Eerily quiet.

Mo Yun?

The only person who watched His Highness die when he died violently?

That "big hero"?

The silence lasted for a few minutes, so long that he couldn't help but think about whether to leave Mo Yun behind and go directly to the camp without following the middle division.

Mo Yun looked at these people uneasily, and the craftsmen and foremen, including the guards, were all looking at him with an incomprehensible look.

"Say it's a young man......," said one of the craftsmen to his companions.

"The height seems to be a bit similar to Ha ......" Another craftsman watched from afar, stretched out his hand and gestured Mo Yun's height up and down.

"Didn't you mean in prison? Came out? This is Wang Weisi's guard's confusion.

Mo Yun heard the guard's doubts, and couldn't help but look down at himself with joy, Wang Weisi turned out to have people who didn't know his specific whereabouts.

"Mo Yun? That 'big hero'? The foreman was accustomed to dealing with people, and his stunned work was a little shorter than those people, and he asked hesitantly.

"Uh...... Big heroes certainly aren't. Mo Yun ...... It's my name indeed. Mo Yun would never admit that he was a hero no matter what.

"You say...... King Song died in the sea? After hearing the affirmative answer, the foreman tilted his head slightly, took a step more towards Mo Yun, and asked with squinted eyes.

Mo Yun saw his eyes, and there was some shock in it, but more of disbelief.

"The one we are building is an altar for the blessing of the Song King. If the King of Song has already died in the sea, then what is the use of this building? A craftsman stood up and pointed to the altar that had just been built to the third floor.

Mo Yun grabbed his hair and was about to explain, when the foreman's serial questions followed:

"Did you see King Song die in the sea? Who told you? You are a non-Song person, how do you know? Do you think that if you are a big hero, you can arrange the life and death of King Song at will? Song Wangji has his own heavenly appearance, without him, there would be no Song Kingdom, why do you want to make such a cruel statement to deceive us......"

"But......" Mo Yun opened his mouth.

"But what? Wang Weisi's guards should be sent to prison, how could King Song die? The foreman grabbed Mo Yun by the shoulder, turned around and pointed at him and shouted at the guards.

Mo Yun instinctively shook his body and shook off the hand of the hand, and took a few steps back, only to see that those craftsmen had stopped what they were doing, each holding a tool, and approaching him step by step.

Mo Yun felt that he seemed to have misestimated the degree of love of the Song people for the Song king, or that he failed to grasp the psychological state of the Song people.

"Doctor Xu said. Zhao Zhe Zhao Shisun said. They confessed it themselves in front of me. Mo Yun answered the foreman's questions one by one.

The foreman just shook his head, and the craftsmen stopped hesitantly, but after a moment they moved forward again.

Mo Yun suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop their steps: "Wait, wait." If King Song is still here, will he cause a commotion in the east of the city? If King Song is still here, will these guards of Wang Weisi patrol the streets? If King Song is still around, will the city gate be closed? ”

"The most important thing is that if King Song is still here, will the Ten Confederations still dare to camp at the gate of Lin'an City?" Mo Yun was almost forced into a corner.

……

"I thought I was going to be beaten up, these people have heads. It's not easy. Mo Yun walked down the street with a frightened face, and the cry from the altar was still faintly heard.

Wang Weisi's guards were also crying inside.

The death of Zhao Xu, the king of Song, will be scattered in the streets and alleys of Lin'an City with the crying of these people.

Although Lin'an City has been blocked, Mo Yun knows that this blockade can only block the path, but it cannot block the circulation of speech.

After coming out of the inner court, Mo Yun planned to do something by himself, so that the trainees of Lin'an City would not be ignorant, and they would not understand what the current situation was.

They were more or less merchants, Mo Yun knew this, but he also thought that these people were not only merchants, but also living people.

They are not only the trade-offs of interests and the calculation of pros and cons, they also have a human side.

The seven emotions and six desires are there, and they will cry bitterly because of the death of their beloved king. It will also burst out with amazing power because of the death of the king and the possible oppression of the Ten Confederate forces.

Mo Yun vaguely wanted to prove that Hong Xuchou's judgment was wrong.

