Yu Jun

Chapter 45
Mo Lingfeng didn't cry, but he was so angry that he went crazy and lost his mind.

Facing the ferocious Mo Qianlan, she let out a trombone, "Ah", and then with a small fist on her shoulder, she gathered all her strength and gave Mo Qianlan a heavy blow on the head.

Mo Qianlan didn't expect it, it was another paper flower stand, and she was hammered back on the spot, falling from the swing.

Before Mo Qianlan got up, Mo Lingfeng caught up and sat astride him, with a sledgehammer.

The more she hammered, the angrier she became, she yelled loudly, and changed the way, raised her palm, and slapped Mo Qianlan on the head with a "slap", hating him for being confused.

While Mo Qianlan was parrying, he noticed that she fell off her body, so embarrassed that she almost shattered.

Wu Jin took half a step, and raised her hand up, trying to hold Mo Lingfeng, but soon realized that she was overstepping, and backed away again - this is the Mo family's business.

He looked at the brothers and sisters of the Mo family and did not move.

The rays of the sun were like brocade, covering the bodies of the Mo brothers and sisters, the rays of the rays were like fire, falling in the eyes of the brothers and sisters of the Mo family, the rays of the rays were like blood, spreading endlessly on the ground.

The whole world is shrouded in the two of them, they are connected with each other, their blood is fused together, they share wealth and honor, share heavy responsibilities, they are dependent on each other by life and soul, and their hearts are interlinked.

In the future, their tablets will even stand side by side to share the incense of their descendants.

Wu Jin stood in place, her shadow stretched long and flat on the ground, sticking to the ground alone, not overlapping with anyone's shadow.

Zhao Shiheng stood by and watched Mo Lingfeng's atrocities.

He loves Mo Lingfeng's wildness, which is like a foreshadowing, a kind of announcement, which allows him to foresee what kind of growth Mo Lingfeng will experience in the future.

However, after hearing the crisp applause, he immediately stepped forward and hugged her tightly.

"Lee Feng! Don't hit my brother. If you run out by yourself, he's going to get sick. If something happens to you, will your brother still be alive?"

Mo Lingfeng stopped his hands, and hummed two cold airs at Mo Qianlan.

Zhao Shiheng comforted her, and stretched out his hand to help Mo Qianlan up. Mo Qianlan raised his head and smiled silently - he was happy.

Mo Lingfeng was just as if the sky had fallen, he was happy, and Mo Lingfeng beat him, and he was also happy, because Mo Lingfeng cared about him, loved him, and her every move, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy were all because of him.

Smelly Auntie.

Lowering his head, he hid his smiling face and waved to Mo Lingfeng: "Come here."

Mo Lefeng refused with a loud voice: "No!"

"Oh," Mo Qianlan pointed at Wu Jin, "Brother said something serious, you are going to be estranged from your brother now, and you and your friend are on the same side?"

Wu Jin's thin shadow moved, feeling that Mo Qianlan was declaring something to him.

"Yes!" Mo Lefeng responded simply.

Mo Qianlan stepped forward and hugged Mo Lingfeng: "Ah, my brother is going to be scared to death."

He hugged Mo Lingfeng's slender arms and legs, and walked towards the middle hall, but Mo Lingfeng still hadn't calmed down, and was full of anger, struggling to kick Mo Qianlan with his two little feet.

When the two of them left, the servants who accompanied them also left. The garden was still dark just now, and only Wu Jin and Zhao Shiheng were left in an instant.

The smile on Zhao Shiheng's face gradually faded away, leaving only a layer of emptiness. He turned to look at Wu Jin: "Come back after dinner with me, you have something to say."

Wu Jin came back to her senses, nodded in response, and followed Zhao Shiheng into Jiusixuan.

Jiu Sixuan was also quiet.

Zhao Shiheng looked at Qi Chang who was cleaning up swallow poop on the bluestone slab: "The one in gray, come here."

