With the order of the scar guards, the Jin king's guards immediately killed the Yaowu army's gate, and then chased after the Yaowu army behind them without any scruples.

After running a distance, Li Yi turned around and saw that the guards of the King of Jin were chasing him viciously and running wildly.

And behind these Jin king's guards, there was still a large group of Yaowu troops, shouting and waving weapons in pursuit.

"Childe, you are shouting so hard."

The ghost doctor also saw the situation behind him, and he couldn't help but grin.

"I didn't expect them to be so cooperative!"

Li Yi also laughed.

So they quickened their pace.

All of a sudden, such a seemingly funny scene was staged in the Xicheng District of Jinling City.

Under the silver moonlight, two people ran in front, and more than thirty people were in hot pursuit.

And behind these more than 30 people, there are hundreds of people brandishing swords and shouting while chasing wildly.

Fortunately, this is the western area of Jinling City, and there are no people, if this is Jinling City, there will be a large number of people watching in other areas.

But it's a pity that no one appreciates such a peculiar scene.

Just when Li Yi and the ghost doctor were running wildly under the moonlight with the thirty or forty Jin kings, personal guards, and hundreds of Yaowu troops, Mu Junhe was sitting opposite an old man in a mansion in the east of Jinling City.

"Uncle Xia Yan, now that the grassland army is about to attack the city, I advise you to hurry up and leave with me! If you don't leave, it's really too late. ”

Although it is very quiet in this mansion at this time.

A breeze blew through Mu Junhe, and he could even hear the rustle of fallen leaves on the ground as they swept across the ground.

But he knew very well that this tranquility would soon be shattered.

Because the street, which is only separated by a wall, is already a mess at this time.

"JunHe is actually aware of this matter, and we have already dealt with it."

At this time, he was very relieved that he had listened to Mu Chunsheng's words and did not hesitate to offend the royal family to keep Mu Junhe.

The fact that Mu Junhe is now able to come to his rescue in danger makes him feel that the investment was worth it.

"Uncle Xia Yan, I know that you are from Zongzheng Temple, but this time the grassland army attacked Jinling City, it was Emperor Shengheng's intention, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the three county cities of Biansai, and he also used the strength of the grassland tribe to deal with you, which shows his determination."

Mu Junhe reminded a little anxiously at this time.

"I know!"

Mu Xiayan said lightly.

"Moreover, Emperor Shengheng has transferred a large number of troops from various vassal states to the vicinity of the imperial capital, and it is impossible for the surrounding vassal states to come to support them now."

Mu Junhe continued to remind.

"I know it too!"

Mu Xiayan continued to say indifferently.

"In addition, there is also the internal response of Emperor Shengheng in Zongzheng Temple!"

"I also know that it's not that old boy of Mudhua!"

Mu Xiayan poured Mu Junhe a glass of water and gently pushed it in front of him.

Mu Junhe was stunned when he heard this.

He didn't expect that this Uncle Xia Yan of his would know so many things.

"In this way, Uncle Xia Yan is not just an ordinary elder of Zongzheng Temple as you said, right?"

At this time, Mu Junhe had already understood, and Mu Xiayan in front of him was definitely not a simple person.

"That's right, although I have been hiding from you for so long, in fact, all this is for your good."

Mu Xiayan picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then said slowly.

"You saved my life in the first place, and even if you hid your identity from me, I didn't have any idea."

Mu Junhe also picked up the teacup and drank the warm tea in the cup.

"Now that I've said this, I'll tell you my identity and some secrets of our Zongzheng Temple!"

Mu Xiayan then spoke.

Seeing that there was a slight trace of sadness in Musha's tone, he had a feeling of being orphaned by Musha's words.

"Actually, I'm the head of Soshoji Temple."

"You are the temple master of Soshoji Temple?"

Mu Junhe, who was originally sitting upright, couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, and almost fell.

Although when he was chased and killed by Nansi before, Mu Xiayan saved him, and even fought with Emperor Shengheng for him.

But at that time, Mu Junhe just thought that Mu Xiayan was an elder of Zongzheng Temple.

The reason why he dared to be tough with Emperor Shengheng was also because his seniority was high enough.

But now he understood that the majestic old man in front of him turned out to be the temple head of Zongzheng Temple.

No wonder he wanted to take him away, but he refused.

Come to think of it, if the temples of Zongzheng Temple have escaped in advance, then whether it is Zongzheng Temple or Jinling City, it will inevitably be completely chaotic at that time.

"But Uncle Xia Yan, this time the grassland army is menacing, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hold it by relying on the Yaowu army and the city guard camp alone!"

