Chapter 2761 The Real World 111

Bei Xingjun noticed Bei Yutang's gaze, turned his head to look at them, and saw the strange woman who was staring at him for a moment, tears silently falling from his eyes.

He could feel the woman's sadness, it was a kind of sadness that came from the inside out.

"What's the matter?" Bei Xingjun stopped.

Bei Yutang kept tears silently and shook her head at him.

Bei Xing Jun looked at the woman in front of him strangely, and seeing that she was fine, he turned and left.

"Lord General, are you healthy?" Xiao Mo'er said suddenly.

Bei Xingjun looked at Xiao Mo'er, at the dough-like man, with a soft light in his eyes, "I'm fine."

"If you have any difficulties, you can tell me."

Little Moer shook his head.

Seeing that they were really fine, Bei Xingjun turned to leave, and before stepping into the mansion, he subconsciously looked at Bei Yutang.

For some reason, seeing the strange woman in front of him weeping, he was also a little sad.

Bei Yutang watched him leave, and before the guards drove him away, she took Xiao Mo'er back.

Xiao Mo'er felt very strange about her mother's behavior, but he didn't say anything.

After returning to the inn, Daixiang and Xue Qian clearly felt Bei Yutang's depressed mood.

After Bei Yutang entered the house, Daixiang pulled Xiao Mo'er and asked, "Mo'er, did you encounter anything outside?"

Xiao Mo'er shook her head, "No."

Xue Qian and Daixiang looked at each other and felt very strange. It was fine when I went out, but in the blink of an eye it became like this.

"What kind of official is the Marquis of Zhongwu? Is it big?" Xiao Mo'er asked suddenly.

"Marquis Zhongwu, but Lord Marquis, the official position is naturally high." Daixiang said with a vague understanding.

The shop boy who passed by happened to hear this, stopped, and explained: "Little son, the Duke of Zhongwu is the general of our Southern Tang Kingdom. It is very powerful to lead troops to fight. With him, our Southern Tang Kingdom will not be afraid of barbarians. , the flow of the state of Shu."

"So powerful." Little Mo'er was surprised.

"Yeah. Not only is the general powerful, but his son, General Bei, is also very good. Recently, General Bei is fighting with the Nan Manzi, and the success has been reported, and it won't be long before he will be able to return to the DPRK."

Xiao Mo'er listened carefully, and the man spoke more and more vigorously.

"Are all Marquis Zhongwu generals?" Little Mo'er asked sideways.

Dian Xiaoer sighed, "When I talk about this, I have to make people sigh. Zhongwu Hou's family is not only famous for General Bei and General Bei, General Bei also has a younger sister, who is very beautiful, and is famous for playing chess, calligraphy and painting. She is proficient in all kinds of things, not only a talented woman, but also the number one beauty in our Southern Tang Dynasty."

"It's really a pity that she married the Queen of Jin and disappeared within three years."

The shop assistant sighed again.

Little Mo'er seemed to be interested, "How did that beauty die?"

"Died from illness. After her death, King Jin didn't think about tea and rice for this, and it took three months for her to recover. It's a shame that God's intentions are tricking people."

"Can King Jin marry again?" Daixiang asked curiously.

"No. The princess passed away for two years, and King Jin has not married yet. However, I heard that King Jin and Gu Pianran, the eldest lady of the Gu family's firm, got very close, and it seems that she intends to marry her. Speaking of this Gu family, I also A strange woman. The Gu family was originally a poor merchant, but in her hands, she became one of the best merchants in the Southern Tang Kingdom. You say it is not powerful. "

Gu Pianran, Mrs Gu...

Xiao Mo'er was full of contemplation.

ps: Today's big family gathering... In the evening, the big and small families go to ktv to sing. Master Mo can only use his mobile phone to code words. There are two chapters in "The Queen of Heaven", and the updated one before "Quick Pass" was also typed out on a mobile phone in KTV.

When I got home at 12 o'clock in the evening, they all slept comfortably, and I was the only one who struggled to write until 2:30 in the morning...

Congestion...

I feel that writing novels takes three hundred and sixty-five days, all year round.

Seeing that Master Mo is so diligent and hard working, let's support him with a monthly ticket.