught a glimpse of Mo Jingchun who hadn't got up among the panicked officials, and hurried over to help him up. How dare Mo Jingchun let Xu Shoufu, an old bone, help him, and hurriedly Standing up by himself, "Shoufu don't have to worry."

He paused, looked at the palace servants who were cleaning the palace, and said with a wry smile, "It seems that I have to work hard to appease you all."

Xu Shoufu's old voice was faint, "What are you comforting? The person is not dead, and His Majesty listens to persuasion, and what he said is true." As Shoufu spoke, those noisy voices gradually became quieter at some point.

"The king is the leader of the ministers, and the ministers are loyal to the emperor. This is an act of repayment. If everyone can force each other to die, and this is useful, wouldn't everyone be able to do it again when they feel unsatisfactory in the future? Then how will your majesty decide?" ?" Xu Shoufu said in a deep voice, "Important affairs of the court, the laws of the family and the country, are not such a trifling matter!"

Several other cabinet bachelors also spoke out at this time, denouncing the spokesperson just now.

After talking, with a few important ministers comforting, coupled with the gradual recovery of the palace, the panic just now seemed to have passed only for a moment.

Now that the court has been dispersed, it is natural for the officials to return to various places.

Mo Jingchun and Xu Boheng walked together, and Xu Shoufu said with relief: "It seems that His Majesty can still listen to Ziqing's persuasion, which is very good."

Mo Jingchun: "How could it be my credit? It is clear that Shoufu was the first to speak out to persuade him." He thought of his actions at that time, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

In fact, at that moment, he was not sure.

If His Majesty killed him in a fit of rage, it would be impossible.

Xu Boheng said quietly: "If Your Majesty could listen to my words, I would not have tried to make the late Emperor dethrone the Crown Prince back then."

Mo Jingchun stopped abruptly and looked up at Xu Shoufu.

This should have been a secret.

Xu Boheng smiled lightly, with a calm expression, "Your Majesty is a little cautious, but he has never suppressed him because of it. However, Ziqing can also see what happened just now. His Majesty's temperament is too extreme, and it is inevitable that he will lose control. Although His Majesty's behavior is indeed what I said I thought it was trying to curb this trend at the beginning, but it was too manic."

Mo Jingchun: "...Why did you tell me this?"

His official position looks high, and he is the third grade.

But Zong Zhengqing really seldom participated in state affairs, let alone Xu Boheng was the chief assistant of the cabinet, why bother to discuss such a crucial matter with him in person?

Anyone else in the cabinet is a better choice.

Xu Boheng: "But Ziqing has a talent that no one else has." He was old, his hair turned white overnight, and the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, but his eyes were exceptionally clear.

He smiled.

"Your Majesty can listen to Ziqing's words."

As for the cabinet, apart from Xu Boheng, none of them was a close confidant of Emperor Zhengshi.

...

A few days later, Mo Guangsheng, who had returned from the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, also heard what happened in the court hall. His eyes widened and he stopped devouring his food.

"Your Majesty is so bold, good!"

Xu Sumei slapped him on the back of the head, and said angrily, "What's the matter, it's my uncle who got on top."

Mo Guangsheng pawed at the rice and said vaguely: "It's okay, I came back and listened to Mo Yi and the others. Recently, Ziqing's skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Otherwise, how do you think he snatched that man's life from His Majesty?" .”

Xu Sumei: "..." It's hopeless.

Mo Guangsheng's mind is probably only bright on the battlefield.

"You only think about those straight things, and you don't see anything else? What if Ziqing went up and was killed by the enraged His Majesty?" Xu Sumei was helpless. Yesterday, the old lady dragged her in The little Buddha Hall knelt for half an hour, she was afraid of kneeling the old man out of nowhere.

Mo Guangsheng paused, "Impossible, with my father and I around, the emperor won't."

Xu Sumei thought the same way, but she was a little worried for no reason, but Mo Jingchun had already stated his innocence with His Majesty before, so she didn't say anything more.

After Mo Guangsheng finished eating, Mo Yuanze trotted in.

"Ma'am, where's uncle?"

"Let's go to the martial arts field."

Xu Sumei raised her eyebrows.

Mo Guangsheng wiped his mouth, hugged Mo Yuanze and went out together, "Let's go, let's see how your uncle is doing now."

Xu Sumei cursed with a low smile, always in a hurry.

That's why people came in to pack their things.

...

In the brightly lit martial field, Mo Jingchun was practicing sword alone.

Mo Guangcheng held his son under his arm, and when he saw him, he almost stabbed him with a flying sword.

Mo Jing paused at the vernal equinox, and said helplessly: "If you are seen by my sister-in-law again, won't you be mad at her?" Mo Guangsheng laughed, and lifted the child under his arm to his shoulder, letting him sit astride.

