The place where Qin Liangyu stayed was not far from Mu Wangfu.

Less than half an hour after the housekeeper went out, Qin Liangyu, who was dressed in civilian clothes, came to King Mu's mansion in a hurry.

Rao had already seen it many times, and Chen couldn't help but sigh at Qin Liangyu's spirit.

Women don't let their eyebrows go, which has an excellent embodiment in Qin Liangyu's body.

"Madame is in such a hurry to call herself over, but is there something wrong?" As soon as he looked at him, Qin Liangyu didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point.

Qin Liangyu has been in Kunming for more than ten days.

During this period, he accepted Chen's invitation several times, so the two were familiar with each other. Hearing this, Chen replied with a smile:

"It's not still a rebellion of fame."

"What's wrong?" Qin Liangyu was also a little curious.

"Just now, Tianbo came to me, and I had to go out to suppress the bandits."

When Qin Liangyu heard this, he smiled.

"Qianguo Gong is strong in martial arts, and he has the heart to make contributions, which is a good thing. Did Madame agree? ”

"A promise is a yes. He has good kung fu, I know, but after all, he is a child, and he is afraid of being impulsive on the battlefield. When the child is older, I naturally understand the truth of letting him spread his wings and fly high, but if there are three long and two short..."

As he spoke, his tone began to deepen. The husband has been dead for six years, and he claims to be a violent death, but in fact, several people in the family know about it. Mu Qiyuan was poisoned by Mu Tianbo's grandmother Song. The pressure she has been under over the years can be imagined, and now that Mu Tianbo has finally grown up, she has encountered this kind of thing.

In the face of righteousness, she had nothing to say. But regardless of her identity, she is a mother who hopes that her children will be safe. What she has done is not important to her at all. They are already hereditary princes, what credit is there to build?

"General Qin, I just want to ask you if you can bring Tianbo with you when you go on the expedition?"

"This is not difficult, just join forces with Mu Wangfu at that time. However, I have just received news that the rebels have captured Fenghua Prefecture and killed the Tu Governor Na Fu, and I am ready to set out early the next morning. ”

"The day after tomorrow?"

"Yes." Qin Liangyu originally planned to send troops after the materials allocated by the imperial court arrived, but he didn't expect that Pu Mingming would not attack Kunming, but turned his head to attack Yuanjiang Mansion, so that neither Mu Wangfu nor she could sit idly by.

"Okay, then actively prepare, and let Tianbo and General Qin send troops together the day after tomorrow. At that time, it will be troublesome for General Qin's soldiers to take care of it. ”

"It should."

The two chatted for a while, and Qin Liangyu left King Mu's mansion.

Mu Tianbo's day was spent in excitement, thinking about the expedition, and he didn't even eat well.

In the evening, just as he was about to eat, the butler walked in.

"Madam, grandfather, there is a person outside who asks to see his grandfather, and he says that he is Na Song, the son of Tianfu, the prefect of Yuanjiang Prefecture."

"What about Song? The son of Tianfu? "I just received the news of his father's murder in the morning, and my son came to the door in the evening?" Let him in. ”

"Yes."

Mu Tianbo didn't care about eating, and immediately ordered the housekeeper to bring Na Song in.

After a while, Na Song followed the butler and walked in.

Mu Tianbo looked up and down at Na Song, who was following the housekeeper, and saw that he was full of wind and dust, except for a clean face, his whole body was dirty, and his clothes were even more miserable. Thinking of his dead father, Mu Tianbo couldn't help but feel a trace of compassion.

Mu Tianbo was looking at Na Song, and Na Song was also secretly looking at him.

He guessed that the richly dressed person in front of him was the Duke of Qianguo, but he didn't expect to be so young.

"Grandpa, bring that Song."

As he sighed, the butler's voice sounded in his ears. He remembered that he hadn't saluted yet, and was just about to kneel, but was stopped by Mu Tianbo.

"You are the son of Na Song, the prefect of Yuanjiang Tufu?"

"Yes."

"You're from Yuanjiang?"

"Yes."

"How can this journey take more than ten days, did you attack Fenghua before you came to Kunming?"

"Before I set off, Pu Mingming was already planning to attack Fenghua, my father saw that Pu Ming was famous, and there were too few soldiers in the city, so he knew that Fenghua couldn't hold it, so he asked Uncle Quan to take me to leave Fenghua first, go to Kunming to find you, and ask you to send troops to destroy Pu Ming."

"So, your father was fine when you left?"

"Yes." Hearing Mu Tianbo say this, Na Song had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Mu Tianbo also noticed the change in Na Song's face, but even if the reality is cruel, what should be faced has to be faced. He sighed and said what he had just received.

"I received news this morning that Fenghua has been broken by the general reputation, and your father has also been killed..."

