Before leaving, Mu Ziqian told Ah Qi to accompany Qiu Jinghao and Ming Jin to school, and he took the car and went straight to the headquarters of Longhutang.

The school that Mu Ziqian chose for Ming Jin is an international bilingual kindergarten, and the children enrolled in it are either rich or expensive, and Qiu Jing is good at saying that he hopes that Ming Jin will grow up in an ordinary environment.

Finally, after soliciting the meaning of Mingjin, a public kindergarten was selected.

After seeing the mother and son, Principal Jia and Yan Yuese took the two to visit the campus and meet with the teacher, as if she was the leader who came to inspect, Qiu Jinghao didn't have to guess and knew that this was all arranged by Mu Ziqian.

The teacher who taught Ming Jin was chosen by himself, it was the first time Qiu Jinghao had encountered such a ridiculous thing, a row of teachers stood there, let Ming Jin choose, Mu Ziqian was simply enough.

She felt that it was necessary to talk to him when she went back, and giving Ming Jin such a special would have an adverse effect on his character and personality.

At that time, in a majestic building on Yulin Road, the city wall was towering, the blue bricks and stone tiles, the courtyard pattern was very large, and the century-old foundation of Longhutang was rooted in this Longhutang rudder.

Mu Ziqian sat on the main seat, holding a cup of purple sand tea in his hand, his face was cold, his body was solemn, and on both sides sat the heads of each branch, Zhou Qiliang sat on the left hand side closest to Mu Ziqian.

There was silence in the hall, and an incense burner was placed on the table of the Eight Immortals, burning with a hard-to-find heavy spice, and there was a faint and elegant fragrance in the air.

Mu Ziqian came out at the age of twelve, and the people who came out of the bottom of the market naturally had different temperaments from others, and then after the training of the old man Mu, he took over the power of the Mu family at the age of twenty, and his mind and foresight were comparable to the fox of the thousand-year-old Tao, and the three worlds of military, government and business were also easily played by him between applause, such wise and cunning people were called Mu Fox on the road.

There are thirteen rudders in the Dragon Tiger Hall, that is, thirteen masters, Mu Ziqian's left and right hands are Ah Qi and the madman, and Fu Feiyang is his cronies.

But today's regular meeting was a notice issued yesterday, and the thirteen heads of the house, but twelve people came, Mu Ziqian's eyes swept indifferently at the vacant seats not far away.

A cool voice tore through the silence and asked, "Who gave the notice?"

The audience was silent, and the second master, Zhou Qiliang, stood up a step, "Mr. Mu, the notice was issued by me." ”

Mu Ziqian lowered his eyes and lightly grinded the purple sand teacup, "Didn't anyone fall behind?"

Zhou Qiliang understood what he meant, and affirmed: "If you go back to the big boss, no, all the notices have been given." ”

Hearing this, Mu Ziqian closed his eyes and nodded his head, and Zhou Qiliang retreated to the chair and sat down.

After that, Mu Ziqian didn't speak, no one dared to speak, everyone sat on the chair and sweated for the twelve masters.

The sky outside the door was gray, the climate at the end of autumn was not as cold as winter, but it was also cold, the door of the hall was wide open, and a room full of people were blowing cold wind.

There is a rule in the Dragon and Tiger Hall, all the heads of the house are present to discuss matters behind closed doors, and when the brothers outside the door see that the door of the hall is closed, they naturally know that there are important matters to discuss in the hall, so they will avoid the front door and take a detour.

The madman had a cold face and swept everyone around, everyone's expressions were precarious, but the eleventh master, who was sitting next to the twelve masters, was very leisurely, not only did not show fear, but picked up the teacup on the table and drank it himself.

This tea is on a piece of the next person, Mu Ziqian has not drunk it yet, who dares to drink it first. But this eleventh master has already drunk half a pot.

