Wei Shu

Chapter 135 Appetite
Half of Fu Lun's face is connected to the royal family, and half of Fu Lun's branches and leaves are connected to the court, just for these two, His Majesty will never turn against Fu Lun for the money.

This is so obvious that a blind person can see it.But His Royal Highness wanted to go on a rampage, and the knife edge was aimed at his own people, saying that it was a bird thing to flatter him, and the cow dung was smoother than him.

Bush curled his lips, but there was no smile on his face.

He knew that His Highness the Crown Prince had never looked at him directly.

However, even if he is a dog, he is guarding the door for the Fulun family and helping the Fulun family to collect money. , and planned to let the dog work for him without even giving him a bone.

What's more, who can guarantee that the dog will not become... a wolf?

Bush lowered his eyes, looking at the fine sand spread under his feet.

The spring breeze raised dust, and the flat sandy land gradually became undulating, like a surging tide.

He stretched out his feet to step down a fine wave, and then piled it up with the toe of his boot, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

In fact, he should be happy.

The ten-thousand-two-treasure banknote finally pointed to the Nadan family in Zuo Shuai's mansion, and the result couldn't have been better.

The fish and meat are all ready, the knife and the knife have been raised, and now there is only one knife catcher.

"Marshal, here are the clothes." The guard who took the robes came back.

Bush withdrew his thoughts, let out a "huh", and was about to reach out to take the robe he was holding in his hand, when he glanced at him and saw that he hesitated to speak, and couldn't help but move his eyes slightly: "What? What's the matter?"

The guard hesitated for a moment, and went forward to report in a low voice: "Marshal, there has been a lot of activity in the slave market recently, and someone is buying a large number of 'goods'. I just came down to report that the buyer is Zuo Shuai's mansion."

Bush looked at him expressionlessly: "So what?"

This is indeed not great news.

The slave market in Baishuang City was already mixed with forces from all sides. As far as Bush knew, several princes in Beijing had invested money in it.Mang Tai is a foreigner and a new rich man, he needs to settle down a bit before he finds out the way of this.

Now that two years have passed, Mang Tai has secured his position as Zuo Shuai. Isn't it normal to get involved in the slave market business?Who in this world would think too much money?It would be strange if he hadn't moved at all until now.

"Back to Commander, the number... is a bit big, almost [-]. Zuo Shuai's mansion is still buying goods from Li Nufang, but they haven't picked up the goods. They said they will pick them up once in a few days. Calculate it About a thousand heads." The guard's voice was very soft.

Bush still had no expression on his face, but he was really taken aback in his heart.

Bought nearly a thousand Mu Na Hei Tai in one go?
This amount is really not small, the most he can remember was around [-] heads, and it was written by a certain prince in Beijing. Mangtai was very hungry a while ago, so he wanted to eat so much at one time?
Another one, where did he get the money?In the end, the price in the slave market... Bush suddenly seemed to remember something, and smiled clearly: "Okay, I know everything, you send two people to watch from a distance, there is no need to do too much."

After dismissing the guards and putting on new clothes, the neckline was finally no longer so uncomfortable, and Bush's expression returned to calm again, and this calm lasted until he boarded the isolated building.

Mu Wen still sat leaning against the window as usual, when he saw Yizi, his cyan pupils reflected a bit of the blue sky outside the window.

"My child, come quickly." He opened his mouth and smiled at Bush, his blackened teeth embedded in the bright red gums, which was unspeakably weird.

"Father Muwen." Bush bowed his head and prostrated at his feet, lightly touched the pair of dusty boots with his hands, and then pressed his fingers to his forehead, his voice was as devout as if he was praying: "It's been a while Seeing you, I miss you very much, kid."

"I've always missed you, my child." Mu Wen patted his head lightly, and said in a kind but serious tone like a real father:
"I told you before that I'm going to Changli to do something. Now that the matter is done, I'm coming back to you."

He paused for a while, and there was a turbid breathing sound from the depths of his throat, and then he sighed faintly:

"I just didn't expect that his descendants would be so useless, and those vultures in golden robes would be so greedy. I should have been happy, but I couldn't really be happy."

Shaking his head slowly, Mu Wen leaned his body on the back of the chair, his entire face was shrouded in darkness, only his hands with age spots were laid out in the sun, and his fingers subconsciously fiddled with the tassels on the side of the table.

The fringe around the brocade table has already had many gaps, and it looks like it was forcibly torn off by someone.

Bush raised his head, with a strange look in his eyes: "Hasn't the old lion king been angry? His most cherished lion cub is trying to dig the foundation of the nest, and the other cub has not even grown a tooth yet, so he is going to kill him." Thinking about occupying the treasure of the old lion king..."

"Speak carefully, my child." Mu Wen interrupted him, with a hint of reproach in his voice: "Remember, no matter how young a lion is, it is also the king of beasts. You must maintain due respect for them."

The tassel that he fiddled with finally broke, Mu Wen tore it off, put it on the table, flicked it lightly with his fingers.

The tapestry fabric was sprung, arcing in the sunlight.

Mu Wen didn't look out the window, as if the bright sun and the breeze with the scent of flowers would burn him.

He lowered his body, and his one-eyed green pupil carefully poked into the edge of the light, deep and obscure, just like his raving voice:

"The seed is planted, my child. Then we'll just stand by and watch it. If the water isn't enough, we'll water it; if the wind isn't enough, we'll blow it. Someday... No, I believe it won't be long before this seed will grow sharp thorns and turn into a sharp blade, piercing into the heart of the old lion king, and it will be difficult to remove."

He opened his mouth wide and let out a "hehe" laugh, half of his tongue was wriggling in his mouth, like a snake that lost its head.

Bush also laughed lowly: "The old lion king is not afraid of the tigers and wolves outside, but only worried about the cub that is getting stronger and stronger. Although the cub is stupid, there is a guard cub behind it." The lioness. If there is something, will the lioness protect the old lion king, or protect her own flesh and blood?"

He stopped talking meaningfully, and smiled with Mu Wen, both of them looked very happy.

All kinds of auspicious signs of His Royal Highness coming to Baishuang City, such as rainbows, god statues and golden light, have spread throughout Changli like the wind.

(End of this chapter)