When they returned to the post house, Mo Gong actually said that Yan Jue had come to see her before. Mo Shuruo looked like he had done something wrong, lowered his head and secretly looked at his expression, and said weakly: "Grandpa... what is he looking for me for?"
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Mr. Mo touched the table to ask her to sit down.
Mo Shuruo immediately sat down obediently.
Mr. Mo said: "It's something that happened in Yanya Prison before. Thank you for your help."
Uncle Mo chuckled, "It's good if I don't harm him, why..." When he glanced sideways, she immediately shut her mouth and continued to lower her head.
Duke Mo took out an envelope from his sleeve and put it on the table. He said seriously: "This is given to you by the city lord. I don't know what to ask specifically. But no matter what it is, look at it and don't have any unnecessary trouble with him."
connect."
Mo Shuruo took it over, thought for a moment and then put it down, "Forget it, I won't read it."
Mr. Mo blew the teacup, glanced at her and said, "I don't know you yet. I don't look at you but think about it, go ahead." After that, he waved his hand.
In this case, Mo Shuruo could no longer refuse, so he had no choice but to obey.
After returning to the room, I looked at the envelope for a long time, and finally pushed it under the book and hypnotized myself, saying, "I don't know anything, I don't know anything." Then I got up and left decisively.
That day the general reported back the threat from Tianmu Peak, and that night the camp was attacked by a group of men in black. Now that the seal was back in Su Ho's hands, Bai Yueyi thought about it and felt that things were not that simple.
Yes, there must be some kind of deal between Tianmu Peak and Su Ho!
When he figured it out, he immediately sent people to spread rumors everywhere. It was said that Su Ho was favored by Tianmu Peak and made Baiyue willing to surrender. Once this word spread, other vassal states would definitely switch sides. No matter how powerful Tianmu Peak was, they could not kill the Baiyue subjects.
of resistance.
Baiyue Yi had a smile on his face but was angry in his heart: He will definitely get the position of King of Baiyue!
Baiyue has never become a vassal state of others in its history, so it has secretly competed with Tianmu Peak over the years, causing constant friction. At the worst stage of their relationship, they even almost went to war.
In fact, it is not necessary for Tianmu Peak to recruit Baiyue, or it is not urgent. Otherwise, at this time, helping Baiyue rise to the top is the most beneficial thing for Tianmu Peak. Yuhua Fuxiang originally thought so, but it was just a banquet.
Jue did not do what he said.
Perhaps it was because the Mohists sided with Mrs. Soho.
As soon as they got the news, Jing Zhaoxian, Mr. Mo, and Mrs. Su He immediately gathered to discuss. After all, it was true that she accepted Yan Jue's help.
"Once this matter spreads, even if I have the seal in my hand, it will be difficult for me to control the princes and hundreds of kingdoms." Su Ho closed his eyes helplessly, "I am a foreigner, and I am already quite controversial. Now I am afraid that I will not be able to control it.
It’s no use for me to violate Baiyue’s taboo.”
It was no longer useful to stop the rumors. Although Su Ho had good intentions at first, the people would not understand and would only consider her a traitor.
Mo Gongdao: "People with deep-rooted prejudices cannot face the facts. There is no point in blaming themselves as the top priority."
Jing Zhaoxian punched the table hard and said angrily: "This Baiyue Yi is really insidious."
Mrs. Suho's face was filled with sadness. She was a woman and she had no power of thunder. If it weren't for the help of the Mo family and Nanyue, Baiyue might have been Baiyue's benefit long ago.
Mrs. Su Ho wiped the tears from her eyes and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I couldn't give birth to a son and a half for the Baiyue family, otherwise I wouldn't have allowed Baiyue Yi to take advantage of it and end up like this...
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Jing Zhaoxian advised: "Madam, please be at ease, there is always a way to solve the problem..."
Mrs. Suho took a breath and could only nod.
Mr. Mo was silent for a long time, but when she woke him up, he suddenly asked: "What if there is an orphan left in the Baiyue family?"
The two people looked at him in shock, "What does Mr. Mo mean by this?"
He explained: "There is actually no evidence for the rumors. The Baiyue countries believe it, but it actually depends on the identity of the lady. If we let the princes believe that the descendants of Baiyue are not extinct and there is still a bloodline alive, then they must still be
There will be some fear.”
The two looked at each other, unable to react for a moment. After a long time, they said: "Where can we find a bloodline? Even if there is one, how can we convince the princes?"
Duke Mo thought for a while and said: "Madam, do you still remember that there is a young man in my Mo family?"
Su Ho said: "You mean Mo Chuan?"
He nodded, "Mo Chuan's age is very consistent with the time of Zi Lan's death. If you want to declare it to the outside world, you can say that he concealed the child because of his childhood illness. As for the evidence, do you have Zi Lan's relics? It's best to let the princes
Convinced?"
