Chapter 1125

Mu Xianjun never thought of such a problem.

That is, is it appropriate to give what you think is the most important to someone you don't trust? Because this is not a thing to consider in itself, the answer has been deeply rooted in everyone's mind. If you don't trust me, how can you trust me?

But Nalan dingdong's words changed Mu Xianjun's view on this matter.

"Do you know what the consequences are?"

Asked Mu Xianjun.

Nalan dingdong nodded and answered naturally: "For generals, the best plan and the worst plan should be well planned. Give you the phoenix platform. The worst expectation is that you will order the red eyebrow army to block the city and block the troops in my camp outside the phoenix platform. The best plan is to give me the phoenix platform when I return with people and horses."

He looked at muxianjun and found that there was some doubt in the other party's eyes, so he continued: "The importance of Fenghuang platform lies in the war situation in eastern Xinjiang. For our black flag army, Fenghuang platform itself has no special significance. If someone can keep Fenghuang platform and avoid being attacked by foreigners, it will not have any impact on the war situation in eastern Xinjiang, nor will it have much impact on our black flag army. On the contrary, if you occupy Fenghuang platform, I can be free When the leader leaves, he can fight wherever he wants, which is better for the black flag army. "

He smiled and said, "in another way, even if Mu Guangling is not sitting in front of me, I will choose this, not because of trust, but because you are suitable. Of course, what I want to do is rob your father's food, and your father will not help me look after the house."

Mu Xianjun seemed to have some resistance to the last sentence, but he didn't refute anything in the end.

"I always wanted to know why you didn't go back to Mu mansion directly after you survived from Penglai Island, but pulled up a team anonymously?"

Asked Nalan dingdong.

"Nothing."

Don't overdo your head and don't look at Nalan dingdong: "everyone has his own choice, and I don't need to tell everyone the original intention of this choice."

Nalan dingdong nodded: "well, I won't ask anymore. There are always some secrets to hold in my heart, and I can only share them with myself when there is no one."

Mu Xianjun seems to be very sensitive to this sentence. He turns his head and looks at nalanding's host: "If you just came to tell me about phoenix platform, I already know. After you led the troops away, I won't guard the city well. Naturally, it's not for your black flag army, but for the people in eastern Xinjiang. No matter what I've done before and what I think of the people, now I just want to guard the land well and don't let me have the same skin color, wear the same clothes and say the same thing People who speak two languages are bullied. "

"If you have nothing else to do, you can leave."

He said.

Nalan dingdong was not angry. He stood up and walked out. As he walked, he said: "My father was a warrior of the northern Liao nationality and died in a battle with the Mongolian Yuan people. However, in order to ensure that the people would not be retaliated by the Mongolian Yuan people, those who died with him were not recognized in the end. Even the Khan of the northern Liao nationality declared that they were rebels and had nothing to do with the northern Liao nationality."

"I once thought about how to correct my father's name."

Nalan dingdong paused and smiled: "So when I was a child, I kept fighting with people and told them that my father was a great hero. At that time, I almost always had a black and blue face, because too many children only thought that the traitor was dead and didn't ask the truth. Later, I found that every child who had a fight with me would be beaten when they came home, and their parents would solemnly tell them, My father is really a great hero. "

He looked at Mu Xianjun's back: "so sometimes what you think you don't agree with and dislike is just because you are a child and you are facing a child. People who are really mature will distinguish between reason and reason. In my opinion, there are only three reasons why you chose to fight against foreigners with an anonymous rattan Wu."

"First, you feel you must avenge those brothers."

"Second, you think your reputation used to stink among the people. If you tell them you are muxianjun, you are afraid that those brothers in your red eyebrow army will reject you. You think they don't like the code of muxianjun, but respect the big leader with a face."

"Third, you think you've always been wrong. You're pursuing the wrong direction in your life. Now you want to correct it, but you don't dare to correct it with your real identity. You want to prove yourself, prove yourself to everyone, including your father... I think you must have thought that one day after you defeat foreigners with the red eyebrow army, you will come home in armor and tell them He said you did it. "

Mu Xianjun turned back fiercely: "enough!"

His eyes were red: "my business has nothing to do with you. No matter what purpose I set up the red eyebrow army, it has nothing to do with you. Don't think you can say anything casually after saving the red eyebrow army. No one is allowed to point out my business!"

Nalan dingdong shrugged his shoulders: "OK... But you ignored one thing."

Mu Xianjun almost subconsciously asked, "what?"

Nalan Ding said, "you've always been afraid that your brothers of the red eyebrow army know that you are the little Duke of Mu house, and you're afraid to lose their trust and respect. But now, everyone in the red eyebrow army already knows that you are the son of Mu Guangling. Have they ever left you?"

Nalan dingdong walked out of the door: "when you are no longer a child, the people around you are not children."

Mu Xianjun's face changed.

He looked at Nalan dingdong, but the other party had walked out of the door.

The breeze blew in from the door, as if to help him sort out his emotions. Sometimes, some words can always touch the softest place.

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Mu Xianjun stood in front of a big copper mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. Sometimes he always feels very dazzling, or very unpleasant. Especially after he lost an arm, he never wanted to see himself again. He likes to cover himself in his wide clothes and hide his bare shoulder.

I haven't looked at myself like this for a long time.

Mu Xianjun suddenly found that his appearance was no longer so annoying. When his eyes rested on the broken arm, he realized that he had been able to face it so calmly. Once, every time he saw the broken arm, he would be angry and would hate to destroy everything he saw in front of him.

He will take it out on others and beat and scold the servants in the house.

But now, he doesn't even think it's ugly.

"Big boss"

His own soldiers came in from the outside to tell him that the black flag army had been mobilized on a large scale, but they found the big leader standing in front of the bronze mirror with a smile on his face. The smile was so natural that it was not for laughing at all. The most surprising thing about the pro soldier was that the big leader didn't cover his face today and didn't wear that big robe.

"What's up?"

Mu Xianjun asked back.

The soldier opened his mouth, but forgot what he had to say before.

"Ah?"

He was stunned for a moment and quickly bowed his head: "general Nalan has been mobilizing people and horses, and has handed over the defense on the city wall to us. The following leaders asked me to come and ask if the big leader wants to convene everyone to discuss the next round of defense?"

"OK"

Mu Xianjun nodded: "help me wear armor."

The soldiers were stunned again. You should know that Mr. Mu Xianjun would never wear armor before, because even a person with high cultivation can't wear armor for himself with one arm. And muxianjun seems to mind that others see his broken arm and don't even allow anyone to enter his residence.

"Leng what?"

Mu Xianjun smiled and said, "who will be on duty and help me wear armor in the future."

"Here!"

The soldiers responded excitedly and found that today's big leaders were very different.

"Besides, go and carry a pot of wine. I want to see general Naran off."

"Here"

"What are you giggling at?"

"I just think the big leader wears armor. He's really energetic."

"Ha ha!"

Mu Xianjun smiled so freely.

The soldiers carefully dressed the armor for him, then stepped back and looked at the different leader carefully. He used to have only awe of the big leader, but today he found that the big leader was so approachable. In the past, even when fighting side by side on a battlefield, he felt there was a distance between himself and the big leader. But today, there was a clear distance, but he found that he was closer to the big leader.

"Big leader, are you really the little Duke of Mu house?"

He asked, and then he found that his problem was some idiot. When he woke up, his face changed and he was very nervous. He was afraid that the big leader would turn his face. He was afraid of the cold eyes that the big leader sometimes inadvertently appeared.

"Yes"

Unexpectedly, Mu Xianjun nodded with a smile.

"I was proud to think it was, but I thought it could not be. But now I find that this identity is something in my blood. It's impossible to deny it. My name is mu Xianjun. I'm Mu Guangling's son. I should apologize to you. I should have told you this earlier."

He answered with a smile.

The soldier was suddenly relieved. He found that the big leader at this time was extraordinarily tall.

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On the wall of fenghuangtai stands a one armed general who once had a particularly prominent identity. But there is no doubt that the former glory is so small compared with the present glory. He stood on the wall and looked into the distance. His eyes were so pure without any impurities.

He saw the distant black flag army marching like a long dragon, watching the flying black flag, ammunition and red war flag fluttering in the wind.

"Will I still hate him?"

The name came out of Mu Xianjun's heart, the name he once hated. He had always thought that he would never appear in the same place with that person, and even felt unbearable when he thought of being under the same sky with that person. But today, he found that he still wanted to beat that guy up, but... It had nothing to do with hatred.

"You are a difficult person to understand."

He said to himself with some emotion: "I don't understand why you sent people all the way to fight foreigners in Dongjiang. I don't think you are a selfless person in thought, but since you can make people like Nalan dingdong fall in love with your worship, I think you really have something extraordinary."

Mu Xianjun murmured, "if you come to Dongjiang again, I want to know you again."