Chapter 130 [Masters like clouds]

Chapter 130 [Masters Like Clouds]

"In the eighth year of Yongyuan, the right general Xiao Tanzhi, the leading general Liu Xuan and others fought against the general, but the five moves were taken off by the general. They have never been defeated so fast in their lives. Is there such a matter?"

After Ru Mo asked, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhang Ji's eyes. The shadow of the moon reflected in his cold eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked up and said, "It's true."

Ru Mo turned her eyes to Zhang Ji's face and continued: "In the battle of Xunyang, the general was defeated by the Wei army, and all the 5,000 elite soldiers he brought were destroyed. He also had several swords in his body and almost died in the battle. At dawn, the general used the sky to wave a long gun to repel a thousand cavalry of the Wei army, and turned defeat into victory. Is this possible?

Zhang Ji was stunned and looked at Ru Mo fixedly. He couldn't help admiring him a little and said in surprise, "I'm a thick man. I don't know how to beat around the bush. What on earth do you want to say?"

Ru Mo's face turned cold and said awe-inspiringly, "The general's past record can be called a hero in the eyes of the little girl, but why is this now? Dengcheng is in a hurry, but the general is here to have fun? This is not like the general's style.

After listening to this, Zhang Ji first smiled a few times, then stretched out his big hand, grabbed Ru Mo's waist, and said, "Be patient, this is not the place to talk. Let me say it in another way..."

"Let go of my mother." Volo, who had never spoken, suddenly came forward and bit Zhang Ji's arm.

Zhang Ji was in pain and was about to kick off Volo, but he was roared by Ru Mo, "Let go of my son. I'll go with you."

"I can't stand a circle. What's your son? This is obviously a wolf cub. Zhang Ji covered his arms and stared at Fu Luo angrily, as if he wanted to swallow the child.

Ru Mo smiled and hugged Volo. She had to change her usual way of speaking and said, "Grandpa, isn't it funny that the famous general is angry with a child here? How strong can he be? I'm sure you can't even bite off the general's hair."

Since Ru Mo said so, Zhang Ji couldn't attack again, so he had to ask again in surprise, "Dare to ask...' Where does the sentence "Grandpa's roll" come from?"

Ru Mo flashed a smile from the corners of her eyes and said, "From the evolution of 'resistant circles'."

"Worange, strange, let me meet a strange person today, hahaha..." Zhang Ji smiled a few times, took Ru Mo's hand and dragged him to the tent. It's just that Volo didn't follow this time, because Ru Mo just said that she would leave with Zhang Ji.

In the tent, as Ru Mo expected, Zhang Ji held a delicate silver cup in his hand, which was filled with wine. Zhang Ji glanced at Ru Mo, pulled Ru Mo closer to him, and slowly put the wine in his hand on her lips.

Ru Mo frowned and stretched out her slender fingers to wipe the edge of the cup, as if to wipe the wine drops on the edge of the cup. Then she raised her eyes and said shyly, "General, take a sip first, and then I'll drink..."

Zhang Ji turned the wine glass, took a sip, took Rumo in his arms more tightly, and pressed it to her ear. "It's hard to say, it's your turn..."

Rumo put away all her expressions and looked at the cup in her hand. For a long time, she smiled and said, "Grandpa, this method of poisoning is not smart. The cup is poisonous while it is not poisonous, so the general just now drank is not poisonous, and the other side I drink is poisonous. Do you want to fascinate me with such a bad trick?"

Zhang Ji's eyes widened, raised the corners of his eyes, and said loudly, "I'm patient. I'm really a strange person when I say you'm a strange person. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you, and I'm not a deadly poison. I just want to know who you are?"

Ru Mo squeezed the corners of her lips, against her snow-white face, which was amazingly fierce and said, "General, don't care who I am. Let's take care of the poison on your body first."

Zhang Ji exhaled, and there was a stuffy pain in his chest. The panic flashed away. Don't open your face. "Be patient, how can you have a chance to poison?"

Ru Mo looked at Zhang Ji angrily and said, "You can do it if you want! I have ecze in the lid of my nails. This is not a poison, that is, a kind of fragrance. After half an hour, it will be fine. Like the general, I have something to ask the general. He pointed to the edge of the cup and reminded him seriously, "General, do you still remember how the minister Gu Ming's right servant shot Jiang You, Sikong Xu Xiaosi, right general Xiao Tanzhi, the leading general Liu Xuan and others died?"

Zhang Ji rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Be patient, how can you be so clear about the court?"

Ru Mo raised her fingers, turned around, and a strange fragrance appeared in an instant. Zhang Ji's body suddenly stiffened, smelled the strange fragrance, and said hoarsely, "Oh, circled, I really met you today," and immediately fell into memory. "In those years, I went on an expedition and missed the imperial concubine ceremony, but no one in the capital did not know. We The emperor is fascinated by the Empress Mo, and the Empress Mo has a secret recipe that can change the world. Later, she died. Is this the one you sang today that the Empress Mo borrowed the corpse to return the soul?

Ru Mo smiled helplessly, and her pale face was even paler. She cheered up. "If you can borrow the corpse and return the soul, the general still doesn't understand? The palace is a place where whoever wants to live and die will die. In addition to the king of hell, the other place in the world that can manipulate life and death is the palace.

Zhang Ji didn't know what to say for a moment. He clenched his fist and said, "I don't listen to you. Whether you are really a concubine or not, your fragrance just now can't be faked. I should take you back to the emperor for disposal."

Ru Mo frowned at Zhang Ji and tried to convince him with one sentence, "General Cui Jinghui will not rest in heaven."

Zhang Ji actually smiled and said lightly, "Don't mention General Cui Jinghui."

