When the uncle heard the silver-faced man say this, he smiled and showed appreciation in his eyes. He felt that the righteous men in the world were indeed different. If he was an ordinary person, even if he did not seek wealth, he would definitely seek profit.

In order to save himself, this man stood up and helped him block the assassin's fatal sword. Afterwards, the doctor checked it, but found that the sword edge penetrated deep into the silver-faced man's body, not far from his heart. If he had turned a little more, he would have lost his life long ago.

It can be said that the life of the uncle was really saved by this hero.

Although the uncle was scheming, he was still very grateful for the hero standing up to save his life. He was rewarded with great rewards after the injury healed, but he woke up and left. He really had the spirit of "going away after the matter is done, and not seeking merit or fame". This made the uncle even more affection for the hero, and he had already made up his mind to keep this person no matter what.

This person has a very high martial arts skills and a loyalty. Staying with him is a great help.

Although this person appeared very suddenly, the righteous man in the martial arts world were originally elusive, and it was not very strange. He tried several times in the future and confirmed that the other party had no intention, that's it.

But the other party can save his life and he is determined to leave at this time, but I am afraid there is really no intention.

...

The silver-faced man didn't say much, took a few deep breaths, stabilized his body, and then continued to walk towards the front door. It looked like that, he was really going to leave here.

The uncle was reluctant to let such a talent go, and said seriously: "Rightist, you saved my life and have not yet repayed your kindness, so you will never let you go. Moreover, you are injured now, so I am even more worried about letting you leave!"

The silver-faced man raised the sword in his hand and looked at his uncle, "Save you, it's just my whim. You don't owe me what you want, dodge!"

A servant next to him immediately said, "Rightist, our master is the national uncle, you should not be so rude!"

"Shut up!" The uncle shouted in a deep voice: "In front of the benefactor, there is no uncle or uncle. My life is saved by righteous men. If there is no righteous men, your master will be a corpse now." He bowed to the silver-faced man and said: "Right men, the servant is talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

The slave immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed like garlic, "The righteous man forgives his sins, it's a little nonsense. Forgive him, forgive him, forgive him!" As he spoke, he even raised his hand and whipped his mouth hard.

The silver-faced man was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his rather cold eyes were staring at the uncle.

When the uncle saw the silver-faced man, he said, "Rightist, you have helped me, but your injuries have not healed. If you leave, everyone in the world will scold me for being ungrateful. If you really want to leave today, unless you kill me first and return this life to the righteous man, you will not owe each other, and the righteous man can take big steps. Otherwise... don't leave!" After saying that, he made a loud look, straightened his chest, walked forward two steps, and looked like he would never retreat.

At this time, there were more than a dozen servants from the uncle's mansion in the yard. After hearing what the uncle said, the large group of people immediately fell to the ground and said respectfully: "Don't leave with a righteous man!"

The silver-faced man looked like ice, and suddenly, there was a look of surprise in the eyes of the pair of eyes. However, his eyes were looking at the gate of the main hall not far behind the country uncle, at this time, a young man was standing with his hands on his back, his temperament was as good as water, and he was also looking at this far away.

The silver-faced man's pupils contracted, but he saw that the young man had already returned to the hall with his hands on his back.

The uncle thought that he had touched the silver-faced man, and said warmly: "Rightist, let's discuss other matters again. We must first recover the injury."

The silver-faced man held the sword in his hand. His body shook, his hands softened, and the sword fell to the ground, and his whole body fell backwards. A servant behind him was quick-handed and immediately stepped forward to hold the silver-faced man.

"Master, he... fainted!"

The uncle breathed a sigh of relief and ordered: "Take him back to the house and take good care of him." His face turned cold: "I have taken care of you carefully. If he leaves, I will definitely ask you!"

Several servants hurriedly agreed, and a strong servant came forward to carry the silver-faced man, and several people surrounded him and left.

The uncle watched them leave and murmured to himself: "If there is such a good guy around him, if there is anything wrong next time, there will be someone who blocks the sword!" After pondering slightly, he remembered that there were still guests in the hall, so he returned to the hall.

...

When Han Mo saw that scene outside the door, he not only sighed that this uncle was really good at pretending to win people's hearts, but also surprised how the silver-faced man appeared here.

Others don’t know the silver-faced man, but Han Mo recognizes it.

That person was not someone else, but Mo Shierlang, the eldest disciple of Monk Xuanji.

Han Mo still remembers the strange silver mask, but today it is the third time the two have met here.

The first time was naturally on the way to Yichun County, but the second time was in the broken ancient temple outside Xichun County. Today, it was in the Grand Secretary's Mansion, which was the third time we met.

Mo Shierlang always appears in unexpected places, and he is like a wandering soul.

But Han Mo really couldn't understand why Mo Shierlang tried his best to save his uncle. Of course, he would not believe that Mo Shierlang was really out of his temporary loyalty, and he did not believe that Mo Shierlang's temperament would use his life as a bet to save a nobleman in the court.

