Let's talk about the Mo Family Village in Mo County. After the moonless night, Mo Ming began to retreat. Naturally, he informed the princess that he had gained six meridians of Qi Source.
When Hu Lao told the princess the news, she did not see any joy on her face, but instead felt a little sad. Hu Lao was puzzled by this, but due to the difference between master and servant, he could not ask more questions.
Jian Lao took a sip of tea, then turned to Hu Lao and said, "Old man, can I talk to the mistress alone about something?"
The old man Jian was chasing people away, but the old man was not unhappy at all. He drank the tea in one gulp and walked out with a smile. There was a reason why the old man was not angry. The old man was a martial artist, but he was not a swordsman. Because
He is a martial artist, so he knows that the techniques should not be passed on to others. Because he is not a swordsman, he is unable and unwilling to get involved with the Mohist Mo Yujian.
Hu Lao was so happy because he saw the grown-up young village owner's skills improve by leaps and bounds overnight, and the Mo family has a bright future.
Seeing the old man go out, Jianlao turned towards the princess, but when he turned around, what he saw was a face with exquisite makeup. The princess was no longer a girl, but in Jianlao's view, she was still
He is also a child, as old as his daughter.
"Girl, you should be happy."
The princess sobbed, wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief, and said: "It's time to be happy, it's time to be happy, Ming'er's cultivation may not be able to break Hongmeng. In this world, someone who is only in his twenties can reach this level.
There are not many who are at the level of a great master, so I should be happy."
He said he was happy, but he still frowned and shed tears.
Regardless of the difference between master and servant or male and female, Jian Lao put his hand on the princess's shoulder, patting and comforting her gently.
"Girl, everything is destined by God and no one can control anything. Now Ming'er can carry the flag of the Mo family. That child would do this. Come to think of it, he never blamed you."
Upon hearing what Jian Lao said, the princess grabbed Lao Jian's hand and asked: "Lao Jian, he doesn't blame me, but he has no love for me anymore? Then in the future, he will completely cut off ties with me.
Why doesn't he blame me? Why?"
Jian Lao was so overwhelmed that the hatred was gone, shouldn't it be a good thing? But indeed, if the hatred was gone and there would be no other feelings and we would become strangers, would there really be a chance to see each other openly and honestly?
Jian Lao changed the subject and asked, "Sang'er, are you saying goodbye?"
Jian Lao originally wanted the princess not to think about the sad things, but when he twitched his mouth, he actually mentioned the matter of Mo Sang, and he felt regretful when he said the words.
But when it came to Mo Sang, the princess did not feel the pain of parting with her lover. She said in a cold voice: "I don't know what Brother Sang wants to do. But Brother Sang wants to do it. I already knew it when I married him. It's hard to endure."
After all these years, the children have grown up slowly. If Ming'er had been married earlier, Brother Sang could still see his grandson, so it wouldn't be a pity."
The topic started to unfold, and Jian Lao couldn't force the change anymore, so he had to follow the words: "Sang'er is a great talent, he doesn't love the world, he doesn't mess with the court, and all he wants in his life is for the Mohist family. Perhaps in his opinion, the only
Only in this way can we truly protect the Mo family, and you, and Ming'er can live a stable life."
"Lao Jian, will Brother Sang fail? Will he fall like this?"
Jian Lao was naturally not sure. Immortal cultivators follow the right path and pass through one hurdle after another. Once they have passed, they will achieve the great path and become an immortal. But if a warrior breaks through the realm, it is tantamount to ignoring the rules of heaven and earth. He can be an alien and serve heaven and earth.
Killing. Although Jian Lao is old, he has also experienced a catastrophe, but after all, that catastrophe is aimed at martial arts cultivation, and it is no match for those gods, ghosts, immortals and demons.
Because he was unclear and unsure, he could only say: "It is useless to think too much. If Son'er succeeds, those big figures in the sky will no longer covet him or embarrass the Mo family. If it fails, why bother to think about it?"
Unhappy incident?"
"Yes, Sangge is not a creature in the pool, he will naturally succeed."
As he spoke, the princess began to cry again, sobbing like a doll that had lost its candy.
"If Brother Sang succeeds, Ming'er will no longer have to bear these burdens, and Ming'er's children will no longer have to be like my children. Mr. Jian, the Mo family is so sorry for that child. Don't you hate this child? Or are you already heartbroken?
Liang, but you want to repay the kindness of your flesh and blood?"
Jian Lao was helpless. He originally wanted to talk to the princess alone about Mo Ming's cultivation and Ye Guangji's letter, but no matter what, it would always involve the child. Although he was helpless, the conversation had to continue. Listen to what he said
: "Back then, I looked down on Cang Gou. He was so ugly and his cultivation was not as good as a human being. But Yun'er just wanted to be with him. After a long time, I finally got to know this ugly boy.
