MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ 399. All parties come to explore
399. All parties to explore
Perhaps it is because Ye Li’s reputation in the Mohist army is enough, or perhaps because the generals of the entire Mohist army are very calm and calm. After the news of the serious injury of Mo Xiu was spread out, the entire Mo Jiajun did not cause mixed chaos and morale as the fear of Feng Zhiyao and others. Even after a dozen days, the death news of Mo Xiuzhen came out. When the entire Mohist army was in a state of ignorance, the army did not have much problems. All the Mohist soldiers are more of hatred and enemies against the enemy.
Really received the obituary of ink repair, all the people could not help but hold it. Even the confident Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenduo, who had some concerns. No one can believe, Mo Xiuzhen... that makes the world awed, over the past ten years, and mastered most of the world's men, actually just like this... dead?
Looking at the letter sent to his eyes, Lei Zhenhao's "color" complex sighed.
"Father Wang?" Lei Tengfeng stood on one side and looked at Lei Zhenyu's like the sorrowful **** "color", some puzzled. It’s a good thing that Mo Xiu’s death is a natural thing, but he doesn’t know why his father would look like this. This made Lei Tengfeng could not help but have some bad guesses. "Father, but what is the problem with the death of ink repair?"
In fact, Lei Tengfeng did not believe that Mo Xiuzhen was so dead. The repair and sorrow of Murray also left a deep impression on Lei Tengfeng, so he had to doubt whether Murray was a scam. However, he did not understand for a while, and the meaning of ink repair. Originally, this war has gradually shifted to the Ding Wangfu. As long as there is no accident, even if it is deadlocked for two or three years, the victory of the Ding Wangfu is far greater than that of the Zhennan Wangfu. This is a complete abandonment of all the advantages of the previous period.
Lei Zhenqi wrinkled and did not shake his head: "Not quite like, but it is impossible. Send someone to explore, it is necessary to determine whether ink repair is really dead." If ink repair is really dead, It is inevitable that the figure is large, and it must not be taken lightly. But in such a situation, if you stop and do nothing, it is impossible to give up this opportunity in vain.
"My son understands." Lei Tengfeng is "color" nodded. Of course, he also understands the important "sex" of this matter, as well as those who have the same mind as Lei Zhenduo, and Mo Jingli who is far away from the cold valley.
In the secret base of a certain Wangfu government, Mo Xiuzhen looked at the secrets of his subordinates and suddenly laughed. Looking at his eyes and writing his own folds, he couldn't help but whisper softly: "Ali must be angry... It's really bad. But... it's hard to ask for a long time..." But Ari announced that he is dead, presumably There must be ways for outsiders to believe in the true nature of the message. This is of great benefit to his secret plan. Sure enough, it was a good decision not to take advantage of Ali. If Fei Hongguan is the host of Feng Zhiyao at this time, I am afraid that it will be self-defeating. This is not the ability to shut down, but Feng Zhiyao and others do not have the prestige and status of Ye Li, and there is no such tacit agreement with Mo Xiu. [
"Wang Ye..." Standing next to the lord, looking at the whispering prince, there are some puzzles.
Ink repaired his lips and smirked a smile. He said, "Take them to Ari and Feng San on the battlefield. Let's get ready." I can meet this unsuspecting opportunity to leave the battlefield. It's not that easy. After all, his martial arts is too strong. If there is no joint explanation, even if his body is defeated in front of Lei Zhenduo, Lei Zhenduo is afraid to be regarded as someone else. Cangwu Mountain... It is a good excuse. In this case, of course, he also took the opportunity to send an earth-shattering gift to Lei Zhenduo and Mo Jingli.
"But, Wang Ye... your injury..."
Ink repaired his head and glanced at his chest. He waved his hand in disbelief: "What is this injury? Nothing serious. Go."
"Yes, the subordinates retire."
