: 319. The attribution of Chu Jing

319. The attribution of Chu Jing
Mo Xiuzhen and Ye Li returned to the city with a group of people who accompanied him. Because there were also reasons for being pregnant, the road was also slowly and not because the Mohist army who stayed in the northwest was already in a hurry with the Xiling North.
At this time, Mo Jingli, who was far away from the town of Wangnan, who was thousands of miles away, also received the news from the city of Licheng. In the palace that was refurbished on the basis of the original Li Wangfu, Mo Jingli looked at the face that had just been put up in his hand and turned black. Although the Chu Palace is now expanded on the basis of the original Li Wangfu, it has already been rebuilt since the early days when Mo Jingli and Mo Jingqi had turned over, so the results have not been small for so many years. The imperial court of Dachu rushed to the south of the Yunxiao River, and there was no chaos. The Dachu small court headed by Mo Jingli maintained this. However, the court that is now in the south of the Yangtze River is afraid that it has not been able to be called a big one.
On the main hall, sitting on the six-seven-year-old timid and timid little emperor, next to a chair that is almost as magnificent as the dragon chair, sits on the regent of the regent, Mo Jingli. Seeing that Mo Jingli’s face was not good-looking, the lower courtiers did not dare to speak. Nowadays, Jiangnan is completely on the territory of Li Wang. It is always a dwarf three-pointer under the fence. What's more, the really arrogant Wenchen military commander would rather die than stay in Beijing to stay in the crumbling Chujing, but now how can they expect them to have the courage to resist the Liwang Chamber?
Although the Empress Dowager still has some rights, but since the move to the capital is gradually weak, the Empress Dowager is not much more than the six or seven-year-old emperor. Everyone has a faint mind, but I am afraid that it will not last long. The little emperor should be the Zen, and the big Chu should be replaced by a new emperor.
When Mo Jingli was at the top, he glanced at the crowd and sneered: "Do you want to know what to say?"
The crowd could not help but secretly exchanged their looks. The embarrassment of this statement is strange.
Mo Jingli did not care. He raised his hand and flicked the fold in his hand: "Mu Xiuzhen won the name of Anping City after he took the Xiling Imperial City. Now Mo Xiu has left Xiling and returned to the northwest."
It was said that the ministers present were different in appearance, and they exchanged their views with their close friends. Mo Jingli has some impatient words: "If you have anything, just say it!"
Half a sigh, a minister stood up and said: "Wang Ye, now the king returns to the northwest, does it indicate that the Mohist army may send troops to rescue Chu Jing, if so..." Mo Jingli disdainfully laughed, like Laughing and laughing at him: "If so, how? If you still expect to return to Chu Jing, you can't say it? Let's not say... Lei Zhenyu is blocking the other side, and how is Chu Jing recovered? Left and right enemies, Chu Jing is different from a lonely city? What's more... Do you think that Chu Jing, who was rescued by Mo Xiu, is the royal Chu Jing or the Chu Jing of the Ding Wangfu?"
"This... Wang Ye knows what he sees, and the ministers are different." The minister's face changed slightly, and he returned to the queue.
Mo Jingli looked at everyone in a faint way: "You don't have to be too disappointed, even if Mo Xiu intends to reinforce Chu Jing, I am afraid it is too late. Today, Feihongguan is still stationing these hundreds of thousands of North Cavalry and 200,000. The Xiling army."
"Wang Ye, that is the southern king of Xiling Town...."
Mo Jingli disdained the road: "Xiling terracotta warriors are not good at water warfare, Yunxiaojiang and them are no different from natural dangers. The soldiers along the coast of the river have been collected by the king, and finally there is a Japanese king called Lei Zhenwei ugly. !"
Everyone's heart suddenly understood, Li Wang is planning to go to the south of the Yangtze River, guarding this cloud of the river, the natural life of the fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, in a short period of time there is no plan to restore the mountains and rivers. After a while of disappointment, there was a burst of disappointment. They were unwilling to fight in Chujing. They followed the Li Wang Fengsheng to move to Jiangnan. They only comforted themselves in the heart and said that they would start from the picture, but now...maybe this life is like this?
Seeing that there is nothing to discuss, Mo Jingli retired from the group. In a short while, in addition to the waiters waiting in the hall, only the little emperor Mo Yunyun was left. Mo Yunyun is always afraid of this kind of terrible eyes staring at his uncle, and seeing no one around can only shrink his thin body into the dragon chair.
