long old

With cold sweat in his hand, Mo Xuan turned his head and glanced at their intertwined hands, and suddenly shook them away.

Rong Mo's heart sank, knowing that its medicinal effect had begun to take effect.

When he was entrapped by You Nian, he also tried his best to hide it from the other party.However, just seeing the cold sweat on Mo Xuan's hands made him furious.

Maybe the two of them will never be able to reconcile on this issue. What is the point of neither wanting to let the other know their pain?

Rong Mo leaned out, suddenly grabbed his lips, and lifted his quilt.

It was summer at this time, but his body was covered with several layers of quilts.

I haven't seen each other for several months, and my body and kissing skills are quite unfamiliar, but kissing can't be called restraint.

Rong Mo bit his earlobe, and said vaguely: "What exactly do you want?"

What exactly do you want?

What exactly do you want from me?

A sincere heart, a loving hug, or an appropriate kiss?

Whatever you want, as long as you are willing to stay with me, I will give it to you.

"I..." Mo Xuan tightly gripped Rong Mo's forearm, almost crying.He turned his head again to hide his embarrassment.

I am very greedy, I want my country to be prosperous and strong, and all nations will come to congratulate me.

I want peace on the frontier, and no enemy army dares to invade again.

I want you to remember me all your life and never forget me again.I am not always selfless, if you have forgotten me twice in a row, I will never forgive you in my life.

I also want to let you admit that I am your only one, and I will never fall in love with anyone else in this life.I also don't want to tell you this, because your identity and mine cannot bear such a big promise.If you were an ordinary person, I would take you to live in seclusion in the mountains.

But if you leave, who will be responsible to the common people?I cannot take this responsibility.

I want more, I have been entangled with you for life and life, and there is no rope that can be untied.

But it seems impossible, after all, Huangquan Biluo once walked, and goodbye is just a meeting and not knowing each other.What's the point of being so entangled?

I've left twice in my life when you needed me the most, and I can't forgive myself.

And in the end, I have done so much, but I just want, you love me.

Rong Mo understands all those feelings that cannot be expressed in words.

So, Rong Mo lowered his head, pressed against his forehead, and said in a low voice, "As you wish."

As long as you stay alive, everything will work out as you wish, I promise you.

Mo Xuan closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, he had done so much, in fact, he wanted him to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, and told me: "Everything is as you wish, I wish you will never leave this life, life and death depend on each other."

Several hours later, Mo Xuan fell into a deep sleep again, but after sweating a lot, his complexion improved a lot.

Rong Mo put on his clothes, went out, asked the cook for a pot of hot water, and brought back a bowl of medicine.

Rong Mo hugged Mo Xuan, who was covered in bruises, and began to wipe his body.

In fact, it was me who was feeling uneasy. The two of them plotted against others openly and secretly, but in the end they still had no confidence.

Mo Xuan opened his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing him wake up, Rong Mo hurriedly helped him up, gave him medicine, calculated his size in his mind, and couldn't help frowning, he was too thin, and he couldn't support his skeleton in wedding clothes.

Mo Xuan didn't want to move, let him serve him, lay in his arms, and wanted to take a nap.

Rong Mo hurriedly adjusted him to a comfortable position lightly, and let him lean against him in fear.

He is holding a good glass mirror in his hand now, and he sees himself and happiness in it.It's just that the current hug can't last for too long.

Lou Xun tiptoed in and waved to him.

Rong Mo immediately understood, and gently put Mo Xuan back into the bed, put his jade pendant beside his bed, and followed Lou Xun out.

Lou Xun didn't say much, and got straight to the point: "Can you still fight?"

Rong Mo raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "Is there no one fighting in the northwest of you? The general will take action in everything."

Speaking of this, Rong Mo was furious again.He has just seen the injuries on Mo Xuan's body. He has only walked for a few months, and there is not a single piece of good flesh on his body. Scars, large and small, hideously crawled all over his abdomen, waist, legs, and even his neck. A scar, especially terrifying on fair skin.

Lou Xun's temper was also bad, and happened to be full of anger, so he immediately choked back: "Who do you think we are facing? He is Chen Mo! We have fought against them for more than ten years, and there is no He won a battle. If he doesn't fight hard, how can he be worthy of the mission entrusted to him by the court?"

Rong Mo knew he had slipped his words, and Lou Xun didn't want to argue with him any longer, so he was relatively speechless.

