Mo Qianlan's heart was surging, and he almost lost his strength, let Yin Bei carry Zhao Shiheng on his back, go back with him, and let Mo Lingfeng return to the fortress - after this battle, the fortress was safer.

He hugged Mo Lingfeng hard, and the two snuggled together in blood: "Don't be afraid." ”

Mo Leaf had a pair of swollen walnut eyes, not afraid, just sad and uncomfortable.

However, one day, the battle of Zhangjiabao spread all over Kuanzhou, the peace talks failed, the envoy died, Zhang Fengfeng hurried back to Kyoto, to inform His Majesty of the details of the peace talks.

And Chong Jiaqing also made a thorough investigation of these crossbowmen, but found that it was the Qiang people who pretended to be crossbowmen and ambushed in Hengshan.

Jin Yu has coveted the bow and crossbow for a long time, and after stealing the wind knife last time, he stole the sword again, and the north and south workshops must be thoroughly investigated.

After Mo Qianlan buried Zhao Shiheng, he sat quietly in the study, and sneered after hearing the news that Yin Bei brought back.

The emperor's move was to treat others in his own way.

The Mo family stole the wind knife and planted people in the north and south workshops, and the emperor used the name of Jin Yu to kill him with a crossbowman, and picked himself cleanly, and he could also take the opportunity to rectify the north and south workshops.

The emperor even included the Mo family meeting in disrupting the peace talks - let them suffer the consequences.

He asked Yin Bei: "Did Ah Yu find out who made His Majesty's knife and arranged the crossbowman?" ”

"The girl said that she was in charge of the army on the road," Yin Bei replied, "She has already dealt with it." ”

Mo Qianlan nodded with satisfaction.

He is not dead, Mo Lingfeng is still alive, the emperor played chess without losing or winning, and it is even more difficult to attack Mo Lingfeng again.

There was no such opportunity for peace talks anymore, Mo Lingfeng stayed in the fortress, surrounded by soldiers, and it was very safe.

Next, the emperor could no longer control Mo Lingfeng.

"Let Wu Jin come at night, Shiheng is gone, Wu Jin can also be used."

"Yes."

"How much to give every month, when Ah Yu comes back, it's up to her."

"Yes."

"Drink the medicine."

Mo Qianlan didn't support Yin Bei, got up on his own, crossed the threshold, his eyes were pierced by the bright light outside, and suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and the string in his head was broken without warning, and he fell straight to the ground, convulsing unconscious.

"Uncle!" Yin Bei's soul was scattered, "Go and ask Li Yiti!" ”

Mo Qianlan's epilepsy recurred.

Li Yitian told thousands of people, Mo Qianlan was still because of grief and hard work, and failed to prevent this disease, Li Yitian secretly said that it was not good, it came quickly, he didn't take the pulse without medicine, and pierced the lifeline with a golden needle, so as to save Mo Qianlan's life.

Although his life was saved, Mo Qianlan became a living dead.

Mo Mansion is no longer in charge.

The news immediately leaked out with the autumn rain and spread to all corners of Kuanzhou City.

The snooping and covetous gaze followed, and the silent and solemn Mofu suddenly became turbulent, uneasy everywhere, and the ghosts were eager to try, salivating at this behemoth.

Early the next morning after Mo Qianlan's illness, Yin Bei went out to Shishi Street.

Shishi Street is still as narrow and cramped as before, the smell is sour, and the sundries piled up on both sides are high and crumbling, but the cooking smoke is not enough, and there are not a few figures.

It's a bad omen.

The road and the narrow door are very familiar, with a "creak", the door opened, Wu Yi was carrying a bag of sand sugar in both hands, and was about to go to the cake shop, when he saw Yin Bei, he only felt very familiar.

"Little Brother Wu, I am the entourage of Mo Jiedu, is your brother here?"

