Wu Jin's heart was blunt, and desire became a sharp blade, rampage through his body.

He didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to think, he quietly waited for the tide to fade, but he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't help but reminisce about Fang Cai Mo Lingfeng's every move.

His body was suffocated and painful, and he didn't remember what Wu's mother said, he just leaned back impatiently, stretched his legs, and looked up at the top of his head.

It was cold, the heat on his body gradually subsided, I don't know how long later, there was a cry of pain from Wu's father in the main house, he woke up from his trance, got up quickly, and didn't even have time to put on his coat, so he ran out: "Dad, is your leg hurt?"

While he didn't sleep all night, Mo Lingfeng slept peacefully.

This vast and incomparably old mansion freezes the gloomy and rotten smell when it snows, and it exudes a cold air everywhere, like Mo Qianlan.

Mo Qianlan is cold, she has grown up in this cold embrace since she was a child, wherever Mo Qianlan goes, she will carry her wherever she goes, and now the cold breath has added the smell of Wu Jin, her restless mind calmed down, and she slept until the end of the hour.

The day was already bright, she washed and ate, and after a full meal, she was about to go to the fortress, Cheng Ting came in through the corner gate and blocked her in the middle of the road.

He held a little yellow dog in his arms and held it up to Mo Lingfeng: "Look at this dog! Lao Huang has come back!"

Mo Lingfeng suspected that he was a young mourning dog and was delirious, so he took the horsewhip from Yin Nan's hand and glanced down at Xiao.

The puppy has a very yellow coat, but other than that, there is nothing unusual to see.

She strode out, "Yellow dogs are everywhere."

Cheng Ting ran after her: "This one of mine is different, you look at the eyes, nose, and mouth, all the same."

Mo Lingfeng turned his head and glanced at the dog's ears, and saw that the dog's ears were missing, no wonder Cheng Ting didn't mention it: "I didn't see it."

"Call one for her, Yellow, call one!"

Mo Lingfeng didn't hear the dog barking, and when he looked at it again, he saw that the dog was not very old, but under Cheng Ting's eager request, he drooped the dog's face, showing a sneering old image, which was indeed a little similar to the yin and yang weirdness of the old yellow dog when he disliked people.

She nodded, "Like."

Cheng Ting was overjoyed, hugging the dog like a son: "I just said like, I quarreled with my son yesterday, went out to look at this dog, called a bang, it loves to answer, I buy a bun to feed it, it smirks at me with a face, this little energy, I look at it."

He walked almost at a trot to keep up with Mo Lingfeng: "You go to the fortress?"

Mo Lingfeng nodded, turned his head and shouted to Yin Bei: "Let Cheng Sanye live in Jiusixuan."

As she spoke, she had already gone out of the corner gate, Cheng Ting stopped at the door, bowed his head and asked the dog, "How did she know that Hui Ran didn't allow me to go back?"

Yin Bei thought to himself: You have quarreled with your two-year-old son, can you still go home?

The dog sneered and buried his head in his head.

Mo Lingfeng returned to the fortress and waited for the arrival of the new emperor's edict.

As Wu Jin expected, the envoy arrived at Kuanzhou Mansion at the time of Chen, and the new envoy was Liao Wei, the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, who was over forty years old, and rode to Kuanzhou with six people and the edict on his back.

Because of the fast arrival, no one knew about the governor of Kuanzhou, Liao Wei did not go to Mofu, did not go to the fort, and went to Hou Fuzhongfu first.

Hou Fuzhong followed him, set up a banquet to entertain, and asked about the edict, Liao Wei did not hide it, and said it in detail one by one, and after speaking, he got up and said: "I also ask Hou Zhizhou to look at the friendship of the same door and point out a way to live."

He knew that Kuanzhou is now the tiger's den in Longtan, and if he is not careful, he will never recover, and he thought about it for a long time, thinking that all matters in Kuanzhou should be from Hou Fuzhong to Kyoto, and he should know that Kuanzhou is fine, and he can ask.

