Mu Yunhan smiled, stood up and said, "Let her go!"
Then call someone: "Bring a stronger rope and find a stable place to tie it at the gate."
"Yes!" A group of evil slaves headed by Mu Li responded in unison with great arrogance, and the sound shook the roof.
Mrs. Mu Er was so frightened that her face turned pale and she screamed: "What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"
Mu Yunhan smiled ferociously: "Second aunt, what do you think I want to do? Rather than letting you go out and ruin my reputation, why not let you hang yourself here and let me do it once and for all. If you can't do anything, I'll help you."
"How dare you!" Mrs. Mu Er bluffed: "I'm not scared!"
"Whether it scares you or not, you will know after you try it." Mu Yunhan said, "Someone is coming! Close the door!"
Zhang Gongfeng and others gathered around with arms crossed in a fierce manner.
Mrs. Mu Er screamed and ran out: "Kill someone, help me..."
The few ladies she brought with her also followed her outside in a swarm.
Mu Yunhan winked, not telling anyone to stop her, and watched her climb into the car dejectedly and run away.
Xiaomi curled her lips: "This is really, increasingly outrageous. Who has incited me to use this as a weapon?"
The one on the left is just Mrs. Mu and Mu Yao.
Mu Yunhan was tired. Gu Fenglin was right. If you want things to go smoothly, you have to take control yourself. Otherwise, these people can find dozens of ways to cause trouble for others every day.
"Close the door." Mu Yunhan turned around and was about to walk in, but suddenly he heard someone shout loudly: "Don't close it!"
But it was Meng Jia.
He was wearing a moon-white brocade robe and a mink fur coat. He stood tall and tall at the door, looking careless.
Mu Yunhan smiled and said, "Why are you here? Aren't you allowed to go out?"
Meng Jia said seriously: "I'm here to ask you to help bring a message to the Gu family."
Mu Yunhan was surprised: "You can't find where Gu Hou's Mansion is?"
Meng Jiadao: "His house is so gloomy that I don't like the door."
He squeezed in the door as a matter of course, but did not go to the inner courtyard. He stood in the outer courtyard and called Xiaomi over in a serious manner: "Give this letter to your girl."
Xiaomi looked at Mu Yunhan's eyes before going over to pick it up.
Mu Yunhan took a look at the envelope and saw the words "Hands of Mr. Gu" written on it. It was not Meng Xiang's words, but Meng Jia's. He asked, "What do you want to do?"
Meng Jia said very seriously: "Don't ask any more questions. Send it over today. I will deliver it to Mr. Gu personally."
Mu Yunhan didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly put it away: "Are you okay?"
Meng Jia laughed "haha": "What can happen? You Gu secretly planned for me... But there is one thing he miscalculated."
Mu Yunhan raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"I won't go to the north for the time being." Meng Jia winked at her, obviously smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Since Meng Xiang advocated peace, he would definitely not trust Meng Jia, a militant, to go to the border to stir up trouble.
Mu Yunhan said: "It's good to stay in Beijing and experience the ups and downs. So what are you going to do next?"
"What to do? Haha...you can't think of it."
Meng Jia crossed his arms, half-closed his eyes, raised his chin arrogantly and said: "I haven't come to meet the new seventh-rank master of Lu Temple!"
"Pfft..." Mu Yunhan laughed heartily, "Congratulations."
Guanglu Temple specializes in royal catering and is responsible for the administration of wine, sweet food and delicacies.
Meng Jia rolled his eyes at her: "Don't be complacent. If you want to sell things to the palace, you will have to beg me from now on. Do you understand?" (To be continued)