The small lotus pavilion stands in a pavilion, fragrant and fragrant.

In front of a pool of clear water, Zhao Shuang was holding a bamboo pole and was fishing.

The disciples of the Mo family stood respectfully, only to hear the noise outside the courtyard.

A large number of Korean soldiers surrounded the mansion, and Ji Wuye took Liu Yi to take the lead and walked to the water pavilion from the outside.

The disciples of the Mo family did not stop him, and Ji Wuye looked at the fishing kid in front of him.

"You are the new Grand Commander of the Mo Family?"

"General Ji Wuye is an important minister of South Korea, how can he have the heart to come here to see me Yijieyi?"

"Don't pretend!"

"What does the general want?"

The kid in front of him was dressed in cloth and wearing a mask, and Ji Wuye put the eight-foot sword in his hand across his shoulder.

"Jade-faced Feilong, if you know each other, just take your people out of Xinzheng, otherwise don't be blamed for my welcome. Otherwise, you don't want to go out vertically today! ”

Zhao Shuang smiled indifferently, and the bamboo pole in his hand did not move lightly.

"The Mo family is righteous, why is it afraid of life and death? Does the general know what the consequences will be if you kill my Mo family disciple? ”

Ji Wuye's breath was unstable, and his complexion became even more ugly.

"Boy, are you threatening me?"

The Mo family is noble and honest, when Mozi was in the Song Dynasty, he went to the Chu Palace in person, and with the strength of one person, but Chu was a strong army, and was admired by the world. After going to the state of Chu many times, the king of Chu repeatedly solicited and gave him a fief, but he was all resigned by Mozi.

Mozi is alive, and there are countless ink disciples in the world.

Later to Meng Sheng.

Wu Qi designed to deduce more than 70 clans in the Chu State who opposed the law change, and Meng Sheng's friend Yangchengjun was also among them.

Meng Sheng did righteousness, and on his death day, more than 180 people died, and almost all of them died in the world.

These two stark examples echoed in Ji Wuye's mind, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his hands.

doesn't love money, isn't afraid of death, such people are still piles, Ji Wuye can't afford to provoke them.

Ji Wuye organized the night and did all the bad things, but after all, it was for money, power and beauty.

Although after Meng Sheng's death, the Mo family declined. Even among the disciples of the Mo family today, not all the disciples are like the original Mo disciples.

After all, who doesn't love money?

But what if?

What if this kid in front of you is?

What if this kid's subordinates are?

What if he swings this sword down, what if this kid doesn't dodge?

What was waiting for Ji Wuye was the endless pursuit, which was enough to make him restless.

Ji Wuye didn't dare to bet, put away the eight-foot sword in his hand, and laughed.

"He is worthy of being the commander of the Mo family, what a guts!"

Liu Yi stood aside, watching Ji Wuye change from a menacing appearance to his current appearance, his heart was stunned, and he glanced around, and his body was cold and cold.

What about the furniture and utensils that I spent a lot of money on?

Why is there no one?

Ji Wuye had no choice but to take this kid, so he sat on the ground.

"The Mo family has always been the most active in the land of Yan Zhao, but now they are coming to South Korea, but what is it for?"

"For one!"

"Who?"

"Baiyue Waste Prince Tianze!"

Ji Wuye's complexion was hard to see, and a pair of eyes were wide open and shining.

The kid in front of him is so outspoken, there are only two possibilities, either he is sincere and does things fairly, or he doesn't take him Ji Wuye, a general, in his eyes at all.

Ji Wuye's face changed, and then he laughed.

"The Grand Commander is really interesting, what to do with a dead man?"

"General Ji is a smart man, so he naturally knows why I am looking for a dead man."

Ji Wuye stood up, and the eight-foot sword in his hand was raised again.

"Jade-faced flying dragon, don't deceive people too much. Provoke me, people from the Mo family, I'll kill one when I see one! ”

"The general wants to kill me?"

Zhao Shuang smiled, feeling the killing intent behind him. If Ji Wuye was just lying and threatening just now, then this time he really moved to kill.

"So what?"

"I bet the general can't swing this sword!"

Man dies for money, and birds die for food. Ji Wuye's face was flushed with a sneer, and the killing intent became more and more chilling.

"Boy, you really want to die, don't blame me."

Then Ji Wuye raised his hand, and when he was about to wave it down, a spy voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"General Ji, no!"

An attendant hurriedly ran over and ran to Ji Wuye's side, out of breath.

"General Ji, what are you doing, it's all your own people, don't hurt the peace."

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Wuye is a little strange, why did the servant in King Han's palace come here?

"The king has an order to see this gentleman of the Mo family."

At this moment, Zhao Shuang's fishing rod moved lightly, and a fat fish was caught from the pool.

Zhao Shuang carried the fish, crossed Ji Wuye, and walked to the side of the Mo family's disciple.

"I made this fish into soup, and I'll come back in the evening to eat it."

"No!"

Ji Wuye looked at the great commander in front of him, who was taking care of himself, and made a judgment in his heart.

This kid is not above board, but he doesn't take him seriously at all.

......

Mingzhu couldn't help but smile as she looked at the message from her subordinates.

"Ji Wuye suffered a loss at the hands of that jade-faced flying dragon and lost a lot of face."

Bai Yifei sat in the distance, looked at the military intelligence documents on the table, and asked softly.

"So what's going on now?"

"The great commander of the Mo family was invited to the palace by the old King Han."

Bai Yifei's movements in his hands stopped, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face.

Mingzhu was lying on the brocade couch and noticed Bai Yifei's expression.

"There are many lobbyists from all the sons and hundreds of schools who have been called into the palace of King Han, and you don't necessarily look like this?"

Bai Yifei shook his head, with an uneasy emotion on his face.

"If this Mo family leader really has something to do with Zhao Shuang, then his appearance is definitely not simple. Step by step, I am afraid that there will be unknown dangers. ”

Mingzhu smiled, dressed in a black light veil, extremely charming.

"Cousin, you're thinking too much."

"South Korea's location is here, and so is its national strength. At the end of the year, if you don't harm your life, you can only do it to the nations without harming each other. is this jade-faced flying dragon related to Zhao Shuang, can there be any strategy to strengthen Han, can he control the countries outside and cultivate virtue and politics inside? ”

Mingzhu stood up from the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. The wine was as red as blood, but when I saw her drink it slightly, a playful smile appeared on her face.

"South Korea's hegemony has reached its peak as early as when Zheng was destroyed two years ago. The rest can only be gradually eaten away by the nations. Rather than let it finally perish in the hands of the nations, let us squeeze the last bit of value out of it. ”

Bai Yifei looked at Mingzhu with a smile on his face, as if he was laughing at her innocence.

"Who are we who know this? We are definitely not the only people who want to squeeze Korea dry. ”

"I have only seen it on the chessboard if I was able to make the first hand on Tian Yuan and win in the end. However, how could a person who knew this, but still dared to make such a move on Tian Yuan, be so simple and easy to deal with? ”

Mingzhu shook the cup in her hand, and the smile on her face was even worse.

"So, I really want to see how handsome this jade-faced flying dragon looks under the dragon silk mask?"