Chapter 334: I Want to Go Home
"Father, what are you doing here!" Being held by several people, Mu Zemao couldn't help but be furious, and shook off the person who tied him, "Father, if you continue to be wrong like this, you can't get it back!" β
Mu Zhaolin frowned and gestured to the person behind Mu Zemao. The man understood, put his hand on Mu Zemao's neck, and knocked him unconscious with one palm.
"Look at it, if the eldest prince runs away, you are the only one who asks!" Mu Zhaolin waved them to take Mu Zemao down. recruited Mu Junsheng again, "Junsheng, my father knows that you have always wanted to get ahead, and your hard work is also seen by my father." Don't you want to prove yourself? Now that there is a great opportunity in front of you, I don't know if you are willing to take it. β
Mu Junsheng's eyes were certain, staring at Mu Zhaolin burningly, his heavy gaze wandered over his face, and asked, "Doesn't my father blame me for being complicit with the Queen Mother?" β
"You're still a child, of course you're going to do something wrong, so how can a father care about you because of this little thing? Besides, you just want to prove it to your father, and the Queen Mother also sees your thoughts, in the end, you are also being used. Facing Mu Junsheng, Mu Zhaolin showed a rare look of kindness, beckoned him to his side, and pressed his shoulder, so to speak.
Mu Junsheng's shoulders twitched slightly, his eyes flashed under his lowered eyelashes, and he turned to look at Mu Zhaolin, "Father just said that there is a great opportunity, what is the opportunity?" β
Mu Zhaolin curled the corners of his mouth, his expression was quite pleased. This son used to be disliked by Shen Ruoshui before, and he knew what was wrong all the time, and he didn't have a charter. In the past few years, I have experienced a lot, and I am not as foolish as before, and now I look more and more stable.
"The older your eldest brother gets, the more ignorant he becomes, he used to see you as a father and didn't make it, I don't want you to grow a lot in the past few years, according to my father's view, now it's only you who can rely on your father." Mu Zhaolin turned around and sat down, swaying a bamboo fan in his hand, looking Mu Junwei up and down.
Mu Junwei raised her head slightly, looked at him, and said humbly: "How can I compare with my eldest brother?" The corners of his mouth were full of color, and he faintly laughed at himself, "The eldest brother has a noble character, and everyone in the imperial city praises him." On the other hand, in the past few years, my morality was corrupted and hated by others, and although I have been somewhat restrained in the past few years, my reputation in the early years has never been looked down upon. My eldest brother and I are so different from each other, and my father's praise and son really can't stand it. β
Mu Zhaolin asked him to sit down, and after a moment, he said slowly: "Your eldest brother is of good character, but he is too stubborn and rigid, if he waits for his father to hand over the Mu Mansion to him after a hundred years, it is estimated that our Mu family will only slowly decline." β
The words have been said to make Mu Junwei's heart shocked. He watched Mu Zhaolin slowly drink tea, and muttered in his heart. Usually, my father has always valued my eldest brother the most, but today it seems that he intends to say that the eldest brother is not, and vaguely wants to replace the eldest brother.
He couldn't figure it out, and retracted his gaze, not only calculating in his heart, "How come?" With the queen mother and the eldest prince in the palace, how could our Mu family decline? β
Mu Zhaolin's expression froze, and when he reached the edge of the teacup on the side of his mouth, he froze there, and after a deep groan, he put down the tea and looked at Mu Junxuan, "Father just got a piece of news that someone assassinated the emperor tonight, and the emperor has died at this time." β
"What?" Mu Junwei suddenly stood up from his chair, incredulous, "Have you found out who did it?" β
The Queen Mother and King An have been imprisoned, who else is responsible for this?
Mu Zhaolin shook his head secretly, and commented in his heart: It's still not calm enough, and you still have to go through experience.
He dusted off the wrinkles on his rest, and said nonchalantly, "If my father says it's me, what?" β
"Father?" Mu Junwei's heart was already in a mess, looking at Mu Zhaolin's breezy appearance, his heart was worried. For a long time, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "Father is joking, you have always been loyal to the king, how could you assassinate the emperor." β
"You think I'm going to make a joke about this kind of deadly thing?" Mu Zhaolin looked straight at him, observing every expression on his face. After a long time, he put a kind smile on his face and said, "I know that you have always been unconvinced by your eldest brother, and I also feel that my father is partial, and he values him but never values you." β
Mu Junwei hurriedly said, "No, my son doesn't dare." β
"Why don't you dare?" The smile on Mu Zhaolin's face instantly closed, his face was solemn, deep like a dry well that had not changed for thousands of years, and there were no water waves, "You should not be convinced, only if people are not convinced, they will continue to want to climb up." β
After a pause, the expression on his face softened, "I really valued your eldest brother before, which is understandable. It's true that you don't look down on you, because you used to be too cranky, and you didn't look like the descendants of my Mu family at all. β
"The son is ashamed and the father is disappointed." Mu Junwei wasn't sure what he meant.
