Perhaps the wind and rain came, but the sky still couldn't be brightened, the clouds were pressed low, and the wind blew the windows and kept rattling. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mu Yuanmou was lying on the bed, his body had no strength, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

His eyes were half-closed, and the weakness of his limbs made his thoughts clearer and clearer, and decades of life seemed to flash in front of him in a flash, quickly, but also very clearly.

A face, a person, some cry and some laugh, he is sometimes in it, sometimes in the distance.

He remembered what Old Taijun Wu had said before leaving.

"Seek benevolence and get benevolence".

Irony, seriously.

Mu Yuanmou is not a person who can't see the situation clearly, he has calculated so much, when Mu Liankang returned to Beijing and Mu Lianxiao inherited the title, he already knew that it was hopeless to win the title.

A person who sets up a situation is most afraid of indulging in it, and even has no way out.

He left a way out, not for himself, but for Mu Liancheng.

Mu Tang is dead, what he said before he died, Mu Yuanmou is not sure.

At first, there was some hesitation, until Mu Lianyu died in battle and the title fell on the head of the long house, Mu Yuanmou realized that he couldn't go on like this.

He has a sharp temperament, and even if everyone is trying to hide it, the sense of alienation still hasn't escaped his perception.

It's not just the three-room and the long room, but even Mrs. Wu is a little different from him.

Just a few, but not all.

Mu Yuanmou guessed that Wu Lao Taijun had no empirical evidence, she may have known something, but she didn't believe it all, or she knew a little less.

He deliberately left loopholes.

The matter of the dew will be investigated everywhere, especially Wu Lao Taijun.

Mu Yuanmou planted a dew in Shaoxi Garden, and the original plan was not to let her inquire about any news, but to let Old Taijun Wu see that he was indeed reaching out to the long room.

When Lian broke his leg, he contracted the wind and cold again, and watched Mama Shan send Qingsong over, Mu Yuanmou thought that the old lady had made up his mind.

He hoped that the old lady would make up his mind.

He only has a son like Mu Liancheng, and he wants to pave the way for his son.

In the thirteenth year of Yong'an, Mu Liancheng was still young, and Mrs. Wu would not have thought that his grandson was involved, he was originally the mastermind of being a father, and he wanted to take his son out.

Not only to pick it up, but also to give Mu Liancheng a future.

Even if he can't inherit the title, even if he has more military achievements, he can't fight for a title comparable to the Marquis of Dingyuan, at least he is a brave general in the army who can be called in front of the saint.

Just like Ye Yuzhi.

Jingguo Mansion is a demon again, and there is no holy will, and Ye Yuzhi will not be able to cross the Guogong Mansion for the rest of his life.

But Ye Yuzhi can have another world outside the Guogong Mansion.

This is what Mu Yuanmou hopes to prepare for Mu Liancheng, even if they split up in the future, Mu Liancheng also has the capital to gain a foothold in Beijing.

At that time, there was a lack of support and support, especially from Mu Liankang and Mu Lianxiao.

Only when he Mu Yuanmou died, and only when he took care of everything alone, Mu Liancheng, who "didn't know the inside story at all", could get a help between the brothers.

He is a thorn in the heart of Changfang and Sanfang in one day, and only when he dies and dies in the hands of Wu Lao Taijun, can this matter be slowly turned over.

The layout, the vision, all without the travel pool.

Whether it was the dew or the Roulan he arranged to add another fire, at first, it was all in the plan.

He saw that Lian's leg couldn't get better, and he let himself drink the Chuanbei pear cup that he had added every day.

But in the end, it was still out of control.

It's like a drop of ink on a piece of paper, and it's all destroyed.

Mu Liancheng was seriously injured, Jiang Yu warmed the son in his belly and had a miscarriage, and the second room did not go back......

Nothing.

The corners of Mu Yuanmou's lips moved, and he didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh.

He begged for his own death, but he couldn't ask for the future of the second room.

Bang bang -

The wind swept the gravel against the window, which was exceptionally clear in the dark, like the hand of a child, slapping the window hard.

Mu Yuanmou remembers very well that many years ago, Mu Yuanan also came to photograph his window like this.

Mu Yuanan is a concubine, ten years younger than their three brothers, when Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming were driven by the old marquis to practice riding and archery in the horse farm outside the city, Mu Yuanan was only four or five years old.

Mu Yuanmou and Mu Yuanan are very close, and the two of them are in the house every day, and they talk more together every day than they say to Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming in a month.

Usually Mu Yuanan said, Mu Yuanmou listened to the side, heard him say that the practice was hard, that he didn't stand firm under his feet and fell, and ate a mouthful of mud.

Mu Yuanmou shook his head when he heard this.

When Mu Yuanan was six or seven years old, Mu Yuanmou went to the school to look for him.

Under the sun, Mu Yuanan was sweating all over his practice, and he happily greeted him and threw himself straight on him.

Before he pounced, he was set up by the master, and said with a straight face that Mu Yuanan had no rules, Mu Yuanmou was happy, and he didn't have to let him get mud on his clothes.

Mu Yuanan was trained, Mu Yuanmou looked down at the sweat handprints on the hem of his clothes, and subconsciously frowned.

Others say that he likes to be clean, but in fact, he really doesn't mind Mu Yuanan soiling his clothes, and it was the same a few years ago, he remembers that he said it twice, but no one believed him.

They all said that Mu Yuanmou has loved cleanliness since he was a child, and he loves cleanliness very much.

Scold......

What was he like when he was a child, he knew it himself, and he still wanted these minions to remind him?

He is about the same age as Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming, he has been together since he was a child, his brothers read, he also reads, his brothers practice martial arts, and he also practices martial arts.

Until one day, his parents suddenly discovered that his body could not practice kung fu.

Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming were in the school field all day long, Mu Yuanmou could only study and practice calligraphy in front of his mother, and when the brothers came back from practice, they rushed to ask for peace, the hem of their clothes was a little messy, and they were driven back by their mother to freshen up, he was the only one, and even the ink on the cuffs would not be stained.

If you don't stick it, you won't touch it, he is so clean, and he is different from Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming.

They will, he won't, he doesn't need to, anyway, what he can do well, the brothers can't do it.

But they're still brothers, they're all brothers.

Mu Yuanan too, if Mu Yuanan stained his clothes, he would definitely not be angry.

In the ninth year of Yong'an, Mu Yuanan died in battle to save the old marquis.

When the coffin arrived in Beijing, Mu Yuanmou stood in front of the spirit and thought a lot, thinking about the boy who would slap his window hard, and the young man who was drunk on the wedding night and stammered to his brothers, "I also have a daughter-in-law".

He thought about it a lot, thinking about what would happen to the Yuanhou Mansion without Mu Yuanan?

Some things change, some things don't.

What if the old marquis is gone? Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming are gone?

After a heavy dream all night, when he woke up, Mu Yuanmou figured out that the title was there, and there would always be someone to inherit the title.

Who says he can't? He can't practice martial arts, but he is also surnamed Mu, and his son is also surnamed Mu.

It's not that he didn't hesitate, at first, he was frightened and determined, but he still walked forward step by step.

Jiu Shilu said

Card ending, card life has no love.

When the editor asked me in the afternoon, I said that it was almost 10,000 words, which surprised her.

Actually, 96 has always had problems with the control of the number of words, sometimes the number of words will explode, sometimes it can't be written at all, and it will be twisted by itself, but from the outline, really, that's it.

Seriously, if it weren't for Kavin, I would have been able to "finish the whole thing" a long time ago.

And about this chapter, as I said in the comment area, Mu Yuanmou will not be soft-hearted to the old lady, he is all for his son.