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Mu Tang followed the abbot master back to Qinglian Temple, became a monk, and his Dharma name was Kongming.

"I've been waiting, waiting until the day when I can speak," Mu Tang's voice trembled violently, and every word seemed to exert all his strength, "I've thought about it, maybe I won't be able to wait for a lifetime, Shizi, if you don't achieve anything, I will die in Qinglian Temple, and I won't tell the truth." ”

Mu Lianxiao pursed his lips, and he suddenly realized that what Mu Tang wanted to tell him was far more than he thought, and it surprised him even more.

After telling the truth about Mu Liankang's disappearance, what else could Mu Tang say?

Mu Lianxiao gasped.

Mu Tang took a few steps forward, his eyes swept back and forth on Mu Liankang and Mu Lianxiao's faces, and finally stared at Mu Lianxiao's eyes: "The old marquis, the eldest master, and the third master were killed in battle, not in battle." ”

The words like a thunderbolt in the clear sky exploded in the minds of Mu Liankang and Mu Lianxiao.

It was too violent, too sudden, and the explosion made both of them speechless, just looking at Mu Tang in a daze.

It's a death in battle, it's not a death in battle.

If this sentence had been before, Mu Lianxiao might not have been able to comprehend it all at once, but thinking of his experience outside Gumeili City this time, he would have understood.

If he had been cut off from behind by the traitor, if he had died on the battlefield, if he had disappeared and could not return, then he had been "killed in battle, but not in battle", and he had died at the hands of his own people.

Mu Lianxiao's figure shook, leaning on the thick bamboo before she stopped.

His scalp was numb, Mu Tang's words repeatedly sounded in his ears, he pinched his palm hard, and said, "You mean, grandfather, father, and third uncle, they are all ......

They all died at the hands of the second uncle?

Why? ”

Why, for the sake of the knighthood, this answer makes people fall into an ice cellar.

"Back then, the fourth master died to save the old marquis, which reminded the second master that anything can happen on the battlefield, and dying on the battlefield will not make people suspicious." Mu Tang talked about old things.

In the thirteenth year of Yong'an, what happened on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang and who did it, Mu Tang didn't know, but he was sure that it was Mu Yuanmou's handwriting.

After the death of the old marquis, Mu Yuance, and Mu Yuanming, only Mu Liankang and Mu Lianxiao stopped on the road of the second room.

Mu Yuanmou chose to move Mu Liankang first.

Mu Liankang is old, and in the absence of a grandson, Mu Liankang can be pressed on Mu Liancheng's head.

And if Mu Liankang dies and Mu Lianxiao becomes the son, he is younger than Mu Liancheng, and his achievements will not be ahead of Mu Liancheng.

The most important thing is to be safe and secure.

Compared with Mu Liankang's disappearance, Mu Lianxiao's whereabouts are unknown, which will make outsiders suspicious.

Mu Tang knew all of Mu Yuanmou's plans, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He gambled and didn't take Mu Liankang's life, and now it seems that he won the bet and Mu Liankang survived.

Yong'an arrived in Beijing in the fourteenth year, and the saint even went to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion to pay a reward and mourn.

Mu Tang couldn't say anything.

If the saint knew that he had given the infinite glory of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, and he had rewarded countless Mu families, behind the merits of this blood, there was the internal strife of the Mu family, and the entire Hou Mansion would be finished.

The infighting was originally unsightly, not to mention that they were still waiting for an opportunity to murder Mu Shiyuan's father and son on the battlefield.

This is not to take the war between the court and the Tartars in mind, this is to take the lives of countless generals, soldiers, and people at the border pass to fight for power and profit, and this is a naked contempt for imperial power.

Not to mention the beheading of the entire Hou Mansion, with the sacrifices of the imperial court and the Tartar War in those years, it is not an exaggeration for the Mu family to punish the nine clans.

When the time comes, where is the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion? What is Mu Lianxiao's life?

The Mu family has no way to turn over, and the Mu family can't even leave a trace of blood.

Say it, and there's nothing.

Even if he secretly told Wu Lao Taijun that when the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was pinched by the second room, he couldn't hide it from Mu Yuanmou at all.

Once he knows that his deeds have failed, Mu Yuanmou will no longer be cautious and slowly, and he will dispose of Mu Lianxiao with thunder.

There is only the only bloodline left in the second room of the Dingyuan Hou Mansion, except for passively accepting everything, Wu Lao Taijun will not tell the world, she can't let the Hou Mansion die in her hands.

Mu Tang can only say it when Mu Lianxiao grows up, when he makes great achievements and inherits the title, when he has made great achievements, and when he has the ability to straighten out the internal strife in the Hou Mansion behind closed doors.

"This is something that must never let the slightest rumor be heard outside," Mu Tang sat down cross-legged, he was a little tired, "Shizi, even if you have military exploits now, the truth was presented to the Holy Lord back then, and the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion does not exist, maybe, for the sake of the surprise attack on Gumeili, the Holy Lord left you a life, and you can be exiled for three thousand miles, is it the result you want?" ”

Mu Lianxiao's face turned pale.

Mu Tang's words had a huge impact on him.

Knowing that Mu Yuanmou was the murderer of Mu Liankang's disappearance, and knowing that the second room was planning a title, in Mu Lianxiao's heart, his feelings for his second uncle had changed, and he was no longer as trusting and respectful as before, but Mu Lianxiao didn't expect that even the deaths of his grandfather, father and third uncle were a conspiracy.

His second uncle, let alone a nephew, is a vicious person who can even kill his father and brother.

Emotionally, it was difficult for him to accept it for a while, and he even wanted to suspect that every word Mu Tang said was a lie to him, but reason told him that what Mu Tang said might really be the truth.

Leaning on the thick bamboo, Mu Lianxiao's back hurt again, and he simply slid down the bamboo and sat on the ground.

Mu Lianxiao clenched his teeth, his eyes burned, hot tears welled up in his sockets, he raised his head and covered his eyes with his hands.

In my mind, it is scene after scene from my childhood.

His grandfather and father taught him to learn calligraphy, to dance a spear, and to ride and shoot.

His grandfather and father taught him all his skills, and they died at the hands of his loved ones.

How cruel!

However, for the glory of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion and for the inheritance, even if he knew the truth, he couldn't shout revenge.

For the sake of revenge, to lose the entire Hou Mansion and the Mu family, this is by no means what the old Hou Ye wants to see.

As Mu Tang said, behind closed doors.

His heart hurts, for Wu Lao Taijun, for the Zhou family, for the Xu family, and for the hearts of those who are left behind.

Mu Liankang's expression was also full of pain, he still couldn't think of anything, but even from a bystander's point of view, the truth was hurtful enough, not to mention, he was not a bystander.

It was his grandfather, his father, who was forced to lose his memory, and his mother, who suffered for nine years for his father's death and his disappearance.

The heart is like a knife, and the heart is really like a knife.

"Mu Tang," Mu Liankang clenched his back molars, he said slowly and deeply: "You are my enemy and my benefactor, you left me a life." If you insisted on saving me at that time, not only me, maybe Ah Xiao would have died. I have returned, and your sins have been atoned for. ”

Mu Tang, who was sitting cross-legged, had tears in his cloudy eyes, his hands folded, and he didn't move.

Mu Liankang squatted in front of him, tried his snort, reached out to close his eyelids, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Xiao, Master Kong Ming is sitting down." (To be continued.) )