Ding Wang’s death is such a big event that can’t be shaken, and naturally he can’t get things done. Therefore, as soon as the news came out, the entire Mojiajun camp and Feihong closed immediately. All the places were covered with white cloth, and the whole army was wearing Xiao. The people in the vicinity of Feihongguan got news, and the same family, and many people even mourned. In today's "chaotic" world, the entire northwestern people have always lived in a smooth and comfortable life, all of which must rely on the blessing of the palace. The pain of the people today is not only a worry for their future, but also a mourning and sorrow for the death of the king.
"Qi Wei Wang Hao, the southern king of Xiling Town came." Feihong Guan, Ye Li is sitting in the study room and holding the high folding piles on the front table. Mo Xiuzhen suddenly "dead", naturally there are a number of things that need to be dealt with. It is said that Feihongguan is still busy in the Dingwangfu of the city of Licheng. Xu Hongchen and other people from Liucheng, who are in the city of Licheng, are also busy sending out a letter and are so busy that they can’t find any more time.
Ye Li looked up and looked at Qin Feng frowning: "Lei Zhenhao? What is he doing?"
Qin Fengdao: "Nature is to mourn the prince." Although the two sides are now against the enemy, but Lei Zhenduo came to mourn in the name of Xiling, the Mo Jiajun really can't treat him.
Putting the folds aside, Ye Li got up and said: "Missing? Come and check the news? I thought he should send Lei Tengfeng to come." Qin Feng thought for a moment, whispered and smiled: "With his subordinates Between them, he was probably afraid that Wang Hao was angry and really slaughtered the Lei Tengfeng." Lei Tengfeng is the only son of Lei Zhenduo, and Lei Zhenduo is now nearly sixty, wanting to regenerate a son. I am afraid that it will not be too late to come out.
"But, go see you. You are ready, Mo Jingli probably has to come." Ye Lidao.
"Mo Jingli?" Qin Feng frowned: "Does he dare to come?" Mo Jingli is not a man of high art daring, and it is not like the fact that Mo Jingli will do it. Ye Liu went out and said: "He should have got the news. With my understanding of Mo Jingli, he will never miss such an opportunity." After all, in the life of Mo Jingli, ink repair It’s the first time, or the only time, to die.
"The subordinates understand." Qin Feng nodded.
In the lobby, Lei Zhenduo was drinking tea while looking at the entire hall. This is the residence of the generals stationed by Feihongguan. It is not particularly large and not very gorgeous. After Murhou and others came in, they apparently did not intentionally arrange them. Now the entire mansion is covered with plain white cloth, which is a bit more cold and dignified.
Not far from the side, Feng Zhiyao, who was in charge of reception, and Leng Yuyu, who had just returned from Chujing, glared at Lei Zhenyu with a very bad look. Being treated like this, Lei Zhenduo is not angry, just sitting and drinking tea. After just going to the mourning hall for a scent, Lei Zhenduo is considering how to personally go to see the body of the ink repair. In this heavily guarded mansion, it is obviously not feasible to sneak in and out in the dark. [
"I have seen Wang Hao."
The glaze is dressed in a white color, and the hair of the cloud is casually holding a simple bun. There was a white joke on the bun, and the whole person looked more cold and pale. On the left hand side of the glass, standing is wearing a "color" brocade, and the outside is also covered with a white gauze. As soon as he entered the door, Mo Xiaobao stunned Lei Zhenyu.
Looking at his own ink and treasure, Lei Zhen can not help but smile. My heart sighed that Murray had a good son. Although he was still young, he already had the wind of the Father. Just look at the round, seemingly cute but difficult to conceal the sharp eyes, you know that this kid is definitely not so cute and cute on the surface.
"Ding Wang Yu, Shi Zi, Festival mourning." Lei Zhenqi got up and arched.
Yeli nodded slightly, and smiled lightly: "There is a young town of Laozhen who walks in person. Zhennan Wang please sit." Lei Zhenduo looked at Ye Li, and said with sincerity: "Ding Wang suddenly passed away, this king also It is very regrettable. Although the king's palace and Xiling are enemies, it is also the respected opponent of the king. The king came here this time, one is to mourn the king, and the other is to discuss and negotiate with the king's house. Seeing the surprise in the eyes of the glass, Lei Zhenduo laughed.
