When Mo Wen frowned and looked at Tengger, Zixiao followed from the foot of the mountain, and hurriedly turned around and left when he saw this situation.
Mo Wen's detective tested Tengger's heartbeat, and found that his heartbeat had stopped, and black body hair was everywhere around the corpse.
After stopping for a moment, Mo Wen turned around and left, originally he wanted to leave Tengger alive to interrogate, so he could only give up, but he didn't expect that plucking could also pluck out the dead.
"It is worthy of being a quasi-disciple of the Shangqing Dynasty, and even this Western Golden Fire Monkey can be transformed."
Zixiao is a woman, and she likes the naughty little monkey on Mo Wen's shoulder very much.
But this fire monkey is not kind to her, and the eyes look at her are also very disdainful, although this fire monkey looks pleasant, it is a western star, and its nature is very fierce, and Zixiao's animal qi in his body is not pure, so he is naturally looked down upon by it.
A pair of fiery eyes looked at Zixiao with hostility, and the fiery eyes were unique to the fire monkey, one of the twenty-eight constellations, and later legends would refer to this thing.
"If it's a living thing, it's a pity that the aura can't last long, since you like it, I'll give you a moment to play."
Mo Wen's mind flashed, and the fire monkey immediately jumped towards Zixiao, although it had its nature, its behavior was also controlled by Mo Wen, and Mo Wen let it be kind, it naturally wouldn't hurt people.
"Are you sure that the five-clawed golden dragon is not owned by Murong Yan Kingdom" Mo Wen and Zixiao walked slowly westward, not in a hurry to return.
Zixiao was stroking the fire monkey at this time, and when she heard this, she looked up at Mo Wen and nodded slightly.
Mo Wen didn't ask again, because he already knew in his heart that the Yan Kingdom was not only a tribe of the Murong clan, but also a Tuoba clan, and Tuoba and Murong seemed to be hostile.
"That golden dragon has a lot of resentment against you, you should be careful in the future, I am attached to the countryside and do not want to enter the WTO, and I can't go out of the mountain to help you."
Zixiao said.
"I am already very grateful for a reminder from Daoyou, how dare I delay Daoist Qingxiu."
Mo asked to say thank you, the two met in Pingshui, but there was a little bit of friendship, and Zixiao had done it very dedicatedly.
Zixiao nodded, and the two of them lifted their breath and returned together.
When he arrived at the temple in the mountain, Mo Wen said goodbye and left, and Zixiao hugged the little monkey and watched it.
"It won't go beyond a mile."
Zixiao's voice came from outside the temple.
"Fusheng immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Taoist friends cherish, goodbye is timely."
Mo Wen turned around and saluted, although the Yijiazi that Zixiao said seemed to be headless and brainless, it actually implied that the red scales of the golden dragon would become golden scales within sixty years, in other words, within sixty years, the Tuoba clan of the Yan Kingdom would change dynasties.
"The real man has descended that monster," Pu Xiong tore off the hem of his clothes and crouched down to wrap up Mo Wen's torn boots.
"That artifact really isn't something I can surrender, but fortunately it's harmless at this time."
Mo Wen did not refuse Puxiong's kindness, and when Puxiong straightened up, he nodded at him to express his gratitude.
Back in the city, Mo asked to keep Puxiong.
"What do you really command," Pu Xiong followed Mo Wen into the palace.
"How much do you know about the Yan Kingdom Tuoba Clan," Mo asked.
Pu Xiong was puzzled when he heard this, although he didn't know why Mo Wen had this question, he still replied, "Yan Kingdom is divided into Murong Xianbei and Tuoba Xianbei, the strength of the Murong clan is stronger than the Tuoba clan, and Murong Xianbei has always had the upper hand in the years of war. ” "Why do they want internal strife and war?"
Mo Wen asked casually.
"Races and bloodlines are different, Murong Xianbei is a foreigner, while Tuoba Xianbei is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor."
Pu Xiong replied.
"Tuoba Xianbei is the queen of the Yellow Emperor," Mo Wen was surprised.
"Yes."
Pu Xiong nodded in reply.
Mo Wen nodded slowly when he heard this, and stepped into the front hall, Pu Xiong followed up, and the two sat down, and Hua Gu saw Mo Wen returning and immediately served tea for the two.
Seeing that Mo asked about the damage to his boots, he hurriedly took clean boots for him.
"The real person has the intention to join forces with Tuoba Xianbei to fight against Murong Yanguo," Pu Xiong guessed.
"I don't have any plans for this yet, just casually asked."
Mo Wen shook his head and said, according to Zixiao, the golden dragon should become a golden scale within a jiazi, and a jiazi is sixty years, and within sixty years is a very general range, it may be twenty years or fifty years, in short, it cannot be ten years or eight years, that is to say, the change of dynasty of the Tuoba clan is a matter of a long time later, and it is too early to distract from it.
"If a real person wants to know the details of Tuoba Xianbei, there is one person who knows the most detailed."
Pu Hung said.
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and looked at Pu Xiong, who raised his hand and pointed west, "In order to distinguish it from the Murong clan, the Tuoba clan built a very small country in the north a few years ago, the country name is Dai, and the proton lives in Yecheng on behalf of the country, you can ask him." ” Mo Wen nodded when he heard this, the so-called proton is to put it bluntly, it is a hostage given by a weak country to a strong country, generally a member of the royal family of a weak country, Qin Shi Huang's father Ying Yiren was a proton sent by Qin to Zhao back then, and Zhao at that time and Zhao at this time were not the same country, and there were frequent changes of dynasties in history, and there were many repetitions of era names.
