Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

As he spoke, Mo Ci kept his eyes on the expressions of these little beggars. He saw that they shrank back in fear at first, and then after they realized what Mo Ci said, they knelt down in uneven movements.

One of them knocked his head on the ground and said first, "I am willing!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, several other little beggars followed suit and said they were willing. However, some spoke fast, some spoke slowly, and their voices were high and low, which sounded a bit messy.

It was an expected answer, and Mo Ci didn't feel much after hearing it. He just continued to ask.

"Do you have a name?"

Most of the children like them who became beggars at a young age did not have names. Even if they did, it was just a simple code name, or a "Hey" could represent them.

Mo Ci asked this because he was planning to give them a name so that it would be easier to use them in the future.

The cleverest little beggar was the first to speak. Although his voice was trembling when he spoke, he knew how to please people.

"I already have a name, but from now on I belong to the prince. Please give me a name, prince!"

This beggar looks thin and small, but he is much better than the other little beggars, and he has his own way of speaking.

After he said this, the other little beggars naturally followed suit and said the same thing. Mo Ci couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but he didn't say much. Instead, he pondered for a moment.

There are five little beggars here. Mo Ci is not good at naming, so he just borrowed his own surname.

"Okay, the five of you will be called Mo Dong, Mo Nan, Mo Xi, Mo Bei, and Mo Zhong according to your age."

East, west, north, south and center, just enough for them to share.

"Thank you Master for the name!"

The one who spoke the most was the oldest among them, which means that he would be called Mo Dong in the future.

Mo Dong kowtowed, and the others followed suit. Their obedient appearance made Mo Ci sigh with emotion.

It is worth mentioning that among these people, the little beggar assigned the name Mo Bei is a girl, and even Mo Ci did not recognize her at first.

However, Mo Ci didn't care much about men and women. He was born in the Central Region, and the women in the Central Region were as powerful as the men.

Even in the previous world, women were as capable as men, and there were countless of them.

As for this world, although there are many shackles on women, Mo Ci has never looked down on any woman.

Without mentioning the distant past, let's talk about the recent past. Princess Zhuang Xinhan of Qi has done her best in her position. If it weren't for her, when Mo Ci first came, she would have been in great danger.

And there is Liu Qingyin, who seems to pose no threat at all, but with her gentle beauty, aren't these princes and nobles completely captivated by her?

So Mo Ci would not be prejudiced against any woman. He just looked at Mo Bei a few more times and asked the most loyal one among the shadow guards to help him train these people first.

There was no way. Mo Ci was practicing the cultivation method of immortals. The spiritual energy here was weak. If other people were to learn it, they would probably make no progress even after ten or eight years.

After all, they are not like Mo Ci, who has space and spirit stone veins.

Mo Ci would not provide them with spirit stones either, as the cost and reward would not be proportional, and he would not do business at a loss.

In this way, he found temporary work for his five subordinates, and Mo Ci himself returned to the Imperial College.

In fact, with Mo Ci's current status, he didn't need to study seriously. After all, other people studied and took exams to gain power, didn't they?

But Mo Ci already possessed the power that many people would never be able to possess even if they worked hard for their entire lives. He did not have to rack his brains to pass imperial examinations like others. Even if he became a playboy, he could still live a carefree life.

However, Mo Ci didn't know when this life of death and rebirth would end, so in order to have more bargaining chips, he had to master more things.

Don't underestimate these literary works. But to be honest, it is these so-called literary works that can save lives, and Mo Ci is relying on them to plan his killings.

Prince Yi Zhaozhe's counterattack was very swift. Almost immediately after obtaining the evidence, he sent someone to report it, determined to drag everyone else into the water.

As long as these princes and nobles are thinking about the throne, they must have done something shameful. If they do, then it must be their weakness.

At this time, Zhao Zhe probably understood that the emperor was treating him as a pawn, but he had to continue, so he decided to go all out and offend everyone else completely.

Originally, with Zhao Zhe's approach, he would let others temporarily unite to deal with him until he was suppressed to the point where he could not do anything.

But how could Mo Ci make them so united?

He asked the shadow guards to collect the shameful secrets of these people, and then gave them to other people in a staggered manner. One secret was given to several people. Even if someone did not report it for the time being after getting it, there would always be someone who would report it.