Wu Yi nodded: "Yes." ”

Then he turned his head and shouted at the door: "Brother! Someone is looking for you! ”

There was no response inside, Wu Yi raised his chin and went to the door: "You go in by yourself, he is in Wenshu, and he can't hear anything." ”

After that, he carried the two small bags of sugar and went to the cake shop to help.

Yin Bei crossed the low threshold and saw Wu Jin sitting in the courtyard at a glance.

In order to save lamp oil, he read in the still dim daylight, with his back to the door, sitting on a bench, facing a book on the square table, sitting straight and upright, concentrating, the only spectator was the flower cat curled up on the roof, licking the soles of his feet in the cold wind, looking at Yin Bei arrogantly and lazily, "meow", and burying his head down.

Yin Bei shouted: "Young Master Wu." ”

Wu Jin didn't look up, as if he had fallen into deep thought, and without moving, Yin Bei stood beside him, waiting quietly.

After half an hour, Wu Jin came back from his contemplation, closed the book, and was about to get up to change his clothes and go to the bookstore, when he suddenly saw Yin Bei standing beside him, and was startled: "When did Brother Yin come?" ”

He hurriedly complied: "Please sit down, I'll go boil water." ”

Yin Bei waved his hand, clenched his fists with both hands, and shook Wu Jin to the end: "Young Master Wu, Jiedu has left his soul, unconscious, the Mo family is in danger, I have no other way but to come and ask you for help, Mr. Zhao left a lot of affairs, I don't know anything." ”

His mind is tight enough to sell coolies and do odd jobs.

What's more, Mo Qianlan originally planned to let Wu Jin take over Zhao Shiheng.

Wu Jin's heart was shocked, and after thinking about it slightly, her face turned pale, and she asked, "Does Miss Mo know?" ”

Yin Bei was even more at a loss: "Because of the Zhangjiabao incident, the general wants to recover Sanchuan Village, the girl is now on the battlefield, I don't dare to distract her, if the girl knows the uncle, I'm afraid it will be bad."

Wu Jin lowered his head, and the courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

He knows better than anyone the feelings of the Mo family's brothers and sisters.

The power of heaven is deep, crushing the innocence and softness of the Mo family brothers and sisters, they snuggle up to each other, and the bones and blood of their loved ones are under their feet, their hair and skin, eyebrows and eyes, flesh and bones, are in the same vein, and they are harmonized by blood, no one in this world loves each other more than them, and no calculation can separate and separate them.

There is only death, unpredictable, and uncontrollable.

Wu Jin thought for a while: "Brother Yin, it's okay for me to do some trivial things, but if I do big things, I'm afraid it won't work, Cheng Zhifu and Jiedu are friends who can't be reversed."

There is no need for Yin Bei to answer, he will not go on himself.

Cheng Zhifu has a large family, and he is in the officialdom, knowing that it is powerful, he can't help but avoid suspicion.

Speaking of which, he knew that Yin Bei was cornered, and he couldn't retreat.

"I'll go get an umbrella," Wu Jin looked at the sky, there was no daylight in the early morning, only dark clouds, "I will go to the bookstore to ask for my resignation first, and then I will go with you." ”

The two of them took umbrellas and ran to the bookstore, and he took the unfinished paperwork in the bookstore with him, and sent them when he was finished.

When I went out of the bookstore to Mofu, the rain had not yet fallen, but the air was already filled with water vapor, the front door of Mofu was very lively, full of small people who came to send worship posts, and under the stone steps, there were several people who came to meet in person.

Wu Jin glanced at it and immediately saw a familiar face - Liu Boyu.

After reading it, the two went around to the corner gate and entered the house through the corner gate.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he was a little surprised in his heart, he never thought that the Mofu would wither so far, there was no popularity at all, all the flowers and plants in the garden were withered, there was no new change, the subordinates lost their suppression, sneaky, and all the movements were like minions stretched in from the outside world.

Step by step, he struggled to glance back.

He had to be resolute to avoid being swallowed up by this maelstrom.

(End of chapter)