If Moxian County to Jinling is in a hurry at an ordinary speed and stops, more than 200 miles, it will take a day to touch, if there are women, children and the elderly, there is more rest time, then it will be counted separately.

Although the old man of the sword is old, his body and bones are not comparable to that of ordinary young martial artists, and it stands to reason that he can travel quickly and quickly, and it will not take a day to estimate from Moxian to Jinling. But the problem is that as soon as the old man of the sword left Tianshui Villa, the business followed his peers, and the time spent can be imagined.

When the old man arrived in Jinling City, it was already late at night, and the soldiers guarding the city were tired when they saw that one person and one horse were tired, and the horse looked like a good horse, how could a person so old come to Jinling City in such a hurry.

The old man took out the Mo family brand, and the soldiers defending the city naturally recognized it, and symbolically checked their identities, and asked some irrelevant questions before letting them go.

Jinling City is not allowed to ride horses at night, and it will cause a lot of trouble when you encounter people from the city patrol department. Jian Lao had to lead a tired horse and hold a cowhide map to find a place to go in the huge Jinling City, what he wanted to go to was not the Jinling Palace, but the mansion of Zhong Xihou, the lord of the Western Land, in Jinling City.

It took more than an hour, and he was afraid that in another hour or two, when the sky should be white, he arrived at his destination.

Gently slamming the door, the old man guarding the door rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "It's so late at night, dare to ask which distinguished guest is coming to the door?"

Jian Lao also knew that visiting in the middle of the night was disturbing other people's dreams, and it was also rude.

He said in a respectful voice: "Old man, I may inform the Hou Ye that the old man outside the door is called the sword elder." ”

As soon as I heard that I was looking for my master, so late at night, the old man guarding the door didn't want to disturb my master, and was about to deal with a few words, when the outsider continued to speak.

"Don't be afraid, if the old man hears that it is the old man and the old sword, he will not blame. I have a few taels of silver here, and my husband will take it to buy some food and drink for the family after opening the door. ”

When the old man heard that there was a piece of silver, his eyes lit up, and the sleepy insect was strangled to death. But he still didn't open the door, after all, it was late at night.

Jian Lao knew that it was really inappropriate to let the old man open the door late at night, and then said: "The old man might as well help pass the word after dawn, and the old man is waiting outside the door." ”

The old sword tied his horse to a nearby tree, and he curled up in the corner of the gate to rest for the night. But after a stick of incense, the vermilion lacquer door was opened from the inside.

I saw Zhong Xihou wearing a dress and carrying an oil lamp standing behind the threshold, and when he saw Jian Lao like this, he couldn't help but wonder, and then hurriedly welcomed him into the door.

Jian Lao originally planned to talk to Zhong Xihou, but this black-faced man wanted Jian Lao to go to the wing room to rest first, but he couldn't be stubborn, so he had to follow the host.

Maybe it's because of the hard work of the road, the old bones can't endure this kind of hardship, and the biological clock that woke up at the end of the day was born until the sun was shining.

Pushing open the door of the house, she called a maid to bother her and took her to the place of Zhongxihou.

Zhong Xihou looked at the letters in the study at this time, these letters were sent from the west, first to Qu Tianqin, and then after being read by the King of Tricks, they were screened out before being handed to Zhongxihou.

It's strange that the wild people of the West Barbarians are not invading, but the strange thing is that the sand bandits that have been rampaging in the Ossis Desert recently are interesting. In the letter, Zha Lao also speculated that this group of sand bandits was well-trained, well-armed, and equipped with crossbows, or the border army of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

How could those guys in Northern Qi suddenly come to cause trouble, this is a bit abnormal, and those who usually owe clean up are either Western barbarians or wandering sand bandits.

Zhongxi Hou was thinking about it, the door was knocked, he didn't have to think about it, the person who came must be the old sword. After putting away all the letters, he answered, and let the old man push the door in by himself.

Jian Lao pushed open the door, crossed the threshold and bowed to Zhong Xihou, who also stood up from the Taishi chair and returned the salute with his fists.

