This long-standing right and wrong, for Mo Lingfeng, is a disaster that can be understood from a limerick written by a businessman or a scolding in a tabloid.
After listening to what Mo Lingfeng said, Yu Muqing suddenly realized that Mo Lingfeng had recruited many Yuezhou recruits last year.
However, for Zell, there are twists and turns that I can't figure out.
He looked troubled, guessing the innumerable connections between the officials, but in the end he thought of the fish that the soldier didn't eat.
He has never been an official or rich. He is the same ordinary person as this soldier. If he is also in this big water, he is either a fish eater or a fish eater.
But he knew that such governance would surely erode the people's loyalty to the emperor and turn to those who accepted them.
He looked up at Mo Lingfeng and felt that Mo Lingfeng had cast a dragnet in Kuanzhou - not just in Kuanzhou, but maybe in the world. Her eyes were watching every move in the world through something. Once anything good happens to her, she will take action immediately.
This feeling made Zell very uncomfortable, and at the same time there was a faint feeling of fear.
It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but that he didn't know what kind of prey he was in Mo Lingfeng's net and where he would be used.
He never thought that he was just an embellishment on Mo Lingfeng's network.
Heat penetrated into the room little by little with the open door, and his wounds began to feel hot and itchy. The dust and grass clippings on the beans floated in the beam of light and kept flying.
Mo Lingfeng sat against the light, and his body and the shadow turned into a huge black predator and landed on Zell.
Several wild geese were heard outside the house, which pulled Zell out of this creepy feeling. He gathered his mind, lowered his head, looked at his legs, and said bluntly: "If you don't kill me, I won't obey you." , how can we surrender without avenging our father and brother's revenge?"
Mo Lingfeng watched him move his head, and the pigtails all over his head moved with him. He found it very interesting. Before he spoke, he laughed.
Then she stood up and told the Nomad Lord: "Carry him out and take a look."
The Nomad Qing responded and squatted in front of Zell. Regardless, he grabbed his hands, pulled him onto his back, and then stood up with him on his back.
Zell's severed leg was in excruciating pain when he moved it. He immediately gritted his teeth and groaned. He lowered his injured right hand and tightly held Nomad Qing's shoulder with his left hand. He followed Nomad Qing out of the house with his eyes.
The sun was scorching outside and the back camp was very busy.
The water is boiling in the big pot, and the white steam is boiling. Several soldiers are slaughtering the sheep, and the sheep's blood is flowing steamingly. The gangsters are gathering around the two large yellow sand vats to fish out dried vegetables, and the firewood choppers are also chopping them. Sweating profusely, there were a few big soldiers who specialized in doing chores, such as grinding salt, making meatballs, cooking fires, and fanning.
Zell let the heat steam away, and sweat dripped down his chest and back. Mo Lingfeng walked all the way out. As he walked, he turned back and asked him: "You speak Chinese very well. Who taught you?"
Zell reluctantly said, "My mother."
He stayed in that bean hut for less than two days, and he felt like he would never see the light of day again. Now when he came out, the first thing he looked at was not the fortress, but the sky.
The weather is fine and the sky is clear.
Mo Lingfeng turned around and asked him: "Your mother-in-law is Han, why don't you become a familiar household in Kuanzhou?"
Zell's eyes fell on her face, only looked at her for a moment, and immediately looked away.
Mo Lingfeng under the sun clearly pierced into his eyes. His beauty was unconcealed, his eyes were dazzling, and his aura was hidden in his dark eyes. They were quiet and noble, and even his eyelashes were astonishingly thick. Read the book
He had never seen such a beautiful girl, and his heart beat hard.
Nomad Qing immediately noticed something strange about him, and immediately bumped him up hard, causing him to groan and his heart almost stopped beating.
After feeling the pain, Zell calmly answered Mo Lingfeng's question: "My mother died early, and there was no one to lead the way."
He added: "I can't get to Kuanzhou even if I have someone to guide me. The house is small, like a cage, and there is nowhere to go."
After that, he looked around - he had been to Kuanzhou,
However, having never been to Bao Village, Jin Lu used the three villages of Sanchuan, Huaiyuan and Dingchuan to guess the situation in Gaoping Village and thought it was nothing more than that. However, when Zell looked around, he saw that there was plenty of food and grass, rows of houses, and neat and wide streets. A heavily fortified town.
In the afternoon, the scorching sun shone brightly on the roof tiles. The soldiers were in an orderly manner, drinking horses, practicing, riding and shooting, and competing. The Detachment of Women, which had surprised them many times, was not slacking off. Their spears were shining with silver and should not be underestimated.
He looked around in surprise, and when he reached a shady place in the village, he suddenly felt that the place was very solemn.
The door pillars are all painted black, and four white paper lanterns are hung in the corridor. A row of elm trees is planted on the wall in front of the door.
Two soldiers wearing soap-colored embroidered shirts stood at the door. Seeing Mo Lingfeng approaching, they immediately stood up and saluted, then opened the door and stepped aside.
Mo Lingfeng's expression became solemn and solemn, he straightened his clothes and crossed the threshold.
Nomad Qing also calmed down and walked in.
After passing the front yard of the gate, Mo Lingfeng walked up the stone steps and walked into the second hall. In the middle of the second hall, there was an unmarked tablet.
In front of the memorial tablet, there are long-lasting oil lamps, incense burners, fruits, and drinks. Mo Lingfeng went to the bottom of the incense table and took three incense sticks. He lit the incense on the oil lamp sideways, and then made a "protecting" posture with his left and right hands, holding the incense flat on his chest. After bowing three times, he placed a handful of incense in the furnace and said in his heart: "Feed the soldiers who died in the war."
After offering incense, she went out from the door on the right side of the second hall and continued to the back.
Zell was confused and didn't know what Mo Lingfeng was up to. However, after the second meeting, he immediately understood.
Behind the second hall, there are many black coffins, neatly arranged, like a queue. In front of each coffin, there is a brazier filled with burned ashes. When the wind blows, the remaining ashes are turned over, revealing a few corners that have not been burned. paper money and ingots.
Life and death are exposed to everyone through this thin layer of coffin.
Zell was suddenly stunned.
When he was on the battlefield, he had collected corpses, buried them on the spot, or burned them, but he had never been so shocked - Mo Lingfeng gave the soldiers who died in battle the last respect, so that they did not have to expose their corpses in the wilderness, with no bones left. receive.
A man in a long gown hurriedly came out, bowed his hands, and said respectfully: "General, the list of soldiers who died in this battle has been distributed. Do you want to take a look?"
Mo Lingfeng stretched out his hand to touch the nearest coffin and softened his voice: "No need, everything remains as usual."
The old man in long gown responded quickly.
Mo Lingfeng took back his hand: "Go and do your business."
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The courtyard fell silent again. Mo Lingfeng did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood quietly for a long time. After a while, he turned back to Zell and said, "The two countries are at war. There is no family feud, only national hatred."
Zell knew that he was a fish in the net, and everything Mo Lingfeng did was to undermine him, but he still remained silent.
His family feud is not worth mentioning in this protracted war.
