The next morning, Jiuge heard the sound of slamming the door.
He got up from the bed reluctantly, and Jiuge looked resentful. She tossed and turned last night and couldn’t sleep until the early morning.
“Grant grandson, get up quickly.” The old beggar’s hand slammed the door and stopped in time one centimeter from Jiuge’s face.
“Hehe, disciple.”
Jiuge turned around while yawning, too lazy to pay attention to him.
The old beggar hesitated for a moment, followed him in, sat down at the table casually, and poured a cup of tea on his own.
“You’d better give me an explanation, my dear master.” Jiuge put on a coat and sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, his tone was unhappy.
“Your brother is going to call you.” The old beggar said humbly.
Huh? Jiuge was surprised and walked to the window and looked at the street.
The streets at this time were not as lively as yesterday, but only patrols by soldiers, which were more intensive than last night.
“Jiu’er.” Mu Xu saw that the door was not closed and raised his foot in, and saw the old beggar who was drinking tea frowned slightly.
Jiuge turned around and yawned again: “Master, sit down.”
Mu Xu nodded and sat down at the table. Seeing the blue color in Jiuge’s eyes, he frowned slightly and said, “I didn’t sleep well last night.”
“Hmm.” Jiuge nodded without explaining much.
“What’s going on outside? Just now, the master said that my brother had called me?”
Mu Xu nodded: “It’s almost done.”
Jiuge looked at Mu Xu in surprise, not understanding why he was so calm. Didn’t he say he wanted to protect the Xuanyuan family’s territory?
Perhaps seeing Jiuge’s thoughts, Mu Xu took a sip of tea and didn’t say anything.
“Master.”
“Huh?”
“You just drank my tea.”
Mu Xu: “…It’s okay, I won’t dislike you.”
But I dislike you…
Jiuge naturally dared not say this sentence. From the moment, she is still quite afraid of Mu Xu. After all, he is her parents of food and clothing, and the rich are all the old men.
At noon, Mu Xu asked someone to pack up and prepare to leave. When she thought of the bumpy carriage, Jiuge felt soreness in her waist. After sitting in the carriage for a long time, she now missed her previous cars and even buses.
As for the reason for leaving so early, Mu Xu’s reason was that the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and he was never a fish, so he chose to ignore this muddy water for the time being.
Leaving Lin’an City, Jiuge felt a little confused when he saw the people who were running for their lives on the road.
The people are the most damaged in war. The home is destroyed under the fire of war, and the relatives are in the warSacrifice, but the reason for this happening often has nothing to do with them.
Mu Xu turned Jiuge’s head over, put down the curtain, looked at her seriously, and said, “Don’t look at those things, some things must be sacrificed.”
“But why are they?”
Mu Xu hugged Jiuge in his arms and said in a deep voice, “It’s not them, but someone else.”
Jiuge shrank himself into Mu Xu’s arms and closed his eyes. She thought Mu Xu was right. No matter which dynasty, war was inevitable. It is just that she was born in the sunshine and grew up under the red flag since she was a child. She has never experienced those wars, but there is also an unforgettable history of shame in the textbooks.
The old beggar leisurely instigated the chicken legs that he had already finished gnawing.
Cheng Wen lowered his head aside, with a little jealousy and resentment in his eyes. She didn’t dare to look at them. Mu Xu’s insight was too strong and it was easy to find her.
“Master, please save my son, please.”