"How could Jian Lao come to Jinling City late at night?"

Elder Jian smiled, and then said, "The old man thought that the Zhong City Lord would ask why he didn't go to the Forbidden City first, but came to your mansion to disturb him. ”

Zhong Xihou laughed and said, "Where did you come from, a senior like Jian Lao will come, and he will shine." In the future, if Jian Lao goes to the West, then he can be well entertained. ”

Jian Lao also nodded again and again, happy, and he was not ready to be polite anymore, and went straight to the point: "Zhongcheng Lord, the old man has a lot of things to do when he comes out this time, so he will talk about things directly." ”

Zhongxi Hou invited Jian Lao to the tea table, but unfortunately this black-faced man was clumsy, and he couldn't move as gracefully as Zang Yan. Jian Lao couldn't stand it anymore, and motioned to Zhongxi Hou to change seats with him, sat down in the main seat, and began to make tea skillfully.

During this period, Jian Lao also nodded again and again, praising this old white tea with a year of pure flavor and fragrance, and he has a good mouth today.

After drinking a cup of tea, Jian Lao finally began to talk about things, and said, "Zhongcheng Lord, do you know what kind of character your little junior brother is?"

Zhong Xihou was curious, he hadn't asked this sword elder what the relationship was with the Baiyun Fairy, this sword old man first asked himself if he knew the origin of Ying Ruge. Zhong Xihou smiled, a little sinister, and asked: "The little junior brother is naturally the descendant of the Baiyun Fairy, and the sword elder will have the white cloud swordsmanship, so dare to ask the sword elder and the little junior brother, what is the relationship?"

Zhong Xihou was slightly stunned, then laughed, and then said: "When I came to find the Zhong City Lord today, I was naturally going to open the skylight to speak." Don't hide it from the middle city lord, the white cloud fairy, is the old man's own daughter, what does lingering Ruge have to do with me, the middle city lord should also understand. ”

This answer was something that Zhong Xihou didn't expect, but then he thought about it, and he understood it. He once thought that it was the master Yan Xiao who took Ying Ruge away from the Mo family, but he would never have thought that it was someone from the Mo family who sent the little junior brother out of the Mo family.

"Then does Master Hou know what the identity of Yingruge is?"

Zhong Xihou smiled, he also thought it was funny, and he said that he opened the skylight, and Jian Lao still spoke like this, which was also helpless. Zhongxi Hou took a sip of tea and said, "The descendants of the White Cloud Fairy, the disciple of the master Yan Xiao, the ghost master of the Dusk Han Building, and the other young master of the Mo family that no one knows. ”

Saying the last sentence, the light in Zhong Xihou's eyes shot directly at Jian Lao, and Jian Lao couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it. But then, Jian Lao also laughed and took a sip of tea, but because he had just laughed, the tea soup was in the mouth, and he couldn't help choking a few times, and it took a while to feel comfortable.

"It seems that the relationship between the middle city lord and the brother of Yingruge is really not bad, otherwise how could he know such a secret. ”

Zhong Xihou just shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said, "But to this day, this little junior brother has never called me a senior brother." There is one thing, it is really unclear, the little junior brother is so talented, to put it mildly, I am afraid that it is Mo Ming, the current young owner, no, the current sword master is. I'm afraid that Mo Ming can't compare to my little junior brother, but such a monster, how can the Mo family be willing to send him away from the Mo family?"

Hearing Zhong Xihou ask like this, Jian Lao's eyes were full of helplessness, and then he said bitterly: "If the master mother doesn't send Xiao Ruge away from the Mo family, then Xiao Ruge will only face death." ”

Zhong Xihou immediately looked cold, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why?"

Jian Lao wanted to say but didn't know how to speak, took a sip of tea, and then said: "The Mo family has always had a secret since ancient times, every generation will give birth to a pair of twin sons, but the people on the rivers and lakes have only seen one person. ”

"Because of another, birth has become a sacrifice?"

Knowing that the sword elder was not good to speak, Zhongxi Hou spoke for him. But then Zhong Xihou really didn't understand, and asked: "Even if there is only one person in the Mo family's sword, if the other person is a shadow, isn't it also a choice?

