Chapter 96 Ten Thousand Years
"Do as it says, and you won't make any mistakes."
While talking, Mo Fengwu handed over the recipe he had just written.
The palace man was not very old. Hearing the words, he trembled all over. He quickly took the prescription with both hands and nodded like pecking at rice.
"Yes, yes...slave, I will do as you are told..."
As he said this, the palace man turned around tremblingly and was about to walk out.
But at this moment, Mo Fengwu stopped him again.
"Also, help me tell Concubine... I don't care what happened in the past. But from now on, if anyone in this palace dares to cause trouble for me and secretly harm the Lord of Daliang, then I will settle the score with Concubine!"
Having said this, Mo Fengwu paused slightly, and then said again:
"Remember, no matter who did it, if something happens, I will look for her. And, I will only look for her... Do you understand me?"
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Mo Fengwu's words were a bit rogue, but it was undeniable that they were really useful.
When the concubine heard the news, she almost fainted with anger, but she still gritted her teeth and ordered people to surround the Yangyuan Pavilion three floors inside and three outside, fearing that someone who didn't know the truth would cause trouble, and then Mo Fengwu came back to settle the score with her.
After Mo Fengwu handed over the prescription to the palace attendant, she and the old man Mo Yanjing left the palace.
However, as soon as he got on the carriage, Mo Yanjing asked in a low voice:
"Wu'er, but there is still a problem?"
Although Mo Fengwu didn't say anything all the way, Mo Yanjing still felt that his granddaughter looked strange. But before there were people around, it was inconvenient to speak, but now there were only his grandfather and grandson in the carriage, so the old man finally asked.
"Grandpa, do you really want to be the leader of the Liang Kingdom?"
Mo Yanjing was stunned when he heard this: "What? What's the difficulty?"
Mo Fengwu thought for a while and said directly: "The antidote for the Lost Soul Grass is a bit troublesome."
When Mo Yanjing heard this, he immediately understood. His granddaughter only said it was troublesome, but did not say it was impossible. In other words, if you want to save the leader of the Liang Kingdom, you can, but you have to pay some price.
"Wu'er, do you know how long our Mo family has been in the southeastern border of Shengyuan Continent?" Mo Yanjing's words were somewhat inconsistent, and Mo Fengwu was startled, then shook his head.
Mo Yanjing said nothing, raised his rough fingers and made a 'one' sign.
"A thousand years?" Mo Fengwu replied.
Mo Yanjing smiled and shook his head. Mo Fengwu's eyes flashed instantly: "...Ten thousand years?"
Mo Yanjing finally nodded this time and said:
"There's still one year and three months left, which is exactly ten thousand years!"
A strange movement flashed across Mo Fengwu's eyes, and then she looked at her grandfather intently. At this time, she heard Mo Yanjing say slowly:
"Ten thousand years ago, my ancestors of the Mo family moved here. At that time, this place was still desolate and there was not a single family. Gradually, there were more people and more things to do. The Li family, the Zhang family, the Zhao family, the Gongsun family... one family at a time.
Households came here, and then it slowly turned into a town, and then the town turned into a city.
Does Wu'er know how long it took for the Liang Kingdom to be founded? Oh, it's actually only five hundred years.
The reason why our Mohist family helped the founding ancestors of Daliang to build our country back then was because the other party was kind to our Mohist family. Moreover, at that time, I, the head of the Mohist family, once said that I would use two opportunities to repay the other party.
Needless to say, Wu'er also guessed the first opportunity, which was to help the other party build the Daliang Kingdom.
Chapter completed!