Chapter 742: I'll send you first

In a small town about thirty miles southeast of Nanping City, Zhen Mo at the corner watched a Daning cavalry team roaring past the entrance of the village, and the momentum of the Jin Ge Iron Horse was like a rainbow, and he found that he was a little scared.

He had never felt this way before, and it was not the armor-clad soldiers who made him feel timid, but the sword he had just caught.

After the cavalry team passed, he turned around and left, and walked into a small courtyard behind, this was not a hiding place he had prepared before, just because this village was dilapidated and there were not a few families living in it, when the Ning army broke through Nanping City before, most of the villages outside the city were abandoned, and there were refugees who fled to everywhere, and only two or three out of ten came back later.

Zhen Mo pushed open the incomplete courtyard door and came in, there was a musty smell in this small courtyard, the yard was very dirty, and the ground was still throwing the clothes that he picked up when he fled, and the water in the bucket was almost full, but it was rain.

He sat down on the steps at the door, feeling a little decadent, so he took a deep breath.

Was that sword blocked by him?

How could a young woman use such an irresistible sword?

Zhen Mo took a deep breath again to adjust his state, and then looked at the iron umbrella he was carrying in his hand, the umbrella bone had broken a lot, and the sword intent that shattered the umbrella bone was still left, when the sword stabbed on the umbrella, the force brought by the sword stimulated his arm, and he subconsciously opened the umbrella bone to block it, if she didn't want to save another woman first but just wanted to kill him, maybe ......

Zhen Mo suddenly understood why Song Mouyuan said those words before.

With Song Mouyuan's thoughts, he naturally thought that he would encounter obstacles when killing Lin Luoyu, so Song Mouyuan asked him to kill Lin Luoyu just to hit him, or ......

Zhen Mo's eyes were cold.

If Song Mouyuan knew that the woman's sword was so terrifying and let him come, then it would be self-evident who the target would be.

Zhen Mo smiled coldly, leaned against the door panel and closed his eyes to rest.

Why do you want me dead?

Whatever the reason, you're better off dying first.

Nanping City.

Song Mouyuan stayed in a very small inn in the north of the city, he didn't bring anyone with him, he didn't like the young man named Zhen Mo, he was a little too arrogant, and it was a kind of pretentious aura that had been suppressed for many years, and the grandeur that was deliberately shown, that feeling was like a poor man who suddenly had a lot of wealth and couldn't bear to show off in front of people.

So Song Mouyuan didn't understand why Elder Ge cared about such a person.

He and Zhen Xuanyuan have known each other for a long time, at that time, the two of them were also inconspicuous little people in the Jiazi camp in Gyeonggi Province, both small officials, living carefully in the Jiazi camp, if they don't make mistakes, they won't be brilliant, even if they are brilliant, no one will care, and later after Zhen Xuanyuan left the Jiazi camp, he also wanted to leave, but he didn't expect the queen mother to send someone to find him, he was flattered at the time.

That's Daning's queen mother, and he's just a small character who doesn't go into the stream.

Song Mouyuan sat at the window of the small inn and looked at the direction of the city gate, his eyes were a little trance, as if he had suddenly returned to that afternoon many years ago.

He didn't see the queen mother, but he saw Mu Zhaotong, a bachelor who leaned towards the government and the opposition.

"Be a little sword and pen officer in the Jiazi camp."

Mu Zhaotong glanced at Song Mouyuan: "As far as I know, you and Zhen Xuanyuan are in charge of the entire Jiaziying arsenal, and the officials above the two of you are just corpses, and the two of you have done everything, but he is holding a fortune that is many times higher than you, and you still have to nod when you see him...... Daning strives for fairness, but as you know, not everything can be fair. ”

Song Mouyuan was so nervous that he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know what to say, his hands were trembling violently.

Mu Zhaotong pointed at him, and the servant hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea.

"Don't be nervous."

Mu Zhaotong smiled and said: "I didn't come to you to give you any chance to rise to prominence, you don't have to have any hope of soaring, although I am the first assistant of the cabinet, but I can't promote you at will, because you don't have any outstanding merits, as for you have done a lot of things and your boss has not done anything, you seem unfair, but that's the system, if he does more than you, do you still need you?" ”

Song Mouyuan nodded hurriedly: "Remember the teachings of the elder pavilion." ”

Mu Zhaotong said: "I have asked people to inquire, although your family is not poor, it can only be said to be an ordinary family, your father was seriously ill in his early years and could not work, it was your mother who supported your family, I may not be able to help you in your career, but I pity your talent, thinking that I can't let people like you live a hard life all the time......"

Mu Zhaotong waved his hand, so someone put down a wooden box in front of Song Mouyuan.

Inside the wooden box was a thick stack of silver tickets, at least a few thousand taels.

In terms of the price of Daning, a few thousand taels can instantly improve the life of a family by several grades.

"You get the money back first."

Mu Zhaotong said: "I didn't give it to you, I won't give it to people for nothing, it's all given to me by others, I give it to you, it needs your talent and ability, this money is obtained by your ability, if you don't have the ability, I give the money to the beggars on the roadside is better than giving it to you, at least you can accumulate some merit." ”

Song Mouyuan hurriedly lowered his head: "Please show the elder, no matter what the elder asks me to do, I will do my best." ”

"It's not a big deal."

