Don't steal a man from me

At the end of December in the year of King Shanglie, Su Jue's political reforms in the Mo country had reached maturity, and domestic turmoil had been suppressed by Su Jue with cruel and tough methods, and all affairs were running in an orderly manner.

On this day, Su Jue was sitting quietly on the desk in a white fox fur coat to process the memorials of the ministers. The butler reported from outside the room: "Xiangguo, Mr. Tingwei has something to see."

"Understood, I'll go right away." Su Jue put down the bamboo slip in his hand, rubbed his brows, got up and walked out.

In the middle of the discussion.

Tingwei Zhai Xing came up to him with a dignified expression, bowed his hands and saluted, "I pay my respects to Xiangguo."

"You don't need to be too polite." Su Jue nodded slightly, sat down on the desk next to the window, nodded to him and motioned him to sit down, and said, "What is Ting Wei here for?"

"There was a theft and personal fight at the Weifeng Inn in Xianning City. There were many people involved. The officials came here to ask Xiangguo to make a judgment." Zhai Xing bowed his hands and saluted.

Su Jue frowned. He got up and took the white fox fur coat on the wooden frame and put it on his body, and said to Zhai Xing, "Go to the Weifeng Inn."

Weifeng Inn.

A small group of Mo soldiers in armor stood solemnly at the entrance of the inn with bronze swords in their hands, and a group of curious Mo people gathered outside the inn and looked into the room curiously.

"Hey, hey, have you heard that the only son of the Chinese doctor ordered the family to kill someone, good guy, he drew his sword and stabbed into that Chu man's body, oh, that blood is scary." The middle-aged woman put her hands in the armholes and said happily while sniffling snot.

"Huh? Killed a Chu man?" Someone leaned over and asked.

"Isn't that right? That only son fell in love with someone else's carriage, and if he didn't sell it, he took it for himself. When his entourage came up to argue, he drew his knife and killed him." Another man in a gray jacket While talking, he gestured with his hands.

The crowd outside the inn was getting bigger and bigger. Their strong curiosity diluted their fear of the harsh criminal law, and they pushed and shoved to squeeze in to witness the scene with their own eyes.

There was the sound of horseshoes like heavy rain, and after a long neighing, a cart stopped outside the door of the inn. The driver jumped out of the cart, put the bench in place, and helped Su Jue, who was dressed in white, to get off the cart. car.

"There is an order in the ink law: it is forbidden to gather crowds to watch the excitement without doing nothing, do you all ignore the criminal law?!"

Tingwei Zhai Xing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and scolded, he glanced at the standing beside the cart with his eyes, and looked at the silent white-clothed Xiangguo who was surrounded by Mo people in front of the inn, feeling inexplicably in his heart Fearful, he took care of the four great nobles of the Mo country in just four months. This seemingly weak and gentle Xiangguo's methods can be imagined. He doesn't want to make mistakes when his subordinates are doing things.

The noisy Moren fell silent for a moment, everyone was stunned, and the hot air they exhaled condensed into frost in the dry and cold air.

"Quickly back away!" Ting Wei scolded.

"Master Zhai, you seem to have forgotten the punishment of our Mo Fa for violating this provision." Su Jue's faint voice came, and he said as he walked towards the Weifeng Inn.

The ink people were in an uproar, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy: "Lord Xiangguo, please forgive us, the villain forgot the ink technique for a while, your lord has a lot, please forgive us this time."

Su Jue stopped in his tracks, and a wave flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves. His voice was very soft: "Rules and laws are made to restrain your behavior. Let me spare you once. There will be a second time, so what's the use of the law?" After finishing speaking, the ink man who was kneeling on the ground was left walking towards the inn.

In the inn, two soldiers were escorting a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes, who still looked arrogant and savage.Constantly struggling and shouting: "Let go of me quickly, or I will make you look good?! Do you know who my father is?! Do you know who my uncle is?"

"I don't know how Mr. Li plans to make me look good?" Su Jue glanced at him and asked calmly.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the gentle-looking Xiangguo was wearing a white fox fur coat, standing tall and tall in the inn with a faint smile, but such a gentle young man made Li Yu shiver, his eyes flickered, Stiffing his neck, he said, "Could it be that Master Xiangguo wants to kill me to punish me? My uncle is the Lord of the Mo Kingdom. Do you dare to be disrespectful to the Lord?"

