In a short period of time, the two threats blocked the angry scolding and ridicule of the king of Jiyang County.

A saint and a gentleman, once he does not follow the rules, he can be more intimidating than a ruffian bully.

Wu Jin stretched out his palm, pressed it on the fat shoulder of the county king, and squeezed it hard: "You can try, can I let the king of Wei go to the domain." ”

King Jiyang shook his shoulder vigorously and shook Wu Jin's hand off, while taking a step back and looking at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin's face didn't know whether it was thin sweat or water dripping from his head, but his face was vividly revealed, with sharp lines and clean outlines.

In his eyes, there was also the coldness of burning jade.

The king of Jiyang County instantly turned over a lot of considerations in his heart, and finally thought that Wu Jin was just gentle on the outside, but on the inside he was actually ruthless in killing people without seeing blood.

In Ningzhou for only half a year, the entire city was checked from top to bottom, which shook the entire imperial court.

Less than a month after returning to Kyoto, most of the grange belonging to Soshoji Temple was cleared.

The officials of Zongzheng Temple, who were originally full of fat brains that could be eaten by the royal idle grange, can now only live on Yulu, and these people hate Wu Jin more than the other.

If Wu Jin really wants to tear his face, set up a game against King Wei, and force King Wei to go to the domain, it is not impossible.

The king of Wei must not go to the domain, the prince is not close to the clan, but the king of Wei, willing to cover up for the clan, if the king of Wei is gone, the life of the clan will be even more difficult.

He asked dryly: "What do you want to do with the surname Wu?" ”

At this time, Wu Jin took a step back, looked at the king of Jiyang County with a smile, and sat in the chair: "Should you apologize to me?" ”

King Jiyang rolled his eyes gloomily, dragged the wine cup from the table, poured the wine in front of Wu Jin, paused the wine cup on the table, and filled it himself, touching the wine cups with each other, and making two crisp sounds of "jingling".

Then he raised the wine cup and drank it all, showing it to Wu Jin, which meant that he had apologized.

Wu Jin didn't drink, got up and said with a smile: "Then I'll take my leave, you guys are at your own convenience, Wang Jinghua, goodbye." ”

There was a small pile of water stains under the chair he was sitting on, Wang Jinghua looked at the water stains, buried his head and said nothing, and after Wu Jin left, he immediately opened his big mouth and "croaked": "King Jun, Wu Jin still dares to meet again!" This man is terrible! ”

The king of Jiyang County slammed the wine glass on the ground and scolded: "Fuck! ”

Wu Jin wore wet clothes and returned to the rented mansion under the surprised eyes of everyone.

The house needs to walk four quarters of an hour away from the palace door, at the end of the alley, there is a big locust tree in front of the house door, two black lacquer doors, there is no plaque and lantern under the lintel, two copper rings on the door, simple without a little pattern.

He pushed the door in, and there was an old servant in a green coat and short brown inside, who had just cooked porridge and prepared pickles, and saw that Wu Jin was soaked, so he hurriedly went to call hot water for Wu Jin.

Wu Jin bathed and changed clothes, sat in the courtyard, barely ate half a bowl of porridge, and her stomach churned.

Today's hot and dry, he first got wet with hot sideburns in Hanlin Garden, and then went to the Wenzheng Palace, let the cool breeze stir up, and the cold had accumulated inside, and after leaving the Wenzheng Palace, it was hot and cold, so alternately, at this time he had begun to have a headache.

He leaned back in his chair, tilted his head and closed his eyes to recuperate, letting his heart, which had been hanging for a whole day, gradually fall.

After a long time, he reached out and kneaded the mountain roots, relieved the pain, slowly walked to the study, lit the oil lamp, spread out the pen and paper, and wrote: "June 27, the 30th year of the Yuan Zhang, Kyoto, the sky is fine.

Today, Tan Xuan's secret letters and military information have arrived one after another, and what the emperor did was expected, and he still felt cold.

