Mo Qianlan's heart pounded, and he almost lost all his strength. He asked Yin Bei to carry Zhao Shiheng on his back and follow him back, and then asked Mo Lingfeng to return to the fort. After this battle, the fort was actually safer.
He hugged Mo Lingfeng with all his strength, and the two of them cuddled together, dripping with blood: "Don't be afraid."
Mo Lingfeng had a pair of swollen walnut eyes. He was not afraid, but just sad and uncomfortable.
However, one day, news of the Battle of Zhangjiapu spread throughout Kuanzhou, the peace talks failed, and the imperial edict was killed. Zhang Gongfeng hurried back to Kyoto to inform His Majesty of the details of the peace talks.
Zhong Jiaqing also conducted a thorough investigation of these crossbowmen, but found that it was Qiang people pretending to be crossbowmen and ambushing them in Hengshan.
Jin Lu has been coveting bows and crossbows for a long time. After stealing the Fengdao last time, he also stole the slaves. The North and South workshops must be thoroughly investigated.
After Mo Qianlan buried Zhao Shiheng, he sat quietly in the study. After hearing the news brought back by Yin Bei, he sneered.
The emperor's move was to treat others with their own medicine.
The Mo family stole the Fengfeng Dao and placed people in the north and south workshops. The emperor used Jin Lu's name to kill him with a crossbow and picked him clean. He could also take the opportunity to rectify the north and south workshops.
The emperor even included the Mo family meeting in disrupting the peace talks - leaving them to suffer the consequences.
He asked Yin Bei: "Have you found out who made your majesty's sword and arranged the crossbowmen?"
"The girl said she was in charge of the army on the road," Yin Bei replied, "She has already taken care of it."
Mo Qianlan nodded with satisfaction.
He is not dead, and Mo Lingfeng is still alive. The emperor has played the chess game so that he can neither lose nor win. It is even more difficult to attack Mo Lingfeng next time.
There was no chance for peace talks anymore. Mo Lingfeng stayed in the fortress, surrounded by soldiers, and was safe.
Next, the emperor could no longer control Mo Lingfeng.
"Let Wu Jin come tonight. Shiheng is gone, so Wu Jin can be used."
"yes."
"How much you will pay each month will be decided by Grandma when she comes back."
"yes."
"Take some medicine."
Mo Qianlan stood up on his own without supporting Yin Bei, and stepped over the threshold. His eyes were pierced by the bright light outside, and his eyes suddenly blurred. The tight string in his mind was disconnected without warning, and he fell straight down. He fell to the ground, convulsing and unconscious.
"Uncle!" Yin Bei was stunned, "Go and invite Li Yitie!"
Mo Qianlan's epilepsy relapsed.
Li Yitie gave many warnings, but Mo Qianlan still failed to prevent the disease because of grief and hard work. Li Yitie secretly said that it was not good, it came so quickly, he did not check his pulse or use medicine, and only used a golden needle to prick his lifeline. Killed Mo Qianlan's life.
Although his life was saved, Mo Qianlan became a living dead.
There is no one in Mo Mansion anymore.
The news immediately leaked out with Qiu Yu and spread to every corner of Kuanzhou City.
Peeping and coveting eyes followed, and the silent and awe-inspiring Mo Mansion suddenly became turbulent and uneasy everywhere. Demons and monsters were eager to try and salivate at this behemoth.
Early the next morning after Mo Qianlan became ill, Yin Bei went out to Shishi Street.
Shishi Street is still as narrow and cramped as ever, with a sour smell. The debris piled on both sides is as high as the crumbling houses, but there is no smoke, and there are not a few people in sight. Walking along the way, I can hear sporadic crying.
What a sign of troubled times.
The road and the narrow gate were all familiar. With a creak, the door opened. Wu Yi was about to go to the cake shop with a bag of sugar in both hands. When he saw Yin Bei, he felt very familiar.
"Brother Wu, I am a follower of Envoy Mo Jiedu. Is your brother here?"
Wu Yi nodded: "Yes."
