Chapter 225: The Messenger Comes
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On the second day, the sun rose slowly as usual, and the sunlight between spring and summer poured over the plains in the eastern suburbs of Luoyang, making people feel very warm.
"Huh!"
"Huh!"
Mu Jing rested for a night, in good spirits, got up early in the morning, thought of last night's events, thought twice, deliberately boxed outside the camp tent in Mushan, and the tiger was vigorous, and there was an extraordinary scream.
"Don't call outside, it's early in the morning, don't be annoyed, come in!" In the tent, a low voice soon sounded.
Mu Jing didn't say a word, hurriedly put away his fist, opened the curtain, and stepped in.
In the tent, Mu Shan was neatly dressed, obviously had been up for a while, kneeling in front of the desk, holding a book in his hand, looking carefully, these days, he had developed a habit and insisted on reading every day.
At first, Mu Shan was a little uncomfortable, he would rather practice martial arts than study quietly, which was a little depressed for him, but under Jiang Lu's persuasion several times, he slowly adapted to it and developed a habit.
Mu Jing carefully observed his father's face, and then said, "Father, it was okay to rest last night!" ”
"Not so good!"
The hard road of Makiyama.
"Actually......" Mu Jing worded and said: "The things of the year Uncle Zhong are just their own masters, you have a lot of adults, don't remember!" ”
"Humph!"
Mu Shan snorted coldly: "If you hadn't brought him here, he would have entered the camp for the first step, I would have arranged a strong crossbow to snipe him, my Mu Shan has been in countless dangers in this life, the only time, almost killed in battle, was under his knife, but this is for me, on the battlefield, success or failure, life and death, there is already a destiny, it is nothing, he is stronger than me, I admit it, what I hate is that if it weren't for him tearing apart the defense line of Wancheng at the beginning, and entering alone, we would not have suffered defeat, and Qu Shuai would not have died in battle!" ”
Zhang Mancheng and him have the grace of knowing and re-innovating, and he regards him as a father and brother.
Zhang Mancheng's death is the biggest hatred in his heart.
"And this stubble?" Mu Jing's skull hurts.
"I once told myself that if I see him again, I will take his life at all costs, and comfort Qu Shuai's spirit in the sky!"
Makiyama said fiercely.
"Father, in Luoyang City, if he hadn't defended the child several times, I'm afraid the child would have died, but he was a life-saving grace to the child!" Mu Jing arched his hand and said: "On the mountain, he broke off the child twice before he could protect the child from escaping, and the child will never allow his father to kill him!" ”
"If it were for the father, he would kill him?"
This sentence was said by Makiyama.
When he entered this barracks, Mushan was the king, and he said that life was life, and he said death was death.
Huang Zhong is a fierce general, a rare fierce general in the world, and his martial arts have reached the peak, but he is flesh and blood after all, the fierce general is very important, and the manpower is irreversible.
"The child is willing to stand in the way!"
Mujing is persistent.
"Even if you don't hesitate to disobey your father?"
"The child does not dare to disobey his father, but this is a life-saving grace, the child can't watch it, he would rather go to Huangquan together than regret it for life!" Mu Jing's expression was firm.
"My son has grown up!" Mu Shan's eyes were a little complicated: "The wings are stiff!" ”
"Don't dare!"
Mu Jing knelt on the ground and bowed his head.
"I'll spare him his life for the time being, but this doesn't mean it's over!" Mu Shan said calmly: "A certain will not use the army to snipe him, this is despised, Huang Hansheng is best to let his martial arts always surpass his father, if one day, his father's martial arts surpass him, he should personally kill his head to avenge Qu Shuai!" ”
"Thank you, father!"
Mu Jing wiped his cold sweat, his father said so, this matter is in the past.
As for saying that one day Mu Shan's martial arts can surpass Huang Zhong, he doesn't look good, Huang Zhong is nearly sixty years old, and he can still tie with Guan Yu in his prime, and he can shoot the fierce general Xiahou Yuan in his seventies.
