Chapter 253 Long Night Dream

Although Jiang Mozhu did not show anything on his face, Emperor Jin still sensed some clues from his abnormal silence. Just as the Jin Emperor was about to continue to ask Jiang Mozhu, Jiang Mozhu took the lead: "Baoqing Pavilion is not with me."

"Well, I'm just asking casually. Since you also know Baoqing Pavilion, can you tell me whether it really has the ability to travel through reincarnation?"

Jiang Mozhu pondered for a moment and said, "That's just an ordinary box, and it doesn't have the ability to travel through reincarnation. If you really want to say it, I'm afraid you can only regard it as a very special... door." Because Jiang Mozhu said the last word very lightly, Emperor Jin did not hear it clearly, but strangely speaking, Emperor Jin did not continue to ask. He and Jiang Mozhu are both smart people. This kind of thing must be willing, otherwise it will not be credible even if you say it.

"Well, in this case, it bothers the military division to worry about raising troops to attack the State of Xia." Emperor Jin nodded slightly and smiled, "In addition, you are still single. Although I am very sad about Yan'er's matter, I still hope we can get married..."

"Your Majesty, you..." Jiang Mozhu paused and said, "Are you going to marry?"

Jindi nodded and said, "Yes, I have this intention, but I don't know what kind of woman you like. At present, I have several daughters who have reached the age of marriage..."

Jiang Mozhu arched his hand and said, "Weichen is more beautiful than the emperor, but now is a critical period, how can we talk about children's love? Please forgive me."

"Although this national event is very important, the lifelong event is equally important. I hope the military division will not refuse. In a few days, I will send the portraits of my daughters to the military division. Haha, the military division will not refuse." Before Jiang Mozhu finished speaking, Jin Di turned around and left.

Jiang Mozhu frowned and thought about other things. He didn't pay attention to what Emperor Jin said about his life. In other words, for him, lifelong events do not need to be paid attention to at all. Their importance is almost the same as a grain of dust. Perhaps, the importance of dust in Jiang Mozhu's heart is also more important than the so-called lifelong event. According to the news released by the Supervision Institute, if the news was really released six months ago, then it was definitely not done by Murong Lingyue. Of course, it can't be Su Rou, because the secret Su Rou wants to protect most is Baoqing Pavilion. In this case, the only explanation is that that guy is also involved. However, as previously thought, this is the way. It is not in line with Jiu Mi's character. So, what exactly is it that has been ignored? At present, the situation is becoming more and more out of control. Thinking of this, even Jiang Mozhu can't help but feel distressed. When Jiang Mozhu was at a loss, An Luo walked in slowly, holding a basket of extremely fresh grapes in his hand. Unlike the grapes of Xia, the grapes of Jin are dark purple, and the color is almost purple and black, so from a distance, it feels like a plate of feather stone on the table.

"Eat grapes, just chilled." An Luo put the grapes on the plate, pinched a bunch first, and ate them. "Why, you seem to be very distressed."

Jiang Mozhu turned his head quietly and slowly approached Anluo: "I found your eyes..."

"Eyes?" An Luo swallowed the grapes in his mouth and looked at Jiang Mozhu doubtfully, "What's wrong? Eyes? What's the problem?"

"Red, it's red." Jiang Mozhu gently stretched out his left hand and stroked the tip of his eyes. "Baoqing Pavilion, since Baohe Pavilion already has it, where is the celebration? Where is the celebration? Tell me, where is Qing?" Jiang Mozhu's face was a little ferocious, and after a moment, it turned into a distortion.

"Jiang Mozhu, what's wrong with you?" An Luo has never seen Jiang Mozhu like this, but he knows that Jiang Mozhu must have encountered something insoluble. In addition, a long time ago, Jiang Mozhu told him that his eyes were very special, specifically, "Is there something wrong with my eyes?"

"No, it's good." Jiang Mozhu put down his hand and sat on the chair. "This grape is good."

"Of course, the grapes of the Golden State are very sweet." An Luo said with a smile, "by the way, I seem to have seen my father coming just now. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. Your father just came to ask me when to attack the State of Xia." Jiang Mozhu said slowly, "This matter also depends on the meaning of the State of Shu. In addition, there are some old ministries of Cang that also need to be arranged, and they can't be anxious for a while."

