No matter how much Peng Yanning is obsessed with money, no matter how much he wants to get money from Mu Yishan, he still has to be able to listen to this reasonable word, "If you don't get the uncle down completely, it's useless to think about anything!" ”

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Ren Wansha immediately blurted out the words of the top person, "I said Xiao Zhang, these good words and bad words have been left to you alone, and what our prince does is wrong, so why don't you just take this hot potato?" ”

This time, there was no need for Zhang Changjian to refute him, Mu Lingxuan had already shook his head and denied it, "Changjian has already made it very clear, this is originally an exam question given to me by my father, whether I like to do it or not, whether I want to do it or not, it has to be completed." ”

"If this will run to tell my father, I won't do it, then the son of the world will not become the bloodless seed?!"

"Without the most basic responsibility, do I deserve to continue to sit in this position?"

Ren Wansha's experience in the early years was very miserable, so this person's temperament was ruthless, to put it bluntly, he could play torture so slippery, psychologically it must be different from ordinary people.

It's just that Mu Lingxuan not only saved him from fire and water, but also acted in a bright and upright manner over the years, and has never only taken the sunny avenue, at this point, it is especially admired by Ren Wansha, who is in the dark but longs for the sunshine.

He was absolutely convinced by his master, and immediately slapped the table and shouted, "You don't take responsibility, so who else is responsible?" ”

"Xuanping Hou Shizi is only qualified by you, others, don't even think about it!"

The atmosphere was a little hot for a while, Peng Yanning was older, and he became more and more calm at this moment, he comforted Ren Wansha a few words, and slightly adjusted the out-of-control atmosphere.

He smiled at Mu Lingxuan and suggested, "Lord Shizi, my subordinates have an idea here, you listen to it first, and see if it can be done." ”

Mu Lingxuan nodded, "Sir, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Peng Yanning ran his hand along the gray beard that was more than a foot long, glanced at Ren Wansha and Zhang Changjian, and said very calmly, "What Chang Xiaozhang said just now is already the worst result, since this is the case, then the prince might as well act according to the law, what sentence should be sentenced to the uncle's crime, you are all innocent one by one, one by one." ”

"Lao Sha is an expert in this regard, he is most familiar with the law of the Great Zhou, so he will complete the draft, and add a few words of your own when the prince engraves it, and it will be."

Ren Wansha grinned when he heard this, patted his chest and said: "Lord Shizi, don't worry, your subordinates will definitely list the uncle's crimes clearly, and they will not write a little more useless, and they will never miss a little mistake!" ”

Mu Lingxuan smiled and arched his hand, "In this way, I will work hard for you." ”

Peng Yanning continued with a smile, "That's what my subordinates think, when you hand over this document, add this sentence, 'Mana is nothing more than human affection, father, you are the master of the Hou Mansion, the governor of the Western Lands, how should the eldest brother be sentenced for this crime, say a thousand things and ten thousand, or father, you have the final say." In this way, everything you should do has been done, and whether the uncle lives or dies, then it is up to our Hou Ye to have the final say." ”

After listening to this, Ren Wansha thought in his heart, "Didn't you push things back to Hou Ye again?" ”

"Sure enough, it's a cunning old fox!" He looked at Peng Yanning, who was still serious and didn't show any extra emotions, and couldn't help but point to the person opposite, and scolded with a smile, "Cunning." ”

"It's so cunning!"

Zhang Changjian clapped his hands and laughed, fully supporting Peng Yanning's approach, "Old Peng's method is very good, let's kick the ball back to Hou Ye, and see what Hou Ye and his old man will say." ”

Mu Lingxuan thought about it carefully, and felt that he could only do this for the time being, and only by pushing the matter back to his own Lao Tzu could he take the initiative back into his hands again.

After all, this time is different from the past, and he is still thinking about the conditions with Lao Tzu and finalizing the marriage between himself and the little girl, so he can't care about being cunning or not.

After making up his mind, Mu Lingxuan immediately left Ren Wansha behind, and the two were busy in the small study for a day and a night, and then they sorted out all the things about Mu Yishan and wrote a submission of tens of thousands of words.

Looking at the submission with the light blue cover in front of him, Mu Lingxuan let out a long breath, opened his mouth to call someone to come in and serve, and asked Hanwen to run to the outer courtyard, saying that he had something to say to Master Hou to see when his old man was free.

