[BOOK 1] Qt : Tyrant Meets Paranoid

chapter 18

 not only that. In the first year, Mo Jing had completely feared those tribes who disturbed the border. In the second year, he went to the imperial court and led the army to attack the border tribes one by one to expand the territory of Xiling.

In the third year, after many years, the border of Xiling was finally at peace, and those scattered tribes also had to bow their heads and proclaim themselves ministers. But Mo Jing did not continue, instead reintegrated these tribes, did not dislike their different bloodlines at all, and recruited many capable people and strangers for his own use.

Moreover, because Mo Jing himself has the blood of alien races, the alien races under his management are not so repulsive to him. In particular, he recruited people from Xiling to teach them how to grow crops, and instead of asking them to pay tribute, he allowed those tribes to live and work in peace and recuperate.

No matter how much Mo Qin longed for the pleasure of killing on the battlefield, he always remembered Mu Jin's words in his heart. Brother Jin told him that he hoped that he would be admired by thousands of people.

Therefore, for that person's wish, he was willing to restrain his desire for blood. Even when he was tortured by the blood gu, he really wanted to go to the battlefield to vent his anger, but Mo Yan still held back.

Those nomadic tribes harassed the border frequently because of lack of food. Now, most of them follow Mo Jing wholeheartedly and submit to him sincerely.

On the other hand, after Mo Jing left, Mu Jin didn't go back to the palace, but went directly to Xuanqing Temple.

He no longer stays behind closed doors as usual, instead he never refuses those who come and fawn on him. Even in the face of the olive branches offered by the fifth prince Mo Dun and Concubine De, they didn't explicitly reject them, and handled these people with ease.

Soon, Master Chongming also slowly handed over the Xuanqing Temple to Mu Jin, and Mu Jin directly presided over many divinations for sacrifices.

Everyone could see that although Master Chongming looked quite strong, he was already thinking of abdicating his position to make way for the virtuous.

Two years later, Master Chongming really retired to the mountains and lived a life of pure cultivation. And Mu Jin officially stepped forward and became the new national teacher.

Now, Mu Jin's reputation is no less than that of Chongming real person back then. Everyone knows that their new national teacher is quite capable, but his personality is wanton and tight, and he seems to act according to his likes and dislikes, so people can't understand the rules at all.

Three years later, Emperor Wen's health went from bad to worse, and he was already in a state of exhaustion. But even so, he still didn't choose the crown prince.

The fifth prince and his party were complacent from the beginning, thinking that the throne must be in their pockets, but now they are getting more and more uneasy.

With the growing reputation of the third prince Mo Jing, Emperor Wen still did not show a clear choice. The whole party in the Anping Hou's Mansion was worried, worried that it would be a waste of money.

Especially recently, the memorials about the border that came from the court every day were all praising the Third Prince.

Even if Emperor Wen didn't say anything, Marquis Anping could tell from Mo Yeliang's expression that he was quite satisfied with Mo Qin's achievements in the past two years.

Now that the new year is approaching, Emperor Wen actually asked Mo Qin to return to Beijing to report on his duties for the first time. This move caused a shock in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

Many courtiers thought about it in their hearts, and felt that it was very possible that Emperor Wen wanted to establish the crown prince by taking this opportunity.

Concubine De felt that this might be a good opportunity, after all they might not be able to use much strength far away in the sky, but when they came to the capital, it was their world. It is not an easy task to arbitrarily accuse this humble prince of some crimes.

But here Concubine De's wishful thinking was playing well, but she forgot that the current Mo Jing is no longer what it used to be, and he is no longer the helpless child who was rubbed and rounded by others.

Controlling the army of the entire northern border, Mo Zhen is a well-deserved god of war in the hearts of the people on the border, especially the generals in the entire court admire him.

Knowing that the third prince was going back to the capital, the most excited person was naturally Mu Jin.

Although the two have been exchanging letters for the past three years, how can it be compared with a real meeting.

On the day when the team came back, Mo Qin was sitting on a tall horse, dressed in armor, and looked very heroic.

His stature seems to have increased a lot, and his life in the army has already made the young man fade away and grow into a real man.

At this moment, Mo Qin's eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, looking calm and arrogant. Even if his facial features were handsome, he couldn't conceal his majestic aura. Light amber pupils sweep casually, seeming to be able to see through the bottom of a person's heart.

Mo Qin led the meritorious ministers who returned from the battlefield, and was welcomed by the people of the capital.

No one is unfamiliar with this God of War in Northern Xinjiang. After all, in the past two years, not to mention the storyteller in the tavern, even children's nursery rhymes have been sung about the great achievements of the third prince in defending his family and country, and expanding the territory of Xiling.

As for who wrote the jokes in the storyteller's mouth and the songs sung by the children, standing on top of the restaurant, Mu Jin, leaning against the pillar with a wine glass, looked at the tall and straight back of his sweetheart and smiled without saying a word. Merit and fame.