Mrs. Su Ho was shocked by his plan, and it took her a long time to come to her senses, "I have a jade pendant handed down from Zi Lan that he never left behind during his lifetime. It is the symbol of Baiyue's heir, and it was originally going to be handed over to Xi'er..."
"That would be perfect."
Jing Zhaoxian said worriedly: "It's just that Mo Chuan has been in your Mo family for too long, and everyone he knows knows everything about it. It's not appropriate to let him take his place. If anyone with suspicion investigates, it will be easily exposed."
Duke Mo shook his head, "No, Mo Chuan is an orphan boy I adopted. He has no past that can be found. Even if the princes ask, there is nothing wrong with saying that he was entrusted to my care. As long as you don't tell me, there will be nothing wrong with me."
People will know Mo Chuan’s true identity.”
"But..." Mrs. Suho was still a little worried, "He is a child after all. Wouldn't this be too unfair to him..."
"This is also a helpless last resort, and it is also his fate with Baiyue." Mo Chuan's status in his heart is as high as that of Uncle Mo, so he has no choice but to do so, "If Baiyue can be safe this time, you can accept him as your assistant."
Adopted son, teach me well and I will feel less guilty towards him."
"Mr. Mo..."
He waved his hand, "Madam, go back tonight and think about it. If you think it's feasible, I'll bring him to see you tomorrow."
This strategy can indeed solve the urgent need, but it is a bit cruel to Mo Chuan. He is just a child who knows nothing, and being suddenly thrust into the spotlight is really unsettling.
Another day passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Shuruo heard rumors from others that the rebellion was about to end. It was almost time to go back and forth to Qing'an, so Mo Shuruo grabbed medicine as usual and went to the market.
City. Due to the sudden rebellion, the people in the city did not evacuate. This time when they heard that the rebellion was about to end, they all ran out to continue their normal lives, setting up stalls to make money.
The sun was setting, and it was almost dark. Mo Shuruo looked around on the street, bought a box of peach cakes for Mo Chuan, prepared medicine for Xiang Jingyi, and selected a bottle of Ning for Mr. Mo.
Shenxiang. I walked around for more than half an hour, walking from the south to the north of the city. It was almost time, and my legs were hurting from walking. I was thinking about going back. When I looked up, I suddenly found a person sitting on the second floor of a roadside inn.
This attic has no external walls, only a railing and some gauze curtains. Yanjue drank tea quietly, and was in a daze for a while. He saw him looking downstairs again, and Mo Shuruo was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the pillars.
It looked like he was waiting for someone.
Mo Shuruo sat down on the spot, squatting behind the pillars of the shop across the street, secretly watching him.
We waited for another half an hour, but no one came during this period. Mo Shuruo was shivering from the cold, and his hands were red. Seeing that the sky was already dark, the lanterns at the door of the shop were lit, and the lanterns on the roadside were lit up.
The uncles at the stall were also packing their things and getting ready to go home. No matter how curious Uncle Mo was, he couldn't wait with him any longer. Just as he stood up and stamped his feet, he saw Yan Jue upstairs preparing to leave.
Is he waiting no longer?
Mo Shuruo was about to find a stall farther away from the door to block him. He had just walked a few steps when he suddenly noticed someone running towards him at the other end of the street. After taking a closer look, he felt a little familiar.
She suddenly remembered that it was Chi Tianlin!
Seeing the little ancestor running towards him, waving his hands in the air. Mo Shuruo couldn't feel his excitement for a moment, and could only feel the cold sweat on his back. Yan Jue should be about to go out, if he shouted out at this time, how could he?
Otherwise it’s over!
Mo Shuruo had a sad face, and from a long distance away, he crossed his hands and silenced him. He was so anxious that he used his hands and feet at the same time, and almost took off his shoes and knocked him unconscious.
But it's obvious that Chi Tianlin's IQ is really worrying.
"Mo! Uncle!! Ruo!!!"
The person who just stepped out of the store was stunned.
The three big characters could be heard from half a street away. She almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
There were only two words that kept repeating in my mind.
It’s over…
If you were still stunned at this time, you would be really stupid. Mo Shuruo didn't dare to look back, he ran forward, carrying things, sprinting, turning, dodging, and escaping.
She ran all the way back to the post house. At night, Mr. Mo came to her room and saw that his brows were furrowed, as if he had something important to do. Mo Shuruo closed the door, walked to the table and sat down, "Grandpa, you
What's wrong?"
Duke Mo glanced at her and said, "I have prepared the carriage and horses. You and Jing Yan can go back to Qing'an early tomorrow morning."
"Really!" Mo Shuruo was so happy that he almost jumped up, "The crisis in Baiyue has been resolved, right?"
Duke Mo nodded, "The Mo family won't be able to manage what happens next, so we need to withdraw some disciples first."
