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Mo Zhe looked at Patriarch Mo with a stern expression on his face.
Mo Zhe said: "Both the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty and Marquis Anyi have given up on slaves, yet you still keep to that agreement. The current situation is not what it used to be. If you insist on going your own way, you will kill the entire Haixi tribe."
"If there was no Marquis Anyi, the Haixi clan would have been gone long ago," Patriarch Mo said with a calm expression, "You wouldn't have been born either, and you wouldn't stand here to question these things."
Mo Zhe clenched his hands tightly: "Father, this moment and that moment."
Patriarch Mo's eyes are clear: "People will ask for help from others when they are in danger. Once they have a choice, they will weigh the interests. Back then, Anyihou could turn around and leave Nu'er to do it. If there is no such thing as Nu'er, maybe They will not be deprived of military power."
Mo Zhe took a few steps forward with great momentum: "Marquis Anyi also lied to you. He said that Dazhou would treat slaves well to all tribes. What happened? What are we slaves doing? They enjoy the wealth and glory, we "
"People's hearts are not enough," Patriarch Mo said coldly, "It turns out that greed hurt you. The situation of slaves is not as good as we thought. No one expected this, but there are also many people in the clan. Change, we have our own land and livestock, and the number of clansmen is gradually increasing. What's wrong with walking steadily? If we want to get that great wealth, what price will we have to pay?
Betraying the tribe, sacrificing siblings, and framing the father, I'm afraid it will be nothing in the end. "
Mo Zhe finally couldn't help reaching out to grab the dagger at his waist.
Patriarch Mo said sadly: "You won't turn back."
"I have nothing. The patriarch belongs to my elder brother. Everything in the tribe has nothing to do with me. When have you ever thought about me? I did this for the good of the tribe. Give me the things, and I will take the people away," Mo Zhe said. There was cold sweat on his forehead, "I don't want to listen to your preaching anymore, I have my own choice.
If you insist on this, just wait for the Beishan tribe to come to seek revenge, and wait for the Tatar army to conquer this place. "
Patriarch Mo sighed: "My son is not only greedy for money, but also afraid of death. If I forgive you again, how can I explain to the clansmen?"
Mo Zhe was alarmed, he drew out his dagger and looked around cautiously: "What do you mean by that?"
"Don't do it yet?" Patriarch Mo shouted.
As soon as the words fell, there was a miserable cry. Mo Zhe realized what had happened, and immediately reached out to grab Patriarch Mo as a threat. The crucial point.
Mo Zhe dodged in embarrassment, and finally dodged those arrows, but when he looked up, he saw a person standing in front of him.
Mo Zhe stood there incredulously, the person in front of him was Mo Tuo.
"Brother," Mo Zhe said with a terrified look in his eyes, "Why are you here?"
"Mo Tuo," said Patriarch Mo, "I will punish the spies."
Mo Tuo's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared closely at Mo Zhe.
"Brother, don't I was wrong," Mo Zhe said, "There must be some misunderstanding here, I"
Mo Zhe sensed Mo Tuo's hesitation, seized the opportunity and stabbed the dagger in his hand fiercely at Mo Tuo, but just as his dagger was in front of Mo Tuo's body, he felt a chill on his neck, followed by blood spurting out. Mo Zhe covered his neck and looked at Mo Tuo resentfully.
Mo Tuo watched Mo Zhe fall down slowly, tears welled up in his eyes, and the tears merged with the blood splashed on his cheeks, leaving two lines of shocking marks.
Patriarch Mo's eyes closed slightly: "Mo Tuo, from now on you are the new patriarch of the Haixi tribe, and what the Haixi tribe will do in the future is up to you."
Mo Tuo turned around and walked in front of Patriarch Mo, knelt down slowly: "Father, I will stay here with my clansmen and help the court stop the Tatars."
As soon as Mo Tuo finished speaking, he heard a female voice say: "Clan Chief Mo, I have not really admired you until today. No wonder the Haixi tribe can work together as one, leaving the Beishan tribe far behind."
Mrs. Feng said and looked at Xu Qinghuan beside her: "I almost did something wrong. If the Beishan tribe really sends troops to Haixi, I will be a sinner through the ages."
Mo Tuo stood up and supported the patriarch Mo to meet Mrs. Feng.
Mrs. Feng looked at the village: "My husband mentioned this village many times, I didn't expect people from our two clans to gather here."
Patriarch Shi looked at all this before him and was speechless for a long time. They had heard the words of Patriarch Mo and Mo Zhe just now. Mozhe mentioned Tatar, which confirmed the actions of Mrs. Xiao and others. If Tatar really wanted to attack the city, They have to go up and down?, in order to hold the checkpoint.
"It's not too late," Mo Tuo said, "I'm going to take the clansmen to the Luqu River immediately, and I have to leave the matter of settling the clansmen to my father and the elders of the clan." If something goes wrong, he really won't be able to lift his head up. Although the Shizi had entrusted him many times before he left, his face was full of uneasy expressions, which made his teeth itch just thinking about it, but he was not that kind of person. Little loser.
Mo Tuo thought of this and went to look at Mo Zhe's body again, with sadness on his face again.
"Father, don't worry," Mo Zheng stepped forward, "I will handle the matter here, and I will also properly bury my second uncle."
Mo Tuo stretched out his hand to pat Mo Zheng, but he thought of the words that the son of Anyihou whispered in his ear: "Is your son is it your own?
The first time I saw you father and son, I felt that there must be something wrong with it, and I guessed it right.
Tell me, what will I look like when I become a father? It must be much better than you. After calculating, my son will be born in two years. At that time, I will invite you to the southeast as a guest. "
Speaking as if he had no son.
Mo Tuo stretched out his arms and put his arms around Mo Zheng's shoulders: "You are my good son, Mo Tuo."
Mo Zheng's shoulders trembled slightly.
"Let's go." Mo Tuo let go of Mo Zheng and greeted the clansmen loudly, and then left the village in a mighty manner.
Mrs. Feng wiped the corners of her eyes, and looked at Xu Qinghuan with a smile: "I'm old, I can't see this anymore," she said, looking at Patriarch Shi with a straight face, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go and see with me. "
Patriarch Shi had already selected someone, and was about to say this, but was robbed by Mrs. Feng for a while, but he didn't care about it, and nodded to Mrs. Feng foolishly: "I will keep some people in case those Tatar spies come back. Come."
Xu Qinghuan looked at the village in front of her, feeling familiar, as if she had been here before.
A ray of voice echoed in her mind.
"Xu Qinghuan, Xu Qinghuan, did you hear me, I'm Song Chengxuan, please nod if you agree."
Song Chengxuan's voice was hoarse, pleading eagerly.
She saw his face in a daze, very haggard, even a bit embarrassed, his face was no longer as calm as usual, but very flustered.
Xu Qinghuan was in a trance, she was very familiar with this feeling, it was a memory from her previous life, but she hadn't remembered what Song Chengxuan was talking to her.
What on earth was he begging her for? He saved her in the previous life, and he had already done enough for her. What else could she do for him when she was dying?
Xu Qinghuan's eyes flicked across the courtyard in front of her. This village should be the last place she came to in her previous life.
The previous life ended here, and in this life she will be here to watch the defeat of Jane's party, and everything about her will eventually be reversed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com