Ren Wansha looked at the burly, in fact, he was sparse inside, he was a fake warrior, a real literati, he had been up for so long, he had long since died, not to mention the blue and black under his eyes, even sitting there, he couldn't help shaking.

Mu Lingxuan, who watched it, was funny and distressed, so he simply let Caolu boil ginseng soup, and at least make up for his subordinates.

A bowl of steaming ginseng soup was served, Ren Wansha's eyes were finally able to open, looking at Mu Lingxuan's radiant spirit, eating two cages of meat buns, two chapters of mille-feuille oil cakes, a plate of crystal pot stickers, a bowl of mutton dumplings and a bowl of millet pumpkin porridge, he was deeply convinced, gave a thumbs up and praised: "The prince is really the spirit of dragon horses, his subordinates admire it, and his subordinates envy it." ”

Mu Lingxuan rinsed his mouth, picked up the handkerchief presented by Sizhao, wiped off the water stains on his lips, and said with a smile, "It's not difficult for you to be energetic like this, let Yiming give you three months of intensive training, and let you live and live!" ”

When Ren Wansha heard this, he was so frightened that the bun in his mouth was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down, so he poured 20,000 gruel before he could be regarded as going down.

He waved his hand and said: "Don't make this kind of joke, Mu Yiming's kid is darker than me, if I get under him, life and death are two words!" ”

Mu Lingxuan and Sizhao both laughed.

Ren Wansha was embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic, "Don't you really need to rest and go to see Hou Ye again?" ”

"No, I'm fine, and besides, this matter has dragged on long enough, hurry up and end it, so I can do other things with my heart."

So, Mu Lingxuan and Mu Dedi, father and son, who have not seen each other for several months, sat face-to-face in the study for the third time in just three days, and there was not even a person around them, which was not intimate.

Mu Detai looked at the submission in his hand, a 10,000-word article, in addition to the various crimes committed by Mu Yishan, it is the punishment for his crimes according to the laws of the Great Zhou, the whole text is clean and concise, on the matter, not a word of nonsense, not a single personal color has been added, it is completely businesslike.

But when he thought about it again, when Mu Lingxuan handed the things to him, the few words he said pushed things back as they were.

It's basically like, 'I've told you everything about what to do, but it's up to you how to deal with it, and I have no opinion.'" ’

Mu Detai really felt that this son had changed, became sleek, cunning, and roundabout.

is no longer the usual fierce and domineering style, whoever has a hard fist is the king......

As the future heir of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, Mu Lingxuan's change from ruthless to gentle, of course Mu Deqi is happy to see, but at the moment, the things in his hand are hot, and he can't help but complain a little, "This kid, if he doesn't change his temper sooner or later, why will this change?" ”

"Is it possible, I'm a son, and I really want to bow my head to my son?"

In view of Mu Yishan's actual situation, he has completely touched his bottom line, Mu Detai must clean him up this time, at least the important gateway Xuhu Pass can't let this guard go.

In case Mu Yishan's brain was hot that day, and he planned to let Rong Di help him kill all the people who were in the way, he only needed to open the door of Xuhu and immediately let Rong Di's army in.

At that time, the people of the West suffered from the sin, the face of the Great Zhou Dynasty was trampled into the mud by Rong Di, and he Mu Dedi, and even the entire Xuanping Marquis Mansion, became the unforgivable sinners of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

With this rebel's demonic ambition, he was greedy like a hungry wolf who could never get enough to eat, and Mu Detai didn't dare to let him take charge of the army anymore.

If this person's heart also fell into darkness completely, and he thought that Lao Tzu was eccentric, and then hit the idea of Lao Tzu's younger brother to kill together, wouldn't he dig a pit and jump for himself?

Therefore, Mu Yishan must be taken, but he must really order him to be killed...... Mu Detai was a little unbearable, thinking that when this child was a child, he was also a good child who was soft, and he also hugged his legs with a smile and was coquettish.

The reason why he is competing with Mu Lingxuan now is that he, the old man, is also to blame.

If he can keep suppressing it, not letting the concubine be born, or never giving the concubine the slightest hope that he can attack the lord, and raise people according to the path that the concubine should take, then Mu Yishan will not become the madman who is now willing to give up everything and only think that he can become the heir of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion.

