Plum Blossom Cake and Wine (9)
After much thought, this is the only way.
"Then I'll trouble you, Mammy."
Two guards in black robes were following the car, not too closely, but within sight.
When they arrived at Dingyang Post Station, the two men left as expected.
Xu Ning leaned over to the nanny's ear and whispered, "When Master Wen came to visit, did you see these two people?"
The old nanny thought about it and shook her head: "No, usually when you come here, Master Wen always comes alone."
Xu Ning became even more confused and immediately wrote a letter and sent it to the Mo family.
It was already midsummer when we arrived at Moon Watching Tower. Xu Qiubai came back from a walk, walked into the house with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Now that you've had enough fun, rest up at home."
Xu Ning stared at his master for a while before coming back to his senses. Xu Qiubaihua now had thinning hair, tight skin, and a strong body.
Xu Ning raised her eyebrows, thinking he would say something to her, but unexpectedly he just asked her to rest.
"Master, please take good care of your health." As she was about to leave, the little girl paced back and forth, not knowing what to say.
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew from behind, and in an instant, a palm hit the back, and the little kid, who was as tall as a garlic sprout, fell down immediately.
The old man stepped forward to catch it and hurriedly carried the person into the house.
"Xiao Si, you have to hold on!" Xu Qiubai was anxious, and his calmness just now disappeared completely.
A dark shadow flashed outside the door.
Xu Qiubai put his men down and chased out the door.
"Who are you? You want to harm my apprentice?"
There were five or six people coming, all wearing night clothes, and all using the same moves.
Xu Qiubai was ruthless in every move and showed no mercy. After several rounds, the men in black were all seriously injured. They exchanged glances and took the opportunity to escape.
Looking back at the moves of those people, who else could it be except the Southern Sect?
Xu Ning was seriously injured by this palm strike, his internal organs seemed to be torn apart, and his consciousness was confused.
Xu Qiubai carried the person back to the dark room. According to Bi Ruhua's divination, Xu Ning would fall into a coma again and might not wake up for ten years.
His eyebrows were tightly packed together, and he sighed and looked at the little baby on the couch.
"I hope what Master Bi Tian said is true. Otherwise, how will I face your mother when I go down there a hundred years from now?"
A few tears fell on the young face.
After a while, a lonely soul "floated" out. Xu Ning sighed and reached out to touch his master, only to find that he could not see him.
"Master, please take care of yourself. Please forgive me for being unfilial!"
Xu Ning turned around and left resolutely.
"Have you got the person yet?"
The youngest son of King Xizhou, Su Wujin, was playing with birds.
"Your Highness, the old man came out and lost his grip." One of the men who had just fought with Xu Qiubai in the yard was trembling with his hands covered in blood and covering his chest.
The protagonist's pupils constricted, and after a moment, he dropped the branch he was using to tease the bird. "That's all. I just lost an insignificant bargaining chip."
"How's He Lansheng doing?"
"Everything is ready."
Su Wujin drew a picture, and the person in the picture was the little girl from the Mo family, Tangxi Miaomiao.
Then he called the guards and said, "Go, give this painting to that person."
【Say whatever you want to say now, because if you leave, we'll never see each other again.】
The wandering soul paused, but only for a few seconds. The woman frowned as if she had made a decision: "Let's go."
Suddenly, everything went dark in front of my eyes, and this time I was behind Tang Xixu.
Half a month ago, the State of Jin broke the alliance ahead of schedule and led its army to fight against the Mo family army at Wangtianqiu.
The Mo family army was unstoppable, and the Jin army was defeated and suffered heavy losses.
"If you ask me, the people of Jin are not that great either."
Chen Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Not necessarily. This battle is a little too easy."
Mo Tingzhou thought about it over and over again, but couldn't figure out what might have gone wrong.
"Why think so much? It's obvious that our Mo family army is powerful."
The morale was greatly boosted and the entire army celebrated the triumph.
Mo Wenqing asked people to prepare a whole lamb banquet and called on all the soldiers to eat and drink well.
Glancing over, I saw Tang Xiwan looking puzzled, "Madam, what's wrong?"
Tang Xiwan handed over the note.
Mo Wenqing took a look and said with a smile: "Miaomiao is a child, she is probably overthinking. Madam, please don't take it to heart."
The woman shook her head and whispered, "Although Miaomiao is still young, she is very smart and intelligent. What she said coincides with what I said."
Mo Wenqing put away his smile and said seriously, "He was sent by His Majesty. My Mo family is a prominent figure in the imperial court, and we are sworn to defend the border and Daxin. Even if he wanted to interfere, he wouldn't do it at this critical juncture. Although our army has the upper hand for now, this tough battle has just begun."
"Does my husband have any countermeasures?"
Mo Wenqing was silent for a while: "No."
"He Lansheng is a highly skilled martial artist, cunning and scheming. He should not be taken lightly."
The soldiers in the army played rock-paper-scissors while drinking, or when they were in a good mood, they would find someone to play with for a few rounds to liven up the atmosphere.