Between the two of them, a post guard arrived, and sent a few war reports from Heijun, Juechen and Tanmuzi have captured a state capital city, before that, it was fought from west to east, at this time the south road where Tanmuzi is located has reached the coastal area, and the future war is to advance from south to north, Juechen and Li Wenlu are on the west road, he and Puxiong are still in the middle, and Tanmuzi and Ma Pingchuan have changed from the previous south road to the east road.
"In your opinion, whether to take advantage of the situation to go north" Mo asked to hand over the battle report to Puxiong, and it was up to him to decide whether the east and west roads would move forward.
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"The 50,000 soldiers and horses that Yan withdrew from Goguryeo must have been in place to set up defenses, and the last general thinks that it is not appropriate to rush in."
Pu Xiong read the battle report and said.
"They can pause in both lanes, but they can't stop in the middle."
Mo Wen pondered for a moment and said that the reason why the two wings of Jiechen and Sandalwood were able to easily break through the city was mainly because the middle lane where he was located contained the main force of the Yan army, and the subsequent battle should be like this, the middle lane went first, the two wings followed, and the middle lane took most of the pressure.
Although Pu Xiong felt that Mo Wen was in a bit of a hurry, he did not say anything to dissuade him, and it was not necessarily safe to play steadily.
"There are still seven days before the governor of the festival can come, you should go back to Pingzhou first, and move the spare grain and grass here."
Mo Wenchong Puxiong said that the batch of grain and grass left by Wei Batian was used when he went to Buxian Mountain to dig Cao Cao's mausoleum, and he had to go north with the army and could not stay in the rear.
"Order."
Pu Xiong left his seat and gave his hand.
"Wait."
Mo Wen raised his hand to Puxiong, and instead picked up a pen to write two letters, the content of these two letters is the same, respectively telling Jiechen and Tanmuzi to let them raise troops and rest in the city where they are currently located, after writing it, Mo Wen handed the letter to Puxiong, "Send it back to Heijun, and they will transfer it to the two wings." ” Pu Xiong took the letter and turned to retreat, Mo Wen told again, "Go early and return early, and when the governor of the festival comes, we will immediately withdraw the camp." ” Hearing this, Pu Xiong turned around, said yes, and went out.
He was tossed by the resentment of the five-clawed golden dragon borrowing the body of the dragon and phoenix for two nights, which made Mo Wen feel very sleepy, and after Pu Xiong left, he was able to lie on the couch and pretend to sleep, he didn't care about the five-clawed golden dragon, as long as he helped Zhao Guo fight against Yan Guo and did not violate the way of heaven, what would happen in decades be with him.
If the Tuoba clan really changed the dynasty within sixty years, then it would be impossible to achieve the unification of the world during this time, that is to say, after recovering the three counties, they would be completely liberated, and they would no longer have to deal with the officials.
Due to two sleeps, Mo Wenxin had palpitations and did not sleep steadily, at noon there was a knock on the door of Hua Gu, and after a promise, Hua Gu pushed the door in and brought him lunch.
After lunch, he was idle, Mo Wen had the heart to go back to Ziniangniang Temple to talk to Zixiao, hesitated for a moment and finally dispelled this idea, the other party was a woman, and she didn't like to be disturbed, so she still didn't want to go.
In fact, he did not wander around, but looked for a medicine shop, and walked on the streets, and the villagers avoided him, and these people knew him, and knew that although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he was the commander of the army, and the villagers were more afraid of the generals than the civil officials, because the generals in the army did not obey the law.
After passing around several pharmacies in the city, Mo Wen returned to the government and issued a notice to collect all kinds of herbs, and as long as the herbs presented were selected, the male of the family would be exempted from military service for life.
He gave this reward because the treasury was empty, and he never thought that this reward was exactly what the villagers wanted the most, and that being exempted from military service in troubled times was equivalent to saving his life, so he announced that the people in the city immediately flocked to it, and every household had herbs presented, because there were too many of them, he didn't have time to distinguish them one by one, so he simply accepted them all and made a book.
Power is a good thing, as long as you have the right to almost what you want, there are more than 5,000 households in Dingzhou City, there are more than 5,000 herbs, most of these herbs are supplements, there are more than 1,000 ginseng alone, these things are all rewarded to the subordinate generals, the way of the emperor needs to be grace and power, and a certain amount of favor should be given at the same time as strict constraints.
Since most of the herbs presented by the crowd were dry medicines, they did not pick out any herbs that could replenish the aura, but only selected three healing herbs that stopped bleeding and generated muscles, prepared them that night, and opened the furnace for alchemy in the early morning of the next day.
Because he had not smelted the elixir for many days, the technique was a little rusty, and the fire was unstable, and the two herbs were refined into ashes one after another, and when the governor of the festival arrived seven days later, he was smelting the last elixir, and he could not open his hand, so that the old governor who came to pay his respects stood outside the door for two hours.
This time, it finally became three pills, and the medicinal effect was mediocre, but it was better than nothing.
After the handover, Mo Wen talked to the old governor and a cadre of junior officials, talking about the situation of Zhao State and the movements of surrounding countries, the reason why he had to wait for these people to arrive was just to listen to the news of the Jin State, and the expedition to the northeast, the news was too closed.
The ownership of the national teacher of the Jin State was his main concern, but he was told that the position of the national teacher had been vacant, and another news made him frown, the emperor of the Jin State died at the beginning of the month, and his two-year-old son succeeded him, and the Zhou family lost the battle for the throne with the Chu family.
Compared with the ownership of the throne, Mo Wen was more concerned about the safety of Zhou Guiren's mother and son, and he was relieved after learning that General Zhou still held military power.
Early in the morning of the eighth day, the army began again: