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"Please take this letter to the thirteen princes of your family!" Wei Chi and Xiao didn't beat around the bush. He handed the letter to him.

The man took over: "Xiao Shizi, don't worry, my subordinates will bring it!"

Wei Chi nodded and took out a bag of silver from his sleeve and handed it to him.

The man looked: "Xiao Shizi, this is..."

"This time in the reign of Cangyao, thousands of miles away, take the silver and use it on the road. Don't treat yourself badly!"

"No way!" The man waved his hand subconsciously.

Wei Chi Xiao unquestionably clasped his wrist and put his money bag in his palm: "it's late. Let's go!"

The man wanted to refuse two sentences, but he looked at his face. He wanted to withdraw his words and said, "my subordinates are here. Thank you, Xiao Shizi!"

"You're welcome!" Wei Chi Xiao took it back and clasped the fingertips of his wrists.

The man arched his hand at Wei Chi and Xiao, then turned around and rode away.

Wei Chi and Xiao stood there for a long time, wondering what channel they used to transmit letters?

Will it reach Cang Yao Dynasty one step ahead of Amare e Niang?

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Cangyao Dynasty, North underworld.

Mo Jin Xi and Xiao jin'er wait until the afternoon when Bei Ming Hong comes late.

"Uncle!" Mo Jinxi got up and called.

Beiming Hong's eyes, falling on his face, which was almost the same as his younger brother's, frowned slightly.

It is often said that a nephew is like an uncle.

But he has never seen, which nephew and uncle look like this?

Even sometimes it makes him feel a little trance. Does his younger brother, who died young, come back from the dead?

See him tardy not language, on the contrary the vision complex stare at Mo brocade Chi, small sincerely son a face ignorant force of wink, suddenly feel he some strange?

But at the same time, I can't say clearly. What's the blame?

"Don't even stand, sit down!" For a moment, beimingsen broke the silence.

Beiming Hong came back, raised his hand and patted Mo Jinxi on the shoulder: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and I've grown up a lot!"

Ink brocade Xi light smile not language, with him one after another in one side of the stone bench to sit down.

"How could my uncle suddenly return to Beijing?" Mo Jinxi asked.

Beiming Hong had a point. He looked at beimingsen: "your grandfather is on the court recently. He is a little weak. He wants to retire and live a happy life."

The ink brocade Xi hears the speech, the eyeground is quick not to be visible, delimits one to wipe, if has thought.

My grandfather is only sixty this year. Although he is not young, he is not old enough to live his life. What happened?

Beiming Hong seemed to see his doubts and said: "as the saying goes, the meritorious is superior to the master. The reason why Beiming people can not stand down in the Cangyao Dynasty is that they know how to judge the situation and are not greedy for power. When it's time to let go, let go!"

"Uncle is right!" Mo Jin Chi did not reply. His eyes fell to one side, and he closed his eyes on Bei Mingsen: "since my grandfather is going to retire, he will raise flowers and fish in the house in the future. When he's OK, his grandson will come back to the house to have a chat with you!"

"Good!" Beimingsen answered, but he didn't mean to open his eyes.

Mo Jinxi didn't know whether it was his own illusion. He had to come to the North underworld this time. His grandfather not only became silent, but also seemed a little depressed.

It is absolutely impossible for a person who holds power all the year round to say that he has no nostalgia for power.

And this time, he suddenly stepped down without warning, how to look, how are some unusual.

But some things, since they are not willing to pick out, he naturally can not ask anything.

In two quarters of an hour

Mo Jinxi gets up and leaves.

Just out of the North underworld, he met a horse drawn carriage.

"Cousin!" A voice like a Oriole came from the carriage ahead.

Xiaojin son fixed eyes to see, saw a young girl wearing emerald green skirt, jumped from the carriage, quickly ran over.

"Cousin! When did you come and are you going back now? " Beimingying pauses in front of him, looks up and stares at the people in the sky; her dark eyes are full of surprise and joy.

"Well!" Ink brocade Chi light should sound.

North Ming Ying smell speech, the mood of eyeground, instant is replaced by disappointment.

"Cousin! I haven't seen you for more than a month. I have a lot to say to you. Can you stay a little longer? " North Ming Ying begged, reach out to grasp his sleeve, don't let him go.

"Yinger! No mischief A gentle voice came from behind her.

Beimingying turns back, not depending on the pink cherry lips: "e Niang! I'm not kidding

"There are so many things in your cousin's daily life. If you don't let him go, it's not nonsense!" Yao hanyue reprimanded, but there was no severe meaning in his voice."Aunt!" Mo Jin Chi opened her mouth and called.

Yao hanyue nodded his head and said, "the 13th Prince has gone to the mansion today, but are you looking for your grandfather and uncle?"

"I haven't seen my uncle for more than a year. I heard that he has come back. I went to visit him today."

"Thirteen princes have a heart!" Yao hanyue said with a gentle smile.

Beimingying see their polite endless, busy squeeze into the middle of them: "cousin! You haven't promised me to stay here a little longer! "

"I'm afraid I can't do it today. I'll chat with you later in the house!" Ink brocade Xi declined, quietly pulled back the sleeves.

The North Ming Ying full face disappoints of counsels to pull down a head: "that is all right! But you have to keep your word. You can't stay here for more than a month! "

"Good!" Ink and brocade should go down.

Yao hanyue looked at his reluctant daughter and sighed silently.

Reach out and pull her to one side.

"Goodbye to your cousin!" Yao hanyue reminds.

"Oh The North Ming Ying answered a voice, grand and displeased raise a hand, toward Mo brocade Xi waved.

Mo Jin Xi nodded with them, stepped forward and got on the carriage without looking back.

Small Jin son faces to get on the car before, looking back, looking at eye North Ming Ying.

I don't know if it's her illusion. She always feels that her behavior towards Jinxi is more like a girl's treatment of her sweetheart than a sister's treatment of her brother.

This understanding flashed from the brain at the same time, small sincerely son couldn't help wring eyebrow.

Somehow, she didn't like the feeling.

"What's the matter?" As soon as she got on the bus, Mo Jinxi was acutely aware that she was different.

Xiao jin'er bit her lower lip and shook her head gently.

Mo Jin Xi didn't speak, quietly staring at her, obviously don't believe her perfunctory.

Small accurate son is stared at by him some Xu guilty, subconsciously hang down eyelid, avoid him to visit eye.

Mo Jinxi saw this and sighed silently: "OK! If you don't want to say it, I won't ask, but when you want to say it, you must tell me! "

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