Feng Zhiyao and Leng Yuyu also looked at Lei Zhenyu with unbelief. What kind of relationship between Wangfu and Xiling is known to everyone. Once Lei Zhenduo confirmed that Dingwang is really gone, he will definitely not immediately say that he will annex the palace. At this moment, I believe that he will pay attention to the gentleman's demeanor, not to bully the orphans and widows, who believes who is a fool.
Ye Liang picked up the eyebrows and smiled at the lightning in front of him. "Thank you?"
Lei Zhenduo nodded: "Yes, now the king is dying, presumably... Ding Wang is also busy for a while. If Wang Hao agrees, Xiling is willing to negotiate with the Ding Wangfu." Ye Li smiled and said: "If it is true, Ding Wangfu naturally I am asking for it. Here, Benedict thanked Zhennan Wang."
Looking at Ye Liang's smile, but in the eyelids it is difficult to cover a trace of exhaustion, Lei Zhenduo frowned in his heart. For a time, some of them are uncertain. The appearance of Ye Liu is still playing or really. With his experience of reading the number of people, he could not see the slightest flaw in Ye Liu. Just saying the words of peace and discussion, but also want to test the mind of Ye Liu and Chu Jing of the current Wangfu. However, Ye Liu’s attitude has made him “touch” not to determine what is going on inside the palace.
"Qi Wei Wang Hao, Chu Di asked to see outside the customs." Outside the door, the guards screamed.
Lei Zhenyan’s eyes flashed slightly, and there was no **** other than his face. Looking sideways at the top of the glass, I want to see what she is going to do. Just listen to Ye Liu lightly: "Chu Huang came from afar, ask him to come in. Feng San, you take the world to meet the Chu emperor." The etiquette of the official occasion is not something that should be overlooked. Although it seems that Zhennan Wang is bigger than Mojing Li, but Mo Jingli is the king of a country, sending a person to go out to meet is also a duel.
"Subordinates obey." Feng Zhiyao sighed.
"The baby obeyed." Mo Xiaobao jumped out of the chair next to Ye Liang and walked out with Feng Zhiyao.
"The squatting of the king's palace is really loyal and loyal." Lei Zhenduo looked at the phoenix far away, and some meaningful roads. With the pride of Feng Zhiyao, he will go out to meet Mo Jingli, which is enough to explain the surrender of these people to the Yeli. Obviously, Dingwangfu now has no trace of "chaos" in the hands of Ye Li, even if it is true... the loss is nothing but an ink repair. Thinking of this, Lei Zhenduo looked at Ye Liu's eyes more complicated, and his heart secretly regretted that Ye Zi had escaped Ling Linghan's interception.
Sitting on the side of the cold Yu Yu sneaked a smile: "Zhennan Wang won the prize, loyal ministers do not matter the two masters. I am just doing what we should do." Vibrantly, I didn’t care, I smiled a little.
Ye Liu smiled and looked at Leng Yuyu, and did not think that he was embarrassed. "The Zhennan Wang said that if these days are not with them, Ben is really... some power is not enough."
"So, why don't you ask the king to come to preside over the overall situation?" Lei Zhentao asked, this is also the place where he is most suspicious. Under normal circumstances, if the ink repair is really dead, then the king's house must support the imperial power. But now that the age of the ink is still less than nine years old, it is naturally impossible to hold the Wangfu and Mojiajun. Therefore, in the love of Ye Yeli should recruit Xu Qingchen or Xu Hongyu to come to this Feihongguan to host the overall situation. But now Xu’s people have not appeared, and this has forced Lei Zhenduo to hold a skeptical attitude towards the death of Mo Xiu.
