After Xi Honglei and others left, she left one hundred taels of silver for Luo Xiaomin. Luo Xiaomin sat on the ground, staring blankly at the silver on the ground, and did not react for a long time.
"Xiaomin, what on earth is going on?"
"I don't know..." Facing her elder brother's question, Luo Xiaomin could only shake her head in confusion, "I just wanted to deceive the man and get some money back, but I didn't expect..."
Unexpectedly, she hit the wall. Although the final result was still the same, she got the money. But this process made Luo Xiaomin never want to think about it again in her life. Thinking of what Xi Honglei said to her before leaving,
Luo Xiaomin scratched her hair in annoyance, feeling that she was so embarrassed. She actually pointed at someone else's husband and kept saying that he was her man. Now that she was fine, not only was she exposed, but she also made such a big joke...
Xi Honglei and Mu Yunmeng left Luo Xiaomin's residence and walked slowly side by side. Mu Yunmeng looked at Xi Honglei's side face and asked with a smile: "Why did you agree to give her money?"
"My nature is not bad, and life is not easy. I just did it on a whim." Moreover, she also got the news she wanted.
Xi Honglei met Mu Yunmeng's eyes and asked, "Aren't you going to do something? Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"You know what I want to do?"
"Looking for Song Zixuan?" Xi Honglei blurted out. Looking at Mu Yunmeng's slightly surprised expression, he pursed his lips and smiled. "I was just guessing. I didn't expect that I guessed it right."
Xi Honglei's understanding of Mu Yunmeng gave Mu Yunmeng an indescribable sense of helplessness and satisfaction. Rubbing Xi Honglei's hair, Mu Yunmeng said softly: "Go back after shopping for a while. It has been very popular recently.
Da, I will come back as soon as possible."
"Be careful on the road." Xi Honglei stood there, nodded, and watched Mu Yunmeng leave. When Mu Yunmeng could not be seen at all, Xi Honglei turned around and looked at the two people behind him.
A lively person for half a day.
"Go back early, the wind has been strong recently." Feng Rusong imitated Mu Yunmeng's expression and tone and said to the stranger in front of him.
"Okay, I understand. You must be careful and come back as soon as possible." Shukuang was half shy and half snickering as he threw himself into Feng Rusong's arms, which made Xi Honglei beside him angry.
"Master, Brother Shu." Xi Honglai raised a smile, but there was no look of anger on his face. "What do you want to eat tonight? Can I cook it for you?"
"Girl, can you cook?" Feng Rusong asked reflexively after hearing the delicious food. He didn't react for a while.
"Of course." Xi Honglei nodded and asked with a smile: "What do you want to eat? Tell me."
Compared with Feng Rusong, Shukuang was not like Feng Rusong. When he heard the word "eat", his mind went blank and he didn't think about anything else. Shukuang cautiously looked at his tearful eyes. Although he didn't find anything, he
I still feel a chill down my spine.
Shu Kuang tugged on Feng Rusong's clothes and warned in a low voice: "Old man, something seems wrong, right?"
"Ah? What's wrong?" Feng Rusong looked at Shu Kuang in confusion and asked loudly.
"That's right, what's wrong? What's wrong?" Xi Honglei glanced at Shu Kuang, walked to Feng Rusong and took Feng Rusong's arm. "Master, let's go buy ingredients. Disciple will make braised pork for you tonight.
Carp, what do you think?"
Feng Ru let go and happily followed Xi Honglei. Shukuang could only follow behind in fear, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Xi Honglei's gourd.
After Mu Yunmeng separated from a few people, he did not go to the military camp first, but went to another place first, and then moved to where Song Zixuan was.
With a mask on his face, Mu Yunmeng sneaked into the military camp alone. According to the information provided to him by his subordinates, Mu Yunmeng quickly found Song Zixuan's tent.
Sitting on the bed, listening to what was going on outside. After waiting for a while, Mu Yunmeng walked around the tent twice, then stood in front of the table, picked up the pen on the table, and wrote two sentences. After that
After throwing the rice paper in a conspicuous place, Mu Yunmeng left the military camp and waited for Song Zixuan elsewhere.
The war between the Xuanxuan Kingdom and the Zizi Kingdom gave Song Zixuan more and more headaches. In addition, the emperor was reluctant to send Song Dali and Song Dayong to come, which also caused Song Zixuan to suffer a lot.
Song Zixuan walked into the tent with a dejected look. The past few days of night fighting had brought him to the point of exhaustion. He collapsed on the bed. When Song Zixuan saw the note left by Mu Yunmeng, he immediately jumped up on the bed and held the note.
He held it in his hand, glanced at it, then strode out of the tent, looking around sharply.
"Who came to my place just now?" Song Zixuan asked with a gloomy look at the guarding soldiers not far away.
"Go back to General, no one has been here."
