In the pillow building, Mo Ran stretched out his hand to look at Kong Yi's pulse again surrounded by several maids.

Sensing the nervousness of the maidservants, Mo Ran smiled slightly, and withdrew his hand after seeing the pulse. "He's fine, you don't have to be nervous, if I want to hurt him, why save him. ”

The servants smiled awkwardly and took two steps back. "Sir, forgive me, the young master is not here, if the young master Yi is poor, the slaves and maids can't afford it. ”

Mo Ran didn't say anything more, and Wen Ran bowed his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the hands of all the maids, the backs of his hands were wide, the tiger's mouths were thick, and the thick calluses on his fingertips were faintly visible, and he knew that they were all martial arts practitioners.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the sound of wings fluttering outside the house suddenly sounded, and an object in front of the window swept straight into the house, extremely fast, but as soon as it got closer, it was caught by a nearby maid who flew up and grabbed it, and screamed in fright: "Quack-"

The maidservants were like facing a great enemy, Mo Ran bent his eyebrows lightly and said in a harmonious voice: "It is here to find me." ”

The maid who grabbed the white-necked black crow in her hand was stunned for a moment, and the next moment she sent it to Mo Ran.

The black crow was let go and immediately scurried away, escaping to Mo Ran's arm.

Mo Ran smiled at the maids and signaled, then lowered his head and took off the bamboo tube on the black crow's leg:

The imperial court suffered its first defeat on the banks of the Suijiang River in Zhuti County, with the loss of 140,000 troops to 100,000, and the general of King Ling, Kutu, scattered treasures in the army, and used this to expand the number of soldiers from 80,000 prefectures to 120,000.

Mo Ran's face was solemn when he saw it.

Previously, they were all defeated in a row, and King Ling's 100,000 army was not more than 20,000, but now it has expanded to 120,000.

Now that the Chinese army is weak, King Ling is waiting for work and starting to counterattack, and Wu Ya is on the defensive and is in danger.

Mo Ran's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Sure enough, when the book went down, I saw Guo Xiaoyu write: The controversy over the increase of troops in the imperial court has not ended. The people are worried.

The people in ink thought of the Xiongnu and Xianbei clans in northern Xinjiang, the husband Yu and Gao Juli in the east, and the Wusun clan in the west knew that Ye Zheng would not increase his troops, so he was silent, and saw that at the end of the biography he wrote: Wen Mo dyed not to Shengle.

It still takes a few days for the crow to pass the book, but now that the book has reached the hand, most of the ink dyeing is near.

Mo Ran was thinking, then he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, and a servant hurriedly arrived, and lowered his voice outside the pillow study building and shouted: "Please come out of the text!

Mo Ran's eyes flickered, and his complexion returned to his usual gentleness and softness.

……

The sun sank in the west, Kong Jia led the disciples of Wuzong back, and when he went to the gate of the mansion, he saw the soldiers of the mansion who were lined up on the left and right, and the cold iron fan in his hand was beaten, his face did not change, and his footsteps did not stop.

Straight into the house.

Wen Mo Ran wore a light ink-colored down feather brocade covering his shoulders, standing upright on the main hall of Wenzong's Confucian Mansion, hearing the footsteps, he slowly looked back at the outside of the hall.

"Mr. Yi Zhi, Mr. Yi Zhi?"

Kong Jia bowed into the hall and bowed: "Yes." ”

At the same time, Mo Yiran swept into the pillow building, strode outside the house and walked to Mo Ran's side, standing quietly.

The maid in the house glanced at him, knowing that he had come with Mo Ran before, and had been standing quietly on the side, so he did not stop him.

Mo Ran smelled blood in his nose, and his eyes were worried. "I can hurt you, and I can't be underestimated. ”

Mo Yiran responded coldly: "Known as the first warrior of Xiqiang, with the name of 'Tiger Princess', I joined forces with Kong Jia and failed to defeat her." ”

"Plotter failed to recapture?"

Mo Yiran nodded. Among the people who came to help her, there was a little girl who was extremely tricky and vicious, and coerced hostages to let her blood out, and Kong Jia withdrew her hand. ”

Mo Ran sighed lightly, "In this way, there is no need to be persistent...... Xu is the catastrophe of the Confucian family...... "After speaking, he turned to a soft voice: Let your father-in-law see your injuries first." ”

The young man in black shook his head: "It's just a small injury, and it will heal in a few days." ”

Mo Ran took his wrist and checked his pulse, then pulled up his long sleeves and looked at the sword wound on his forearm.

After a pause in his fingertips, Mo Ran said again: "The sound of dancing is helping?"

Mo Yiran snorted.

Mo Ran was silent for a moment, and his voice was soft: "No matter when, you should not underestimate the enemy." ”

Mo Yiran's eyes were bright. "The righteous father taught me. ”

Mo Ran looked at the empty place and said slowly: "Since he was a child, Helian had something to do, and if it didn't involve that person, he didn't miss it for many years...... The plot finally fell into his hands. ”

Mo Yiran didn't ask, and he knew who the "person" in Mo Ran's mouth was.

The man in ink raised his eyes and was quiet, and a mocking coldness appeared on his face after speaking. "Even if I don't do it, the Ye family's royal clan will also experience calamity. ”

……

In the main hall of the Confucian family, Kong Jia and Wen Mo Ran sat on the top of the first place.

"Ling Wang, Yizhou is in chaos now, Mr. must have heard about this?" Wen Moran's expression was quiet and clear, and his voice was light and soft.

Kong Jia nodded.

Wen Moran said again: "The emperor ordered me to come here to confirm that the plot is safe, so as not to cause chaos and regenerate branches." ”

(Okay, I didn't finish it, pass it before 12 o'clock, tell me that it will be more, but yes, I'm going to finish the full code until the early hours of the morning, and I'll come to replace this chapter, so I hope there aren't many people who read it before, I'm wrong, Orz)