Mo Jingli's eyes sank, staring at the child's eyes on the dragon chair, the more gloomy. If his son is still there, there should be such a child, but Mo Jingqi did not know where to get his son, but he still has to take care of the son of Mo Jingqi! Looking at the timid child, the more and more dissatisfied. Mo Jingli pulled the ink cloud from the dragon chair and pulled it to go to the harem. No matter where the seven-year-old child could keep up with the adult's footsteps, it was almost smashed by Mo Jingli. Dragging away. The palace people on the way naturally saw the emperor's wolverine appearance, but now in this palace can be said that the regent king has the final say, who dares to advise one or two?
Ink Lili took the ink to the palace of the Queen Mother, and the Empress Dowager Li was accompanying the Queen Mother. When I saw that Mo Jingli was shocked in the first place, I saw the tears in my son’s wolverine. "The emperor..."
"Get out!" Mo Jingli is impatient. If it is said that there is still a bit of respect for the emperor Huangpu Hua, it is not as good for this Li Taihou in the eyes of Mo Jingli. Li was really scared and shook, and he did not dare to move again on the spot. The son who can only look at his face with tears can't help. While sitting in the Queen Mother, she shook her head and sighed. Although she did not like the Queen Mother too strong, but this Lee is too weak. They all say that they are strong for the mother, but this Li is not strong enough for his son.
"Lier, what are you doing?" Looking at the gloomy face of Mo Jingli, the Queen’s disappointing disgrace.
Mo Jingli casually threw the ink to the side of the ground, no matter whether he hurt or not, and sneered coldly: "What do you say about me? After the mother, you tell me where Mo Jingqi got my son. Going?!" The Queen Mother was silent. If she didn't understand it before, she would have understood it after such a long time. She never imagined that her two sons were unrelenting to their own mothers and brothers. Shake his head and said: "I don't know, you know that my relationship with your emperor is not as filial as the outsider sees. If he did such a thing, how can he tell me?" In the month, Mo Jingli came to ask the last time almost every few days. The Queen Mother also vaguely understood some of them. I was afraid that the child born by Ye Ying was the only child of Mo Jingli’s life.
"In this case, you should ask Liu to be right. Didn't you want to keep her?" The Queen Mother faintly said that there was a hint of ridicule in the words. My own son, when the mother is forced to be buried, does not save her mother, but to protect an outsider. Every time I think of it, the Queen Mother feels a burst of heart.
"Liu Guizhen that swearing!" Mo Jingli hated the martyrdom. The outsiders thought that Liu Guifei was burned to death in the fire, but the informed people understood what was going on. Liu Guifei did not hesitate to kill his own daughter for the sake of Jin Hao’s shelling. It is really not poisonous. However, Mo Jingli rummaged through the whole territory and abroad, but he never found the trace of Liu Guifei. Under the wrath, Mo Jingli put Liu Jiayi's young and old into the prison, but after a few months of torture, he still did not ask for a little bit of news.
The Queen Mother sighed and looked at Mo Jingli: "After hearing that the King won the Xiling Imperial City, he has already returned to the city of Licheng?"
Mo Jingli smiled coldly: "The news after the mother is well-informed, but...this does not require parental care. The harem...no government!"
"You!" The face of the Queen Mother was so heavy that she couldn’t get out of her chest and couldn’t help but have a burst of red. Pointing at the eyes of Mo Jingli constantly shivering but always can't say a word. On the one hand, Li’s returning to God, fortunately, she was finally used to wait for the Queen’s service, and quickly went forward to go to the Queen Mother. For a long while, the Queen Mother has slowed down, but she has already gone.
"After the mother..." Li told the tea, and cried.
The Queen Mother waved the furnishings on the table to the ground, and the old tears cried: "What is the sorrow of the sorrow, even the birth of such two scorpions..."
Mo Jingli, who had already stepped out of the palace, listened to the crying from inside, and there was a trace of sneer on his face. The so-called mother-child feelings have been worn out in these years. In the eyes of Mo Jingli, this biological mother, who has not yet taken care of her own mother, is too important. Therefore, after the move to the south, Mo Jingli did not hesitate to seal the sage of the Empress Dowager. This also made the Queen Mother have a slap in the cousin who supported her life, and the relationship between the two was no longer the same.
Strolling through the winding corridors of the palace, Mo Jingli temporarily abandoned his son's things and thought about things in the main hall. The expectation of rising in the eyes of the ministers and the fading eyes of the ministers could not help but smile. Still looking forward to ink repair? It’s stupid. He is sitting in the rich land of Jiangnan, why should he compete with those people? He only needs to guard Yunyunjiang Tiansheng, and manage this part of Jiangnan, and enrich the people and strengthen the soldiers. Let the ink repairs go to fight with the wilderness of Beibei and Xiling. Ink repair can fight over two families, can you still fight three? When the two lose, he is taking advantage of the situation to recover the mountains and rivers... Who dares to say that he is not the owner of ZTE?
