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Speaking of the matter of the old Sichuan Army, Mo Ye thought about it, and judging from what the master had said before in his memory, even he didn't seem to have fully figured it out. Let's skip this story first, the Qingchuan battle map was planned by the master for the emperor, and the drawings condensed his hard work for several years, which was admitted by the master himself.

But now, the drawer of the battle map is dead, and if the drawings that are kept by encryption techniques are to be analyzed in detail, only Uncle Xiao may have this ability in this world. However, Uncle Xiao has not been found yet......

Moreover, Mo Ye remembered that the master had told her not to deliberately look for her junior uncle, which might not be a good thing for her. Because the Master's expression was solemn when he told her this, she remembered it deeply.

But now Mo Ye can know from Wu Shu's words that the master has never given up looking for his senior disciple who is not inferior to his high intelligence. But why did he insist that she couldn't dye her hands? Is it because Master, he is doing this for a different reason? Or is it really as the master told him, that little uncle he has never met has a terrible temper and personality that no one can get close to?

Mo Ye, who was immersed in difficult and cumbersome questions, suddenly listened to Wu Shu and spoke again. The matter involved the master, so although Wu Shu's voice was lowered, she quickly jumped out of her own thoughtful shackles and focused her attention on Wu Shu's words.

"In the early years, your master was still a general guarding the border at that time, and he received the title of joining the army, and he fought many victories. The sergeant directly fought with swords and guns on the battlefield and spilled blood, and victory was victory and defeat. But no matter whether he wins or loses, the military advisor in the tent is always the one who is the most slandered. Wu Shu hesitated, "I don't know what those remnants of the defeated soldiers who returned from the battlefield think, but it will definitely not be soft, it will be very cruel." ”

Mo Ye looked up at Wu Shu and asked intently, "Why is this so?" ”

"The wise men of the military tent always seem to be weak in the eyes of the sergeants, but when they are victorious, they are often rewarded no less than those who fight for their lives, and this result is easy to attract jealousy. But. At that time, the soldiers led by His Majesty were stationed in the north all the year round, and while the discipline was strict and standardized, there was also some familiarity with each other. And your master has been hanging on the false title. He is not a person who likes to play power, and if he wins a battle, he does not ask for credit, so his life in the barracks is relatively leisurely. ”

Mo Ye smiled indifferently without any feelings, and said, "But you also said it just now." The defeated party will not think so. ”

"Hmm......" After a long mutter, Wu Shu continued: "Of course, the defeated side will not want the opponent to be better, and for the strategists in the opponent's army, they have more feelings and resentment, and the damage caused by this dark mood is terrible. When a remnant of a defeated soldier returns from the battlefield and decides to take revenge on a man, it will be unscrupulous. ”

Mo Ye smelled a hint of something strange from Wu Shu's words. Faintly aware, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

"At the end of the day, it's the same reason." Wu Shu sighed. didn't continue immediately, just glanced at Mo Ye and asked, "Do you want to know the answer to the question you just asked?" If you don't want to hear it now, I can say nothing. ”

Mo Ye's eyes showed a look of struggle, but she didn't hesitate for long before she spoke, "I want to know." ”

Wu Shu heard this. Without any further hesitation, he directly continued to explain the last sentence to be said: "Your master is buried in the Martyrs' Mausoleum." In fact, the reason is similar to my lustful master, that is, I am afraid of being dug up and dry the body. ”

"Why?" After getting Wu Shu's explanation, Mo Ye's brows furrowed, and gradually wrinkled tighter and tighter. She was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice was no longer as smooth as before: "My master has never done anything that can make people so viciously abused!" ”

"For the defeated enemy army, what your master has done can no longer be measured by the importance of one or two things. The victory or defeat of a battle is related to the life and death of thousands of soldiers and the dignity of two kingdoms...... If he is in the tent, he can encourage our morale on a certain basis; He is not in the military tent, and His Majesty can supplement other wise men into the military tent to plan for war, and the morale can not be damaged; But ......" After a moment's deliberation, he continued in a deep voice: "If his body were to be hung on the sentry tower of the enemy in battle, it would be difficult to predict the blow to our morale. ”

Mo Ye's body began to tremble, and she slowly squatted down, her head bowed speechlessly.

After a long silence, she muttered, "Yes...... Master mentioned a long time ago that if you count the days, it will be almost the day when the war will start in the western part of the country. Presumably, a certain country in Xitui is also beginning to prepare, they have a long-standing grudge against the master, if there is an opportunity, even if they hold on to what kind of means, they will not let it go...... Thinking about the fact that when I set out early in the morning, I was going to bring incense and candles, which was so stupid. ”

Wu Shu approached Mo Ye's side, also squatted down next to her, and said softly after softening his tone: "You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that now is not the right time to do this." ”

Mo Ye looked up at Wu Shu and asked, "So, when is the right time?" ”

Wu Shu shook his head, not knowing whether he didn't want to answer, or didn't know how to answer Mo Ye's question.

