About two or three days passed. According to what Changshiro said, those who came and went really brought two thousand carts of food over in the wind and snow, and the densely packed large area filled the open space of Horseshoe Lake.
"Chang Wei, come in and have a sip of hot tea." Xu Mu took the gold bar box and put it in Chang Wei's hand in front of him. He has always had a good impression of Chang Shiro's top horse.
Chang Wei put the gold bars away without any change in his expression. Without a word of reply, he turned around silently and was about to mount his horse and leave.
Xu Mu knew without guessing that Chang Shiro was probably warning something.
After riding for two or three miles, Chang Wei suddenly came back and stopped hesitantly in front of Xu Mu with a troubled expression.
"I asked Xiao Dongjia why he wanted to join the court. If Xiao Dongjia became dog officials, Brother Hu and Brother Sheng would also be dog officials. Should I kill them?"
"Your young master said it."
Chang Wei hesitated and didn't answer.
"When I enter the court, I am still a dog-killing officer." Xu Mu said calmly.
Chang Wei paused, showed a clean smile, and bowed to Xu Mu on horseback. Then he let out a "boo" and roared away from Horseshoe Lake with hundreds of people delivering food.
"Brother Mu, Xiao Changwei is no longer paying attention to anyone." Si Hu approached, his voice rarely becoming melancholy, "The man who invited me to a drink earlier was not familiar with me anymore, so I missed a meal." , I feel like I’m at a loss.”
Xu Mu nodded silently.
Not only Chang Wei, who knew martial arts, but also Chang Shilang, Zhao Qingyun, and even You Wencai, some of them walked to another side road.
"Si Hu, call Mr. Chen and the leader of the guards over."
…
"What do you mean by the boss, transport the grain to the village first?" Wei Feng was stunned, far from understanding what Xu Mu meant.
On the contrary, Chen Jiaqiao next to him squinted his eyes and nodded slightly.
"My boss, there will be no problem in the village over Shanxue. However, two thousand carts of grain must be divided into many batches at least."
Xu Mu nodded, "After the food is transported, Mr. Chen, you will lead two hundred people to guard the mountain hunting village. No matter whether it is an official army or an old bandit who has defeated the army, as long as they want to grab the food, they will use the knife immediately."
Daji was about to be in chaos, and he didn't want anything to go wrong at this time.
"Remember, when the time comes, don't follow the official road, take the path in the forest."
"Don't worry, boss."
"Wei Feng, please discuss the specific matters with Mr. Chen. Thank you for your help."
Wei Feng and Chen Jiaqiao clasped their fists.
Xu Mu turned around and walked away, looking up at the snow-colored sky, thinking that no matter what, it was almost time to move the villagers.
Even if you don't enter Shuzhou first, it will be safer in the village on the mountain hunting side.
It's a pity that the newly built Ma Ti Lake Village is a pity.
Shen walked to the lake shore, Xu Mu stood silently in the wind and snow, looking at the ice-covered lake, and fell into deep thought for a long time.
…
"In the late spring of the 18th year of Xingwu's reign in the Epoch Times, Xu Mu, a refugee, killed eight martial artists for no apparent reason in the wasteland outside Monan Town and abandoned their bodies in the wilderness."
"In Huaiyue, the 18th year of the reign of Emperor Xingwu in the Epoch Times, Xu Mu, a refugee, picked up a knife in the street and killed 109 good people in a narrow alley."
"In the eleventh month of the eighteenth year of the reign of Emperor Xingwu in the Great Ji Dynasty, Xu Mu, a refugee, colluded with the rebel Xiaer in an attempt to ambush the Beidi envoys in Changyang City."
In the official office of Chengcheng, an old official raised his head and looked at the man in front of him while writing.
"Fu Lieutenant, are there any more?"
"It's enough for him to die several times." You Wencai said with a sinister smile, "Blow the ink dry, and I'll have someone send it to Changyang City later."
"When the young Marquis leaves Changyang, he has no backing. Unlike me, he ultimately relies on his own ability to get to the position."
The old official smiled flatteringly and hurriedly followed the instructions.
"Fu Lieutenant, I heard earlier that he is the fourth-class Viscount."
You Wencai's expression showed no surprise, "It doesn't matter, cutting off the title and then killing him is just a matter of official documents."
"I also heard that the captain had an old relationship with him."
This sentence finally made Ju Wencai's expression change drastically. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped the old official until he screamed twice in pain and fell to the ground.
"Remember, I have nothing to do with this dirty man!"
The old official got up from the ground and nodded in agreement.
With a cold snort, Youwen wrapped himself in a fur robe and walked out of the official residence.
After the assassination of Li Mansion, the whole Chengcheng seemed to have suddenly become dead.
In the city, the originally arrogant Li Mansion turned into a shabby settlement. The officers and soldiers came and went, I don't know how many times they went, and then left in a hurry.
"Come on, take a few steps with me."
More than a dozen official servants stepped out of the official residence and followed You Wencai with knives.
"Who remembers where the Wang family and Fan family went?"
"The rich gentry, the rich gentry of Chengcheng!"
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"Lord."
"In this world, some people will go crazy, and some will ride the waves."
Two figures were sitting on the door post of the house, each raising their heads and looking at the snow in front of them.
"Wenlong, what do you think?"
"As I said before, my lord must gain a reputation this round. Judging from the current situation, it is still very beneficial to my lord."
"I have probably guessed the little marquis's plan." Jia Zhou sighed with a look on his face, "Throughout the ages, those who are small and powerful will usually not leave a way out."
"I never thought that the young Marquis would be like a gambler."
"Wenlong, what do you mean?"
Jia Zhou condensed his expression and said, "My lord, you must know that the entire inner city today, to say the least, is waiting for the young marquis to take action. The traitor in the court who coerces the emperor to disobey him is vicious, but he can He is not a mediocre person. The young Marquis is arranging the plan, and he is also arranging the plan. He is just waiting for the Young Marquis to take action and give him a name of rebellion. "
"The young emperor is jealous and his colleagues are alienated. The only one, the old Dingyuan Marquis and the unknown lord, is willing to fight with him in the national crisis."
"Rebels, defeated soldiers, Xia'er, a native of Beidi, a border general who tried to break up the soil and ennoble the princes. In addition, there is Chang Shilang in the inner city."
Xu Mu exhaled deeply. He could imagine how difficult it had been for the young Marquis in the past few years.
"If there is still a hero in the completely rotten Daji Dynasty, it is the young marquis. It can only be the young marquis."
"He is not saving a dynasty, but saving a country and a world."
"My lord, no matter what the principles are or the world, this time, I am waiting for my lord's fame to move the world."
Xu Mu also stood up steadily.
"Wenlong, I've been waiting."
"I knew it the first time I saw your lord. There is compassion in your lord's eyes, compassion for the world."
Xu Mu's expression was strange. Zhuge Laimei also said this.
"My lord, the wind and snow are getting stronger again."
"Wenlong, go back to the house."
"In the past two days, I have been able to straighten the scribe's robe. I just wait for one day to put it on and follow the lord out of the mountain."
"I have acquired Mr. Wenlong, and I am like a tiger with even more wings."
"It's someone who worshiped the lord and got his long-cherished wish."
…
"My teeth are sore."
On the balcony, Old Zhuge lamely took a sip of wine and spoke in disgust.
"Zhuge Lai, where is the sourness in this wine?" The old scholar didn't know why.
"You know nothing!"
Zhuge Fan smiled and cursed, then lowered his head and glanced at Xu Mu again, his brows and eyes filled with joy unconsciously.
