"Three princes, I, I will get up by myself." Ling Xueman turned her face away, avoiding Mo Qiming's sight, and got up from the ground. She wanted to scold him for being frivolous, but she couldn't scold him anymore, she was anxious. How should I conceal and answer him, "The third prince, I am the princess of the fourth prince. The only men I know are the brothers of the husband, you are a few of you, and there is only Liu Shaobai. He is my friend, how can I? Like you? My husband has a last life before his death, I have to keep his widowhood for his life, unless I die, so I really have no other thoughts, you can swear by me, if I have a man I like, let me The sky thunders..."
"Long Man! Don't swear... Don't say..." Mo Qiming felt a chill in her heart. She was like that night, she would rather suffer retribution for breaking her oath, and protect the man well, but he was finally reluctant to bear it. She had an accident. As long as it was not an accident made by him, he would not allow others to interfere with her, or God would punish her...
Ling Xue looked at Mo Qiming dumbfounded, and could not speak for a while.
Mo Qiming turned his body to the side, looking at the gurgling stream under the moonlight from a distance. His mind was chaotic, as if he had returned to the stream next to the nameless mountain on March 3rd. He sat in melancholy and calm all day. My eyes closed, but the corners of my eyes couldn't help being wet, mother, did you see it in the sky? Your son is always trapped by love, and he may lose everything because of this woman...
Between heaven and earth, there is silence.
For a long time, Ling Xueman frowned and turned to leave. He suddenly remembered what she wanted to ask, bit her lower lip in annoyance, and turned her head back and asked frankly: "Three princes, I have forgotten to ask you, Lantern Festival That night, I went to your carriage to help you get the medicine. What happened later? Where were you that night?"
"Huh?" Mo Qiming's heart tightened, and then he asked without changing his face: "Do you know what happened?"
"I'm asking you, I don't know, I just asked nonsense." Ling Xueman shook his head.
Mo Qiming sighed, his eyes darkened, "Long, long, something did happen that night, but it was suppressed by me. I didn't want to publicize it, and I kept investigating it in secret. That night, after we separated, wait for me to do it. After I rode back to the mansion, I didn’t see the carriage. Later, my men found the carriage outside the city. The coachman was killed. I think someone deliberately tried to assassinate me, but found that I didn’t ride the carriage and killed him. The coachman silenced."
"How could the carriage go outside the city?" Ling Xueman asked suspiciously.
"The coachman's parents live outside the city. He should have known that I don't need a carriage anymore, so he rushed to steal back home. As a result, he lost his life." Mo Qiming sighed again and sighed with emotion, "I Probably it has offended some people in the world. How can ordinary people dare to assassinate me?"
Ling Xueman blinked her eyelashes and recalled the scene that night. It seems that Mo Qiming didn't even know that she was easily dismissed by others, and it was true that the group of people was about to assassinate him, and she was unlucky enough to hit him. Face man...who is it? It seemed to be very fierce to her, but he didn't really attack her. The concubine said that the man didn't fuck her. He was a cruel enemy of the rivers and lakes, so why should he be merciful to her
Bewildered, I just listened to Mo Qiming slowly asking: "Manman, what do you ask these for?"
"It's okay, just ask." Ling Xue twitched the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a smile, "Three princes, then you will be more careful not to be targeted by the bad guys. I really want to go back."
"Okay, I'll send you back to the account." Mo Qiming nodded.
Ling Xue waved her hand hurriedly, "No, I will go back by myself. I will misunderstand if someone sees it."
"I will send you to the front and not send it. Do you think it will be delivered to your tent?" Mo Qiming glared, walked towards Hui Shilu, and said to Ling Xueman who was stupefied behind: "Snow" Immediately, he lifted her chin with one hand, and asked her to look at him, his lips had no pre-image, "Don't keep up? ""okay. "Ling Xueman returned to her senses and hurriedly followed. She only thought that she could not be alone so that the bad guy would look at her again, but she never expected that the bad guy would be by her side. However, this probably corresponds to that sentence. The dangerous place is the safest.