"Is that all right?"

Mo Jingchun ignored him, since it was his son anyway, he thought it was okay.

Mo Yuanze's laughter filled the audience.

Mo Guangsheng held his son and swayed to his side, "I heard that you heroically rescued a speech official in His Majesty's hands?"

Mo Jingchun: "Not brave, nor saved. Half dead but not alive."

"It's the same." Mo Guangsheng didn't care, "Everyone is happy, why aren't you happy?"

Mo Jingchun put his sword back into its sheath, and said after a long silence: "Because at that moment, I would dissuade Your Majesty, just because it was on an inappropriate occasion and under the eyes of everyone. If it was in the imperial study room, or in another where I might feel..."

Kill is kill.

Mo Guangsheng pulled Mo Yuanze down, touched his little head and asked him to play elsewhere, and the child left in a sensible manner.He scratched the roots of his ears, and fell silent.

Suddenly, he said: "When I first went to the battlefield, I was led by a lieutenant general who had been in the field for seven or eight years. He had thousands of people in his hand to stop the advance team of the left wing."

Mo Guangsheng licked his lips, and said in a low voice, "We wiped out the advance team very smoothly. We didn't expect that there were royal families of foreign races in it. As a result, the main force turned directly to chase us. The lieutenant took us deep into the grassland, trying to shake us off. Chasing soldiers. Then, we met an old man and a young man on the road."

The old are very old, the young are extremely young.

At that time, Mo Guangsheng was young and energetic, he only thought that they were innocent lives, so he persuaded the deputy general to let them go.

"...In the end, Ziqing is so smart that he can guess it." Mo Guangsheng swallowed the water in the water bag, and said lightly, "The girl is only six years old, and she reported the matter to the wolf soldiers along the way. We were almost killed. Total annihilation, the deputy general will die to save me."

Does Mo Guangsheng regret it?

He didn't know, he only learned that pity is useless, that it doesn't work in certain things.

Either you die or I live.

During his narrow escape, he took the remnants to find the food and grass for the main force of the foreign race, burned one of them, and fled with the slaves under the imperial tent of the foreign race, tying the main force tightly.If it wasn't for the fact that I rushed to the army later, and the aliens retreated in horror under the flanking attack, Mo Guangsheng would have been there heroically.

But so is life, and so is death.

He lives, not only for himself.

Mo Guangsheng said softly: "Erlang, Ziqing, my father and I are great generals and heroes in the hearts of the common people, but in the eyes of foreigners we are evil spirits crawling out of hell."

So useless compassion is unnecessary.

Therefore, Mo Guangsheng can understand Emperor Zhengshi's behavior, because the quick, accurate and ruthless behavior can not only deter, but also prevent future generations from following suit.

But Mo Jingchun's hesitation and hesitation are just the contradiction between his intelligence and the kindness of nature.

He clearly knows the limits of what can and cannot be done, but he also knows what is a better way, but Mo Jingchun is too introspective, even if it is a fleeting thought, he will dig it out and expose it to the sun.

Whether it is consciously being too soft-hearted, or hating the ruthless means, it is all normal.

There is nothing wrong with it.

It's just that life is too tiring.

Mo Guangsheng can actually tell that Mo Jingchun has been worrying recently, he is too obsessed with martial arts, but he didn't like this way before.If other people could change their gender, but Ziqing was his brother, how could he not see that he was taking the opportunity to vent something.

"Ziqing, the coexistence of kindness and cruelty is a good thing." Mo Guangsheng rubbed Mo Jingchun vigorously, rubbing his head into a mess, and said with a smile, "Also, what's on your mind?" so that you are troubled day and night?"

When Mo Jingchun was about to open his mouth, Mo Guangsheng raised his hand, "If it's just for this matter, then it's not enough." For such a trivial matter, it would take a while for Mo Jingchun to dig into the horns , can't last that long.

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips, sighed and said, "Then you can't say it."

Mo Guangsheng rolled his eyes and put his arms around his shoulders, "You can't even tell me?"

Mo Jingchun was silent, "...you can't tell anyone."

Unless Mo Guangsheng can be as eye-catching as His Majesty, if he can't hide it every time, then nothing will happen.

It's a pity that Mo Guangsheng's eyes are sharp, but he still doesn't have the talent of Gong Yeqi. He couldn't pry words from Mo Jingchun's mouth, so he could only beat him on the head depressedly. Finally, Mo Guangsheng who saw his "evil deeds" Yuan Ze screamed and dragged away.

Mo Jingchun slowly wiped his face with a towel, then buried himself in it and took a deep breath for a while.

The blush on the base of the ear hasn't faded.

He was too close to Mo Guangsheng just now, and he was afraid that his elder brother would think he had a high fever.

Even breathing is hot.

He blinked, and there was some misty water vapor in his eyes, which immediately dispersed.

