Chapter 578: Hundred Generations of Reincarnation Tribulation (Part II)
Miao Jiang's welcoming team soon came, and in the face of the intention of the most powerful small border country, the rulers of the Great Fan Dynasty were naturally overjoyed, and they were eager to marry the most beautiful princess directly.
However, to the surprise of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military ministers, it was indeed the daughter of Mu Jingwen, the leader of the martial arts alliance, who was asked to marry by the envoys of Miao Jiang. For Miao Jiang's hand, it has aroused many people's doubts. Mu Jingwen is strong in martial arts, benevolent and righteous, and has resisted border invasion on the front line for many years, and his chivalrous reputation is far and wide and is loved by the people.
And the saint of the Great Brahma Dynasty is suspicious by nature and loves extravagance and pleasure, and his status in the minds of the people has always been inferior to Mu Jingwen. This point has long made the current saints haunted, and they have long been afraid of Mu Jingwen. If it weren't for the fact that the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces couldn't find a person who could replace Mu Jingwen and stand on the border, they would have already taken away Mu Jingwen's military exploits.
Now Miao Jiang's move has undoubtedly raised the saint's suspicion of Mu Jingwen to the extreme. After all, it was clear that the army led by Mu Jingwen had been sending good news before, why did they lose a game at the most critical time, and the news of suing for peace came.
The saint and the Miao Jiang envoys played Tai Chi, suggesting that Mu Jingwen's daughter was too young and that the princess of this dynasty was a more suitable candidate, but the Miao Jiang envoys were very tough, saying that the Miao King was also young, and he had fallen in love with the daughter of the Mu League master by chance in his early years, hoping that the saint would be an adult.
As soon as these words came out, the saint's face became even more ugly, and he only said, "This matter has to be discussed with the lord of the Mu League, and the envoy will go back to rest first, and then make a decision when Mu Aiqing is summoned into the palace" drove away the envoy.
When the court saw dispersed, the powerful ministers who had been red with Mu Jingwen for a long time immediately fanned the wind from the side, thinking: This is to sit down and Mu Jingwen and Miao Jiang have intersected in private, and it seems that Mu Jingwen has already had a rebellious heart.
The saint had a calm face and did not speak for a long time.
The alliance lord's mansion far away in the south of the Yangtze River is still cold, and it has not become lively because of the return of the master. Since the death of the Lady of the Alliance, this mansion has lost its warmth.
Mu Shi sat in the courtyard of Qianqiu swayed for a while, it had been several days since the last dispute with the alliance leader's father, and the father and daughter were also in a cold war, except for the dinner meeting, they would tacitly avoid it.
In fact, Mu Shi didn't take it to heart, after all, her thinking was too forward, and she was incompatible with her foolish father, she was just angry that this father didn't take himself seriously, like a tool man.
"If it was that person, I would definitely not do this......" Mu Shi's mind suddenly had such a thought, and then he was stunned, stepped on the ground and stopped shaking, and looked up at the sun in confusion, "That person, who is ......?"
She couldn't remember, so many things, she had forgotten. Even the matter of rebirth, Mu Shi almost forgot about it.......
It seems that something very important was forgotten.
Mu Shi covered her heart, frowned slightly, and thought hard, trying to remember those distant memories, but the figures in her mind were always blurry, no matter how hard she tried to open her eyes, these people were blurry.
Mu Shi walked among these figures, breaking over one by one to see their faces clearly, but their facial features were always covered with a layer of hazy white mist, which could not be erased.
Mu Shi is like a bear stealing corn, breaking one and throwing one another, until he reaches the end of the figure before stopping. At the end stood a man in black with an outstanding figure, dark red moire spreading at the corners of his clothes, noble and elegant.
He was facing Mu Shi, the world was independent, and the white light fell through his figure, and the shadow covered his face.
"Who are you?" Mu Shi stared at him and subconsciously shouted.
He didn't speak, and stretched out his hand towards Mu Shi.
Mu Shi only felt that her heart was sullen, and her subconscious told her that she must know this man, but she couldn't remember anything.
She shouldn't have forgotten this man, she thought.
Mu Shi stretched out his hand and walked up step by step, wanting to grab his hand.
"The decree has arrivedβ"
A loud groan suddenly sounded, and the man who was close at hand shattered instantly, turning into a little starlight and dissipating.
"Don't go!" Mu Shi lunged forward sharply, and then fell to the ground. The pain of returning to reality made Mu Shi wake up, and he lay on the cold and rough ground, his little face covered with mud. But Mu Shi didn't pay attention to it, just lying on the ground with empty eyes and didn't know where to look.
Who was that man and what did she forget......
"Ouch, my little ancestor, why did you fall!" The old butler's exclamation sounded at the right time, and the beaten grandfather who rushed to find someone hurriedly helped Mu Shi up and checked nervously, "Miss, are you hurt anywhere?" Don't be so desperate when you practice! β
Mu Shi's eyes rolled, he came back to his senses, and pulled away the old housekeeper's hand with a slight smile, "It's okay, don't worry about beating grandpa." β
The old housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and patted his heart, "Seeing that your eyes were blank just now, I thought you were stupid."
