Li Weicang draped his sleeves and stood under the central plaque in the main entrance. Behind him is the heavily-locked gate of Hehe House. In front of it is the stone pillar of the town hall by Xianjun Yuci, with a small seal carved on the four generations of the heroic Rongxun Mohist.
"Butler Li, you are a godsend! Do you want to fight against the government?"
"Gong Zhao, where are you from? I haven't explained everything to you yet? He and Jun are hugging each other. There is no way to come out to pick up the king's will. When his condition is better, I immediately yell at him Sacred meaning. Do n't be angry. It 's bad to be angry. "
Gong Zhao was angry and rushed to the crown, pointing at Li's housekeeper's nose and cursing: "Li Wei! You must also have a degree to lie! Tonight, Jun and Jun Private's invasion of the warrior desk has been taken to the sky! He is from the eye of the elder He took away the rebel named Gu from the bottom. You are now uncomfortable, who do you treat as a fool? "
Li Wei touched his nose: "Cough, this is also a long story, which may be misunderstood ..."
"What misunderstanding can there be! One night, Shennongtai went into the house, Princess Mengze went into the house, Jiang Fuli went into the house-what's the matter, these people can see you and the monarch, but only the king Someone sent in blocked the door-what makes sense? "
Li Wei clapped his hands: "Ah, what you said is too right! Did you find it too? All the monks who went into the clinic went to the Lord for a night consultation. He was very sick on the Lord! "
"you--!"
He was arguing fiercely, and suddenly "squeaked" and the door opened.
After Mo Xi stood at the gate, in the middle of the moonlight, he lifted up a pair of tired but still unrelenting phoenix eyes, and looked coldly.
Li Weishi had been dragged to the point where he couldn't drag any more, and when the ink went out, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, rushed to the side, and said, "Lord."
Mo Xi stepped out of the threshold, his voice deepened and said, "Tough work for you. Go on."
"Yes."
Li Wei stepped down, Mo went out, and looked down the steps of the mansion, looking down at Zhao Gong from top to bottom. Although Zhao Gong is the closest slave to King Shang and is trusted by King Shang, his status is still there, not to mention Mo Xi has a very cold temperament on his body. When he does not speak, he does not laugh. This kind of temperament can make everyone feel tremendous pressure.
Zhao Gong's only sharp edge suddenly converged.
He bowed his head and saluted: "He and Jun."
Mo Xi no snoring, looked up slightly, staring at the starry night in front of her, flashing some inexplicable emotions.
Zhao Gong continued, "Please, please--"
"How about the Supreme Lord?"
Zhao Gong froze for a moment. He thought about the various reactions of Mo Xi, accepting frankly, being angry, disobeying ... but he was still asked a little by Mo Mo's sentence.
"Mengze said he had relapsed a few days ago, but now he is."
"... Troublesome and sorrowful thoughts, princes have God's blessing, and they are almost better."
"Okay. That's fine." Mo Xi's military boots inlaid with iron skin stepped on the ground. He walked down the steps and said lightly, "I will go into the palace with you."
Deep in the city.
Suzaku Temple.
This palace is the warmest place in the entire palace city. The palaces are not large, but they are all made of rocks transported from the volcano in the extreme south. The palace is smoked with cold-sweeping spices all year round and is covered with thick woven velvet blankets. Whenever a cold attack occurs, King Shang chooses to rest here and to nourish his body.
Mo Xi followed Zhao Gong to the Suzaku Hall. Zhao Gong went in and made a report, and then withdrew dust to exit, bowing out to Mo and said, "He and Jun, there is an invitation from the king."
Moxi stepped into the hall door-he always did not like to come to this hall, because the carpet of Suzaku Hall was too thick. As soon as he entered the door, his feet would sink into the soft cushion, as if one The beast that has entered the loach is like a moth that has fallen into the cobweb. A sense of involuntary body will climb up along the spine. No matter how good the fragrance is, it cannot be dispelled.
