- Recently, Kyoto has been as peaceful as before, so Mo Ye still has some difficulty believing the war that Yu Yong said at this time. Not only her, but also in the peaceful environment of Kyoto now, it is rare for someone to immediately accept this matter to other city residents.

However, the war consumes the military equipment of the sergeants externally, and the internal consumption is actually the national treasury, listening to what Yu Yong said, His Majesty's summons this time is to tell the Beijing merchants to prepare, how to prepare is self-evident, this thing does not seem to be fake.

Looking at the obviously unacceptable expression on Mo Ye's face, Yu Yong didn't plan to dwell on this matter, and only said what he really worried about this matter next: "His Majesty told me to just take care of what he had told, not to worry about others, he had other arrangements, so I was not suitable to be this messenger." But Yu was really a little worried, and when he learned that His Majesty didn't seem to have summoned Ruan Luo to mention the matter, Yu became more and more relieved, so he took it upon himself. ”

After a slight pause, he continued: "You are a close person to Ruan Luo, and I will only say these words to you." You should also pay attention to the fact that if His Majesty has also summoned Ruan Luo in the past few days, you will treat Yu as if he has not said what he said today, if he has not been summoned, whether it is because His Majesty has forgotten about his affairs, or if there are indeed other arrangements, I hope you will think about it and remind Ruan Luo again. ”

From Yu Yong's words, Mo Ye felt his kindness, and at the same time, he also felt that there were indeed many variables in this matter, and he unconsciously raised his eyebrows slightly.

But she quickly restrained all kinds of thoughts in her heart, and respectfully waved her hand to Yu Yong: "Thank you Uncle Yu for reminding me, the little girl remembers." ”

"Hmm......" Yu Yong groaned thoughtfully, then waved his hand lightly, and said, "That's it, April 16, let's see you again." ”

Mo Ye smiled and nodded: "Okay." ”

Yu Yong didn't speak again. As soon as he reached out, he pushed the door that had just been closed open, and just as he was about to take a step, Mo Ye's voice suddenly came again. He walked sluggishly.

"Uncle Yu." Mo Ye hesitated and spoke, "The battlefield you just talked about...... Where is it? ”

"Daqingchuan. The land of bandits. Yu looked directly at Mo Ye calmly, "Do you know?" ”

"I ......" met Yu Yong's gaze at the beginning, Mo Ye was still a little resistant, and almost habitually expressed his ignorance. However, this mood only stayed in her heart for a moment, and she broke it upside down. Although she only said four words and changed only one word in the end, her context has changed a lot.

"I see."

When these four words were spoken, the incredulous, apprehensive, and questioning feelings in Mo Ye's heart were all gone. She even felt a little happy.

Because when the war in Daqingchuan started, it seemed to provide her with some kind of possibility to find.

If the war against Sichuan used the master's set of plans, then who would be the commander-in-chief and the program of the whole army?

Who will comprehend and issue instructions for those intricate distribution of battle fronts, as well as those interpretations that have been encrypted to reveal the fake and hide the truth?

Master left so suddenly, it is very likely that it is too late to hand over the interpretation...... Or maybe he had prepared an interpreter, but he didn't know if he had escaped the fire.

Master once said that if there was anyone in this world who could see through his set of rules and regulations for encrypting words, it would be his fellow disciple. But Master had been looking for his junior brother for years. No trace has been found.

Could it be that this uncle of his own could appear at this time so coincidentally? Could it be that there is still such a method of contact as a dream summon? Xuanhu! She didn't believe it!

And a few days ago, I was lured into the Commander's Mansion and locked up in that weird study all day, and I think about it now. It's also a big oddity. If I hadn't been able to bear it that day, and I tried to climb over the roof and successfully left, I don't know how long I would have been locked up!

The reason for the matter was that Mo Ye had been thinking about it in the past few days, but she couldn't think about a question about why, and at this time, she had a whim, and she could smell a little bit of it by linking it with the battle of Zhengchuan.

