The natives besieging Chuxiong retreated, and Prince Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't wait to go back to Kunming. The Yang Mansion is so small and simple, and the food and clothing are not worthy of the identity of the prince at all.

"Lord Wang, although the natives have withdrawn, Kunming City is still in the hands of the natives. After the Iron Tiger withdrew to Kunming, Shadingzhou had nearly 100,000 troops available at hand. Let's take a long-term view. Yang Weizhi comforted.

"Yang Bingbei, you are just too timid, no wonder you are a soldier now." Mu Wang Ye said optimistically: "Why did the natives retreat? It wasn't that the imperial court sent a counterinsurgency army to defeat the natives. Kunming can be recovered soon. Now that the local people are completely demoralized, it is a great opportunity for my generation to make contributions. I think that at the beginning, the ancestors of my Mu family also rode horses and whips, and I think that at the beginning, the ancestors of my Ming Mu family also fought bravely to kill the enemy......"

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Mu Wangye and Yang Weizhi rectified Chuxiong's soldiers and horses, gathered 30,000 troops, and rushed back to Kunming. You can't give up the great merit of recovering Kunming to the guest army.

The cardamom girl is full of pink reverie about the future. Mu Daimei frowned sometimes, sometimes her face flushed, sometimes thoughtful, her heart was like a thousand knots, and she turned around a thousand times, making Cuiling who was waiting on the side so anxious.

"Miss, you can't think about it." Cui Ling hurriedly said: "How can there be a good person who is a soldier?" Even if Demon King Zhu is young, it's always true that he kills people without blinking. How can a martial artist who is full of blood smell hurt people when he reads poetry and books? The young master is dignified and brilliant, which is a good match. ”

Mu Daimei looked up at Cui Ling and said, "You haven't seen the Zhu Demon King, why do you always say bad things about him?" Young Master Cousin? Do you like him? ”

"No, no," Cui Ling hurriedly shook her head and said, "How dare the slave dare to like the young master." The slave was just worried about the young lady. If...... If...... Huguang is thousands of miles away from Kunming, and it will be difficult to save relatives in the future. If it's a cousin young master...... Just living in Kunming, how good ......"

"The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker." Mu Dai said wistfully: "When will we be able to decide our own lives?" How is the Zhu Demon King? What about the young master? I don't have to listen to my father yet. ”

"Cuiling, you and I grew up together and are like sisters. If I had married, you would have had sex with you. If you don't want to leave Yunnan, you can tell me. Mu Daimei said softly: "I want to leave the palace, leave Kunming, leave Yunnan, and take a look at the outside world." ”

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Mu Wang Ye sent troops to Kunming City, full of confidence. Before leaving, boast about Haikou, let everyone in the palace get ready, and soon return to the Qianguo Mansion.

In less than a month, the city of Kunming was really recovered. But the prince was frightened in the fierce battle with the natives, and he couldn't afford to fall ill, and the power of the palace was naturally taken over by Mu Zhongxian, the prince of the world.

Mu Zhongxian, who usually has a loyal and honest image, gradually revealed his iron-blooded side. With the help of Zhu Shunming's power, he began to clean up and rectify Muwangfu, installed his cronies, and continued to expand his power inside and outside the mansion, and soon controlled part of the rights of Muwangfu and Kunming City.

For Mu Daimei, the transition of the power struggle in the palace has little to do with her. But Mu Zhongxian grasped the power of the palace, and the marriage between Mu Wangfu and Zhu Shunming was put on the agenda.

"Eighth sister, I have discussed with my father for my brother and decided to marry you to Zhu Shunming."

Mu Daimei was already mentally prepared, so she was not surprised, but listened quietly to Mu Zhongxian's arrangement.

"For the sake of Mu Wangfu, let you marry away from home, I am very sorry for you as a brother. For my brother, I beg my father to canonize you as the county lord, the county lord of Jianping. From now on, you will be called Mu Jianping. ”

Mu Daimei was a little sad. Since taking charge of the power of the palace, the eldest brother's whole person has changed. In order to win over Zhu Shunming, he was so impatient to marry himself.

