He began to feel that the sky deliberately did not follow people's wishes, that woman's fiancé was Mo Ziling, he said with a golden mouth, could it be that he wanted to slap himself in the mouth? Take back the fame, and then admit the princess Anling who has not passed through the door into the palace?

Mo Ziheng sighed, it's just that this world is not completely perfect, and the heavens have made such a big joke with him!

Xiao Jinse, where are you now? Still alive? Mo Ziheng felt bitter for a while, and then stubbornly straightened his expression, thinking to himself, if God let Xiao Jinse come back unharmed this time, then he would definitely not miss this opportunity and make her his own woman at all costs.

Mozi Mausoleum ...... Hmph, I'm afraid I'm already dead in the Nanban ambush, right? Mo Ziheng thought of this, and his heart was relieved, originally he appointed Mo Ziling to fight in the Southern Barbarians, it was of special significance, wasn't it? If Mo Ziling has a mistake, then as Mo Ziling's brother, it seems that he will not be able to entertain the people's after-dinner conversation by including Mo Ziheng's wife who has not passed through the door into the palace.

Now it is really as he imagined, Mo Ziling died in the Nanban ambush, and everything seems to be closer to what he wants, but he has calculated a lot, and he can't count that Xiao Jinse will have an accident.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Yunzi's voice sounded outside, Mo Ziheng was startled, and looked at the door: "What's the matter?" ”

"The flying pigeon has arrived." Yoshiko-chan's voice sounded eager.

"Come in!" Mo Ziheng's voice sank.

The door sounded softly, and Xiao Yunzi hurriedly came to him, and presented the bamboo pipe in his hand to Mo Ziheng.

Mo Ziheng twisted his eyebrows to open the bamboo tube, took out the note inside, and his expression changed: "He is still alive?!" ”

Xiao Yunzi didn't know who Mo Ziheng was talking about, so he didn't dare to speak.

Mo Ziheng picked up the pen on the side and wrote on the rice paper, and after a while, he spoke: "Hurry up and send the book to that side!" ”

"Yes!" Xiao Yunzi hurriedly answered and walked out.

Mo Ziheng's face was solemn, Fang Cai's flying pigeon biography was written by Mozi period, and the letter also said that Mo Ziling was still alive and was with him now.

There are too many weird things on the Nanban side, and they want to continue to investigate.

Nanban? He Mo Ziheng has never put it in his eyes, the land of projectiles, he wants to compete with Da Luo, and he is a fool dreaming!

Although Da Luo's army was ambushed by the Nanban this time, Mo Ziheng felt that it was just a coincidence, and it was not impossible for the blind cat to encounter a dead mouse.

However, since they want to stay in Nanban, the general who escaped in the ambush will definitely die if he is discovered by Nanban.

Nanban, Qingyun Inn.

The two soldiers were so arrogant that they rushed into the inn: "Where is the shopkeeper?" ”

Cheng Mo'er went downstairs when she heard the sound, frowned, and her expression was not afraid: "Yo, two officials, what are you looking for me?" ”

These two soldiers looked at each other, and Cheng Mo'er said in her heart.

Because the relationship between Da Luo and Nanban is becoming increasingly tense, soldiers will patrol various inns every day.

Every day, Cheng Mo'er, the two soldiers who inspected the Qingyun Inn, were already familiar with each other, and every time they were just pretending.

"No more nonsense! Take out the register book! Questioning! One of the black-faced soldiers shouted.

"What should I do?" Cheng Mo'er took out a thick account book in front of the wooden counter and handed it to the soldier.

The soldier dodged the ledger and flipped it open.

"Official, don't break it, our inn can count on this account book for settling accounts on weekdays." Cheng Mo'er is not salty or indifferent.