Then he turned and shouted at the door: "Brother! Someone is looking for you!"
There was no response from inside. Wu Yi raised his chin and moved closer to the door: "Go in by yourself. He is studying and can't hear anything."
After that, he took the two small bags of sugar and went to the cake shop to help.
Yin Bei stepped over the low threshold and immediately saw Wu Jin sitting in the courtyard.
In order to save lamp oil, he read in the dim light of the sky. He turned his back to the door and sat on a bench, facing a book on the square table. He sat upright and concentrated. The only spectators were huddled up on the roof. The tabby cat licked its paws in the cold wind, glanced at Yin Bei arrogantly and lazily, said "meow", and buried its head again.
Yin Bei called out: "Master Wu."
Wu Jin did not raise his head, and seemed to be deep in thought, motionless. Yin Bei stood beside him, waiting quietly.
After half a quarter of an hour, Wu Jin came out of his thoughts, closed the book, and was about to get up to change clothes and go to the bookstore. Suddenly he saw Yin Bei standing beside him, and he was startled: "When did Brother Yin come?"
He quickly gave in: "Please sit down quickly, I'll boil the water."
Yin Bei waved his hands, clasped his fists, and bowed his head to Wu Jin: "Master Wu, Jieduzhi has left his soul and is unconscious. The Mo family is in danger. I have no other choice but to come and ask you for help. Mr. Zhao left many I don’t know anything about business.”
His brain is strong enough to work hard and do odd jobs.
What's more, Mo Qianlan originally planned to let Wu Jin take over Zhao Shiheng.
Wu Jin was shocked, and after thinking for a moment, her face turned pale and she asked, "Does Miss Mo know?"
Yin Bei was even more at a loss: "Because of the Zhangjiabao incident, General Zhong wants to recapture Sanchuan Village. The girl is on the battlefield now. I don't dare to distract her. If the girl knows about it, I'm afraid it will be bad."
Wu Jin lowered his head, and the courtyard fell into deathly silence.
He knows the feelings between the Mo brothers and sisters better than anyone else.
The power of heaven is so powerful that it crushes the innocence and softness of the Mo brothers and sisters. They cling to each other and step on the bones and blood of their closest relatives. Their hair, skin, eyebrows, flesh and blood are from the same blood, and they are harmonious with each other. There is no such thing in this world. People love each other more than they do, and no calculation can alienate or separate them.
Only death is unpredictable and impossible to resist.
Wu Jin thought for a moment: "Brother Yin, I can handle some trivial matters, but I'm afraid I won't be able to handle big things. Magistrate Cheng and Jiedushi are sworn friends."
Yin Bei didn't need to answer, he didn't say anything further.
Magistrate Cheng has a large family and is in the officialdom. He knows that he is powerful and has to avoid suspicion.
At this point, he knew that Yin Bei was desperate and he could not retreat.
"I'm going to get an umbrella." Wu Jin looked at the sky. There was no sunlight in the early morning, only dark clouds. "I'll go to the bookshop first to say goodbye, and then I'll follow you."
The two of them took umbrellas and rushed to the bookstore. He took the unfinished documents in the bookstore with him and sent them to him after they were finished.
When the bookstore arrived at Mo's Mansion, the rain had not yet fallen, but the air was already filled with water vapor. The front door of Mo's Mansion was very busy, and it was full of boys who came to deliver greetings. Under the stone steps, there were still a few people standing in person. Come and meet me.
Wu Jin glanced over and immediately saw a familiar face - Liu Boyu.
After seeing it, the two of them walked around to the corner gate and entered the house through the corner gate.
As soon as he entered the mansion, he was a little surprised. He had never thought that Mo Mansion was in such a state of decline and had no popularity at all. The flowers and plants in the garden were all withered and had not been replaced. The servants had lost their control and were sneaky. All the movements seemed like Minions from the outside world.
Step by step, he struggled to look back.
He must be strong-minded to avoid being swallowed by this whirlpool.
(End of chapter)