Rong Mo suddenly asked, "Where is the commander's armor?"

Lou Xun turned around and pointed him in a direction, and Rong Mo walked in the direction he pointed.

The garrison of the Allied Forces of the Dispersed Nations—Chen Mo lit his pipe and took a light puff.

He promised Mo Xuan at that time that if he hadn't seen him leading troops to fight for more than ten days, then they were going to fight the last battle.

I have to say that he did estimate very accurately, because the supplies that the little emperor agreed to give him were indeed not enough.

But Mo Xuan made a mistake, he didn't intend to win this battle.

There were two reasons why his mother didn't let him go: one was that he didn't want to drag him in and go to the guillotine with them; the other was that he didn't want him to get revenge and wanted to avenge the emperor beyond his capacity.

But she forgot that he had never accepted his fate in his life, he only learned to want to die in order to survive.

In the past few months, since Mo Xuan came, he has been losing steadily, but in the past ten days, there have been frequent success reports. If he loses again, the emperor will not seem to be too surprised.

Moreover, the spies he placed in the opposing army camp told him that the soon-to-be enthroned Emperor Zhiguo had come up.

It's not too shameful to lose to the emperor.

Chen Mo put down his pipe and walked out of the camp. The people he brought out today were all those who had ridiculed the general's mansion and made trouble.

Because they won successive victories in recent days, they were not wary of this, and they were anxious to win a battle and ask the emperor for rewards, so they naturally asked for their orders and wanted to go out with him.

Chen Mo whistled, and it was rare for him to borrow a sentence: "Everything is coming to an end, we are about to win."

This battle can be called the most tragic battle in Chen Mo's military career. The entire army of 5000 people was wiped out, and no one survived except the main general.

As soon as Rong Mo walked to the camp, he received a surrender letter from Northwest.

Although he was skeptical about this, the stamp affixed on the letter of surrender was indeed the Jade Seal of the Dispersed Kingdom, so Rong Mo simply signed it without doubting him.

Chen Mo signed the last stroke on the dictionary, and couldn't help but sneer.On a whim many years ago, the imperial decree written by the emperor turned out to be useful for this purpose.

Chen Mo got up, and a soldier walked in recklessly: "General, there is a man outside the camp who said he wanted to see you, and said that he was entrusted by two masters to come to see you."

Chen Mo was startled, he would be sure at this time, the only people who came to look for him were those two old lunatics.

He hurried out, and there was a Taoist priest in white standing outside the tent.

Xie Chen turned around and bowed to him: "Fellow Daoist, Xie Chen, a poor Taoist, was entrusted by two masters who knew life, confusion and death, and came here to enlighten him."

On July 13th, [-]th year of Fengsheng, the domestic turmoil in Zhi subsided, which was called "Yiyin Rebellion" in history.On the same day, Emperor Qingli died.

On September 13th, [-]th year of Fengsheng, his son Emperor Xuanze ascended the throne, changed his name to "Xiheng", and made his uncle, the seventh prince, the regent.

In the first year of Xiheng, Emperor Xuanze adopted a son from the knee of Prince Gong who had failed in the rebellion, and made him the crown prince despite all opinions.

Emperor Xuanze never married in his life, and later generations speculated that he and the regent respected him as husband and wife, and he never denied these rumors in his life.

History has once again turned a magnificent page: Emperor Xuanze opened up 60 miles of territory for Zhiguo in his life, and Yuzhiguo was peaceful for [-] years, but he was overworked, and his left and right arms defended the constitution, and the right and left spoke differently and passed away one after another. , was bedridden all the time, and abdicated early.

The regent died of illness the following year, and Emperor Xuanze voluntarily guarded the mausoleum for him until his death.

The young emperor Rongji succeeded to the throne, inherited the achievements of his predecessors, unified half of the continent, and ruled along the river with scattered countries.

In any case, we can't go back to that magnificent era and dream again.

The author has something to say: Gang Zhen, I really like the cp pair of Xie Chen and Chen Mo, and Chen Mo is really a big villain in the script, but it has become a funny comparison.

Writing the ending was really bad, and I was not satisfied at all. I left it and changed it, but it still didn't work.What I hate the most every time is actually pushing the year. Not surprisingly, His Royal Highness and the prince lived to die in their 70s, which is long enough, and both of them have illnesses. It is really quite long to live for such a long time.I originally wanted to write 40 years, the kind that died in the 50s.

