She pursed her pink lips lightly and frowned involuntarily, "Sir, on my way back just now, I found someone spreading a lot of rumors in Kyoto. It seems that they want to deliberately discredit Xiao Mohan."
"I'm going to kill them." Mo Sheng's eyes flashed red, and his murderous intent was faintly revealed.
"Wait and see." Su Zhen shook her head casually, "Besides, you are not in the demon world now, and I have helped you hide your demonic aura. Since you want to survive in the human world, you must abide by the rules here. You can always Yelling to fight and kill can easily lead to trouble. Although you are not afraid, your heart is unpredictable. Now that the Taifu Mansion is at the forefront of the crisis, we cannot bet on everyone's lives."
It is human nature to weigh the pros and cons. It is a sentiment to help, and it is a duty not to help. You cannot say absolute words.
Mo Sheng hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say, "I understand."
"Sir, haven't you been searching for news about the Xiao family? Why don't you help now?" Mo Shen's beautiful eyes were full of confusion.
"It's not that I won't help, it's that I can't."
"Why is this?"
"The Xiao family is already in the limelight, with military power and the people's hearts in hand. It is a taboo for both the royal family and the court. If he wants to survive, he must endure humiliation, bear the burden, and save his own life first. What's more, this time the West Liang was already defeated, but they entered Jiali Pass easily without making any unnecessary moves. There must be someone in the court plotting something secretly. If Xiao Chuhong makes a desperate move, his life will be in danger."
"The Emperor should be aware of this kind of thing."
"Whether he knows or not depends on whether he is willing or not. What the emperor wants is military power. Now Mobei and Xiliang have suffered heavy losses. During the decades they have been recuperating, Luo Qi will only become stronger and stronger. How can he be afraid of them again? ?It’s just that after Xiao Mohan’s death, the morale of the army is still uncertain, and the emperor will definitely not send troops rashly again.”
Mo Sheng leaned against the tree with his hands folded on his chest and held his sword, "Xiao Chuhong has a strong and resolute personality. He has been a proud man of heaven since he was a child. He is flattered by the courtiers and is even more popular in the army. In addition, he uses it on the battlefield. The art of war, or the formation of troops, are all carried out with a ruthless attitude of looking forward to death. It is difficult to make him bow his head."
"It's not that it's difficult, it's that it's simply impossible. If Xiao Chuhong was willing to compromise, it wouldn't be him."
Su Zhen's eyes flickered, not knowing what she was thinking of, she couldn't help but chuckle.
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Luo Qi's army was stationed a hundred miles away from Kyoto the next day, and only the general entered the city later.
Along the way from the border, there have been mixed opinions among the people, with mixed praise and criticism.
During the war, it was common for people to have their families destroyed and displaced. Perhaps it was because under the protection of Xiao Mohan these years, they had lived too comfortably. Especially in the city of Kyoto, they could even leave their homes open at night and not pick up lost things.
But in just a few days, under the instigation of thoughtful people, someone guided public opinion and pointed the finger at Xiao Mohan, vowing to truly ruin his reputation.
What the enemy country had not been able to accomplish was destroyed by the overt and covert plots of the courtiers. When it was about to return from victory, everything about him was completely wiped out.
All the soldiers had white cloths wrapped around their heads, and the generals in front were dressed in mourning clothes. The army passed by, but they showed no sign of joy after returning from a great victory. A sense of desolation and sorrow enveloped everyone's hearts.
They won the war that lasted seven years, but they lost the God of War who spent his whole life admiring his faith.
The vast majority of the people knelt on both sides of the road and cried bitterly. One after another, "Marshal Xiao, have a good trip," Congratulations to Marshal Xiao for returning home with his army, "Thank you, Marshal Xiao, for protecting the safety of the people of Luoqi," which stung everyone.
The heart of a soldier.
Their eyes were filled with soreness, and tears were about to well up many times, but they held it back, straightened their backs, and continued to move forward.
Xiao Chuhong was seriously injured and had high fever many times during this period. He was still calling Xiao Mohan in a daze. Perhaps he was confused because of his illness. He saw Xiao Mohan walking slowly towards him and called out in his heart, hoping that he would take them home.
, but it is a pity that the blurry figure became fainter and fainter, completely disappearing from sight. This chapter has been completed!