Chapter 390: In the volume

Murong Wende raised his head and looked at Jun Moxi and asked. New Dagger New Address:

"It's all alive." Jun Mo didn't hesitate to smile, glanced at Shi Nanxuan sideways and did not speak.

"General Murong, what the Lone King is going to do next is a confidential matter, if you dare to leak half a sentence, if you have the slightest rebellious heart, the Lone King will definitely punish his nine clans and will not be soft." Jun Mo looked at Murong Wende coldly and said.

"The ministers should be loyal to Your Majesty, and they will never give up," Murong Wende trembled and hurriedly knelt down to show his loyalty.

"Shang has been given a mission.

The content of the task is to find the next volume of the scimitar double-edged, and the person who issued the task turned out to be a person from the Northern Cold Country.

Immediately, Jun Mo regretted to know that the next volume of the scimitar double-edged was actually taken by Long Teng, but he only knew the method used, and he didn't know the method of production, so he had to find the Shenji Pavilion, hoping to find the next volume.

After Shi Nanxuan learned that it was Long Teng who took the next volume, he told Jun Mo that he would leave the matter of the next volume to him, but he never said how to do it, this time the parting was very hurried, and the two did not have too many words, so they separated.

Although Jun Mo regrets that he is reluctant in his heart, he can't show it at all.

I thought that there was enough gold, but I didn't expect that there were still a lot of silver coins left in Hanyang, so I had to spend all the gold and then exchange it back, so as to ensure that the gold would not leak out.

"Your Majesty." In the dark night, Jun Mo regretted that he rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, these days he has not stopped to do things, Jun Mo regret that he is a little overwhelmed, but fortunately, he will leave for China tomorrow, and he can rest along the way.

"The letter has been passed out," Jun Moxi raised his head and looked at Shang Zi and asked, "Have you ordered the creation and purchase of all the horses, weapons, and armor?"

"Yes, they have already been ordered, although the money and goods sent have not yet arrived at their destination, but all the national silver in the general's hands has been used, and there is nothing left, the best weapons and armor have been created, and the military rations are already on the way." Shang Zi replied respectfully.

"What's going on with the horses," Jun Moxi asked with a slight nodding and looking at Shang Zi.

"I have bought batches of good horses from horse dealers, but the quantity is still not enough, and I am thinking of buying them abroad." Shang Zi bowed his head and answered.

"Very good, we will leave for Beijing tomorrow, all the gold has been shipped out, and the stone gate can be sealed." Jun Moxi leaned back slightly and spoke.

"Your Majesty, don't you want two pieces of armor and a room of books in that treasure house" Shang Zi's heart moved slightly, and he looked up at Jun Mo and said: "The minister sees that there are many military books and war records in that book, and I am interested in learning from them." ”

"Speaking of which, the treasure house owner of the capable man must not be a mundane thing stored like this, but now there is no time to transport it." Jun Moxi pursed his lips slightly and said, "If the war has not started in May, I will have all the scrolls transported to Kyoto." ”

"What if it starts" Shang Zi's heart moved slightly, and he looked at Jun Mo and asked.

"If it starts, then it's like this, no one knows whether it will be won or lost." Jun Mo sighed slightly and waved his hand and said, "You go down, the lonely king is tired." ”

"Yes." Shang Zi's expression flashed slightly, and he bowed and retreated.

Leaving Jun Mo Xi alone in the house, after a long sigh, Jun Mo Xi blew out the candle flame and lay back on the bed, late at night there was silence all around, Jun Mo Xi slept a little unsteadily, and seemed to hear the chaotic sound of talking between the daze.