Xu Wei Rebirth

In the woods, Mo San stared indifferently at the three men in black who raised their knives at him. The eyes of the men in black were full of horror. They never imagined that the 11-year-old child in front of them could easily avoid the three of them. At this moment, they stared at them with indifference, as if they were ants that could be trampled to death with a single step!

don't want to die! ! !So the three of them looked at each other, roared furiously again, and swung their swords at Mo San!

Avoiding the pincer attack again, with a wave of his hand, the three men in black only had time to open their mouths before suddenly spraying blood and falling limply down.

At that moment, they only felt as if the sharpest knife cut through their meridians one by one!

Mo San didn't care to wipe off the blood on his face, raised his head to meet the concerned eyes who were sitting on the tree pole, Mo San's eyes warmed up, and he jumped onto the tree pole with a touch of his toes.

Just as he sat down, Xu Weibian pulled Mo San over and looked him up and down carefully, before letting out a breath, and said with a smile, "Xiao Mo, you can still use spells."

Mo San raised his eyebrows slightly. Anyone who is good at martial arts knows a little magic. This is basic common sense. Why doesn't Weiwei seem to know?

"Xu Haoran won't?" Mo San asked in a low voice, glanced at the corpses under the tree, raised his hand, a hollow suddenly appeared under the corpses, and swallowed those corpses.

Xu Wei was speechless. After recovering, he shook his head and said, "I've never seen my brother use magic before."

Mo San recalled it carefully, it seems that this is really the case?He practiced martial arts against Xu Haoran a few times, and Xu Haoran always used martial arts. At that time, he didn't think much about it, but it was nothing.

Pulling up Xu Wei, Mo San embraced Xu Wei and jumped down. After landing, Xiao Bai happily rushed out, circling around the two of them.

"Xiao Mo, how do we go next?"

"Go south, I'm going to get something."

"Huh? What is it?" Xu Wei became curious.

"Dragon mark."

"Huh? What is that?"

Mo San paused, turned his head and said, "The proof required for the prince's canonization ceremony. Anything is fine, as long as it has the dragon mark left by the ancestor."

"Oh, I see." Xu Wei was stunned.

"Weiwei, there may be danger..." Mo San hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, I will take care of myself, and Xiao Mo will protect me too, right?" Xu Wei had a big smile on his face.

Mo San stared at the big smile on Xu Wei's face, and nodded slowly.Of course he will protect Weiwei, Weiwei... more than anything else...

At the end of March, flowers were in full bloom on the outskirts of the capital. Zhang Mingrui, holding a horse and smiling, stood on the grassy slope, squinting at the sky. The sky was blue and white clouds were leisurely.

What a day.

"The third prince left Qingyang?" Fang Jingran was a little surprised.

"Yes, and...Weiwei also left together." Zhang Mingrui said lightly.

"Weiwei?" Fang Jingran frowned, why did Haoran's youngest son join in the fun? !

"Probably looking for the dragon mark." Zhang Mingrui said with a faint smile, "Unfortunately, the second prince has already been found."

Fang Jingran's eyes lit up, "Have you found the second prince?"

"Well, the news just came last night, it's a sword." Although Zhang Mingrui smiled, the smile was still leisurely and faint, not as obviously happy as Fang Jingran, but Fang Jingran was already used to it, Zhang Mingrui was in this way.

It's always so light, 11 years ago it was okay, there was Haoran that stinky boy making a fuss, at that time, he could still see a little joy and excitement, but now, the mood is getting weaker and weaker.

While the two were standing, a servant came up hurriedly with his head bowed, and presented a folded note with pale hands.

Zhang Mingrui narrowed his eyes slightly, took it, and said lightly, "Go down."

As if the servant had been pardoned, he saluted hastily, then staggered back.

Zhang Mingrui slowly opened the note, and with just a glance, there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, but it soon settled down.Staring at the note thoughtfully for a while, the original smile on Zhang Mingrui's face deepened.

Although Fang Jingran standing beside him had a dull face, he was a little curious in his heart. Although Zhang Mingrui seldom smiled when he was not smiling, everyone who met Prime Minister Zhang said that Mr. Zhang Mingrui was a gentle and smiling person, very approachable, like a spring breeze ah.

But there are also a few sharp-eyed people who know that Master Zhang Mingrui seems to be very close to everyone, but in fact, he is not close to anyone.

That smiling face looks so comfortable to smile, but maybe it makes you comfortable now, and when you turn around, you will find yourself uncomfortable.

But now, Fang Jingran quietly glanced at the smile on Zhang Mingrui's face, and understood in his heart, whose note belonged to it.

"Brother Jingran, when are you going to Qingyang with Lord Jingfeng?" Zhang Mingrui slowly put away the note in his hand, turned his head and asked thoughtfully.

"Returning to the Prime Minister, the next day, the official will go to Qingyang Academy with Lord Jingfeng." Fang Jingran said respectfully.

"Then, when the time comes, I will ask someone to send you two jars of wine, brother Jingran, please pass them on to Haoran." Zhang Mingrui said with a smile.