Hou Fuzhong hurriedly got up, avoided this salute, and invited him to sit down: "Your Majesty wants you to enter Beijing with General Mo?"

Liao Wei nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, the year name has not been changed, the honorific title has not been added, and the imperial decree is the last order of the first emperor.

Hou Fuzhong sighed: "Although General Mo is a woman, he has dragon eyes and phoenix neck, which is very human, and his temperament is some-"

He remembered Mo Leaf's expression

, that kind of gloom, indifference, treating human life like a mustard, and then thinking about the King of Wei, Qin Fang and others who died in Kuanzhou, I couldn't help but shudder.

When Liao Wei saw him like this, his heart immediately sank to the bottom: "How is your temperament?"

Hou Fuzhong waved his hand, unwilling to elaborate, and thought about the new emperor's plan and Mo Lingfeng's actions, but he couldn't get a glimpse of the overall situation for a while, so he could only say: "General Mo is smart, you can see the whole leopard at a glance, don't think you can coax her into Beijing."

"It's nature."

"Don't be arrogant in your words, when you see the soldiers, your words and posture should be lowered, so that General Mo should not take your life today."

Liao Wei hurriedly said, "What about today?"

"Compared to Kyoto, Kanshu can be regarded as bitter cold, and it is common for you to fall ill when you first arrive."

Liao Weifu was heartfelt, patted his thigh, and smiled: "Yes! Within three days, I couldn't afford to get sick and went back to Beijing for treatment."

Hou Fuzhong nodded: "When you come out of the fortress, you will go to the prefect's yamen and ask the prefect Wu to take you in for three days."

"Wu Jin?" Liao Wei remembered Wu Jin's death, and nodded more and more, "Wu Governor's Mansion, if there is anything wrong, he will definitely send me out of Kuanzhou."

Hou Fuzhong smiled, did not say anything about the secret relationship between Wu and Mo, and at the same time pinched a sweat for himself - Liao Wei can go, but he has nowhere to go, he has thought of a lot of ways to get out of Kuanzhou, but there is no news so far.

Liao Weide's heartfelt words, with confidence, got up and said goodbye: "I don't know where General Mo is at this time?"

Hou Fuzhong also got up and put on the crane: "In the fortress, I will send you out of the city."

A group of people fight horses

Out of the city, run to the drawbridge, the soldier saw the gold medal in Liao Wei's hand, immediately with the horn as a letter, pass the news, the people in the fortress put down the drawbridge, the head of the horse farm patrol first sent a soldier into the report of the news, and then asked the envoy to go to the bridge.

Hou Fuzhong did not enter the fortress, and turned around and left when the suspension bridge was not lowered, Liao Wei went up to the suspension bridge nervously, and the angry cry of the wind blowing across the glacier in his ears felt more and more that the flag above his head covered the sun, and the future was uncertain.

When entering the fortress, a team of people and horses was transporting more than a dozen pairs of black coffins out of the village, and he hurriedly led his entourage to the side.

A small man led ten people forward, looked up and asked, "Is this an envoy from Kyoto?"

Liao Wei hurriedly turned over and dismounted, handed the horsewhip to his followers, and arched his hand: "Yes, I don't know what the general is called?"

"Nomad Qing, support the Japanese army to be under control," Nomad Qing returned the salute, and said in a soothing tone to the unlucky envoy, "General Mo has been promoted to a general, please send the envoy there."

Liao Wei followed and walked forward: "Dare to ask You Dutong, what happened to the coffin just now?"

Nomad replied, "The soldiers who died in battle at the beginning of the month were gathered in the fort and sent home in batches."

After listening to this, Liao Wei couldn't help but speak: "This is too expensive to consume financial resources."

Nomadic Qing glanced at him: "Why, if the envoy dies in a foreign land, he doesn't have to return to his roots?"