Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 862

"Okay, then even if he Xishang took out the soldiers and horses at the bottom of the box, he even pulled out the 10 Imperial Guards from the imperial capital, and he did everything he could to get [-] people."

Emperor Yun Jing raised his eyebrows, and calmly made a calculation for Mo Junli: "The Mu family has always been very elite, and Ming Yuan can be regarded as a good hand in leading troops to fight after years of experience on the border."

"In this way, let's assume that by allocating more than 15 men to him, he will be able to restrain the [-]-[-] Mu's army of Xishang, minus the [-] allocated to Mingyuan, and minus the current garrison. Of the [-] at the border gates, there are still [-] left."

"Ayan," Mo Jingyao rolled his eyes with a smile, "What are you going to do with the [-] yuan?"

"It's [-], it's easy to say." Mo Junli raised his eyebrows indifferently, "To be honest, old man, I only received the news from Mr. Fuli Bai a while ago."

"He said that he and Wen's are ready, and they can take the opportunity to start troubles only when the troubles at Xishang divert the attention of Yuan Lingwei and others."

"At that time, let's discuss a date and let them find an excuse to pretend to mess up the southern border, and then you can transfer the Duke and his tens of thousands of soldiers and horses out--the Wen family army in Fuli is no worse than us. How much worse is Mu Jiajun?"

"Oh? Fuli." Emperor Yunjing frowned with a half-smile, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, "Ayan, why are you getting involved with Fuli's people?"

"Is it possible that when you go to Fuli to meet Yuan Sui, what unexpected extra gains will you have?"

The emperor said something meaningful with a crooked ending, and the young man touched the tip of his nose with a sneer.

"Harmful." Mo Junli raised his head and aimed at the painted and carved beams on the roof of the imperial study room, his voice was a little uncomfortable, "What should I say about this?"

"Old man, to be honest, I originally wanted to shoot Fuli down in a fair and honest manner, but I didn't expect that uncle would never give me this chance."

"However, I only found out about this a few days ago, and I was worried about not being able to get away from the Duke of the country and not being able to make a situation of 'invite the king into the urn'."

"Oh, uncle." Hearing his son's intimate but not unfamiliar address, Mo Jingyao couldn't help winking at Mo Junli, "Stinky boy, you are so kind!"

"Why, this is not the time for you to blame him for not letting your mother go back to Fuli?"

"What are you talking about, old man." The boy's eyebrows darkened, and when he mentioned his mother who passed away early, he felt a dull pain in his heart, "...I knew from the beginning that my uncle had his own reasons for doing that. , it’s just that I’ve been refusing to think about it before.”

"Old man, I went to Fuli at that time, and after I saw him once with my own eyes, I thought about it."

"Except for my mother herself, there is no one in this world who has the right to blame uncle," Mo Junli narrowed his eyes and tried to calm his voice, "and no one can say 'forgive' instead of her."

"—Maybe my mother never hated him, or maybe she did, but she was completely relieved at a certain moment."

"Fuli is the place where she was born and raised. She has grown up in the imperial court for 20 years. She knows better than you and me what kind of situation Fuli's court is like, and she also knows better what uncle wants to sit firmly. The position, what price do you have to pay—"

"My mother closed her eyes with a smile." The young man pursed his lips, and his pupils were sore for a moment, "In your arms, in front of my eyes."

"I knew she had stopped complaining by then."

——No longer blame the elder brother who knew she had gone back, but still avoided seeing her; no longer blame the husband who betrayed her, but never really failed her.

Also, she no longer complains about the world of mortals who buried her great years and killed her best friend in her boudoir.

"Old man, she has never been a dodder spoiled by the Tian family, nor is she a boudoir who is trapped and locked in this corner of the world."

Mo Junli closed his eyes tremblingly: "She is Yuan Qing."

"She can afford it, she can put it down, she is the Princess Fuli who is full of knowledge and cares about the world."

"It's also the Empress Qianping that you personally pursued."

"She won't let resentment hold her back."

——I don't want anyone to live in resentment all their lives because of her.

"That's right...she won't be trapped by these things." Mo Jingyao lowered his head and let out a chuckle, "She has always been the most daring girl in the world."

The young man was silent when he heard the words, but the emperor who was sitting alone behind the court case laughed more and more happily.

Listening to his loud laughter, Mo Junli finally couldn't help raising his head and wrinkled his face, and the look of disgust in his eyes did not hide at all: "Old man, what are you doing so silly here. "

"Laughing so happily, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to catch my breath later, and I'll stick it out again."

"Tell you, I'm not responsible for calling you a doctor."

——He directly called Le Wan to eat!

The boy tilted his head and hugged his chest, but Mo Jingyao laughed so hard that he almost shrank into the table hole.

The emperor leaned against the table and was out of breath laughing. He pointed at Mo Junli with one hand, and rubbed his sore and sore belly with the other. His voice still had the shadow of a smile: "Stinky boy, your father, I am laughing at you!" what."

"I'm laughing that you were sold by that black-hearted old man Yuan Sui, and you still go up to count the money for him!!"

"He said a few good things to you, and it would be miserable if he betrayed you in front of you, so you'll fall into his tricks, take over, take over and help you away, haha..."

"A Yan, are you stupid?" Mo Jingyao, who had laughed enough, coughed and tapped the table, "Just help him away from the court, if you want to fight, you can fight, and you don't have to worry about family struggles when you fight. What is the division of military power?"

"The pair of little girls born by Zuo Yuansui are incapable of governing the world, and the common people will be full of complaints after leaving them under for three to five years. Even if the Wen family is powerful, how long can they withstand the emperor? suspicion?"

"At that time, talented people with lofty ideals will be neglected by the king, and the common people will lose confidence in the imperial court. If you fight at this time, it is called following the time and the trend. It will not take much trouble all the way."

"And what about you now? Your uncle gave you the country he has guarded all his life." Emperor Yunjing smiled and rested his chin, "but he also left the mess in the court to you."

"If you want to receive this great gift, you have to work hard to calculate and push it. You have to worry about how to arrange those aristocratic families in the future, and how to deal with Fuli's own hundreds of thousands of military power."

"It's even more troublesome how to balance the relationship between Fuli's old officials and our Qianping courtiers. We must take care of Qianping's common people and appease Fuli's people..."

"Oh, with just a few soft words, you can trap such a dedicated king who continues to protect him and help the people away from him," Mo Jingyao pretended to be naive and straightforward, shaking his head and sighing, "This deal is really a bargain ah!"

"Why can't I find such an obedient and easy-to-use big wronged seed~"

　It's indeed a kind of injustice and cowardice, but my uncle's hand is still coquettish.

　　But doing so can save a lot of people from dying (counseling self-comfort.jpg)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)