Fang Jingran responded respectfully, and he understood even more in his heart, that note really belonged to that brat Haoran?It's just... when did Haoran get in touch with the prime minister?

Puzzled in his heart, although he knew it would be better not to ask this question, Fang Jingran couldn't help asking, "Has the prime minister communicated with Haoran?"

Zhang Mingrui smiled faintly, "It's strange? Haoran and I have been friends for many years, so it's not surprising that we exchange letters occasionally."

Fang Jingran was silent for a moment.

11 years ago, they were friends for many years? ? ?

Seeing Fang Jingran's silence, Zhang Mingrui just got on his horse neatly, and said with a smile, "Brother Jingran, I still have work to do, so I'll go ahead."

Running all the way, Zhang Mingrui thought that when the servant suddenly came to him and handed him a note just now, his heart was solemn.

He set strict rules, and unless there were special circumstances, he was not allowed to submit information outside.

The servant presented the information to himself with a pale face in front of Fang Jingran, then the situation must be very serious.

At that time, his heart was solemn, thinking that something serious had happened, but when he opened it, he was stunned.

"The 50-year-old daughter of the two altars is red."

The font is vigorous and powerful, and the last stroke of the female character is slightly raised. He can recognize such a character with his eyes closed, it is Haoran!

I was stunned in my heart, many question marks popped up, what channel did Haoran send the letter to himself?Is this letter the information from below?Such nonsensical information could not have been submitted by his well-trained subordinates... But after slowly calming down, he smiled.

Does Haoran know that Zhong Bo, the housekeeper who has been with him for many years, is his own?

So, through Uncle Zhong wrote such a letter to himself?He wanted to tell himself that he already knew that he had placed Zhongbo by his side, but Haoran was not angry?

Zhang Mingrui drove all the way, rushed back to the mansion, entered the study, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Replying to the master, the information submitted by the guard said that Mr. Xu just handed this note to him, and said, "Give it to your master, and didn't say anything else." Appeared quietly in the The man in Tsing Yi in the study knelt down on the ground and spoke respectfully in a low voice.

Zhang Mingrui knocked on the table silently, and after a long while, said calmly, "Tell the guard to continue to protect Mr. Xu." After a pause, he raised his hand to write a note, folded it carefully, walked to the shelf, took a small jade bottle, Staring at the jade bottle, he raised his hand to rub it lightly for a while, then stuffed the note into the jade bottle, and handed it to the man in Tsing Yi, "Let the guard give it to Mr. Xu."

"Yes!"

In Liufang County, more than 100 miles away from the capital, in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, deep in the bamboo forest.

Song Chenyue hurriedly walked through the bamboo forest. Because the hem of the white skirt was too long, Song Chenyue simply squatted down and tore it short, with a nervous and flustered expression. When she saw the forest in front of her, Song Chenyue's expression was happy, and she was about to jump down, when suddenly several figures flashed in front of her eyes, and Song Chenyue's expression changed.

His face was pale, but there was a stubbornness in his eyes, he straightened his back, and said with a stern expression, "Get out of the way!"

The few people in front of me were dressed in black dresses and black veils. They were slender. They should be women, but their eyes were blank. They stood in front of Song Chenyue, neither advancing nor retreating, indifferent and indifferent.

"How courageous! You dare to block my way!" Song Chenyue said sharply again, but quietly pinched the formula in her hand, looking for an empty space in the corner of her eyes.

"Fifth Sister, you'd better not use spells without permission. If Elder Sister finds out, she will definitely punish you again." A sighing voice sounded, and a person slowly walked out from the depths of the woods, but it turned out to be Song Zhen.

When Song Chenyue caught a glimpse of Song Zhen, her complexion changed, she was a little unwilling, and shouted with some unacceptable, "Third Sister! Do you even want to force me?!"

After Song Chenyue yelled, her eyes turned red, tears were about to fall, but she stubbornly wiped them away, she just straightened her back and glared, "Third Sister! I will never accept my fate like this!"

Song Zhen paused, staring deeply at Song Chenyue, accepting his fate?

An erratic smile slowly appeared on the corner of Song Zhen's mouth, "Fifth sister, be obedient, go back. Otherwise, the eldest sister will find out later, and you will be imprisoned in the ancestral hall. You know the ancestral hall of our Song family."

Song Chenyue's body trembled, ancestral hall?Of course she knows!

Glaring fiercely at the five black-clothed women who were still stubbornly blocking her, Song Chenyue turned around angrily and ran away. She would never accept her fate like this!

palace?snort!

Concubine Ruyu?snort!

Second prince?Die, die, die... She will not marry into the palace even if she dies, and she must not be like those women in the Song family, who are not dead, but already live like a dead person!She shouldn't be like the third sister who has devoted her whole life to the Song family, and can even use or deceive the man she loves, and finally plans to marry a second time!

The women of the Song family don't just live for the Song family! !

Looking at Song Chenyue's angrily figure, the smile on the corner of Song Zhen's mouth slowly faded, and he sighed softly, "Back off!"

After the five women in black knelt down and saluted Song Zhen respectfully, they turned into smoke and disappeared in front of Song Zhen.

"Fifth sister, you are still too naive..." Song Zhen murmured.