Even if Na Song has been mentally prepared for more than ten days, tears still flowed unconsciously when he heard the news at this time, he bit his lip hard to force himself not to cry, but choked still inevitably came out of his throat.

Mu Tianbo quietly looked at Na Song in front of him, and waited until he calmed down a little before asking:

"Na Song, how old are you?"

"Twelve."

It's so pitiful, I only lost my father at the age of twelve. Huh? I was ten years old when my father died, not that old.

Originally, he wanted to comfort Na Song, but he was a little sad at this time.

"Don't cry. I was only ten years old when my father died, and I was worse than you. ”

Well?

That Song was stunned, is this a spelling father?

But thinking that the Qianguo Gong in front of him was even worse than himself, Na Song's heart was shamefully better.

"I plan to lead the troops out the day after tomorrow, attack Fenghua first, and then kill Pu Mingming to avenge your father."

Na Song was excited for a while, Uncle Quan really didn't lie to me, he felt that he had sent troops as soon as he arrived in Qianguogong.

"Do you know martial arts?"

"A little."

"Then you can go out with me the day after tomorrow, and if you can capture Napu Fame alive, then you will kill him personally!"

There is no mistake

"Grandpa Xie!"

"You're welcome! As easy as lifting a finger! Mu Tianbo waved his hand and said proudly.

It feels so good to administer justice to your subordinates.

In this way, under Mu Tianbo's arrangement, Na Song stayed in Mu Wangfu.

Before dawn on the third day, Mu Tianbo got up early.

Today is the day of the expedition.

It was the first time in his life that he had gone on a trip, and he tossed and turned in bed last night with excitement, and did not fall asleep until the second half of the night.

Chen got up earlier than him, and compared to Mu Tianbo's excitement, Chen was more worried and worried about his son's departure. But this worry will not be reflected on her face, she ordered the back kitchen, made Mu Tianbo's favorite tattered pastry, and quietly waited for Mu Tianbo to get up.

Mu Tianbo finished washing under the service of the maid, put on a military uniform and went out, and found that Na Song was already waiting outside his door.

"Xiao Song, get up so early!"

"I've seen my grandfather." Na Song bowed and saluted, but was stopped by Mu Tianbo by the shoulder.

"How many times have you said it, you don't have to salute when you see me. There are no outsiders here. Let's go, eat early and go. After speaking, he pulled Na Song and walked towards the restaurant.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he found that his grandmother, mother, and two younger brothers were already sitting at the table waiting for him to arrive.

Mu Tianbo took Na Song to salute his grandmother and mother respectfully, and then sat down.

"Grandmother, don't you usually have breakfast in the backyard, why did you come to the front hall today?" Mu Tianbo asked with a smile.

Grandmother Song smiled when she heard this, and said lovingly:

"My eldest grandson is going on an expedition, how can I sleep again. In a blink of an eye, Tianbo has grown up, and he can lead troops to fight. ”

"No matter how big it is, isn't it your grandson, grandmother doesn't have to worry, Napu's reputation is just a rabble, and it won't be long before the grandson returns."

"Tianbo, don't underestimate the enemy! Follow General Qin, listen more, watch more, learn more. Chen's face was serious and he said softly.

"Got it, Mother." Mu Tianbo also nodded solemnly.

"Xiao Song is young, you have to take care of him."

"Yes!"

After breakfast, Mu Tianbo said goodbye to his family and left Mu Wang's Mansion and took Na Song out of the city.

In the south of the city, the soldiers who were ready to go were already waiting for his arrival in a neat queue.

"See Grandpa!"

As soon as the soldiers saw him coming, they immediately knelt on one knee and saluted loudly.

There are not many people, a total of 5,000, but the momentum is like a rainbow.

He originally planned to dispatch 10,000 troops, but when he learned that General Qin Liangyu was also going to send 5,000 soldiers and horses, he reduced it to 5,000.

He walked onto the temporary point general platform, looked at the soldiers in the audience, and his heart was inevitably agitated.

The Mujia town has guarded Yunnan for more than 200 years and can be called a flag of Yunnan.

And from today on, I will personally carry this banner and fight for the country!

"Soldiers! Today's saints are eloquent, collecting Taiwan, destroying Jiannu, and the national prestige of the Ming Dynasty is spread all over the world. But at this time, in our Yunnan, there is a general reputation! This is the shame of my Mu Palace! This is a shame for our entire Yunnan soldiers! If we don't eliminate the reputation of the people, what will the court think of us? What will Your Majesty think of us? What will our fellow citizens across the country think of us?

You say, "How do we wash away our shame?" ”

"Kill Pu Fame! Destroy the traitors! ”

"Kill Pu Fame! Destroy the traitors! ”