Mo Zichen didn't say anything, just with an arrogant look, quietly broke away his indifferent fingers.

In his sharp, arrow-like eyes, Jun Junyi dropped his hands decadently, like a scarecrow with his soul drawn away, staggering two steps forward, holding his hands on the book case in case he could not bear the fall.

"I also understand my fools. I am also a young man, as **** as you are. However, I am the emperor and I want to consider the entire North Desert."

Indifferent and distressed, the voice of self-complaining and self-satisfied is like the cold wind whimpering outside the window, very desolate.

"If I were young, I would be regent by Emperor Ning Wang, and I wouldn't be under the auspicious imperial power, and Ning Wang would take advantage of it, privately support Su Dechang, let Dechang collect money for it, and almost plunder the entire North Desert. economic."

"After I became an adult, under the intervention of the Empress Dowager, I was able to get back to the government and retrieve the soldier symbol. However, I have no power in the air. King Ning just took a fancy to me because I have no money.

"I can tolerate the arbitrariness of King Ning, and the embarrassment of the uncle and the empress, why can't I endure the arrogance of Dongling?"

"Mo Aiqing, you are my confidante. I surrender all the military power to you. In front of you, I have no secrets. I treat you as a brother, but why ca n’t you think about it for me? Why are you? Rely on my dependence on you and act on impulse! "

"Bei Mo now needs time. I have told you hundreds of times. We need to rest and recuperate, we need to repay our salaries, we need to recuperate. But why now, do you want to bury all this for a cousin? For a cousin , Are you going to put Bei Mo, who has been so scarred, in the flames of war? "

Indifferent and excited, the green muscles around his neck burst out.

However, the more he roared, the more calm Mo Zichen was, with a pair of ice eyes dark and deep, shining with a firm and precise awn.

After Mo Junyi vented, he only froze back and said: "Wei Chen is also thinking about Bei Mo. If this marriage is successful, Nan Man and Dong Ling will work together to destroy Bei Mo at any time. The emperor could have thought about it. This is the case. If not, why do you get married? It is imperative to crack down on Ling Yichen's arrogance! It is not only for the cousin, but also for the North Desert! Wei Chen quits! "

At the moment, Mo Zichen, regardless of whether Mo Junyi disagreed or not, finished his salute and turned away.

"Mo Zichen!" Roaring behind indifferently and indifferently.

However, Mo Zichen had put on his cloak again and disappeared into the wind and snow.

"Relax, Emperor, Weichen has a sense of balance, he can lose everything, but he can't lose momentum!" There was such a saying in the snow.

Indifferent and indifferent, he sighed heavily.

That night, the General's Mansion was beaten up by Mo Zichen.

Mo Ziqian and Mo Zian were still in the warm blanket, and they were dug up and put on armor with their sleepy eyes open.

Mo Zichen took the military master Mo Wen and loved to bring Mo Yu, etc., leaving only Mo Yu and Mo Di to guard the General Mansion, in case that Ning Wang did anything small.

Mo Zichen informed Mo Yu and Mo Di of the situation in 1510, and asked them to show the two old ladies the next day after the Mo Jiajun left.

Su Biluo didn't fall asleep. When Mo Zichen told Mo Yu about them, she stood silently behind him and listened to everything carefully.

Mo Zichen decisively left, and she followed him until the gate of the general's palace.

She rushed up and hugged him from behind. In the snow, her pleading shivered: "Don't go! Please don't go! The emperor is right, his consideration is right! Once the battle begins Even if you are sleepy, you can kill the Mojia Army. Although your lady can make money, but the money is not a strong wind, and the rate of making money is not so fast! Please, do n’t go! "