"Oh?" Prince Mu was very interested. "His surname is also Mu?"
"This kind of grazing is not that kind of nurturing."
"It's still the same thing." Prince Mu thought for a moment and waved his hand: "Let's go to Feixian County to see this little brother. By the way..."
He smiled coldly: "Ask where these reckless guys come from."
The convoy changed its route to Fei County. Feng Jianzhang and Mr. Liu came back first to prepare.
Mu Su was called, and the three of them, together with all the government servants, came to wait outside the north gate.
Mu Su sat leisurely under the pergola, holding half a watermelon and enjoying it while Oji fanned him beside him. Under the scorching sun, the two fools stood there with their hands folded, waiting for the prince to appear.
Feng Jianzhang's face was calm, while Mr. Liu kept wiping the sweat on his forehead and making endless comments to Mu Su.
But he didn't dare to do what Mu Su did.
After waiting for half a stick of incense, a cloud blocked the scorching sun, and in the coolness everyone saw the motorcade at the end of the official road.
"Coming, coming!"
A yamen servant shouted.
Mu Su put down the watermelon leisurely, walked slowly to Feng Jianzhang and the other two, stood on tiptoe and looked over there for a while, then looked down, patted his sleeves and patted his knees, as if there was dust.
Then I looked at the sole of my left foot, and after looking at the sole of my left foot, I looked at the sole of my right foot.
Oshi stood behind and looked at him with his mouth blistered and worried, why is Master Mu's movements so fragile? It's the prince who comes! Zhizhou even trembles when he sees it, fearing he will be neglected.
With eager anticipation, the motorcade slowly approached, just a hundred meters away. The government officials maintained order and asked the people to wait on both sides, so as not to block the prince's drive.
I have seen him before. Mr. Liu was not as nervous as before, but he was not much better. He was sweating again and again, and his official uniform clung to his back. At this time, someone next to him bumped him lightly.
Mr. Liu frowned and ignored him. Unexpectedly, the man bumped into him several times.
"What are you doing!" He shouted in a low voice. The louder voice made Feng Jianzhang look sideways, and then he moved away.
Who else could do such a thing besides Mu Su? He seemed to have no memory of the previous enmity between the two. He stared at the motorcade in the distance and asked Mr. Liu: "What is Prince Mu's last name?"
Mr. Liu sneered: "Of course Prince Mu's surname is Mu. How do you do this as an official? You don't even know this?"
Mu Su's gaze shifted to his oil-stained face: "According to your statement, the emperor's surname is Huang?"
"This...of course is Lin!"
"Then Prince Mu's surname is Mu?"
Mr. Liu was speechless. He felt that Mu Su was teasing him, so he snorted and ignored him.
After more than ten breaths, the motorcade arrived in front of the city gate.
The guards are well-equipped and powerful. The carriage in the back is elegant and luxurious. It is inlaid with gold wire and looks extraordinary at first sight.
Along the way, people retreated in panic and secretly looked around curiously.
I heard that this was a prince, just a little younger than the emperor. The people lamented that since Damusu Magistrate took office, major events in Feixian County have happened one after another.
The motorcade suddenly stopped, and the luxurious carriage was parked in front of Mu Su and others.
I saw the car curtain opened, and a black face that was not angry or intimidating poked out.
Feng Jianzhang and Mr. Liu quickly bowed and saluted. King Mu didn't even look at it, and fell on Mu Su, who was staring blankly with dead fish eyes.
"Are you Mr. Mu?"
"It's Mu, not Mu." Mu Su corrected.
King Mu had no airs at all, and just started talking to Mu Su at the city gate: "Mu is the same as Mu, how do you know which Mu I am talking about."
Mu Su said seriously: "When people mention something, they will subconsciously compare it with other things. Human beings have a sense called subjective consciousness. My Lord, your subjective consciousness will subconsciously think of it as Mu instead of Mu."
"Talk about people." King Mu's face darkened and he pretended to be angry.
【I like this guy.】
Transparent Bridge commented, just because he hurt Mu Su.
Mu Su explained expressionlessly: "You are a prince, and your surname is the honorable surname. When ordinary people think of it, the first thing they think of is the prince's Mu, not the subordinate Mu."
Mr. Liu was immediately shocked and could hardly hide the horror in his heart.
This low-ranking magistrate of a small county usually keeps a quiet look and looks dumb, but why is he so flattering right now?
"Hahahahahaha."
King Mu laughed boldly, and seemed to be enjoying it very much.
But it's true. Normally, when officials flatter people, they either try their best to flatter others, or they are the father of a tiger and the son of a dog. Who would use their last name to flatter them?
After laughing, King Mu looked at Mu Su carefully: "You are somewhat similar to the young man from Beijing. However, you have plum blossom ink marks between your eyebrows, and your temperament is as indifferent as an immortal. You..."
He fell on Mu Su's obvious crescent moon drawn with a brush and his dull, dead fish eyes, and didn't know how to comment.
The atmosphere was strangely frozen for a few seconds, and King Mu coughed awkwardly and lowered the curtain.
Then a voice came from the carriage.
"Boy Mu, I will lend it to you for the county government office."
The motorcade moved forward again, sending a cloud of dust into the city gate.
Mr. Liu pursed his lips and held his breath. It wasn't until the last row of guards passed by on horseback that he coughed and waved his arms to disperse the dust.
I cursed in my heart that a small place is just a small place, if there are even a few people, the sand and dust will fly away.
The two followed the convoy into the city gate. Mu Su still stood there, muttering to himself: "Why do I feel like he has a problem with my appearance?"
【Nothing as if】The transparent bridge is gloating.
To be fair, if Mu Su's annoyingness level was 100 points, his dead fish eyes would account for at least one-third of it.
Human beings are just creatures whose faces are judged by their appearance, and it has nothing to do with the times.
【I don’t dislike you, I like you the most~】
Transparent Bridge’s scalp is numb: [Miss Kallen, please keep such things private in the future... consider other people’s feelings]
Returning to the county government office, the prince's motorcade was parked outside the back door. A group of government officials, led by the guards, were renovating the county government office lobby.
As King Mu said before, he will interrogate the group of people who assassinated him here.
King Mu sat high in front of the public case table. Another table was added to the hall, and Mu Su was reduced to a spectator.
"These people are..."
King Mu noticed that a sparse crowd was gathering outside the government office.
Aashi said cautiously: "Back to your lord, the previous cases heard by Lord Mu were held in court. The common people like to watch the fun... I'm going to blast them away now!"
"Then let them see it." The prince said, grabbed the gavel, looked at it, and threw it aside.
Bang!
He slapped it with his palm, and the table shook a few times under the load.
"Take the prisoner." The guard beside him shouted.
A moment later, a dozen or so shabby-looking, injured and tied-up people were pushed down the hall, and their legs were kicked to make them kneel down.
"Who is the mastermind?" King Mu asked in a deep voice.
The dozen or so people looked at each other, and suddenly one of them shouted: "Back to the prince, the mastermind is an old man named Situ. He asked us to ambush you on the road you must pass, and wait for you to pass by and attack suddenly!"
Mu Su's teeth ached when he saw it, and he wondered when he could judge a case so neatly, and the tiger's body would shock the criminal and kill him.