Mu Shi sneered and stuck out his tongue, "How can I be delicate, don't forget to beat grandpa, you can't beat me!" β
"Yes, yes, yes." The old housekeeper's eyes were full of pampering, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe the dust on Mu Shi's cheeks, "In terms of martial arts alone, Miss is already more powerful than many adults." β
Mu Shi patted the ash on his clothes, and blinked when he heard the words, "Then when can I quench my body and build a foundation?" β
"This, of course, depends on the alliance leader." The old housekeeper knew that the father and daughter were in a cold war, and he wanted to reconcile the two, so he blinked and said lovingly, "There is no one more suitable than the alliance leader, and the alliance leader has this idea when he comes back this time." β
"Oh." Mu Shi's smile faded, and he didn't want to be cold with the old housekeeper, so he simply changed the topic, "What holy decree did I hear just now?" What happened? β
Knowing that Mu Shi was deliberately changing the topic, the old butler could only sigh and replied, "The Holy Lord urgently issued an order to ask the alliance leader to meet him." β
"That's right." Mu Shi smoothed his black hair and pursed his lips.
"Presumably, it is also for the sake of Miao Jiang and his relatives." The old housekeeper looked worried, "Miao Jiang asked Miss by name to be with him, the Holy Lord will definitely be suspicious of the alliance leader, miss, don't blame the alliance leader, it is difficult for him to do it." β
"Suspicious, still suspicious?" Mu Shi was angry and funny, "Is he worthy?" β
"Shhhh Miss, I can't say it! The old housekeeper was so frightened that he covered Mu Shi's mouth, looked left and right to make sure that no one was relieved, and patted his heart with some palpitations, "Miss, the holy person is still there, but you can't let it out." β
Mu Shi was a little speechless, what she disdained the most was these power struggles, how refreshing it was to speak directly with her fists. But Mu Shi was not stupid, pursed his lips and whispered, "This saint is a white-eyed wolf, his father has done his best for him, and he is so busy that he doesn't go back to his home, even if he is not grateful, why is he suspicious?" β
"Little Ancestor, don't talk about it." The old housekeeper was embarrassed, although he also felt that Mu Shi was telling the truth, and he was also very dissatisfied with what the saint had done today, but Mu Shi still made his hair stand on end when he said what was in his heart.
"Okay, I'll stop talking." Mu Shi was a little helpless about the old housekeeper's caution, and shrugged his shoulders, "Is Daddy already gone?" β
"Not yet, the alliance leader is waiting for you." The old butler finally remembered the purpose of his visit, and hurriedly pulled Mu Shi to run, "Hurry up, don't let the messenger wait for a long time." β
Mu Shi: ......
The old housekeeper quickly pulled Mu Shi to the hall, Mu Jingwen was sitting on the main seat, and a middle-aged man in an official robe was sitting on the side, and when he saw Mu Shi coming in, he immediately cast his eyes, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked at it for a while and said with a smile, "Ling Qianjin is like a Qingshui hibiscus at a young age, no wonder King Miao will never forget." β
Mu Shi said in surprise, "Has King Miao seen me?" How come I don't remember?! β
"Shi'er, don't be rude!" Mu Jingwen immediately opened his mouth to reprimand, and then looked at the man in the official robe, "The little girl is not talented, Master Pei is too famous." Shi'er, this is the emperor Master Pei, hurry up and salute. β
Although Mu Shi disdains officialdom, this world is different from before, and he will not be stupid enough to be scolding in person, so he bowed slightly, "I've seen Master Pei." β
"Hehe, I don't dare to bear the gift of the future princess." Master Pei smiled and waved his hand and quipped, causing Mu Jingwen's face to change slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Master Pei, is there really no room for this matter?" The little girl is only twelve years old, how can she afford the heavy responsibility of Miao Jiang and her relatives. β
"Miao Jiang is bound to win, and neither can the saint." Master Pei looked at Mu Jingwen deeply, "I have to ask the alliance leader, why does King Miao favor Ling Qianjin so much, and he can't look down on the princess." β
Mu Jingwen's complexion was not good, and when he heard this, his face became even more ugly, and he was silent for a moment and sighed, "Shi'er, have you seen King Miao?" β
Mu Shi blinked in surprise, "Father, I have never left Jiangnan, and there is Grandpa Ou to follow and protect me when I leave the alliance lord's mansion, how can I have seen King Miao?" β
"I don't know." Master Pei showed curiosity, "According to what the Miao Jiang envoy said, King Miao fell in love with you at first sight." β
"Nonsense, I'm only twelve years old, and I must have met a long time ago, could it be that King Miao has a fetish for young girls?" Mu Shi unceremoniously questioned, but his words were a little too explicit, which made Mu Jingwen and Master Pei's old faces slightly red.
"Shi'er, don't say such things at my daughter's house." Mu Jingwen glared helplessly. Master Pei coughed lightly, pretending not to hear and drinking tea from the teacup.
"I'm just guessing." Mu Shi looked at the old father innocently.
"You......" Mu Jingwen was helpless against Mu Shi, "Master Pei also saw that the little girl was innocent and romantic, and she was not a candidate for harmony at all." β
"This matter has been explained by the Lord of the League and the Holy Lord himself, and the lower official is just a messenger." Master Pei slowly put down the teacup and closed the tea lid.
"Well, well." Mu Jingwen's royal blue eyes were full of sorrow, and he nodded and stopped speaking.
"By the way, Miss Mu should also go with her, and the saint also wants to see what the daughter who can make King Miao never forget looks like." Master Pei looked at Mu Shidao with a smile.
"I really haven't seen King Miao......" Mu Shi couldn't complain, and his impression of this legendary Miao King was extremely bad.