For the king's own selfishness, he turned a blind eye to the fortress that asked for reinforcements, let 50,000 soldiers fend for themselves, and even abandoned the fortress built by the border soldiers with blood and bones, and put the people of Kuanzhou in fire and water.

Discarding Gaopingzhai so lightly, how many soldiers' lives will he take to get it back?

How is this behavior different from Mo Qianlan?

In the face of such an emperor, standing in the Wenzheng Palace, I tried my best to control myself.

When he was splashed with water by the king of Jiyang County, he was already unhappy because of the military situation, and he thought of Mr. Zhao's lameness, and the fire in his heart was unbearable, and he acted impulsively, which was really inappropriate. ”

The more he wrote, the more he felt like a needle prick in his head, his eyes were hot and blurry, his whole body was like coals, he coughed, and continued to write.

"The Emperor's anger has subsided so quickly that I have doubts.

Even if the emperor couldn't do anything to Mo Lingfeng and Chongjiaqing, why didn't he anger Wang Yunsheng's family.

The Mo family can smoothly lead people into the barracks and encroach on the fortress, which has a lot to do with Wang Yunsheng, acting as the emperor, even if Wang Yunsheng is dead, he will not let go of the Wang family.

What was the emperor thinking at the moment when he was taking the Wang family lightly? ”

Wu Jin knew that what the emperor was thinking was very important, but at this time, there was a pot of paste in his mind, and a little use of God was like torture, so he had to take a fire and fold it, light the diary, and burn it to ashes in the slag hopper.

Although the diary will be burned, he still uses the diary to sort out his chaotic thoughts and portray the world with pen and ink.

Only what falls on paper is the most real.

He left the study, asked the old servant to ask for a doctor, and wrote a note for leave, and asked the old servant to take it out by the way, and then he lay down with a heavy heart.

The next day it was cloudy, and after the early dynasty, the military situation of the 600-mile rush was already known to both civil and military, but for half a day, the well-informed market family also heard about it.

In the streets and alleys, there was talk of the war, and they were a little more worried than usual.

If the fortress can't be defended, Kuanzhou will bear the brunt, what will happen to the people of Kuanzhou?

Wu Jin did not go out to inquire about the military, only rested at home, and after taking the medicine, he was still top-heavy, barely drank a bowl of porridge, and sat in the courtyard to read Wu Yi's letter.

Wu Yi conveyed the intention of his parents in the letter, asking him when he would be engaged, and if the king of the county did not allow a woman from Beijing to marry him, Wu's father and mother would find a good girl in Kuan and Jierzhou and set it for him.

Then he asked Wu Jin not to send money to his home, and the last 200,000 yuan, Wu's mother had already put it into the bank, ready to buy a decent house for Wu Jin in Kuanzhou for later use.

Wu Yi also said that his parents are in good health, so he doesn't have to worry, he has been engaged to get married, he is watching the auspicious day of the zodiac, and he is preparing to get married.

After reading the letter with hundreds of typos, Wu Jin wrote back, and after receiving the letter, he was not in a hurry to send it out, but picked himself up, got up and went out, and went to Luodeng Temple.

The incense in the city of Kyoto is prosperous, and there are four or five temples, among which the incense of the royal temple Da Ruoyong Temple is the most prosperous, and the Luodeng Temple is the most remote and the incense is the worst, but Wu Jin often goes to the Luodeng Temple.

He had a stuffy nose and dry mouth, and he couldn't walk more than a hundred steps, so he couldn't breathe, so he could only rent a sedan chair in the city and go to the southwest gate.

When arriving at the Luodeng Temple, it is the time, the mountain gate is quiet, the red dust world is blocked outside the mountain gate, there are not many pilgrims in the hall, Wu Jin goes straight into the Daxiong Treasure Palace, kneels and worships the Buddha.

A thin man in his thirties followed Wu Jin into the main hall and knelt on the futon on Wu Jin's side, and the two bowed their heads together, looking pious.

The man who touched the ground with his forehead suddenly spoke: "Young Master Wu, what are your orders?" ”