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The first time Fu Yu heard the name Mo Qiuliang was from his mother's mouth.

At that time, there were still four years before he met Mo Qiuliang.

His mother's queen mother has always been gentle and generous in her life. Only in the matter of finding Shen Ling's whereabouts, she showed unprecedented strength and stubbornness.

Even on his deathbed, when he explained his funeral, he never forgot him, and even entrusted Fu Yu to continue searching for her whereabouts.

In order to realize her last wish, the father who always doted on his mother decided to re-establish diplomatic relations with Zhiguo, and began to strengthen the country and expand its territory.

Fu Yu is the eldest son of the emperor, and the emperor has three sons and two daughters, who are siblings with him.

The laws of their Que country promote monogamy, but they have not abolished the system of polygamy. It is not compulsory, it is all voluntary, but the vast majority of residents are implementing and agreeing.

Because the country of Que is sparsely populated, the number of women is also small.

In other words, even monogamy is unlikely to be realized.

As the emperor, the emperor can naturally accept concubines, but he has loved his mother and queen all his life.

So although Fu Yu looks like a playboy, he is also a very traditional and affectionate person.

Of course, he had already voluntarily given up the idea of ​​accepting a concubine for his mother's sake, and simply married Shen Ling... No, Mo Ling's child.

So Fu Yu was looking for Mo Ling's child the first year he went to Zhiguo to attend the palace banquet, but there was no clue, as if everyone had forgotten about this person.

Moreover, his whereabouts were discovered by a young man who was not too old, and the young man did not delve into the matter, so Fu Yu had an extra friend.

The next year, when Fu Yu went to Zhiguo again, Xiaoyou's mother and queen also passed away. It was not a natural death, but because his father feared that his mother's family was too powerful, so he ruined her.

The child asked him in a daze: "Do you feel sorry for me too?"

Fu Yu shook his head: "No."

On the contrary, I feel sorry for your father, because there is no one in the world who cherishes him as much as his mother.

The kid obviously didn't want to hear this, he just smiled: "That's good. I'll help you find him."

Fu Yu was helpless. He obviously didn't have much obsession with finding his whereabouts. After all, his mother was not sure whether he was still alive.

In the third year, Fu Yu didn't go to the banquet.

Rong Mo kept his promise and found a lot of information for him, but there was no news of where she was, as if she had disappeared from the world.

In the fourth year, Fu Yu took a gamble. If he couldn't find it again, he would give up.

After all, there has been no news of him for so many years, so he is probably dead.

But he made a wrong bet, and Fu Yu just happened to catch up with her wedding ceremony.

At the dinner, he took the initiative to propose marriage to Emperor Zhiguo, and he got it.

After it was over, he stepped forward, bowed to her respectfully and said, "Eldest Princess, my name is Fu Yu, and the name is Mingjin."

She hooked her lips into a smile, and replied softly, "I'm under Mo Qiuliang."

Fu Yu was distracted by her bright smile for a moment, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart: I knew it a long time ago, my dear little princess.

Attending His Royal Highness's birthday, but witnessing the death of Prime Minister Zhiguo, Fu Yu was forced to stay for another month.

Of course, there is also his selfish extension of time.

He was really curious, what kind of person is his fiancée, is she a very warm and beautiful person like what the empress mother once said?

After getting along for a month, Fu Yu learned a lot.

For example, Mo Qiuliang likes to eat desserts, such as the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes sold in the shops on Chang'an City Street.

It was a long time later that Fu Yu knew that this was Mo Ling's favorite pastry, including this habit.

She actually likes sour ones, and they are neither spicy nor pleasant, but she really likes longan.

The people Mo Qiuliang respected the most were the two tutors of the Seventh Prince, the closest person was the Seventh Prince, the person he hated the most was the Emperor, and the person he liked the most was...Fu Yu.

The last sentence was added by Fu Yu selfishly. He had to admit that he did have some joy for her.

After that, Fu Yu and his father agreed on the wedding date, prepared the dowry, and waited for three years to marry her.

In the past few years, Fu Yu and Mo Qiuliang have been exchanging letters.I can't remember the court battles, and I don't talk about the jealousy in the harem, just talk about some trivial matters.

Fu Yu likes such a plain and quiet relationship, and also likes the calm person behind the words.

his people.

This thought arose in Fu Yu's mind, he hooked his lips happily, and began to take care of his brothers. They had always coveted the crown prince for a long time, and planned to plot against him.

