Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Much more than Xue Qing.

Xue Qing: "A Baitong, I just want to trouble you to see what medicinal materials are in this sachet?"

He handed over the sachet in his hand.

Whether it is taking out the sachet or passing the sachet, the people who come into contact with it are handed over with a handkerchief.Li Wuzuo didn't pay any attention to it, and took out the thing with his bare hands, and then played with it in front of his eyes.

He conveniently took out a knife from his waist and poked open the outside of the sachet to reveal the inside.

Countless things that looked like grass roots in Xue Qing's eyes fell down.

If there is a difference, it's grass roots that don't look quite the same.

Wu Zuo squatted down to smell like a dog, and then found a lot of powder hidden in it, and even licked it with his tongue.Even Xue Qing, who was cold-blooded, couldn't help gasping when he saw Li Wu making such a move, "You're going too far!"

Li Yuzuo nodded indifferently, and then turned the finely divided herbs into a mess.

"Here is the bad news. Most of the herbal medicines are indeed used to soothe the nerves, so when mixed together, they are no different from ordinary calming incense. If you search all the pharmacies in the capital, you can't find a single one that doesn't sell this stuff. But The good news is that these fallen powders don’t look like much, but they are only effective when they are fresh. And because this kind of medicinal powder is difficult to make, there are no more than three pharmacies in the city that sell this medicinal powder.”

As soon as Xue Qing waved, the officials behind him took a step forward.

"The two doctors used by the Jiao family are Tongrentang."

Li Wuzuo nodded, "Tongrentang is one of them, and there are also Renchuntang and Cichuntang. I suggest you check them all."

Five days later, it was Kong Xiu's execution day.

The hundreds of people who came from the Xuhuai fiefdom were all resettled, and when Kong Xiu was escorted to the entrance of the vegetable market, the place where the fork was forked was already surrounded by officers and soldiers, and there were even five fine horses waiting nearby. .

The officials sitting high on the stage looked solemn, and were staring at the prison van gradually coming in from the outer layer.

Someone suddenly let out a sharp cry, the voice was full of resentment and hatred, most people couldn't tell where the accent came from, but the venom and curse in it could be heard clearly.

Emotions don't need words, just from the plain language, one can see how much the speaker hates Kong Xiu.

The entrance of the vegetable market, which was originally quiet and solemn, suddenly became agitated. Many people were frightened by so many officers and soldiers and did not dare to mess around, but the constant sobs and venomous curses suddenly aroused their hearts for a long time. pain of.

Vegetable leaves, stones, mud...

It can be said that whatever they have on hand, they throw it at Kong Xiu.

Some hit accurately, and hit Kong Xiu's forehead all at once, causing blood to flow profusely.

Unfortunately, the officers and soldiers escorting the prison car had to go out and use their scabbards to stop the people who were climbing up.But they didn't dare to really use their knives, especially these people...all of them are the sufferers.

Thinking of what happened to them in the past, this action did not dare to be irritable, and could only push it away gently.

Finally, the prison cart was pushed into the entrance of the vegetable market. The officers and soldiers stopped the civilians with their bodies, then opened the prison cart and dragged Kong Xiu down.She was wearing a gray prison uniform, with a black "prisoner" on the front and a blood-red "killer" on the back. This was the clothing that prisoners on death row would wear before leaving.

When Kong Xiu was pushed to put on the reins and looked at the horses kicking towards her, her eyes, which had been pretending to be calm, were completely broken, revealing the color of complete fear.Her fingers trembled, she grabbed the rope around her neck, and when she turned her head, she saw countless people who were cursing at her.

The sound of weeping, the sharpness of cursing, the angry staring, and the swearing, countless people, that is, countless sharp swords, pierced Kong Xiu's wounds.

Mo Jingchun stood far away on the balcony, watching Kong Xiu being pushed and staggered to the open space.

Mo Yuanze and Tao Niang also stood beside him.

There have been such beheadings at the entrance of the vegetable market before, but it has never been so outrageous this time.Across a long distance, it seemed that they could also hear that faint cry, which made one's heart shudder.

The tragic scene of five horses dismembering corpses was really hard to watch, but the people watching were crying with joy, many people knelt down immediately, and even tried to drink the red blood that flowed out, which made Tao Niang couldn't help but cover her eyes, "Aye, This is……"

Mo Jingchun's palm landed on Tao Niang's shoulder, "I can't wait to eat human flesh and drink human blood, when the hatred reaches the extreme... I will do this."

After Kong Xiu's death, those thugs were all pushed onto the stage.

The executioner was already there and ready.

