At that time, there is a cool breeze in the sky, there are occasional insects and birds outside the window, after the heat is dissipated, a trace of water vapor rises faintly, and the smoke is stagnant, and there is a tendency to sink.

The red candle has not been extinguished, there is no need to go to court early today, the palace people do not dare to enter at will without orders, and the entire palace city, and even the entire capital, are silent.

Before the time came, Wu Jin opened his eyes and looked at the dust above his head, the paper tent was as white as a monk's scarf, and the candlelight, sky light, and water vapor floated a phantom on the paper tent, like a wave of light, like flowing clouds.

After staring at it for a moment, he remembered that he didn't have to go to court today.

If you don't go to court, you should also get up, write a page of big characters, and study the "Book of Yu Xia".

"Yu Xia Shu" is an ancient book, but it is not in a hurry.

However, the revision of the "Daqi Decree" was to be made in the next three days, and there were still account books to be seen - all kinds of cumbersome things, all over the place, piled up, all urging him to get up.

But he didn't want to move, not only his limbs were weak, but even his mind was dull.

Mo Lingfeng beside him moved slightly, he turned around and hugged her in his arms, Mo Lingfeng buried his face in his arms and took a deep breath.

"It smells so good."

Wu Jin laughed sullenly: "It's the aroma of osmanthus stamens." ”

"It's not." Mo Lingfeng's nose rubbed lightly on his heart, without explanation.

Wu Jin has a kind of grass and wood scent, which is sent into her nose through her skin and clothes, and the cold breath on Mo Qianlan's body can make her sleep peacefully.

She arched into his arms, put her hand on Wu Jin's waist, one leg on his lap, and looked up at him, her eyes were untamed with savage and warmth: "What hour?" ”

"It's overtime." Wu Jin touched her hair.

She wore no crown, her hair was in a loose bun, there was no gold to hinder his hands, her clothes were disheveled, the placket was crooked, revealing one collarbone and shoulder, the hem of her undershirt rolled up all the way to her navel, and her knee pants rolled up above her knees.

The kiss of skin and the grinding of ears and temples were the scenes he had dreamed of countless nights, thinking that this life was hopeless.

He kissed the top of her head, and then reached out to reach down from her neck, and saw that her back was dry, not sweaty, and slightly cold, so he whispered: "It's going to change, I'll go close the window." ”

He let go of Mo Leaf, stretched out his legs and got out of bed, pulled his shoes barefoot, went out and closed the window, walked back to tuck Mo Leaf's quilt tightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and put on his socks on the edge of the bed with one foot.

Mo Lingfeng got out of the quilt and lay behind him, his ears close to his heart, listening to the movements in his body.

Wu Jin was born old, good at the eight winds and does not move, but the body does not deceive people, at this moment, his heart is beating violently in the cavity, the longer she listens, the more like a thunder drum, the strong joy and her flesh and bones, and her heart and soul match.

Wu Jin's hand in tying the garter belt trembled, barely put one on, and turned around to knock Mo Lingfeng down: "What to do?" ”

Mo Lingfeng put his arms around his neck and kissed him, and at the same time, there was a knock outside the temple door.

Wu Jin got up with a red face, sat on the edge of the bed and continued to put on another sock, pulled on her shoes, took off the white shirt from the screen and put it on, tied the silk tape, and then bent down to lift the heel.

"I'll open the door." He couldn't help but lean in front of Mo Lingfeng and kiss her on the lips.

He found the comb, combed his hair in a bun, found exactly the cage where the clothes were kept, put on the hood, and opened the door of the temple.

The autumn wind carried a drizzle and covered him all over his body—and sure enough, the sky changed.

The palace maid carried hot water and walked in quietly, dressed Mo Lingfeng and tied her hair, scooped water and freshened up.

The two of them freshened up separately, halfway through the hour, sat together for breakfast, and were about to go to the side hall together to discuss the law, Cheng Suning hurriedly came to Funing Palace with an umbrella, and when he stepped into the hall, he knocked on the threshold and fell straight forward.

