Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 13
I saw an old man who seemed to be inconvenient to move, holding a stone in his hand, and a little girl with pigtails and a washed white dress looked at the old man worriedly.

Mu Jiuyao tilted her head slightly and walked straight over.

"Old man, this place is too dangerous, you should go back quickly."

Mu Jiuyao's voice came and caught the attention of those two.

The little girl took half a step back as if frightened, stared at Mu Jiuyao with her big round eyes, then blinked her eyes, twisted her clothes with her fingers, "Big sister, are you here?" do what?"

"Yeah, girl, it's dangerous here..."

"Since the old man knows the danger, why did he come here?" Mu Jiuyao frowned slightly, trying to take the stone from the old man's hand.

The man paused, did not let go, sighed and shook his head, his tone full of helplessness, "Jiangcheng is the place where my ancestors lived for generations, and for some reason, the flooding of the river is getting worse and worse, Mr. Mo They all said that if things go on like this, all of them will need to be relocated here, and Jiangcheng may not be able to keep it... But this is my root, how can I give up here, I also want to keep my roots for my descendants... "He glanced at the little girl beside her with red eyes.

Mu Jiuyao stayed where she was, watching the old man sigh, holding the not-so-big stone towards the embankment, and beyond that was the roaring river, where human power seemed so fragile, it seemed It is so small.

Mu Jiuyao only saw that the old man piled up the rocks in his hands on the pile of not so strong second line of defense, trying hard to fix the stones, and the water splashed from the first line of defense from time to time Splashing on the old man's cheek, there was a kind of determination on the already aged face.

Yugong's strength is just as strong as shaking mountains...but it is indeed something that people cannot ignore.

This is not only the task she has to do as Sanxian Mu Jiuyao, but also the luck to be collected, it is also a responsibility that Mu Jiuyao, the prime minister of the Xiyue Dynasty, should bear.

"Girl, looking at you, you shouldn't have lived in Jiangcheng all year round, right? You should hurry up, it will be too late." The old man walked back and patted the head of the little girl who had been waiting for him all this time. , with a loving light in his eyes, but his tone was indifferent as if he had accepted his fate, and there was still a trace of despair and reluctance in it.

As he spoke, he took the little girl's hand, sighed and prepared to leave.

"Old man, wait a minute," Mu Jiuyao said suddenly, with an inexplicable light in his eyes, "Who is the Mr. Mo you mentioned earlier?"

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes showed a hint of gratitude, "Mr. Mo doesn't know when he came to Jiangcheng. He is very resourceful and has saved our Jiangcheng from greater disasters many times, but now it seems that there is no countermeasure. The hall is stupid and dishonest, so what if the imperial capital is beautiful, the local officials are rampant, ranging from corruption to plundering the people, at this moment only the commander Yang Yufei can be trusted a little bit, but... hey..."

"Mr. Mo...?" Mu Jiuyao's eyes flickered to inquire, the flood in Jiangcheng can be...

Mu Jiuyao was about to ask about Mr. Mo again, but a voice came from the side.

　All kinds of requests~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)