They chopped off everyone's heads with great agility, splashed hot water and rolled heads, and even rolled into a corner, where they were trampled on a few times.

The noisy crowd was different from the solemnity just now, and turned into a strange frenzy.

After Mo Yuanze and Tao Niang listened to Mo Jingchun's ins and outs, their expressions were particularly ugly.Looking at the seemingly rioting people below, there is nothing but sorrow in his eyes.

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly: "Since you come from a wealthy family, your starting point is already higher than many people. But you should not only look up, but also look down. The money and wealth are expensive, not for you to have the qualifications to show off your might , but to enable you to do better.”

Mo Yuanze looked at Mo Jingchun, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, did you bring us here specially?"

Mo Jingchun knocked Mo Yuanze on the head, and said with a light smile: "I just want you to see clearly that the people are also a force. Now it is a force of grief, and in the future, it will also be a force of new life. They see It looks like cattail grass, but it is actually tough, like a rock, indestructible. If you trample on it easily, you will just seek your own death."

Mo Jingchun brought his two children here, so it was not without incident.

Regardless of whether it was Mo Yuanze or Tao Niang, they were born in the Mo family and they were already much better than countless others. With such a unique wealth, if they raised a Kong Xiu, then Mo Jingchun might have to kill the weeds with his own hands.

When taking them back, Mo Yuanze leaned over coyly, and said softly, "Uncle, Auntie said, Aye gave me a name? Tell me, what is it called?"

Mo Jingchun said with a faint smile, "Did the sister-in-law tell you?"

Tao Niang smiled and said, "That's not true! My uncle kicked my elder brother out, telling him to stop messing around."

Mo Jingchun said leisurely: "Since my sister-in-law is unwilling to tell, then naturally I can't tell. When the time comes, you will naturally know."

Mo Yuanze was impatient and could only endure it.

In fact, Mo Yuanze's birthday is just around the corner, and Mo Jingchun has already specially selected a gift, waiting for him to give it to him on his birthday.

But on the eve of his birthday, Dr. Qin from Renchuntang came over.

A few days ago, An Niang had a low-grade fever and kept crying in the middle of the night. Pediatric diseases are the most difficult to treat. This time, Dr. Qin brought a female doctor from Renchuntang here. She is good at children's diseases.

Fortunately, this female doctor is very good, and after a few medications, An Niang finally recovered.

Mo Jingchun personally sent Dr. Qin out, and the two of them stood at the hanging flower gate and had a conversation. Dr. Qin took his pulse and was relieved to find that Mo Jingchun was in good health.

Mo Jingchun smiled helplessly: "It can't always be like this, you are still eating your medicinal diet."

Doctor Qin laughed loudly, "Who made Mo Shangshu a lot of troubles and illnesses these past few years, it's better to take care of him carefully."

Two days later, it was Mo Yuanze's birthday.

The Mo family got busy early, and relatives and friends also invited each other. Although Mo Jingchun was not at home, Mo Hen had already prepared the presents and was only waiting to deliver them at noon.Mo Yuanze's friends gathered together, and people who were close friends with the Mo family also came to congratulate them one after another. After the sunset banquet was over, Mo Yuanze also had his own signature.

——Yuanhe.

This is a symbol of his growth.

After Mo Jingchun came back, he specially went to Mo Yuanze's place first, and saw his nephew who was gesticulating in the courtyard jumped up and stood in front of Mo Jingchun.

He was wearing martial arts clothes, which were extremely neat.

With that handsome appearance and tall figure, he was faintly trying to catch up with Mo Jingchun.

Half a child, just like a little tiger.

Mo Jingchun patted Mo Yuanze on the shoulder, said with a light smile, "Your Majesty is planning to train the navy again, and there is a shortage of manpower. If you wish, we will leave in half a month. Under Chang Ping's hands, the lowest level soldiers."

Mo Yuanze suddenly stood up straight, and said excitedly: "I know!"

After suffering for so long, he finally got a definite tone, how could he be unhappy?

Mo Jingchun smiled, "Where you are, the reputation of the Mo family may not be useful, the navy is the world of the general Changping. Now His Majesty has invited him back to retrain the navy, in order to resist the bandits at sea in the future .What kind of world you can break out of, it all depends on yourself.”

"Yes!" Mo Yuanze said firmly.

Mo Jingchun nodded in relief.

Later, when Mo Jingchun returned to his house, hot water had already been prepared in the bathroom.Over the years, the small kitchen in Mo Jingchun's yard has developed a habit of having morning drinks. Whenever he comes back every day, Mo Jingchun always has to wipe himself first.