He didn't want Mo Qiuliang to face these complicated little things with him after he got married.

Don't let your woman suffer for yourself, this is the bottom line.

The three-year agreement came soon, and Fu Yu went to Zhiguo with the prepared dowry to marry Mo Qiuliang.

When he arrived at the gate of Chang'an City, he was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he walked around the city with the dowry gift.

For no other reason, Fu Yu just wanted to let others know that Mo Qiuliang would be extremely happy, not their prisoner, the eldest princess, but his crown prince, queen, someone he wanted to spoil for the rest of his life.

Mo Qiuliang was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Su Miaoling was beside her applying makeup for her, Mo Qiuliang's eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Su Miaoling: "I grew up watching the eldest princess and the seventh prince grow up, but today, it's my turn to take the princess to get married."

Hearing this, Mo Qiuliang's expression sank a little, he drooped his head and held his chin: "It would be great if Brother Huang came back in time."

Brother Huang and the crown prince have been away for several months, and they don't know if they will be back in time, but I hope they can make it in time.

Su Miaoling skillfully arranged her hair in a bun, and inserted/attached the hairpin to comfort him: "Princess don't worry, the prince has always loved the princess, and he will definitely come back."

She took the red hijab in her hand and covered it for Mo Qiuliang.

Su Miaoling looked at Mo Qiuliang's makeup in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but praised with satisfaction: "The princess is so beautiful, she will be happy."

Mo Qiuliang shook his head, and said, "If he just likes my face, why should I marry him?"

"That's right, who wouldn't like someone like the eldest princess?"

Su Miaoling supported Mo Qiuliang to get up, and walked out the door. The moment she crossed the threshold, a clear male voice suddenly sounded: "Auntie, let me walk with her on the next road."

Mo Qiuliang couldn't see Mo Xuan's face clearly through a layer of silk, but could only see a generous figure kneeling in front of her knees.

She closed her eyes slightly, and the feeling of parting that she had never felt before suddenly came alive.

Mo Qiuliang lay on Mo Xuan's seemingly weak, yet warm and firm back, and couldn't help sniffling, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

Mo Xuan easily carried Mo Qiuliang on his back, from Qiyang Palace to the gate of Chang'an City, a total of a thousand miles, he walked step by step, unequivocally.

The distance was not short, and he was concerned about the time, so he was afraid of missing the auspicious time, so he walked very fast, but he never made Mo Qiuliang feel the slightest jolt.

Along the way, Mo Qiuliang and Mo Xuan were silent.

What should be said has already been said in the previous 19 years of her life.

If there is no time to say it in the future, how can it be said in the short one or two hours? The understatement is enough.

Mo Xuan put Mo Qiuliang on the sedan chair, trimmed her slightly messy sideburns, and said softly: "Go well, don't wrong yourself when you get there, and don't feel too sorry for them. If he treats you badly, just come back." Now, you are the eldest princess of Zhiguo, so you don't have to be bullied by them."

Mo Qiuliang responded one by one, and in the end, he couldn't help but say: "Brother Huang, you also have to be good, and I will definitely do well there. If you are wronged by then, I will take care of you." Backing you up."

"Get up the sedan chair." Rong Mo, who had been following behind Mo Xuan without saying a word, suddenly ordered in a low voice.

Mo Qiuliang cursed with a smile, and said solemnly: "Little Highness, you have to be very kind to my brother, otherwise, I will blow your pillow wind for you."

Rong Mo hooked the corner of his mouth, and said with a little smile: "Okay, I will never give you this chance in my life."

After Mo Qiuliang walked dozens of miles in the sedan chair, tears finally burst out of his eyes.

She raised her head, bit her lower lip, and cursed secretly, what the hell are you crying about on such a happy day?

But, I just can't help it, even if I know that my brother Rong Mo is in charge, I still can't bear to part with him.

How can it be so easy to let go of things like feelings?

It is because of this that I hate parting so much. ——"Passionate since ancient times hurts parting."

Abandoning Zhiguo and marrying Queguo far away, Mo Qiuliang her, from now on will be Fu Yu's person.

No matter the glory and wealth, or the unbearable poverty, I follow him.

Mo Qiuliang curled his lips, it seems that such a day is not bad.

The author has something to say: very short, very delicate, writing romance is like making sand sculptures.

