At dawn the next day, Mo Jiu and Xuan Ye returned to Dunsheng's mansion, walked into the lattice door, the curtain on the screen had been rolled up, Juzi sat on the round cushion and leaned on the low table and looked out of the door blankly, seeing Mo Jiu coming back, Juzi hurriedly got up and walked to Jiu'er's side in broken steps, "Mrs. Mo Jiu, I heard that the Northern rebels fought with the Hei family in Mt. Hiei last night, and the son of the sect was missing?" Mo Jiu saw her anxious appearance and suddenly wanted to tease her.

"It's not just the Pingjiao Jing Gongzi who is missing, but also our third son, you have no conscience, your own son-in-law doesn't ask, but asks about other sons?" Mo Jiu pinched Juzi's little nose, she was a very handsome little girl, but the master didn't take a fancy to her.

Kikuko is the third son-in-law of the local martial secretary Higashiyama Road Omi family, and she is also a young lady with status, the emperor implemented the policy of Qinwang during the Heian period, and the local samurai aristocratic secretary family should send her own son and lady to the capital from time to time to undertake official business, enter the palace as a female official, guard, or go to the palace as a waiter, and can be repatriated when it expires, and Kikuko will go to the Heijia mansion at the age of twelve or thirteen, and it is still an old man in the house.

Juzi is infatuated with the Pingjiao Sutra, and there are no less than dozens of love letters passed by Xuanye alone, which can still be used to keep the recent pacification of the war and rarely in Kyoto, if there is no reason for this, Juzi has to write hundreds of love letters.

Juzi's face turned red when she was teased by Mo Jiu, "Mrs. Mo Jiu, don't make fun of me, tell me if the sect master is missing?" ”

Mo Jiu also became serious: Yes, they are all missing, and I don't know where the third prince is at this time, hungry or not? Usually let him eat meat is just refusal, can a vegetarian stop hunger at a critical moment? He is a person who pays so much attention to appearance, who will fix his hair bun without Jiu'er by his side at this time?

Mo Jiu's stomach growled, don't think about it so much, anyway, Childe is not in danger for the time being, let's take care of myself first.

"Juzi, go get something to eat, let's eat first, the sons should be okay now? We are waiting in the house, people are iron and rice are steel, let's fill our stomachs first, the third prince should not be in any danger for the time being, I better take care of you two little things first. ”

The three of them had a simple meal, and then they had to wait.

The samurai attendants were all sent to the battlefield or to find the third prince.

"Is Mo Jiu here?" It's the father of the third son, Lord Ping Jingsheng, what can he do to find himself?

At this time, Mo Jiu's hair was messy, the clothes on his body were stained with blood, and he was torn like a beggar, and he couldn't let the elders see his downfall, "Father, you, you wait for me first, and I'll freshen up a little." As soon as Mo Jiu's words were finished, the old man actually pushed open the lattice door and came in directly.

The old man is wearing a straight hanging, covered with purple armor, wearing a spade-shaped helmet, wearing a gold sword, cutting a spotted arrow on his back, and holding a longbow, this dress is similar to the third son's outfit, heroic and sassy, old and strong, worthy of being a martial artist, temperament is good, Mo Jiu has a faint smile in his heart.

"Father, what are you doing dressed like this? It's hard to say you're going to war, and you don't want to see how old you are, so don't add to the chaos. "The father of the third prince should be regarded as an artist if he changes to modern times, he knows all kinds of music, waka, pipa, flute, and all Yale, and he usually makes friends with singers and dancers, unlike other elders who always have a straight face, for fear that others will not know that they are elders.

Elder Ping Jingsheng is a kind little old man, usually Mo Jiu doesn't have so many rules when he talks to him, and he also teaches Mo Jiu to play the flute and sing and play the pipa from time to time, if he doesn't wear this outfit, Mo Jiu will forget that he is also a member of the martial arts.

"Mo Jiu, for the father to make a long story short, the Ping family has reached the moment of life and death, as a warrior of the Ping family, no matter how old or young, it is the responsibility to safeguard the interests of the family, for the father is about to go to the battlefield, the house will be handed over to you, you are my daughter-in-law of the Ping family, you have to take on this responsibility, I heard the retainers who returned to the house said that you broke into the enemy camp alone late last night, the martial arts are outstanding, and no one from the hundreds of enemies can stop you, and rescue Dunsheng, is the pride of my Ping family! The safety of our Hachijo Mansion will be handed over to you as a father. Before Mo Jiu could react, the old man walked out of the door like a gust of wind, stepped on his horse, and ran towards the battlefield, an old man in his sixties, and such skills, this is the person of the martial arts family, Mo Jiu sighed behind him.

