MTL - Open the Simple Mode After Wearing the Book-Chapter 17 funeral

As Wu You said, Na Yuchao really just did something to scare people. After Emperor Daxin promised them the benefits, they packed up and left the border between the two countries.

Although Wu Zhan was not angry, he was helpless. Besides, not having to fight is a blessing in itself. Now the most important thing is to deal with the snow disaster.

Although the government has taken a series of remedial measures and allocated silver taels for disaster relief, the money distributed above has shrunk a lot when it is stripped and deducted by local officials.

Wu Zhan clenched his fists, then let go and sighed. Now that the military attachés are on the decline, how can I manage them? That's all, if you can't control others, you should be yourself first.

Thinking that I have to supervise the soldiers' drills today, I left for the school grounds.

Walking along the street, the people greeted Wu Zhan warmly, and even some people brought out their own cabbage eggs and other things to give him, Wu Zhan smiled and declined one by one .

Most of the people live in poverty. If they are fine in normal times, these things are even more precious under the current snow disaster. Getting used to the darkness in the officialdom, the simplicity of the people made Wu Zhan more at ease.

Walking outside the school grounds, the voices of the soldiers practising were heard from far away, Wu Zhan nodded inwardly, somewhat satisfied, it seemed that the soldiers were not lazy.

When I walked into the school grounds, I saw a person standing on the high platform in the school grounds. This person was wearing silver-white armor with a high ponytail. Because of the constant exposure to the sun, his skin was not like that of ordinary women. Pale white, with a heroic look in his eyes, he was staring at the soldiers under the stage very seriously at the moment.

At this time, she watched the soldiers practice in the school field with her hands behind her back.

Wu Zhan was a little surprised, didn't this person go to Jinzhou to suppress bandits? Why did you come back so soon?

The woman on the high platform also found Wu Zhan, she put away her serious expression and smiled at Wu Zhan, "General Wu is here."

Wu Zhan walked through the area where the soldiers practiced, stepped onto the high platform, and bent over and cupped his hands: "Commander."

I waved her hand indifferently, Zhang Wenqi signaled that he didn't need to be so restrained, and said somewhat helplessly: "How many times have you said it, you just can't change it."

Wu Zhan still answered seriously: "The number of etiquettes cannot be ignored. Did the commander go to Jinzhou to suppress the bandits successfully? Why did he come back here so quickly."

Speaking of this, Zhang Wenqi seemed a little worried, she sighed, "The problem of the bandits has not been resolved, the mountain where the bandits camped is dangerous, and now it encounters heavy snow, and the mountain is even more difficult. Your Majesty will let me go back to the border to deal with Yu Chao's affairs."

Seeing Wu Zhan's brows getting tighter and tighter, Zhang Wenqi deliberately changed the subject, "How is your little bully now? You didn't go back to accompany her for her birthday, I don't know how she will be angry."

Listening to Zhang Wenqi mentioning his daughter, Wu Zhan smiled bitterly: "That's something that can't be helped, the country is the first and the second, so I can only wrong her first."

Zhang Wenqi knew that this man was loyal to the king and patriotic, and had to sigh that the sage had such a good vision. Seeing that the soldiers were practicing similarly, he ordered the lieutenant to arrange today's tasks for them.

Then motioned for Wu Zhan to follow him, and the two moved to another place to talk.

Zhang Wenqi is the second daughter of the Marquis of Chang An, and the aunt of Zhang Boyu. She is now thirty-five years old, but she is not married.

While walking, he chatted with Wu Zhan, "I heard that your little overlord doesn't like my nephew anymore, but he likes the daughter of Yongding Hou's mansion."

Wu Zhan frowned upon hearing this, a little surprised, what else?

"How does the girl in Yongding Hou's mansion look like? What is her temperament? My family needs to have a strong composure.

Zhang Wenqi smiled, but Wu Zhan had already begun to inquire, but this reaction was beyond his expectations. I thought he would disagree with this matter.

"You're a strange person, shouldn't you be surprised first?"

Wu Zhan smiled when she heard the words, "I owe her a lot. If she likes it, I will fully support it, why should I be this villain."

Wu Zhan consciously owes her daughter too much, and he won't stop her if it makes her happy, unless what she is obsessed with is harmful to her.

Zhang Wenqi shook her head when she heard the words, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, you said that you're afraid that you will be stupid by staying at the border for too long, Yongding Hou's daughter is notoriously warm-hearted Wan, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold your family down."

