MTL - Pihanjin-Chapter 68

In the medicine hut, Mu Fulan sorted out the medical notes and medicine logs that the medicine man had piled in the box and recorded his half-life travels.

On the open space outside the window, Xi'er held an ebony sword and was training with a guard.

The day after Xi'er came back, he took the initiative to learn swords from Yuan Handing as a teacher. He studied very seriously and worked very hard. After being taken to Junshan by Mu Fulan these few days, every day it is not dawn, as long as I hear the crowing of the rooster raised by Ada, I will open my eyes and get up to practice swordsmanship. articles. Not only every day, but last night when taking a bath, Mu's mother found that he had a few more bruises and bruises on his body, which was obviously caused by accidentally being hit while practicing swordsmanship.

Mu's mother was very distressed. Just this morning, she quietly came to Mu Fulan to discuss quietly killing the rooster and eating the stew, so as not to quarrel with the young master every day and make him work so hard.

The sound of wooden swords hitting each other came to Mu Fulan's ears from time to time, but suddenly stopped.

"The sword is made of wood, it won't hurt me! Even if you hurt me, my mother won't punish you! If you are so perfunctory again, I will replace you, and you don't have to follow me in the future!"

"On the battlefield, will the enemy treat me like you do?"

An angry child's voice drifted in the wind.

"Little son, calm down! Your subordinates obey!"

The guard seemed to knelt down.

Soon, the powerful sound of wooden swords hitting each other resounded in his ears again.

Mu Fulan stopped writing, her mind gradually becoming dazed.

This child seems to have changed a bit compared to the child in her memory who had spent a few years in the old house in Xie County.

Footsteps came from behind. She turned her head and saw the maid entered.

The maid brought a message from Hua Niang, asking how to act in the future.

The matter of raising troops in Changsha is well known in the world because of the war against Jiang Rong and the subsequent Battle of Fuzhou.

The merchant Zhu Liu, who was sent to live in the rough alley of Yuecheng, was irrelevant.

She was standing by the window of the Lushe.

The sun shone in from the window panes and quietly sprinkled on her face, her skin seemed to be coated with a layer of soft velvet light.

"Go and tell Hua Niang, let her find a chance and come back."

After a while, she turned her head and said.

The maid went, and she walked out of the room, looking at the back of the child and the guard facing the sword from a distance across a medicine garden.

Slash, move, strike. Every movement, that little figure, was practiced so earnestly and meticulously.

"At that time, Mr. Xie would get up before the fifth watch every day. After reading, he would use it to practice swords. Swords are not expensive, but they have been with Mr. Xie all these years. Now that you are leaving, I will take it. I will give it to you. When you grow up in the future, you should also study hard and practice swordsmanship, okay?"

Mu Fulan's ears seemed to echo the words that the man had said when he said goodbye to the child in the gray-white morning light outside Guzang City.

She was suddenly agitated. Not wanting to disturb the child, he turned around and was about to leave quietly when Ah Da rushed over and said that Prime Minister Lu was coming.

Mu Xuanqing, on behalf of Wang Mei, rejected Prince Qi's marriage proposal, which was nothing to say, but he did another thing.

After hosting a banquet to receive the group, last night, Mu Xuanqing met with Zhao Xitai alone, and the two discussed for a long time.

It is said that Zhao Xitai passed on a letter written by the King of Qi, inviting Changsha to join forces to attack Empress Liu.

Over the years, Changsha has been repeatedly suspected by the imperial court, with a sharp sword hanging over their heads. The ministers of Changsha have long been accustomed to living their lives cautiously. Now that the sword has fallen, but fortunately, Changsha has relied on, and the situation is stable.

As long as the status quo can be maintained, it is the best thing.

This sudden news, one can imagine the panic caused by the ministers of Changsha. Lu Lin was uneasy, thinking of Lord Weng, she came in person early in the morning and invited her back to the city to discuss matters.

"I'm afraid something big is about to happen!"

"After King Pingyang broke his army, King Qi commanded the coalition to continue to attack Shangjing, but was blocked by Xie Changgeng's troops and suffered repeated setbacks. The troops are still blocked in Jinzhou and cannot move forward. Although our country, Changsha, is now classified as a rebel by the imperial court. The party, but fortunately can still be at ease. But if Wang is persuaded, once the army is launched, then Changsha country will have no peace in the future! Wang has always listened to your advice. Don't be deceived by King Qi and his son!"

Mu Fulan changed her clothes, called Xi'er and told him to stay here with peace of mind and go down the mountain by herself.

She went back to town.

The city is not as clean as lakes and mountains. The guy who solicits customers, the dealer who carries the burden, and the stranger who juggles. On the street, there is a lot of traffic and people come and go. Guanshan is heavy, thousands of miles away, on the land of Hexi, the ongoing wolf-smoke war involving hundreds of thousands of horses, has nothing to do with this sunny southern sky, and it is full of fireworks here. Amidst the noise and noise, the whole city was peaceful.

Passers-by recognized the carriage that Mu Fulan was riding and knew that she was returning to the city from Junshan.