Now he felt like he had at least made a good start.

But he didn't think about the reason for this good head, and what his own hopes were.

"It would be really good if they could unite to protect this city and protect the Chengping world that the Song King once brought." It is rare for Zhongsi to say so much, although he is the leader of a small team, he has a clear understanding of the current grim situation in Song Kingdom.

"Do you think so?" Mo Yun asked.

Zhongsi stood in front of Baifu Street, looked at the guards of Wang Weisi who were facing away from them and did not answer, he just glanced at Mo Yun, his eyes were a little strange, as if he was reminiscing and criticizing.

Mo Yun shrugged his shoulders, thought about it, and decided to follow his own steps, even if he was blocked, he would be able to reach the gate of Baifu safely.

He had basically determined that there were probably no people in the current guards of Lin'an City who could stop his speed.

……

Lin Rongpo almost immediately raised his palms to stop his subordinates from arresting Mo Yun.

Mo Yun was able to walk out from behind his team openly and pass by his horse, which already showed that there was another deviation in the martial arts of this "big hero", and he had no way to crack this deviation.

Of course, the moment Mo Yun walked into the gate of the White Mansion, Lin Rongpo also felt that there was no need to arrest him.

……

Seeing Mo Yun again, Bai Xian sighed and admired:

"You're too good, like you're in a no-man's land."

Mo Yun thought for a while, and said to Bai in an orderly manner: "I want to take Xiao Qian and Xiao Fei away." Chao Gong and Wen Feng can continue to stay in Baifu if they are willing. ”

Bai Xian looked puzzled: "They live here well, why do they want to leave?" ”

"Okay?" Mo Yun pointed to the wall, "On that side, there are now Wang Weisi's guards guarding it, waiting for you to go out, so that I can catch you all." I'm a ranger, and I haven't taken over the mission of your White Mansion, nor do I have the awareness to do so, so I think it's better to stay away from danger. ”

Mo Yun didn't want to have any unhappiness with Bai Xiancheng, but Bai Burong's actions and Bai Youcheng's ambition made him feel that it was better to take care of Xiao Qian and Xiao Yu's lives.

What's more, there is a little chaos in the city of Lin'an, and the alliance forces of the Ten Confederations outside the city have at least not launched an attack.

This is a relatively good opportunity to be able to take the two little ones to a relatively suitable place in peace.

Mo Yun asked Zhongsi to wait outside, and if he didn't go out for a short time, he asked Zhongsi to find an opportunity to come in and take Xiaoqian and the two to Langge's camp.

Just a while ago, the news of Lang Ge's assassination of him came into his ears, making him feel that he was threatened with death for the first time in his whole life, and the second time it came from Zhongji.

Intuitively, however, it was easier for him to approve of Hong than for others.

A certain part of the Bai family represented by Bai Youcheng made him feel very uncomfortable and annoying.

Zhao Zhe's neuroticism, and his own status as a descendant of the late Song King, at least so far, were not suitable to leave the two little ones behind in the face of the crisis caused by the Ten Confederates.

Bai Xianxuan listened to Mo Yun's words, and showed an indifferent expression: "There is no danger. ”

As they spoke, a servant-like man walked up to the two of them.

Bai Xianxuan glanced at Mo Yun, thought for a while and said, "Let's just say it." ”

"The coalition forces only agreed to besiege the city for two days, and after two days, Lin'an City would be slaughtered if it did not surrender."

Bai Xian exhaled softly, thought for a moment and said to Mo Yun, "Are you interested in accompanying me to the inner court?" Relatively speaking, the Bai family wants to do business, and the Song Kingdom can't be chaotic. ”

Mo Yun's answer was to keep Bai Xianxuan firmly out of the door.

Bai Xianxuan touched his nose and looked up at the house that was set aside for Xiao Qianxiao to live in, and thought to himself, Isn't this house provided by the Bai family?

Bai Xianxuan pursed his lips and turned to leave.

The Bai family has prepared enough manpower, as well as enough money.

If the negotiations with Zhao Zhe fail to reach, then the city will be slaughtered.