Yan Moli pursed his lips: "I'll just say it, you marchers and wars still know the way of merchants." ”

There is nothing to do for the time being, just wait for the news of Zheng Bingzhou's investigation. Yu Yi also chatted with Yan Moli: "If things are really as we guessed, what are you going to do?" ”

Yan Moli was like a child who had made a mistake and didn't know what to do, lowering his head and clutching the corners of his clothes. His father acquiesced in his brother's killing of him with such fanfare, and to be honest, who would not know what to do. Although Yan Moli is also decisive in killing, in his memory, his father Yan Tianzong has nothing bad about being strict with him, not to mention that he is a prince, so it is natural to be strict with him.

He also tried to think about it from Yan Tianzong's side, as the king of a country, he also wanted the future lord of the country to have this stronger strength.

Yan Moli was silent for a long time before he raised his eyes to look at Yu Yi and said, "Do you know the Tibetan mastiff?" ”

Yu Yiyan nodded when he heard this.

Yan Moli's expression became ugly, and he continued: "There is a clan in the Northern Khan who lives by breeding cattle and sheep, but there are many wolves in the Northern Khan, and the wolves will take the cattle and sheep as a hunting target, and the people of the Northern Khan have cultivated Tibetan mastiffs in order to prevent the cattle and sheep from being mutilated by the wolves. But the Tibetan mastiff is a dog after all, how can it resist those wild wolves. So the herders came up with a solution. They first found a litter of freshly weaned Tibetan mastiffs, and then dug a large pit in the ground and threw the young Tibetan mastiffs into it. The little Tibetan mastiffs have no food or water in the pit, and they can only kill each other if they want to live. By the time the last of the strongest Tibetan mastiffs arrived, it was already capable of climbing on its own. At that time, the herdsman only needs to take care of him when he is at his weakest, give him food and shelter, and the Tibetan mastiff will be willing to give his life for the herdsman, and he will be able to help him collect the sheep. Speaking of this, Yan Moli smiled self-deprecatingly, laughing a little bitterly and a little unintentionally, "Isn't my brother and I like this now?" My father is a herdsman, and my brother and I are the Tibetan mastiffs in the pit, and whoever survives will become the king of the Northern Khan. ”

Yu Yi was also a little distressed about Yan Moli at this time, he knew that Yan Moli was still deceiving himself until now.

Within half a year of Yu Yi's arrival in Guanbei, the prince of the Northern Khan drove to the battlefield in person. According to the national strength of the Northern Khan, what troops will the king go to the battlefield in the future? Will there be only 30,000 troops by the time of the final battle?

I'm afraid that Yan Tianzong would have let him die on the battlefield in Guanbei at that time.

From this point of view, I am afraid that Yan Tianzong's heart has been on Yan Moge from the beginning.

Yu Yi couldn't bear to debunk it, he believed that Yan Moli would have his own judgment and practice, so he didn't speak.

Yan Moli continued at this time: "If it is really what we guessed...... I will not let the Northern Khan fall into the hands of such a cold-blooded and ruthless person. ”

His eyes became firm, and he became even more unshakable than he had been on the walls of Guanbei that day. He didn't want to have another war, even if he had to be charged with killing his brother.

"There are some things that you don't need to do yourself."

Yan Moli stiffened when he heard this, and when he looked up, he saw Yu Yi who was extremely serious in his shocked eyes.

The hustle and bustle outside was still there, Xu Yangqiu leaned on the carriage pillar, he could hear the conversation inside just now, he looked at the road ahead, and smiled.

Neither of them spoke in the carriage again.

......

In the Nan'an Courtyard outside the city, there is still the pavilion surrounded by tulle, the boiling kettle, and Liu Wenzhong in gorgeous clothes.

The only difference is that Yan Jingshan did not stand outside the pavilion this time, but sat opposite Liu Wenzhong across the tea case.

At this time, a woman wearing a beaded curtain veil slowly walked into the pavilion barefoot, knelt beside the tea table, and began to make tea for the two.

The woman was very skillful, and not long after washing the tea, she presented two cups of golden tea soup in front of the two of them.

"This white silver needle is the bud head picked in the first spring every year. This water is the spring water of the Misty Mountains, and I specially ordered someone to take it. This tea girl is the leader of this year's tea making competition. Liu Wenzhong raised the tea bowl to his nose and sniffed it carefully, smiled, and said: "Good tea, good water with top tea brewers, you have to taste it." ”

The tea girl also knew the rules, and after making a pot of tea, she got up and saluted and left, during which she did not say a word.

Yan Jingshan also raised the tea bowl and sniffed it for a while, but frowned after taking a sip of tea: "Xiangye, tea is good tea, but this water ......" Yan Jingshan poured the tea soup into the bowl of waste tea leaves, "It's just ordinary well water." ”

Hearing this, Liu Wenzhong was not the slightest surprised, but put down the tea bowl with a light smile, he looked at the rich tea soup, and said meaningfully: "Lord Yan, this good tea must be accompanied by good water, but this good water, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

"Xiangye." Yan Jingshan took the lead and said: "This good mountain spring water has to be baptized by the mountains, but the spring is so big, whether it can gush out is the ability of water, and whether it will be beaten by Xiangye, but it depends on Xiangye." ”

Liu Wenzhong pointed out that tea is the position of Shangshu, and the water is Yan Jingshan. What he wants to say is that Yan Jingshan has already given him the position of the head of the household department, so does he have the ability to help Liu Wenzhong.

Yan Jingshan couldn't hear it, so the meaning he expressed was also very clear, that is, to see if Liu Wenzhong gave him this opportunity.

Both of them are smart people, and there are some things that don't need to be explained.

Liu Wenzhong also poured out the tea soup in the tea bowl, and said with a smile: "Today's water should be a mistake by the next person, so I won't keep Lord Yan, and I will have someone send some tea to your house as an atonement for the crime another day." ”

Yan Jingshan also stood up when he heard this, stretched his sleeves and saluted: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey your orders." ”

Liu Wenzhong raised his eyes to look at him and nodded with a smile, which was a farewell.

Yan Jingshan came out of the pavilion and Song Jin greeted him, and when he saw that the master didn't say a word, he thought something was wrong, so he asked, "Teacher, but what happened?" ”

Yan Jingshan didn't speak, just shook his head lightly and quickened the pace under his feet. It wasn't until I got out of the gate of Nan'an Villa and saw the carriage heading for the capital from a distance that I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Jin also saw the carriage with Yan Jingshan's eyes, and instantly understood what the teacher meant, so he stood quietly aside and didn't speak again.

The carriage did not stop the whole time, including the gate of the capital, and the token was simply lit up.

The carriage finally stopped at the Xuanwu Gate of the Imperial Palace, and before the carriage came, Bai Wu had already arrived and was waiting here. Seeing that someone was coming, Bai Wu still wanted to go over and help him, but Shen Jiayi jumped out of the carriage directly.

"Slow down."

Bai Wu hurriedly followed behind the Shen family, "It's not bad for a while, you haven't recovered yet, and you're tired of traveling, you have to rest first." ”