☆, extra episode ([-])

As soon as Chen Mo returned to the court, he was summoned by the emperor, and he knew that it was inevitable that he would be questioned.

The little emperor is only in his teens now, and his height is less than seven inches. Against Chen Mo's background, he is really petite, but his aura--the noble aura that comes from being a royal family--is comparable to Chen Mo's aura .

Chen Mo watched him grow up, and still had a feeling of nurturing him, but it wasn't too deep.

After all, the first thing the little emperor did after taking power into his own hands was to cut his position.

The little emperor flipped through the book of surrender in his hand with a gloomy face, and couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

Chen Mo had no intention of kneeling down to plead with him, glanced at the piece of waste paper on his desk, and said in a flat tone: "The emperor succeeded to the throne late, so he probably didn't know about this letter. The letter of surrender written for this general, and allowed me to use it at any time."

The eunuch, who was used to seeing the harmony between the two monarchs and his ministers, saw that the momentum between them was getting stronger, and hurriedly testified: "It is true that the late emperor voluntarily left it for the general... for him."

The little emperor turned his head and glared fiercely at the eunuch who interrupted indiscriminately, then looked at the calm Chen Mo, and asked, "What exactly do you want to do? The people who fought with you are all descendants of aristocratic families, and now almost all of them are killed in battle." , or it is a disability. How do you want me to explain to them?"

Chen Mo sneered: "This is your business, the emperor. You can honestly say to them: 'The son you raised knows in your heart that he is not good at learning, and he is very happy. Got who?'”

The little emperor's face froze, and he smiled back in anger.

He raised his head and said coldly: "You have been marching and fighting for more than 10 years, but this time you lost so badly. If I don't punish you, I'm afraid you won't be convinced."

Chen Mo was about to be laughed at by him. Although he had always wanted to betray the way and the country, he had fought hard for them for more than ten years, and he thought that he had nothing to do to the emperor and the court.

He is good, the birds do their best to hide their bows, the rabbits die, and the dogs cook. This move is merciless.

Chen Mo didn't come back specifically to see the little emperor's face, and to find fault for himself.

Chen Mo ignored him, and put the dictionaries that he had already written before the little emperor's desk: "I won't serve you anymore, just love whoever you want, and there's no need for you to embarrass me."

The little emperor turned pale with anger at his words, Chen Mo didn't bother to talk to him, so he walked towards the palace gate.

The little emperor stood up, threw a square inkstone over without thinking, Chen Mo didn't dodge, and took a slap, which was regarded as an apology, so he waved his hand at him.

The little emperor was so angry that his lips turned white, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, and he said hoarsely: "If you walk out of this door today, you will never come back to be an official!"

"What? This time, I don't have the nine clans to punish you." Chen Mo whispered, "Sheng Qinghe, I have raised you for ten years, and you still don't understand."

There are many things in the world that are more important than high-ranking officials and rich salary, leaving a name in history, such as love, and Chenmo's money.

The main reason why Chen Mo didn't want to be an official was not because he was afraid that the emperor would give him small shoes—after all, the emperor taught him by himself, and he knew how much he weighed—and the main reason was because he had earned enough , and have been fighting for more than ten years, I don't even have time to count money, I really miss him.

Chen Mo had no interest in the fact that he was a general in war, since he would die easily after all.

And I'm neither a hero nor a hero, nor a particularly powerful transmigrator with golden fingers.

He doesn't know the direction of the plot, nor does he know any special skills.

Even the matter of fighting depends entirely on talent, and he has to figure it out on his own. If he didn't want to avenge the two generals and their wives who died in vain, he would have fled long ago to find a place to do business and make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help sighing again, there is still nothing like Qian Shi, the wolf cub who has been raised for more than ten years, every day he only thinks about squeezing his own labor force, and even wants to cut off his limbs, no matter what. Feed him.

Chen Mo didn't go back to the General's Mansion, it's already this hour, the little emperor must have sent someone to ransack the house, there's no need for him to go back and be humiliated.

Fortunately, I have the foresight. Every time I go out to fight or regain territory, I will open a cash box in the bank there, and deposit the silver in batches.

In this way, even if I really go to the four seas as my home and wander around, I will not be reduced to the point where I am forced to make a living and beg from others.

As long as you have the receipt in hand, you can withdraw money.

I just don't know if the little emperor will directly write an imperial decree, telling others that he is a sinner, and will the bosses of those money houses embezzle their own money in spite of the majesty of the royal family?

