After a few years of silence, the Turks invaded the south again, and invaded the area from the northwest border of Daxing to the Changbai Mountain of the Northern County Mansion, and the news reached Shengjing, and Emperor Jingyuan convened several important ministers to discuss countermeasures, and the imperial study was tense for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The Turks are a barbarian people in the north, who have lived nomadic for generations, and for more than 100 years, most of the troubles in the south are withered and the four barbaric winters are barbaric. Doing the math, from the 11th year of Jingyuan Dynasty when Daxing and Western Qin jointly fought against the Turks, to the 13th year of Jingyuan Dynasty, after the great victory of Helan Mountain to drive the Turks north of the Helan Mountains, only a few Turkic alien races occasionally made trouble on the border in the past four or five years, and never launched such a large-scale war. Listening to the battle reports from the front, in just a few days, the Turks broke through the border city of Yingcang, and had the potential to cross the Changbai Mountain and capture Jizhou and Beijunfu. ”

As soon as Xie Yan, the secretary of the military department, finished speaking, he was picked up by Yang Hong, the secretary of the ministry: "In the past few days, there have been several bloody cases in Shengjing City, specifically picking on the princes and nobles, and the methods are extremely cruel, which makes people panic, and the ministers dare to think that this is a means for the barbarians to attack the east and the west to confuse the hearts of the people of my great rejuvenation of the army, please make a decision as soon as possible!" ”

Uncle Li Guo has always been at odds with Yang Hong, so after hearing this, he snorted and said, "How can the affairs of the border city and the affairs of the capital be confused?" How could the barbarians have such the courage to make waves in my Shengjing City? The old minister thinks that someone is confusing the holy hearing! ”

"Uncle Li!" Yang Hong glared angrily.

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There was chaos in the imperial study, Emperor Jing Yuan listened silently, and at this time he was so noisy that he threw the fold in his hand on the table, and everyone immediately quieted down. Emperor Jingyuan frowned, and did not look at the few people who were arguing, but looked at Situ Zhengye, who had not said a word: "I want to hear what Marshal Situ has to say." ”

Situ Zhengye worships the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, and is in charge of most of the military power in the south of the Yangtze River, his brother Situ Junyan has been stationed in northern Xinjiang, and Situ Zhengye himself has been on the border for many years. As for the Turks, the Situ family paid a heavy price - Situ Zhengye's son Situ Rui was ambushed and killed in the war with the Turks five years ago, and his body was hung on the city tower for three days and three nights.

Therefore, as soon as Emperor Jing Yuan said this, the imperial study immediately fell silent, and indeed no one was more qualified to talk about the Turks than Situ Zhengye.

Situ Zhengye adhered to his usual calmness and the tenacity of a general, and calmly said: "The Turks are accustomed to living in groups, the tribes are chaotic, and the northern and southern Turks are incompatible. However, it is clear that the Turks are very different from the past, and they chose to attack us in the season of lush vegetation, not to support their families, but to show that they are well prepared. At present, Wechen does not dare to make judgments about the war lightly, but it is certain that Situ Junyan and others on the northwest border will be ready to face the battle and do their best to protect the people of our city. As for the area of Jizhou in Changbai Mountain, it belongs to the fief of the king of Jinyang of the foreign domain, and if it becomes the first gateway of the Turkic southern attack, His Majesty should tell the king of Jinyang not to slack off, which is also within the division of the king of Jinyang. ”

After finishing speaking, Situ Zhengye was silent.

Referring to the king of Jinyang in the outer domain, Emperor Jing Yuan's eyes didn't know where to look, as if he had nothing to say, he closed his eyes for a long time and leaned on the dragon chair, and waved his sleeves outward: "I'm tired, you should retreat first." ”

Everyone retired in unison, most of them were worried, Uncle Duli didn't feel half uncomfortable, after stepping out of the threshold, he still mocked Yang Hong, the secretary of the ministry, so angry that Yang Hong was so angry that he even stepped forward to make a move, but was pulled by everyone one by one, and left in two separate ways before he stopped.

