"It's so late?" Mu Zi was a little surprised, she had been here for more than an hour, and she thought that the thin pages left by her grandfather would soon be able to read them!

The preciousness of this hand-tie was all the more evident in this, and that it was only a few pages that would have benefited one immensely, and that there were twenty-seven copies of the Codex, and if she had studied them all, many things would have been solved.

The Mu family is worthy of being a prestigious family, the unique insights and knowledge left by the predecessors have laid a good foundation for the descendants, and the descendants have consolidated and continued on this basis, pioneering and innovative, and each generation has cultivated a lot of outstanding young people, passed on from generation to generation......

If it weren't for grandfathers and fathers...... How did the Anle Hou Mansion end up with no one to inherit it now?

Mu Zi clenched her fists, if she had five points of doubt about her grandfather and father dying on the battlefield before, now it has become ten. After reading his grandfather's codex, and knowing that he had such a deep interest and knowledge in martial arts and the art of war, how could Mu Zi believe that they would be ambushed by the enemy and end up with no bones left?

There must be something strange about this! It's just that after 20 years, it will be difficult to re-examine this matter.

But...... No bones?

Mu Zi's footsteps paused slightly, and Xue Jinhong was also boneless.

So is it possible that the grandfather and father, like Xue Jinhong, are still alive, but living in seclusion in a place she doesn't know?

And what about mothers? Will it be like Wang Junyao, who gave birth to her and left after death?

But it's been twenty years, and there's not a word from them. Mu Zi didn't know whether to just guess like this. She wished they were still alive, but she couldn't understand their silence.

If they were alive, with their grandfather's ability, they would always find an opportunity to deliver news to the capital for so many years, right?

Qingyang, could it really be her younger brother? Otherwise, why is the president so similar to his father? However, if it is really the father's child, how can he be so depressed?

With the skills of his father and grandfather, even if he doesn't have a Hou Mansion, he will definitely be able to live comfortably, how can he make his heirs almost to the point of begging for a living like a green sheep?

Mu Zi walked to the front hall with a heavy heart, and Mu Bo had just arranged for someone to put the dishes on the table.

Eight dishes and one soup, all of which are full of color, flavor and flavor. Everyone in the Anle Hou Mansion has been on the battlefield, and they are not very particular about food, nor do they like extravagance, eight dishes, no more, no less, just everyone can accept it, and they will neither feel extravagant nor slack.

Sister Yuan has now begun to eat some supplementary food, and a bowl of goose-yellow rice soup on the table exudes a rich sweetness, which makes people have an appetite when they see it.

The meal was peaceful and warm, and Mu Bo smiled slightly when he saw that Mu Zi was eating seriously and sweetly.

After the meal, it was Mu Bo who asked Mu Zi first, "Miss went to see Hou Ye's codex?" What's the catch? ”

"Well," Mu Zi nodded, "I benefited a lot!" I don't know when my grandfather recorded those exercises and the art of war? ”

Mu Bo was stunned when he heard this, thought about it carefully, and quickly remembered, "That codex was written by Hou Ye before he went to the battlefield for the first time. Speaking of this, he smiled, "Master Hou is worried that he won't be able to come back if he goes this time, so he recorded some moves and tactics that he summarized on weekdays. ”

"Before the first battle? Isn't that ......" Mu Zi was a little stunned.

"Hou Ye was not yet twenty years old that year!" Mu Bo nodded in affirmation.