On the third day after Gu Jiao and Muchan and others had been drinking, the elder Mu's son took the blame and resigned. It is said that a murder case was committed by his subordinates. play.
Shangguan Yan is right.
In addition, there was a flood in the south, and the Mu family donated 5 million taels of silver to help the victims.
This is emptying the house.
The Mu family didn't have that much cash on hand, so they could only use the farms, shops, and the family's major properties to pay for it.
Donation has a good reputation, but in fact it is no different from ransacking a home.
Muchan sat in his room, and the guards came and went to carry valuables in the room.
"Hey! This can't be moved!" His servant stopped a guard, looked at the cloisonné enamel vase in his hand, and said, "It's the birthday gift of the young master! The young master likes to use it to raise small fish!"
That's a childhood memory.
Muchan was naughty and couldn't stay idle at home. He either knocked over the vase or damaged the porcelain. Later, the old man of the Mu family found an expensive cloisonné enamel vase from somewhere.
It was supposed to be a flower arrangement, but Muchuan had an idea and caught two small fish and kept them in it.
"Let them take it." Muchuan said lightly.
"But young master..." said the little servant in a heartless voice, "they emptied the house, so let's leave a vase for you to think about..."
Muchuan said in a low voice, "No, I don't want to think about it, that's it, it's good."
The guard took away the vase, and also took away Muchuan's gold-encrusted jade belt in the wardrobe, and all that was left were some worthless clothes.
"Master..." The little servant looked at Muchuan with a sob.
Muchan was originally the most restless temperament, but when such a thing happened, he was calmer than anyone in the family.
He stood up slowly and walked out of the house where he had lived for twenty years with a blank face.
As he crossed the threshold, he turned his head, took one last look, and said a silent goodbye.
…
What the Mu family did to the Xuanyuan family back then was no less than that of the Han family and the Nangong family, but they didn't plot against them on the battlefield.
Shangguan Yan will not be soft on the Mu family.
The Mu family sat in the tattered carriage and left the inner city silently one morning before dawn.
The servants in the family were dismissed, leaving only a few old servants who really did not want to leave and their children.
More than 30 people from top to bottom moved to an old house in the outer city. This was the dowry of Mrs. Ji Mu back then, and it was the only asset that was not "turned over".
Accustomed to the brocade clothing and jade food, once he became a commoner, his family members cried a lot.
Mrs. Mu fell ill on a stormy night, and Mu Chuan sought medical treatment everywhere in the heavy rain.
However, when he heard that he was treating the Mu family, no doctor dared to come.
Everyone knows how the Mu family "revealed" the Xuanyuan family back then. Now that the Xuanyuan family is in grievances, the empress has ascended the throne, and the Mu family is over. If anyone dares to help the Mu family, it will be difficult for His Majesty and the Xuanyuan family.
On the rainy night, Muchuan finally felt the despair of looting his family and exterminating his family.
He dragged his tired body and stumbled back to the old house like a walking corpse.
As soon as he reached the door, he heard a familiar call from behind him.
"Muchuan."
He turned back, the heavy rain wet his eyes and blurred his vision.
But he still clearly saw Gu Jiao, who was wearing a long Tsing Yi dress, holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying a small medicine box, walking towards him slowly.
The heavy rain was cold, it fell into his eyes, and when it flowed out, it became extremely hot.
His throat was sore.
Gu Jiao treated the old lady Mu, left enough medicine, and told the old lady Mu to take a good rest and not to work in the near future.
When she left, Mrs. Mu handed a brocade box to Muchan: "The second prince and concubine asked me to hand it over to you."
Muchan was startled: "she... told you her identity?"
Old Madam Mu smiled weakly: "Yeah, I really didn't expect that she is actually the brave and adept commander of the Heifeng Battalion. She is not allowed to be a man."
Old Madam Mu is a smart person, she said movedly, "She is not only the imperial concubine, but also the general of the Black Wind Rider, she came to our house openly and honestly, just to tell the world that Your Majesty and the Xuanyuan family did not kill our Mu family. In the future, if those people want to give us another look, they will have to weigh it."
Muchuan nodded and opened the brocade box with trembling hands.
Inside were a stack of silver notes, a recommendation letter from the National Teacher's Hall for the scientific examination, and a note left by Gu Jiao.
"Muchuan, don't give up."
Muchuan's tears welled up—
…
Gu Jiao also went to the chess club during her time in Shengdu. It is a pity that Mr. Meng, the Six Nations chess sage, has stayed in his hometown since he returned to Zhao State to persuade peace last time, and has not come to Yan State. .
