Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 226 The messenger is coming
The night passed.

On the second day, the sun rose slowly as usual, and the sunshine between spring and summer poured on the plains in the eastern suburbs of Luoyang, making people feel very warm.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Mujing had a rest overnight and was in good spirits. He got up early in the morning, thinking about what happened last night, and after thinking twice, he deliberately punched outside Mushan's camp.

"Stop yelling outside, it's early in the morning, don't be bothered, come in!" A deep voice soon came from the tent.

Without saying a word, Mu Jing quickly put away his fists, opened the door curtain, and stepped in.

In the tent, Mu Shan's robes were neat and tidy, obviously he had been up for a while, he was kneeling in front of the desk, holding a volume of books, reading carefully, these days, he has developed a habit of reading every day.

At the beginning, Mu Shan was not used to it. He would rather practice martial arts than study quietly. This was a bit depressing for him, but under Jiang Lu's persuasion several times, he gradually got used to it and formed a habit.

Mujing observed his father's face carefully, and then said: "Father, you slept well last night!"

"not too good!"

Mushan's way is hard.

"Actually..." Mu Jing spoke a little bit more, and said, "Uncle Zhong was his own master in the past, and you have a lot of adults, so don't remember it!"

"Humph!"

Mu Shan snorted coldly: "If you hadn't brought him here, I would have arranged a crossbow to kill him at the first step in the camp. I, Mu Shan, have faced countless dangers in my life. The only time I almost died in battle was by his sword. But to me, on the battlefield, success or failure, life or death, is nothing, he is better than me, I admit it, what I hate is, if it wasn't for him tearing up the defense line of Wancheng, and entering alone , we will not suffer defeat, and Qu Shuai will not die in battle!"

Zhang Mancheng and him have the kindness of knowing each other and the love of reinvention. He treats him like a father and brother.

Zhang Mancheng's death was the greatest hatred in his heart.

"What else?" Mujing's head hurts.

"I told myself that if I see him again, I will take his life at all costs to comfort his handsome soul!"

Mu Shan said harshly.

"Father, in Luoyang City, if he hadn't defended the child several times, I'm afraid the child would have died. He was a life-saving grace to the child!" If the child escapes from birth, the child will never allow his father to kill him!"

"If you must kill him for your father?"

This is what Mushan said.

After entering this military camp, Mushan is the king. He says life is life, and he says death is death.

Huang Zhong is a fierce general, a rare fierce general in the world, and his martial arts have reached the pinnacle, but he is a flesh and blood body after all. , coupled with the high-intensity long-range attack weapon such as the crossbow, it is even more difficult to escape.

"The child is willing to block it with his body!"

Mujing is persistent.

"Even if you don't hesitate to disobey your father?"

"I dare not disobey my father, but this is a life-saving grace. I can't just stand by and watch. I would rather go to hell together than regret it for life!" Mu Jing's expression was firm.

"My son has grown up!" Mu Shan's eyes were complicated: "The wings have grown hard!"

"Child dare not!"

Mu Jing knelt on the ground, bowed his head and kowtowed.

"Leave him alive for the time being, but this doesn't mean it's over!" Mu Shan said calmly: "I won't use the army to kill him, it's disgraceful, Huang Hansheng should let his martial arts continue Above my father, if one day, my father's martial arts surpassed him, I should personally behead his head to avenge Qu Shuai!"

"Thank you father!"

Mujing wiped off his cold sweat, since his father said so, this matter is over.

As for the fact that one day Mushan's martial arts can surpass Huang Zhong's, he doesn't want to look at it. Huang Zhong is nearly 60 years old, and he can still draw with Guan Yu, who is in his prime. In his [-]s, he can still shoot and kill the fierce general Xia Houyuan. Although Mushan is strong, But in this life, there may not be a day when martial arts will be at its limit.

After all, all martial arts practitioners know that the further back, the more difficult it is. Some people maintain a state, and it is difficult to take a small step throughout their lives.

"Sit down!" Mu Shan patted the cushion next to the desk, and said, "He Weifu, tell me about your time in Luoyang!"

"Yes!"

Mujing stepped forward, sat down on his knees, and then told Mushan in detail since he entered Luoyang. Of course, most of them reported good news but not bad ones, but Mushan is not so easy to fool. Hardship, how could he not know.

"My son is suffering!"

Looking at his son's childish but mature face, he sighed: "In the final analysis, my father is too weak to get you into such a predicament, but now that my father is here, who in this Luoyang City Once bullied my son, I made him regret it!"

"Father, children don't suffer!" Mu Jing said: "Heaven has given us a great mission, and we must first suffer from it, exhaust our muscles and bones, starve our body, and empty our body!"

"My son read this book well!"

Mushan smiled.

"My lord, Army Master Jiang is begging to see you!" At this time, the guards guarding the left and right sides of the camp came to report.

"Please!"

Mu Shan tidied up his robe and said softly.

Soon Jiang Lu was invited in.

"My lord!" Jiang Lu saluted.

"Haoming, come and sit!" Mu Shan waved.

"My lord, an envoy from Luoyang City has arrived!"

Jiang Lu sat down and hurriedly reported.

"Messenger?" Mu Shan narrowed his eyes: "He came very quickly!"

He thought for a while: "But now that I have the Prince's Association in my hands, do I still need to talk to them? Wouldn't it be better to directly attack Luoyang and help the Prince's Association ascend to the throne?"

"My lord, don't think so!" Jiang Ludao: "We may not be able to defeat Luoyang City. In addition, it may not be feasible to support the prince to ascend the throne. After all, the prince is still alive now. Not right!"

"See you then!"

Mu Shan said: "A certain family wants to see how those high-ranking civil officials in Luoyang City want to appease the tens of thousands of troops of a certain family!"

He thought for a while and asked, "Who is the envoy?"

"Above the famous post is the imperial censor, Zhong Shao!"

"I've seen this person before. He doesn't care about factional disputes, he is neutral in the court, but he is so courageous that even the emperor dares to impeach him!" Mu Jing said.

He is most familiar with civil and military officials, because he has been to court, and more than once, he has recorded all the ministers who can be counted in Luoyang City, so as to prevent himself from being offended.

"Courageous?"

A smile rose from the corner of Mu Shan's mouth: "Hao Ming, before going to summon the Hundred Generals to the gate of the camp, I want to see if he dares to come in!"

"promise!"

Jiang Lu nodded, and went to arrange immediately.

"In addition, go and invite the prince here, we are the teachers of King Qin, we can't learn from the unknown!" Mu Shan said.

"I go!"

Mu Jing nodded, bowed and left.

Before the gate.

A middle-aged man, dressed in an imperial official robe, wearing a crown on his head, wearing a jade pendant on his body, holding a festival in his hand, waiting with peace of mind.

"My lord, this Mushan is quite rude!"

"Hmph, in the face of the power of the court, you are so arrogant, a bandit is a bandit, it's hard to become a master!"

Several people behind him complained.

"To shut up!"

The middle-aged said coldly.

His eyes were cold, he stared forward, looked at this majestic military camp, and clenched his fists slightly. He knew better than anyone else that the peace talks this time were important to the situation in Luoyang. Totally hopeless.

"Lord Chong Shao, the prince please--come in!"

Jiang Lu came out and cupped his hands.

"Prince!"

Chong Shao's heart skipped a beat, he understood that the Prince's Association might have already fallen into the Mushan Camp.

He took a deep breath and stepped in.

"Enter!"

"Enter!"

The soldiers of the two battalions of the Violent Bear Army suddenly lined up left and right, raising their troops and shouting.

(End of this chapter)