As the sun sets, the snow continues to fall.

In the cold wind, most of the people are reluctant to walk on the streets, and the businesses have closed early, yawning while slowly closing the door panels.

In the night, the school palace was silent, and the Zhong Fuzi, dressed in regular clothes, was slowly cutting off the extra wick of the oil lamp with scissors.

The sharpened scissors were extremely sharp, flashing as white as snow, and with a slight force from the palm to the fingers, a section of the wick fell in response to the sound of the scissors closing.

Seeing that the flame of the oil lamp had become stable again, illuminating the official documents on the table, Master Zhong smiled a little satisfied, and read the military newspapers from the front line in the past few days.

Since this time the Tang State and the Canghai coalition army have crusaded against the Mo family, the Mo family has suffered defeats one after another, and the mood of both the court and the people has been suppressed to a low point.

Therefore, when Sun Boling brought the news of the front line to Jicheng, it was tantamount to a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, which made everyone have a lot of confidence.

It's just that although everyone is doing their best to praise and tell how Sun Boling fought this battle so beautifully, they seem to naturally ignore the hard work of countless officials who are also working hard outside the battlefield.

But Master Zhong was very satisfied at the moment.

In his opinion, even if the credit for this victory has nothing to do with him, as a member of the Mo family, how can he not feel relieved by such a victory?

However, when he picked up the pen and was about to write, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and paused slightly: "If only the giant could know this good news......

Of course, Master Zhong knew that it was impossible for Juzi to know the news now, and the haze in his heart became thicker and thicker.

It has been many days since the giant and the public went to the fifth layer of the organ city, but today, there is still no news coming, and the entire Mo family seems to have suddenly fallen into a state of leaderlessness.

There was no court meeting, so the hundred officials could only discuss matters in the palace on their own, and discuss state affairs with each other, but in this way, many things became tricky.

If it weren't for Sun Boling's early preparations for this battle as early as a month ago, I am afraid that the current court would not be able to support his grand victory.

But the country can't be without a king for a day, even if the hundred officials can temporarily maintain the operation of the Mo family, but the giant has not appeared for so long, who knows what has happened to him now? If the giant has not appeared, then where should the Mo family go in the future?

Thinking of the worst-case scenario, Master Zhong's heart shook, and the hand holding the pen shook slightly, so that a drop of ink struggled to drip down the tip of his nose.

There was a soft knock on the door, and a respectful voice whispered through the door, "Master." ”

"Is it Zeng Yu?" Master Zhong glanced down at the ink on the bamboo slip that was gradually blurring, sighed slightly, and said slowly: "Come in, it just so happens that I also have something to explain to you." ”

So the door opened, but Zeng Yu did not come alone, and beside him, there was an inkman who was dressed in pitch black as if shrouded in a night.

The firelight swayed slightly, and the ink man opened a pair of eyes that were also as black as ink, and said calmly: "Master Zhong, the giant has an edict, please enter the palace for a while, and I hope to avoid everyone as much as possible and not be seen by others." ”

Master Zhong looked at the ink man in a daze, and did not speak, but the knuckles holding the pen had turned slightly white from the exertion, and even more ink spots fell due to trembling, staining the official document with large stains.

The ordinary carriage slowly drove across the stone road, and the Zhong Fuzi, who was sitting in it, closed his eyes, feeling that he was constantly passing through the roads of the palace, but the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.

The guards of the forbidden army patrolled and inspected it, and naturally they would not turn a blind eye to a carriage that was walking in the palace like this.

But when they saw the inkman leading the horse showing a black token, they all turned their eyes away with great understanding, regarded the carriage as something that did not exist, and left in another direction.

The carriage did not stop slowly until it was at the foot of Wuwei Mountain, and Master Zhong, who was shrouded in a black robe, slowly stepped out of the carriage, and then followed the ink man all the way up, walking across the long covered bridge, until he saw the huge heavenly wheel again, and the sound of the water was crisp and loud.

"Why did the giant summon me at such a time?" Zhong Fuzi asked in a low voice as he looked at the ink man leading the way in front of him.

"Master Zhong, please come with me, I am only responsible for leading the way, I don't know anything else, maybe Master can come to the answer when he meets Juzi. The Ink Artist replied calmly.

Unable to get an answer, Master Zhong could only continue to walk.

Even though it was night, the main hall of the city still showed its strong outline, as if a silent old man was quietly waiting for something.

I don't know when the damage left by the last fight between him and Gong Yi was repaired, the potholes were buried, the city walls were rebuilt, and the only traces left were probably the cornices of the main hall that were smashed by a sword with a light, and it looked a little dilapidated and desolate in the night wind.

"Invite the Master into the temple alone. "Just before the entrance of the main hall, the ink artist has quietly disappeared into the darkness, like a wisp of ghost in the night, leaving no trace.

Master Zhong stepped over the high threshold and saw the thin figure sitting on the chair in the center, and his heart was ecstatic, and even, because this joy was so strong, his eyes suddenly showed a slight red.

Master Zhong folded his hands and walked all the way forward, just a few feet away from the figure, and choked up: "The giant is safe and sound, it is really the blessing of my Mo family." ”

The moonlight could not shine into the depths of the hall, and the giant did not light the candle, but was immersed in the darkness, and smiled slightly: "Zhong Ni, come forward, don't be too restrained." ”

"Yes. ”

Speaking of which, this is the first time in Zhongfuzi's life that he has climbed these last few steps, and he has walked all the way to the front of Juzi.

On weekdays, he would definitely refuse to have such a transgressive act, and bluntly said that the giant violated the law of etiquette like this, and he should immediately withdraw his fate.

But he walked up tonight, perhaps because he sensed that something big was about to happen—otherwise why would the giant summon him alone in such a silent night?

And when he slowly knelt down on the cushion beside the giant, he only heard the giant ask softly, "What happened during my absence?" I heard that Bo Ling has sent troops, so the strategy he told me before should have been implemented, right?"

A few days ago, the Mojia Army and the Cang Navy fought in six ways, and after luring the enemy to go deeper, he personally led 100,000 black horsemen to attack the camp of Cao Meng's dustless army at night, and after burning down the granary, he pursued the enemy in a big way, beheading 11,381 people, and the people were all excited!"

Zhong Fuzi's voice was a little excited, but Juzi was still as calm as a stone sinking to the bottom of a lake.

He quietly listened to the details of what Master Zhong said, and finally showed a little smile, and said: "It is indeed a big victory, speaking of which, since the defeat of Zhao Kuan and Guo Kai, Xuanwei has ...... After I went, the world said that my Mo family had no generals who were capable of leading the troops, but God finally took pity on my Mo family and left a Bo Ling. ”

Hearing what the giant said, Master Zhong also nodded, as if he wanted to say what he had been thinking about for a long time, stood up and straightened his clothes, and solemnly said again: "The minister invites the giant to let Sun Junshi take over the position of general, and he will prime minister the military administration of the Mo family." ”

Juzi looked at him with a smile: "Why did Master Zhong suddenly say that? I remember that in the court, you and Xuanwei have always been at odds, and Bo Ling was his student, why do you want to recommend his student to take over the position of general now?"

Master Zhong lowered his head, and his calm gaze did not flicker: "The discord between the minister and the general at the beginning was that they had their own opinions on state affairs, and it was definitely not a personal grudge. And now there is no general in the Mo family, and although Sun Junshi commands the army, he is not legal in name, so he has this invitation today. ”

"Aren't you afraid that after Bo Ling takes over the position of general, he will put pressure on you because of Xuanwei's denigration and even death?" There seemed to be a light in the giant's eyes, and his voice was slightly raised.