Zhao Gong closed the door of the palace, and there was a heavy scent in the Suzaku Hall surrounded by beads, as if the air was sticky and unable to stir.
At this time, the weather is already a bit hot, but the center of Suzaku Hall is still lit with a pot of charcoal, and the flames are burning. Jun Shang was sitting sideways on a small sandalwood couch, wrapped in a thick fox fur, eyes down, and turning the Bodhi dzi bracelet in his palm. His face was very poor and white, and even the flame of light on his face could not give him a little bit of spirit.
Hearing the movement, Jun's hand turning the beads paused, and then a sigh was thinner than the paper: "He and He, come."
Mo Xi did not speak.
In fact, from the moment he saw the truth, he was extremely angered again, and wanted to immediately enter the palace to question the king on many things-but Gu Mang has not been out of danger, and he was unable to withdraw until Jiang Fuli took part in the journey He rushed back and stabilized the situation for Gu Mang before he could finally come to the palace and face this man who already knew everything.
And when he really stood in front of the king, his anger was deepened, but he was no longer tense as before. He could barely suppress the outburst of his anger and stare at the king wrapped in fox fur.
Jun Shang said: "It's not a big deal to come to you tonight. It was only Zhou Hefang who played Gu an anecdote, and Gu felt that he should be rewarded with Xun Hejun. Is He Hejun interested in listening to it?"
"..."
After waiting for a while, Mo Shang answered, Jun Shang took it upon himself: "Zhou He told Gu, today he is practicing the Black Demon Trial given to him by Gu Gu. He is doing well, and he broke into the outside. There was one person. Regardless of his persuasion, he didn't take the solitary order in his eyes, and wanted to take the trial body away. Even calling the martial arts against the instructions, he sent the monk's blood on the spot . "
"Do n't Hejun think that this stubborn person is a gangster?" Jun Shang turned another dzi, and laughed, "Gu also felt the same way at the time. Until Zhou He told Gu to save people. That hero-- "
He raised his eyes slowly, and his eyes were extremely sharp with his weak face.
"It's you."
The two words seemed to be cut off from the gap between the teeth. Jun Shang sat upright, and his deep eyebrow arched a thick shadow in his eye socket. The two gentlemen and each other faced each other across the burning charcoal basin, and the heat and smoke were rising up, and the faces in each other's eyes were blurred slightly.
Jun Shangyin said: "He and Jun, you are too disappointed."
"Ask you, what did Gu Gu say to you when you handed Gu Mang to you?"
"..."
"I warned you at that time, for the serious crimes committed by Gu Mang, and he was sentenced to capital punishment early. The reason why he was still alive is because the puppet mantra of him is worth studying. Gu hope at that time you don't forget who you are, your head is standing in the wrong place. "
These words are indeed what King Shang had ordered with him. He felt suffocated in his ears at the time, but now he heard it again, but felt ridiculous, ridiculous and terrible.
Mo Xi looked down at Jun Shang's face, trying to find even a trace of guilt, sadness, or hesitation from that face. But no.
It was an exquisite mask, and every inch of emotion was drawn after being measured a hundred times without even shaking his eyes.
The hardest thing to see is the heart of the king ... how could this sentence be wrong?
Mo Xi closed his eyes slowly, chill and anger, disappointment and sorrow flowing through his body along his blood. The words of the king still pierced his eardrums like a scorpion's poisonous cheek: "He and Jun, now it seems that you have lost your head and completely left the solitary commandments. You are simply I do n't remember being the first commander of Chonghua, I do n't even remember who stabbed you in the heart at first, you do n't remember who saved you and gave you a second life, and you do n't remember Who killed tens of thousands of people in my state-you don't even remember who is a traitor. Right? "
In the charcoal pot, a peppercorn clog burst, and a cluster of bright sparks came up, flying in the air.
Mo closed his eyes.
