017 I want to be the Lord
"Isn't it poisoned?" Mu Yuan replied lightly.
Mu Yao almost sneered.
Look, his father never paid attention to him, and he probably didn't notice that he died outside, and his bones were rotten into mud.
It's his second brother who seems to "care" about him very much, and he is very guarded, and nothing can escape his eyes.
"Second brother isn't worried?"
"Isn't it okay?"
"It's fine." What he hates the most is the attitude of the second brother.
Strategizing, everything is under control but doesn't care, with a condescending sense of arrogance, and regards human life as a mustard.
It seems that his life, for the second brother, is just a sentence, or even a word.
It was as if his secrets and his fate were under the control of the Hou Mu family in Anbei.
It's amazing! Real skills! Hehe!
It's a pity that it will be different in the future.
"Second brother, please." Seeing Mu Yuan stop and half-turn his head to look at him, Mu Yao made a "please" gesture.
His posture is elegant, his expression is calm, and there is a shallow smile on his jade-like face, which is as bright as a spring stream. If there are girls around, they will definitely scream quietly.
However, he would rather have the side face of his second brother like a knife and an axe, and the killing aura of the mountains and frost, even if he compares with him, he has a majestic body.
Because of his appearance, it is also possible that "someone" does not like it.
Mu Yuan hummed, ahead first.
The brothers were silent like this, and soon came to the flower hall.
Mu Dingzhi was already sitting inside, and when he saw Mu Yao, his expression paused slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Mu Yao saluted respectfully, but the light in his heart dimmed.
Sometimes he wished that his father's displeasure with him would blow out, at least prove that he was cared for.
General Wu Da carried a stick every day, chased his son on the streets of Tokyo, and beat him from time to time. But his father treats him like a piece of scrap metal at all, and he doesn't even bother to look at it.
So the meal was eaten in silence like this, and those who didn't know thought that it was the dead man's tablet that was sitting.
And he was used to it on the battlefield, Mu Dingzhi ate very quickly, but although Mu Yuan ate a lot, he had an excellent demeanor.
"Eat slowly." Mu Dingzhi put down his chopsticks and wanted to get up.
Because of the short time, Mu Yao couldn't be given much time to think about it. But he'd been thinking about it for a whole life, and he'd be sure of it.
"Father, sit down for a while, my son has something to say." Mu Yao stopped.
Mu Dingzhi frowned, looking a little impatient, but he still sat down, "What's the matter?" Speak quickly. β
He was not confused by the serious and serious expression of the young son, what did this kid do, even if it was a bad thing that killed people, it was such a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and he also put his attitude above board when he did evil.
"I'm going to marry the eldest princess of Ping'an." Mu Yao threw a thunderbolt steadily.
Word by word, it is clear and abnormal.
With a ding, Mu Dingzhi touched the empty bowl in his hand to the ground.
It was so much that at first he thought he didn't hear it, and then he was shocked. Compared with his command in the court and on the battlefield, it can be regarded as a gaffe.
Then, his thick white eyebrows slowly wrinkled, which proved that he was going to get angry.
"What are you messing around!" He reprimanded.
"I'm not messing around, father." Mu Yao, like Mu Yuan, was never afraid of his father's angry appearance, "I think I made it clear enough, I want to be the master." β
If it is just silence during eating, this moment can be regarded as silence, eerie silence. It seems that even the air available for breathing has been pumped out, creating a vacuum.
Mu Dingzhi looked at his young son, and always felt that the determination in Mu Yao's eyes was different from his usual provocative look, and quickly calmed down.
"Reason, give me a reason." He lowered his voice and said, "If you can't convince me, I won't let you do whatever you want." At the beginning of the new dynasty, the situation is complicated, and you cannot be allowed to stir up peace. β
"I heard that the eldest princess may have a legacy in her hands." Mu Yao went straight to the point and was outrageous.
This kind of thing is also taken out and said casually at the dinner table, and it stands to reason that it should be secretly talked about in the study in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Muhammad's father and son eat on the battlefield, and there is no need for anyone to wait on the side. When the maids brought up the dishes, they all withdrew outside the house, at least ten paces away.
But despite this, Mu Dingzhi subconsciously glanced around.
"No one knows what is written on the testament, the eldest princess is smart, and she doesn't say a word about it." Mu Yao continued in a slow tone, as if he was chatting, not talking about this kind of topic that could make the dark tide of Tokyo City surge and even a river of blood, "She is like holding a big killing weapon in her hand, and no one can figure out which way she is going to swing it." It is true that she is dangerous, but even if she hurts herself, she will hurt others. Compel? Ha, who doesn't know her temper that will be scattered when she is in a hurry. She can get out, but what about the others? β
"What do you want to say?" Mu Dingzhi's brow furrowed even tighter.
Usually this young son has no interest in political affairs at all, but what's wrong today, suddenly mentioning the court situation?
And, it seems, there is something in the words.
"Such a killing weapon, rather than letting others grasp it, it is better to fall into your own hands." Mu Yao was so calm that he was ruthless, "Ye family, aren't you trying to control her?" Otherwise, how could she be trapped in the palace and easily not seen by outsiders? β
"You want the Mu family to interfere?" Mu Dingzhi couldn't help but be a little suspicious, and then snorted, "It's naΓ―ve!" The eldest princess seems to be a weak female streamer, and she used to be a person who didn't care about anything. But she won the trust and favor of the emperor, and her temperament was ...... Not only is it smart, but it is not at the mercy of others. If you want to intervene, she'll cut off your hand first! β
"But she, after all, is a girl's family." The corners of Mu Yao's lips curled slightly, and he curved out of a confident arc, "The girl's family always has to get married." She seems to be easy-going, but she is actually proud, but if she moves her heart, she will die to the ground, right? β
"You mean?" After a moment of silence, Mu Dingzhi took a breath, his eyes lit up a little.
yes, why didn't he think of it?
It was he who had been soaking in the battlefield and the court for many years, his heart was full of big plans, and he was old, forgetting that these sons and daughters were the best means to control a woman.
What a blind eye!
San Lang mentioned it well, even though he hadn't made such a plan before, others may not.
With Erlang's tough temperament, if he can't kill, he can't move Zhao Ping'an. Moreover, since the opportunity to kill him has been lost, as soon as the news of the legacy comes out, the parties wrestling with each other will freeze each other, but they can't do anything.
In this case, it is really better to hold the eldest princess in your own hands.
The emperor made a sudden move, and the courtiers were completely unprepared, so they had no choice but to quickly stand in line in a hurry. After that, when you think about your own interests, you must be shaken.
Although the majority of those who supported Ye Guifei and helped Shang Chen to ascend to the throne, there were only four powerful ministers who were the most important. After the new emperor ascends the throne, do you need to say who is the first assistant?