Mu Zhaolin raised his hand, pointed at him, and said, "But now my father thinks that you are like a descendant of the Mu family, your eldest brother, he is too emotional." Even if the gloomy face is lit by a lamp or candle, it still makes people feel gloomy, "Men should be ruthless, and those who achieve great things must not be emotional, that will never succeed." β
He picked up the tea, took a sip, and moistened his lips. With a smile, he looked at Mu Junwei meaningfully, and said, "Junjiao, tell your father that you have ever thought that one day you will be in power, and have you ever thought about becoming the head of the Mu family one day?" β
Mu Junwei looked at him suddenly, panic flashed on his face, "SonΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· The son did not dare to think like this. β
"Don't you dare, or don't you dare to say it?" Mu Zhaolin asked with interest.
Mu Junwei was very nervous, "Don't dare, my son has known that the heir of the Mu family is the eldest brother since he was a child, and he never dared to fight with him." β
He was unwilling, unconvinced, and wanted to prove his ability, but he never thought of competing for being a family, let alone leaning towards the opposition. He knows what he is like.
Mu Zhaolin's slightly gloomy expression flashed for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "But now I will give you this opportunity." β
Mu Junwei was slightly stunned, her throat was tight as if she was on a thread, and she couldn't help but swallow her throat to relieve her nervousness.
He sat down slowly, but he didn't dare to look directly at Mu Zhaolin, and his hands were nervously rubbed on his thighs. After a while, he closed his eyes tightly, opened them again, and said stiffly: "I don't know if my son has any place to serve his father." β
Mu Zhaolin stroked his beard, pursed a smile on his lips, and said slowly: "Tomorrow there will be a big event in the palace, when you will stay outside the Jinluan Palace, if there is any abnormal movement, you will lead the troops to rush in." β
Mu Junwei had guessed eight or nine in his heart, his firm eyes shot at Mu Zhaolin like an arrow, and he clenched his fists and said, "My son obeys his father's arrangement." β
Mu Zhaolin Lang Lang smiled, slapped his generous palm on Mu Junxuan's body, and said, "Okay, it is worthy of my Mu Zhaolin's son, and my father will not treat you badly after the matter is completed." β
Although the palm that slapped on him was not heavy, it was like a thousand catties in Mu Junqi's heart. He hung his head, and the light and shadow shrouded in the candle flame reflected on his face, dim and uncertain.
Speaking of Jingrong's side, according to Mu Zhaolin's instructions, he went to Qu Mansion. Xu is because Yuan Wei is a face-saving person by Mu Zhaolin's side, Qu Changfu is very respectful to him, and even sent him out of the door in person when he left.
"It's hard for Lord Yuan to make a trip, please go back and say to Zuo Xiang, Qu is grateful to Zuo Xiang for his promotion for so many years, and he will definitely repay Li with peach and let Zuo be dispatched."
Jing Rong only left with a faint "um", but when the door of Qufu closed, he couldn't help but look back.
Qu Changfu's words he kept chewing in his heart, and he was promoted for many years? Qu Changfu can go from a deputy general to the current head of the household, is it the role of Mu Zhaolin behind this?
However, he clearly knew that this Qu Changfu was related to the treason of General Zhenguo's collaboration with the enemy back then, why did he promote him over the years? Could it be Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
Jing Rong's lips pursed slightly, his eyebrows were full of sorrow, his fingers trembled slightly, and he said softly: "Don't be what I think." β
Mu Xuefu was in Anding County Wangfu at this time, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and her hand was gently patted on Jing Mu's body.
Outside the window, it was drizzling, like countless silver threads rippling in the air, bringing a hint of coolness to the warm weather.
She got up to close the window, and when she looked up at the hazy moonlight, her hand stopped in mid-air, and she didn't move for a moment.
She was already upset about Mu Zhaolin's matter, and she was even more worried about Jing Rong's departure, lest Jing Rong make a mistake there and endanger her life.
With a soft sigh and a whispered whisper, she slowly closed the window, praying in her heart that he would go well and that no clues would be discovered.
"Mother~" The villain on the bed turned over, grabbed his hands everywhere, and before his eyes opened, he called out with a delicate long voice.
Mu Xuefu hurriedly walked to her side in a few steps, hugged her into her arms, patted her on the back, and comforted her softly: "Mother is here, Mu Mu sleeps." β
Jing Mu rubbed his sleepy eyes, and called out in a milky voice: "Father~"
Some time ago, Jingrong took care of her at night, but now that her father is not by her side, she is not used to it.
didn't hear the echo of the past, Jing Mu slowly opened his worried eyes, looked left and right, and pursed his lips aggrievedly, "Father?" I want my father. β
Mu Xuefu kissed her on the cheek, "Father has gone out on errands, and I won't see you until tomorrow." Mu Mu hurry up and go to bed, and when he wakes up tomorrow, he may see his father. β
"I'm going to run errands again." Jing Mu arched into Mu Xuefu's arms, and her little face was attached to her body, "My father also said so when my mother was away, when will I be able to finish my work?" I want to go home, I want to accept Huan Chengxin and Queyang, when will we go home, mother? β
"The concubine also wants to go home." Mu Xuefu murmured softly, looked down at Jing Mu who was sleepy again, she held her in her arms, humming a lullaby in her mouth, and then lullaby fell asleep again.
She slowly closed her eyes, and her low voice was like a light gauze feather coat, "Soon, we can go home, it should be soon." β