Mou Bin looked joyful, and his actions were no longer as gloomy and restrained as before. He didn't mind letting everyone understand how happy he was now.

"Commander!" Everyone quickly greeted him, and the famous prostitutes hurriedly avoided the middle and bowed down.

Mou Bin waved his hand and smiled, "Get up, it's cold, the ground is cold." Then he asked, "Where is the general?"

"Go to find Wang Shouren and say that the patrol in the capital needs to be strengthened." A thousand households came out of the lobby, and they were secretly winked and said, "What is the old emperor?"

"Look at what you look like," Mou Bin laughed, "It's right. The old emperor has an edict. All the military and national affairs in the world will be handed over to the General alone. You must prepare well. The teaching brigade was established after the New Year. You must strive to train as soon as possible. The most important thing is to learn a little culture and understand some principles."

As they spoke, everyone entered the lobby and saw a banquet, simple meals and hot pot arranged in the lobby.

"Hey, catch up." Mou Bin rubbed his hands, "The old emperor and the general joined forces to deal with those guys today. I haven't had dinner yet. Well, I'm all sitting there. The general is decisive and said that he will come back soon, so wait a moment."

The famous prostitutes were dumbfounded.

They thought that Wei Xiaolang wanted to have a "candle-holding night" with them, but they didn't expect that they would arrange hot pot and talk to them on a snowy night.

What trick is this?

"His princess has mastered the Imperial Guard as a lieutenant general and promoted the Danei Supplementary Court. He thought that the General would discuss the development of the Imperial Village after he returned at night. It seems that it would be very late," Mou Bin enshrined the imperial edict on the lobby case, rubbed his hands and sighed, "The factory guards want to help the General, so don't cause trouble. I heard that you are very resistant to your daily study tasks these days?"

"Sir, it's hard!"

Zhang Xiaoliu sighed a long time, and tears shed before she wanted to speak.

The famous prostitutes were at a loss. Although they were arrogant, they didn't even dare to sit in front of the commander of the Jinyiwei, and stood next to the hot pot table with their heads down.

"Sit all, the general regards you as human beings. You are also the most famous smart women in the capital. You know what to do and how to be a human being," Mou Bin said with a tight grip on his hands, "In addition, I heard that you have been idle these days and have copied some Buddhist scriptures?"

The famous prostitutes did not dare to speak, and several pamperers hurriedly said, "Sir,"

"No, this is a good thing, but just copying Buddhist scriptures... I'm afraid it's close contact with Shaolin?" Mou Bin's eyes narrowed deeply and said coldly, "The general was stationed in the capital of Ma, and the monks and Taoists rushed in. The old emperor's ancestor tomb was uneasy, so he whistled away. Buddhism, hum, Buddhism."

The famous prostitutes were frightened. Many of them had close contacts with Buddhist Taoism. Mou Bin's words were profound, but what they heard was a cold murderous intent.

How respectful is Shaolin Wudang? Even the court cannot suppress it too much.

But if the emperor really had the intention of murdering those sects in the world, they would probably become sacrificed cattle and sheep.

However, they also complained that Wudang in Shaolin always said that he was loyal to the emperor and serve the country. Now that the Zhu family’s ancestral tomb is uneasy, why are they not loyal to the emperor and patriotic?

Is his words and deeds too inconsistent?

A famous prostitute was clever and hurriedly said, "I want to write scriptures to pray for the Emperor's health. I only have a humble identity and dare not have such extravagant thoughts. Therefore, I just copied the scriptures on behalf of others, but actually prayed for your Majesty."

This statement is true or false, but it may not be trustworthy.

These famous prostitutes are countless people, and they know who is most beneficial to them in power.

Mou Bin ignored it and flipped through the hot soup in the pot, a little dissatisfied: "Your Majesty eats hot pot ingredients produced in Xiban tonight. Why do you eat clear soup and water hot pot? Can you still eat this?"

Zhang Xiaoliu smiled apologized: "Sir, you're angry!"

"If you don't study hard, let alone follow the general to the battlefield in the future, even in the Jinyiwei, you will have to examine your homework in the future. Those who fail will be dismissed, and those who pass will also rely on their merits and colleagues who have learned their homework well," Mou Bin warned, "If you can't even do your homework well, you should be replaced."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone outside laughed and said, "Commander Mou is here, I guess His Majesty has an imperial edict."

Listening to the sound, it was Wang Shouren, the general of the Shanhaiguan Army.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yang said: "Commander Mou has worked hard recently. Nie Ziyi, aren't you going to play with Yang Yuxuan? What are you doing with me?"

"Sir, I don't have money to eat, I have some food." Nie Ziyi smiled apologized, "As such a big Jinyiwei, how many people don't have a meal for a low position, right? The general doesn't have EBM, it's easier to do things by eating enough."

"Just be so naughty. I have been a deputy family for a few days. Look how many people you have messed with," Wei Yang was funny. "There are people in the military and horse departments in the five cities that they have complained, saying that you disrupt the market order. If this continues, sooner or later, Wang Xinru will send you to the Jinyiwei to surrender."

Nie Ziyi said angrily: "Which traitor persecutes me?"

But seeing the figures flashing, Wei Yang walked into the gate, followed Wang Shouren and a great monk on one side, Nie Ziyi behind, and several Jinyiwei guards behind.

Mou Bin said strangely: "Why is this little girl causing trouble again?"

Wei Yang took off his coat when he entered the door. Nie Ziyi was unaware of it. Zhang Youdi quietly pushed it before he quickly reached out to pick up the cloak.

"Oh, have you learned this?" Wei Yang threw the cloak to him and raised his hand and said, "Get up. I have been eating braised vegetables for days and have worked hard for you 'artists'. Have a hot pot tonight and ask a few questions. What should be put before the New Year will let you go out."

The famous prostitutes looked happy.

At this time, Nie Ziyi suddenly sighed softly.

"What did you remember again?" Wei Yang turned around and said strangely.

Nie Ziyi pointed at his clothes.

It turned out that the clothes Wei Yang wore were finally glamorous now, but the clothes inside, even the layer outside the middle clothes, had several patches, and the base was dense and flat, but the old clothes were old clothes and could not be considered new clothes.

"Oh, this was made by Wuer two years ago. I broke it in a fight with someone. Isn't that good?" Wei Yang said, "I wear clothes outside, I don't wear them badly, and I don't agree to them. Why are the clothes inside wearing new ones? I like old clothes, close to my body."

He really doesn't care about these things.

"As long as the tofu brain doesn't give me sweetness, no meat is added to the rice dumplings, and more spicy noodles are added to the oil, everything else is easy to say," Wei Yang said after sitting down, "Sit down, have a hot meal, and have a chat, I have to go to Da Nei, the old emperor is safe and worrying."

"Please, Lord Wang," Mou Bin held back his laughter, "Please, Master Fang Sheng."

Isn’t that great monk the Master Fang Sheng of Shaolin?

He looked at the meat on the hot pot rack and sighed deeply.

He was captured by Wei Yang.

"Give a vegetarian pot for the master." Mou Bin signaled.

Zhang Xiaoliu was embarrassed: "Sir, if you don't eat meat, you will only have tofu and not a few vegetables."

"Amitabha!"

Master Fang Sheng resisted the urge to slap these people to death, and blew his eyes and said, "I have eaten it." He never opened his eyes again.
Chapter completed!