I just let the two of them be left to their own devices. Although Yun'er is cold-hearted, he knows the principles of life, right and wrong, better than anyone else. But according to Yun'er's unshakable character, Ru Ge may have suffered a lot."
"who?"
The princess was a little confused when she listened to Jian Lao's words. When she finally heard the word "Ru Ge", the first thing that came to her mind was her other child. Baiyun, Cang Gou, and Ru Ge, the three names were thought together.
Isn't that Ruge the ghost-controlling master from Mu Han Tower, Ying Ruge?
This time, Jian Lao didn't say anything wrong, he just planned to tell the truth.
He patted the princess's hand gently, then pulled away the hand that was being held down, and continued: "Bai Yun is my daughter Xu Yun, and Cang Gou is the ugly slave who was often around Son'er in the past.
On the day you gave birth, you asked me to send a child away, but I have been in the Mo family all my life. How can I find anyone who can take on this important responsibility? It was Yun'er who shouldered this responsibility for me. I think this child will grow up and have a future, but
I have no intention of revenge against the Mo family, it was also taught by Yun'er."
"Ying Ruge has never been to Tianshui Villa. Sure enough, sure enough, Changkong is my child."
After saying this, the princess began to sob again. Jian Lao did not intend to stop him anymore. He just nodded and continued: "Maybe Ruge just wanted to see what the place where he was born and where he should have grown up looked like. He also
I just want to see what my brothers are like."
"Lao Jian, what about him? He returned half of Qi Yuan to Ming'er. Will anything happen to him?"
Jian Lao knew the secrets of the Mo family, but he had never seen what happened to the person who stripped the source of Qi. In other words, he had never seen the person who stripped the source of Qi.
He had no choice but to comfort the princess, saying: "In addition to being a capable martial artist, Ru Ge is also an immortal cultivator. Thinking about it, since he may become an immortal, his mortal body will not have too much influence on him."
The words were meant to comfort people, and they were not bad at all, but the target was the princess, and the effect was completely different.
"He stripped Qi Yuan and gave it to Ming'er. Sure enough, he really wanted to break up with the Mo family and me. We will have nothing to do with each other. I, I am his mother. She was pregnant in ten months, and he is just a piece of flesh that fell from my body.
, Why is my Tu'er so cruel, so heartless?"
Jian Lao couldn't think of anything to comfort people, so he couldn't say it. He had to change the topic again, and the topic became heavy.
"Girl, Ruge is not a child. It is up to him to decide what he wants to do. What we should be more concerned about now is Ming'er. Do you know that in order to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, Ming'er gave up martial arts and became a member of the Hundred Scholars?
Home? Now that he has the Eighteen Qi Sources, he hopes he can do it again and return to the martial arts."
The princess can also tell which one is more serious. She already owes a child, and the remaining one cannot cause any trouble to him. But it is helpless, but both children were born in the Mo family. Which one will be kept and which one will be sent away?
, this life will never be smooth and leisurely.
The danger faced by the one sent outside is unspeakable, but the pressure faced by the one left behind is like Mount Tai.
"Sword Master, why don't you let Ming'er retreat for a few days, and after he comes out of seclusion, you can teach Ming'er the next few chapters of the sword manual."
The old swordsman nodded. Everyone in the world thought that Mo Yu's sword technique of the Mo family could only be obtained by sword masters. What people didn't know was that in addition to the Moh family, the Mo family would also train someone to practice this method. The purpose was naturally to prevent sword masters from wielding swords.
Someone had an accident, and swordsmanship was lost from then on. Outsiders would think that this outsider who also practiced Mohist swordsmanship was a lucky man.
Only people like Jian Lao will know the pain caused by that burden.
Jian Lao's life spans only this small area of Tianshui Villa. Not to mention the outside of Mo County, even what the people at the foot of the mountain are like, they have to rely on the servants who return to the mountain to tell them.
Even if the chick grows into an eagle, it will be trapped in a cage all its life. How can you tell whether it is luck or misfortune?
"Mr. Jian, although Ming'er is a blessing in disguise, we still have to find out who killed the two eminent monks of Hanshan Temple."
Jian Lao nodded and said: "The two eminent monks Wu Hai and Wu Jue have paid too much for the Mo family, so we cannot let them go west. By the way, disasters have happened one after another in the past few days. I have a letter from Ye Guangji. I forgot
Notified."
Ye Guangji, the boy in black among the black and white boys in Yi Shuihan, cried silently.
Tears silently made friends with Mr. Jian? This is the first time the princess has heard that if it was just a personal letter, Mr. Jian would not have to tell her. But if he did, it would naturally be related to the Mo family or the Zhu family.