Mu Zhaotong said: "It's not a big deal for me, and it's naturally not a big deal for the queen, but it's a matter of future for you, you take this money, and I'm afraid that your career will be cut off in the future, I won't let you leave the Jiazi camp, you will always be a small official, at most you can achieve the position of your current boss, the treasury must be in your hands, you are in charge of the treasury, the official position is not high, but some people will ask you, especially those young people, those captains, even captains, team leaders, regimental rates, and even school captains." ......”

Mu Zhaotong continued in a flat tone: "The Jiazi Battalion can also be regarded as His Majesty's forbidden army, and there is not a single waste of young people who can be selected to enter the Jiazi Battalion, and my hope for you is that you have more contact with these young people, do you understand what I mean by more contact?" ”

Song Mouyuan's face turned pale, this is a party for personal gain!

It is a capital offense.

But he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to refuse.

Mu Zhaotong said: "From today onwards, I will give you 1,000 taels of silver every month, and I can only leave you in Jiaziying, but in terms of money, I can meet almost all your requirements, and I will contact more people in the future, if 1,000 taels is not enough, I will give you 2,000 taels, and if 2,000 taels is not enough, I will give you 3,000 taels...... Don't try to reach out to people who are higher than you, you can't sway them to reach out to young people who feel like you've been unfair. ”

Mu Zhaotong glanced at Song Mouyuan: "If you need me to make it clearer, it means that you don't deserve to take this silver." ”

Song Mouyuan looked at the silver, and then at Mu Zhaotong, the entanglement in his heart made him feel extremely painful, he was scared and excited, this feeling had never been before, which made him hesitate, but in fact, his heart gradually shifted.

In the end, he reached out and picked up the wooden box: "The student will live up to the expectations of the elder." ”

Mu Zhaotong snorted: "Go back, someone will contact you in the future." ”

Song Mouyuan was still trembling vigorously on the way out, trembling uncontrollably, he held the small wooden box, feeling that everyone on the street was staring at him, the person on the left seemed to see through his mind and wanted to report him, and the person on the right seemed to see through the wooden box and wanted to rob him of his silver, so he returned home in fear, closed the door hard, and stayed awake all night.

Now Song Mouyuan, who is in the city of Qiuli Nanping, is no longer the young man who will be afraid to run wild with a few thousand taels of silver tickets in his arms, twenty years have passed, he has become accustomed to that kind of life, maybe he is numb to that kind of life, but he is a little person like him who can never imagine it, and he has a network of relationships almost all over the army.

Everyone knows one thing, but everyone ignores one thing.

The vast majority of the generals arranged by His Majesty to lead an army alone will send a batch of personal soldiers from the Jiazi battalion, which does not mean that His Majesty does not trust the generals he sent out, but a means to put it on the surface, every Sanpin general has people who came out of the Jiazi battalion at the beginning, and if these people are selected from the forbidden army, the attitude of these people is too cold, and the selection from the Jiazi battalion is a lot gentler.

It was precisely because Mu Zhaotong valued this that he contacted Song Mouyuan.

Every guard has a telepathic box.

Mu Zhaotong learned from His Majesty, he naturally couldn't arrange a news box, but he had a way to arrange for every Sanpin general to have his people by his side, Zhuang Yong was no exception, and Shen Leng was no exception, even if Mu Zhaotong had lost ground when Shen Leng was sealed Sanpin.

Most of Shen Leng's pro-military battalions were from the sailors, but some of them were selected by the Jiazi battalion.

Song Mouyuan shook his head, allowing himself to withdraw from his thoughts, Ge Lao is a talented person and a terrifying person, if he and the queen are not inseparable, if the two of them have the same intentions, they may really be able to fight with His Majesty, but the queen later even wants to get rid of the old man, and the old man also wants to get rid of the queen, both of them know each other, but neither of them can do without each other.

There was a knock on the door, and it was an agreed signal, of varying lengths.

Song Mouyuan waited for the sound to stop before he went over and opened the door, and a middle-aged man wearing the clothes of the people hurriedly flashed in, this person was actually Zhuang Yong's pro-soldier team Zhengma Huachun.

"You all have to be careful in the future."

Song Mouyuan glanced at Ma Huachun: "I have already arranged the matter of the Son of Heaven Sword and the Jade Seal of the Heirloom Kingdom, once Your Majesty is angry, your identity may be exposed, and Zhuang Yong and Shen Leng's revenge on you will be instantaneous, so you have to find a way, it is best to escort the strict team you can enter, and I will naturally find a way to help you get out after arriving in Chang'an." ”

Ma Huachun's face was nervous: "This time I'm finished, Mr. Song must save me." ”

Song Mouyuan glanced at Ma Huachun, and suddenly began to dislike this person, so he patted Ma Huachun on the shoulder: "If you are really afraid, in this way, you will find a way to leave the General's Mansion early tomorrow morning and go to my residence, I will arrange someone to wait for you there, and he will send you away." ”

"Really?"

Ma Huachun was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Thank you Mr. Song, I hope Mr. Song doesn't lie to me." ”

"Believe me, that person was here to see me off."

Song Mouyuan smiled and looked kind: "Just let him send you first, and he will leave quickly." ”