If what you see is what the prince thinks, the master's good calculation will definitely fail.

The woman the prince doesn't want to marry, where can anyone force him? If he doesn't bow his head himself, even if you cut off his head, he will look at the sky.

In fact, the third master of their family is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Thinking of this, Lao Mu suddenly became exhausted and substituted for his master.

"You go and spread the word to Yuan'er, telling him that although he should be loyal to the country, he must also be filial to his father. Just say that I am not feeling well, and ask him to come back and take a look at Lao Tzu. Mu Dingzhi closed his eyes, and said it so half-literately.

Lao Mu hummed helplessly and quietly retreated.

Walking to the promenade outside, I couldn't help but sigh again.

It's hard.

And the next morning, Mu Yuan got the news from Lao Mu, and couldn't help frowning.

His secret guard came to report yesterday, saying that Su Yi went to the Dingbei Hou Mansion to have a drink with his father. What the hell is here, he doesn't have to guess to know.

Suddenly, he became irritable.

The war with the Great Xia people is imminent, and his father is still gaining power, has he been in a high position for too long, and he has been consumed by the desire for power, and has completely forgotten his duty as a military minister? At this time, isn't it the top priority to protect the safety of the people of Daejiang? As a privy envoy of the Privy Council, although his father was quite cooperative in terms of war preparation, he seemed to be absent-minded.

However, this war may be related to the life and death of the Great River Country, and his father's behavior is at best a dereliction of duty, and at worst, it is equivalent to treason! The front is in danger, and there is still the heart to grab territory in the rear.

Before, he heard Prime Minister Yang Ming say: Now the imperial court in Tokyo City is like a big dye vat, or there are good officials in the lower class who are dedicated to the country and the people. Upper? As long as you are thrown into this dye vat, no matter what color you are, it will all turn black, and only a few people who refuse to enter the vat can barely maintain their true colors.

The party fought for Dajiangguo, and also harmed his father who rushed into the circle of power, as well as the Mu family.

Such a father is no longer the big hero he admired when he was a child, no longer the figure he followed on the battlefield without regrets when he was a teenager, and no longer a meritorious general who is dedicated to making meritorious contributions, but a powerful minister who made him feel deeply disappointed.

"Lord, will you go home in the evening?" The secret guards have been following Mu Yuan for many years, and when they saw him frowning, they knew that he was in a very depressed mood, and even seemed to be about to be angry.

It's just that he is desperately restrained.

"Back! Why not go back? I, Mu Yuan, can't afford to be unfilial. Mu Yuan was rare, and said angrily.

The secret guard didn't dare to say anything, so he only went down to make arrangements.

In the evening, Mu Yuan went back to the Dingbei Hou Mansion and went directly into Mu Dingzhi's study.

But he was a little late when he got home, and dinner was about to be removed.

Mu Yuan waved his hand and stopped Lao Mu from going to pass the meal, and he didn't dislike it, let alone pay attention to anyone, just sat down like this, and ate the leftovers.

"Shizi ......" Lao Mu looked at his old master and then at his little master, and was a little embarrassed.

"In the past, when the war was fought, the barbarians were fierce, the corpses of the people in the court were vegetarian, the materials and food could not keep up, and the soldiers were so the front line, all snakes, insects, rats, ants, grass roots and bark had been eaten. Aren't these delicacies more delicious than they were back then? Mu Yuan bit the steamed bun fiercely.

His father has changed, his temperament has changed, his character has changed, and his heart has changed.

But, it hasn't changed...... Even if he entered the rich nest of Tokyo City, all kinds of delicacies were made in different ways, and he ate them in different ways, but his father still retained the habits of the northerners, and if the rice was not full, it was necessary to add steamed buns.

The meat is very full, which is also the mark left on the battlefield, you can only kill the enemy when you are full, and even if you die, you are full of ghosts.

"Who taught you to speak yin and yang?" Mu Dingzhi was a little angry.

Although he sees him in the court every day, he hasn't talked to his son in private for a long time, let alone eats together. Finally, this rebel son returned home, and seeing that he was busy and dark and thin, he was a little distressed, but he was his own son and was raised by himself.

But what this kid said was deliberately stabbing him, how could he not hear it. Hearing it, how can you not get angry and get angry?

"Didn't I teach you that the battlefield is changing, and the tactics of war cannot remain the same. The court is also a battlefield, different from your battlefield, killing people without seeing blood, eating people without spitting out bones, more dangerous, you have to learn to adapt! He scolded.

"No matter what the battlefield, the army of benevolence and righteousness is the army that always wins." Mu Yuan opened his mouth and wanted to talk about Ye Liangchen.

With such flowers and brocade, the fire is cooking, as if the life of the Ye family is longer than that of Dajiangguo. But how? The ship was big, and it turned over very quickly, and it overturned in an instant. That joke says it well: Look at him rising a tall building, and watch him collapse his building......

No matter how glorious it is not his own glory, sooner or later he will return it. How can a house last long if its foundation is rotten?

However, when the words came to his lips, when he inadvertently saw Mu Dingzhi's gray hair, his handsome and resolute face when he was young, and his unhealthy copper red, he couldn't bear it after all, and swallowed the words again.

"Are you saying that Lao Tzu is not benevolent?" Mu Dingzhi didn't give up, and slapped the table suddenly, causing the dishes to jump.

Lao Mu on the side was also a little frightened.

However, Mu Yuan regained his usual indifference, and even picked up a piece of meat that fell on the table with chopsticks without panic, and carefully put it in his mouth to chew, "Dad, Dajiangguo is the Zhao family." These words were a bit heavy, but his voice was soft.

However, Mu Dingzhi didn't refute at all, he only snorted coldly, "Zhao family? Hah, their butts sit firm. The Zhao family immediately won the world, but they in turn dealt with Wuchen. The country is weak, isn't it a disaster caused by the descendants of the Zhao family? If you don't have that big head, don't wear such a big hat. I don't think about it, but I just want to let the person who should be the master be the master. ”

Mu Yuan couldn't help but be silent.

Because he couldn't answer, what his father said was indeed the ills of the Zhao royal family. It is only the emphasis on literature and light on military force that has caused the current turmoil in the country of Dajiang. is obviously rich and oily, but it is like a flock of sheep fattened for wolves, and people will eat blood at any time.

"I'm going to war, is my father so confident that his son will return triumphantly?" He put it another way.

At such a critical juncture, no matter what interests the Mu family and the Su family have entanglements, the behavior of the two families regardless of the overall situation is tantamount to dragging him back and distracting him.

Why was Ping An so anxious to be with him? Why can't you make a marriage contract, but you want to make a promise? Isn't it because you want to reassure each other?

Even though he had maintained a complete victory record in the previous battles with Great Xia, when he was alone, he was just in time for the fierce power struggle within the Great Xia Kingdom, and he had no intention of fighting outside. So under the rise and fall of strength, he did have the upper hand. Moreover, because he was not the one who commanded the entire Northwest Army, he only won a little, but he did not lead the whole front, or even the overall battle situation.

………… 66 Have something to say............

The day after tomorrow, Sunday is my brother's anniversary, and I will go to the Taoist temple one day earlier, that is, tomorrow, to do a ritual for him. Therefore, tomorrow Saturday will be suspended for one day. I will make up for it the day after tomorrow, and I will watch it from 8 to 9 o'clock on Sunday night.