In short, the final result was that these princes and nobles completely quarreled among themselves, and the superficial brotherhood was nothing at this time.

It was also because of the actions of these princes and nobles against each other that the peaceful Luojing City seemed to be in turmoil.

At first, it was just Prince Yi Zhao Zhe, then several princes and nobles were pulled in, and in the end, all the princes and nobles except Prince Qi Zhao Yan joined in the internal strife.

The emperor, who had allowed them to restrain each other, also felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop them now and he could only let their conflict grow deeper.

Unlike those people who were glaring at each other, couldn't stand each other, and were all in danger, the Prince Qi's Mansion seemed particularly leisurely.

That day, Mo Ci came back from the Imperial College and suddenly wanted to go and see how those people were training, so he went there without hesitation.

At this time, it had been three months since the little beggars were brought back to Prince Qi's Mansion.

When Mo Ci went there, he saw a few people squatting there with buckets of water hanging on their arms.

The shadow guard who was in charge of training them saw Mo Ci coming and hurried over to greet him, "Master, why are you here?"

"I have come to see how their training is going."

Mo Ci nodded slightly, then sat on the chair under the care of the shadow guard, looking at the people squatting in horse stance there.

The five people now looked completely different from three months ago, and even seemed to have been reborn.

I don’t know how long they have been squatting in horse stance, but Mo Ci can see beads of sweat on their foreheads and slight tremors in their arms.

As he watched, Mo Ci asked, "How are they training now?"

"Master, it took them quite a while just to replenish their bodies, but they've finally gotten started."

Have you gotten started?

Mo Ci nodded. Speaking of which, the cultivation method in this world is completely different from that in the world of immortal cultivation. The cultivation method here is called internal power.

Mo Ci had previously obtained a book on internal energy from the shadow guard, studied it carefully, and then determined that this so-called internal energy book did not require spiritual energy.

Perhaps it is a saying that the land and water shape the people, and this internal skill is most suitable for this world. The top position of this skill is equivalent to the most basic position in the natural law that Mo Ci is practicing at this time.

In other words, this internal skill is inferior to the method of cultivating immortals.

Considering that he might encounter a world without spiritual energy in the future, Mo Ci copied a set of internal energy techniques and stored them in his own space for future use.

Of course, he likes to make more preparations before doing things, so Mo Ci plans to collect more internal skills when he has the chance in the future, and to combine the strengths of all schools in order to accomplish great things.

After watching for a while, the shadow guard estimated that the time was about up, so he asked them to put down the buckets in their hands and take a break.

Several people saw Mo Ci early in the morning. They also knew that their good life now came from Mo Ci, so after Mo Ci sat there, they gritted their teeth and persisted, for fear of disappointing Mo Ci.

So much so that the shadow guard who taught them was a little surprised that they had persisted for half an incense stick of time today.

At this time, they put down the heavy objects in their hands, rubbed their arms, and did not forget to secretly look at Mo Ci.

Seeing this, Mo Ci waved to them. In an instant, several people ran towards Mo Ci and stood three steps in front of Mo Ci. The way they looked at Mo Ci became more respectful and loyal.

Seeing this, Mo Ci simply asked them if they were used to it. They naturally would not say they were not used to it. Being able to eat and dress warmly, and also learn kung fu, after all, was a pie in the sky.

Even if you are not used to it, you have to get used to it.

After speaking a few simple words to them, Mo Ci turned around and left under their reluctant gazes, and continued with his own actions of stirring up trouble.

Zhao Yan also had a long life. He was bedridden for so long before he died when Mo Ci was twelve years old. In fact, before that day, Zhao Yan had been in a daze, and it was equivalent to being dead if he didn't die.

After his death, white banners were hung in the Prince of Qi's palace, and Mo Ci, who was already a young man, also wore linen clothes for mourning.

Zhao Yan's death seemed to calm the chaotic Luojing City. Many people came to pay their respects, and even the princes and nobles who were fighting each other to the death took a break.

This rare calm is more like the calm before the storm.

Mo Ci stayed in the Prince of Qi's mansion, and observed mourning for Zhao Yan obediently. He was thinking that after Zhao Yan was buried, he would take the people from the Prince of Qi's mansion back to the Prince of Qi's fiefdom.

As for Wei Zhuoyuan, Mo Ci also planned to find an excuse to take him away. After all, this melee should have an outcome.