Mu Junhe knew very well that although the grassland army only had more than 20,000 people, no one could say clearly how many dark lines Emperor Shengheng had arranged in Jinling City.

This is also the reason why Li Yi and he feel that Jinling City will definitely not be able to hold it this time.

Even Li Yi and he regretted bringing the people from Sizhou County to Jinling City.

If they had seen through the essence of Jinling City's crisis earlier, they would definitely have taken Sizhou County elsewhere.

However, now, after the pursuit and killing of the Qin family and the old Jin king, they finally saw the essence of the crisis clearly.

I also understood that their real enemies were not only the grassland army, but also the Dayu Imperial Court and Emperor Shengheng.

That's why they chose to escape from Jinling City with important people after seeing through the essence of the matter.

This war is simply not affordable for them now.

"Actually, we also know about this, but you don't have to worry too much about the saying that the Dao Demon is one foot high, the Dao is one foot high, and he Shengheng has a back hand, can our Zongzheng Temple have no back hand?"

Although Mu Xia's tone was very flat, Mu Junhe still heard a strong confidence in it.

"Have you thoroughly investigated all the court secrets in the city?"

Considering that Mu Xiayan already knew that Mu Dehua, the king of the old Jin Dynasty, was the secret son of Emperor Shengheng, Mu Junhe began to suspect that Zongzheng Temple was the secret son of the other imperial courts who already knew about Jinling City.

"That person Shengheng's mind is extremely gloomy and meticulous, how can the shadows he planted be so easy to discover!"

Mu Xiayan shook his head and denied it.

"In that case, where do you have the confidence to defend Jinling City?"

Mu Junhe was puzzled.

"That's all I have to tell you about the secrets!"

Mu Xiayan suddenly looked at Mu Junhe with burning eyes.

"Secret?"

Mu Junhe was attracted by these two words.

"Do you know the origin of our Mu Clan's Zongzheng Temple?"

"The origin of Muhammad's Zongzheng Temple?"

Mu Junhe didn't understand why Mu Xiayan asked himself such a simple question.

"Uncle Xia Yan, I am also surnamed Mu, as long as I am a descendant of the Mu family, how can I not know the truth?"

Mu Junhe felt that he was despised by Mu Xiayan, so he spoke.

"Since you are like this, then do you know why the successive temples of Zongzheng Temple are not the vassal kings of the various countries?"

Immediately, Mu Xiayan raised another question.

"This is when Zongzheng Temple was established, the royal family was worried that if the vassal king sat on the throne of Sizheng, he would rely on Zongzheng Temple to expand the power of his own country, resulting in an unstable situation in Dayu."

Mu Junhe replied without thinking about it.

This question was analyzed by his master Tai Jizi when he was very young.

"You're only half right!"

Mu Xiayan once again added a cup of tea to Mu Junhe's teacup.

"Is there something else hidden in this?"

"That's right, in fact, there is another more important reason why the temple of Zongzheng Temple does not choose the vassal king, that is, the temple of Zongzheng Temple is the same as the throne, and it is a blood lineage."

"Bloodline?"

It was the first time Mu Junhe had heard that the temple of Zongzheng Temple was passed down by blood.

"Pretty strange, isn't it? Actually, the temple of Soshoji Temple, including me, is not a feudal lord of the feudal kingdom, but we belong to the same family. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Mu Xiayan's mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Aren't you a member of the Muhammad line?"

Mu Junhe looked at Mu Xiayan and asked with some suspicion.

"How is that possible, we are indeed in the Mu lineage, but we are different from you, our Mu clan's Yin clan, and you are the Mu clan's Yang clan."

Mu Xiayan said after drinking another cup of tea.

"Underworld? Yang Clan? ”

Mu Junhe couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this.

He had also heard of some families before, in order to ensure that their families would not be wiped out all at once due to various disasters, they would divide the family into yin and yang clans.

The Yang Clan is a clan on the bright side, while the Yin Clan is hidden behind the Yang Clan, giving support and help to the Yang Clan at critical times, especially when they will undertake some things that the Yang Clan is inconvenient to do or cannot do.

And the Yang will also provide wealth to the Yin in private.

And the identity of the Yin clan is generally very secret, and not too many people in the Yang clan will know about it.

"My surname Mu even has a Yin clan?"

Mu Junhe really didn't expect that their Mu clan also had a Yin clan.

According to his thoughts, their Mu clan was already the royal family of the Dayu Dynasty, and theoretically no one could wipe out their Mu clan at all.

Even if the Dayu Dynasty was completely destroyed, their Mu descendants were all over the world, and it would be more difficult to completely eliminate them than to ascend to the sky.