No one has been here?! Song Zixuan turned around and returned to the tent, looking at the paper in his hand. The writing on the paper was obviously written just now. Who on earth was playing this kind of trick with him?
Half an hour later, we met in the woods outside the military camp.
Those who can sneak into his camp in broad daylight are obviously not ordinary people. Faced with such an invitation, Song Zixuan has no reason not to go. Although he is also afraid that the enemy is behind it, but if he thinks about it again, if
If it was really the enemy, why would they do such a little trick?
After thinking about it, Song Zixuan led a small group of troops towards the woods. In addition, he also arranged for a large number of troops to be at the military camp at any time. If they saw the signal he sent in the woods, they would attack immediately.
Arriving at the destination, Song Zixuan looked at the silent woods and frowned. Jumping off the horse, Song Zixuan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the surrounding environment. After seeing a figure flashing past in front of him, Song Zixuan immediately drew out his hand.
With the sword on his waist, he took two steps forward.
"General Song, I just want to say a few words to you. There is no need to arrange such a grand ceremony, right?" Mu Yunmeng sat sideways on a tree branch and looked at Song Zixuan condescendingly. Mu Yunmeng said teasingly:
"You will scare me. If you scare me away, you won't hear any good news."
Song Zixuan looked at the person on the tree and quickly guessed his identity. Because Song Zixuan had been with Ran Yunpo before and knew something about Leng Xiao. But why did that legendary figure in the world appear here?
, and you are looking for me by name?
Mu Yunmeng jumped down and landed safely. Leaning on the tree trunk, Mu Yunmeng simply sat on the ground, looked at Song Zixuan leisurely, and said: "General Song, I just want to have a few words with you alone. If you don't want to listen,
, just leave, but you have to bear the consequences yourself."
Mu Yunmeng's ghostly voice reached Song Zixuan's ears, causing Song Zixuan to clench his fists involuntarily.
"You guys stand back and wait for me outside the woods." Song Zixuan thought for a while and said to the lieutenant beside him.
"General, this..." Before the deputy general finished speaking, he was forced back by Song Zixuan's eyes.
After everyone retreated, Song Zixuan spoke coldly and asked: "I wonder what the famous Leng Xiao wants to see me for?"
"To tell you something you don't know." Mu Yunmeng was still sitting there, leaning comfortably against the tree trunk, and said slowly: "General Song, do you know why the emperor has not sent the old general to help in the battle?
"
"What do you want to say?" Song Zixuan stared at Mu Yunmeng intently. He had known about the relationship between Leng Xiao and the emperor a long time ago.
"I want to say..." Mu Yunmeng paused, then smiled softly and said: "I want to say that General Song has been killed by the emperor. You are just kept in the dark and don't know.
"
"Bold! What are your intentions for slandering the emperor?" Song Zixuan naturally did not believe Mu Yunmeng's words. Holding a long sword in his hand, Song Zixuan approached Mu Yunmeng step by step. Seeing him still sitting there without fear,
Song Zixuan pointed the sword directly at him and said coldly: "What is your purpose?"
"Don't believe me?" Mu Yunmeng sighed a little aggrievedly, and looked straight into Song Zixuan's eyes. Mu Yunmeng gently pushed away the sharp sword pointed at his throat and said, "You can't scare me at all."
Mu Yunmeng stood up and patted the dust on his body as if nothing had happened. Then he stood up straight, looked at Song Zixuan, and continued: "I know you don't believe it, but this is the fact. Apart from you, everyone in the Song family now
He has been killed. But I saved a person by interfering in other people's business. I wonder if you want to see him?"
Song Zixuan originally believed that Mu Yunmeng's words were nonsense, but when he saw that the more he spoke, the more evil he said, Song Zixuan's firm heart was shaken.
The two countries were at war, and it was a strange thing that Song Dali and Song Dayong, who had experienced many battles, did not show up for a long time. Although the emperor sent two princes to help out, they could not make up for the lack of two fierce generals.
Song Zixuan always felt that the emperor had other plans. But now...
"Why, you don't want to see him?" Mu Yunmeng saw that Song Zixuan had not spoken, so he turned around and left. "Well, since you don't want to see Song Dayong, then I will go back."
"Stop!" When Song Zixuan heard Song Dayong's name, his expression immediately changed. "Who are you talking about?"
"Why, you don't recognize me?" Mu Yunmeng raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, turned to look at Song Zixuan, and said to tease him: "Forget it now, you came to me with such a big move, the two princes in the army are both
I'm not a vegetarian. You'd better think of how to explain it to them, and then wait for me here tomorrow night."
After saying that, Mu Yunmeng no longer gave Song Zixuan a chance to ask any questions and quickly disappeared in front of him.
Song Zixuan stood there with stiff eyes, thinking about what Mu Yunmeng told him. His father was killed by the emperor...? Is it possible?
If this was fabricated by Leng Xiao, then what is his intention? If he comes here tomorrow night, will he really be able to see his uncle?