Yeli slightly smiled and shook his head: "Liangcheng also needs big brother to preside over the overall situation, not to mention..." Shaking his head, Ye Liu did not say anything. Suspicion is even more irritating. Lei Zhenduo certainly knows the important "sex" of the whole northwest to Dingwang, not to mention the fact that after the death of the ink repair, he secretly ordered the soldiers and horses in Xiling to move northward. It is not really trying to attack the original Xiling Imperial City, but to contain the Zhang Qijun army stationed in the west.
There is also Beibei, Mo Xiuzhen has just killed nearly half of the troops in Beibei, and also died a royal son. Now that I heard about the death of Mo Xiu, the Princess of Beibei can not find something to find a face for himself. Therefore, it is particularly important to be able to stabilize the northwest, especially the city of the city. As long as the northwest is still there, even if the Mohist army lost this time, there is still a place to retreat. After a few years, Mo Yujun grew up, and the Mohist army could not make a comeback. After all, according to Lei Zhenduo's almost enchanting blood heritage as the king's palace, there is almost no suspense in the ink of the singer. Of course, Lei Zhenduo does not intend to give him this opportunity.
Looking at Ye Liu’s appearance and endlessness, Lei Zhenduo believed in the death of Mo Xiu’s death. For Ye Zi, it is not as crying as a normal woman. The appearance of the loss of color is not what it is. After all, Ye Liu is not an ordinary woman. If she is really sad and unable to do it at this time, Lei Zhenduo will doubt her or look at her.
"Wang Hao! Wang Hao, not good!" Outside the door, a guard arrived in a hurry and sue. Yeli slightly frowning asked: "What's wrong?" The guard looked at Lei Zhenyu, and some embarrassed words: "Xiao Shizi... Xiaoshizi will hurt the Emperor Chu."
Everyone in the room is a glimpse. Even if Mo Xiaobao is even more powerful, he is a ** year old child. How can he hurt Mo Jingli? The guards saw the skeptical eyes of everyone, and quickly said: "It is true, Xiaoshizi... Xiaoshizi bite the Chu Emperor."
"Small child is fine." Leng Yuyu quickly asked, no hope for the character of Mo Jingli. The ink-sucking chicken in the ink-smelling person can not be ignored because Mo Xiaobao is a child. The guards wiped the sweat and said: "The little child is fine... However, Xiaoshizi said that he would kill the Chu Emperor. Feng Sangong couldn't stop it, please Wang Hao quickly go over it."
The leaves are coveted, and a smile in the eyes is hidden. Standing up, a little anxious to Lei Zhen said: "Zhennan Wang, I am really sorry. Benedict first lost." Lei Zhenxiao smiled: "Wang Hao is polite, not as good as Wang Wang with Wang Hao to see? "Ye Liu hesitated for a moment, but it was not enough to worry about his son, nodded: "Zhen Nanwang please."
"Wang, please."
Ye Li did not be polite with him, and he hurriedly walked outside the hall.
Not far from the entrance of the government, the ceremonial sect of Mo Jingli and the guards of Dingwangfu blocked the streets that were not very spacious. In the middle of the crowd, Mo Jingli’s emperor’s costume, which is bright and yellow, is screaming at Mo Xiaobao. On the right hand in front of him, he was bitten by a **** scar. Obviously, the person who was in the mouth did not mean to have any feelings.
Mo Xiaobao was held in the arms of the phoenix, but he only saw the anger of the little face and the expression of the evil face of the ink, and he knew that if it was not the phoenix Tight, I am afraid that Mo Xiaobao will have to rush right away.
“What happened?” Ye Li walked in from behind the crowd and asked with a frown.
Seeing the arrival of Ye Liu, Feng Zhiyao clearly breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid that Xiaoshizi would bite Mo Jingli, but worried that Mo Jingli would be under the anger of Mo Xiaobao.