The 10,000-word submission, not long, not short, for Mu Detai, who has been dealing with official documents all day, after reading it, it is the work of two teas, and the rest of the time, in fact, is thinking about it, and the final conclusion, that is, he is afraid that he is really going to bow his head in front of his son this time.

Mu Detai thought about it in his heart for a long time, thinking about how to tell this son so that he could leave Mu Yishan alive.

He looked at the submission, his eyes were empty, this silence was for a long time, this kind of silent oppression was the most difficult, Rao is Mu Lingxuan had more confidence, and then made up his mind, gradually, he also felt flustered.

Finally, he decided, or he would have to talk about it first, looking at the embarrassment of his relatives, his eyebrows were almost connected, so old, don't worry about it again.

Mu Lingxuan thought that he was still a person who knew how to be filial, and sighed softly in his heart, "For the sake of you not yelling, you used Lao Tzu's big hat to press me and force me to let the boss live, so I'll build a staircase for you." ”

"Father, the eldest brother is in the Hou Mansion now, under the noses of you and me, come to think of it, with our father and son watching, he won't toss other things, you just slowly think about how to deal with him." Mu Lingxuan stood up, walked to the bookcase, clasped his fists, and said respectfully to his father, "My son has an important matter at the moment, and I want to explain it to you." ”

As soon as he heard Mu Lingxuan's tone, as well as the words 'Yuming' he used at the end, it can be seen that this matter is extremely important to someone, and Mu Dexuan's heart immediately raised the old high, I don't know what kind of moth this son who doesn't play cards according to reason.

"Ahem, ahem." He cleared his throat to hide his little gaffe, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Well, there is something between you and my father and son, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Just sit down, you don't have to stand."

In the face of his father's kindness, Mu Lingxuan shook his head, and still stood extremely firmly in front of Mu Dexuan's bookcase, with a tall posture, like an arrogant green pine on the edge of the cliff, and his eyes were firm, like the brightest stars in the sky!

He would have a fire burning in his heart, and he didn't want to go around in circles anymore, so he said bluntly, "Father, my son is sixteen this year, and when you are sixteen years old, you have already married your mother." ”

"When my son entered Beijing this time, he fell in love with a young lady and wanted to ask his father and mother to complete it."

is a simple two sentences, but it contains Mu Lingxuan's determination to break the kettle and sink the boat, and vow not to give up until the goal is achieved!

"Stinky boy! Is this a condition for you? "Mu De saw that his son was playing tricks with his own son for the sake of a woman, how could he be happy?

immediately glared at Mu Lingxuan fiercely, the eldest son really wanted to save his life, but the marriage of the sister-in-law was also very important!

Mu Lingxuan's wife will be the mistress of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion in the future, but she can't marry a small family girl who is out of tune, a small family, and a stingy little family.

You have to be like your own wife, a dignified and virtuous person!

Mu Detai put down the submission in his hand, picked up the tea cup next to him and took a sip, the time was too long, the tea was already slightly cold, and it was not easy to spit it out in front of his son, he could only frown, and took it in his mouth for a while, and then swallowed the warm water, and then said unhurriedly, "Oh, you have encountered such a good thing when you enter Beijing this time?" ”

"Tell me first, whose daughter is it."

"For the father, put the words in his head first, if the son can't get on the stage, then the father would rather watch your eldest brother die, and he will never agree!"

That's what I said, it's so categorical that I don't even have the slightest room to turn around.

Obviously, every word of what Mu Dexuan said was for Mu Lingxuan, but I don't know why, but when I heard Mu Lingxuan's ears, I only felt that the whole person was like being in a warm spring, and my whole body was extremely comfortable?

"My father would rather my eldest brother die, and he must let me marry a good wife, does this mean that in my father's heart, my weight is still heavier than that of my eldest brother?"

Thinking like this, Mu Lingxuan's originally cold face couldn't help but soften a little.

"What my son is happy with is not the daughter of a small family." Unconsciously, even this person's voice became softer, "It's Lan Fu Yin's daughter, Chongbei Hou's granddaughter, who is at home for five, Lan Jiayin, Miss Lan Wu!"

(To be continued.) )