Mu Yunhan smiled boldly: "Without a country, there is no family. If you don't take money with you in life or death, just donate it."
She added: "Actually, our family has already spent enough money. Isn't the purpose of making more money just to be able to do whatever we want? This is to do whatever we want."
The girls smiled knowingly.
The priest and his wife have no children and their wealth has not been passed down. Based on their usual behavior, this is simply a matter of course.
After Mu Yunhan finished her lecture, the girls were reluctant to let her go and pestered her to give another lecture.
They are usually kept at home. Even if they occasionally go out to get some fresh air, it is usually to attend banquets or go shopping.
I have basically no idea about the world outside, and I still look at things with a certain naivety.
Mu Yunhan did not refuse, and took the opportunity to talk to them about the connection between the massacre and Jiang Yun's life and death.
She asked the first question: "Is Qi the old enemy of Zhao?"
The girls responded in unison: "Yes!"
There is no need to talk about this issue anymore. Girls have known that Zhao and Qi have been fighting for several lifetimes since they were born.
She raised a second question: "If Jiang Yun were alive, would Qi State not attack Zhao State? Would Qi State be good friends with Zhao State?"
The girls shook their heads together: "How is it possible? I still have to fight."
Mu Yunhan said: "Well, congratulations girls, you are more discerning than many men who claim to be talented."
She stood up and said, "Today's lesson ends, I still have to go home and settle the accounts. After all, Park City needs a lot of money, so we can't make the victims anxious."
I don't know who took the lead in applauding. The girls' enthusiasm was aroused and their hands turned red.
Mu Yunhan and the female teacher who followed the class nodded and turned to leave.
She believed that after tonight, the words she said in class today would spread throughout the government and the public, and even spread out of the capital.
It is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. The little tricks made by the Meng Dang one after another are really not worthy of the stage.
Just saying this is nothing, she has to make Meng Dang feel the pain.
So the first thing she did when she returned to the house was to call Gou Sheng'er over and give her such instructions.
Gou Sheng'er immediately took his men into action and used the Beggar Gang's large network to send some news out.
In the evening, Mu Ying returned home and was very excited: "Many people in the class invited me to visit their homes. It shows that the important officials in the court did not listen to those boring rumors."
Although she had played with these noble girls in the past, the only real friends she had were Wu Chenxi and the Shen sisters, and the rest were just a matter of face.
Today, many people really invited her, and she felt that it was different from the perfunctory attitude before.
Mu Yunhan said: "If someone invites you, then go, but be careful."
Mu Ying happily went to change clothes, when Jinxiu came in and said, "My lord has returned home."
After saying that, Gu Fenglin walked in quickly and said with a smile: "You went to Durban today?"
Mu Yunhan smiled and nodded: "Have you heard everything?"
Gu Fenglin scraped her nose affectionately: "Not only that, I also heard rumors in the teahouse that Meng Xiang ordered Peng Bo to do the Pucheng fire. Meng Xiang fell ill this time because he was guilty and afraid, so he pretended to be sick and hid."
Mu Yunhan was not satisfied: "Did you just hear about this?"
Gu Fenglin said: "Of course it's not just that. There are still rumors outside. In order to divert attention, Meng Xiang planted dirt on the Priest's Palace and tried to blame Jiang Yun's death on me."