Fortunately, Yin Bei was at the gate of the hall and grabbed her.

Cheng Suning was startled, her face turned pale, and she didn't stop, grabbing Yin Bei's arm and rushing in: "Your Majesty! ”

Mo Lingfeng put down his pen, and walked out of the side hall with Wu Jin one after the other: "Give me a seat." ”

She waved her hand to dispense with Cheng Suning's salute: "Tianli views the country, there is only one right and wrong, you are in charge of everything in the palace, don't panic, everything has its own reason." ”

The palace maid moved to embroider the pier, Cheng Suning sat down slowly, took a breath, looked at Mo Lingfeng and looked around, the palace people were all panicked, and suddenly felt that they were too reckless.

She is the head of the palace people in the inner court, and her words and deeds are the example of the palace people.

"Your Majesty, the minister has lost his temper, Cheng Chongzheng has an important military situation, please see Your Majesty, and order the minister to come and report as soon as possible."

Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin glanced at each other, and saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes - if they don't go to court today, if there is no important matter, Cheng Taishan will never enter the palace.

"Order him to meet in the Wende Palace, and change his clothes."

"Yes."

Cheng Suning got up and said goodbye, went out to spread the word, Mo Lingfeng changed his narrow robe, Wu Jin put on purple clothes, and the two sat together and went to Wende Palace.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Cheng Taishan had already walked outside the palace, and he came with him, as well as Dou Lanhua, the envoy of the Jeju prison army.

Xiao Dou was dusty, his clothes were wet from the drizzle, and he hadn't changed them, so he bowed his head and bowed: "Your Majesty." ”

Mo Lingfeng raised his hand to signal him to get up: "Who is on duty in Jeju?" ”

"General You is going," Xiao Dou got up from the ground and said hurriedly, "The day before yesterday, Dazhao suddenly sent troops to attack the East Gate of Jeju, and the ministers and others went all out to meet the battle, and when the war was raging, Dazhao divided a naval division, attacked the dock, burned one hundred and eighty battleships, ten Fu ships, five building ships, and lost more than half of our naval division. ”

Wu Jin's expression was instantly solemn.

Zhao Zhan used all the money scavenged by the Great Zhao Wu Desi on the water master.

The reuse of the Mur Virtue Division is a disadvantage in the long run, but it does give Jeju Pier a blow at the moment.

Cheng Taishan arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the navy is unfavorable, the battleship has suffered heavy losses, and the minister has received information from Jokhang Kyoto when he is in the middle of the day, and there are water armies from Jiaozhou and Yashan entering Beijing, and it seems that Zhao Zhan has also begun to arrange the sailor." ”

The Mo family army is good at riding and rushing, not good at water warfare.

Mo Lingfeng didn't speak, she tapped the imperial case slowly, and after three crisp sounds, she looked at Wu Jin: "What does Xiangye Wu think of this matter?" ”

Wu Jin didn't answer in a hurry, and after thinking about it repeatedly, he said in a deep voice: "Jokhang Kyoto and the southeast have rivers and natural dangers, rapids and huge waves, and it is inevitable to guard the royal preparations.

As for the battle of Jeju Wharf, he chose to attack at this time, and the minister thought that it was not to break the city by surprise, but because of the martial arts system, there was a gap between the monarch and the minister, and the court was unstable, and Zhao Zhan must reuse the generals to show the military strength of the country and the dynasty and block the mouths of the courtiers. ”

At the end, he smiled helplessly: "By the way, it will also mess up our gods." ”

Daqi is only four states, and the Jeju wharf is the top priority, and if it suffers a heavy blow, the people's morale and morale will be affected.

Mo Lingfeng nodded, although his expression was solemn, he was not flustered about this matter, and after a moment's consideration, he said: "Zhao Zhan has the intention of abandoning the northwestern states, since he wants to set the heart of the country——"

A little smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Then I'm welcome." ”

She is warlike, and she wants to use the blood of the Zhao family to sacrifice Mo Qianlan. (End of chapter)