When Wu Jin heard his classmates talking about Mo Lingfeng, a drop of sweat was slipping down his sideburns, down his jaw, and all the way down his neck, and his heart jumped violently in his cavity, like something breaking out of his shell, which made him happy.

It has nothing to do with the power of the Mo family, nor does it have anything to do with Mo Lingfeng's smoothness in the army, just pure joy.

A heart beats quietly, like the autumn wind and the ever-changing Caixia, it is all naturally derived, without the need for half of the artificiality and deliberateness.

He gathered his heart and looked at Zhangjiabao, but he didn't move for a long time, until Cheng Ting pulled hard, and then came back to his senses: "What? ”

"Go back to dinner," Cheng Ting quietly withdrew his hand, lest Wu Jin find himself pinching out two black fingerprints on his sleeve, "You're not tired?" ”

"Tired." Wu Jin walked back with him.

The students of the two colleges formed a short-term love when digging insect eggs, got together to eat a simple dinner, and fell in love for less than half an hour, and because Wang Jinghua competed for hot water, the love of classmates who had just united immediately turned into a plate of loose sand.

The students are all young people, tired after a day's work, and have the energy to divide and combine, Wu Jin returned to the house, closed his eyes and rested for a while, spread out the pen and paper, and wrote a diary.

"On July 18, the twenty-fifth year of Yuanzhang, the autumn was high and cool, catching locusts and digging insect eggs, all day long.

The grass and trees in the mountains have been eaten up, and a clump of soybeans was accidentally found, which has been bulging and has not been eaten by locusts.

If this is the case, when the locust plague occurs, you can grow soybeans to avoid the disaster.

It may also be a coincidence, and it needs to be seen more. ”

After writing briefly, he put the diary aside, scattered his hair, and put the wooden hairpin on the table, he had finished carving the bamboo leaves on the hairpin, and the edges were polished and smooth.

Mo Lingfeng's heart seems to be hidden in these tiny things, touching and seeing, but it is difficult to understand.

He rubbed his hairpin, thinking to himself whether Mo Lingfeng's every move was intentionally planned, or was it sincere?

He is a mortal in the world, he is confused, he can't see through his scheming, and he is trapped here with such a little gift in his hand.

There was a "quack" sound outside the window, he pushed the window to look, and saw a group of gray geese in the sky, spreading their wings, he clenched the wooden hairpin in his hand, I don't know if he could see Mo Lingfeng on the day of the peace talks.

On 19 July, when the students were digging the gap between insect eggs and looking in the direction of Zhangjiabao, they saw that the guards were becoming more and more stringent, and the soldiers had been lining up for two miles, with flags all over the place, the spirit of slaughter drifting in the wind, and the long knives were unsheathed from time to time for drills.

Cheng Ting also touched his neck from time to time, feeling that the peace talks were not as sven as he thought, but were full of swords and swords, as if the two sides would start a fight if they didn't agree with each other.

And it's dangerous that they're so close.

Just when he felt the danger, two more groups of soldiers went up the mountain and made a great search for Yokoyama, and when they were having dinner in the small school field, these two groups of men and horses poured into the fort and made a thorough examination of them.

"Yin Nan," Cheng Ting stood at the door with his hands outstretched, "Are you the head now?" ”

He stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "Look at the way of this world, you women are fighting outside, but we men have dug up insect eggs in the mountains and turned upside down." ”

Yin Nan had a paralyzed face and no expression, only searched his house in detail, and bent down to search for the big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog didn't dare to move, and stiffened her four legs to let her grope me.

"Where's you girl?" Cheng Ting didn't need her to answer, and asked spontaneously, "If you don't follow her, who will protect her now?" ”

Wu Jin stood at the door of his room, and when he heard this, he also looked sideways.

"Someone," Yin Nan replied briefly, "shut up." ”

As soon as she told Cheng Ting to shut up, Xiao Dou shook his big man and came out of Wu Jin's room: "Anan, have you finished searching?" ”

Cheng Ting raised his eyebrows, his eyes turned back and forth between the two, and he had the intention to tease him, but in the face of Xiao Dou's tall stature and fierce face, he stopped laughing, and at the same time thought in his heart: "This person is on the battlefield, and he can pick out several with one arm." ”

And when Yin Nan saw Xiao Dou, he turned around and left-Xiao Dou was a stupid big man, seeing Yin Nan's unusual killing, he loved her in his heart, and he wanted to show her his heart every once in a while, and showed her the silver tickets he had saved in the bank, saying that it was a pity to put the silver in the bank, and asked Yin Nan to spend some.

Yin Nan annoyed him, it took a lot of effort to fight, and it was inconvenient to assassinate him, so he hid when he saw him, which simply made him restrained.

Cheng Ting was full of gossip to ask, Yin Nan walked fast, his words couldn't catch up with her footsteps, so he had to give up.

At the end of the day, the entire Zhangjiabao and the Hengshan area were already full of knives and guns, and the water on guard could not be splashed.

Early in the morning of 20 July, the students stood in the northwest with the teachings, watching intently the movements of Zhangjiabao.

At three o'clock, the first to arrive was the general of Gaopingzhai, they stood on the mountain, could not see the lower side clearly, could only see the black flag on the horse, a group of soldiers dismounted outside the stone steps, inserted a whip into the fort, and someone led the horse to the stable.

Wu Jin tried his best to see the faces of these people clearly, and when he was blurring, a red sun suddenly jumped out of the wilderness, and in an instant, the golden light shone brightly, and the morning breeze suddenly rose, passing through the sleeves, and the tight sleeves of the soldiers immediately turned into wings, raising high and backwards.

In this moment, he saw Mo Lingfeng.

I can't really see it, I can only see the gold collar around her neck, which is flashing a little golden light in the morning light, and under the light armor, there is a garnet-red wide-sleeved round-necked Luo shirt, the style of the clothes is ordinary, but there are fine dark red patterns on it, and when the sleeves are blown by the wind, the pattern is like stepping on waves, the velvet is dazzling, and the splendor.

Cheng Ting immediately patted Wu Jin: "Look, Leaf Wind, so majestic." ”

The priest standing on the side immediately "shhh

After Mo Lingfeng and his party entered, another quarter of an hour later, another team came, surrounded by three sedan chairs in the middle, and walked straight to the front of the fort, and the sedan chair man fell off the sedan chair and put down the sedan pole.

The people in the sedan chair opened the curtain and came out one after another, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, and they could only speculate on their identities according to what they knew, which should be Cao Zhibin, Mo Qianlan, and Zhang Yuanlin.

Wu Jin first watched the three people go up the stone steps, and then looked at the people who were following the three of them.

This person came on horseback, presumably because of the long distance, and when he walked, the lame of his left foot was very obvious - it was Zhao Shiheng.

Seeing Zhao Shiheng, Wu Jin felt uneasy in his heart.

Jeju Pavilion was frightened overnight, and the first thing he saw was Zhao Shiheng, and Zhao Shiheng's appearance was like an omen of conspiracy.

Could it be that the peace talks have changed?

After Mo Qianlan and the others entered Zhangjiabao, Zhangjiabao regained a short period of calm, and this time it took half an hour for another movement to happen.

A sentry galloped up, dismounted, and hurried into the fort, but in a few moments a man who looked like a commander came out of the fort, leading the soldiers, standing in the middle of the road, waiting for the golden captive to come.

Wu Jin and the others stood in the mountains, and they couldn't help but follow the calm and calm, their faces were solemn, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the southwest direction.