He endured his anger to get away, his own anger to shaking hands, forced himself to press the lava-like wrath of anger, said in a low voice, "Is the Lord finished?"
Jun shuddered.
His dark eyes were staring at Mo Xi's face. Only then did he realize that Mo Mo's condition was very poor, and then he felt that even the inner stream of the body was extremely unstable.
Could it be that--!
Jun Shangxu was extremely disturbed, his fingers unconsciously pinched the dzi beads, and the last blood on his face faded. In this eye-to-eye confrontation, a prince and a prince seem to be clear about everything.
"If the king has finished speaking, then I also have an anecdote here. I wonder if the king will dare to listen."
"..."
After a long while, Jun came up and leaned deep into the couch. He had almost guessed what Mo Xi wanted to say-it was the only thing that could cause him to have such a resolute attitude change suddenly.
The last piece of paper between them was trembling and was about to pierce.
Mo Xi stared at Jun's eyes and tore the paper one word at a time: "... Many years ago, I knew a person. That person had made great achievements for the state and fought for many years. Only Defeated once. Later, for the 70,000 tombstones, for the fair world that his king had promised him, he went deep into the enemy camp and suffered heavy burdens for five full years. During these five years, he did not hate himself for one day. Blood, one day I don't want his monarch to let him see the promises of the past fulfilled ... "
Every word he said made Jun's face even more ugly. These words were like a sharp knife stabbing his flawless mask, and all his false visions were torn apart.
The words and sentences that Mo Xi said were wrapped in heavy blood and arrived in front of King.
"That man finally returned to the state, but lost his memory. But no one knows that he was wronged, except for the monarch he had committed his life to. He was scolded by thousands of people and detained, and everyone hated it. He complained that he accused him of bullying him and hated him to die--and his lord ... the one who had promised him ... one day, he would be wronged for him, and he would put on him a blue gold penny--but he said The only meaning of allowing him to live is to take him for the trial of the Dark Lord! "
The scorching anger scorched the darkened eyes. Even if it was reluctant, at this point, Mo Xi's voice was shaking, and the flame seemed to have quenched into his dark eyes.
"... Mr. King. Do you know this story?"
Jun Shang's complexion is whiter than paper. In this rigid atmosphere, he put the bead back on his wrist. His hand was a little trembling. He put it once and did not put it on, and he wrapped the bead the second time. .
"The ink is off." Jun Shang raised his eyes, "You have such a courage ... How dare you trespass to Yushitai to steal Shi Yujian ..."
"So ..." Mo closed his eyes, his voice trembling with anger, "The jade Jane was really destroyed by you!"
He opened his eyes slyly, and the pain and cold light in his eyes at this moment was unprecedented for the king.
It's almost shocking.
——The age of King Shang and Mo Xi is almost the same. It can be regarded as growing up all the way. He knows very well what this young Empire General is like.
His father and king once said, "One line of Mo's, loyal, strong, brave, stubborn, tenacious ... Recognize a dead truth. Such people will never sting your throne, nor will they easily do anything outrageous. Things, but once one day, he thinks that what you are doing is contrary to what he believes to be the "way", and he will stand opposite to you, regardless of life and death, without fear and shame, and become the sharpest nail in your eyes. The most painful thorn in it. "
He always remembers these words from his father, and he has been step by step in matters related to Mo Xi.
But Mo Xi still stood in opposition to him.
Mo Xisenran said: "Master, he has done so much for you, and you have to hide this truth ?!"
The Suzaku Hall was horrible for a while, and the twining dragons carved on the roof flying beams seemed to come alive, and looked down at the tit-for-tat confrontation in the hall.
After a while, Jun spoke up.
There is nothing to hide, and nothing to hide.
Jun Shang raised his eyes and whispered: "... otherwise."
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The author has something to say: Today is still burning the manuscript == There is a code word all day ... The company animal issued a pig-like choke ... At night dragged the exhausted pig's trotters, try to code some eight qaq