The night was deep, Ling Xueman returned to the tent, Chuntang Qiuyue asked roughly, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with her, so she didn't ask any more. After waiting for her to wash, they all rested separately.
But Mo Qiming stayed up all night.
At three shifts, Mo Qing sent a secret letter.
"Master, is there any news from the border?"
Mo Qiming raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Yes, Mo Junlin's army is trapped in the Ghost Valley. Nanzhao is now fighting back. Emperor Nanzhao has deployed another 200,000 troops to support him. Another state has been breached, and now Lei Yue and Mo Junlin have been besieged separately, the situation is deplorable!"
After a pause, Mo Qiming raised his head, his eyes cold as ice, "I also got a news that Mo Junlin has a lieutenant named Lin Mengqing! This is not a forest with Shuangmu, and Shuangmu has become empty again, once a three-life stone, and the moon shines. Just a few words, it's a coincidence too!"
"What? The master meant that this Lin Mengqing is the one we have been investigating without a trace?" Mo Qing said in shock.
"It's very possible!" Mo Qiming clenched his fists, a pair of eagle eyes as deep as pools and sharp as blades, staring at the tent curtain and snorted coldly: "The more he fought this battle, Nanzhao added 200,000 yuan. Great army, if the Ming Dynasty did not send the Erlu Marshal, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out! This time I do not need to write a letter from the king, I am afraid that the emperor wants to send General He in a hurry!
"Then, if General He wins, he would have done a great job and made a ready-made one. Master, this will be more beneficial to us!" Mo Qing was overjoyed.
"Naturally, but Mo Junlin now has a higher prestige in the army than Lei Yue. The soldiers highly respect him. This person is also the emperor’s secret guard. He is only loyal to the emperor. In the future, it must be our confidant. That suspicious Lin Mengqing!" Mo Qiming's cold breath hit the ink green, and his thin lips slowly vomited, "We must never let the two of them return to the capital alive. I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"
Mo Qing's face tightened, and he clasped his fist and said, "Yes, master, the slave understands!"
When the sun just rose above the horizon, Mo Yuming in the emperor's account woke up and asked in the first sentence: "Li Dehou, is there a memorial to send back to the border?"
"Return to the emperor, not yet, but I received a letter from the little master." Li Dehou lowered his voice, and after looking out for a few times, he took out a small tube from his sleeve and offered it with both hands.
Mo Yuming eagerly pulled out a small note from the tube, unfolded it, and was overjoyed, "God really helped me Da Ming!"
"The emperor, isn't the little master trapped in Ghost Valley? Has the battle changed?" Li Dehou asked in a low voice excitedly.
"Yeah." Mo Yuming nodded, holding back his excitement: "There is a strange man in Guigu, who is actually the younger brother of Master Han'er who has been missing for 40 years. Han'er said that with the help of that person, the battle of the valley is just around the corner. After going out of the valley, I went to relieve Lei Yue’s trapped siege, so that I could be as stable as Mount Tai, and he could hold down the letter of He. He was sure to win more with less."
"Congratulations to the emperor! I am hopeful that Daming will recover the mountains and rivers!" Li Dehou wept with joy.
Twenty days later.
Mo Yuming returned to Beijing with his team.
At the Palace of Jinluan, Mo Yuming read the Qianli Expedited Secret Music that he had just presented, and said with joy: "All Aiqing, the border has a good news, General Mo and Marshal Lei have joined forces. The siege of both sides has been resolved, and they will win. And the lost Cangzhou city has been retaken, and now the army is ready to attack the remaining two states. The triumphant triumph of the three armies is just around the corner!"
"Congratulations to the emperor! God bless me Daming!"
The monarch and ministers were excited, kneeling and shouting.