Could it be that someone wants to lock himself up in advance because he knows about Zhengchuan? This matter barely makes sense, because as long as Ruan Luo knows about the battle of Zhengchuan, it is almost equivalent to knowing it himself.

But it makes sense. Suddenly, there will be more unreasonable places.

If he goes missing, won't Ruan Luo look for it? As for who is guarding himself. will consider putting himself under house arrest, which is even more mysterious. Who knows that you have seen the Qingchuan battle map? Who would have thought that a little girl would be interested in going to that kind of Shura battlefield for some purpose?

Except for one person. Mo Ye really couldn't think of anyone else in this world who could figure out her mind and character so clearly.

And this assumption is the root of the reason why Mo Ye was not worried but happy after hearing that the war was about to start.

This is really a lot of thought because of one person.

Say goodbye to Yu Yong, leave the Yu family teahouse, and walk slowly on the street Mo Ye's mind has been circling these questions, so she is also walking slower and slower. It wasn't until another group of running spearmen passed by, their steps neat and heavy, that she pulled her mind away from the trivial thoughts that swirled around her mind.

If it's a war war, shouldn't the soldiers guarding the capital be supporting the troops?! Even if the troops of the capital garrison must be moved, it should be the group of soldiers stationed outside the city, and the city guards who are stationed in the city and are extremely familiar with the distribution of the streets and alleys of the capital are still more suitable to continue to stay in the city to guard the imperial capital.

However, if you pay close attention to these soldiers who are running and marching towards the outside of the city, it is not difficult to find that the cold blades and cold armor on their bodies seem to be different from those city guards who usually appear on street patrols, and these soldiers with long weapons seem to be more suitable for expeditions.

What kind of score is this?

Mo Ye suddenly felt a little regretful, she was upstairs in the teahouse just now, and she had a great opportunity to inquire about more news from Yu Yong.

However, her regret did not last long before it dissipated on its own, for she suddenly realized that the battle was so detailed that Her Majesty might not be willing to say more about the rest of the businessman. The imperial court has a special department to plan the war, and its own good generals are on standby, and the rest is used as a businessman. You still have to do your part. And if he really cares about the war and wants to inquire from Yu Yong, then he will be biased from the beginning.

If you must find out some specific information related to the battle of Sichuan. Perhaps Wu Shu is a more suitable source to open than the rest of the source.

It's just that......

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Ye realized. She has been thinking about helping Ruan Luo prepare for the coronation ceremony in the past few days, and she hasn't met Wu Shu for many days.

And thinking back to the last time we met, the scene is really a little weird. It was the study he had led her into, she had been saying goodbye for a few days, and the hole left in the roof should be obvious, but there had been no movement from his side so far. He didn't come to apologize to her, he didn't take her back as if it hadn't happened.

So tossed. What is this called?

Judging from the time he was imprisoned, his purpose in doing this seemed to be to put himself under house arrest, but his attitude after that seemed to be really just a negligence on his part, forgetting that he was left in the study room where few people entered, so he delayed letting himself out - that study without iron walls did not seem to be able to hold a person.

But Mo Ye really couldn't believe that Wu Shu would make this kind of mistake.

In the past half month, his behavior and habits have obviously become a little different from usual.

Is it because he is being promoted?

Will it not be as easy to meet as we used to be?

Then again, what has he been busy with these days? It was as if the whole person had disappeared.

Mo Ye stretched out his index finger and rubbed the corner of his forehead, and then spread his palm and patted his forehead. His eyes gradually became firm, and he secretly said in his heart: Maybe only by going to Daqingchuan to see it in person, everything can be clear and determined. As for the reason for leaving Kyoto. You can just borrow what Shi Yijian did a few days ago and walk with him all the way. After living in Kyoto for three years, I have never been outside the boundaries of this castle, and I may really learn something different when I go out for a walk.

Thinking about this matter, Mo Ye restrained his good mood and returned to the matter of sending posts.

After flipping through the last two invitations in the box, Mo Ye chose to go to Lu's house first, and his pace finally got faster.