Qi Chang shrank his shoulders and arched his back to meet him, huddled into a ball, raised his eyes unconsciously, glanced at Zhao Shiheng, saw Zhao Shiheng staring at him, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

Zhao Shiheng told him to make tea first, and then go to the kitchen to send a message, and when you time came, put the dinner for the two of them in the flower hall.

Qi Chang left as he said, Zhao Shiheng didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he pointed at Qi Chang's back, and said to Wu Jin: "Human nature is evil, Sun Qing said, "When you are hungry, you want food, when you are cold, you want warmth, when you are tired, you want rest, and you want profit." As for evil and harm, human beings are born with it, 'How do you know that there are gentlemen and villains?"

Wu Jin bowed his head and replied: "Students think that human nature is good. Zou Guogong said that compassion, shame, respect, right and wrong, all people have it, but under the situation, there is something to give and something to do. There are gentlemen and villains."

Zhao Shiheng turned his eyes away from Qi Chang, and stepped up the stone steps: "This kind of villain has never seen kindness."

Wu Jin noticed that he disliked Qi Chang very much.

He didn't like it, but stayed. It must be useful. Besides, the good and evil of human nature have been debated endlessly since ancient times, and he couldn't justify it, so he never answered.

Zhao Shiheng opened the bamboo curtain, stepped into the flower hall, and sat down on the first grand master's chair: "Sit down, there are only two of us, there is no need to be polite."

Wu Jin sat upright at the bottom.

The big yellow dog came in wagging its tail, and squatted aside with its ears upright. Zhao Shiheng stroked the dog's head, and the big yellow dog lay down next to his legs.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Wu Jin said: "The border war has been suspended for many years, students dare to ask sir, how long will there be peace?"

Zhao Shiheng frowned when he heard this.

The border has been peaceful for a long time. Ordinary people always think that it will be peaceful for thousands of years, but they don't know that the smoke of the wolf is already in front of them.

He and Mo Qianlan are also taking this opportunity to plan.

When Wu Jin mentioned this matter, could it be that he had spied some actions of him and Mo Qianlan?
He didn't change his face: "It's an unknown matter for the country."

At this time, Qi Chang came in with tea, and offered it to Zhao Shiheng first. Zhao Shiheng picked up the teacup, saw that the tea foam was soft and white, and it was fried just in time, so he took a sip.

He looked at Wu Jin: "Why did you suddenly ask about this? You are at the racecourse today, but what happened?"

Qi Chang didn't dare to listen too much, he quickly gave Wu Jin a cup of tea, and hurried out.

Wu Jin nodded: "Today at the Shuo River, the students saw four Qiang men, who were not long-time acquaintances. They said they came to belong, but the students looked at them with suspicion."

Zhao Shiheng heard that he had met Sheng Qiang, so he was relieved, and his words were still very cautious: "The Qiang people are good at riding and shooting, and they are also good at fighting. The imperial court treats the Qiang people very kindly. There are many Qiang people, why are you suspicious?"

Wu Jin said: "When the students were apprentices, they met the Qiang people who belonged to them. Without exception, there were women in their families, but these four people did not. The students thought that a family must be built in the hands of women. If there are no women, it will be difficult. Too sharp, too sharp, the home will quickly dissipate, let alone travel thousands of miles to belong."

Zhao Shiheng thought he would say that these people behaved differently, but he didn't expect him to mention women.

That's right, without a woman, you are just a wandering duck.

"Do you remember the appearance of these four people?"

Wu Jin nodded, and told the special features of the four people's faces one by one. Speaking of the young man who threw the white stone, he had a particularly deep memory: "There is a new scar on the arch of his left eyebrow."

"I see," Zhao Shiheng wrote down what he said one by one. "This matter needs to be reported to Wang Zhizhou for investigation. The Jiedushi is just a false title, and he can't even control a dog."

The big yellow dog swiped its tail and agreed very much.

(End of this chapter)