Volume 2 Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moons Chapter 81 The road is not smooth

The scenery of Tai'an is very beautiful, and there are many people who love this scene, but those who love to enjoy the beautiful scenery are not in the scene.

In the Taiwei Mansion, Yu Wenlie stepped into the study, and his two sons followed closely behind.

The three of them sat down, Yu Wenlie picked up the teacup and drank it all, and suddenly sighed.

"Why did my father sigh?" Yu Wenhong was a little puzzled when he saw this.

After tonight, the big thing can be decided. Tianji died, His Majesty the Emperor was too sad and too late to make trouble, but it was enough to foresee that when the court meeting tomorrow, the ministers would discuss the spectacular scene of the King of Qi and the generals, then the Yang family, the sworn enemies of the Yuwen family for many years, would not end up much better.

Yu Wenhong almost couldn't wait to see the wonderful expression of Yang Kai's old face.

Yu Wenlie shook his head and said abruptly: "The old man sighed that the immovable Ming King could be counted to such a point, saving one person, killing one person, except for one person...... Wonderful, scary. ”

"Save that army Tuli Ming King, because Su'er removed most of the imperial court guards, if he still can't break through, the old man will look down on him. ”

"But the old man never expected that he would really be able to kill the heavenly machine......"

Yu Wenhong lowered his head and was silent.

What the word Tianji means, everyone knows it, and I can't imagine that the King of Fudo Ming really has this ability.

Yu Wensu arched his hand and said: "Father, that does not move the ambition of the Ming King and the wolf, although we are cooperating with the Tianxin Sect, but the child thinks that they need to be more guarded against!"

Yu Wenlie said in a deep voice: "This is natural, according to the old man, the Tianxin Sect is far more dangerous than Yang Kai's old thief, but the old man can't figure it out, the Tianxin Sect has him ......"

"How could you be defeated by Mo Jun that day?"

Yu Wenhong scratched his head and reminded: "That Mojun also cut Tai Chi that day. ”

"Heh......" Yu Wenlie suddenly laughed: "If it weren't for the fact that everything he did was to get rid of Mojun, then the old man would really suspect that King Fudo Ming was Mojun." ”

Yu Wenlie stroked his long beard and said: "But the closer you are to success, the more cautious you must be. ”

The second son nodded in agreement.

Yu Wenhong hesitated for a moment, he could see that his father was in a good mood, after all, the victory of the Yuwen family was close at hand, and the victory was within reach, but he still had to take a look at the scenery: "Father, the child thinks that there is one more person who must be eliminated, otherwise he will cause chaos for us." ”

"Who?" Yu Wenlie's eyes narrowed, waiting for the following.

A hint of gloom flashed in Yu Wenhong's eyes, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "Sikong Wang." ”

Yu Wenlie was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "What, Hong'er still wants to kill that kid?"

Yu Wenhong shook his head: "The Sikong family has long been out of the climate, although the child doesn't like that Sikongwang, but it won't be so far, it's just ......"

He stepped forward, took out a folded roll of letter paper from his sleeve, placed it on Yu Wenlie's table, and slowly spread it out.

Yu Wensu also walked over curiously.

Yu Wenhong explained: "At the birthday banquet tonight, the child was also celebrating his birthday outside the palace, and Su Zhan suddenly sent someone to report to the child, saying that Sikong Wang sneaked into Mingyue Tower to meet Mei Sanniang. ”

"Oh?" Yu Wenlie became interested. He almost handed over the affairs of Mingyue Tower to Yu Wenhong, so as to encircle those ministers and noble sons in the court, so as to develop Mingyue Tower into a huge intelligence network.

And those princes and nobles didn't know who the financier behind Mingyue Tower was, but Yuwen Hong's road was wide, so they made friends with the Yuwen family and gathered contacts.

Although Yu Wenlie didn't care about Fengyue, he also knew that Mei Sanniang was an Oiran in Beijing, and he was a dead soldier cultivated by their Yuwen family since childhood, so there should be no problem with loyalty.

Yu Wenhong continued: "That Sikong Wang and Mo Jun are close friends, the child suspects that he already knows something, and Mei Sanniang seems to have true feelings for Mo Jun, although she has the handle in our hands, but after all, something is not good." ”

"Does Hong'er think she can solve this matter by herself?" Yu Wenlie tapped his fingertips on the table and asked lightly.

Yu Wenhong took a deep breath, he knew that Yu Wenlie's words were a test of his ability, and he would not let his father down.

Yu Wenhong arched his hand and said: "You can, but please borrow Ji Lao's use." ”

Sikong Wang was the most popular wizard of the year, and he was the best at dealing with people like him.

After a long night, dawn finally came.

Ye Wenliu slapped his horse to take up his post, and rushed to the West Gate before dawn to be the White Tiger Guard.

Li Mujun yawned, stretched his waist, and wanted to make breakfast, and was thinking about which dish to steal at the birthday banquet when there was a sudden rush and chaotic footsteps outside the courtyard.

"Open the door!" the visitor tapped at the courtyard door with some impatience.

Li Mujun was startled, and when he was wondering, a white shadow suddenly jumped out, and Mo Jun flew up with his footsteps.

The door was opened, and a middle-aged man in an official uniform showed his face, followed by an internal official holding a plate, on which a holy decree lay quietly.

When the man saw Mo Jun, he arched his hand, and his tone was a little polite: "Your Majesty has a decree, please ask the general to go to court today!"

Li Mujun was stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition suddenly came up, and he wanted to stop it, but he felt that it was inappropriate, and he swayed left and right, not knowing what to do.

And Mo Jun smiled calmly: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

The visitor carefully looked at Mo Jun's dress, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He thought that there was that incident last night, and he might get into trouble if he came to invite the general to the court today, but it was unexpectedly simple.

So he beckoned and sent Mo Jun to the carriage.

Li Mujun hurriedly chased out, stared at the golden royal carriage all the way away, folded his hands and closed his eyes and began to pray for his son.

Suddenly she felt several hot gazes, burning her cheeks hot, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that the pedestrians in the neighborhood were also looking at her in a daze, but their eyes seemed to be burning with a fire, which could swallow people at any time.

"So the boy who lives in this courtyard is a general?" exclaimed a stout man.

"The old man said, the old man said, look at this son's demeanor, you know that it is extraordinary, if you marry Ying'er earlier, you will blame the dead woman for thinking he is poor!" an old man beat his chest and said to the servant next to him in pain.

A middle-aged woman waved to Li Mujun who was leaning at the door even more kindly, her face full of peach blossoms that did not match her age.

Li Mujun shuddered, hurriedly closed the door, and said in his heart that the game was over. At the same time, I also secretly hated that those guys didn't know how to keep a low profile, and drove the royal carriage to this broken alley, and this place would be unlivable in the future.

Outside the door, it was noisy, and Li Mujun vaguely heard someone say that he was the general's daughter-in-law, so he couldn't help but be angry, and he didn't dare to go out to theorize.

She tilted her head to look at the sky, and suddenly remembered Wei Sheng Qiao, this princess is more reliable among the people who visited.

"It turns out that Princess Taiping also has advantages......"

Li Mujun sighed.