General, cut off your sleeves!

It is unknown where Mo Wanqing was born, but it is said that he came from a small village called Dahe in the frontier.Except for a family of hunters who once lived with him intimately, the rest is only the coffin shop of Zhang's family in the capital.

However, after investigation, Mo Wanqing did not contact the Orion after leaving Dahe Village, the reason is unknown.

Such a young man full of mysteries, he might even be a spy sent by another country.

But Gu Xuanye does not agree with this guess, even if he is really a spy, it is difficult for him to find out any secrets, besides, how could such a stupid spy, who climbed a wall and was involved in a series of murders, if it wasn't for fate, he knew Zou Jinchu That good old man probably died long ago.

He will not be a spy, the boy's pure eyes are different from those of them who are soaked in the world, maybe the soul of the boy is different from theirs.

The young emperor admitted for the first time that he unconsciously fell in love with this young man who had only met once, and his explanation for this was that the young man's appearance was deceptive.

As for the real reason, he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

Putting aside this unfamiliar throbbing, the Song family's development is beyond his expectation, and even the cages prepared in advance are not suitable for the current situation, the emperor intends to slightly modify the plan...

It's hard to tell how treacherous this man in the deep palace is, but Mo Wanqing's stay in the general's mansion has become a certainty. Zou Jinchu earlier ordered people to clean up the house.

The room is next to the study, and it is a small yard. The things inside are quite exquisitely arranged, from the mattress gauze to the incense burning in the room, all have passed through the general's eyes.

It couldn't be more attentive, the simple yet elegant pattern even Mo Wanqing could feel the difference.

This house is definitely the most upscale he has ever lived in. It is a qualitative leap from the thatched house to the luxurious room here.

But these are not the most eye-catching, what excites him the most is the square box on the table, and his intuition tells him that this is the big knife that he lost as soon as he got it!

Receiving the boy's puzzled look, Zou Jinchu encouraged him with a smile, "Why don't you take a look?"

Mo Wanqing rushed to the table immediately, but slowed down and carefully opened the lid of the box. He was moved when he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face of the knife.

To him, the big knife is the proof of the past. After a long time, he grasped its cold handle again, and a familiar feeling came over his face.

It seemed that he was standing on the battlefield, facing the extremely vicious infected, surrounded by teammates who were also fighting, and the sound of ping-pong shouting and fighting could be heard endlessly.

He raised his hand to hold the knife in front of him, and gently stroked the surface of the knife with his left hand. The crisp sound of "Bada" woke him up and made him withdraw from his fantasy abruptly.

Only then did he realize that his reckless action just now caused blood to protrude from his left hand, and the surface of the knife was also smeared with a layer of color.

Zou Jinchu was also shocked by the moment the young man picked up the knife just now. At that time, Mo Wanqing seemed to be a completely different person, and the bloody aura of killing spread over his face, even more murderous than him, a person who has been fighting in the battlefield all year round.

The shock forced him to look at the boy again. He seemed to have every reason to doubt whether the identity of the boy was a threat to him, or even to the whole country, but when his eyes met the boy's eyes, the turbulent thoughts in his heart subsided instantly.

Forget it, one day the boy will tell him these secrets himself.As for the present, he chose to believe him.

Mo Wanqing looked at the red face of the knife and the blood dripping on the ground in a little bewilderment, the other hand was inconvenient to hold the knife and could only clenched his fist tightly.

With a sigh, "Why are you so stupid, put down the knife first, and I will bandage it for you."

Leaving aside the momentary murderous aura, Mo Wanqing at this moment is like a ten-year-old child, who will be at a loss when he makes a mistake, and will pitifully beg for forgiveness.Hey, I'm still a child after all.

While Mo Wanqing was in a daze, someone took the sword away and put it back in place.Then his left hand was wrapped in a big and thick palm, and then there was a sound of ripping silk, and the torn strips of handkerchief were wrapped around the wound, twisted and tied tightly, and a neat knot appeared on the back of his hand.

"I don't have any gauze on my body, wrap it with a handkerchief first, and call someone to help you re-wrap it later."

Mo Wanqing nodded, still wanting to grab the knife, Zou Jinchu thought it was funny. "You still want it with your hand hurt like this?"

He could see the boy's obsession with long knives, but he didn't expect his obsession to be so deep that it was hard to let go.

"You mean this?" Mo Wanqing shook the wound on his hand, and the cloth strip on the wound almost loosened with his movements, making people look terrified.

"What is this? It's just a small hole."

As for the small opening in his mouth, blood began to ooze unwillingly because of his violent treatment. Seeing this, Mo Wanqing was self-reliant, and tied the knot tighter with her teeth and the other hand.This kind of wound looks hideous, but as long as it's not very deep, it's fine. If you press it hard like this, the bleeding will stop after a while.