After the excitement, the Minister Zuo of the Ministry of War stepped forward and said, "The emperor, please send troops to support Marshal Lei. I heard that Nanzhao is now hoarding 400,000 troops, and our army has only 200,000 left. The disparity is doubled!"
"The emperor, the ministers are also invited to play, send General He as the Second Route Marshal to help Marshal Lei win an early victory, and the class will return to the court!"
"The emperor, the minister also meant this."
"emperor…"
"All the princes are safe and not dry!" Mo Yuming waved his hand, and his sharp eyes swept towards the civil and military officials. Marshal Erlu led his troops to the border. They could fight back the Nanzhao army with 200,000 troops. I don’t doubt about employing people, so I’ve been allowed to play. Now I’m going to transport 300,000 dans of grain and grass to the border. The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of War are three days away. Be prepared within!"
Mo Yuming glanced across the rows of ministers, fixed on the five sons in the front row, and said solemnly: "Fifth Lord Mo Qilin listens to the orders!"
"The son is here!" Mo Qilin stepped forward and knelt down.
"Three days later, you will transport the grain and grass to the border, and then you will fight with the army until the army wins, and you will return to the imperial court together!" Mo Yuming said.
"Yes, Erchen abides by the order!" Mo Qilin knelt down and kowtow without any comment.
A shadow flashed in Mo Qiming's indifferent eyes, but it was only a moment, and it returned to normal, so fast that it was almost impossible to capture.
Mo Qilin escorted the grain and grass to the border, and walked for more than two months. He even passed the Spring Festival on the road. When he arrived in Jinzhou, it was already the tenth day of the first lunar month.
At this time, Yushan Pass and Jinzhou were broken, and it was all in the hands of Daming. Daming’s lost ground was only in Fengzhou county, and the morale of the whole army was high. Once the victory was about to come, the second time Daming had to face Nanzhao, they Under the leadership of the god of war general Mo Junlin, he created a battlefield myth that wins more with less. How can you not be excited
However, what was even more exciting was that he heard Mo Junlin's voice, "Fifth Prince, has it been smoothly on the way to the border?"
The tone of this speech! Tone! Voice! It's so familiar!
Mo Qilin stepped closer and stood in front of Mo Qihan, his lips trembling constantly, and he couldn't make a complete sentence, "You, you...you are...yes...yes..."
"It's your fourth brother!"
Mo Qihan interrupted with a little laughter. He raised his face and smiled at the corners of his mouth. He watched Mo Qilin's face change a few colors in an instant, then staggered back, slammed into the shelf next to him, and grabbed quickly. He stayed on the shelf to stabilize his figure, but Jun's face was pale, staring in shock, and pointed at his face with fingers, "You, are you...really my fourth brother? Are you a human...or a ghost? ?"
Mo Qihan smiled. Amidst Mo Qilin's shocked and unbelievable face, he reached out to his ears and slowly lifted the mask, revealing the face that was enough to scare the world!
"Four brothers!"
Mo Qilin screamed out, and his body was shocked again. The brain was swiftly spinning among the sparks and flints, and the boss staring suddenly, "You, you are Mo Junlin! No, you are the fourth brother! No, right, right, right? Are you the real fourth brother or the ghost of the fourth brother?"
"During the day, do ghosts dare to come out?" Mo Qihan asked, raising his eyebrows.
Mo Qilin was sluggish for nearly a minute, with a stiff expression, staring at Mo Qihan until he reached out his hand and slowly touched Mo Qihan's face, touched the whole face again, and held Mo Qihan's hand again. Putting on his face, and then leaning over Mo Qihan’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, surprise suddenly appeared on his face, temporarily forgetting Ling Xueman, and said with great excitement: "There is temperature, there is The heartbeat is a living person, fourth brother, you, aren't you dead? Are you still alive?"
"Well, it's me, I'm not dead." Mo Qihan smiled softly, holding Mo Qilin's hand with his backhand.