Gu Jiao guessed that the old man might be pretending to be a beggar to go to various countries to search for talents in Go. It's good that the old man is happy, he doesn't have to stay at home according to the world's impressions.
At the beginning of August, Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng set off for Dark Night Island. The baby dragon and phoenix stayed in the palace, and Xiao Jingkong also stayed in Shengdu. Xuanyuanqi hoped to get along with him more.
Dark Night Island seldom communicated with the outside world, so Gu Jiao was inconvenient to bring too many people along, only Chen and a few experts from the Shadow Department.
"How can this manpower be enough?" Shangguan Yan said, "I will send you another team of troops."
She sent Feng Wuxiu to lead the Feng family.
Outside the palace, Feng Wuxiu held a bag of fried fruits, nibbled at one, and handed the rest to Gu Jiao: "Do you want to eat it?"
Gu Jiao: "..."
The younger brother was going to Dark Night Island, and Daoist Qingfeng, who was worried about his younger brother's safety, had to follow him secretly.
I thought that going to Dark Night Island would be able to avoid someone's pursuit of Chen Chen, another tragedy.
…
This time it was not a march to fight, there was no need to travel day and night, and the group took a month and a half to reach Pucheng.
Settled down in Pucheng for two nights, chatted with General Chang Wei, temporarily handed the Heifeng King to General Chang Wei's care, and set off from Pucheng again in the early morning of the third day.
Three days later, they left the northernmost border of Yan Kingdom and set foot on the ice field to Dark Night Island.
"Chang Jing said where did the direwolf stay?" Gu Jiao rummaged through the map in her purse, "I lost the map."
"It's okay, I know where it is." Xiao Heng said.
"How do you know?" Gu Jiao asked.
"I've seen the map." Xiao Heng said.
Gu Jiao nodded: "Oh, then you lead the way, Daoist Qingfeng, come with you too."
The three went to look for the snowmobiles and direwolf of Dark Night Island nearby. Feng Wuxiu, wrapped in thick leather, squatted in front of an ice cave, gulping at the gurgling ice water below.
Lichen glanced at him with a half-smiling smile: "What are you looking at?"
Feng Wuxiu said greedily: "There are a lot of fish below, I don't know if they are delicious."
…
The direwolf of Dark Night Island is kept free on the ice field. Because of their training, they generally do not run too far apart from hunting. They will rush over as long as they hear the familiar whistle.
Gu Jiao took out the whistle Chang Jing gave her and blew it.
She blinked: "Huh? No response."
The decibel of this whistle exceeds the limit that the human ear can hear, and only wolves can hear it.
If the whistle is broken, they, as human beings, will not be able to detect it.
Gu Jiao blew again.
This time around, there was still no response.
"I'll try." Xiao Heng said.
Gu Jiao handed him the whistle, Xiao Heng blew it rhythmically, and after a while, a direwolf appeared.
Then, two, three... more and more direwolf rushed towards Xiao Heng.
The cold wind whistled, and he stood on the vast ice field, as if merging with the ice field, his eyes were cold, and the whole person had a strange and powerful aura.
Gu Jiao tilted her head to look at him.
Well, Xiang Gong is really handsome.
Today is another day for being handsome.
There are a total of twenty-one direwolf, among which there is a little wolf king.
The little wolf king is very fierce, especially against a group of strangers who do not have the breath of Dark Night Island.
It grinned and began to show its aggression.
Xiao Heng did not show any fear, he boldly stepped forward, squatted down on one knee, raised his slender jade-like hand, and gently pressed the little wolf king's head.
A miracle happened, and the wolf king's fierceness instantly converged.
Gu Jiao was surprised: "You still tame wolves?"
Xiao Heng said: "Chang Jing taught it."
The little wolf king took the lead to dig a pit and opened a bunker. It rushed in with the direwolf and dragged the snow cart inside.
Gu Jiao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Isn't this a sleigh? It must have been made by the godfather who taught him from Dark Night Island!"
Hearing the godfather, Xiao Heng's face turned black.
It's that man again!
When the three returned to their original places on a sleigh, Lu Chen and Feng Wuxiu sat cross-legged and grilled fish in the snow.
Feng Wuxiu grabbed a fish skewered with a stick, blew the hot air on it, opened his mouth to take a bite, and said to Chen, "Brother, it's really fragrant!"
Qingfengdao's eyes turned cold, who is your name
(End of this chapter)