Wu Jin turned around and asked Qi Chang to pour hot water, and at the same time reached out and rubbed his temples, and when the hot water came, he got up and twisted a handkerchief, handed it to Cheng Ting, and asked him to wipe his face carefully.

Cheng Ting washed his face, and his two eyes were already swollen into a slit.

Wu Jin took the handkerchief: "Take off your coat." ”

Cheng Ting took off his cardigan as he spoke, only then did he realize that he had cried and was sweating, and he sniffed: "Wu Jin, I think what Leaf said is right." ”

Wu Jin handed over his coat to Qi Chang to hang up and rubbed the medicine on him: "In what capacity do you do it?" ”

"I-" Cheng Ting stammered.

Wu Jin continued: "Your eldest sister is a friend of Miss Xu, you are not, you rushed to Huzhou, stood up for her, and killed Young Master Ding for her, for her, it is not a charcoal in the snow, but to make it worse, once you leave any handle, it is a private gift, enough for outsiders to force her." ”

"The Leaf will leave no trace."

"Even if it's neat, what about Miss Xu after she is widowed? Is she going to be widowed in the Ding family or will she go back to her parents' house to remarry? Will Mrs. Xu let her remarry? If you force her to keep the festival in the Ding family, she is young, has no children, and the road ahead will be difficult, how can you help her get rid of the hardships? ”

Wu Jin's series of questions made Cheng Ting dizzy and speechless for a while-these things he had never thought about.

He subconsciously regarded Xu Huiran as Mo Lingfeng, but he forgot that they were not on the same path at all.

He felt Wu Jin's hand rubbing the back of his neck, one at a time, organized, methodical and strong, a hand that people could trust and rely on.

"Wu Jin," he grabbed Wu Jin's wrist back, "I can't stand idly by. ”

As soon as he thought of Xu Huiran's situation, he felt cold, and even Mrs. Xu's face became hideous.

Wu Jin slapped his paws away, wiped the medicine on him, walked to the clean rack to wash his hands, picked up the white towel with his right hand, and wiped his left hand finger by finger: "Let her have the right to choose." ”

Changing the handkerchief with one hand and wiping his right hand as well, he walked back to the table and sat down, turning his gaze to the window.

Outside, there was wind and rain, and the thrush hid in the canopy, occasionally making a low chirp.

Mo Lingfeng stood under the canopy, looking down at the roster that Yin Nan had brought back.

He retracted his gaze: "To hold the handle of the Ding family, it is not a handle for petty fights, it must be enough for Mrs. Xu and the Ding family to compromise, so that Miss Xu has a choice." ”

Cheng Ting frowned: "But it's too far away, how can I find their handle?" ”

"You can start with Mrs. Xu, and then send a letter to Huzhou, so that Miss Xu can pay attention to herself, but don't show traces."

Cheng Ting frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly stood up, and there was a light in his eyes: "I have a friend who told me about Mrs. Xu's business outside!" ”

He walked to the screen, took off the coat that Cheng Zhifu had torn, and hurriedly walked out: "I'll go to my eldest brother-in-law's house and ask my eldest sister to write a letter." ”

Walking to the door, he turned back again, picked up his big package, and walked out of Jiusixuan again.

Wu Jin got up and stood facing the window with his hands in his hands.

Outside the window, Mo Lingfeng stood under the shadow of the faint tree, the drizzle fell on her hair, under the skylight, there was a deep and cold light, Cheng Ting shouted at her, and then rushed away, Mo Lingfeng glanced at him, then turned his head to look at the window, and smiled after seeing Wu Jin's gaze.

Wu Jin's heart jumped, only to feel that her eyes were phoenixes spreading their wings, the wind stopped raining for a while, the spring was dark, and only Mo Lingfeng's dark eyes were left in front of her.

Soon, his heart returned to its original place little by little, the wind and rain were still there, Mo Lingfeng returned to the flower hall and sat down, patting the tiny droplets of water on his hair: "Did you give Cheng San an idea?" ”

"Yes, I asked him to go to the Ding family, how are your soldiers?"

"I let people go to the countryside secretly."

Her women's army, swaggering through the market, is known to the world, which is not only a sharp weapon in her hands, but also a disguise.

No one knew that Nomad Qing and Yin Nan were recruiting troops in the fields and countryside - she wanted to recruit strong laborers who worked in the countryside, both men and women.

Strong laborers can fight wars, and country people are good enough to obey orders, and it is better if they are literate.

Last year, when the two materials were not harvested, countless tenant farmers in the counties and townships were displaced, and it was time to recruit soldiers.

"How's it going?"

"Very good, these people will be elite soldiers in the future," Mo Lingfeng suddenly smiled, "Chong Jiaqing has a grandson who also wants to join the army, but he refuses to follow Chong Jiaqing, and wants to come to my military camp, and he makes Chong Jiaqing's nose crooked." ”

"Oh?" Wu Jin propped his elbows on the table, crossed his ten fingers on his chin, and seemed to be smiling, "The descendants of the generals must also be dragons and phoenixes among people, right?" ”

"Seed Tao? He's not my match yet. ”

"Have you stolen?"

"When I first entered the fortress, he didn't beat me less, but then he couldn't beat me, he wanted to come, I didn't necessarily want it, if it was for the sake of the general."

"General is also a famous general, he does not follow his grandfather, but wants to follow you, and he must think that the army you rule is outstanding."

"Not really, he wants me to marry him."

Wu Jin was dumbfounded for a while, but fortunately he didn't drink tea, otherwise he would have to squirt out a mouthful of water, and he deeply rooted the word Tao in his heart, and didn't ask more, but said: "What about your Xun, I'll listen to a song." ”

Mo Lingfeng immediately became interested, took out the Xun he was carrying, and whimpered and blew.

After blowing, she asked Wu Jin, "How is it?" ”

Wu Jin nodded: "Okay." ”

Mo Lingfeng couldn't help but smile: "Then I'll blow it to you tomorrow." ”

Wu Jin nodded very happily: "Okay." ”

The next day, Wu Jin really came to listen to her blowing again, after listening, he went to the mountain and wild residence to read the account book, Mo Lingfeng accompanied Mo Qianlan in the second hall, did not go out, the house was silent, until Feng Fan came in the afternoon.

Feng Fan rushed in with a stomach full of anger, and wanted to ask Mo Lingfeng if he was planning to rebel!

Now there are only 18,000 people left in the Zhenrong army, and under the purge of the war, Chongjiaqing has become the commander of the army and the entire fortress, while Mo Lingfeng has the actual position of the head of a women's army, but in fact he leads the military horses all the way - a full 5,000 people.

This road of military horses, self-standing military numbers, enshrined by the Mo family, and the generals in the fortress, all know it, but now that the war is frequent, it is the time for important people, they can't move, and they don't dare to move.

Recruitment is imminent, and this kind of family celebration also has the meaning of controlling Mo Lingfeng - the Zhenrong army is full, so it can naturally suppress Mo Lingfeng.

If she doesn't suppress it again, Mo Lingfeng will devour the Zhenrong army, wouldn't the war be a victory when she says she wins, and a defeat when she says defeat?

Chong Jiaqing can't even send a secret letter to throw her to the emperor - at that time, the fortress mutinies, and Jin Yu takes advantage of the weakness to enter, after all, it will be the pain of the dynasty.

Moreover, Mo Lingfeng is so big, they can't escape the involvement, can the emperor spare them?

Since Mo Lingfeng entered the fortress, she has survived in the cracks, and fought a bloody way out of countless concerns, and when everyone wants to deal with her again, she can't act rashly.