Mu Yunhan said: "Then, will anyone touch the tombs of my grandfather and the others?"
Maybe this can be used as a guide?
If the emperor wants to throw the blame on the wise prince, he should be dragged out and whipped.
Meng Wuye's eyes lit up: "You are so smart, I have never heard of this."
Mu Yunhan was very optimistic: "I think it's probably not that bad."
Meng Wuye taught her: "You shouldn't be blindly optimistic. This kind of thing is changing rapidly. If the name is not corrected, it will become unstable. However, since your mother has passed away, and you are the few orphans left, I don't think the palace will treat you."
how."
After all, Mrs. Mu was not a fugitive in the first place. She was not escaping from the imperial court, but from the persecution of the Mu family.
This situation is much better than Mu Yunhan expected before.
She stood up and saluted Master Meng solemnly: "Thank you, Uncle Fifth."
Meng Wuye accepted the gift calmly and asked her: "Are you really going to give up my family Sansan?"
Mu Yunhan would never think that the other party was reluctant to part with her talent. On the contrary, her previous approach was the most popular.
So he smiled and promised: "Uncle Wu, please stop making things difficult for me. I have a bad temper. If this really happens, I'm afraid the house will be demolished."
Mr. Meng Wu said no more: "It's late at night, let's get some rest. We'll leave early tomorrow. You can do your thing in peace. There's no need to come and see her off."
She was afraid that if Meng Jia saw her again, she would regret and refuse to leave.
Mu Yunhan naturally agreed: "Okay, I will listen to my fifth uncle. I wish you a safe journey first."
When Meng Wuye returned to his residence, the first thing he did was to ask Meng Jia: "How is Sansan?"
Thirteenth Niang smiled and said, "I went to bed when I got back, so I didn't make any fuss."
When Meng Wuye walked in, he saw Meng Jia staring at the tent with his eyes wide open. His eyes were clear and clear, and he didn't look half drunk. He smiled and said: "Hey, you have grown up. You know how to pretend to be drunk and blatantly peek at other girls."
Already."
Meng Jia turned to look at him and said softly: "Uncle Wu, I don't accept it! How am I inferior to him!"
I still don’t want to give up, I feel unconvinced by losing to Gu Fenglin.
Fifth Master Meng followed his hair and said, "That's right! You must show it to Mu Yunhan so that she knows what it means to be an iron-blooded man, to be strong and strong!"
This kind of flower bone flower that grew up in a greenhouse thinks one thing now. In the future, when it goes to the battlefield, many of its ideas will change after being baptized with iron and blood.
Since he can use his thoughts about Mu Yunhan to inspire him to make progress, why not?
It's better than being a demon king all day long.
Meng Jia closed his eyes for a while and then said: "Fifth uncle, when I am away, can you promise me to take good care of their siblings?"
"Okay, our Sansan is really a good boy." Meng Wuye watched over Meng Jia as he fell asleep, and then left.
He quietly left Shoushan Town and imitated the night owl calling twice by the medicine field outside the town.
Several figures walked out of the shack where Butcher Zhang was guarding the medicine field. The leader was tall and straight, and said without anger or authority: "You're here."
It was Wu Yanzhuang.
Meng Wuye slapped his shoulder and said softly: "What do you think?"
Wu Yanzhuang said calmly: "Since he wants to go, we must give him this opportunity."
Since Gu Fenglin is willing to take risks, let him go.
Otherwise, it may be difficult for the prince to return home in his lifetime.
Meng Wuye said: "My eldest brother asked me to give you a message, Meng family, be loyal to orthodoxy."
Wu Yanzhuang sneered: "You want to reap the benefits, right?" (To be continued)