And Mo Xuan, who was on the horse, also felt something, turned his head to look at the height of the restaurant not far away, and saw a familiar figure.

Three years have passed, and his brother Jin doesn't seem to have changed in any way, and he still holds the wine glass in his hand. I don't know if he listened to his persuasion on weekdays, and if he didn't look at him himself, he secretly got greedy again.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a deep friendship in each other's eyes. Seeing Mu Jin leaning on the pillar, holding the wine glass with flushed cheeks, the smile in Mo Qin's eyes flashed away.

Little drunk cat! The man thought silently, and unconsciously accelerated the pace of the team, wanting to enter the palace as soon as possible, so that he could meet the person he had been thinking about day and night.

When Mo Zhen returned to the court, he bowed to Emperor Wen in front of all his ministers. Emperor Wen looked at the child who had made no effort to hide his aura and showed a gratified smile, and immediately named Mo Jing as Prince Jing.

Jing, originally has the meaning of stability, and can also be used as the meaning of tranquility. Giving Mo Jing such a title can be said to be an affirmation of Emperor Wen's contribution to Mo Qin in northern Xinjiang.

When Marquis Anping heard the decree issued by Emperor Wen, his expression changed immediately, but he immediately forced a smile and pretended to be happy. I just feel that this time the third prince returned with honor, it really is not that simple.

After coming down to court, Mo Jing did not return to the palace. He had been away from the capital for a long time, and since he had been crowned king, he was naturally allocated a corresponding mansion. The people below have always moved quickly, and it is not difficult to live in today.

However, Mo Jing didn't care where he lived. It's just that he disappeared as soon as he left the palace, so that those courtiers who originally wanted to curry favor with the new prince could not find anyone. Everyone was puzzled, why did the prince disappear in the blink of an eye.

In a courtyard behind Xuan Qing Guan, Mu Jin is staying outside the door of his room at this moment. Bored, he held on to the fence and fiddled with the flowers and plants beside him, but his eyes kept staring at the gate, as if his mind had already flown into the sky.

This is Mu Jin's residence, even if he was a disciple of Guanli in the past, he couldn't come here at will. So most of the time there is only Mu Jin here, and he doesn't feel lonely when he is with the large grass and trees he planted.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement at the gate, and Mu Jin couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. It's just that he just wanted to go to the door to wait, but he found a warm breath coming from behind, and then his body was hugged tightly from behind.

"Who is Brother Jin waiting for?" Mu Jin's ears tingled with a thick male voice.

He couldn't help turning his body sideways, looking up at Mo Zhen's resolute side face, he felt a little dazed for a moment.

Jin'er has really grown up, and has become a man who can take charge of himself, and is no longer the child who was protected under his wings back then.

The man embracing her was unusually tall, even if Mu Jin stood up straight, he could only reach the man's chin.

In the past few years, Mu Jin still hasn't grown taller, but he didn't expect that kid Mo Yan to have grown a lot taller. Being held in the arms of the other party at this moment, I have the illusion that I am the younger person.

"Brother Jin, why don't you talk?" Mo Yan lowered his head slightly, and rubbed his chin against the top of the hair of the person in his arms, full of intimacy.

Feeling the closeness of the people around her, Mu Jin's face flushed slightly, and she always felt that there seemed to be something different about her own child. Although he was very close to himself in the past, his posture and feeling are completely different from the present.

Feeling flustered inexplicably, Mu Jin lowered his head to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, and said softly, "Who am I waiting for? I don't know?" When Mo Qin heard this, the corners of his mouth, which had always been flattened, curled up to Mu

Jin's. He said in his ear: "Could it be that Brother Jin is waiting for his sweetheart?" The

warm breath came from his ear, making Mu Jin feel like his whole body was going to burn. I didn't expect that my child would become so alluring after three years of absence. Unconvinced, he glared at the man behind him, but he was reluctant to break free from this warm embrace.

They hadn't seen each other for such a long time, and they both missed each other terribly. Seeing Mo Jing at such a close distance made Mu Jin feel mixed emotions. Unable to bear it, her eyes were slightly red, and she simply turned around and hugged Mo Jing's waist tightly.

There are too many thoughts in my heart, and I don't know how to express them.

And Mo Qin seemed to have felt Mu Jin's emotions, seeing him like this, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, he just felt that the blood that had been cold for the past three years had finally warmed up.

The two hugged at the door for a while before entering the house. Mu Jin has a lot of things he wants to ask Mo Jing, and he wants to take a good look at the child he has watched grow up, and wants to know how he has been doing in the past few years.

The author has something to say: Hehehe, Xiaogong has risen, and he can finally distribute a lot of candy.

Because the first world of double crush requires a gradual process. When this small world ends, I will make a big move, and the rest of the world will be free to eat candy, hahahaha~

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