Their princess, who was of noble birth, fair-skinned, and kind-hearted, was ruthlessly abandoned by her husband, who had been a giant bandit, at a critical moment in Changsha. This news has long been known to everyone. Not only did it not damage the image of the princess in the hearts of the people of Changsha, but it made the princess win more sympathy and love. In stark contrast, recently, when the surname Xie was mentioned, the people cursed non-stop, calling him willing to be Liu Hou's eagle dog, ruthless and ruthless.

The people gave way one after another, knelt on the side of the street, and watched with bated breath as the car carrying her passed in front of them, heading towards the palace.

Mu Fulan returned to the palace and came to Xuan Chong Hall.

Her brother, Mu Xuanqing, sat alone behind a case, his eyes fixed on the golden seal in front of him, motionless.

Mrs Lu said that after he went in this morning, he never came out and saw no one.

She frowned slightly, worried.

Mu Fulan walked slowly to the brother Wang and stopped.

Her gaze followed Brother Wang's and landed on the golden seal.

Of course she recognized it. The seal of the Snake New King, which was sealed with the Mu family more than 200 years ago, has become a symbol of the power and glory of the royal family until today.

"Brother Wang, have you really made up your mind?"

Mu Fulan asked him.

Mu Xuanqing slowly raised his head and looked at his sister.

He said, "Amy, I've made up my mind. Even if Zhao Xitai didn't come, I would have sent troops."

"Aunt's revenge must be reported! The war has already started in Hexi, Xie Changgeng was detained, and he could not return the troops. He thought he had no last resort. Before leaving the customs, he arranged the troops to deal with the people of King Qi, but he did not. Thinking of it, there is also my Mu family. This is the best opportunity God has given us."

"After the **** is removed, I will bring my aunt back and let her go home and bury her in our own tomb."

He stood up, drew out his sword, and fell with one sword, splitting the king's seal in front of him into two and swept it to the ground.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time, sister, don't stop me."

Mu Xuanqing's eyes were bloodshot. Word by word, he said so.

Mu Fulan looked at her brother.

She didn't want to let Brother Wang get involved in such a military affair that was intertwined with intrigue and conspiracy. But in her heart, she knew clearly that she couldn't stop her brother.

From the day she rescued her brother Wang, this became an inevitable result. This is a hurdle that people of the Mu family cannot turn a blind eye to as long as they are alive.

At this moment, as if countless words rushed to her mouth. But she couldn't say a word.

She only remembered many years ago, when she was a little girl, when her dying aunt asked her to sing the songs of her hometown by herself.

She also asked herself, is Prime Minister Yuan okay?

Mu Fulan's throat was congested.

She took a deep breath and said, "Brother Wang, I won't stop you. But you must join General Yuan and lead our most elite soldiers northward. You must beware of those people."

"I'm here. I'll keep your home for you, Brother Wang!"

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A few days later, Mu's young Wang Muxuanqing and Yuan Handing led the army to sacrifice to heaven on the outskirts of the city. After the sacrifice to the sky, the army will set off to the north and embark on their expedition.

In the streets, the people are hotly discussing. They were full of excitement and pride, and they rushed to the strong line.

Zhu Liuhu was among the crowd, looking at the Mu army on the field from a distance.

Team after team, the team grows endlessly. The soldier's armor is distinct, and the long Ge Rulin.

In those past days, right under his nose, something must have happened. Otherwise, Mu Xuanqing would not have been able to summon such an army of soldiers who knew at first sight that they were extremely effective in such a short period of time.

He knew in his heart that once this army went north, it would have a huge impact on Jiedushi's plan.

Everything is too late. He was remiss, utterly remiss.

I can no longer deceive myself.

He was so upset that he could not wait for the army to send troops to leave, so he turned around and went back to where he lived.

The little widow broke her leg that night, and when she recovered, she became his person too. He moved from the original place, and moved to a small village on the outskirts with the people, and lied to the neighbors as a couple.

Most of the villagers rushed to see the army off. The entrance to the village was quiet, and there was no one in sight except for a big yellow dog, lying lazily on the ground, basking in the sun.

Before he returned to the hut, he was about to push the door when it opened from the inside.

The woman, holding a small burden in her hand, lowered her head as if she was about to go out, when she suddenly bumped into him and came back, as if shocked, the burden in her hand slipped to the ground.

"Where are you going?"

Zhu Liuhu's gaze lifted from the bag on the ground and landed on the woman's red and swollen eyes as if she had just cried, and asked coldly.

Hua Niang's face was a little pale, and soon, she leaned over to pick up the burden from the ground, and said with a smile, "I just received a message saying my hometown..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pushed in by the man in front of her and rudely pressed against the dirt wall behind her.

A cold light passed by. There was a dagger in the man's hand. The sharp dagger pointed at her throat.

"Are you from Lord Weng?" His eyes were bloodshot and he asked fiercely.

Hua Niang looked at him for a moment, closed her eyes, and said softly: "If you want to kill, kill, I don't blame you."