Jian Lao's face was bitter, his voice was already trembling, and he said: "Zhongcheng Lord, have you ever thought about it, my Mo family master, or one ancestor after another, which one is not an extremely talented and romantic person. Although Ming'er is also a dragon and phoenix among people, compared with his ancestors, it is no different from a horse and a wild donkey. ”

"Is this because Yingruge is still alive?"

Jian Lao nodded, shook his head again, Zhong Xihou was confused, but fortunately, Jian Lao explained, and listened to him: "If Xiao Ruge was gone when he was born, Ming'er would be like his father, Fengyun I." But more than 20 years have passed, even though Xiao Ruge is dead now, Ming'er is still the same Ming'er as before, and there will be no change. The internal reason involves the secrets of the Mo family, so it is not good to talk more about the city lord of Zhong. ”

Zhong Xihou nodded, expressing understanding, and then asked, "That sword elder came to look for it today, what is the matter?"

At this time, Jian Lao stood up with both hands and clenched his fists, and was about to kneel down the next moment, but Zhong Xihou glanced at it, but he didn't move. But for some reason, in the room where the doors and windows were not opened, the wind suddenly rose, and no matter how Jian Lao urged, there was always a resistance that made him unable to kneel.

"The sword elder is better than my father-in-law, if he really kneels, he will really break my Zhongxi Hou's life. If it's related to the little junior brother, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Jian Lao wanted to kneel and couldn't kneel, so he had to give up and sit back in his seat.

"Zhongcheng Lord, Xiao Ruge didn't know what method he used, and stuffed half of his Qi Yuan into Ming'er's body. His sacrifice can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the Mo family. The matter of the sword elder begging the city lord, if Xiao Ruge still wants to protect the Mo family with his life in the future, he must stop it. ”

Zhong Xihou was surprised that people's Qi Yuan could still be stripped away and used by others. He didn't understand even more, Jian Lao was a member of the Mo family, and his loyalty to the Mo family didn't need to be said. But why did Yingruge want to protect the Mo family, but asked him to stop it?

"Lord Zhongcheng may wonder why I, an old man, insist on driving this out, what should be beneficial to the Mo family. Xiao Ruge has done enough, he should enjoy his life, and he shouldn't work hard for it because of some bullshit. ”

Zhongxi Hou supported his forehead, sighed, and said, "Well, since the teacher is out of the same family, Lone will naturally protect him." Dare to ask, Jian Lao's trip this time will not be for such a promise, right?"

The old man laughed, and then said: "Naturally not, after noon, the old man still has to go to the Forbidden City, to find His Royal Highness, and say something." ”

"Oh, is that so?" Zhong Xihou took another sip of tea, wanted to ask but felt inappropriate, hesitated again and again, and finally gave up, and continued, "I won't ask Sword Elder for this purpose. It's just a sentence, life is in the world, and only when you live is you qualified to do something. ”

Jian Lao's expression did not change, but he just said again and again, "Drink tea, drink tea".

In the following time, most of the sword elders were asking Zhong Xihou about the lingering song, and Zhong Xihou said what he knew that should be said, and naturally did not say a word. This old man laughed when he heard it, such as Yingru Song being energetic, or being kind to Qin Yue'er, etc. I can also frown when I heard that Yingruge was seriously injured in the West, and when I heard Yingruge using the pseudonym Linghu Changkong to challenge nine deaths and one life, etc., I also frowned.

After lunch, the old man took the horse that was in a different spirit from last night and left.

King Wei asked Zhongxi Hou: "Master Hou, this Mo family seems to be unusual. ”

Zhong Xihou nodded, and then said, "It doesn't matter if it's unusual or not, Gu is curious, why didn't Sword Elder have a killer today?"

King Wei frowned slightly, and asked, "The slave family has never felt the killing intent, why would the Hou Ye say this?"

