"Empty salary," Zhao Shiheng replied very plainly, "The death of a soldier is not sold in the army, and the escape is not made up, so as to eat empty salary, the hundred soldiers we sent in can directly report the names of the fleeing soldiers, as for the hundred soldiers who were borrowed, they were naturally killed in battle." ”

"The commander in the army, the governor in the city, ......" Wu Jin was suddenly dumbfounded.

Yes, when the soldiers are inspected after this war, the strangeness will naturally make people find out, report it layer by layer, and report it to Wang Zhizhou.

But who dares to report it again?

On closer inspection, everyone is guilty, and everyone is an accomplice.

So the situation became that everyone in Kuanzhou knew it, but the Son of Heaven didn't know anything about it in Kyoto.

This long plan was not only ruthless, but also involved all the large and small officials in Kuanzhou.

Even the Kwai Grenade painting fan given to Wang Zhizhou was to let Wang Zhizhou take precautions in advance for this matter, so as not to be demoted and transferred by His Majesty afterwards.

Wu Jin was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally let out a "ha", as if he was sneering, and seemed to be sneering, laughing at himself to the point of being ridiculous.

Zhao Shiheng said: "You want to denounce? ”

Wu Jin sneered: "Jiedu makes it so leaky, how can the students report it?" To whom do you denounce it? ”

"Kyoto," Zhao Shiheng said, "but you won't denounce, you will remain silent, in fact, you can still be silent as before, as before, when nothing happened, this will be of endless benefit to you." ”

Wu Jin knew what the benefits were for him.

Staying in Mofu, he will continue to be taught by Zhao Shiheng, Zhao Shiheng has amazing talents, and he can be dialed back from the maze with just a little allocation.

He can accompany Mo Lingfeng, and his life will get better day by day.

His family is poor, he needs the guidance of a famous teacher, and he has countless reasons to get involved in blood with Mo Fu.

Zhao Shiheng stretched out his hand and clicked on the table, and his voice was soft: "This is the chessboard, now I am the Son of Heaven, and you are Mo Qianlan." ”

He stretched out his hand a little more, and pointed straight into Wu Jin's heart: "I want to seek your family business and kill your people, but if I can't do it once, do it again, will you let others slaughter you?" Do you want to be raw? Do you want to fight back? ”

"I won't be tied up, I will be able to find other ways, and I won't use other people's lives as pawns and mustards."

Zhao Shiheng stretched out his hand and swept his fingers over the flames, smiling: "This is the best way, it can keep your life for a long time." ”

Wu Jin stood up abruptly and roared angrily: "What is the use of leather bags? Rather abandon it! ”

He trembled all over, there was a resolute light and sad tears in his eyes, and his voice was full of tears: "Miss Mo's life is life, isn't other people's life life?" Under the sky, only Mo Jiedu has a sister? ”

He tried his best not to lose his temper excessively: "The provocation is open, the three armies are violent, the corpses are piled up in the wilderness, and the blood is flowing like a river!" They also have siblings, parents and loved ones! ”

Patience to the extreme, his forehead and neck burst out of twists and turns, tears gushed out, teeth clenched, the spine that had been straight bent down, his left hand slapped his chest, and let out a hoarse roar: "Sir, have you ever thought that these people are also people!" ”

Cheng Ting, who took out Mo Lingfeng from the center of Chang Sui, happened to arrive at the door at this time and heard Wu Jin's heart-rending words.

He was fixed at the door, full of surprise and confusion, seeing the big yellow dog's anxious tail wagging, he turned his head to look at Mo Lingfeng who was hanging his head, and saw that Mo Lingfeng did not move, so he hurriedly crossed the threshold and walked in front of Wu Jin.

He dragged Wu Jin away, and then bowed to Zhao Shiheng: "Sir, Wu Jin may have frightened the cannon last night, don't be like him." ”

Wu Jin didn't appreciate his affection, he pushed Cheng Ting away with his left hand, stared at Zhao Shiheng, his eyes were full of resentment, and his huge tears fell to the ground and shattered into eight petals: "You are not worthy of teaching and educating people!" ”

Cheng Ting listened to his rebellious words, his breathing stopped for a moment, and he hurriedly stretched out two hands, one hand pushed Wu Jin back, and the other hand kept swinging at Zhao Shiheng: "Sir!" He's crazy! He must be crazy! He has that. Yes, that epilepsy is right, it fell out when I went to catch the exam! ”

"Leaf, two dogs!" He was sweating in a hurry, squeezing his eyebrows at Mo Lingfeng, and motioning for her to persuade him, but Mo Lingfeng stood at the door, not moving.

And Wu Jin followed Cheng Ting and saw Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng is a northerner and a southerner, slender and small, the red rash on her face has faded a lot, and she is also coated with a layer of oily ointment, Danfeng's eyes are too bright, there is a kind of brightness that sees everything, and it connects her heart.

He closed his eyes suddenly, hugged the small porcelain jar on the table, and walked up to Mo Lingfeng: "You know? ”

Mo Lingfeng nodded.

"When did you find out?"

"After being robbed."

Hearing the answer at this moment, Wu Jin was really heartbroken - she had the opportunity to prevent more misery, but she chose to be indifferent.

His chest was so tight that he couldn't help scratching his heart hard, wanting to take out this heart and throw it into the wind, the fire, and the conspiracy.

Cheng Ting stood in place, looking at Zhao Shiheng, Mo Lingfeng, and Wu Jin, feeling a sense of loss that he had missed some secret.

He arched his hand again at Zhao Shiheng, and ran to Wu Jin's side with an anxious face, grabbing his sleeve and trying to bring him back to his senses.

Wu Jin really regained his senses, straightened his back, and stuffed the porcelain jar in his hand into Mo Lingfeng's arms: "Rock sugar walnuts, take water and drink it." ”

Then he flattened his shirt and turned to Cheng Ting: "Thank you, I can't be a classmate with you in the future, I'm sorry." ”

Cheng Ting opened his mouth, unable to speak, so he simply raised his foot and followed him.

The two walked through the garden one after the other, and when they went out of the corner gate, Cheng Ting took two steps forward, side by side with Wu Jin, and said in a low voice: "Wu Jin, did Mr. Zhao do something bad?" ”

Wu Jin can only be silent - Mo Qianlan's crimes are monstrous, and it is difficult to write about them, and his silence knowing the truth is tantamount to a conspiracy.

Cheng Ting hesitated and said, "If you don't go to fasting and study, what should you do with your studies?" Mr. Zhao is a rare good gentleman. ”

Wu Jin walked in the crowd, his face was frozen snow-white, his temples jumped and jumped, and there seemed to be a smell of blood between his lips and teeth: "I'll go back to the state to study." ”

It turned out that he had reached this point of grief and indignation, and just crying without concealment was not enough to pour out the anger in his heart, and he had to bite out a mouthful of blood to continue to be calm.

There are indeed many bad guys in the world, but Mo Qianlan is unique and particularly gnashing of teeth.

"You must not mess around for the sake of a momentary anger," Cheng Ting said hurriedly, "You can't even teach a dog in the state school, wait for you to lose your anger, and then go to Mr. Zhao to make a compensation, and when your arm is good, let's go to study." ”

Wu Jin swallowed the blood in his mouth, the pain in his heart had flowed out, and he was able to speak to Cheng Ting clearly: "I originally studied in the state. ”

He pulled Cheng Ting to the side and watched the Taiping carts loaded with winter clothes go out of the city and be sent to the fortress.