"How do you know I dare not?" Su Jue raised her eyebrows and asked back.

"Zhaowen! If you dare to kill me, my father will definitely let you die! You have caused the blood of my Mo country to flow into rivers, and my thousands of Mo people are watching you in the sky! You will die !” Li Yu roared.

Su Jue ignored him, turned around and asked Ting Wei, "Whose car did he steal? Who did he kill? Tell me in detail."

"No." Ting Wei arched his hands and said: "Today, Lu Buwei, a Chu businessman, stayed at the Weifeng Inn. Mr. Li saw that Lu Buwei, a Chu man, was riding in a gorgeous car, so he proposed to use two taels of gold to buy the car. Lu Buwei refused, and Li The young master led people to rob the chariot by force, but Lu Buwei's follower Bailihe stopped him, and young master Li was so angry that he drew his sword and stabbed Bailihe to death."

While Lieutenant Ting was speaking, two soldiers brought a man in white to Su Jue.

"Are you Lu Buwei?" Su Jue looked at the man in white and asked.

"It's Caomin." Lu Buwei's hair was a little messy, he bowed his hands to Su Jue and said, "The man who was killed by this one is a follower of Caomin."

Su Jue nodded, then turned to look at Li Yu and said, "Young Master Li, it is a matter of course to kill people and pay for their lives, and Zhaowen is just acting according to the law."

"Zhaowen! You have to die! If I die, I will turn into a ghost and demand your life. How many Mo people have you killed? You will be punished by God!" Li Yu stared at him with scarlet eyes, He gritted his teeth and cursed: "My father will definitely cut you to pieces, you will die a terrible death!"

"Mr. Li, save some energy and take the road to Huangquan. Zhaowen never believes in the retribution of gods and ghosts." Su Jue said lightly.

The two soldiers carried Li Yu, who was struggling violently like a trapped animal, out of the Weifeng Inn. Lu Buwei knelt down to Su Jue and saluted, "Caomin thanked Xiangguo."

Su Jue turned away and said indifferently: "You don't have to thank me, I'm just acting according to the law. I left quickly after finishing the business in Mo Country. If I violated my Mo law, I will still punish you."

"Caomin remember Xiangguo's teachings." Lu Buwei saluted Su Jue.

Su Jue stopped looking at him, turned and left Weifeng Inn.

Li Yu, the only son of the Chinese doctor, was cut in half in the city, and the Mo people who gathered to watch the excitement were sent to northern Xinjiang to build the Great Wall. The sudden killing in December made the Mo country, which was originally lively, dull and depressing again. The wind howled and shredded the flakes of snowflakes one after another, carving the country of Mo into a pure and clean country.

Li Mo has already received more than a dozen secret letters requesting to kill Xiangguo Zhaowen. His own brother Li Xi couldn't bear the pain of losing his son and couldn't afford to be sick. Zhaowen, I will not rest in peace when I die."

The light of the candle flickered on Li Mo's face, his hawk-like eyes seemed to be filled with black jade, dignified and solemn, Li Mo threw those secret letters into the brazier without a sound, the silk paper curled up Turned into ashes, he looked up at the dark night sky outside the window and whispered: "As long as I am still alive in this world, I will protect you, my Xiangguo, why can't you understand my heart for you? What is in your heart? Where is one person?"

In the Xiangguo Mansion, a violent cough came from the bedroom. Qu Yun supported Su Jue, and patted him on the back with a worried face. Su Jue straightened up and leaned against Qu Yun, closed her eyes slowly, and said softly: " water."

Qu Yun didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly helped Su Jue to the side of the bed to sit down, took the tea bowl and handed it to Su Jue's pale lips and called softly, "Master."

Su Jue slowly opened her eyes, took a few sips from Qu Yun's tea bowl, looked at Qu Yun with eyes like water, smiled softly, and said softly: "How can it be that in the blink of an eye, Yun'er has grown into an indomitable man Woolen cloth."

