Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!Master Qiu grimaced and said, "The emperor... Although these two handwritings are a bit similar, I'm afraid... not from the same person. And... King Ding is dead."

"Go out." Mo Jingli said irritably.

"Yes, the veteran retired." Master Qiu quickly retired if he was pardoned.

"Mo Xiuyao...Mo Xiuyao! It must be you!" Mo Jingli gritted his teeth, trying to get up but accidentally pulled the wound, his face turned white and almost fainted again.He didn't know what medicine Mo Xiuyao used, and he didn't feel any pain at all.But soon after he woke up he began to feel the pain, and then it hurt more and more.Mo Jingli squeezed the letterhead in his hand fiercely, "Mo Xiuyao! I must kill you! I must kill you!"

Mo Jingli wanted to send everyone to search for Mo Xiuyao's whereabouts, and then kill him again regardless of whether he was dead or fake.But others don't think so, including Mo Jingli's henchmen.The whole world knew that King Ding was dead, and it was confirmed by the Emperor and King Zhennan himself, how could he be resurrected from the dead?As for the time when no one had discovered that he had broken into the Prefectural Palace in the middle of the night, since Qilin could silently lose the food of the Chu Army, it was naturally possible to sneak into the Prefectural Palace.Most people regarded this as a provocation and warning from the Chu army of the Mo family army. As for Mo Jingli's belief that Mo Xiuyao was still alive...it must be that the emperor was too nervous!Although Mo Jingli wanted to prove that he was right, he also knew that Lei Zhenting saw Mo Xiuyao's body with his own eyes that day.There is absolutely no need for Lei Zhenting to lie to him on this matter.And... he really has no face to take out the letter left by the assassin for everyone's reference.Doesn't this make everyone in the world know about his injury?

"If it is the King of Ding, there is no need to hide your identity, so why change the handwriting? If you want to change the handwriting, why is it necessary to have a seven-point image with the King of Ding? It is clearly the Mohist army's suspicious formation." If true If you don’t want people to recognize it, don’t ask someone to write it, even if you use the left handwriting, you can’t help it.In the end, the words of his subordinates finally persuaded Mo Jingli, or it could be said that Mo Jingli convinced himself in his heart.Had to send someone to reinforce the guard, Mo Jingli hid in the prefect's mansion in the dark to recover.

Mo Xiuyao was still staring at a plain-looking appearance mixed in the Mo family army. No one except Leng Huai and others knew that the dead King Ding was sitting in their camp drinking tea.Although Mo Xiuyao changed his face, everyone in the big tent could still feel that the prince was in a very good mood.Compared with Mo Xiuyao, who had just arrived in Daying yesterday, it was obvious that the prince went into the city last night and did something that made him happy.

"The prince... But what is the happy event?" Lu Jinxian asked curiously.Although the others looked like they were busy with the things in their hands, their ears were pricked up.

Mo Xiuyao said leisurely: "All the six great families in Yunzhou agreed to return to the Shunding Palace. Is that a happy event?"

Everyone looked disapproving, what a happy event.None of them felt that a debilitated family leader would still seek refuge in Mo Jingli unless forced to do so.Choosing between Mo Jingli and Dingwangfu Station has obviously many advantages.If it were Mo Jingqi, he could still stand a righteous reputation. If he replaced Mo Jingli, the one who usurped and killed his brother and nephew, he would not even be able to keep his last name.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "What else... Buddha said: Don't say..." As long as he thinks of Mo Jingli's current appearance, Mo Xiuyao feels that the depression of these days has been wiped out.It was too right to resist the idea of ​​a killer and let Mo Jingli die last night.After thinking about it, Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "General Lu, may he capture Liyang within three days?" Lu Jinxian smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's absolutely no problem. The Chu army escorting the grain and grass is about to arrive, at the latest today. It will be there in the evening. Then we can do it."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to get in when the team that escorted the grain and grass in Da Chu arrives?"

Lu Jinxian nodded, he really planned to do so.Besides, the princess had already explained it when she left.Half of the wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River who provided grain and grass to the Chu army were people in the palace. Those grain and grass were handed over to the Mo family army, so Mo Jingli could not get it.Mo Xiuyao pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, let them in." Lu Jinxian looked at Mo Xiuyao puzzledly, "What does the prince mean?" Mo Xiuyao said: "Send someone to help them carry the grain and grass. Go in. Then..." Take out a small delicate porcelain bottle and put it on the table, Mo Xiuyao said lightly: "Do you know what to do?"

"The prince is talking about poisoning? I'm afraid it's not very safe." Leng Huai said with some worry.After all, there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, it is impossible to be poisoned all at the same time.As long as one is discovered first, it is likely to fall short.

Mo Xiuyao said lightly: "Don't worry, this king brought it from Shen Yang. After taking it... it will happen within an hour. In addition... this thing is not fatal, but it will make them temporarily unable to fight. This king does not want to kill too many people. Xu Qingfeng."

"Subordinates are here!" Xu Qingfeng stood up and responded.

Mo Xiuyao waved a note and said lightly: "Within three hours after the grain enters the city, this king will see the heads of these people."

Xu Qingfeng took it in his hand and took a glance in his heart.Nodded and said: "The subordinates obey, and the subordinates will make arrangements immediately."

Mo Xiuyao nodded and said: "You have entered the city once before, and you have already alarmed the Chu army. I think the guards will be stricter and more careful."

"Yes, Lord." Xu Qingfeng nodded, turned and walked out.In the tent, He Su said: "The prince plans to kill the generals of the Chu army first?" As long as the generals leading the soldiers die, no matter how many soldiers and horses there are, they are just a group of headless flies.Coupled with the fact that most of the soldiers lose their combat effectiveness, it is possible for the Mohist Army to take down Liyang City without blood.Leng Huai raised his eyebrows and hesitated for a while before he said: "The prince is planning to incorporate these 800,000 Chu army?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.But seeing Mo Xiuyao nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "General Leng said it is quite true. Lei Zhenting must have never imagined... the allies he had originally arranged would suddenly turn around and hit him."

"The prince is a good strategy!" Lu Jinxian also praised, if it succeeds, this is indeed enough to give Lei Zhenting a fatal blow.But such a plan could not be realized by anyone except Mo Xiuyao.Even if Lv Jinxian and others were able to win Liyang without a bloodbath, the prestige of Lv Jinxian and Leng Huai would not be enough to conquer more than 800,000 soldiers at once.Therefore, they have never thought of this method, nor dare to think about it.

When the night fell again, the soldiers and horses behind the Chu army escorting the grain and grass had already arrived in front of Liyang.This is naturally excellent news for Chu Jun, who has just lost almost all of his food.After some investigations, the army transporting grain and grass went into Liyang City smoothly.Mo Jingli, who was lying on the bed, was not in the mood to pay attention to these trivial matters, and waved his hand to the people below.He didn't know that at this time, the wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River who were in charge of preparing these grains and grasses, represented by Zhang Wanwan, were visiting the Mojia army's camp.