Mo Ming waited in the East Palace for nearly an hour before Zhu Jiannan appeared, looking at him, he finished bathing, and wiped his hair with a dry towel while walking.

I saw Mo Ming, so I didn't care about the still wet hair, and the towel was thrown away, and I had Gong E to clean it up.

The ink tea has reached the third brew, and the taste is just right. Zhu Jiannan saw that the main seat was empty, so he took three or two steps over and sat on the main seat. Mo Ming poured tea for him, seven points full, just right.

Raise the teacup, the temperature is just right, and it is comfortable to drink it all. The tea soup is imported, Zhu Jiannan's eyes are also slightly open, and the ink tea is boiled, is it the old tea that he entered from Yucheng?

Without waiting to speak, Mo Ming's brows furrowed slightly, there was the fragrance of tea in the air, and the fragrance of flowers and plants when Zhu Yan was bathing, but how could there be a strange smell that was difficult to speak?

The smell was familiar, but I didn't know where I had smelled it.

Zhu Jiannan frowned at Mo Ming, and then smiled, and then asked, "What's wrong with Brother Ming?"

Hearing Zhu Jiannan mention that he was already in charge of the sword, Mo Ming couldn't help but smile helplessly. What is the difference between him and Zhu Yinuo? One does not want to be the king of Jinling, and the other does not want to be the sword commander. But it was fate, but it couldn't be delayed.

"Your Highness is joking, the Mo family is in ruins, so naturally there are a lot of worries. I haven't seen you for a while, but your highness is okay?"

Your Highness?

Hearing these two words, this time it was Zhu Yannan who frowned and was puzzled. In what capacity did this Mo Ming come to Jinling City today, is he Yi Shuihan's swordsman? Or is it his current identity as the Mo family's swordsman?

He waved his hand, pulled out a smile, and said, "Those old guys in the medical hall have finally improved their skills, and they have boiled some tonic decoctions, and they are indeed a little more relaxed and comfortable after taking them." ”

"I have come today to say something to His Highness. ”

Zhu Jiannan was about to pour tea from the fair cup, and when he heard that Mo Ming did have something to find him, he couldn't help but stop his movements.

"You and my brother, what can't you say?"

He said this casually, and it was indeed not polite, but when he stopped in Mo Ming's ears, it was a little more mocking and joking.

Since it has been decided, since my mother also supports it and has never objected to it, what should be said should indeed be said earlier.

"Your Highness, from today onwards, all the children of the Mo family will withdraw from Yi Shuihan. ”

Zhu Jiannan thought that what Mo Ming was going to say was not something that could not be beaten, and he was pouring tea, but when he heard his cousin's words clearly, his hand shook slightly, and the tea soup was poured on his hand. On the side, Gong E's eyes were sharp, and she immediately stepped over, and the bower handed over a handkerchief on her waist.

Zhu Jiannan wiped his hands, pretended to be calm, and asked: "Brother Ming, although the Mo family has been injured a lot, it is only a snap of a finger to recover a strong victory." The children of the Mo family are capable of producing many people, and many of them are still the pillars of Yi Shuihan, how can they say that they will retire?"

"After several accidents, it is also clear that ordinary cultivation is really unable to protect the Mo family, let alone contribute to Lincheng. After discussing with his mother, all the children of the Mo family were recalled to the Mo family, and they practiced diligently, or ten spring and autumn periods, and Lincheng would add another batch of top masters. So, isn't it?"

The words have been said to death, and Zhu Jiannan can't refute it, tracing back to the source, there are indeed many children of the Mo family in Yi Shuihan. Roughly calculated, half of the ancestors, many desolations, and even the few Hongmeng masters, there are one or two or two or three people from the Mo family.

I changed myself to a new teacup, poured another six or seven points, took a sip, and continued: "Brother Ming, tonight's lantern festival is very lively. Before you came to see me, I thought I had already seen Xiao Yinuo, and I was going to take him out for a walk tonight, but he was like this now, and he couldn't get out of bed if he wanted to. Why don't you and my brother go to the Qinhuai River to drink and see the lanterns tonight?"

