One hundred and eight strokes of body promise

In the fifth year of Tianyou, Wang Kui, the transshipment envoy of Cangzhou, demanded that everyone in Cangzhou pay tribute "Buddhist money" on the grounds that the local Buddhist temple needed to be repaired.In the end, a civil uprising was aroused.This man served as the transfer envoy of Cangzhou for six years. He did all kinds of evil, not only looting people's wealth, but also his son was rampant and promiscuous.If he does not obey, he will be killed, if he has a husband, he will be killed, if his parents do not agree to kill him together.

On August [-]th, a scholar surnamed Tong in Cangzhou knelt down in the street to block Shangshu Mode's sedan chair with thousands of common people's joint blood letters.On the same day, Shangshu Mo had to kneel in the hall to ask for an order to investigate the case, and the emperor allowed it.On the second day of September, Luochuan, king of Beiliang, took Dali Temple into custody and waited for his release.

And during this period of time in the Luo Palace, everyone was also in fear every day.

"Master..." Hua Dasang looked at Mo Jun, and for the first time in his life, he felt how difficult it was to speak. He glanced at Mo Jun, but quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Mo Jun again. He had no choice but to say in a muffled voice: "This morning, the master and hundreds of officials jointly signed a letter... requesting to be beheaded..."

The following words were not finished yet, only a crisp sound was heard.The fine white jade teacup shattered on the ground, and blossomed piece by piece.

"Master!" Hua Dasang stretched out his hand to support Mo Jun, who was standing by the table and was about to fall because of his unsteady figure.

But no, Mo Jun immediately supported the table next to him and stabilized himself, but with Hua's big voice on his back, his whole body trembled violently.It took a long time before he pressed the table, turned sideways, looked at Hua Dasang, forced himself to calm down and said, "What did you just say?"

"I..." Hua Dasang opened his mouth, watching Mo Jun's red and blistered hands clenched into fists, pressing against the table, unable to say a word.

Hua Dasang walked up to Mo Jun, carefully picked up Mo Jun's burned hand, and searched for a long time in his arms to find a small medicine bottle to apply medicine to Mo Jun, trying to comfort him: : "Your Majesty hasn't made a statement yet, there might be hope for everything... Young Master, you..."

Hua Dasheng was eloquent.

Mo Jun lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before he glanced at the back of his hand which Hua Dasang had smeared a thick layer of ointment on, raised his head and smiled: "What medicine did you take for me?"

Hua Dasang's hand paused: "Isn't it because I don't have any medicine at hand at the moment? Although this medicine is used to moisturize... but it is also very good for healing injuries! It took me a while to develop this thing. A lot of hard work, just this bottle can heal injuries and fight with Zhan Xuan...a medicine can do more, do you know?"

"I know, I know." Mo Jun closed his eyes, and suddenly said again: "Hua Dasang."

"Huh?" Hua Dasang was still busy continuing to administer medicine to Mo Jun.

But Mo Jun took his hand back and said in a low voice, "You and Zhan Xuan can elope."

Hua Dasang froze, looked at Mo Jun, and said, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you win the bet between me and you? I've been waiting for several days and I haven't seen you come to ask for a reward. Why didn't you forget?" Mo Jun stretched out his hand on the table, tapped it with his fingers, and pointed Hua Dasang showed a smile: "Don't you want to know what gift this young master will give you if you finish Zhan Xuan within a month? That is the freedom of Zhan Xuan. I have already won Zhan Xuan from the lord. Tomorrow Just pack up your luggage and take him away."

Hua Dasang looked at Mo Jun silently without saying a word.

Mo Jun stretched out his hand and patted Hua Dasang's shoulder vigorously: "By the way, after you and Zhan Xuan left, you two remember to buy a house with thicker walls. Your movement is too loud."

This joke made Hua Dasang no longer seem to want to laugh, but with a gloomy face, he looked at Mo Jun firmly, and said in a deep voice: "Young master, I will not leave. Zhan Xuan will not." .”

Mo Jun looked at Hua's loud voice with a firm expression, finally hooked his lips, gave a soft laugh, then stood up slowly, stretched his waist, changed his relaxed appearance, and said, "Go ahead!" , Ask Uncle Liu to call everyone in the Luo Palace to the living room. I have something important to announce."

Hua Dasang also stood up, stared at Mo Jun for a long time, and then said decisively: "Zhan Xuan and I will never leave!"

The living room of Prince Luo's Mansion is very large, but when the people of the whole Prince's Mansion are crowded, it becomes smaller.

A dense crowd of people stood in a row, and there was a group of black heads outside the door.Mo Jun roughly glanced at the expressions of several people standing in front of him.

Some were terrified, some looked confused, and even a few little girls were tearful.

"Uncle Liu." Mo Jun smiled slightly, and said to Uncle Liu who was standing at the front: "I think everyone has been shut up in the mansion recently with sad faces. So I decided to give the big guy a vacation, you How do you feel?"

Uncle Liu arched his body and bowed his head for a long time, then raised his eyes to take a deep look at Mo Jun, and let out an almost inaudible sigh: "But it's up to you to arrange it."