……

Just as Yu Yong said to Mo Ye at noon, His Majesty the Emperor did not intend to hide from Ruan Luo not to talk about the war against Sichuan. Instead, His Majesty picked the time to talk to Ruan Luo secretly.

In fact, when Yu left the palace with his front foot. Emperor Nanzhao Wang Chihou left the Chonglou Palace with a small suit, and only brought two military guards in simple cloth clothes with him. After turning a few streets, I walked directly into a bookstore.

Wang Chi met Ruan Luo at this point in time, and he also wanted to have lunch with him by the way, which was extremely gracious to him. Wang Chi was one step slower than Yu Yong, and only after noon was he ready to sue Sù Ruan Luo for the battle of Sichuan, not because he ignored it, but because he attached importance to it. What he wanted to say to Ruan Luo was far more than just what he said to Yu Yong.

In addition to selling books and classics, Dafan Bookstore naturally also sells pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In addition to these activities, the bookstore run by Ruan Luo actually collects the accounts of more than a dozen commercial houses under his name in a specially separated study room in the bookstore.

Most of the people who come to buy books are Scrat scholars who are respectful and courteous, so the business environment in the bookstore is much quieter than that of other business houses.

There is a need to store paper goods, so the work of preventing moisture, insects, and fire is also done very carefully. Ruan Luo did not make room for another place, but kept most of the account books here, also considering that the affairs at both ends would be consolidated and simplified, and he would have the spare time to take care of the bookstore's employees and take care of the accounts at the same time.

In the bookstore, a thin wisp of ink wafted through the air, and the smell of books was thick. The rows of bookshelves repeat the simple frame style, although there is no decoration of fine porcelain paintings, but it is better than square and heavy. In the eyes of those who cherish books, this place is from simple to complex, which is exactly what they want.

There are few noisy people in the business environment of the store, and the slight "whoosh" sound of flipping through the book naturally becomes the protagonist, but this sound is reflected in the ears, which makes people feel more calm and calm, and people can better calm down and understand the situation in the book.

Wang Chi and the two guards walked into the bookstore, and at first they took a casual turn, he was very satisfied with the environment of the store—of course, the real reason why he cared about these details was because he valued the owner of the bookstore—but he did not linger in the books because of this, and as soon as he turned around, he went straight to the study where Ruan Luo was cleaning the accounts.

There is an unwritten rule in this bookstore that unless a customer asks about a book, the bookstore employee will not force a shoehorn to sell it.

Reading books and texts is like tasting people's hearts, and tasting the soul of the author's every word. People have likes and dislikes. Books don't make a sound, but sometimes they come close to that. No one buys a book they don't like, on the contrary. Some books are useless, but they appeal to some people's eyes. It can also be bought.

This is one of the business economics of bookstore operation, and there is a bit of arrogance in this management method.

At the beginning of Wang Chi's entourage and his entourage entering the bookstore, the clerk who was sorting out the books on the shelves in the store only glanced sideways, quickly retracted his gaze, and continued the work at hand that overlapped day after day, without even moving half a step on his heels.

However, after only a few moments, the customers who had just entered the store were so restless that they wanted to go to the inner study! Is it possible to enter it casually?

Whatever the reason for these men. didn't say a word, just went directly to the study where a lot of important account books were placed, whether it was the clerk in this somewhat special bookstore, or the two bodyguards brought by the big owner, they would not sit idly by when they saw this scene.

However, when the two bodyguards and the two guards beside Wang Chi were about to fight, just one or two strokes of kung fu such as palms touching wrists and fingers grasping elbows, the two bodyguards who had a solid foundation in martial arts saw the power of the master of Ouchi.

There was a muffled "crack" sound embedded in the flesh and bones, the sound of joints and bones twisting in extreme excess. The two bodyguards in the bookstore tried to catch the opponent but couldn't, and one of them had his wrist twisted by a big inner master, and his palm was reversed and drooped down. It's like thatch that has been broken by the wind, and it can't be used anymore.

However, this bodyguard is also a tough guy, and his wrist was broken by life. He only snorted, and without fear, immediately prepared to continue the fight with his other uninjured hand to defend his master's safety.