What's more important is that the Yin clan, as a group that cannot see the light, does some unseemly deeds on weekdays, and lives a life of hiding their heads and showing their tails.

But after the establishment of the Dayu Dynasty, it should be unlikely that the Mu clan will continue to live this unseemly life willingly.

Maybe Mu Xiayan saw Mu Junhe's thoughts, so he continued to speak.

"Don't think that our Yin clan is still living a life of hiding in Tibet, the rights enjoyed by our Yin clan are actually no worse than yours, and most of us, as the children of the Sizheng Yin clan of Zongzheng Temple, have now been returned to the Yang clan, and now only one line is left as the Yin inheritance."

Mu Xiayan continued to explain to him.

"I see, otherwise, according to the current rate of population growth, the population of the Yin Clan will also be very large."

Mu Junhe then nodded thoughtfully.

"In fact, our Yin Clan will not only return the other branches of the Yin Clan to the Yang Clan, but we will also select some outstanding children of the Yang Clan to join the Yin Clan."

Mu Xiayan then spoke again.

"So, you didn't hesitate to offend Emperor Shengheng to protect me, just so that I could join the Yin Clan?"

At this time, Mu Junhe finally understood why the Uncle Xia Yan in front of him would do whatever it took to protect himself.

"You're right, but it's not entirely accurate."

Mu Xiayan saw the disappointment in Mu Junhe's eyes, and he said slowly.

"What other reasons?"

Mu Junhe's eyes once again flashed with hope.

"Yes, in fact, in addition to wanting you to join our Yin Clan, we want you to lead the real power of our Zongzheng Temple more importantly!"

Mucha said in a firm tone.

Mu Junhe looked at Mu Xiayan in surprise.

"Uncle Xia Yan, the real strength you are talking about is the real reliance you used to deal with the grassland army this time, right?"

Mu Junhe understood that Mu Xiayan was going to have a showdown with himself.

"That's right, you wouldn't really be naïve to think that our Yin Clan can guarantee that we will always control the position of Zongzheng Temple just by relying on this lineage, right?"

Mu Junhe's eyes immediately lit up.

He immediately remembered what his master Tai Jizi said: "Power comes out under the sword."

There is not enough strength, presumably the previous emperors of Dayu have already completely abolished Zongzheng Temple.

Even if the previous emperors did not have this idea, those ambitious vassal kings would not have given up the opportunity to seize the rights of Zongzheng Temple.

If the royal family and the imperial court are tigers eyeing each other, then these vassal kings are hungry wolves with great ambitions.

But the Yin clan was able to control the Zongzheng Temple for nearly four hundred years in the Dayu Dynasty, and it was actually easy for the people!

"And what exactly is the power in your hands?"

Mu Junhe couldn't help but be even more curious when he thought of this.

"I don't know if you've heard of the Qingxuan Army?"

As soon as this name came out, Mu Junhe's brows immediately furrowed.

Perhaps outsiders don't remember that there was such an army in the Dayu Dynasty.

But as a member of the royal family, his father once told him about such an army.

"Of course I've heard that this Qingxuan army is said to be the greatest hero in the Battle of Bailu presided over by Emperor Shengzhao, and they were the army that killed the most vassal kings with different surnames at that time."

Mu Junhe told everything he knew about Qingxuanjun.

"Could it be that the power you are talking about is the Qingxuan Army?"

"That's right, the power we have is the Qingxuan Army."

Mu Xiayan nodded and said.

"But it is said that because the battle of Bailu was too tragic, although the Qingxuan Army was strong, after rounds of bloody battles, they were completely dispersed, and finally the establishment was revoked."

Mu Junhe couldn't believe it was true.

"Hmph, if the Qingxuan Military Department at that time had a large number of attrition, what would Emperor Shengzhao do to us?"

Mu Xiayan asked with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That must be the bird hiding the good bow, the cunning rabbit dead lackey cooking!"

Mu Junhe gave the answer in his heart.

"What you said is right, so at that time, our Yin Clan intended to use the Battle of Bailu to completely disperse the Qingxuan Army on the bright side, and then hide it and become the current Qingjia Army."

"I see, the current Qingjia Army is also in Jinling City?"

When Mu Junhe heard Mu Xiayan say that the Qingxuan Army had now been changed to the Qingjia Army, he guessed that this army must be in Jinling City now.

"That's right, the current Qingjia Army has been completely integrated into Jinling City."

"Soldiers are for the people, the people are soldiers, and hiding soldiers for the people is really a good means."

Mu Junhe also had to sigh at the Yin clan's method of hiding soldiers.