This is a silent and long tug-of-war.

And Mo Jingchun would not surrender.

He thought so.

It would have been better if he hadn't fainted in the hall the next day.

Huang Zhenghe, who was talking, was taken aback for a moment, before he could find out where the voice was coming from, he saw His Majesty coming down with a solemn face.The previous tyranny still remained in his memory, Huang Zhenghe shrank his head subconsciously, for fear that His Majesty would hit him a few times.

"Doctor Xuan!"

Emperor Zhengshi said coldly, and lifted Mo Jingchun who had fainted in the arms of the imperial guards, the scorching heat from his palm made his face darken.

The imperial physician quickly came to examine Mo Jingchun's pulse, but it turned out that he had a high fever.

Emperor Zhengshi frowned, and ordered Mo Jingchun and the imperial physician to be sent to the side hall first, and then continued the aborted court meeting.Huang Zhenghe smacked his mouth twice before he managed to grasp the clue and continued what he had interrupted earlier.

He talked for a long time, waiting for His Majesty to respond.

However, Emperor Zhengshi directly pressed the matter down, saying that it will be discussed in the future, and Huang Zhenghe was so depressed that he withdrew.

Today's court meeting ended at an astonishingly fast speed, Xu Boheng looked thoughtfully at the back of His Majesty striding away.

"Chief assistant." Huang Zhenghe stopped him from behind and said hastily, "Your Majesty's only move..."

"Your Majesty is really concerned about the health of the courtiers." Xu Shoufu smiled unhurriedly.

... Huang Zhenghe looked at him suspiciously, almost thinking that Xu Boheng had changed.

Concerned about courtiers?

Who was the one carrying the head of the person in front and bumping it against the wall post?

Huang Zhenghe was actually more anxious about the government affairs he had prepared for a long time today, but His Majesty didn't listen to Mo Jingchun's incident at all, which made him anxious.

Xu Boheng's old god was there, and he fiddled with a thousand catties, but he didn't let Huang Zhenghe ask for a half-sentence.

He and Huang Zhenghe had a tacit understanding with each other as officials in the court, and it was common for them to cooperate with each other occasionally, but unconsciously, Xu Boheng's eyes darkened when he thought of the things in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

He looked at the slightly impatient Huang Zhenghe in front of him, and suddenly thought of Wang Zhenming, his expression darkened.Even if he has the so-called half-teacher's affection, he will only go farther and farther on this official career.

...

Mo Jingchun woke up with dry mouth and tongue, his eyes were slightly red.

He didn't even have time to tell where it was, so he subconsciously arched into a ball, hugging his slightly hot lower abdomen.He panted and lifted the quilt, flung his hands and feet on the edge of the table, scaring the imperial doctor out of his wits.

"Zong Zhengqing, Zong Zhengqing!"

Mo Jingchun swallowed a pot of cold water, his impetuosity didn't fade away, but became more intense.

However, he managed to pull back his sanity, knowing to look around.

This is... still in the palace.

This thought was like a bolt from the blue, and immediately pulled Mo Jingchun's consciousness back, and he stood still suddenly, "...the imperial doctor?" He recognized that the frightened person beside him was a medical officer.

The imperial doctor saw that he was not confused by the fever, and said with relief: "You have a high fever, you can't be so wanton. After the fever is over, take the medicine, and you'd better stay in bed for two more days." He was very cautious and didn't mention Zongzheng. When will you be able to leave the palace?

After all, His Majesty only ordered him to rest in the side hall.

Mo Jingchun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly seized the gap between Qingming and said: "I, I'm going out of the palace right now, how can such a sick body stay in the palace..."

"What does Master want to do?"

The sudden sound made Mo Jingchun stop, and he dared not speak.

When the imperial physician saw His Majesty appearing, he left.

When the decoction is ready, someone will bring it.

After the imperial physician withdrew, only Mo Jingchun and Gong Yeqi remained in the side hall.

Even the breath Mo Jingchun exhaled was hot, and his body was twitching and aching. He hated this kind of mania that seemed to be in heat, and he was even more unwilling to be in the same room with His Majesty.

He said softly: "Your Majesty, please let me go out of the palace for a while."

Gong Yeqi was standing on the only way out of the palace, his tall figure was like a tiger blocking the way, "Since Master doesn't have a high fever, why do you need to retreat temporarily?"

He is a little aggressive, but he has not yet reached the previous oppression.

"It's just passion, can it be contagious to others?"

Mo Jingchun suffocated for breath.

As for Emperor Zhengshi's ability to find out the truth, Mo Jingchun was unable to think about it. He was silent for a moment, and said with restrained enthusiasm: "Your Majesty, haven't you already lost interest in your subject? If you only want to do this for this It's funny because of the sudden reaction, that's also