"Mother-in-law..." Feng Zhiyao released the ink Xiaobao, and Mo Xiaobao grievances and threw himself into Yeli. In the face of Ye Liu, he licked his face, and his big round eyes glared at Mo Jingli. The exquisite little face was full of grievances, which was quite different from the fierce appearance of the dignitaries.
Ye Liu put him in his arms and patted it softly: "What happened to Xiaobao? Is there any injury?"
Mo Xiaobao buried his small face in the arms of Ye Liu and shook his head. Yeli just took a sip, "touch" "touch" his little head: "Nothing is fine, pay attention to safety, what should I do if I am injured?"
"He is a bad person! Xiaobao hates him!" Mo Xiaobao's grievances, the child's unique pure and tender voice spread out far. In the place where there was no one, the infatuation of the past was in the past. How bad is it, so that such a lovely Ding Wangfu Xiaoshizi hates him so much.
The face of Mo Jingli suddenly darkened, and he was almost bitten by this little devil. This little devil actually dares to sue!
"Ye Li, are you teaching your son like this? There is no rule!" Mo Jingli squatted with leaves and chills.
Ye Liu Qing Wei was so heavy that he stood up and looked at Mo Jingli without showing weakness. He said indifferently: "How does Benedict teach his son, and there is no need for the Chu Emperor. The Chu Emperor has the freedom to teach his son well."
"Feng 哧 -" next to the Feng Zhiyao could not help but sneer. Wang Hao is definitely stepping on the painful foot of Mo Jingli. Who else in the world does not know that Li Wang is now in his thirties, not to mention his son, not even a daughter. The folks even spread the incurable disease of King Li. Of course, the phoenix of Feng Zhiyao knows more clearly. It is precisely because of the clarity that Feng Zhiyao almost wants to sympathize with Mo Jingli. The most painful thing in the world is not that there has never been, but that after losing and recovering, I found that the bamboo basket was in a hurry.
Therefore, now I am afraid that 一百 景 景 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百 一百
"Ye Li!" Mo Jingli screamed. Ye Li turned around and took Mo Xiaobao to face Mo Jingli. Shen Sheng said: "Ben Yi Jing Chu is the king of a country, but if the Chu Emperor does not have the slightest way to be a guest, then Benxi is not far away. ""
Mo Jingli smirked and smiled. He raised his hand and sneered: "When you come to the heart, you will be stunned. Just after you have been closed, you will be bitten by this kid. This is the hospitality of Dingwangfu?"
Mo Xiaobao stood by Ye Li, leaning against the delicate little chin, and said: "You are not coming to mourn the father, you are coming to the chaos! The talents who hang the father will not wear you like this. Clothes!"
Once again, everyone turned their eyes to Mo Jingli. Even though Mo Jingli was an emperor, the status of the palace was not inferior to the color and the big Chu. As a guest, you are not required to wear mourning clothes, but at least you should change your clothes. Instead of wearing a swaying robes like Mo Jingli, it’s coming. Standing on one side, Lei Zhenzhen, wearing a black "color" dark-skinned shirt, suddenly felt that the Mohist army saw his eyes very friendly. The dress of Mo Jingli is not like a condolence. It seems to come to Yaowu Yangwei to kick the field.
Mo Jingli was dumb. He really didn't really want to hang on to ink repair, ink repair died, he dreamed of laughing, how could he still want to mourn him? Just being exposed by a small child in front of so many people, but still let him some can not go down.
For a long while, Mo Jingli snorted and looked at Ye Lidao: "Ding Wang Yu, you are coming from afar, you want to block the shackles here?" At first glance: "If the Chu Emperor really came to hang on to the king, Benedict would not dare to stop."
Mo Jingli proudly said: "Oh, nature is coming for this."
Ye Liang calmly nodded: "If this is the case, ask Li Wang to go to the spirit before a scent."
Mo Jingli did not object, nodded and said: "Exactly, you also want to see the body of the King. After all... it is a friendship that has been played since childhood. Presumably, will Wang Hao not object?"
Ye Li was silent for a moment, only faintly said: "Chu Huang please."
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