Mo Shuruo stood up and said, "Then I'm going to pack my things right now." As he spoke, he asked, "Senior brother, do you know? Mo Chuan is also coming with us?"
"Mo Chuan won't go back for the time being."
The hand that was packing the things suddenly hung in the air. Uncle Mo had an ominous premonition and turned around to look at him, "Why?"
Duke Mo had something to say. Mo Shuruo sat down again and saw that he had been thinking for a long time. "Your uncle Baiyue left me a letter before he left. In the letter, he asked me to preserve Baiyue's orthodoxy for him and not for others."
Seized."
Mo Shuruo doubted himself when he heard this. Both Baiyue Jing and Baiyue Xi died before Baiyue Marquis. How did he ask Duke Mo to preserve the orthodoxy?
Seeing her doubts, Duke Mo continued: "It is an ancient custom in Baiyue that if the royal bloodline is cut off, a capable person from a close relative can be crowned king. If the situation happens again, it can also be extended to the son of a female lineage with a different surname."
The Baiyue bloodline has been extinguished, and Baiyue has no children. Looking at the close relatives, it seems that there are not many people left. Mo Shuruo is not sure who else is in the Baiyue family tree, but he only knows that the decision-making power now lies in the hands of Mrs. Suho.
"That Baiyue Yi is of the right age, but he is just a remote branch. Your uncle Baiyue had already predicted it. He mentioned in the letter that he would never be allowed to take office."
Mo Shuruo nodded. She had already understood how much Baiyue Hou cared about the word orthodoxy before he was alive.
Seeing Mo Gong sighing again, "But now the Baiyue branch is basically made up of women and old people. There are only a handful of adult men. A few months ago, some died inexplicably..."
I guess it's Baiyue Yi who is causing trouble.
Uncle Mo sighed, wondering if there was really a curse. The adult males of the Baiyue family were either sick or unable to live long.
"Did Uncle Baiyue mention any methods in his letter?"
Duke Mo lowered his voice and said, "There is a secret in this."
Mo Shuruo immediately came closer.
"They have a mysterious organization that specializes in saving seeds for the powerful. Because it must be kept strictly confidential, it is also a taboo of the Mohist family. When we inquired back then, the ancestors of the previous generations of the Mohist family all swore an oath not to reveal it to the world.
Talking about it. I didn't think about it at first, but he made it clear in the letter first, saying that he had sent the sperm/seed a long time ago, and as soon as something happens, we can start to cultivate the baby."
Mo Shuruo was speechless when he heard this. What kind of messy organization is this? Can that thing still survive? It can also cultivate adults, how can it be cultivated? His thoughts were a little uncontrollable and ran in strange directions. Mo Shuruo shook his head and woke up.
God, said awkwardly: "Grandpa...you don't need to tell me this kind of thing..."
Mr. Mo said: "You will be the head of the family in the future, and you must know some secrets. Besides, this time it concerns Mo Chuan, and grandpa can't hide it from you."
Mo Shuruo was shocked, "What does it have to do with Mo Chuan?"
Mr. Mo let out a long sigh, "It takes time to raise a child, which can be at least ten years. Baiyue is currently in an emergency situation and must first find someone to take care of it for these ten years."
Obviously Mrs. Su Ho couldn't carry it, so Mo Shuruo said speechlessly: "Grandpa, do you want Mo Chuan to carry it..."
Mr. Mo nodded helplessly.
Uncle Mo didn't know Mr. Mo's intention, he only knew that this was absolutely impossible. He stood up anxiously and said, "Grandpa! Mo Chuan is still a child and he has become the King of Baiyue. You are harming him!"
We cannot push him to the forefront of this situation!"
"Grandpa still doesn't understand this! Do you think grandpa is willing to let Mo Chuan go!" As he spoke, his tone softened again, "I can't ignore your uncle Baiyue's last wish, and I can't leave this matter to others.
, we can only rely on the Mo family to keep the secret."
Mo Shuruo sat down slowly, his face a little ugly, "Is there no other way..."
Duke Mo shook his head.
"Does Mo Chuan know?"
Duke Mo nodded.
During the civil strife in Baiyue, one person must be in charge to stabilize the people's hearts. Mo Chuan is not very old, and no one would object if he was Mrs. Su Ho's second son. Mo Shuruo thought about it and seemed to be able to understand Mr. Mo's last resort.
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At the center of political power, there must always be sacrifices.
Mo Shuruo stood up and said, "I'll go see him."
Duke Mo didn't stop him, he just said: "Go ahead."
I have experienced a lot in the past few months after graduation, and I have also met new people. Although Mo Chuan was picked up by Duke Mo, no disciple of the Mo family has ever looked down upon him, and Mo Shuruo also treats him as his own brother.
He is a lively child. If he really takes the position of the King of Baiyue, he will have to suffer a lot, not to mention the dangers he will face in the current situation.