Everyone knows this common sense, but it doesn't mean that everyone can be so calm. How to put it, Zou Jinchu felt that he smelled a familiar smell of blood on the young man, with a rusty smell in the sweetness.

Zou Jinchu forced himself to remove his eyeballs from the boy, and shifted his gaze to the table, but was surprised to find that the knife on the table had changed!

The dark red blood adhered smoothly to the knife surface, and it took so long to see the blood coagulate into dark brown.Out of curiosity, he took out the leftover handkerchief and wiped it...

Soon the plain veil was soaked red by the dark red blood, but the strange thing was that the traces of blood on the knife were still bright red, just like the color of the knife itself.

Mo Wanqing was also attracted by this strange situation, her jet-black pupils were also full of surprise.Thinking about it carefully, he just remembered what happened before, and he didn't do anything strange to this knife.

Could it be... because of his unique blood?

It is said that although his blood has the ability to dispel the poison of sin ants, the people in the Academy of Sciences did not tell him what is so strange about it. They only come here regularly every year to ask him for fresh blood.

Shaking his head, he probably thought too much. Maybe it was a material problem. The material of the knife just reacted with the blood, and it was difficult to clean.But doesn't this mean that if the knife is stained with blood in the future, it will change color?

"Pfft, I think this knife can be named by one, it's called blood drinking, precious knife drinking blood, I hope it can become your partner in the future."

Mo Wanqing hadn't thought about naming it, but at the moment, it is possible. The name Yinxue is very suitable for this knife, and he will definitely take good care of it.

People who practice martial arts regard weapons as friends are not rumors, but real existence.

Bloodthirsty people like them often have weapons that accompany them at the last moment of their lives. It is not too much to say that they are the most loyal partners, after all, weapons will not betray themselves.

Of course, since then, the fact that no matter how the knife was washed, the blood stains on it could not be removed has become an interesting topic in Beijing. Not to mention, Mo Wanqing wanted to check with Zou Jinchu on an important matter.

"Is there a garden between the front and back yards of the General's Mansion?"

"how?"

I don't understand why the boy suddenly asked such a question, he doesn't look like he is interested in any garden.

But seeing the young man let out a long "oh", his face was full of rejoicing.

He couldn't help feeling amused, "Are you afraid of them?"

The so-called "they" of course refers to the group of concubines. Although there are not many female relatives in the General's Mansion, they are not completely absent. Although they are relatively "well-behaved", they can't change the nature of women and are jealous.

Ever since meeting the general's wife, the so-called sister-in-law, Mo Wanqing has been in a bad mood, almost running away when she hears the word "backyard".Only Zou Jinchu can stand such a weird woman!

Zou Jinchu was also helpless as the wife who could make young people avoid him was actually a virtuous person who was praised by everyone.

"Don't worry, I won't let them come to the front yard either."

In fact, except for the serious wife, concubines are not allowed to walk around the front yard at will.And even the real wife can't just come to the front yard, after all, it would be embarrassing if she bumped into a foreigner.

After listening to his explanation of the real situation, Mo Wanqing only felt more depressed, which meant that he was unlucky.It's rare for his wife to come to the front yard and he bumped into him. It was a coincidence that he was annoying, so he deserved being stabbed for a while, right?

Fortunately, as long as the well water does not interfere with the river water, his life here should not be very difficult.

"Just don't worry, your sister-in-law is not ruthless even though she is very polite. She is very considerate to her second brother. You will know in the future."

He doesn't know what will happen in the future, he only knows that he instinctively rejects this woman, and he can't explain why.

But the "second younger brother" that Zou Jinchu said made him a little curious, "Is your... second younger brother the one in court the next day?"

Zou Jinchu nodded. This second younger brother was the focus of everyone's attention since he was born, and everyone's praise gathered on him.Some people think that Zou Jinyuan, who looks like a banished immortal, should not have been born in the Zou family of a family of military generals, but should have been born in a scholarly family.

Of course, no one can say that Zou Jinyuan was buried in the Zou family. After all, the Zou family never really forced him to abandon literature and pursue martial arts, but gave him a lot of support along the way.However, he is indifferent by nature and doesn't like officialdom, otherwise it would not be difficult for someone to be an official.

Recalling Zou Jinyuan's demeanor, and comparing him with Zou Jinchu, he suddenly felt that it was very funny.

"Are you a father and a mother? How did you have such...different births? Haha"

Zou Jinchu is helpless, this is not the first person to ask this question, even when his mother was alive, she always hugged them and laughed, saying that Zou Jinyuan looked like someone else's family.

But that was just a joke, the Wen wife who delivered Zou Jinyuan was the same as Zou Jinchu, and it was an indisputable fact that he was the genuine son of the Zou family.

What's more, Zou Jinyuan's temperament is very different, and his appearance still follows their family. Leaving aside his personality, his appearance alone is enough to identify him.He just has a softer face, and the side profile is sometimes as soft as a woman's at first glance.