"Uh, gentleness also has the benefits of gentleness. If my daughter can learn to love people, it will be even better, so that she will not have to run wild every day without being in shape."

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Wenqi found that the snow seemed to stop, and she was a little overjoyed, lamenting that this **** thing is finally coming to an end.

"I see signs that the snow is about to stop, and the left and right borders are fine. If you can, you can go back and spend a year with your crazy girl. I think she will be very happy."

Some people can't stand this man's serious behavior, and his face is stained with impatience, "Why don't you listen to me when I say you? I really can't stand you."

Seeing Wu Zhan's more restrained appearance, Zhang Wenqi sighed, and now the two have walked to the city wall. Zhang Wenqi looked at a large area of ​​white in the distance, and remembered that she failed to suppress the bandits.

The thief was a former businessman of Jie, not to mention the fact that the supplies are very popular everywhere, and he dared to bring rice grain into Beijing to sell, I really think that I have lived too long and too good .

Zhang Wenqi sighed, thinking about the things of the previous days, she was not very happy.

Although the caravan that entered Beijing was self-inflicted, it was still a citizen of Daxin. When I received the news, I felt it was bad, but it was a pity that even if I used the fastest speed Still did not prevent the tragedy from happening. When I arrived at the scene, there was only one person left in the caravan who didn't die. I rescued him.

After being rescued, he didn't feel happy, just lost his soul and hugged the corpse of a person on the ground, crying so hard.

Zhang Wenqi is not a person who can comfort people by nature. If she speaks by herself, she is afraid that it will add some more spiritual damage to this young man, so she just silently asked his name and sent him back to his home.

Seeing that Zhang Wenqi was a little distracted, Wu Zhan asked, "Is there something on your mind? But what about bandit suppression?"

Coming back to her senses, she smiled slightly: "Well, it's not a big deal, let's go, we can't chat here, there are still a lot of things to do in the army."

After he finished speaking, he strode back, and Wu Zhan hurriedly followed.

At this moment in Jinzhou, there is a group of people wearing sackcloth and filial piety, carrying a pair of coffins and walking on the official road, because the government has taken measures to put soil on the official road, so now this road is also Not very slippery.

After the group walked away, the people near the official road began to whisper.

"Whose is that? Who's gone?"

"That's from the Mo family. His young lady is gone, and it's a sin! In this cold day, why hold on to those stinky money?"

"Mo family? Are you talking about the wealthy businessman from Jinzhou?"

"It's not that Mo's mansion, except for his family, who else can be so desperate for money, this is good, his daughter's life is taken in, I see the spirit of his young master The state is not very good, I heard that the two brothers and sisters have a very good relationship, alas!"

Mo Ziyi couldn't hear the discussion behind her, or she was in a state of confusion these days. Everyone thought that Mo's house was the young lady, but it was the young master.

Passing through an area where bandits are rampant, he changed himself into men's clothes, smeared dust on his face, and laughed at him for being overly worried.

He thought about it and still felt uneasy, so he wanted to arrange for someone to send him back to the house, and his attitude was extremely firm.

On the way back, I suddenly felt very heart palpitations, and my intuition was not good. I turned around and threw away the servants and went to the place where the two were separated.

Those bandits with machetes were laughing recklessly. The blood was sprinkled on the white snow, which was particularly eye-catching. As his lips parted, he understood that he meant to run fast.

Those bandits found themselves and let out a malicious laugh, I ran back desperately.

I felt the voice of the bandit behind him becoming more and more obvious, and my heart was filled with despair. Maybe I was lucky and was finally rescued by a female general.

But I wasn't very happy, I found my brother's body, hugged his body that had no temperature, and cried bitterly.

The female general sent herself back home. She thought it would be her brother's funeral, but I didn't expect this funeral to be mine.

My father told me that it was me who died and I was my brother. He said that I was Mo Ziyi who died, and Mo Ziyi was the one who survived. I didn't know that people could be so selfish. He killed my brother, and he didn't even plan to let him be buried in his own name.

But I'm a little talkative, and I can't do anything.

Holding his own spirit card in his hand, he felt very ironic, thinking that he was indeed dead, and it was his heart that died.

The group continued to walk towards the mountain, with sadness on everyone's faces, and finally reached the place of burial. Mo Ziyi watched from the side, watching the gentle person being buried by the loess bit by bit.

My heart also fell silent.