An Luo said, "To be honest, are you going to destroy Xia?"

"I have this plan, so as not to have more dreams at night."

An Luo thought for a moment and said, "I don't think it's that easy. Maybe things will not go as smoothly as planned..."

"You rarely express opinions. How can you have such an idea?" Jiang Mozhu is also a little curious, because An Luo basically doesn't care much about this kind of thing.

"It's just a feeling, there is no special reason."

"Hmm." Jiang Mozhu nodded, but his heart was definitely not as relaxed as his face. The feeling of peace or intuition should never be underestimated. Just like the corpses he once dreamed of, it changed from six to seven. Anyway, the power of peace is the most important so far.

Xia, Linyun.

It has been two days in a blink of an eye, only eight days away from the deadline mentioned by Emperor Xia, but in these eight days, Ling Yue has done nothing. However, one thing attracted Xie Yinxue's attention, that is, Wu Yong, who likes to stay in the small building of the Supervision Institute and drink tea, seems to be absent. At first, Xie Yinxue did not pay attention to it, but anyway, the left governor and the right governor are not there, which is a little depressing. That's why Xie Yinxue has been Pay attention to Wu Yong.

At noon, the sun is scorching. Wu walked into the small building of the Supervision Institute with a sweat, but saw Xie Yinxue sitting in a chair on one side, bowing his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you are tired, go back to rest first." Wu Yong naturally thought that Xie Yinxue's listless willingness was because he was too tired, but an idea in his heart suddenly flashed, which really made him a little scared. Xie Yinxue is the man of His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness and the Emperor... Obviously, Xie Yinxue is not sitting in a chair because of fatigue. Obviously, she is monitoring herself. "What's wrong? What's the matter?" Seeing that Xie Yinxue did not mean to get up and leave, Wu Yong asked again with a smile.

Xie Yinxue raised her head and smiled: "I'm just a little hot. I passed by here and came in and sat down by the way."

"Ha ha, it's easy to get heatstroke in this summer. You should be careful of Yinxue." Wu said with a smile, but he was more and more sure that Xie Yinxue was spying on himself, because looking at Xie Yinxue's face, there was no sweat. It was clear that he had been sitting in this small building for a long time. He looked around quietly, but nothing changed when he left. One thing Wu Yong has not told anyone, that is, he has the ability to never forget, so as long as he has seen it once, he will never forget it for the rest of his life. Some people may think that this ability to never forget is exaggerated, or they may say that the human brain is not a camera. How can they say such bold words? But in fact, the human brain has a higher capacity than a computer, so it is not too difficult to permanently remember the pictures seen. Of course, it seems a little far away, but at present, this old man who likes to drink tea is such an unforgettable person.

Xie Yinxue nods and seems to be a little embarrassed: "Let the adults laugh, but it's really too hot. Your excellency, you are sweating profusely. Have you just come back from Xieyuan outside the palace? Xie Yinxue didn't know what to ask, but she really wanted to know where Wu Yong had gone, so she first came to ask the way, and Xie Yuan, who is at the forefront of the storm, is the stone of izuihao. Whether Wu Yong's next words are true or false, there is no difference for her, because this Once, she only noticed Wu Yong boringly, not what Xia Wuchen explained, so Xie Yinxue did not have much hope of finding anything.

However, Wu Yong did not know this, so he thought that the reason why Xie Yinxue inquired about it was due to the intention of Prince Xia Wuchen or the emperor, and he couldn't help but leave a few more attention: "Oh, it's not to go to Xie Yuan, but to meet an old friend outside the palace. Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for decades, hehe That guy is still the same as before, and hasn't changed at all. When Wu Yong said so, it was difficult for Xie Yinxue to continue to ask. After all, Wu Yong was his boss, and he just said that he went to meet his friends. If he insisted on going down to the hall, it would be a little out of proportion.

"Well, it's a very happy thing to see old friends. My lord, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Wu Yong said, "Well, there's nothing wrong here. By the way, go back and drink more mung bean soup, which is the best way to relieve the heat."