At this time, because Zijingguan lost and he returned to Chujing, he planned to take his own father to go back to the northwest and take a look at his own son, Leng Yuyu, who slammed his face in front of the defending letter. Helplessly looking at the defending, said: "Xiaowei, can you not come late for two days? I am going to start the journey back to the northwest." Wei Wei smiled and looked at him: "The meaning of the dusty son, Even if you are cold, you are at the gate of Feihong, I am afraid I will return to the original road."
Leng Yuyu snorted twice, but he also knew that he was telling the truth. Yang Yang raised the letter in his hand and asked: "How can the dusty son let you go and see it in person? Isn't this a big thing?" Although the defending is only the bodyguard around the king, but the king of the king knows, Zhuo Jing Lin Hanwei These three people, Wang Hao, never used them as guards. Moreover, their ability is far from being comparable to that of the district guards. If you put it out, you will not be able to go where you are, so even if you are like a phoenix, you can see the old year. The confidants have always treated each other equally.
Wei Weizheng said: "The meaning of the Qing Dianzi is to help the cold general to hold Chu Jing together with the cold two sons."
Sitting on the side of the cold Huai is a glimpse. Since being brought back to Chujing by Leng Yuyu, I saw that the situation of Chu Jing is now a little disheartened, but Rao is so cold and does not want to give up Chu Jing. West escaped to be a deserter who fled. However, this son who has never paid attention to it since childhood has shown the fierceness and means that he has never had before, and he does not give any choice to Lenghuai. However, I did not expect to come to a peak before the departure. In the heart of Leng Huai, I was still happy. I was worried that if I was caught in this, I would not be able to get out of it. He was not pity for the death of the courtiers and generals of the Great Chu, but he did not think that his son would be buried with himself.
"Wei Gongzi, will you send a reinforcement to His Royal Highness?" asked Cold Huai.
Wei Wei slightly frowned: "When he left the northwest, Wang Ye was still not returning in Xiling, and there were hundreds of thousands of Beibei troops and Xiling troops outside Feihongguan. But a few years ago, Wang Hao arranged in Dachu. An ambush, and General Murong Shen also received a letter from the Qing Chen Gongzi, will temporarily give up the confrontation with Lei Zhenduo and continue to go north. Qingchen son hopes that Chu Jing must be able to hold for at least three months."
"Three months..." Cold Huai slightly frowned, not that he did not know the difficulties of the Mohist army at this time, but the days in Chu Jingli are also not good. When Mo Jing Li Nan went down, he took away most of the troops. Today, only the remnants who lost in the front line of Beibei and Beijing, and some troops left behind to defend the city, stayed in the old part of Huaguogong. It is only twenty thousand people. The morale of the soldiers who lost from the front line was extremely low, and now the military soldiers under the city have also lowered the morale of the entire army and the people in the city. Not to mention that it is three months, there are some concerns about whether or not to support a month.
"Three months is naturally no problem. If the three months can't stand Chu Jing, the old man on the broken day will die to thank the world!" A somewhat old but still loud voice came from outside the door, and everyone looked back, but It is a Hua Guogong who has to be white. Although it is already a rare year, but Hua Guogong is wearing a battle armor and wearing a robes and dragons, and there is a faint ambition and heroism in the field.
Everyone quickly got up and said: "Old country, big princess." Followed by Hua Guogong is the same long-haired Fuxi Princess, while supporting the Princess of the Long Princess is Zhaoyang Princess. Behind them, they followed two boys and girls of twelve or three years old. The girl half of her head still couldn’t cover the scar on her half of her face. It was the Princess Zhen Ning and the emperor Mo Xiaoyun born by Liu Guifei. Mo Jingli took many princesses and royal family members. I don’t know why the younger brothers stayed behind and stayed with Fu Xichang Princess.
Hua Guogong looked at the cold Huai, and looked at the cold Yu Yu for a while before asking: "Ding Wang really sent troops to rescue Chu Jing?"
Leng Yuyu's look is slightly converging, and the lips are a little more sly and smiley: "Old Guogong, are you not a troubled younger generation? The younger generation has never been to the northwest of Dachu, and has not been there a few times. Where can I know the meaning of Wang Ye. What's more, now the prince is still far away from Xiling, helping the defending city is the meaning of the dusty son." So, how is the plan of the king in the end, no one can say. Although the Qing Dianzi said in the northwest, but it is not the king himself, so he can not replace the promise of the king to Hua Guogong.
Hua Guogong snorted and smiled at the cold Huai Road: "Your few sons, the old man looked at this one is more able to withstand some." Hua Guogong has been paying attention to the Ding Wangfu, and Leng Yuyu has been It is close to the phoenix that has been hand-picked by the ink, and Hua Guogong is no stranger to him. I did not expect that this is actually a pig to eat tigers. In the past, only when the cold family had a love business, and now look at the performance of Zijingguan, this has always been like the scorpion’s cold 皓 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟 竟Cold Qingyu is still stronger.
