Chapter 969

On the third day after Gu Jiao and Muchuan had a drink, the eldest son of the Mu family took the blame and resigned. It is said that the people under him had a homicide. He had no way to govern and had no face to occupy an official position. Please allow him to play.

Shangguanyan approved.

In addition, there was a flood in the south, and the Mu family donated 5 million liang of silver to relieve the victims.

This is emptying the house.

The Mu family doesn't have so much cash on hand, so they can only offset it with the Grange, shops and the family's major industries.

Donation has a good reputation, but it is no different from copying.

Muchuan sat in his room, and the guards came and went to carry the valuables in the room.

"Hey! This can't move!" his little boy stopped a bodyguard, looked at the silk enamel vase in his hand and said, "it's the young master's birthday gift! The young master likes to use it to raise small fish!"

That's a childhood memory.

Muchuan was naughty and restless at home. He either knocked over the vase or broke the porcelain. Later, the master of the Muchuan family got an expensive strangled enamel vase somewhere.

It was supposed to arrange flowers. Muchuan had an idea and caught two small fish and raised them.

"Let them take it away." Muchuan said faintly.

"But, young master..." the young man said reluctantly, "they have emptied the house. At least leave you a vase to read..."

Muchuan whispered, "no, I don't want to read. That's it. It's good."

The bodyguard took away the vase and the gold and jade belt inlaid in Muchuan in the wardrobe, leaving all worthless clothes.

"Young master..." the boy looked at Muchuan with a sob.

Muchuan was originally the most restless temperament, but when such a thing happened, he was calmer than anyone in his family.

He stood up slowly and walked out of the house where he had lived for twenty years without expression.

As he crossed the threshold, he looked back, took a final look and said a silent goodbye.

……

What the Mu family did to the Xuanyuan family in those years was not much lighter than that of the Han family and the Nangong family, but they didn't plot against them on the battlefield. The Mu family was not soft hearted when they could throw stones at the Xuanyuan family and frame them.

Shangguanyan will not be soft on the Mu family.

The Mu family sat in a ragged carriage and left the inner city silently one morning before dawn.

The servants of the family were dismissed, leaving only a few old slaves who really didn't want to leave to have children with the family.

More than 30 people from top to bottom moved to an old house in the outer city. This is the dowry of old lady mu, and it is the only asset that has not been "handed over".

Accustomed to fine clothes and food, once he became a civilian, his family members cried badly.

Old lady Mu fell ill on a stormy night. Muchuan braved the heavy rain and sought medical treatment everywhere.

However, once they heard that they were treating Mu's family, no doctor dared to come to the door.

Everyone knows how the Mu family "exposed" the Xuanyuan family in those years. Now the Xuanyuan family has been wronged, and the female emperor has ascended the throne. The Mu family is over. If anyone dares to help the Mu family, he will be unable to live with his majesty and the Xuanyuan family.

In the rainy night, Muchuan finally felt the despair of copying his family and destroying his family.

He dragged his tired body and stumbled back to the old house.

As soon as I got to the door, I heard a familiar call behind me.

"Muchuan."

He looked back. The heavy rain wet his eyes and blurred his sight.

But he clearly saw Gu Jiao in a long green dress walking slowly towards her with an oil paper umbrella and a small medicine box.

The heavy rain was cold. It fell into his eyes and became very hot when it came out again.

His throat swelled up.

Gu Jiao treated Mrs. mu, left enough medicine, and told her to have a rest. Don't work hard in the near future.

When she left, old man Mu gave a brocade box to Muchuan: "the second imperial concubine asked me to give it to you."

Muchuan was stunned: "did she... Tell you her identity?"

Mrs. Mu smiled weakly: "yes, I didn't expect that she was the brave commander of the black wind camp. Women are not as good as men."

Mrs. Mu is a smart man. She said movingly, "she is not only the prince and concubine, but also the general of Heifeng riding. When she came to our house openly, she was telling people all over the world that her majesty and Xuanyuan family didn't kill all of us. In the future, those people have to weigh if they want to give us another look."

Muchuan nodded and opened the brocade box with trembling hands.

Inside was a stack of silver notes, a letter of recommendation for scientific research from the National Teachers' hall and a note left by Gu Jiao.

"Muchuan, don't give up."