Seeing this, a hint of respect passed in the eyes of the imperial guard who folded his hand. He came here with the emperor, not specifically to find someone to fight, if he didn't have to make a move, he could even make friends with this good man when he said it clearly.

The royal guards who are willing to be taken with them by the monarch are so temperamental, and the two heroes that Ruan Luo often brings with him are not gangsters in the market. Everyone is a martial artist. Do the same kind of profession, no one will grudge because of work. He will not rely on the pride of the Lord.

And just as the bodyguard was about to swing his fist again, another royal guard had already pulled out his waist card. Silently revealed his identity.

The two bodyguards of the bookstore were stunned after seeing the graphic inscription on the waist card, and the raised palm knife fist was still resting in the air, because the momentum was too rapid, and the muscles and nerves of both hands were a little involuntarily out of control at this moment, and they didn't hang down their hands for a long time.

Under the shroud of such a posture, Wang Chi suddenly realized a problem. I have lived in the palace for a long time, and I have almost forgotten some precautions in civilian life. In the palace, you can go to wherever you want to go to the palace, you don't have to say hello first, and you have your own palace people to guide you first. But in the people, everyone is more equal, and everyone has their own * rights, and they must not be offended.

To put it bluntly, the one in the palace cannot be exercised among the people. To be precise, if you want to go out on patrol, you have to put your identity at the civilian level.

However, Wang Chi realized this a little late, and the two guards around him had already shown their waist cards.

The bodyguards selected by Ruan Luo were naturally no better than some armed thugs, and they still had some eyesight, and they quickly recognized the meaning of the inscription on the waist card. The two men fixed their eyes for a moment, and after removing their gaze from the waist card, they glanced at Wang Chi again, and then they were ready to kneel down.

Wang Chi left the palace this time, just to talk to Ruan Luo about a few things, and prepared to go back quickly, and didn't want to make things bigger. And the reason why he came here in micro-convinc, in addition to the main purpose, was just to accurately see Ruan Luo's living situation in recent days. It was determined whether Ruan Luo would be able to take over the task he was going to deliver.

He didn't want to get into trouble and provoke the people of Kyoto Prefecture to escort him, not only because he didn't want trouble, but also because he believed that he had worked hard to govern Kyoto for more than ten years, and now he could get along in peace and peace for ordinary people, so he walked outside the palace as a civilian, even if he didn't bring a single guard, there should be no problem.

When three people come, three people will return, and things can be done quickly.

At a glance, he saw that the two young bodyguards were about to make a big salute, Wang Chi only flicked his sleeves to signal, and the two people were about to tilt their bodies and were stuck by the two imperial guards with one arm outstretched, and then the four of them heard a voice coming: "I'm just a scholar, I have a question I want to ask." ”

Literate people in the world can call themselves readers.

And the "scholar" in front of him wants to ask the head of the family for advice, and the question is self-evident. In short, it is not something that others can observe or approach.

This special treatment is only due to a special identity issue.

The two bookstore bodyguards were stunned again when they heard this, and immediately bowed deeply. But he didn't say a word more.

They don't know how to speak, they don't know what to call this person at the moment. It is the most suitable for one's own respectful attitude and the other party's noble status. Although they had also read some books that Ruan Luo had been able to take a fancy to and hire with a high salary, they only felt a slight panic caused by quitting poverty at the moment.

The identity of the middle-aged man in brocade in front of him has been revealed, so it is of course the most appropriate for them to chant His Majesty, but at the same time, His Majesty Xià gave a reminder: Don't be silent. So in the end, they felt a little uneasy that perhaps silence was the most appropriate "dialogue" at this time.

The bookstore is frequented by book-buying customers, and most customers are immersed in the intensive mental activity of selecting books and previewing the contents of the books.

Even one or two people noticed that there were a lot of people gathered in a corner of the bookstore, and they looked a little strange. None of them had any books in their hands, and it seemed that something had happened that had nothing to do with Wenya. However, most of the readers were a little tired, and at most they glanced at a few more times, and saw that the situation had not progressed and changed, and those few people had dispersed, so they didn't bother to continue to pay attention.