Mo Ye lowered his head again and said nothing.

Wu Shu pondered and said: "I can't guess what the imperial court thinks, and I don't have the ability to intervene in the provisions of the emperor's family terms, so I can't give you an answer." But I think that in this matter, you are probably the only one who has the most power to do something. ”

Mo Ye's hanging head froze, she looked up at Wu Shu again, and said with a puzzled expression: "If even you can't help it, wouldn't I be even more helpless." I'm just an ordinary person, even worse than you. You can still have an identity that you can make public, you have a skill, and I, walking down the street, meet someone to greet me, I don't know how to introduce myself. ”

"There are many people in this world who do not have a glorious identity and can still have their own lives. You don't have to feel too lost about it. Wu Shu sighed, and after a moment of silence, he said again: "Don't mention this, just say what I just said." Wait three or five years, at least keep the war farther away, and if you want to do it, you can probably move his tomb out. ”

"This ......" Mo Ye's eyes suddenly lit up with a look of joy, but soon this bright look disappeared like a candle in the wind, and she said in a dry voice: "This...... Unlikely. ”

"The Zhao Kingdom has followed many of the official systems and national policies of the previous dynasties, including three examples of 'benevolence, filial piety, and courtesy'." Wu Shu looked at Mo Ye with encouraging eyes, paused slightly, and then continued: "Filial piety is listed among these three morals. In addition to the national policy of continuing the virtues of the previous dynasty, it is also because the current emperor Xià has the experience of losing his mother at a young age and losing his father when he was young. This made him extremely filial piety. Maybe I can make some exceptions for you. ”

"What kind of special case?"

"Allow you to move the grave."

Wu Shu's four-word reply made Mo Ye stunned. She stared at Wu Shu for a moment, then shook her head in disbelief.

Wu Shu didn't explain anything along with her disbelief, but slowly stated one sentence: "You are the only one who can guard his grave." ”

Mo Ye lowered his head for the third time.

She buried her head very low until her forehead touched her knees. She finally moved her lips, and her voice trembled a little, "No...... I don't have the qualifications, I don't have a chance. ”

Wu Shu moved his lips and stopped talking. After a moment's hesitation, he raised a hand through the back of Mo Ye's neck and pressed his flat palm on her left shoulder. Hold her closer to herself.

He didn't expect that the next moment, he only felt the child's thin shoulders under the palm of his hand suddenly tense. Immediately, Mo Ye suddenly broke free of his arm, and his squatting body jumped up violently, and he ran away a few steps. At the same time, there was a look of horror in her eyes.

Wu Shu's hand on her shoulder just now naturally drooped down, looking at her appearance. Like a cat with its tail stepped on, he found it very incomprehensible.

noticed the confusion in Wu Shu's eyes. Mo Ye also realized that her actions just now were rude. Slightly relieved, she explained with some slurs: "I'm sorry, I, I'm just a little unaccustomed...... Someone else's hand pressed on my shoulder. ”

The reason why Wu Shu's hand rested on Mo Ye's shoulder just now, Mo Ye's reaction would be so intense, the reason for this can be traced back to the day when the Lin family's old mansion was surrounded by killers.

On that sunny morning, the half hour full of blood and killing caused Mo Ye many spiritual shadows that could almost affect his life, and the abnormal reaction at this moment was only one of them.

It's just that Wu Shu doesn't know this, and even Mo Ye herself at this time doesn't quite understand why she just felt an extra pressure on her shoulders just now, and her heart felt like a big stone, and at the same time, a feeling that made her frightened and inexplicable appeared in her mind.

She knew that Wu Shu reached over and just wanted to comfort her, but she just couldn't understand why at that moment just now, she couldn't control her emotions, and now she didn't dare to think about the feelings in her heart at that moment just now.

Wu Shu didn't care much about Mo Ye's abnormal behavior, but instead lingered in his mood, and bent the corners of his mouth to indicate that it was okay. And this change in expression can be regarded as the most vivid expression that can be expressed with Wu Shu's rigid face.

"It's not too early, I'll take you back." Wu Shu spoke gently, but perhaps considering the sudden change in Mo Yeqing's xù just now, this time he just opened his mouth to speak, and did not come closer......

ps, to clarify, Mo Ye's love xù excesses in this chapter is really just related to the shadow of the soul, not the usual romance plot, where a woman's heart beats faster as soon as she is approached by the opposite sex.

As an Uncle Wu who should be very handsome, but now he is just very handsome in kung fu and more than twice his age than Mo Ye, although in terms of the taste of some readers now, something can happen between the two, but I will definitely not write in this direction.

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