The word "adopted father" declares Zhu Mo's special status in the Jin king's faction.
In other words, compared to Minghong, who was the so-called celebrity of the dynasty recently under King Feng, Zhu Mo was obviously closer to King Jin.
Along the official road, people's hearts are full of dangers.
When necessary, any high-ranking prince or general who holds great power can turn around and push his usual confidants into the fire pit with peace of mind to achieve the overall situation.
Therefore, Zhu Mo knew very well that even if what he did today seemed to be a bit excessive, it was impossible for Prince Feng to completely break up with his adoptive father for the sake of a close servant without being reasonable.
Of course, it was not Zhu Mo who revealed his identity as the adopted son of King Jin that shocked all the Xue Family Army soldiers present.
The main reason is that when Zhu Mo, the leader of the White Tiger Camp, exuded soaring power, there were more than a thousand White Tiger soldiers behind him. Although they did not raise their swords to shout or even take a breath, they felt an indescribable suffocating feeling. , but like heavy peaks, they are really pressing on Xue Jiajun's heart.
This is a fierce military spirit accumulated over many years on the bloody battlefield.
If there is a "military way" in this world similar to the way of swordsmanship, sword way, and spear way, then the 800,000 Shen family troops must be the best in this world and this way, and no one can surpass them!
Gazes full of contempt swept across the Xue Jiajun, Zhu Mo felt contempt in his heart, turned around and shouted lightly:
"Sir White Tiger, listen to your orders."
More than a thousand white-armored men clenched their fists to their chests, and the sound of impact was like thunder on the ground, uniform, deafening and heart-shaking.
"promise!"
"Pojun, take a few people to find the two prostitutes in the camp, and find some of King Feng's soldiers to provide evidence. Ask them to write down the causes and consequences of where they are today. Be sure to detail everything."
Xia Hougong knew that Zhu Mo was preserving evidence to prevent King Feng from confusing right and wrong and reporting the imperial edict of King Jin in front of the royal family.
Although his own King Jin had long been tired of hearing the complaints and abuses of those young people in the temple, this time he was one of the nine kings of Kyushu after all. In order to avoid trouble, and also to give the imperial family a step that could convince both sides, he left Evidence is undoubtedly an indispensable part.
As for finding a few Xue family soldiers to prove it, it is easier to figure it out. The nine kings of Kyushu, in the overall situation, it seems that the eight kings are against the king of Jin. In fact, the eight kings do not have a deep friendship with each other, at least on the surface. That's the case, otherwise it would be suspected of forming a clique for personal gain. The royal family of the imperial capital would definitely not allow such a situation to happen.
Therefore, except for Shen Wanjun, who has never left Jinzhou since the peace of the world, the other eight kings seem to have no contact with each other and do not cause trouble to anyone. In fact, as long as there are more than two parties under the eight kings, When people and horses do the same thing, they will always try to find some excuse for the other party. If the Eight Kings let this go, aren't their thoughts clear enough?
The royal family of the imperial capital is also aware of this, or should be happy to see such a situation, but as the holders of imperial power who are in charge of the world and stabilize the country of Jiuzhou, when encountering such conflicts between kings, they naturally have to be absolutely of fairness and justice.
And calling several Xue family soldiers to prove it was Zhu Mo's powerful move to not give Prince Feng a quibble afterwards, which was a deliberate frame-up.
After arranging the matter of retaining the certificate, Zhu Mo said to the other White Tiger soldiers:
"The remaining people, go to the camp's grain depot to count the grain and grass. Remember, we are only allowed to take what we deserve every month. If anyone dares to take an extra grain of grain, don't blame me for not caring about brotherhood and cutting him off cleanly. claws."
After following Zhu Mo for a long time, no one knows the temperament of this White Tiger General better than the 50,000 White Tiger Soldiers.
If someone steals something, chopping off the hands is considered the most brotherly punishment method.
If it were anyone else, the outcome would be worse than death.
After the order was issued, the White Tiger soldiers immediately took action in an orderly manner.
Zhu Mo was not idle either. After the crowd dispersed, he immediately looked around, and finally focused on the old man in cotton-padded clothes not far away who was walking with wine. He put on a smile that showed a sinister look even though he was sincere in his heart, and took two steps in three steps. Step forward to greet him.
"My little boy, Zhu Mo, meet Mr. Qian!"
Zhu Mo ignored the existence of the White Tigers and the soldiers of the Xue family, walked quickly to Lao Qian and bent his knees to kneel down.
Seeing this, Lao Qian threw out a burst of zhenqi, lifted Zhu Mo up from the air, and said with a smile:
"From top to bottom in Prince Jin's palace, you are the best person. Okay, I know you have this heart."
Although Lao Qian refused to let him kneel down, Zhu Mo continued to kneel down after being helped up by him.
"I regard my adopted father as my biological father, and I have treated Shen Liang as my biological brother since I was a child. However, due to an upcoming order, I have no choice but to leave home for twenty years. I cannot fulfill my filial piety, and I cannot protect my adopted brother's life with my poor skills. Others Maybe you don’t know, but the younger generation has a clear mind. If Mr. Qian hadn’t always been with his adopted brother, no matter how thorough his adoptive father’s secret arrangements were, there would be no guarantee that Shen Liang would be unscathed. Zhu Mo will definitely remember this kindness in his heart. !”
Lao Qian met Shen Wanjun earlier than Xu Longyi, Zhu Mo and others, but they were only a few years apart. It can almost be said that Lao Qian watched the four adopted sons and daughters of Shen Wanjun grow up.
After so many years, including Shen Liang, who was always "tangled" with Lao Qian, and the more than 10,000 people in Prince Jin's Mansion, as well as the officers and soldiers of the Shen family army who often went in and out of Prince Jin's Mansion, no one had ever seen Lao Qian take action.
So that since a very young age, Shen Liang had always regarded Lao Qian as an old liar who fed Shen Wanjun the ecstasy soup. Only then was he able to sneak into the palace and eat and drink for more than 20 years.
But the four Zhu and Mo, who were all guided by Lao Qian's martial arts, grew up and understood why their adoptive father felt most at ease only if he placed this old man next to his adopted brother.
Lao Qian must be a master and didn't run away.
However, no one in the palace who has ever seen him actually take action knows how high he is.
Having said that, Zhu Mo's extreme respect for Lao Qian was a sincere gratitude based on his martial arts cultivation. If Lao Qian was just a simple master, Zhu Mo would be far from being a general who would kneel on his knees.
Look at old money again.
Looking down at one of Shen Wanjun's adopted sons, who was kneeling at his feet, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even though he had had more money than this little Heitan for decades, there were always many moments when he felt that among the four adopted sons and daughters of Shen Wanjun... , this kid himself is the one who can’t see through it the most.
It seems that this little black charcoal is not only black on the surface of the body, but also has a bottomless "black heart".
After a while, Lao Qian recovered his thoughts, raised his right foot, and landed lightly on the ground. Although there was not even a speck of dust under his feet, it shook Zhu Mo, who was wearing armor, from the ground!
Zhu Mo had long been accustomed to Lao Qian's little flashes of his hand. After stretching his legs in mid-air, he stood firmly on the ground.
At the right time, Lao Qian swept past Cao and Zheng, who had died at the hands of Xia Hougong and Zhu Mo, not far away. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed:
"I told you that these wolf cubs raised by Shen Wanjun are not easy to deal with. Why do you have to risk your own life? Alas! They are all short-lived!"