Muchuan burst into tears——

……

Gu Jiao also went to the chess club during her stay in Shengdu. It is a pity that Mr. Meng, the chess saint of the six countries, has stayed in her hometown since he last returned to the state of Zhao to persuade peace. So far, she has not come to the state of Yan.

Gu Jiao guesses that the old man may pretend to be a beggar and go to various countries to collect go talents. The old man is happy. He doesn't have to stay at home according to the secular impression.

At the beginning of August, Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng go out to the dark night island. The dragon and Phoenix fetus stays in the palace and the small clearance also stays in Shengdu. Xuanyuanqi hopes to get along with him more.

Dark night Island rarely contacts with the outside world. Gu Jiao is inconvenient to take too many people with her. She only takes Chen and several experts from the shadow department.

"How can we have enough hands?" said Shangguan Yan. "I'll send you another team."

She sent the owner of the Feng family, Feng Wuxiu.

Outside the palace, Feng Wuxiu held a bag of fried fruit, chewed one, and handed the rest to Gu Jiao: "do you want to eat?"

Gu Jiao: "

My brother is going to the dark night island. Taoist Qingfeng, who is worried about his brother's safety, has to follow him secretly.

I thought I could avoid someone's pursuit by going to dark night island. It's a tragedy again.

……

This time it was not a marching war. There was no need to travel day and night. It took the party a month and a half to reach Pucheng.

He settled in Pucheng for two nights, chatted with General Chang Wei, temporarily handed over the black wind king to General Chang Wei, and set out from Pucheng again in the morning of the third day.

Three days later, they left the northernmost border of Yan and set foot on the ice sheet to dark night island.

"Chang Jing said where did the ice wolf stay?" Gu Jiao looked for the map in her purse. "The map was lost."

"It doesn't matter. I know where it is," said Xiao Heng.

"How do you know?" Gu Jiao asked.

"I've seen the map," said Xiao Heng.

Gu Jiao nodded: "Oh, then you lead the way, Taoist Qingfeng, come with you."

The three went to find the snowmobile and ice wolf on dark night Island nearby. Fengwuxiu, wrapped in thick leather, squatted in front of an ice hole, looked at the gurgling ice water below and swallowed his saliva.

The dust looked at him with a smile: "what are you looking at?"

Feng Wuxiu said greedily, "there are a lot of fish below. I don't know if it's delicious."

……

The ice wolf of dark night island is raised on the ice field. Due to training, they generally don't run too far except hunting. As long as they hear the familiar whistle, they will come quickly.

Gu Jiao took out the whistle Chang Jing gave her and blew it.

She blinked: "eh? No response."

The decibel of this whistle exceeds the limit that human ears can hear. Only wolves can hear it.

If the whistle breaks, they, as human beings, will not be aware of it.

Gu Jiao blew again.

This time, there was still no response around.

"I'll try," said Xiao Heng.

Gu Jiao handed him the whistle. Xiao Heng blew it rhythmically. Soon, an ice wolf appeared.

Then, two, three... More and more ice wolves ran towards Xiao Heng.

The cold wind roared. He stood on the vast ice sheet, as if he were integrated with the ice sheet. His eyes were cold, and the whole person had a strange and powerful breath.

Gu Jiao tilted her head and looked at him.

Well, my husband is so handsome.

Today is another day to be handsome.

A total of 21 ice wolves, including a little wolf king.

Little wolf king is very fierce, especially to a group of the strangers who have no smell of the dark night island.

It grinned and began to show its aggressiveness.

Xiao Heng did not show any fear. He boldly stepped forward, squatted down on one knee, raised his slender jade hand and gently pressed the little wolf king's head.

A miracle happened, and the wolf king's ferocity suddenly converged.

Gu Jiao was surprised: "can you still train wolves?"

Xiao Heng said, "Chang Jing taught me."

The little wolf king took the lead to dig the pit and opened a bunker. He rushed in with the ice wolf and dragged the snowmobile out.

Gu Jiao's eyes suddenly lit up: "isn't this a sledge? It must have been made by the people on the dark night Island taught by the godfather!"

Hearing the godfather, Xiao Heng's face turned black.

That man again!

When the three returned to their original place by sledge, they sat cross legged in the snow to roast fish without correction of dust and wind.

Feng Wuxiu grabbed a fish strung with a stick, blew the heat on it, opened his mouth and bit: "Oh, it's delicious!"