Mo Ming frowned slightly, she couldn't have imagined that His Royal Highness the Prince would ask him to drink. Then he looked at the other side carefully, and couldn't help but open his eyes slightly. Because the opposite side is ruddy, and the breath is too smooth. This appearance does not look like a person who is weak and half-dead.

Zhu Jiannan didn't see Mo Ming's surprise at that moment, but he thought of one thing, and couldn't help patting his head and laughing embarrassedly.

"Confused, confused, for my brother, this is forgot, tonight is a moonless night, Brother Ming, you should leave for Hanshan Temple early. ”

Hearing Hanshan Temple, the corners of Mo Ming's mouth couldn't help but hook, and he drank all the tea and soup in the cup, and then sighed with a painful expression. Zhu Jiannan naturally understood, but still pretended not to know, and asked: "The Lantern Festival is not a day or two, not tonight, tomorrow for my brother to accompany you to drink again, why sigh for a long time." ”

Mo Ming waved his hand, there was some sadness in his tone, and said, "Your Highness is really joking, what happened in Hanshan Temple, doesn't Your Highness know?"

Zhu Yanan raised his glass, the cup came to his mouth, his eyelids moved slightly, his voice was calm, and he asked, "What happened to Hanshan Temple?"

But then he rolled his eyes, quickly put down the teacup, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Zhu Jiannan. Listening to his tone of horror and doubt, he couldn't hear the slightest falsehood.

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Regardless of whether his current appearance is real or pretended, for the two eminent monks in Hanshan Temple, Mo Ming really doesn't want to use this as a bargaining chip to force or blackmail anything. I saw that his expression was still sad, and even a little painful, and while pouring tea for himself, he said: "Last month, the two masters were secretly manipulated, didn't His Highness receive any news here?"

Hearing the news, Zhu Jiannan was stunned, as if the whole person was petrified, dumbfounded. Then he stood up angrily, as if he could not show his grief, and grabbed the teacup and threw it the floor tiles, and the delicate and valuable teacup shattered in an instant.

Seeing that he was short of breath, his chest was constantly rising and falling, his eyes were glaring and grinning, Mo Ming really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help it.

Hearing the sound of the cup breaking, the guard on duty outside the house immediately pushed the door and entered, and saw that only His Royal Highness the Prince of the World and the young master of the Mo family immediately clenched his fists and bowed his head, kneeling on one knee.

Zhu Jiannan still looked angry, he pointed at the innocent guard on duty with his index finger, and said sharply: "Go, go and bring back those dog things from Hanshan Temple, and let them explain to me clearly what happened to the murder of the two masters of Hanshan Temple." Will such a master be killed quietly? How can this group of wastes protect His Highness?"

The guard on duty really didn't know how to answer, he had heard a little bit about Hanshan Temple. But wasn't this incident from last month? What kind of drama did His Royal Highness the Prince make again, and why did he suddenly mention it today?

In Jinling City, he can be on an errand in the Forbidden City, and he is still one of the guards of the prince, so his identity is naturally noble. can be compared with his own master, as well as this young master of the Mo family, he is no different from the ants on the ground. I didn't dare to say more, just a "yes" word, immediately got up, stepped back, and went out.

Tonight's Jinling Lantern Festival, how many people are lively and happy, but who would have thought that after tonight, how many unjust souls should be added to the Eastern Netherworld. But all this is not something that a small guard of his can judge and discuss.

After doing this, Zhu Jiannan turned to look at Mo Ming again, and said with concern: "Brother Ming, you can't go to Hanshan Temple, so what should you do tonight?"

Mo Ming pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head, and said helplessly: "Go, naturally you have to go." The eldest brother is there, if he is free, Hanshan Temple still has to go often. As for tonight, since His Highness has opened his mouth, it is a serious matter to go to Qinhuai River with His Highness to get drunk and rest. ”

Hearing this answer, Zhu Yanan's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, like that, he seemed to be very concerned. But in fact, the two people in this room know it.