Chen Mo thought about it secretly, there was really such a possibility, and he was flustered for a while.

Suddenly a person rushed towards him, Chen Mo was startled, and hurriedly grabbed the sleeve of that person, wanting to do a neat over-the-shoulder throw, but when he turned around, it turned out to be an old woman in her 50s .

Chen Mo's hand froze in mid-air, he quickly protected her in his arms, and took the knife from her hand.

The old woman stared at him angrily, and stretched out her hand to snatch the knife from her hand: "My child, why is your life so miserable?"

Chen Mo frowned. Due to the influence of his family, he actually didn't care about women crying at all, but he could easily guess from the old lady's few words that she was a family member of a fallen soldier.

He smiled wryly, no need to think about it, the little emperor really dared to say it.

I don't know how much the old fox and his highness asked him for peace, which made him so annoyed.

The surrounding people gradually gathered around and pointed at him. Many sharp-eyed people had already recognized his identity: "Isn't this Chen Mo, General Chen? How did you become so downcast?" After he finished speaking, he With a disdainful laugh, he lightly slapped him on the side of the face, and said bitterly, "Hey, sorry, you are not a general anymore, you are just a poor commoner like us."

Many people were whispering: "It's him, I heard that he deliberately killed so many people."

"It's definitely him. I've seen him parading in the street before, it's exactly the same as now, tsk tsk tsk, he still has the face to appear here."...

The old woman in her arms was crying non-stop, punching and kicking him, and there were many people watching the excitement gathered beside him, which made the veins on Chen Mo's head jump continuously.

Fortunately, he has long been used to criticism from everyone, and gossip is irrelevant to him.

But Chen Mo was quite troubled, looking at the crying woman in his arms.

It's true that he didn't kill people, but this person, he also knew that after the General's Mansion lost power, the first person who rushed out to give false testimony was their family.

Chen Mo picked up the knife on the ground and handed it to her, but the old lady didn't take it, looking at him like she was watching some kind of plague.

"Heh," Chen Mo laughed, raised the knife directly, and poked at his shoulder: "He was cut off with a shoulder, if you want it, you can pick it up yourself!"

The old woman had never seen such a bloody scene in her life. She broke free from his embrace immediately, and backed away unsteadily, almost vomiting.

Chen Mo laughed loudly: "My heart is still the same, but my old man's heart is changeable."

The city that I have guarded for more than ten years is finally about to be deported today.

What is the "myth of invincibility" is still a meal rewarded by God. Once you fall off the altar, you are worthless.

Chen Mo wiped his own face, and put the knife in front of everyone present, but no one dared to take it. They all showed panic, shouted "crazy", and ran away.

Chen Mo left the city gate unimpeded all the way, without even taking any money.

In the next six months, Chen Mo traveled all over the country.

But wherever he went, he became a street mouse, and everyone was able to punish him.

And the only thing that made him feel lucky was that the owner of the bank didn't give him any face - as long as he was willing to give them business, who would care who he was?

Chen Mo's life is quite good, he tried to quit smoking, at least there is still some effect, and he will not get drunk late at night.

Even if I close my eyes, I can hear the wailing of the people who died in battle, but in the end, those ghosts are probably afraid that every time I see them, I have to say "Hello" to them, and there is no sign of being frightened at all. , and no longer try to disturb people's dreams.

In the end, Chen Mo found a small village far away from human habitation to live. He hunted every day, practiced martial arts, and learned how to grow vegetables with his neighbor uncle. He even learned how to build a house.

He was always at ease with the situation, as if he were on vacation.

However, one day, the peaceful life was broken by an uninvited guest——Chen Mo went hunting in the mountains, and after chasing and killing an injured hare, he came to the depths of the forest, and happened to get lost.

Chen Mo is also a big-hearted master, with the mentality of walking casually, maybe going out, wandering around in the forest, and even caught a few wild game at random, ready to go home and bake it as a snack.

Chen Mo was wandering around, but a man in white suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man obviously also noticed Chen Mo, turned around, but with a familiar face, he said with a smile, "I'm Xie Chen, I'm glad to see fellow Daoist again."

Chen Mo turned around with a sullen face, just wanting to say that he didn't know him.

That day, he suddenly appeared, and said that he was entrusted by Knowing Life, Confusion and Death to educate him.

Chen Mo swore that if he dared to mention the word "enlightenment" again this time, he would press his head and rub against the wall.