He was completely huddled in the white fox fur coat, his pale cheeks were not bloodshot at all, Su Jue tilted his head slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, Qu Yun's nose was sore, tears fell down, the young master was still the same It looks like the "living Bodhisattva" who lives peacefully in Yingcheng from beginning to end.

But, why am I so sad?Why does my heart hurt?What changed?That's right, after the young master met Chu Yunqi, everything changed. He was expelled from the school by the master, and he entered Mo alone to face the enemy. No one wanted to cut the young master to pieces, all because of Chu Yunqi.

Qu Yun resented the man who called the wind and rain on the throne, the man whom the son loved with all his strength.

If two people who love each other are in such pain, why let them meet?

Qu Yun didn't understand.

"Yun'er, bring me my qin." Su Jue panted.

"Okay." Qu Yun nodded, took the piano from the desk, and gently placed it on Su Jue's legs.

Su Jue softened his eyes, held the piano in his arms and stroked the smooth surface of the piano with his slender hands. He gently rested his head on the piano, a smile bloomed on his lips, and he slowly closed his eyes for a rest.

The moonlight is like water, and outside the window a Samuume tree blooms silently.

After the next day, Li Mo left Su Jue to discuss state affairs.

Su Jue was dressed in white fox fur, her nose was slightly red, her brows and eyes were moist, and she followed behind Li Mo.

Li Mo, who was dressed in black royal clothes, looked back at him, and said softly: "Why is Xiangguo so far away from me?"

"My lord is the king of a country, and Zhaowen is a subject of a country. There are differences between monarchs and ministers. This distance is just right." Su Jue bowed his hands and saluted.

"But I have never regarded you as a subject of the Mo country." Li Mo smiled, but the smile did not rise to the eagle's sharp eyes.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Su Jue's eyes, he smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Master Xie has such trust, Zhaowen will definitely assist the Lord to build the Mo country into a powerful country in the Central Plains."

Li Mo hooked the corners of his lips, and said seriously: "Compared to building the Mo country into a powerful country in the Central Plains, I hope that Xiangguo will always stay by my side."

Su Jue lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Li Molang laughed a few times, turned around and continued walking forward, he asked inadvertently: "There is an article in Xiangguo's "Ten Volumes of Strong Ink", which says that our ink land is vast and sparsely populated and requires a large number of farming population. Your Excellency is recruiting people from Chu, I thought about it for a while, and I think that to recruit people from the territory of Chu State, I still know that the king of Chu will be heard, what does Xiangguo think?"

"Well. This is something I want to discuss with the lord." Su Jue nodded.

"In that case, I will send an envoy to Chu, inform the King of Chu, and borrow someone from him." Li Mo curled his lips, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to cover his icy eyes.

Yancheng of Chu State.

"You tell the envoy of the Mo country that if Xiangguo makes a slight mistake, I will destroy his country!" Chu Yunqi threw the bamboo slips in his hand on the desk, stood up and pointed at the envoy stationed in Mo, gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty!" The Chu envoy stationed in Mo hurriedly knelt down, and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Zhao Wen entered Mo for Chu, and if he was not careful, he would lose everything. My king, calm down."

He regretted telling the king of Chu about Su Jue's situation in Mo country.

Chu Yunqi took a deep breath, clenched his fists, lowered his eyes halfway, and slowly sat down on the throne, his voice had regained his composure, and he said in a deep voice: "Go and inform the envoy Mo, the two countries of Chu and Mo We are friendly countries to each other, and the country of Mo is in trouble, and I, the great Chu, will definitely help. Mo Gong wants to recruit Chu people from our Chu territory. I have no objection, but I want the Prime Minister of Mo to come in person, otherwise, the Chu people are not willing. Into the ink, even the widow can do nothing."

"Promise." The eyes of the envoy stationed in Mexico flashed, and he responded.

Chu Yunqi stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, and sighed almost inaudibly. He felt deeply weak and tired, and waved to the envoy stationed in Mexico, indicating that he could step back.

The moonlight was cold, shining on the cold throne, Chu Yunqi hid himself in the darkness and remained silent for a long time.