Xie Yan, the secretary of the military department, dragged Yang Hong to the same road, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, Lord Yang did not have a family with Li Deyong as his children, otherwise wouldn't he have quarreled from the court to the family?" ”

Yang Hong said angrily: "Phew, even if the old man's daughter never marries, she will never commit to Li Deyong's old husband's crooked and cracked son!" The drama misleads the country, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, but their Li family regards ugliness as beauty, and they are completely shameless! If this continues, the country will not be a country! ”

Seeing that he was emotional, Xie Yan hurriedly looked back, fortunately, there was no one around, if these words were heard, I am afraid that he would cause trouble again. While descending the long stone steps, Xie Yan lowered his voice and said tentatively: "Lord Yang, although we are not angry, we are helpless. Today, the queen has no heirs, and Concubine Li is favored again, everyone knows that His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince will be the crown prince in the future, but now there is no proper crown prince. The qualifications of the third prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince are not at all as good as Your Majesty, and they have been suppressed by the Li family for many years, and they only concentrate on having fun and no longer study hard, I am afraid that they will not be able to support Adou...... What should I do with the old minister? ”

Yang Hong was asked about the knot in his heart, was silent for a while, sighed and said: "What Lord Xie said is very true, I and other old ministers only hope to solve the worries of His Majesty, but the king is not a king, and the country is in danger, which really makes the old man feel sad!" I only hope that a Ming Jun can protect me for a long time......"

Xie Yan smiled meaningfully, but didn't answer again.

Zuo Xiang Mosong's illness has not yet recovered, and he came out of the Zichen Palace to discuss politics, and he was still groggy when he got into the sedan chair, and he couldn't protect himself, what else did he want to pass the border? He was weighing the letter that Mo asked him about Duanyang Tian.

He knew that retribution would come, and sooner or later, but he did not want to be brought by his sick eldest son. The dumb man was silent for ten years, ignored by him for ten years, and even threatened him silently after ten years? He lifted his old bottom from head to toe, not to mention the black gauze hat on his head, I am afraid that even the head on the neck may not be protected!

He thought that all the people in the clan were dead, and where did he know that there was such a haunting debt collector left, and what did he say he wanted?

He wants the birthright.

In other words, he wants to inherit the Mo family's family business and inherit the official title of Zuo Xiang after a hundred years.

Mo Wen is the eldest son born to his wife, originally he was a concubine, his request sounds understandable, but Zuo Xiang is unwilling in the end, how can he climb to his head from a sick and half-dead mute? He can give the title of the eldest to whomever he wants, the family has a big business, and he can squander his family business as much as he wants, what does it have to do with the dumb man who has never had any credit?

Find someone to kill the mute, but there is one less son, and the secret will go with the wind. Zuo Xiang thought about it a long time ago, but Mo asked the guy but he had expected him to have murderous intent, and gave him a thin piece of paper, which said that if he died, Princess Jing would be widowed, how did His Majesty think of Zuo Xiang's house, Princess Jing and his husband and wife were harmonious, if he was unfortunately killed, Princess Jing happened to have his heir, do you want to make this emperor's grandson nameless and shareless, even if His Majesty is willing, the queen mother will definitely not be willing. In the end, this emperor's grandson still wants to become the grandson of the Mo family, isn't it the same as his identity as the eldest son?

Suppose in the second case, he died, Princess Jing was widowed, and they had no heirs, could he be so stupid as to dare to provoke his high-ranking father with no certainty? He said that as soon as he died, his father's secret was immediately revealed to the world, and the entire Mo family had to be buried for him.

The waste-mute was so thoughtful that he thought of all the ways out so clearly that he had no choice but to follow the path he had set.

is obviously a wolf, but he looks weak and can't help it, and after pretending to be sick for ten years, he quietly bit his seven inches, good guy...... Zuo Xiang sighed heavily in the sedan chair, these days the dignity has offered a lot of courtesy to the mute, but I don't know if the dumb person appreciates it.

"Someone—"

The sedan chair stopped in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the left prime minister shouted against the scorching sun on his head.

The housekeeper immediately stepped forward and obeyed: "What do you command?" ”

"It's hot, ask people to boil three meals a day to relieve the heat and send it to the eldest son." Left Xiangdao.

"Big ...... The eldest son? The housekeeper slipped very much, and immediately figured it out after being puzzled, and said with a smile: "Oh, Xiangye means to send it to Her Royal Highness Princess Jing?" Do you want to send some to your wife, the second son, and the third son? ”

Zuo Xiangzheng was very irritable, and when he heard the housekeeper being so verbose, he kicked over without restraint: "So much nonsense! The eldest son of the side courtyard! Are you deaf? ”

"Yes, yes...... The minion is going, this is going......" The butler crawled to the ground.

Although the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion is big, it is only so many people, as soon as there is news, it will soon disperse, such as Princess Jing was given a "grounding order", and for example, Zuo Xiang ordered to only send the soup to the eldest prince in the courtyard to relieve the heat, but the people in the courtyard of the second son and the third prince are greedy, and all kinds of rumors are spreading, because even since Princess Jing married into the Prime Minister's Mansion for two months, Zuo Xiang has never been so concerned about the eldest prince Mowen.