The moment the four of them fought just now, they just used one move, and both sides started violently and closed quickly, and the winner was decided. Therefore, no one in the bookstore noticed the scene of a sharp sword coming out of its sheath at a certain moment just now.

Ruan Luo's bookstore is half profitable and half accounting. The grade is also good, and the people who enter this store are all Sven people, and at this time, there are still only people who continue to browse books in the bookstore. No more anomalies.

Realizing that walking outside the palace was no better than walking inside the palace, and when the two bookstore bodyguards dispersed silently under his own signal, Wang Chi prepared to make one of the imperial guards take the first step, so as not to disturb Ruan Luo as surprised as the two bodyguards just now.

However, he was one step slower after all.

The position where the four of them stood when they fought just now was actually very close to the door of the study in the store, and it was just when Ruan Luo was in the room after cleaning up a stack of account books and was resting for a short time, so there was some movement outside the study. Although it did not attract the attention of ordinary customers, it did not escape Ruan Luo's attention.

And when he subconsciously got up and left the desk. As I walked towards the door of the study, the door suddenly opened from the outside. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes strode towards him.

His gaze only stayed on the middle-aged man's face for a moment, Ruan Luo immediately recognized him, slightly stunned, and bowed down the next moment.

Wang Chi, who had already crossed the threshold, suddenly paused, the sleeves of his robe were slightly raised, and the two guards who followed him immediately understood, turned around and closed the door, and at the same time locked the two of them out of the door, he also locked Ruan Luo's "Majesty" into the study.

Looking at Ruan Luo, who was bowing in front of him, Wang Chi's gaze stopped for a moment on the azure ribbon that tied his hair on the head of the latter life, and then he slowly approached, squatted slightly, and reached out to put his hand on the forearm of the latter life.

Ruan Luo first raised his head slightly, and then slowly stood up according to the meaning of the support from his forearm.

His Majesty didn't have to be so hands-on, but the person he was facing at this time was also special to himself. In front of Ruan Luo, Wang Chi became more like a relative elder.

Looking at the middle-aged man in brocade clothes who was standing in front of him, no more than one step away, Ruan Luo couldn't completely evacuate the surprise in his heart for a long time. Before that, he had not entered the palace to face the saint, but like today, His Majesty came to his study in casual clothes without the slightest hint in advance, this was the first time.

- No wonder the two bodyguards didn't recognize His Majesty.

"陛xià......"

Ruan Luo was stunned for a moment before calming down his mood, but he had just spoken, and just before he could repeat these two words, he saw Wang Chi raise his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "I am walking outside the palace this time, so you can consider yourself a nephew." Since I'm here for a small service, you can't help but understand what I mean, so don't bring me the people from Kyoto Prefecture. ”

The title has changed greatly, and the words have completely lost the coercive momentum when he was in the main hall of the council, but if you listen carefully, you can actually hear something tired of his Gyeonggi important place.

Such words were uttered by Wang Chi, which had already expressed his attitude more bluntly, and the atmosphere in the study suddenly changed greatly.

"Uncle ......" rarely uses these two words as an intimate title for Wang Chi. As soon as the words came out, Ruan Luo naturally felt a trace of pressure, and his tone was slightly hesitant. "You're here today...... If there is anything that needs to be done later, you can directly summon me to the palace. It's not as safe outside as it is in the palace. ”

With the sound of "uncle", Wang Chi's face softened slightly, but when he heard Ruan Luo finish his words, his two Wolong eyebrows couldn't help but rise slightly, and they were a little sharp, "You will also question that Kyoto is not peaceful today?" ”

Ruan Luo was speechless for a while.

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, he didn't question this.

It would be shallow to measure his concerns at the moment by using Kyoto's unevenness.

Kyoto as it is today. Compared with the castle that was only equivalent to the temporary residence of the royal family more than ten years ago, it is indeed several times more peaceful and stable. In the early years, the small Huyang County began to really have the momentum and quality of the brain of the country and the important town of Beijing, and he has been living here for three years, of course, he has already experienced it.

