"General Mo, you came just right. Look at this battle report!" Mo Junyi immediately handed over the battle report.

Mo Zichen took it and looked at it. It turned out that Dongling Prince Ling also sent troops to ask for his fiancee Man Yu Ke. His words were very arrogant and boasted to Haikou. If he did not give up Man Yu Ke, he would lead the soldiers to level the whole north. desert.

"Humph!" Mo Zichen's eyes flashed a bit of cruelty, rubbing the battle report in his hand, and his face was frozen, "Ling Yichen, you come to death!"

He clenched his fists and immediately ordered his life: "Emperor, this Ling Yichen is too small to look at the North Desert. Weichen is willing to lead the Mo Jiajun to greet the enemy in Yimengguan and beat Ling Yichen back to his hometown!"

"Ah--" Mo Junyi staggered out of the back of the book case, his hands clumped together, "No! No! I called you into the palace, not to let you meet the enemy. I ask you, princess Nanman Ke Ke was in your house? "

Mo Zichen froze for a moment, for a moment he pressed down his anger, and answered in a muffled voice: "In!"

"What are you waiting for?" Mo Jun was anxious. "You quickly send your cousin to Ling Yichen and let him retire."

"Emperor," Mo Zichen couldn't help shouting, "Ning Ling Yi Chen said to send it away, when I am no one in Bei Mo? If so obediently obedient, where is my face in Bei Mo? What's more, Weichen can't let his cousin Marry that beast. "

Indifferent and stern: "Come on! You dare to talk to me like this!"

Mo Zichen lowered his face and paused, believing the emperor.

Mo Junyi gave a long sigh and spread his hands together: "Isn't this a solution? I know that Ai Qing is loyal, and everything matters to the country. However, you also know the current situation of Bei Mo, and it's really inappropriate to go to war. Mo said The treasury was short of money and the grain and grass were not good. This is the weather. After the heavy snow, the team was drawn to the border, and the cold clothes were enough to prepare for a while. "

Mo Zichen knew that the emperor was telling the truth, if not, why would he marry the Su girl against his heart.

"Emperor, there is no problem with grain and grass. Recently, I have earned some silver coins, which can relieve my urgent needs." Mo Zichen can only say so in order to let Mo Junyi agree with him to cut the hills.

Mo Junyi's eyes lit up and her lips chuckled: "Right, is that Miss Su's second son Su Biluo? I heard that it's a booming business, I still have a franchise, have I made money? How much did you earn? "

"One hundred thousand and two silver." Mo Zichen's faint tone could not conceal a trace of pride.

No matter whether you love it or not, it is always your own wife in name. How can you not be proud of your honor and shame?

Mo Junyi also admired: "It really is a girl from the Su family, good looks. But ..."

He sighed and frowned, and the handsome young man's face suddenly showed some old age: "It's still not enough. This is not a problem of a battle. If you don't surrender the barbaric language, once the war starts, there will be endless corrections. ｜ Tangle. Either Dongling destroyed Beimo, or Beimo destroyed Dongling. Your hundred thousand two silver is enough for several battles, just go to the cold clothes and go almost. ”

"Cold clothes can be used last year, silver and silver are used to buy grain and grass. It is not possible, you can also rob on the spot. In short, Weichen can't betray his cousin!" Mo Zichen cut the nail.

"Then you can betray me and the people of Beimo?" Mo Junyi lost his patience and shouted at first.

He was like a trapped beast who had lost his direction.

"The Mo Jiajun is brave, once the grain and grass are unsustainable, they can only sit and die. Don't you understand the wealth of Dongling, don't you have a long mind? When the time comes, Ling Yichen does nothing, and can be trapped to death. You. Understand? In short, this is my will, you must obey! "

Mo Junyi also lost his mind, grabbed Mo Zichen's collar, his eyes were scarlet, like looking at the enemy.