Mu Ziqian raised his eyelashes slightly, and a sharp look glanced at the eleventh master, his silent eyes, the madman nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Ah Qi is not here today, accompany Qiu Jinghao and Ming Jin to see the kindergarten, the reason why the madman and Ah Qi can be Mu Ziqian's right-hand man, in addition to his skills, the most important thing is the heart and soul connection, what he thinks, a look, a movement, the two of them know it in their hearts.

Mu Ziqian retracted his eyes, took a sip of tea, and said unhurriedly, "The tea is almost cold, don't you still drink it?"

The people in the audience replied respectfully: "Mr. Mu, please drink first." ”

Because of everyone's words, the eleventh master paused slightly, but he quickly recovered his indifference, picked up the teapot and poured a cup.

Mu Ziqianyun smiled lightly, put the teacup on the table, and looked at Zhou Qiliang with dark eyes, "Second child." ”

"Yes. Zhou Qiliang stood up almost immediately and stepped forward, "Mr. Mu, please command?"

Mu Ziqian said in a deep voice: "The routine meeting is a rule that has not been changed since the establishment of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, this family has family rules, the state has national laws, without rules, there will be no Fang Yuan, let you notify the matter is not done, that is your responsibility, know what to do?"

Zhou Qiliang wrinkled his eyebrows and bowed his head, "I'll go and get the punishment." ”

Mu Ziqian raised his hand, and the madman took down a long black whip from the wall in the hall.

Zhou Qiliang turned around and walked out of the hall, standing in the center of the compound, and the madman walked in and handed him a handful of bǐ shǒu, "Bit, don't bite off your tongue for a while." ”

Zhou Qiliang took the bǐ shǒu of the leather scabbard, thanked him, and bit it into his mouth.

The quadrangular compound, the high walls of the deep palace, and the sound of ten whips, shook the sky.

Zhou Qiliang returned to the hall, his face was pale, beads of sweat on his forehead, the madman gasped roughly, and replied: "Mr. Mu, the second master has accepted the punishment." ”

Mu Ziqian lifted his eyelids, "Got it." ”

Zhou Qiliang's back was blooming, his clothes were hanging on his body in tatters, Mu Ziqian didn't say anything to let him go down to heal, and Zhou Qiliang sat back in his position.

A pot of tea, from hot to cold, finally the thirteenth man staggered.

Twelve masters Xu Qing, people give the nickname Xu Sanlang, the meaning of desperate Sanlang. But this person is treacherous and ruthless, his father is the branch master of the deceased Twelve Halls, and Xu Qing succeeds to the position of the old hall master. He has been in the Dragon and Tiger Hall for a longer time than Mu Ziqian, and when he didn't have him, everyone praised the twelve hall masters for having a son who could achieve great things, but since Mu Ziqian appeared, everyone's eyes seemed to shift to him, and he looked down on Mu Ziqian the most in the same generation, firstly, because he was from a bad background, everyone knew that Mu Ziqian was Mu Zhihang's illegitimate son, and secondly, because of Mu Ziqian's temperament, he was always alone, and he was not close to them at all, which gave people a very arrogant feeling.

Therefore, after Xu Qing took over the Twelve Halls, he began to quickly expand and strengthen his own power, and at the same time recruited other members of the gang to isolate Mu Ziqian and seek opportunities to seize power.

"Yo, everyone has arrived?" Xu Qing walked into the hall unhurriedly, and said in a mocking tone: "I'm sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road." ”

After speaking, he sat down in his position without greeting Mu Ziqian, Mu Ziqian's cold gaze moved over, silent but terrifying.

The people present, except for the eleventh master and the seventh child, the rest of them all bowed their heads and were silent.

Mu Ziqian suddenly laughed, "Hehe" Although the laughter was shallow, it made people's hearts tremble, Zhou Qiliang glanced at Xu Qing, the master of the Twelve Halls, and retracted his eyes viciously.

"Twelve, everyone can understand this traffic jam, and they can all run into it, just when people arrive. ”

Hearing this, Xu Qing smiled proudly, the thirteen branches, belonging to his twelve halls of business and the most extensive area, forty percent of the profits of the Dragon and Tiger Hall are exported from him, Mu Ziqian must be afraid of him for three points, otherwise one day he will establish himself as the king, wouldn't he Mu Ziqian lack a large piece of Jinshan resources.

