Chapter 118： Raiders of Darkness

The housekeeper in Wangfu ’s house was named Wang Zhong. Wang Zhonghou was in front of the courtyard door, and after seeing Mo Qianchen coming out of it, bowed his head and followed Mo. Behind Qian Chen, the two went to the study one after the other.

Mo Qianchen actually knew a little about Wang Zhong's purpose of finding himself today, so when he was sitting at the desk, he opened his mouth and said coldly to Wang Zhong: "But the Flying Wing team passed What's the news? "

"Master is wise." Wang Zhong quickly took a step forward, lowered his voice, and respectfully held up one thing in his hand: "This is passed by the Flying Wings that the subordinates received half an hour ago. Please read the latest news. "

Mo Qianchen no longer spoke, and reached for the letter he had handed up, and opened his eyes on the thin paper.

Mo Qianchen and Xia Yichu have been in Anping for more than three years, and the people who followed him to Anping in the beginning were reliable people. Even those spies who came in with muddy water touching the fish were also impressed by Mo Qianchen. Dispose of halfway through.

Moreover, he was initially assigned by the Emperor Chu. Everyone was waiting to see his joke, thinking that he would die, so no one paid attention to him.

Then, when he came to Anping, Mo Qianchen calmly moved the forces of assassination to this side.

The Flying Wings are Mo Qingchen's assassins who are good at light work, and they send them to lurk around the capital to get the latest information from the capital at any time. This can also be regarded as an intelligence network under the cloth of Mo Qianchen.

After reading the content on the paper, Mo Qianchen's face laughed coldly, and he set the paper aside and lit the dead body in the candle, facing Wang Zhongdao who was waiting for him to order : "Order to go out and get the net."

"Yes, lord! Your subordinates are here to inform you!" A look of excitement appeared on Wang Zhongzhong's thick Founder's face, and he turned and walked out.

I didn't bother to lurk them quietly all these years, it seems that the master is going to attack the great cause!

At noon, Xia Yichu and Mo Qianchen ate together. During the meal, although Mo Qianchen still reached out and gave her vegetables as usual, his face was gentle, but Xia Yichu carefully noticed that Mo Qianchen was a bit wrong.

After dinner, Xia Yichu backed down the man in the room, and opened his mouth to Mo Qianchen and asked, "What's wrong with you today? But what happened over the capital?"

In the past three years, although Xia Yichu generally did not care much, Mo Qianchen did not start to hide her in many things, especially about his martial arts and his own assassination. As a result, Xia Yichu has always known about the Flying Wings in his heart.

Especially this afternoon, when Hongyue came into the courtyard and said that the housekeeper was waiting outside, not only did Mo Qianchen guess, but even Xia Yichu knew what the housekeeper was looking for Mo Qianchen this time.

"Huh." Mo Qianchen responded lazily, stretched out her hand, and hugged the petite Xia Yichu on her thigh, sitting her head on her neck, and said, "Qian Ji came. Message, we have waited for three years. The time has come. The imperial decree in the palace will probably arrive in the afternoon. "

"That ..." Xia Yichu froze slightly, holding her hands tightly on the side of her clothes, that is to say, it was time for them to return to Beijing.

"Ran Ran," Mo Qianchen reached out and hugged Xia Yichu tightly, bringing her closer to herself.

"Shh." Xia Yichu turned around and reached out and covered Mo Qianchen's lips. The two eyes were opposite each other. Mo Qianchen clearly saw the resolute light flashing from Xia Yichu's clear and transparent eyes. Say, I know, I'll go back with you. It's up to the housekeepers to take care of everything in the house. "

"Um." Mo Qianchen answered.

Mo Qianchen held Xia Yichu in his arms. For a moment, neither of them spoke.

In the afternoon, as Mo Qianchen said, a carriage stopped in front of the palace of Jing Wang, and a father-in-law with the imperial edict stepped off the carriage.

The purpose of the imperial edict is that the emperor has not seen Mo Qianchen's son for three years, and he was so worried that Mo Qianchen returned to Beijing for a narrative.

Mo Qianchen took the decree from the **** father-in-law, and sent someone to arrange the eunuch's residence, and then ordered someone to pack things, called the housekeeper into the study, and they talked for half an hour before coming out.

Early the next morning, Mo Qianchen and Xia Yichu, who had packed their luggage, took a large group of people out of Anping City and headed for Beijing.

Along with him, there was the **** who came from the capital to read the decree. After all, he was from the capital. He was arranged by Mo Qianchen in a carriage or two.

Along the way, hearing all kinds of noise, the **** lifted the curtain and looked at it curiously. Unexpectedly, he was taken aback by surprise.

This peaceful place has always been a dangerous place that everyone thinks. Anyone who hears this name will have a transient look.

At that time, when the seventh emperor Mo Qianchen was assigned here by the Emperor Chu, although he still carried his own title and title, everyone was watching the show and wondering how long he should hear the seven emperor's. Bad news, a month? Three months? Half a year? Or is it a year?

However, I did not expect that these seven princes were unexpectedly beyond everyone's expectations. Not only did they not be damaged in the land of Anping, but they were mixed in the land of Anping, and they also changed the people in Anping. Conditions for survival!

In a short period of three years, the land of Anping changed from being smelled by everyone, and the terrible and dangerous place of disgust became a place where the people lived and worked in peace and happiness, and everyone looked forward to it. Many people even traveled thousands of miles to the land of Anping just to live here for a long time.

If Mo Qianchen later issued new regulations that limited the number of people admitted each year, I am afraid that Anping City would have been crowded.

However, this is the case. The land of Anping today has also changed from the barren land that was previously untouched by grass to the land of today's fish and rice.

Watching the people on both sides of the avenue kneeling on the ground and scratching their heads, people shouting about the slogan of King Jing, the eunuch's shock can no longer be masked.

Such a powerful position is almost similar to the one in the capital when he went out for a tour! The same aspirations of the people!

The **** looked pale and lowered the window, afraid to go any further.

Mo Qianchen, sitting in front, saw the people kneeling on both sides of the street who kept scratching their heads, but there was no undulation in his heart. Only when he saw Xia Yichu, his gaze would be gentle.