Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Fu Ling's gaze paused for a moment on a few of the slightly stronger hungry people.

After a while, nothing special happened at home, Fu Ling frowned slightly, did he think too much?

After a while, when all the dry food was distributed, those hungry people knelt down to Mo Jiu, kowtowed and said words of gratitude as if they wanted to make a deal.

"What are you doing! Get up! Get up!" Mo Jiu was slightly stunned, and after recovering, he said anxiously.

Just when Mo Jiu was thinking about whether to order the soldiers to go forward to help him up, the hungry people helped each other to stand up.

"Master Jun, we don't have anything good to give you. This jade pendant is left by my deceased husband. It is said that it was consecrated by an eminent monk. I hope it can bless you in your early triumph."

"It's too expensive, I can't take it." Mo Jiu shook his head, and pushed back the hand that was extended by the other party.

"It's precious, but it's not worth your kindness for saving me and my grandson's life, Mr. Jun, don't shirk!"

Seeing this, some other hungry people also persuaded them to pick them up.

"Yes, my mother-in-law is also kind, so you can accept it, benefactor."

"The world is not peaceful now, you should be your subordinates, at least we can feel at ease."

"Accept it, there are not many good people like you, and we still count on you to expel those enemy troops as soon as possible, so that we can have a stable life."

"Benefactor, you..."

Listening to what everyone said, Mo Jiu faintly felt a tingling pain on his forehead.

After receiving the jade pendant and thanking the old lady, Mo Jiu got on his horse very skillfully, and led his team to continue moving towards the mighty original goal.

At the same time, Bo Ruchu looked at Mo Yan who was still angry, reached out and poked his cheek, and said, "Okay, don't be angry, I will tell you when I go back, now, we should go get the Ping An Fu If you don’t go back, you will be discovered.”

The guard hiding in the dark wiped the sweat from his forehead and rolled his eyes.

Sure enough, it was the way he opened his eyes today, right?

He didn't see the little master molesting (wow——) Master Mo Yan!

Mo Yan was neither up nor down in one breath, looked helplessly at Bo Ruchu who was still smiling, nodded, and followed behind towards the side hall not far in front.

"Your Majesty, these are the things that the late emperor asked the poor monk to give you. Now..."

Bo Ruchu, who heard the conversation coming from inside, paused when he knocked on the door, and after signaling Mo Yan not to open his mouth, he gently poked a hole in the paper on the window to spy on the situation inside.

I saw a man in a white dress holding a painting and a few hairpins in his hands, talking to the monk opposite.

"You are not allowed to mention this matter to anyone in the future, otherwise, I really don't mind being charged with/slaughtering/killing/a Buddhist monk."

The monk shook his body and kept turning the beads in his hand: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this poor monk will never mention this matter to anyone other than you and me."

"Very well, it seems that you are a smart person. I will send someone to send you some gold, silver and jewelry tomorrow. No matter where you go to retire, don't stay here, lest I change my mind."

As the monk nodded in response, the man in white turned and walked towards the door. Bo Ruchu quickly pulled Mo Yan and hid.

Hurrying non-stop all the way, Mo Jiu and the others finally arrived at their destination before dark.

"Masters, please come inside. Do you want to feed your horses?"

The yamen servant in charge of guarding the station greeted him and asked.

Mo Jiu nodded, and said: "Well, remember to feed some good fodder."

"Yes, don't worry, my lord." The yamen servant quickly responded, and after leading everyone into the resting place, he turned around and walked to the stables behind.