After all, martial arts practitioners know that the more backward it is, the more difficult it is, and some people maintain a realm, and it is difficult to take a small step throughout their lives.
"Sit down!" Mu Shan patted the cushion next to the desk and said, "Talk to your father about your affairs in Luoyang!" ”
"Yes!"
Mu Jing stepped forward, knelt down and sat down, and then from the beginning of his entry into Luoyang, he told Mu Shan about the matter carefully, of course, most of them were good news and not bad news, but Mu Shan was not so easy to fool, the capital was difficult step by step, how he didn't know.
"My son is bitter!"
Looking at his son's childish but mature face, he sighed: "In the final analysis, it is still because the father is too weak to get you into such a trap, but now that the father is here, in this Luoyang City, whoever has bullied my son, I will make him regret it!" ”
"Father, children are not bitter!" Mu Jing said: "The heavens are entrusted to the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, and empty their bodies!" “
"Wu'er reads this book well!"
Makiyama smiled.
"Lord, Jiang Junshi asks to see you!" At this time, the guards guarding the camp came to report.
"Please!"
Mu Shan cleaned up his robe and said softly.
Soon Jiang Lu was invited in.
"Meet the Lord!" Jiang Lu saluted.
"Haoming, come and sit!" Makiyama beckoned.
"Lord, a messenger has come from Luoyang City!"
Jiang Lu sat down and hurriedly reported.
"Emissary?" Mushan squinted: "It's coming quickly!" ”
He thought for a while: "But now that I have the Prince's Association in hand, do I still need to talk to them, wouldn't it be better to directly attack Luoyang and support the Prince's Association to ascend to the throne?" ”
"Lord, don't think so!" Jiang Lu said: "We may not be able to beat Luoyang City, and in addition, it may not be feasible to support the prince to ascend the throne, after all, now that the prince is still here, although the prince association also has the qualifications to ascend the throne, it is not right after all!" ”
"Then let's meet!"
Mu Shan said: "A certain family wants to see how those high-ranking civil officials in this Luoyang City want to appease the tens of thousands of troops of a certain family!" ”
He thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the envoy?" ”
"Above the name, it is the imperial doctor, a kind of shao!"
"I've seen this person, a powerful person who ignores party disputes and is neutral to the court, but he is very bold and even dares to impeach the Son of Heaven!" Mujing Road.
He is most familiar with the civil and military officials, because he has been to the court, and more than once, he has recorded all the ministers in this Luoyang City, so as to prevent him from offending when.
"Got the guts?"
A smile rose at the corner of Mu Shan's mouth: "Haoming, before going to summon the hundred generals at the camp gate, I want to see if he dares to come in!" ”
"No!"
Jiang Lu nodded and immediately went to arrange.
"In addition, go and invite the prince's association, we are the teachers of King Qin, but we can't be nameless!" Makiyama Road.
"I'll go!"
The pastor nodded and bowed away.
Before the gate.
A middle-aged man, wearing a court official robe, wearing a crown on his head, wearing a body, holding a festival, waiting with peace of mind.
"My lord, this Mushan is quite rude!"
"Hmph, in the face of the prestige of the imperial court, living in such arrogance, a thief is a thief, and it is difficult to become a big weapon!"
Several people behind him complained.
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged said coldly.
His eyes were cold, staring ahead, looking at this majestic military camp, his fists clenched slightly, he knew better than anyone that this peace talk was important to the situation in Luoyang, if Mushan was co-opted by He Jin, the Han court would be completely hopeless.
"Lord Shao, the prince, please come in!"
Jiang Lu walked out and arched his hand.
"Prince!"
Chong Shao's heart suddenly changed, and he understood that the Prince Association might have fallen into the Mushan camp.
He took a deep breath and stepped in.
"Enter!"
"Enter!"
The soldiers of the two battalions of the Violent Bear Army suddenly lined up left and right, raising their troops and shouting.