The little kitchen in his yard always had water boiling ready in case he wanted to take a shower.

Mo Jingchun's whole body was immersed in the water, and bubbles bubbled up.

The warm water made people feel extremely comfortable, and he became lazy, but there were two strange things on his mind.

One was about himself.

In recent days, especially in the past two months, he has always felt a little... strange restlessness in his body.

It was hard for Mo Jingchun to describe what it felt like, like...

A few nights apart, I would wake up suddenly, and then I would feel wet and cold, sticky and extremely uncomfortable.

Occasionally, he would wake up restlessly from the hazy dream, and maybe he could still find that it was warm.

He looked a little weird.

Could it be... His Majesty has been pestering him less recently, so...?

This is the second problem.

Your Majesty has not entangled him so closely these days.

The emperor enjoys love very much.

It's not that Gongye is greedy, it's just that he likes the feeling of physical bonding, as if two people have merged into one.But in the past two months, Mo Jingchun hardly ever saw each other, except that he would occasionally find His Majesty's body oppressing him when he was lying on his bed in the middle of the night, or he was sweating because of the heat.

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, except in the hall.

He also had doubts about His Majesty, especially when he... was in the middle of the night, or something, he had such speculations.But firstly, it is impossible for Mo Jingchun to ask the hidden guard about this matter, and secondly, if it is really His Majesty, then it is very unlikely... He will not even be able to get up when His Majesty does this, right?

Mo Jingchun suppressed himself until his face flushed, and then slowly got up.

Hot water rolled down his body, Mo Jingchun crawled out, wrapped himself in a towel, and then slowly moved to the next door.His hair was still wet, and he couldn't dry it all at once, so he could only let the water drip first, and then blot it dry and wipe it a little bit.

When it was half dry, Mo Jingchun didn't bother to move.

He lay on the bed and read the book for a while, when he saw An Shisan quietly appearing in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, this is a letter from Yuan Heming to you."

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, and took the letter from An Shisan.

It seems that the connection between Yuan Heming and the dark guard is also on the same line.

"Thank you." He said casually, staring at Yuan Heming's handwriting in a daze, "This is..."

Mo Jingchun's face gradually became serious.

The content mentioned in Yuan Heming's letter is related to the Jiao family.

There was an accident in Jiao's house yesterday, Jiao Mingxiang fell from the embroidery building, and she still hasn't woken up until now.Most of the doctors in the entire capital were invited over, even Doctor Qin was invited over.

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, grasping the paper with only two lines written on it with his fingers, but was a little lost in thought.

Was it an accident, or an accident?

"When Jiao Mingxiang had an accident, didn't An Sisi follow her?"

"Master, Dark Fourteen hasn't returned yet."

Mo Jingchun sat up involuntarily, "Haven't you come back yet?"

An Shisan said sternly: "Usually the rotation is once every seven days, but this time it has not yet reached the seven days."

Mo Jingchun still felt that something was wrong, "Among the remaining people, who is the best lightness kung fu?"

"Dark Seventeen."

Mo Jingchun: "Please call Dark Seventeen, I need to ask him for help."

"Here."

After An Shisan and An Shisan left, Mo Jingchun couldn't help rubbing his forehead.The biggest problem is, if there is really a problem with the Jiao family, why can't Mo Jingchun find out until now?Mo Jingchun didn't inquire about the progress of His Majesty's side, but the news revealed by Yuan Heming is probably not far behind.

Mo Jingchun pinched his nose, afraid that he would have to go to Dali Temple tomorrow.

This delay made Mo Jingchun's long hair almost dry.He touched the roots of his hair, but he was already a little drowsy. He covered his mouth and yawned, then paced onto the bed.

Mo Jingchun had a good schedule.

Usually when there is nothing to do, he will go to bed before midnight.

It is the same today.

When the lights in the house are extinguished, the people in the courtyard will know that the Lord's house is resting, and the movement will be quiet.At the moment when the whole house becomes silent, any slight movement will easily attract attention.

Like breathing too heavily.

Like imperceptible footsteps.

The hidden guard hidden at the base of the wall raised his head and stared at the figure that fell silently from the eaves.

In his field of vision, that person was almost as if he was walking on the ground. If it wasn't for a mysterious and mysterious feeling, An Eleven would not be able to detect that figure.

The figure quietly landed on the ground, and almost silently pushed open the window.

This is the flaw left by Mo Jingchun.

He never knew that when facing the evil beast, he couldn't leave even the slightest crack in the door.

