In the pillow bookstore, Mo Ran reached out to look at Kong Yi's pulse surrounded by several maids.

Seeing the tension of the maids, Mo Ran smiled slightly, and after seeing the pulse, he withdrew his hand. "He is not serious, don't be nervous. If I want to harm him, why should I save him?"

The maids smiled awkwardly and took a step back. "Sir, please forgive me, Master Yi is not here. If Master Yi is a child, I will not be able to take care of him."

Mo Ran said nothing more, Wen Ran nodded. At the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the hands of the maids. The backs of his hands were wide and the tiger's mouths were thick. He could vaguely see thick calluses on his fingertips, and he knew that they were all martial arts practitioners with great martial arts skills.

Sure enough, the next moment, the sound of flapping wings outside the house suddenly rose, and something in front of the window rushed into the house. It was extremely fast, but as soon as it approached, it was a nearby maid who flew up and grabbed it, and screamed in fear: "Gua—"

As if the maids were facing a great enemy, Mo Ran bent his eyebrows and eyes and said in a stern voice: "It is here to look for me."

The maid holding the white-necked black crow in her hand was immediately stunned and sent him to Mo Ran the next moment.

When the black crow was released, he rushed and fled to Mo Ran's arm.

Mo Ran smiled at the maids and signaled, then lowered his head and took off the bamboo tube from the black crow's legs:

The court was defeated first on the banks of Suijiang River in Zhuti County, and the army of 140,000 was lost to 100,000; the treasures of the General Ling Wang Kutu were scattered in the army, and this was used to attract the troops of 80,000 prefectures and counties to expand to 120,000.

After seeing it, Mo Ran's expression was already sober.

All of them had lost consecutive times before, but Ling Wang's army could not exceed 20,000, and now it has expanded to 120,000. The previous defeats were indeed a plan to retreat.

Now that the central army is weak, King Ling is waiting for his work and starts to counterattack. Wu Ya Tingyun's defensive situation is severe, and it is already dangerous.

Mo Ran frowned slightly between his eyebrows.

Sure enough, when the letter was sent down, Guo Xiaoyu wrote: The dispute over the increase in troops in the court has not stopped. The people are worried.

The man in Moyi thought about the powerful Xiongnu, Xianbei tribe, and the east, Yu, Gaojuli, and Wusun clans of the West, and knew that Ye Zheng would not increase his troops. He stopped silently. When he saw the letter, he finally wrote: The writing and ink were about to be prosperous.

It took a few days for the Feather Crow to pass the letter. Now that the letter has been delivered, the writing and ink are mostly close.

Mo Ran was thinking, and then he heard the sound of steps outside the door. A servant hurriedly arrived. Yu Zhen lowered his voice outside the bookstore and shouted: "Please leave the head of the article! Lord Zuo Xiangwen Mo Ran is here!"

Mo Ran's eyes glanced and his face became gentler and softer again.

...

As the sun sets, Kong Jia leads the disciples of Wuzong back. When he goes to the gate of the mansion, he sees the tall soldiers and yamen runners lined up on the left and right. He pauses the cold iron fan in his hand, his face has not changed, and his footsteps have not stopped.

Go straight into the mansion.

Wen Motian wore a light ink-colored down feather brocade covering her shoulders, and stood upright on the main hall of Wenzong Confucius Mansion. Hearing footsteps, he slowly looked back and looked out the hall.

"Kong's Wenshou, Mr. Yizhi?"

Kong Jia nodded into the hall, bowed his body and bowed: "Yes."

At the same time, Mo Yiran jumped into the pillow and study building, stepped outside the house and walked to Mo Ran, standing quietly.

The maid in the room glanced at him and knew that he had come with Mo Ran before, standing quietly on the side without stopping him.

Mo Ran smelled the smell of blood in his nose and was worried in his eyes. "It can hurt you, so people who come here should not be underestimated."

Mo Yiran responded coldly: "It is known as the number one warrior of the Western Qiang, and he is known as the "Tiger Princess". I joined forces with Kong Jia but failed to defeat her."

"Can Qimoulu not be recaptured?"

Mo Yiran nodded. "There is a little girl who came to help her, who was extremely tricky and vicious. She took the hostage and bleeded her to the flank, and Kong Jia stopped her."

Mo Ran sighed lightly, "In this way, you don't have to insist... Maybe it's because the Confucius family outside the border has gone through the disaster..." After saying that, he turned to a soft voice: Let the adoptive father see your wounds first."

The boy in black shook his head: "It's just a minor injury, and healed in a few days."

Mo Ran took his wrist to take the pulse, then pulled up his long sleeves and looked at the sword wound on his forearm.

After pausing his fingertips, Mo Ran said again: "The sound of dancing is helping?"

Mo Yiran nodded.

Mo Ran said silently for a moment, and his voice was soft: "No matter when, you should not underestimate the enemy."

Mo Yiran's eyes showed a fierce look. "What the adoptive father taught him is."

Mo Ran looked at the empty place and said slowly: "Since I was young, Helian was determined to do something. If he didn't involve that person, he would not have failed for many years... The Qimolu finally fell into his hands."

Mo Yiran didn't ask, and knew who the "man" Mo Ran said was.

The man in the black clothes raised his eyes and calmed down. After saying that, he appeared again with a sarcasm. "Even if I don't do it, the Emperor of Ye family should have experienced disasters."

...

In the main hall of the Confucius Family Wenzong, Kong Jia and Wen Mo Ran sat high above the first position on the left and right.

"Wang Wang rebelled, Yizhou is now in chaos. I believe that sir has heard of this matter?" Wen Moran's expression was quiet and clear, and his voice was light and soft.

Kong Jia nodded.

Wen Moran said again: "The emperor ordered me to come here to confirm that the strange plan is safe, so as to avoid trouble and cause trouble."
Chapter completed!