However, if His Majesty's identity information is leaked out, with only two people to escort him now, it seems that no part of the capital he is in will be safe.

Faced with Wang Chi's complicated and incomprehensible question, Ruan Luo did not speak, and then he heard Wang Chi continue: "It took me more than ten years. The comprehensive renovation of this capital city from people to things is to hope that it can become the head of the Nanzhao country and set an example. Establish a standard and rebuild more capitals in the future according to this framework. Now that this plan has finally shown some results, I want to go out for a walk once in a while, experience the environment I created by myself, and also experience the happiness of being an ordinary person in this environment. This kind of happiness and joy can support me to endure the coldness in the palace, proving that what I have done is not only worthy of the expectations and trust given by tens of millions of Li people. It's worthy of my friends. ”

When these words first unfolded, Wang Chi's tone was relatively calm. As well as very slowly. But in the last paragraph, he is like a man who has been silent for a long time. When he finally spoke, he couldn't help but confide in some of his thoughts.

Ruan Luo still didn't speak, but his hand hanging down his sleeve trembled slightly.

From the perspective of a narrow interest, it is better to listen to the voice of an emperor less. The purpose of His Majesty's coming here today has not yet been clarified, and suddenly saying this first always makes him feel even more apprehensive, and he faintly wonders if there is a mountain-like heavy responsibility that is going to be pressed down on him.

Wang Chi's long words came to the end, and his heart was really moved by some personal feelings.

At the mention of the word friend, he couldn't help but think of a scene more than ten years ago when he was still in Northern Xinjiang.

At that time, although the environment in northern Xinjiang was difficult and harsh, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was like a knife hanging above his head, but at that time, in the big tent in the army, his father was still there, his wife and children were close, and he was dusty and always unpolished next to the wide sand table.

More than 10 years ago, although the northern Xinjiang land with yellow sand covering the sky and the sun and the wind was as sharp as a knife, although it was not as humid and warm as Kyoto and the scenery was beautiful, it was also indescribable free and easy to ride horses on the natural battlefield with a smooth road in the four wildernesses, and the sand and dance the knife, which also had its own indescribable free and easy pride, and expanded the mind.

Not now, he needs to have imperial prestige, even if he wants to play two knife tricks, he has to prepare the venue in advance, and then alarm some people. Although the Kyoto neighborhood was built to be extremely wide and straight according to his ideals, in order to make the common people in the city live a peaceful life, there was a horse restriction order. As for those old friends, only one of them is still close now, but they will be gone soon.

If he continues to stay in the north as before, it is very likely that his frail and sickly second son Wang Hong will not be able to survive to this day, or perhaps the entire Wang family has disappeared in the catastrophe of the collapse of the Great Zhou Dynasty a few years ago - the Wang family, which has served in the army for nine generations and produced five marshals and one hundred and thirteen generals among more than a thousand clansmen, will never change its banner to Beiyan and become a tool of other families, crushing the mountains and rivers of the mother country.

But when the mind turns again, people will realize a problem that is like a thorn in their hearts: if they hadn't chosen to live a life like this, they might not be as passive and constrained as they are now in the matter of taking their little daughter home.

Maybe it was on the way out of the palace to Ruan Luo's bookstore in Weifu, and he inadvertently saw some warm and small scenery of ordinary people traveling, although it was inadvertent, it still touched his heart; Or maybe it's looking at the young face in front of me now, which reminds me of my friend's uneasy words before he died...... Wang Chi has been silent for a long time. It was finally dialed today.

And when he thought of the little daughter who was still wandering outside the palace, he remembered something that had nothing to do with power.

Glancing sideways, he saw that Ruan Luoliang was speechless for a long time. And the gaze that he could look at directly just now had also dropped slightly at this time, and Wang Chi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: These words. After all, it's still not suitable to say to a descendant.

After recovering his mind a little, Wang Chi had already recovered the calm tone he had when he first spoke, and said slowly: "I just said that I came out this time to distract myself, but in fact, it is not true. There are still some things that I want to tell you. ”

When Ruan Luo heard this, his slightly drooping gaze suddenly raised, and there was no longer the worried look in his eyes just now. His eyes were condensed, and his expression became solemn and serious.