Fortunately, Xie Chen didn't say much, he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took a look at it, and saw the familiar handwriting of Huosi.

Chen Mo chuckled, skipped his long speech, and went to Zhisheng's summary at the end: "The general idea is: this child is sick and cannot be cured, and you are his half-senior brother anyway, so he entrusts you to take care of him. "

Chen Mo was helpless, but he knew that life, confusion and death were indeed kind to him, and he didn't know what happened to those two old lunatics who tried to change their fate against the sky. The appearance of a secular exile?

Chen Mo waved to him and let Xie Chen go with him.

Xie Chen saluted and said, "Thank you, fellow daoist."

Xie Chen settled down in the village in this way, and Chen Mo thought that he had been with Zhishenghuosi for a few years, so he should be a doctor.

At first, Chen Mo was afraid that they would let him raise him, even though he could cook, but later, he discovered that Xie Chen could tell divination, was also proficient in "Four Books and Five Classics", could write stereotyped essays, and even opened a school in the village , specializes in teaching the children in the village to read, and also tutors those scholars in the imperial examinations, which is considered self-sufficient.

In short, Chen Mo observed him for three months and didn't see anything wrong with him.

After all, for such a person who gets along well with others and possesses eighteen martial arts skills, what kind of illness does Huoshi say is incurable?He couldn't see it anyway.

And it was at a funeral that Chen Mo realized that Xie Chen was indeed ill. The person who died was an old man in his eighties who lived opposite Chen Mo. He would often come to their house to give some melons and fruits. Vegetables even thought about being a matchmaker for them, but was rejected by Chen Mo in a panic.

Chen Mo and Xie Chen are foreigners, and they don't know the customs of their village, so they can't help much, so they can only watch them cry from the outside, and occasionally help to lift some heavy objects.

To be honest, Chen Mo really liked this old man, and he was really sad for his death.

But Xie Chen on the side pursed his lips, looked at the crying family with a puzzled expression, and asked softly, "Why are they crying?"

Chen Mo couldn't help laughing, even if he lived to be more than 80 years old before dying, it would be considered a good death, but the friendship between them is so deep, naturally they will be sad.

Chen Mo didn't answer, Xie Chen asked him again with a confused face: "What kind of emotion should sadness be?

Now Chen Mo is really surprised, he looks quite normal, why would he ask such a young question?Could it be treating the mentally handicapped?

Chen Mo hesitated for a long while before stammering his explanation.

Xie Chen still didn't understand, he frowned and didn't speak, Chen Mo was shocked, recalling that he had never seen Xie Chen smile in the past three months, even if he was teased by the schoolchildren, he never got angry.

Chen Mo asked tentatively: "Haven't you ever been sad?"

Xie Chen turned around, looked at him with his head tilted, and couldn't even see the confused eyes: "Why do people have such troublesome emotional ups and downs?"

Chen Mo has a headache, is this a lack of emotion?It's really tough.Knowing life and confusing death is deliberately finding things for oneself to do.

Finally figured out what disease Zhi Sheng Huo Shi wanted to cure himself, but Chen Mo felt that his eyes were full of desolation, how could he save others when he couldn't handle these things well.

I originally thought that the little emperor was pitiful, his biological mother died of dystocia, and his father died because of an assassination, so he basically brought him up by himself.

But when he grew up, he only wanted to get rid of him, the only official who protected him.

It's hard for him to say he's disappointed, he can only say "the most ruthless emperor's family", he spent so much effort, but raised Sheng Qing and this white-eyed wolf, it can only be said that he was unlucky.

But Zhi Sheng Huo Shi never asked him to repay his kindness, even if it was troublesome this time, Chen Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The author has something to say: don't feel sorry for Chen Mo, he is just a funny guy.It was originally a chapter, but it was split into two chapters abruptly, because I wanted to make up an 88.

☆, Extra Story ([-])

Chen Mo held that he had been dismissed anyway, and he didn't have much to do except farming, so he just harassed Xie Chen.

Xie Chen didn't bother him, so he asked him to help him check the schoolchildren's homework. Chen Mo also learned about these Confucian classics, but he didn't feel much. These theories can only be useful in times of peace and prosperity. .

But Chen Mo didn't want to go back to fight the country anymore, and he lived a comfortable life like this.

Besides, after Xie Chen came, there was finally someone to drink with him, even if