Mo Yu closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the extra emotions in his eyes had disappeared. He looked at Goro and said, "You have been in the assassin organization for so many years. Do you know who he is or what his identity is?"
Goro thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know the exact number of his subordinates, but some people say that the Dark Lord was raised by the old Dark Lord since he was a child, and some people say that this organization was originally established by the Dark Lord himself."
"The organization's influence spreads across the three kingdoms. Many people have investigated the identity of the Dark Lord, but in the end, nothing was found."
Mo Yu nodded to show that he understood.
So he let Goro go down.
At night, Goro tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Thinking about what happened today, he felt uncomfortable.
Thinking that since I followed Mo Yu, I didn't find any friends around Mo Yu. Even Leng Jingcheng, who could chat with him for a while, approached him with ulterior motives.
Even Ge Luo's wife Zhang Yiyao was woken up by him.
She said in a hoarse voice, "My husband, why are you still awake at this time? Don't you have to get up early tomorrow to accompany the Marquis to the palace? What should I do if I don't have energy?"
Goro couldn't help but tell his wife what happened between Mo Yu and Huan Xuanxuan today.
Zhang Yiyao fell silent after hearing this, and then spoke after a while: "Husband, I don't quite understand what you men have to do, but since the Marquis did this, there must be a reason for it."
Goro nodded: "That's true. Although I am more than ten years older than the Marquis, I can't see through him at all. I worry too much. Yiyao, go to bed early!"
During this period, Mo Yu was hanging around the Censorate, the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Justice every day. He only stopped going when he was able to get the hang of them.
In the imperial study.
Leng Jingcheng was presenting the report of the mission, and Yi Jinyi nodded with satisfaction: "This is your first time to do a mission on your own, very good, go down!"
Leng Jingcheng bowed and took his leave.
I just happened to meet Mo Yu in front of the door.
As soon as Mo Yu saw Leng Jingcheng's relaxed expression, he knew that he had done a good job: "Congratulations."
Leng Jingcheng looked around and saw that there was no one else around, so he spoke with a little more intimacy: "All this is thanks to the Marquis."
Mo Yu nodded and walked into the imperial study.
Yi Jinyi was in a good mood when he saw Mo Yu coming in, and he smiled even more: "Mo Yu, you are here. Leng Jingcheng did a good job this time. It won't be long before he can be promoted to a higher position. It's really a waste of his talent to sit in such a small position."
Mo Yu nodded to show that he understood.
The Censorate is the core of a country. In the past, it was controlled by Yi Qingyu's people. Even if Yi Jinyi wanted to see any memorials, he had to ask Yi Qingyu for permission.
For an emperor, this was extremely unpleasant.
It's time to move on to the position of the current Chief Censor.
Even if the Chief Censor did not do anything wrong, who made him Yi Qingyu's man and how could he become the emperor
The tacit understanding between the two of them was getting better and better, and Mo Yu understood what Yi Jinyi meant with just an irrelevant sentence.
By the time Mo Yu returned to the Marquis' Mansion, it had already darkened.
Mo Bin came over with a letter in his hand, looking very energetic: "My Lord, this is the news from Qingzhou."
Mo Yu took it and looked at the white hair on Mo Bin's head: "Uncle Mo, is there a lot of things happening in the intelligence network recently? If you feel tired, you can take a rest."
This is the old man who fought on the battlefield with his father. He has been in the Marquis' Mansion for almost his entire life. It's time for him to take a break.
Mo Bin was originally in a good mood, but he immediately became unhappy: "My Lord, I know you are doing this for my sake. Although I am no longer young, my health is still good. It is better to have your own people in the intelligence network."
"It's no problem for me to help you for another twenty years. I'm still waiting for your Lordship to recreate the glory of the late Lordship and then surpass the late Lordship. Lordship, please don't say such things again in the future, otherwise Uncle Mo will be angry." Mo Bin said with a smile.
Mo Yu also chuckled: "Okay, I won't say it again in the future."
Only then did Mo Bin leave with satisfaction.
I didn't open the letter until I got back to the yard.
It was some time ago that Mo Yu asked someone to investigate about Huan Xuanxuan's lover.
Mo Yu looked at it seriously, after all, this was related to his relationship with Huan Xuanxuan.
The saying that even a hero can be tempted by a beautiful woman is not said in vain.
Judging from how much Huan Xuanxuan cares about him, she will definitely be influenced by him.
The first thing Mo Yu noticed was the word used in the letter, which was "he". It was not until now that Mo Yu knew that Huan Xuanxuan's lover was actually a man.
For some reason, Yi Jinyi's figure suddenly appeared in Mo Yu's mind.
He quickly shook his head to get rid of the figure in his mind.
Then I continued reading.
It was not until the end that I breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this man has no connection with Yi Qingyu. It can even be said that there is hatred between their ancestors.
The man's name is Huo Shaoyuan.
Huo Shaoyuan's grandfather used to be an official in the capital. For some unknown reason, he was demoted by Yi Qingyu and returned to his hometown in Qingzhou. Unfortunately, he died of heartbreak within a month.
Mo Yu felt relieved.
Huo Shaoyuan took over the business from his family and is quite capable.
I just don’t know since when Huan Xuanxuan has been following Huo Shaoyuan closely.
There was another sentence in it that made Mo Yu laugh and cry. He didn't expect Huan Xuanxuan to be so anxious that he hadn't caught up with him yet and was just following Huo Shaoyuan.
This was something Mo Yu had never expected, that someone who had always pursued freedom would one day be trapped by love and unable to move forward at all.
I don’t know what a brilliant person he is!
Mo Yu was in a really good mood today, so he asked someone to bring some wine. He hadn't drunk since that night with Yi Jinyi, so he was suddenly in the mood.
I don’t know how long I have been drinking alone, and my head is a little dizzy.
Mo Yu told himself in his heart that he couldn't drink anymore, staggered to his bed, threw himself on it, and fell asleep.
No one knows what Mo Yu dreamed about, only he himself knows.
When Mo Yu woke up the next day, he was suddenly stunned. His lower body was wet. Thinking about the erotic scene in his dream, under him was Yi Jinyi's pretty and lovely face.
Mo Yu's originally fair face suddenly turned red.