Listening to Zhu Jiannan's unchanging tone, he asked, "Is your body really fine?"

Mo Ming nodded, smiling, and said in a calm tone, "Seriously." ”

Zhu Jiannan also nodded, didn't ask any more, and said in the same calm tone: "That's good, Brother Ming, for my brother, I remember that there are still some government affairs that have not been handled, so I will go and finish things early, so I won't delay drinking at night." ”

Mo Ming nodded again, stretched out his hand, pointed to the door of the house, and said, "Your Highness, please, this pot of tea tastes just right, it's a waste to drink more." ”

Zhu Jiannan smiled gently and lovingly, and then strode out of the door to leave.

The moment the door was closed again, Mo Ming's eyes with his back to the door changed, and he became sharp and fierce. The hand holding the teacup also unconsciously added a little strength, but fortunately, the cup was of the first class from the materials to the workmanship, so it was not easily crushed by Mo Ming. But even if it didn't break, the cup had already made a faint "gurgling" sound.

The moment Mo Ming put down the cup, a figure flickered, and a man dressed in black about forty years old knelt on one knee on his left side.

Mo Ming didn't look at him, threw the cup that was almost crushed by him on the tea table, straightened another teacup, poured a full cup of tea, and drank it dry in one gulp. Suddenly, Mo Ming laughed involuntarily, he thought it was funny, but he never thought that to this day, he Mo Ming still wanted to ask Zhu Jiannan for something.

This tea tastes really good. Originally, I was just rummaging through it at random, but I felt exquisite when I saw the pine box, and when I opened it, I smelled some medicinal smell and fragrance, and I thought it was a good tea. The first bubble tasted good, the second bubble tasted sweet, and the third bubble made him a little obsessed.

"But the Hanshan Temple where the people who are easy to water cold go to?"

Mo Ming straightened another cup and poured the tea until it was seven points full. Naturally, he was asking the man kneeling beside him. Thinking about it, Zhu Jiannan never expected that in this huge Forbidden City, in his Zhu family's palace, there were still people who dared to do surveillance and steal secrets.

I would never have thought that this person was still a member of the Mo family.

The middle-aged man in black shook his head, and then said softly: "Except for the one three months ago, Yi Shuihan has never sent anyone to Hanshan Temple again. ”

Although he expected that it would not be Yi Shuihan's Hanshan Temple, he could hear the answer of the middle-aged man in black, and Mo Ming's brows furrowed slightly. Three months ago, I spent the night of the moon in Hanshan Temple, and I still remember that night I should have smelled sandalwood and listened to the Buddha's words as before. But for some reason, I was restless that night, and even a little irritable, and the heart of killing was especially heavy.

"Sit down first, this tea is good, the best in the world. Whether you are good or me, if you want to drink it, it depends on the depth of blessings. Can you know that the people who are easy to water cold go to Hanshan Temple for, what are they for?"

Since the middle-aged man in black can be entrusted to do these things, he is naturally a thoughtful person, and he has also secretly investigated what the new family master asked. Knowing that the new head of the family has a kind temperament and treats people regardless of whether they are high or low, he also got up and sat on the seat on the left side of Mo Ming.

He was about to speak, but his eyes were directed in the direction of the door. Mo Ming waved his hand, pushed the cup of tea poured in front of the middle-aged man in black, and then said, "Don't worry, Zhu Jiannan is gone, and those guards will also withdraw early." Within 300 paces of this house, there was no one but you and me. ”

After all, the middle-aged man in black came from the Mo family, and even if he was a martial artist, he was somewhat tainted with the habits of literati and inkmen. Just smelling the fragrance of tea, it is also refreshing, and I don't feel saliva secretion, and swallow saliva. He raised his teacup and took a sip, and his eyes lit up as if he had found a treasure.

Mo Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then joked: "Uncle Guan, you are like this, you say that you are a swordsman cultivated by the Great Grandmaster, I am afraid that people will think that I am making fun of him." ”

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Guan didn't seem to have heard Mo Ming's ridicule, but just urged: "Family master, hurry, hurry up." ”