He frowned, always feeling that something was strange, and it was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

In Han Mo's heart, Mo Shierlang is like Zhu Xiaoyan and Yan Xueji, who is a mysterious person, but compared to Zhu Xiaoyan and Yan Xueji, Mo Shierlang has no big relationship with him. Although he is doubtful, it is someone else's business after all. Mo Shierlang has plans, but it doesn't matter to him, so he doesn't have to think too much about it.

The uncle was about to enter the hall with a smile, but a voice heard behind him saying, "Master, Master... is here... that... is here..."

The person who came was so angry that he was not angry, but it was the manager Fu, who stuttered and looked strange.

The uncle smiled at Changdehou in the hall and nodded, then turned around and scolded, "What's coming? Can't you tell me clearly?"

"Yes... it's the queen!" Manager Fu finally spoke.

The uncle was stunned. Cao Yin and Han Mo in the hall also looked at each other and frowned. The queen didn't come early or late, but she came here at this time. That was a coincidence.

After being stunned, the uncle hurriedly said, "Hurry, hurry up and welcome the queen!" He didn't care about Cao Yin and Han Mo in the hall, so he raised his feet and ran towards the door of the mansion. A large group of servants and maids around him also hurriedly followed.

...

"Marty, can this Empress leave the palace at will?" Han Mo frowned and looked at Cao Yin.

According to the rules, the female relatives in the palace must not leave the palace easily. Even heavyweights like the queen, if they want to leave the palace and go back to their parents' home to visit, they have various preparations in advance. Not only should the emperor agree, but they should also notify the queen's house in advance, and also notify the Ministry of Rites. Officials of the Ministry of Rites will go to their parents' house for arrangements in advance and prepare for the queen to visit their relatives with great fanfare.

Today, the Queen of Celebration suddenly came, without any warning, which still surprised Han Mo.

Cao Yin was holding a cup of tea and laughed at him, "This is Qingguo!"

He didn't say much, but the meaning of this sentence was very clear.

The ability of Qinghou to enter and exit the palace and come back to visit is equivalent to having the power to manipulate the etiquette system and being able to disrespect the country's etiquette system. This also shows the power of Qinghou in Qingguo.

Cao Yin sipped a sip of tea, then gently put down the cup, stood up, tidied up his clothes, and said, "After all, I am the queen of Qing Kingdom. Since we meet, we will go and welcome it. We still need the etiquette on our face."

...

The uncle led a large group of slaves to go out to welcome the queen. Before he left the gate of the main courtyard, he saw a group of people coming towards him. First, there were several palace guards wearing casual clothes, one by one. As long as they looked at their walking pace, experts knew that these palace guards had absolutely no weak skills.

Four palace guards were in front and behind was a plump figure, wearing a golden silk willow dance dress, just like the sun shining on the white clouds. The white clouds were surrounded by golden glow, and they met with gold and white, graceful and noble, but also pure and beautiful. The light pink belt on the waist exuded a different charming atmosphere, and the body was covered with a milky white cloak. While walking, the cloak was as light as a cloud. When Qinghou was walking, the whole person was like a cloud floating down from the sky.

She wore a hat on her head, but it was covered with a white gauze scarf. If it were replaced with a bright red one, she would look like a newly married bride.

The gauze scarf is thin and soft, and you can even see the appearance inside through the gauze scarf.

Behind her, several palace maids in blue were followed, and four brave palace guards were behind her, pressing their hands on the hilt of the knife, extremely cold and looking around. Even if they entered the uncle's mansion, they still did not relax their vigilance.

The uncle of the country could not have come in as soon as possible. He quickly stepped forward and knelt down on the bluestone slab. The uncle's mansion was extremely huge, and his family members were not all here for a while. Only a group of maids and servants served by the main courtyard followed behind him, and they all knelt down on the ground.

"See the Empress!" Although the uncle of the country was Qinghou's brother, he must also perform the rituals of the king and the minister at this time.

A large group of people behind him also said in unison: "See the Queen, the Queen is a thousand years old!"

Qinghou reached out and took off his hat, revealing his beautiful and beautiful face. His black hair was combed into a palace bun, elegant and luxurious, and extremely grand. Although he came from a merchant home, the nobleness in Qinghou seemed to be born with him.

The palace maid around him took the hat and said lightly: "Get up!"

After the uncle stood up, Qinghou came forward, looked at the uncle up and down, and then smiled and said, "It's good that the uncle is fine. I heard that the uncle was stabbed, so I came over and took a look!"

The uncle bowed and said respectfully: "Empress Xie is worried. I am not seriously ill. The queen doesn't have to worry about it."

Queen Qing smiled slightly and raised her head, but saw two people coming towards her, both bowing and bowing, "Envoy Yan State, please see the Empress!" These two men just bowed halfway and did not kneel down like others.

Qinghou's pair of autumn-like eyes actually looked at the young man who was slightly behind at a glance. After looking at the beautiful eyes, he smiled and said calmly: "Forget it."

"Empress, these two are envoys of Yan State." The uncle hurriedly introduced: "This one is Changde Hou, the chief envoy of Yan State, and this one is General Han, deputy envoy of Yan State!"

After the Qinghou, his beautiful eyes were flowing, and he looked at Han Mo with a gentle voice: "I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles... With this poem alone, General Han can be called the number one talented man in Yan State!"
Chapter completed!