Wang Chi only pondered for a moment, and then asked directly, "Have you got the Yan family's silver ticket back?" ”

……

……

Shiting, the left camp of the Southern Zhao Army.

After Mo Ye took the remaining dozen people from the cottage into the Nanzhao Army, Cui Zhendong, the commander of the Left Route Army, arranged a separate barracks for them, but for the time being, he had not arranged for the combined troops to participate in the exercises in the army.

The dozen or so people in the cottage are used to being wild, and I am afraid that it is not so easy to quickly integrate into military life, and they need a time to relax, which is the plan of Xiang Dongliu, the original boss of the cottage.

But Mo Ye didn't think so, she already had a rough idea in her heart. That unfathomable Wang Zhe was afraid that he didn't really plan to arrange for their team to enlist in the army. However, it is not to drive them away, it is more like another arrangement. But there was no letter for a long time.

Liu Bajin had just "visited" the battle drills in the army from a distance, and when he returned to the barracks, he watched Mo Ye open a small horse and sit in the open space in front of the barracks to read quietly. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer, and said slowly in a slightly suppressed voice: "Second master, since your two uncles have reunited after a long absence, why don't you participate in the wine party?" ”

"If you want me to bring you wine, just say it. It's not like your Liu Bajin style to hide your words. Mo Ye didn't raise his head, and finished reading a page. Naturally, I turned another page.

Liu Bajin swallowed his saliva, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Earlier, the cottage was still there. He had already seen the sharpness of the mind of the woman in front of him, although it was like a fine needle, it had a pungency that could not be underestimated.

Originally, the last words of the night master gave up the position to Mo Ye, Liu Bajin and the bandits in the village still had some doubts, but after going out to make a few laps a few days ago, they were completely convinced.

However, when they really identified with the second leader of this woman's identity, they were in the camp of the Nanzhao Army, and the brothers they were fighting together became cramped again. Realizing that the cottage no longer exists, the position of the second master, or the boss of the cottage, in this barracks where tens of millions of troops are like a forest, more than a dozen of them often fall into a state of melancholy. And at this moment, the second master surnamed Mo not only did not show timidity, but had a momentum of hidden strength.

The dozen or so people who escaped death in the cottage, if they have a little eyesight, they should also feel that the strength of Mo Er's family is not something that a second master of the cottage can support. After thinking about it like this, they added a trace of awe to this second-in-command.

Although this Mo Er is in charge, although he has never been able to treat him as a brother and sister with the brothers in the village, considering that she has always been a woman, it is normal to have some precautions.

But now, the sense of distance that Mo Ye has always firmly held is almost a natural majesty in the eyes of Liu Bajin and the brothers in the original cottage.

was broken by Mo Ye's words, and Liu Bajin couldn't help but show his timidity. If he was to wear the hat of a "calculating chieftain" because of this, I wonder if he would have suffered any trouble?

Feeling that Liu Bajin hadn't spoken for a long time, Mo Ye took his eyes off the writing, looked at Liu Bajin, and said gently: "It's just a matter of a few jars of wine, what are you doing so nervous?" We all came out of a cottage, although I arrived late, but half a year is enough time for me to understand your preferences, you are not drunk, and you will never make a mistake because of drinking. If you had said this directly, I would have answered it. ”

Liu Bajin saw that things had taken a turn for the better, his brows moved slightly, and he hurriedly asked: "Second master, ...... you" But when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly swallowed them back.

Don't be kidding, it is rumored that the camp of the Nanzhao Left Route Army brought a small amount of "Wujiu", which was used as a reward, and a glass was worth ten gold. With the habit of drinking oxen like his, two jars are only enough to wash the hungry intestines once, but it is not a small amount to exchange it for gold.

The second master is such a careful person, even if he agrees to help him get some to taste, it is impossible to count with the altar as soon as he opens his mouth.

It's impossible, it's impossible......

(To be continued)