The pervasive darkness can really penetrate anywhere.

Gong Yeqi's posture is elegant and calm, not like a villain peeping in the dark, more like walking in the backyard of his own house, half of his body is exposed in the moonlight, stepping silently.

Step by step, he stood beside the bed.

Through the hazy bed curtain, he saw Mo Jingchun's sleeping appearance.

Mo Jingchun had indeed slept very deeply. He had been running outside for a long time today, and it was exhausting.His black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and the ends of his hair were rubbing against the side of his face, like a small dark flower.

People lurking in the dark night quietly crossed the boundary of the bed curtain, then lifted off Mo Jingchun's quilt, and quietly hid in it.

There seemed to be weird monsters crawling inside the quilt, and finally inhabited the lower half.

"Well!"

Mo Jingchun's throat let out a muffled sound, like a sudden rush of stimulation.The waves that are gradually pushed up keep beating against the shore, like a gentle sea breeze, or like a swift and violent wave, as if to swallow people up.

After a long time, there was another muffled grunt.

The weird monster crawled out from the quilt, and wiped the marks on the corner of its mouth with its thumb.

Some weird greasiness marks.

It was like a routine event.

Gong Yeqi's fingers danced on Mo Jingchun's body, it was like some kind of rhythm, making his skin hot and hot.

Mo Jingchun noticed something, but was calmed down silently.

Very occasionally, Gongyeqi would press him to do it slowly.

When he woke up the next day, Mo Jingchun would sit by the bed and ponder whether it was a dream or it was real.If it's fake... He touched his tailbone with a strange expression.

Just thinking of Mo Jingchun's appearance, Gong Yeqi's fingers would tremble.

Mo Jingchun would be ashamed of lust.

Too much desire will make him feel ashamed.

He was extremely, extremely looking forward to the appearance of Mo Jingchun waking up, presumably... that would be extremely beautiful.

...

Mo Jingchun felt that he was dreaming.

His dream was so hot that it made people thirsty.

He seemed to be passing through a workshop for smelting weapons, or trekking through mountains and rivers to walk through the hot Sashang desert. Big drops of sweat rolled down, making Mo Jingchun almost unable to suppress the hunger and thirst in his throat.

Mo Jingchun walked for a while.

When he stopped, Mo Jingchun seemed to see... Gaoshan?

It was a very difficult mountain to climb.

Covered with white snow.

He stared at the snow-capped mountains.

Snow Mountain seemed to be looking back at him.

With a thirsty throat, Mo Jingchun couldn't wait to step into the snow mountain. Along the long snow path, he climbed on the snow mountain.The scorching heat made Mo Jingchun seem to have the ability to resist the cold, and he walked very far without knowing it.

Climbed to the top of the mountain.

This should not be a snow mountain.

Mo Jingchun stared at the mountain range.

Yixi Mountain.

For some reason, Mo Jingchun inexplicably knew the name of this mountain, it was the highest mountain in the dynasty.Countless literati and poets tried to conquer this steep and steep mountain, but in the end only the emperor Taizu climbed up.

Since then, every 20 years, the dynasty will always have such a sacrifice to the mountain.

The last time was 20 years, in the last few years of Emperor Yongning's life.

The next 20 years may not be here yet.

Mo Jingchun's footsteps were light, and he plunged into the white snow.

In the overwhelming snowstorm, only the top of the mountain is steep without snow, and even the snow cannot pile up.

The blood-red banner fluttering in the wind was flying on the top of the mountain. It was the banner of the Gongye royal family.

Countless streaks of ostentatious scarlet tear the whiteness in the air, and a solemn guard stands on each flag.

There is only one person standing under the big banner, looking at the mountains and rivers.

He seemed to have sensed the movement of someone approaching, raised his head almost silently, and saw Mo Jingchun through countless winds and frosts.

His small figure was reflected in those cold and arrogant black eyes, and his expressionless face was icy cruel, as if he could detect the dark waves hidden within just by looking at those eyes.

The Black Sea, which has been out of control, has no return.

Mo Jingchun woke up suddenly.

The inexplicable palpitations made him gasp heavily, just like his dream, some weird omen.

There is no snow in Yixi Mountain.

At least down the mountain, there should be no snow.

But in Mo Jingchun's dream, it was a natural snow mountain, as if the ice-covered gloom was buried underneath, leaving only... rooted resentment.At the end of the dream, Mo Jingchun was shivering from the cold, but now he was shivering from the heat. His fingers stroked his throat, and his fingertips were a little hot.

he……

Mo Jingchun suddenly realized that there was someone on the bed.