Leng Huai had to smile, only when the old country publicly confessed that he could not see his son. However, it is not unpleasant for the scorpion who is able to withstand the ancestors he has cultivated. Leng Yuyu can surpass his older brother without being valued at all. This proves that he has the ability to be his own son, and he has no heart.
Hua Guogong looked at a lazy, loose-looking cold woo, faintly said: "Cold kid, don't go with my old man. What is the meaning of the palace, the old man does not believe that you have no bottom." Leng Yuyu’s eyes turned and sat up and smiled.
You can’t say this in the old country. If you don’t say what the palace is, let’s say that even if Wang Ye came back early, he would be willing to send troops to help. This northwest and big There are more than a million troops in the north of the Chu, and it seems that they don’t have time. In addition, even if the younger ugly words are in front, the old country, even if this Chu Jing is guaranteed, who is this?"
Hua Guogong stared at Leng Yuyu and asked: "Is this the name of Ding Wang or Xu Dagong?"
Regarding the pressure of Hua Guogong’s deliberate release, Leng Yuyu did not care. Touching the nose and laughing: "Under the next is just ask, the old country also knows that Leng Yuyu is a businessman. It is reasonable to say that Chu Jing is a dead or alive and has nothing to do with my palace. What should I do? With the danger of possibly causing a fire in the rear to reinforce Chu Jing, even to the upper army and the northern army?"
Hua Guogong is silent, and he knows the meaning of Leng Yuyu. The Mohist army did not have the obligation to sacrifice so many soldiers' lives to defeat the strong enemy of Dachu and to defend Chujing for Dachu. Especially in the case that the entire Dachu royal family has abandoned the Chujing Canghuang south, what is the Mojiajun to help his enemies to retake the city?
"Cold two sons." Mo Xiaoyun, who has been standing behind the Princess of the Great Princess, suddenly said: "The cold two sons, the big Chu royal family is incompetent and so much that most of the country is lost. Now it is even more abandoned to the south. It is really no face to face the big Chu people. As long as the Mo Jiajun can exempt the Chujing people from barbarism, afterwards... Chu Jing is naturally owned by the palace." It also made the eyes of everyone fall to the boy who was only twelve or three years old. Speaking of it, although there is a mother like Liu Guifei, Mo Xiaoyun is indeed the most decent one among the emperors who are still alive. After all, the cultivation of Liu family for many years is not in vain. Originally, in the mind of Mo Jing, he probably planned to pass the ink to Xiao Xiaoyun, but it was a pity that his mother had harmed him. At this time, his 12-year-old boy can say such a thing, but it is already very valuable.
Leng Yuyu looked at Mo Xiaoyun and asked an eyebrow: "Qin Wang... Can you do the Lord?"
Mo Xiaoyun is in the same color: "Before the emperor moved south, he had already sealed the king for Changxing Wang, and the king naturally made the Lord."
Chu Jing, anciently known as Changxing. Nowadays, it has been moved to the capital of Chujing. Naturally, it can no longer be used, but in order to show that the royal family did not abandon the people, but still left a prince to sit here. Therefore, Mo Jingli will change the original abolition of the Prince, Qin Wang Mo Xiaoyun to Changxing Wang. This means that this place is the land of the ink-splitting cloud. Although it is still a big Chu in the righteousness, in this case, as long as the ink-cloud agrees, the Dachu court in the south has nothing to say.
Leng Yuyu looked at Mo Xiaoyun with interest: "This is Chu Jing, are you really willing to do it?"
Mo Xiaoyun's look is plain: "Is it useful? If there is no support from the Mohist army, Chu Jing will break sooner or later. Don't say anything about Changxing Wang, probably even life can't keep it. Ding Wang Renyi, this king believes that the king will not It will hurt our brothers and sisters."
"Old country, what do you say?" asked Leng Yuyu.
Hua Guogong snorted and said: "Changxing Wang has already promised, what else can the old man say? The cold two sons will really do business, and the cold family is considered to be a successor." "The old country public praised it."
Huaguogong stood up and said: "In this case... within three months, whether it is Beibei or Beijing, the old man will never let these foreigners step into one step!"
Leng Yuyu laughed and said: "There are old people."
After sending away Hua Guogong and his party, Leng Yuyu touched his chin and thought silently whether he should write a letter urging to see if the dusty son could send troops quickly. It’s not easy to hold on for three months. If you accidentally, you will lose your life.
On the one hand, Leng Huai looked at his son's low-browed meditation and was silent. Compared with the almost foreseeable hardships that are coming, it seems that Chu Jing is not so important.