Many emotions that could not be distinguished appeared in Ru Mo's deep eyes. For a long time, she shouted, "General Feifei and General Cui Jinghui are best friends. When General Cui Jinghui was dying, the general knelt in front of the hall for three days and nights and begged the emperor to take back the imperial edict. Unfortunately, the emperor did not agree. After the death of General Cui Jinghui, you settled his family. This friendship is not comparable, but now you don't want to get justice for General Cui Jinghui?"

Zhang Ji's broad shoulders trembled fiercely, and he roared at Ru Mo like an extremely sleepy beast, "How can I get justice? Is it fair to be against the emperor? I'm not smart, but Chen Chengxi is loyal.

"General, this is not loyalty, this is loyalty." Ru Mo smiled coldly and continued, "The national disaster is at the head, the emperor is covered with dust, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the country is not guaranteed. Who will "quiet the wind and dust"?"

Zhang Ji's eyes were full of anger and said, "I'm a rough person, and I don't know any poems..."

"This poem is about Chen Yuyi's "lost" and is actually very sober. Only sober people will say lost words to knock the king and the powerful minister. The implication is to urge the court to dispatch troops and generals, organize people and horses, and work together to recover the lost land, with the shame of Xue Jingkang. Ru Mo turned her eyes to Zhang Ji with disappointed eyes.

With Volo, Ru Mo looked through Zhang Ji's tents and didn't find a grain truck or a grain and grass. Ru Mo was depressing, "Alas, where can Zhang Ji escort the grain and fodder?"

Volo blinked and looked at Ru Mo, "Mom, when are we going to follow the wind and go to the meeting?"

Ru Mo smiled, "Since we can't find grain, grass and grain carts here, there is no need for us to stay. Besides, Zhang Ji is stubborn. I really don't want to say more words to him. Let's go immediately and follow the wind and make peace."

Volo tilted his head at the right time and asked, "Mom, are we going out?"

"Well!" This is really a question. If this big camp pine is elastic or tight, Rumo really can't figure it out. After thinking about it for a long time, she had to turn to Volo and raise her eyebrows. "Volo, your mother, I have a lot of ways to let you and I get out of here safely. Do you believe in your mother?"

Fuluo's face was full of envy and he smiled, "Mother, of course Volo believes in his mother. How can we go out?"

Ru Mo blinked her eyes and said, "It's just that when no one finds us, slip out. If necessary, my mother will use light kung fu."

"Well, I knew my mother was nothing new," Volt was depressed, and then had no choice but to follow up, "Well, before there is any other good way, do as Mother said."

Ru Mo touched Volo's head and said, "Good boy!"

Under a round of pale moonlight, Rumo pulled Volo out of the distance, turned around and smiled silently, "It's so weird. No one stopped us all the way."

Volo looked up, bit his finger, and asked in surprise, "Mom, can't you get a horse?"

Ru Mo pulled out the finger of Volo's mouth and smiled, "You're stupid. How much movement does it take to get a horse? It's hard not to be found..."

Volo pulled Rumo's clothes tightly and whispered, "Mom, isn't it too quiet?"

"I've realized it for a long time," Ru Mo looked around and smiled. "This Zhang Ji may have deliberately let us out. There are only two kinds of results, one is good and the other is bad. If you want to know, just move forward."

They walked all the way to a forest, which was dense and there were few pedestrians. The trees were very messy and looked miserable.

Ru Mo's eyes jumped. She saw a pit. She reached out and pulled Furo, "Sit down and don't move."

As soon as Volo sat down and looked up, he saw the leaves next to him burst into flames. In an instant, the cracking sound sounded, and this moment was almost quiet.

The crane is singing, crossing the night, and the long practice has turned into a pillar of rolling light to the front. Like the snow sword light, as romantic as the gorgeous brocade, as rich as the spring sword light. A sword can move the mountains, and it is gorgeous and amazing like a meteor-like sword light swaying in the sky.

"The masters are all here. Originally, I thought it was the person sent by your mother's concubine, but now this master doesn't look like it, because your mother's concubine can't hire such a first-class master." At this critical juncture, Rumo is still in the mood to gossip with Volo.

Volo was sitting just now, but now he is almost squatting and whispered, "Mom, do you have any countermeasures?"

Ru Mo glanced at it, and her eyes shrank slightly. "We don't know how to do martial arts for such a master. Can we do it?"

"Mom, are we going to die like this?" Furo stretched out his hands in fear and hugged the corner of Rumo's skirt. The woman in front of him who calls herself his "mother queen" is really strange. She should be sent to death. How can she calm down like this? What on earth is this mother calculating? I can't see through it.

"If my Leng Rumo's life should be here, it's really less to worship the sky at ordinary times." As soon as the words fell, the wind was as strong as a hurricane, pulling up Rumo's long hair, clothes and skirts, and hunting.

When the sword reaches the middle of the whirlpool, it will definitely die. At this moment, the nine green shadows flashed, and the sword body fell on the grass like a slippery squid, and the wind suddenly stopped.

Ru Mo pulled up and downs, took a step forward, and said with a cold smile, "I'm really lucky to see so many masters here today."

The top of the head lit up, and the morning star flew by and fell outside the forest. A well-trained footsteps approached, and someone said respectfully from afar, "Little princess."

"I'm not the princess you're looking for. I've got the wrong person." Ru Mo turned around and denied that how could she not recognize it? Although she had only seen it once in the cracks of the coffin lid, she could also see that such a plainness, such a dress and such a posture is not the "Jiuyi" around Xiao Yan! But how could he send Jiuyi? At this time, Jiuyi should be on his side. Jiuyi has come out. Will he be in danger?