"Thank you, Uncle Liu." Mo Jun bowed to Uncle Liu, then straightened up, turned to everyone, and said: "Everyone can get a few taels of silver from the accountant by virtue of their position before leaving the mansion. It’s not much, but it can be regarded as a little reward from the Luo Palace to everyone who has contributed to the Palace in the past few years. I hope everyone will not dislike it.”

"It is better for those who get the silver tael to leave after nightfall, as it is easy to cause riots during the day. But from today onwards, the four side gates of the palace will no longer be restricted at night. Do you understand?" Mo Jun looked down at himself The many lowered heads said.

Everyone was silent and no one responded.

"There is always a banquet in the world. If there is still destiny, I hope to see you again." Mo Jun took the wine glass on the side, held the pot and poured himself a glass, showing it to everyone, then raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.

And the person below did not know which one started first, and knelt down with a "plop", followed by a group of people "short" down, and in the blink of an eye, everyone knelt down, faintly sobbing and weeping continuously.

"Bang, bang, bang" after three serious head knocks, some people stood up and bowed to the white-bearded old housekeeper and Mo Jun.

After three cups of tea, there were not many people left in the crowded living room.

But there were still dozens of people kneeling in front of Mo Jun, Mo Jun opened his mouth, and was about to say something.

But a girl kneeling down took the lead: "Young Master Mo, you don't need to persuade us, as long as the Luo Palace is here, we will not leave for a moment."

The rest of the people also nodded in agreement: "Yes! As long as the palace is in, we will not leave."

"You..." Mo Jun raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

But at this moment, Uncle Liu took a step forward and walked in front of the kneeling people: "Siqin, he has sneaked into the kitchen many times to steal food in the dead of night. It violates the rules of the palace, and he will be expelled from today!"

"Xuemei, you have reached the age of marriage, according to the rules of the mansion, you should go out of the mansion and choose a good family to marry."

"Akang, you have an old mother on top of you, and a young brother on your bottom. You haven't finished your filial piety, so what's the point of faith?"

……

The old butler with a white beard walked down in a circle, and found all the reasons to chase away dozens of people.

"I won't go! If you break the rules, at worst, Uncle Liu, you will give me a reward!"

"I'm not leaving either! I was born as a member of the Luo Palace, and when I die, I am a ghost of the Luo Palace!"

A group of people started crying again.

The white-bearded old butler calmly watched the dozens of people finish calling, and then said slowly, "I don't want you to leave either."

"Because I regard you all as my children..." The white-bearded old butler walked up to the kneeling people and touched their heads: "But now because I regard you as my children, it is even more embarrassing." Drive you away."

As soon as these words came out, the kneeling people burst into tears again, and they all surrounded the old butler with a white beard, and the yells of Uncle Liu made people feel uncomfortable.

Mo Jun turned his back quietly and rubbed his unbearably hot eyes.

After another half an hour, finally there were only four people left in the living room: Uncle Liu, Mo Jun, Zhan Xuan, and Hua Dasang.

"Uncle Liu..." Mo Jun called softly to the white-bearded old butler, "Since you treat them like children, I think you treat the prince the same way."

Mo Jun took out a black jade wrench from his bosom, and held it up to the old butler with a white beard: "I have sympathy and empathy, we agree with each other. My lord and I also hope that you can..."

But the white-bearded old housekeeper stretched out his hand and pushed back the Mo Yu finger in Mo Jun's hand: "Even Mr. Mo, you can't persuade me to leave the mansion with the token representing the prince of the Luo Palace. Because this time, I, Liu Deshan, swear to die with me." The palace lives and dies together! I have made up my mind! Mr. Mo just give up!"

Mo Jun quietly looked at the old man in front of him, whose hair was already gray, but whose eyes were still as firm as a rock, and could not be shaken at all, and finally put down the ring in his hand: "I understand, Uncle Liu."

Then he stood up and bowed deeply to the white-bearded old housekeeper: "Thank you Uncle Liu today, and you will have to worry a lot about the evacuation of the people in the mansion later."

The white-bearded old butler nodded slightly, and Quan Zuo agreed.

Zhan Xuan looked at the figure of the white-bearded old butler walking away, looked back at Mo Jun, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Mo, I don't think Uncle Liu will leave."

Mo Jun nodded, then took the jug on the side and filled it up for himself: "I know. I never thought that Uncle Liu would go away by himself."

Hua Dasang snatched the flagon from Mo Jun's hand, and said angrily, "What kind of wine are you drinking? Can you still drink in your current physical condition?"

Zhan Xuan heard Mo Jun's voice-over: "Then Mr. Mo, you..."

Mo Jun smiled, and hooked his fingers towards Hua Dasang.

Hua Dasang glanced at Mo Jun suspiciously, and then moved his ears closer.

After listening to Mo Jun finish speaking, Hua Dasang felt that his hands were empty, and Mo Jun had snatched the jug back.

"At that time, the two of you will be a little bit cautious, after all, Uncle Liu is an old man."

But in an instant, Mo Jun had already flashed to the door with the jug in hand.

"I'll leave the affairs of Prince Luo's mansion to you. I'm going out for a while."

"Leave the flagon for me!" Hua Da said angrily, rushing over to snatch back the flagon that was shaking in Mo Jun's hand, but he hadn't waited for him to reach the door.

Mo Junren has disappeared...

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