Zhongxi Hou laughed, and then said: "Jian Lao's cultivation is like one or two Hongmeng, if it is just like this, it is mediocre." But if, he is the same as Lone, this cultivation is just an appearance, if he really kills, Lone will also have a headache. ”

"I take the liberty of asking, what did this Mo family talk about with Hou Ye?"

"It's also interesting, I visited in depth, and I just asked something related to the little junior brother. You say, if he just said this, would he attach so much importance to it? Don't think too much, since this sword elder has expressed his intentions, Lone will naturally fulfill his promise. ”

The Marquis of Zhongxi didn't say more, and the king didn't ask more, and then the two went to the study to talk about the situation in the city of the west and the city.

Jian Lao got out of Zhongxihou's house and rode to the Forbidden City, this Mo family's brand is also easy to use, all the way is smooth, and no one stops him.

Although it was easy to enter the Forbidden City, it took a whole afternoon to wait for Zhu Jiannan, and even the old white tea was changed twice. When it comes gradually, it's almost time for dinner.

Although there is a big gap in identity, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jinling City is still very respectful to the old man of the Mo family.

"How could Jian Lao suddenly come to Jinling City today, if he had said it earlier, Xiao Wang would have arranged the time, so as not to make Jian Lao Kong wait for such a time. ”

When Jian Lao heard Zhu Jiannan say this, he felt bored in his heart, but his expression was still kind, and his voice was also respectful, and he said: "The old man came to visit suddenly, and I hope His Royal Highness the Prince will forgive me." ”

Zhu Yanan smiled slightly, began to pour the tea residue that began to light in color, and then asked people to take out an unpainted red pine box from the cabinet. When the wooden box was opened, a smell of medicine and fragrance immediately wafted out.

Jian Lao will drink some wine, but he doesn't have that hobby, more often all kinds of good tea, but it will make him like an alcoholic Fan addiction who wants to drink it so much. If you can drink the third brew, it will be the best.

Zhu Jiannan acted skillfully, and quickly filtered the tea, and then the tea fragrance of the first brew of old white tea filled the entire room. Zhu Jiannan straightened a cup, poured a cup, raised it and took a sip slightly, feeling that the concentration was warm and appropriate, and nodded with satisfaction. Then he straightened another cup, poured a cup, and asked Xiao Lei on the side: "Do you want to drink a cup?" This is the old tea that Yucheng entered, and it is difficult to buy it with silver. ”

Seeing that Lei Niu was silent, Zhu Yanan sighed slightly, and then picked up the cup that had been poured with a tea tong and poured the tea soup. He straightened another cup, poured it to about eight points full, and then pushed it in front of the sword elder.

Some of the movements of the sword elder naturally also saw it in his eyes, but others were addicted to alcohol, but this sword elder was a tea addiction, he picked up the cup and took a sip slightly. The tea soup is still a little hot, the taste is good, but this first brew of tea is stronger, if you can drink the third brew of tea, think of that sweet will also make the mouth full of tea fragrance.

Zhu Jiannan drank all the tea in his cup, and then began to pour the tea again, he opened his mouth and asked: "I don't know what happened when Jian Lao came to the palace?"

After all, his eyes kept on the cup, but despite staring, the tea was still overflowing.

Jian Lao didn't speak, he still drank the tea one by one, and didn't put down the cup until the last sip was gone. According to his age, Jian Lao is an elder, but Zhu Jiannan is the son of the king of Jinling, and his identity is naturally more noble. Jian Lao made a fist with his left hand and was about to lightly tap the tea table, but before the back of his finger touched the tea table, he paused.

Then Jian Lao directly flipped the teacup over and placed it on the tea table.

Jian Lao smashed it, smashed it, good tea is not enough to drink, but after all, he is not here to drink tea. The journey to Jinling City was tired and he didn't think much about it, but after a conversation at the mansion of Zhongxi Hou, he changed his mind. When he arrived at Jinling Palace, he was not strong-willed, but drinking tea alone in the afternoon was enough for him to think, and he finally decided to give it a go.

The old sword sighed, and when this breath came out, the old sword breath dispersed, and the old state was completely gone.

I heard his cold voice and said, "The old man came to Jinling to kill His Royal Highness." ”