The eldest lady Liu Guixiang had to cry, and Mo Jue and Mo Xun's daughters-in-law also had to complain about the curse.

The girl with a broken mouth said this, but Mu Lian didn't mean to be jealous, just thinking about whether the sick colt had used some tricks? Except for her, the entire Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion probably doesn't know about the deep hiding of the sick horse, and he suddenly attracted so much attention from the Zuo Prime Minister in this eventful autumn, is there no hidden secret? However, since it was a hidden secret, he couldn't find it easily, so he could only wait for himself to slowly reveal the corners and corners, and he was very passive.

At that time, Mo Yu had just come back from giving a lecture to the Seventh Prince in the palace, and he picked some fresh grass to feed the fat rabbit Xiao Hei, and Mu Lian was sitting on the side facing him, so he could see Mo Yu's expression clearly. Hearing this news, the gentle and introverted young man's eyebrows suddenly added a little sadness, obviously wearing a six-grade official uniform, and his position was beyond the reach of many people, but he was still depressed.

Before and after Jing Xiaobai married the sick horse, Mulian had witnessed it with her own eyes, and now this young man who was her husband was quite active at the wedding two months ago, and he was his sick eldest brother Zhang Luo back and forth, responding to the provocation of the second brother and the third brother, blocking wine, supporting, and asking for guilt, all of which seemed to be upright and knew how to advance and retreat.

However, after getting along for a long time, Mu Lian found that Mo Yu also had many disadvantages, obviously he had ideas in his heart but didn't dare to do it, he pretended to be obedient in front of his father's left minister, and rarely clashed head-on with his brother Mo Jue and Mo Xun. Just like now, after listening to what Fang Cai said, he was obviously angry and unwilling in his heart, but he refused to say a word.

He didn't say it, and Mulian didn't ask, was it because the sick horse was unwilling to be treated by the left, or because the sick horse was Jing Xiaobai's husband and uncomfortable?

The room was quiet for a while, and Mo Yu suddenly asked, "Shui Sheng, is Xiangye in the mansion at this time?" ”

Shui Sheng was stupid, and when he heard the question, he nodded with an "ah" and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes!" It's almost time for dinner! ”

Mo Yu fed the last grass in his hand to Xiao Hei, washed his hands in the basin, wiped it with a silk towel before he commanded: "Bring the ginseng soup stewed in the small kitchen." ”

"Yes!" The girl was busy.

Before Mo Yu went out, he turned back to Mu Lian and said, "You can eat dinner yourself, I will probably accompany my father in the front yard to use it, you don't have to wait for me." ”

Gently and without any fireworks, he didn't wait for Mulian to answer, and raised his feet and stepped out of the threshold.

Mu Lian's gaze was withdrawn from Mo Yu's blue brocade robe, and fell on Xiao Hei in the iron cage, Xiao Hei was full and began to hit the cage wall again, the beast really forgot its roots, whoever gave it food, it only remembered who, and after being fed by Mo Yu for two months, he never took Mu Lian seriously again.

Mo Xiaohei, Mo Xiaohei, the entire Xiangguo Mansion, except for the sick horse, the second smartest person may be you, right? On the surface, he is indisputable, but he is better than anyone else.

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The second day of the lockdown.

Mo asked his wife, who was with him, never left.

He was worried that she would go crazy, in fact, it was no different from crazy, she practiced the sword for a day in the peach forest in the side courtyard, the green leaves of the peach tree fell to the ground, no one dared to approach her, the little guy sent out to inquire about the news and came back, she pointed her sword at him and asked, "Has the murderer been found?" Has the case been solved?! ”

was so frightened that the little guy stammered and couldn't say a word.

If the case is so easy to solve, Zhantang will not be Zhantang, but Han Ye is also assisting in the investigation of this case, and Mo Wen is a little curious about the outcome of this case.

The sun was about to set, Mo Wen approached Bailijing's side, gently pulled her arm to persuade her to go back, she leaned against the trunk of the tree, the sword was thrown aside, panting and silent. It happened that Zuo Xiang sent someone to send a tonic soup to relieve the heat, and the housekeeper said flatteringly that the Xiangye ordered that only the eldest prince should be given to one person, and no one else had it.

Mo Wen was not surprised, took the soup as a matter of course, and brought it to Bailijing with his own hands. Baili Jing didn't answer, he held it up persistently, with a dazzling white silk scarf wrapped in one hand, standing beside her without saying a word, the whole person was like a cousin who had been snubbed, disgusted by his wife and begging to die, refusing to leave, really without even any dignity.