These are Xu Qing's own thoughts, but Mu Ziqian is not unaware, there is a reason why he can endure him to this day.

"Hahaha" Xu Qing laughed, he picked up the tea on the table, and did not respect the tea Mu Ziqian, took a sip of it himself, and continued: "Mr. Mu is magnanimous and sympathetic to the hardships of our group of brothers. With a master like you, we are naturally willing to follow you. ”

Xu Qing's words, there are words in the words, they sound flattering Mu Ziqian, but they are actually threats, you allow me, I will follow you with my brother, if not, everyone will break up.

"Old Twelve!" Zhou Qiliang shouted loudly, and pointed at Xu Qing angrily with the red bloody clothes on his back, "How can you talk to the big boss! This hall is still surnamed Mu, don't be too presumptuous!"

Mu Ziqian glanced at Zhou Qiliang, and then listened to Xu Qing's voice and said: "Eh? I said the second child, which sentence did you listen to me to be presumptuous? Did I say anything insulting to the big boss? Don't rely on the big boss to spoil you, just spray people with blood, and everything has to be evidenced." Xu Qing changed the conversation, "Yes, Mr. Mu, do you hear it?"

Mu Ziqian raised his eyebrows lightly, and he was elegant and calm in a black suit, which turned his body full of anger into a clear breeze.

"Twelve, the Dragon and Tiger Hall has risen and fallen for a hundred years, every hall master is a person who abides by the rules, and the hall rules not only bind you, but also restrain me and all the brothers in the gang. There are rules to manage people and things in the hall, so I naturally don't need to worry too much. Moreover, as the hall master, you naturally have to be broad-minded, otherwise there are so many people in the hall, who don't see it, and I will put it in my heart if I cause a little trouble, I think I really won't live long. ”

When it came to the end, Mu Ziqian smiled without a smile, but the corners of his lips tightened into a straight line, Mu Ziqian at that time was the most terrifying, how much ability he had, how much influence, in a word, as long as his heart was not smooth, people in half of the city would not want to live to see the sun tomorrow.

Mu Ziqian glanced at the teacup, and the people behind him immediately replaced it with a new pot of tea, which was full of fragrance and moist and warm mouth.

He picked up a cup and moistened his throat, "Twelve, the regular meeting in the hall is held once a month, and even so, the second child has given notice in advance. All the hall masters arrived on time, and some of the people who were farther than you also arrived in the hall yesterday to settle down, why are you late?

Xu Qing panicked inexplicably, this is the terrifying thing about Mu Ziqian, a look, a word will make you scared.

"Mr. Mu, there is an eight-figure business in the branch hall, and I want to handle it personally, so I came late. You see, I'm delaying the regular meeting for the sake of the church, so bear with me. ”

Mu Ziqian's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, picked up the purple sand teacup, and beckoned to Xu Qing, "Come, old twelve." ”

Xu Qing twisted his eyebrows and was confused, and Mu Ziqian smiled indifferently, "Come, the eight-figure business, and I will contribute to the hall as the hall master, and I will toast you with a cup of tea for the brothers to express my gratitude." ”

Xu Qing was overjoyed in his heart, and the Twelfth Master who was sitting at the door also danced with his eyebrows, and raised Erlang's legs, and that posture obviously didn't take the others seriously.

The knuckle hand pinched the teacup and sent it over without hurrying, but Xu Qing proudly walked on the steps where he could stand when he was a family, Xu Qing took the cup, but Mu Ziqian let go first, the cup fell freely, Xu Qing was frightened and instinctively took it, his hands were all exposed on the rosewood table, no one saw Mu Ziqian's movements clearly, only heard a sound, Xu Qing's hand was pierced through the palm by the falling purple sand cup and nailed to the wooden table.

The fragments of the teacup splashed down, and the smell of blood instantly overshadowed the agarwood