There is no welcoming procession, no gongs and drums, no firecrackers, no eight-lift sedan chairs, no dowry that stretches for miles, and no blessings from family members......

The county lord of Jianping looked at the scene outside the carriage through the curtain of the carriage.

It's early winter, but the outside of Kunming, which is like spring all year round, is still lush and green, and flowers bloom regardless of the season. Occasionally, butterflies flutter among the flowers, lingering on the flowers from time to time, flashing their wings, and at the same time fanning the girl's heart.

The dowry of the county lord of Jianping was not much, only more than a hundred carries, and the four carriages were loaded. In addition to Cui Ling, there are only four rough maids and eight little maids who accompany the marriage. Such a little dowry item does not meet the specifications of the county lord's marriage at all.

The man did not come to greet him, and obviously did not attach importance to this family business.

Although he escaped from the cage of the palace, such an unappreciated marriage made Mu Jianping feel a trace of anger and apprehension in his heart. What does the future hold? What will the distant lake be like?

The girl Cuiling still followed Mu Jianping to marry Huguang. Without Miss, she wouldn't have had the opportunity to connect with the young master. Leaving Miss, can't you find someone to marry? The arrogant Cui Ling couldn't imagine the scene of sleeping with a rude subordinate.

But no matter how you look at Miss's marriage, it's not right. How could anyone marry the county lord in such a hurry and simplicity? Cui Ling is also full of worries about her future.

The carriage went all the way to the east and gradually approached Nanning County, Qujing Prefecture. The heart of the county lord of Jianping couldn't help but beat wildly. I'm going to see him. What will he do with himself? Rejoicing, complaining, longing...... All kinds of emotions welled up in her heart.

Zhu Shunming is not in Nanning County. Mu Jianping was disappointed, relieved, and angry. I don't take the county lord seriously.

Li Dingguo did not dare to slack off, and personally entertained Mu Jianping and his party.

Among Zhu Shunming's several women, Li Cuiwei's background is a thunder, Ruyu is a girl in a room, She Miaohua's sisters are Miao, and Chen Wanfang's background is Youling. None of them are of high origin.

Mu Jianping is a real golden branch and jade leaf compared to a few women, and he is worthy of the name of the lord of Daming.

The send-off party stayed in Qujing for two days and then continued eastward. Li Dingguo sent a team of men and horses to escort him.

The weather is getting colder, the sky is starting to snow, and the ground is gradually freezing. The send-off procession is a difficult march on a rugged mountain road.

Out of Qujing Mansion, Mu Jianping became depressed and haggard.

It turned out that Zhu Shunming had already married a wife, it turned out that he was just a concubine, it turned out that he was so unvalued, and all his worries were jokes...... Mu Jianping's heart was as cold as the weather outside the car.

"Miss......" Cui Ling cried, "Miss, you have to cheer up." Now that we've got it, we'll have to look at it. I heard that my uncle doesn't have children yet. If you can snatch the son, you won't be afraid of the bullying of the eldest woman......"

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It wasn't until the New Year that the family sending team arrived in Jiu'an Town, Chengbu County.

The Zhu Mansion, which had already received the news, put up lanterns and hung lanterns to welcome the arrival of the county lord.

Zhu Shunming is not at home, and how to treat this county lord has become a matter difficult for the Zhu Mansion to grasp.

According to Zhu Shunming's instructions, the county lord is just a concubine, and he is treated the same as Ruyu and others.

But is it really appropriate to snub a county lord?

Mu Jianping did not embarrass the Zhu Mansion. She fell ill, very sick, feverish, coughing, and wiggling, and her whole body curled up in a ball, as weak as a kitten.

Severe cold weather, difficult trips, disappointment about the future, huge mental gaps...... made the young county lord sick and dying.