"Even a bad old man like me can't understand the content of this old guy's letter."
"How?"
"What I mean is that if the Mo family wants to be in peace, killing one person is enough."
The princess couldn't help but frown. It was wrong to kill someone, but there was no point in such ridiculous arguments as killing one person to save a boat.
But she is not an ordinary person after all. She is the favorite daughter of King Jinling. Although she is a princess, she has the same power as the eldest princess in the empire. She is also the mistress of the Mo family. Although the Mo family has no interest in the court, the hereditary title cannot be faked.
, then her identity as a gentleman cannot be faked.
Precisely because of her extraordinary status, she never thought about whether killing someone was a sin or not. All she thought about was whether this person should be killed or whether this transaction should be done.
"who?"
At this time, Jian Lao sighed helplessly, shook his head and said: "The Lord of the Nightless City in the West, Zhong Xihou."
As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent for a moment, Jian Lao stopped talking, and the princess didn't know how to answer the question.
In the end, it was the Mo family's mistress who spoke first, and she said: "After all, I overestimated favors. I also stayed in Zhuangzi for a long time and forgot about the warmth and warmth. Mr. Jian, did you destroy this letter?"
Seeing Jian Lao nodded, the princess felt relieved and continued: "Just destroy it, just pretend that Ye Guangji didn't write to you."
"Why is this?"
"Not to mention whether it is easy to kill Zhong Xihou or not, the key point is that Zhong Xihou cannot be killed."
Jian Lao was puzzled, since Zhong Xihou had never really shown his cultivation, and he was not sure whether he could kill him, why was it said that Zhong Xihou could not be killed?
The princess also saw Jian Lao's confusion and explained: "You should know why Jian Lao, Sang Ge and Zhong Nanyan did what they did more than twenty years ago. Since you know, you should also understand Zhong Xi
Hou, the lord of the city, ignored the imperial order and left the city privately, but the one who came was Lincheng, so what was his purpose?"
Jian Lao understood, he also nodded, and wanted to raise the cup and take a sip of tea. When the tea cup reached his mouth, he realized that the two had been talking just now and forgot to refill the tea. Without pouring the tea, he expressed his doubts and said
: "That girl, do you think Ye Guangji asked our Mo family to kill Zhong Xihou, is it the old prince's intention, or does Ye Guangji really want to help the Mo family?"
"I know my father's character very well. I think it was Ye Guangji's idea. Maybe he thought that by killing Zhong Xihou and disrupting the previous arrangements, the Qingyang Rebellion would be completely suppressed. But after all, Ye Guangji
But Ye Guangji, even though he is good at martial arts, is not a man of power, how can he understand that after the death of Marquis Zhongxi, there can be another Marquis Zhongbei."
Jian Lao thought for a while and felt it made sense, and said: "That's right. In the past few years, the news that the third prince will return with his old troops has come out one after another. There are too many, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the truth. Since you are in it, naturally
You know, this is true."
"If Marquis Zhong Xi dies, half of the alliance between my father and Zhong Nanyan will be destroyed. Without such help, the third prince will inevitably lose his capital."
Jian Lao sighed at this time, then poured himself a cup of tea slowly, drank it all and then said: "But if the third prince is silent in the crowd, the Daye Empire will still live like this. As long as the people are healthy and there is
What’s wrong?”
The princess smiled. He understood why Jian Lao said this. After all, Jian Lao stayed in the Mo family all year round and learned about the outside world from other people's mouths.
"Mr. Jian, have you ever thought about what you would think if you wait for the person on the throne to take his seat?"
Jian Lao shook his head. Naturally, he didn't understand. Then he thought of something and asked: "Then go on an expedition to expand the territory?"
The princess shook her head, frowned slightly, and said: "If that's all, it would be okay. After all, my army is strong now. I am afraid that there will be someone who is only one step lower than me and wants everyone to kneel down and worship me."
It is appropriate to be under his dragon robe."
Jian Lao frowned. Indeed, he had never thought of this, but after careful consideration, it was the same. Isn't it also recorded in the history books of all dynasties?
"These should have nothing to do with our Mo family, but unfortunately, who called me Zhu?" The complaint only lasted for a moment or two, and then the princess continued, "It's because of me that the Mo family has been in charge of the Zhu family for so many years.
The butcher's knife, but now it's a bad one."
"Girl, don't think like that. Even if the Mo family doesn't have to help the old prince secretly, Sonny still has to do a lot of things he doesn't feel comfortable with in order to keep the Mo family stable."
Perhaps after the business was finished, Jian Lao's comforting words had the opposite effect. The princess didn't know what was going on, and tears fell from her eyes just as she said it.
"Yes, for the continuation of the Mo family, my Tu'er will suffer in the end."