[Chapter 155 (II)]

Huang Yao pushed the door in, and at a glance saw the jade bottle in Jing Xuan's hand, and twisted his brows, "The medical order is specialized in the arts, and the long circle is respectful, but I still hope that the mound will not have a deep friendship with it." ”

Yixi has served as four generations of medical orders, regardless of whether the medical skills are profound, but the messy medicine in the court is extremely good, the jade bottle in Jing Xuan's hand, at a glance, is the thing prepared at that time, Huang Yao doesn't want Jing Xuan to be infected with the habits of those noble children.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw that the side of the bookcase showed a dark corner of his clothes, and he only felt familiar, and his heart moved, and he hurriedly bypassed the bookcase, and sure enough, he saw the girl who should have left this place, lying there without knowing anything.

Huang Yaorao was calm and calm, and at this time he couldn't help frowning, his eyes were angry, and he looked at Jing Xuan with a little annoyance, "How can the doctor be here?!" ”

Today, when he learned that this girl was leaving Jiuzhi, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't want to be in a situation where she appeared here again in less than half a day, or like this?!

Jing Xuan coughed lightly and turned his eyes away, "Yuan sent the sword guard to ask back the Xie family's worried girl, and Huang Gong is not ignorant." ”

"Please come back?" Huang Yao took a deep breath, when Jing Xuan first instructed Barberry to go to find a solution to his worries, he was indeed there, but at that time, Jing Xuan meant to ask him to hand over a letter to Sima Shang, who was far away on the coast of the Bohai Sea, and invited him to come here to discuss the matter of opposing Qin.

He didn't expect that Jing Xuan was so bold that he directly robbed Xie Worry back, and when he turned his eyes, he didn't leave a trace of his strange look, "Is there someone else beside the doctor?" ”

"There's still a woman." Jing Xuan pinched the jade bottle in his hand, sat down in front of the case, moved his body to lean on his arms, and said lightly, "Xiangfu Ziyun, this woman is the Qidi Liuxia clan, not a Chu Mo ......."

"If it weren't for Chu Mo's people, how could they walk with the doctor?" Huang Yao slapped the case, and the jade bottle was shaken and jumped twice. Turning over on its side, it rolled twice on the ebony bookcase, stuck into an engraved case, and did not move.

Jing Xuan was silent. It's not that he doesn't know the identity of Jian Ji, and it's not that he doesn't understand that sending someone to rob and relieve worries is a big provocation for Chu Mo, and it's only that Xie Wu has a reason to take risks.

Although he studied the way of war weekdays, he suffered from his lack of actual combat experience, so he learned a lot. In the end, it is inevitable that it will be on paper, and only by finding a general to personally mention it can we go further.

But in the past, the famous generals of the six countries either died protecting the country, or they fled far away, and they had no clue to find it.

It's easy to hear that Xie Wu has an old relationship with Sima Shang, the deputy general of Zhao State in the past, Li Mu was a legend, as his deputy general, Sima Shang will never know less, so Jing Xuanzi will not hesitate to pay a price, whether it is pleased. To deceive or force, let Sima Shang work for himself.

Huang Yao sighed heavily, he watched Jing Xuan grow up, knowing that he had always done things with his heart, at the beginning, his heart was drunk in the song, and he would not look back no matter who persuaded him, and now he was bent on anti-Qin revenge, and his already persistent heart was impregnated with hatred, but he was afraid that he would not give up lightly.

"The heart of the mound can be Min, but the robbery of the doctor is so worried. Want to be overwhelmed by the joy of Chu Mo? That's where he's worried.

"If it weren't for that, Sima Shang wouldn't have it." Jing Xuan closed his eyes for a moment, looking at the sleeping person in his arms.

Before, Xiangfu Ling just asked about Qianzhong on the side, and he was like a fox with a fried hair. is full of hostility, if you really want to ask her to write a letter to persuade Sima Shang, who lives in seclusion in the Bohai Sea, to come here, you don't have to think about it, you know that it is absolutely impossible.

And she was clever and shrewd, and brought this matter to her, but she was afraid that she would have a way to stop it. It's better to hide it from her, quietly use her personal belongings as tokens, imitate her handwriting to repair a book, and send it to Bohai, maybe Sima Shang will believe it.

While thinking, he reached out and took out the small crossbow in his sleeve and put it on the case.

Huang Yao's eyes lit up, and he picked up the crossbow that looked like a plaything, and praised it, "Since Gong's loss clan and Zi Mozi have successively hidden the people, the art of the mechanism has been extinct since then, and I don't want to see it again today." ”

Jing Xuan carefully untied his worries, the girl's body fragrance and the silky touch of his fingertips made him slightly stunned, and he was busy gathering his mind, and found a oilcloth package from her close-to-body, just raised his head, and listened to Huang Yao's words, and was stunned again.

He had just taken a closer look, and the little crossbow was exquisitely made, but it was just a child's plaything, and it was useless, at most it could only hurt a person by surprise, but if someone could make a giant crossbow in this shape, it would not be as simple as a child's thing.

Even if Sima Shang can't be found, it seems to be a good idea to exchange her as a hostage for a giant crossbow - but in this way, it will really be a bond with Chu Mo, which may not be worth the loss.

Huang Yao naturally thought of this layer as well, shook his head, took the small arrow from the wall and put it back, and put the small crossbow back in front of Xie Wei.

Although he dreamed of being able to revive his homeland, he really couldn't do such a despicable thing, and he didn't want Jing Xuan to do it.

There was a slight knock on the door, and a respectful voice sounded, sounding vaguely Jingju, "Huang Gong, Fu Lou has a book." ”

Huang Yao nodded, got up with wide sleeves, saluted Jing Xuan, and glanced at the girl with a slightly cloudy gaze, full of worry, "Chang Yuan and the foal son are discussing, and I hope that the mound will treat the doctor well." ”

Pushing the door out, in addition to Jing Ju at the bottom of the steps, there was also a person standing against the light, outlining a solemn and upright back, which seemed to be the Xiangfu Mausoleum.

Huang Yao frowned unconsciously, although he didn't know what Xiangfu Ling had said to Jing Xuan, but he faintly had such a feeling that this time he was robbed back to Jiuzhi, and Xiangfu Ling definitely couldn't get out of it.

Xiangfuling is a person with great ambitions, and he will never willingly help them restore the country if he lives here, but what his purpose is, Huang Yao didn't see it for the time being, but he faintly felt from this incident that his move was inextricably linked to the disputes between the three factions of the Mo family.

He couldn't think about it too much, Jing Ju had already come up to salute, and respectfully presented the letter in his hand, "Fu Lou has a book, what does Huang Gong think about it?" ”

Huang Yao nodded, "Go to the slanted hall to discuss the matter." ”

Seeing them leaving, Xiangfuling sneered and walked slowly into the house.

On the case, there is a yellowed plain silk, on which the charcoal characters are flying, slightly blurred, which is the white pigment that was used to write prescriptions at the beginning.

Jing Xuan glanced at the handwriting on the silk from time to time, and while writing something with a pen, he raised his eyes to see that it was Xiangfu Ling who entered, but nodded and did not speak.

Xiangfu Ling looked at the contents of the letter, shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate." ”

“…… What's wrong? Jing Xuan put down the pen, his eyes were solemn, and his handwriting was sloppy, the most distinctive, although he was not very vivid, but in a hasty view, there was no difference, Sima Shang was a rough person, he must not be able to see it, what is wrong with this? (To be continued.) )