"General Mo, do you know what's going on?"
Wen Liang sent someone to present the county's tax book.
"Not long ago, while I was having breakfast, I ran into an old man selling cakes. His stall was often seized by traders and travelers. General, please don't tell me you didn't know about this."
Wen Liang tapped lightly on the old wooden tabletop.
Mo Wenqing flipped through the book and said, "Your Excellency may not know that there are many shops here. Ye County is a remote and small place. The court wants the people to have extra money, but also wants to open up this place and connect it to the outside world. It's really a dilemma."
"Besides, I submitted the memorial last month. Since Your Excellency has said this, I guess I haven't seen it yet."
Wen Liang raised his eyebrows. Anyone with a discerning eye would understand what these words meant.
It was simply that the group of people above who wanted to take advantage of the situation secretly blocked the memorial.
"I had thought that if there was no response by the middle of this month, I would submit it again, but I never expected to hear that the Lord had arrived."
"I will report this matter to His Majesty after returning to the palace. General, don't worry."
After several negotiations, the matter was finally settled.
Everyone in the tent looked at each other privately, with different thoughts in their minds.
Chen Qingfeng leaned over to Chen Yin's ear and whispered, "Your Majesty is still worried. He's just a military commander, but he's even reaching out to the county magistrate."
Chen Yin's eyes instantly sharpened, and he sternly warned, "Too much talk leads to mistakes. Just say this to me. How can you and I guess the emperor's heart?"
"Just remember, we are Mo Jiajun. We will do whatever the general tells us to do."
Chen Qingfeng rubbed his head, not quite understanding, but he knew his brother was right. "Oh."
Since Xu Ning left, Tang Xixu rarely went to the martial arts arena, and seemed to have become obsessed with other things.
The boy bit his finger and dripped a few drops of blood into the bamboo basket.
The little black bugs in the bamboo basket raised their heads and sucked the food frantically.
What is this for?
Xu Ning followed behind, and soon the boy went out to the West Street market.
"Old man, how long do I have to feed you?"
The old man took a look at the little black bug in the bamboo basket and smiled, "Good boy, you are very talented. You will be able to do it in a few days."
The grandson of the witch clan saint was indeed a natural born Gu child.
The old man lowered his eyes and lightly tapped the snake head that protruded from his wrist bone.
The Ningzhou Gu boy has excellent roots and is a good container, most suitable for raising Gu. If he can survive the difficulties in time, he can become the Gu King.
The Ningzhou Witch Clan lives in seclusion in the mountains and is a legendary existence in the eyes of the world. Since the departure of the Saint, the Witch Clan has declined, and there is only hope if they find a new successor.
The fine silk threads on the black short robe are surging with undercurrents.
That day, Tang Xixu saw someone selling these little insects and thought they were very interesting, so he bought a few and originally planned to give some to Miaomiao, but unfortunately the person had already left.
"Since you're gone, I'll take care of your share for you."
The boy poked the insects with a bamboo stick.
Xu Ning leaned over to take a look and almost vomited. It was so dense and disgusting.
Fortunately, I left early.
Take a deep breath.
These past few days have been relatively peaceful, just like usual, except that I rarely see Wen Liang, and rarely hear the Mo couple mention him.
The wind was much weaker at night. The battlefield was far away from the town. Mo Wenqing was worried that the war would harm the people, so he ordered that no one should go out these days.
"General, this is bad!"
A soldier rushed into the mansion.
"For some unknown reason, the Jin army suddenly doubled its strength and attacked our army directly!"
"These past few days, an epidemic has spread from nowhere. The soldiers are exhausted, sometimes fainting and foaming at the mouth, and sometimes experiencing pain as if ants are gnawing at their hearts."
"What?!"
Mo Wenqing stood up quickly. After Tang Xiwan settled Tang Xixu, she followed him.
"Mom, what happened?" The boy vaguely heard something.
Tang Xiwan smiled lightly and stroked her son's head: "Don't worry, Axumo, these are just trivial matters. Just take a good rest, okay?"
The twelve-year-old boy thought for a moment and said, "Yeah."
When Mo Wenqing and his wife arrived, Wen Liang was stabbing the soldier who had collapsed on the ground.
"What are you doing?!"
"They have all been poisoned by a Gu. There is no antidote for this poison. If they are not killed, they will die in pain." Wen Liang's eyes were filled with sympathy and pity.
"You can't kill them!"
Mo Wenqing knocked the knife out of Wen Liang's hand.
"They were warriors and soldiers. They should have died on the battlefield, not ended up like this!"
"You're right, but if I don't take action, they will do it themselves." Wen Liang frowned.
The soldiers on the ground rolled around howling, their life worse than death.
Mo Wenqing clenched his fists and was speechless.
"Where is Huan Yu?" It has been so long, and there is still no sign of Mo Tingzhou.
"The Jin army is ambushing on Shannan Road. General Xiao and his troops are..."