That night, Mo Ci knelt in front of the mourning hall to keep vigil. Of course, it looked like that on the surface, but in reality, Mo Ci was practicing. He now understood the book of natural law thoroughly.

You can practice while walking, sitting or lying down.

At the end of midnight, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Mo Ci turned his head and saw a shadow guard walking in.

This shadow guard... Oh right, isn't this the shadow guard he sent to protect (monitor) Liu Qingyin? Why did he come back without his permission?

While he was thinking, the shadow guard had already knelt beside Mo Ci on his own. He knelt straight and kowtowed three times. The sound made Mo Ci's head hurt.

Then, the shadow guard's voice came, "Master, I'm late!"

Mo Ci watched from the side and frowned again. Over the years, all of Zhao Yan's shadow guards had been recruited by him, except for this one shadow guard. Although he claimed to be his master, Mo Ci knew very well that the other party valued Zhao Yan more.

It was also strange. The other shadow guards knew that he was Zhao Yan's only son and his only bloodline. Zhao Yan was already useless, so it was natural for them to follow him.

This shadow guard was completely loyal to Zhao Yan. When dealing with Mo Ci, he showed all the respect a subordinate should show to his master, but he lacked loyalty.

Mo Ci did not hide his gaze. After a brief silence, the shadow guard turned his head to look at Mo Ci while continuing to kneel.

"I have done something wrong. I left my post without the young master's consent. Please punish me, young master!"

Tsk, now you know you're deserting your post? Mo Ci looked at the shadow guard and spoke lightly.

"That's alright. I know you're loyal to my father. I remember your name was An Yi, right?"

"Yes."

"An Yi, are you father's first shadow guard?"

"Yes."

The first one, no wonder he is so loyal, Mo Ci nodded and continued to ask.

"How is Liu Qingyin?"

"My dear young master, Miss Liu... has the support of others, so she's doing quite well."

Aid?

Speaking of which, it was Mo Ci who had caused these princes to fight each other. The emperor tried to mediate, so naturally he had no time to care about Liu Qingyin.

So after suffering for a short time, Liu Qingyin was protected by other admirers. Although she could not go against the emperor openly, it was still possible to give her some gifts in private.

So, Liu Qingyin's life is not too bad, except that she has lost her reputation.

However, Mo Ci also knew that having fallen to that point, Liu Qingyin no longer cared about her reputation. Now she was probably thinking about how to live a better life.

Or rather, she hoped that one of her admirers would ascend the throne and rescue her.

This was also what Mo Ci accidentally learned from An Yi. He didn't know why Liu Qingyin was so...confident. However, it was her confidence that made it easier for Mo Ci to make changes.

"Well, you will stay in the palace from now on. You don't have to protect Liu Qingyin anymore."

The emperor had no time to care about Liu Qingyin, and Liu Qingyin had many admirers, so there was no need for Mo Ci to send anyone to protect her.

In other words, Mo Ci did not trust An Yi, so even if he wanted to send someone to look after Liu Qingyin, it would not be An Yi.

"I obey my orders."

An Yi responded, but did not leave. Instead, he knelt here with Mo Ci to keep watch.

At this time, Mo Ci was just feeling grateful for An Yi's sincerity towards Zhao Yan, and didn't think about anything else at all.

The next morning, Zhuang Xinhan asked Mo Ci to go back and rest. When she saw An Yi, she was a little surprised, but after knowing that An Yi was a shadow guard, she didn't care too much.

In this way, An Yi knelt in front of Zhao Yan's coffin for seven consecutive days, even Mo Ci didn't kneel as long as him.

After Zhao Yan was buried, Mo Ci packed up and took a large group of people to the Prince of Qi's fiefdom. In addition to the people from the Prince of Qi's mansion, Mo Ci also abducted Wei Zhuoyuan.

As for the reason, Wei Zhuoyuan valued him as a student very much. Mo Ci said that his father died in Luojing City and he did not want to stay in this sad place, but he did not want to leave his teacher Wei Zhuoyuan.

With a few more casual modifications to the words, Wei Zhuoyuan took the bait and left Luojing City with Mo Ci on the pretext of studying abroad.

After the large group of people from Prince Qi's Mansion had completely left Luojing City, Mo Ci looked at the carrier pigeons flying from Luojing City and muttered to himself.

"Almost, it's time to end it."