The rest of the huge mansion are some old and young women and children, young ladies and ladies who cover their faces with cypress fans, crying and crying to find Mo Jiu to inquire about the news of the sons of the mansion, the two ladies of Dunsheng's eldest brother Jingzheng, who have lived in Mo Jiu's house for the past two days and have not left, crying and wiping tears and begging Mo Jiu to find a way to find their husband.

Women, why are you so weak, can you just cry and wipe your tears and pin your hopes on others, if Mo Jiu was as worried about the third prince as they were, he would have rushed out to find it himself, even if he didn't know martial arts.

"Two sisters-in-law, can you go back to your own boudoir, you have been with me for the past two days, you didn't sleep all night last night, you just woke me up when I fell asleep and asked this and that, are you here to torture me? I've told you, the sons will be fine for the time being, we just need to wait for them in the house, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, let me have a good rest, we'll ..... in a while" Mo Jiu didn't finish speaking.

Tonight is the day of the great escape of the whole clan, Mo Jiu has to sleep first, otherwise she doesn't know if she has time to rest on the way, she hasn't slept for two days in a row.

"Report!" It's Xuanye again, this kid, shouting outside like a ghost.

Yesterday, Mo Jiu first asked him to go back to the master's mansion to prepare the items for the master's long journey, so as not to rush when he used it on the road, and Xuan Ye was in a hurry to report that it was not good.

"Don't worry, isn't it the Sixth Polo Messenger to pack your bags and go to the West Country." Mo Jiu said casually, Xuan Ye nodded lightly, things recorded in the history books clearly, do you need to make such a fuss, it is normal for others to be surprised, Xuan Ye, this kid is a person from modern times, what is not known in advance, and he is so panicked, Mo Jiu complained in his heart.

On the night of July 20 in the second year of Shouei, the Heike family got the news that the front was lost, and Kiso Yizhong was about to attack Heiankyo, and the heirs of the Heike family in the capital had to leave the capital and flee westward.

The two ladies who hadn't had time to hurry back to their boudoir looked at Mo Jiu in shock, Mo Jiu knew that they were shocked at how they could know about the westward journey before Xuanye reported the news, and they were even more shocked by the suddenness of the westward journey, how could such a thing happen, and said that it was good to hear that Xingxing Xiguo was actually a great escape.

"What are you waiting for, I won't have a chance to leave later. Juzi, quickly instructed the attendants, the old mother, and the young lady to pack up their things and leave the house, and not to bring too many things. ”

Mo Jiu quickly changed into a set of suits, the jade white brocade hung down, embroidered cherry blossom armor (this is the armor that Dun Sheng specially ordered the attendants to make for Mo Jiu) gilded warrior sword, with a bamboo arrow on his back, holding a bow wrapped in vines, this set of lines Mo Jiu has never worn it, but I don't know how to look at myself in the bronze mirror, I feel very familiar, maybe this is the real Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu paced into the courtyard, loudly urging the young ladies and ladies who couldn't bear to leave home, the men were not in the mansion, and the old man's instructions before leaving, Mo Jiu had to take the responsibility on his shoulders.

The carriages and horses were ready, and they were ready to leave the house to catch up with the large team heading west.

A series of horses' hooves, from far and near, "Phew! "It's the sons and the old man who are back.

Before the person arrived, he heard the voice of his father, "It's all cleaned up, right?" Did Mo Jiu count the number of people? Because the courtyard was too noisy, the old man shouted loudly to Mo Jiu.

"It's counted, a lot!" Mo Jiu reciprocated loudly.

"Then follow me, and set off at once to catch up with the big army. Jingzheng, Jingjun, and Tsumori immediately rush to the entrance from Mt. Hiei to Kyoto and ensure that the Heike leaves Beijing safely. ”

With a shout, the old man had already led the team out of the house, and the third prince glanced at Mo Jiu from a distance, smiled warmly at Mo Jiu, turned his horse's head and flew to the rear battlefield.

left without having time to say a word, Mo Jiu was already teary-eyed, time is life on the battlefield, this Mo Jiu understands, but, Jiu'er is chasing the third son in this life, Mo Jiu is used to seeing the smile of the son every day, but now he doesn't even have time for a hug.

"Mo Jiu, the third prince asked me to protect you." Mo Jiu and Xuan Ye rode in parallel, and Xuan Ye whispered to Mo Jiu.

"When did you say it, and why didn't I hear it?"

"The old man said it when he asked you."

"Oh, you still protect me, I'll protect you." Jiu'er raised her eyebrows at Xuan Ye and said.

For the sake of this kid not urging him to leave in the past two days, Jiu'er secretly reminded himself that he must protect this coward.