The man lowered his head and whispered, "They are fighting desperately."
Mo Wenqing glanced at the people around him, wondering who had leaked the military information.
Yesterday, Mo Wenqing sent Mo Tingzhou to Shannan Road to survey the terrain and choose a good position on the small road to set up an ambush. However, he never expected that the enemy would get there first.
Before everyone could recover from the shock, another young general rushed in.
"Report!"
"speak."
"General, the Jin army has reached Wutong Pass!"
"It's estimated that there are about 40,000 people."
The Mo family army originally had nearly 40,000 soldiers, but now they have suffered heavy casualties, and the number is estimated to be at most 30,000.
Mo Wenqing's brows were gloomy, "Mo family army, listen to my orders!"
"The first and second battalions will go to Shanan Road. The rest of you will stay with me and defend Ye County to the death!"
"If the people of Ye County are harmed in the slightest, and if Daxin loses even a fraction of its territory, the Mo family army will die in apology!"
The soldiers were ready for battle, their eyes determined and ready to die.
"yes!"
Tang Xixu tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep. Xu Ning felt his heart beating fast.
He turned over, looked at the silver-white spear at the door, took it with one hand, and put it behind his back.
The streets were quiet and no one was around. Usually at this time of year, they would be bustling with activity and bright lights.
A sense of foreboding emerged.
At this moment, the boy's five senses were connected with Xu Ning's emotions. Worry, tension, and fear all seemed complicated and heavy for a moment.
From the General's Mansion to the military camp, you can just see the Shannan Road along the high ground.
There was a flash of swords and a fight with bare hands in a chaotic scene. The sounds of pain, screams, blood and yellow sand were all mixed together, blurry yet clear.
The long pole broke, and the red flag with the word "Mo" written on it had already fallen to the ground.
Tang Xixu took a small road to get there. He saw corpses everywhere. There were both Mo family soldiers and Jin State soldiers. The bodies were scattered in a mess, some were stacked two or three together, and many of them had a lot of sand in their mouths.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his ankle and the boy fell into the pile of corpses.
A bloodstained hand came over.
"Shhh."
"Don't be afraid, Yin Zhao. It's my brother."
The voice is weak and powerless.
The boy felt breathless for a moment, and the strong smell of rust assaulted his five senses.
The people of Jin checked and left only after finding no survivors.
Mo Tingzhou let go and fell backwards to the ground, exhausted.
Tang Xixu turned around, trembling all over, his lips cold, "Brother, don't sleep, I, I'll take you away right away."
The young general's face was covered in scars, and there was a knife stuck in his abdomen. His eyelids were heavy, and he looked up at the stars in the sky and said softly, "Brother Yin Zhao is fine, but I can't accompany you properly from now on. Brother has to go to a very far place."
"You must live well." Mo Tingzhou wanted to touch his brother again, but unfortunately, things did not go as he wished, and the hand that was about to touch his handsome face finally dropped down.
"elder brother!"
His heart was torn, his throat was broken, and the sound echoed along the distant ancient road. The young man hugged his brother's body and cried uncontrollably. The intense pain made Xu Ning dizzy.
Suffocation, choking, and grief all came flooding in at this moment.
Xu Ning covered her chest and gasped for breath, forcing herself to calm down, tears streaming down her face.
She went over to hug him, trembling with tears in her eyes, and said, "Ah Xu, don't cry. Big Brother will protect you well in heaven."
It has only been a month since she left the Mo family. Two or three days before she left, Brother Mo bought her candied haws, and in his busy schedule, he played shuttlecock with her and Ah Xu. He also said that his sister-in-law was pregnant and he would soon be a father.
Xu Ning reached out to touch Mo Tingzhou, but couldn't, and his hands grabbed nothing.
She opened her mouth and called out "Big Brother", but the young man was sleeping peacefully, so serene...
Tang Xixu always felt a chill behind him, and there were a few drops of water on his shoulders.
I turned around and saw that it was empty.
The woman looked into the boy's eyes from a distance. His eyes were moist and red, like a wounded little animal.
Stars hang low over the vast desert, and corpses are buried in the yellow sand.
Tang Xixu took Mo Tingzhou back and prepared to bury him under the locust tree at home.
This locust tree was planted by Mo Tingzhou and him when they were young.
"Brother, I will listen to you and live well. You just live well up there, pray that the Mo family army will win a great victory, and pray that my parents... can return alive."
Xu Ning was slightly stunned. It turned out that he could sense that the Mo family was in danger.
The twelve-year-old boy was calm and composed, as if he had grown up overnight.
Turning around, the boy put on his hood and disappeared into the night again.
Wutong Pass.
"General, I'm afraid the Mo family army can't hold on any longer."
As early as the day we met the enemy, we sent a letter of support to the capital, but now five days have passed and there is still no reply.
"Where's Wen Liang? Where did he go?"
"General, I haven't seen Lord Wen since yesterday." The young general lowered his head and stammered.
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