The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

When Mu Heng stumbled to see the emperor, he kept wondering in his heart, who would provoke the emperor's fury? Mu Heng didn't know, with the emperor's cold heart, what kind of person would he need to be his? Apex.

He thought about it, but he couldn't figure out who Quan An was, the so-called apex of the emperor.

The current Holy Majesty has a cold temper, a deep and unpredictable heart, and has always been vigorous and resolute. After so many years since he took the throne, he has not been able to find anyone who can guess his mind.

In the former dynasty, he was strong and domineering, and truly achieved the so-called supremacy of the imperial power, no one can control his mind, no matter whether it is a family or a noble family, once his bottom line is touched, he will clean it up and use ruthless methods. His natal family was the most frightening example of being merciful.

In the harem, he is deserted and ruthless. He has never been close to the harem. He has been on the throne for many years, and the concubines in the harem have not come out yet. Because he has no emperor's heir, this is the only thing he has been criticized by others. It is a pity that he has accumulated too much power. Not to mention being an official admonishing ministers, even a close minister of the emperor like Wang Fuchen dared not speak to him.

These years, because he has no heirs, those members of the royal family are all ready to move, and he doesn't care at all, he still does his own way, and is still indifferent to the harem.

Such an emperor, he really couldn't figure out who could be called a top-notch person by the emperor's personal manager like Quan An.

He kept thinking about this matter in his heart, and followed Quan An all the way to the front room softly.

Beside the roll shed hut, several green bamboos are planted, a stream goes around from the back of the house to the front of the house, and a few low aquatic trees are placed beside the stream, and a path paved with pebbles winds along the stream.

Mu Heng walked all the way, vaguely felt that this scene was familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he saw it.

He remembered that there used to be a peach forest in this valley. Later, the emperor saw the beautiful scenery here, so he asked him to ask for it. These roll shed huts were prepared by the emperor after the peach trees became forests. houses.

He followed Quan An and walked slowly all the way. When he reached the front room, he saw a tall and straight figure standing in front of the desk in the courtyard, with one hand behind his back and the other waving a pen. Who is it if it's not the emperor?

Mu Heng walked forward a few steps quickly, bowed and knelt down, "My minister Mu Heng respectfully invites Shengan!"

Xuan Zhan didn't even lift his eyebrows, bowed slightly, and continued to write with a brush.

Mu Heng couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, and leaned slightly, not daring to move.

Xuan Zhan wrote the last stroke, and a pair of wild grass with iron horse and golden sword jumped out on the paper, and every stroke was full of murderous aura of iron and blood.He straightened up, put down the wolf hair in his hand, took the wet cloth from Quan An, wiped his hands, and then turned his eyes to Mu Heng who was kneeling on the hand.

"Mu Heng."

Hearing the emperor call his name directly, Mu Heng was startled, and his face was suppressed, "My minister is here."

Xuan Zhan raised the corners of his lips and sneered mockingly, "You really raised a good son!"

"I'll be punished with death!" When Mu Heng heard this, his tooth sockets tightened suddenly, he knelt up straight and slammed down on the ground, "I have no way to teach my son, and disturbed the holy car, I deserve death, my majesty, please come down!" !"

As the saying goes, a son does not teach his father's fault, and His Majesty the Emperor sent him to see him overnight, so he must be taken to the knife.

These years, because of the emperor's resolute style and the iron hat of the Mu family prince, the entire Mu family has been trembling, for fear that the slightest mistake will cause the entire family to be overthrown.

He doesn't join the imperial court, doesn't participate in political affairs, what he does to hide his strength and bide his time is nothing more than to protect the Mu family from suspicion and murder.

But now, because of that little evil, all he has done all these years has been in vain.

He tried his best to keep the Mu family from the emperor's sight, and to pass on the Mu family that their ancestors passed on to him in a safe and secure manner, even though he knew better than anyone else that the Mu family had been from the ancestors who assisted the emperor to conquer the country to him. In this generation, meeting this once-in-a-hundred-year-old emperor with great talent and strategy, the situation of the Mu family is already precarious, and it may become more and more difficult in the future, but is he afraid that the Mu family will be destroyed by him in his hands? destruction!

"Mu Heng, do you think I have no temper at all, and I really can't do anything about your iron hat?" After handing the towel in his hand to Quan An, Xuan Zhan walked to the side and sat down on the bamboo recliner. The words were spoken calmly.

"My minister is terrified! My minister dare not!" After so many years, finally hearing such straightforward words from the emperor, Mu Heng's cold sweat dripped down his forehead in an instant.

"Don't you dare?" Xuan Zhan snorted coldly, "If you really dare not, why would you allow Mu Ji to come to me again and again like this?"

Mu Heng's heart skipped a beat, "Your Majesty, I dare not!"

Xuan Zhan sat on the reclining chair, leaned forward slightly, put his arms on his knees, looked at Mu Heng and said, "These years, you have kept a low profile and said you were sick, so I will see it for the sake of the ancestors of the Mu family." , I will put up with you, but you are too ignorant of good and bad, and even used such means to repeatedly test the bottom line of my tolerance for you. Do you think that I really dare not take off the iron hat king of the Mu family, don’t you? ?”

"Your Majesty! The guilty minister dare not! The criminal minister has never used this method to test His Majesty's bottom line! Please also show your majesty!" The cold sweat on Mu Heng's forehead was dripping from the temples, and he couldn't stop it. trembling.

"I know your thoughts clearly, and you must know what I say. Don't tell me what you don't dare to do. There are many things you dare to do. Don't think that when I sit above the court, those below the court have nothing. know."

To Dayin, the only two princes, he has always been kind to him.Not only did the Yun family not talk about it, but he never thought of disturbing the foundation of the Mu family.

Dayin's family, the Yun family and the Mu family have contributed a lot, and they must treat him kindly. This is the last words of his ancestors. As a descendant of the Xuan family, he dare not forget his ancestors.

But for this kind of high-ranking person who no longer recognizes his identity, he doesn't have that much tolerance.

People are not fair, so is he. He cherishes that person, and he also laments the weakness of the Yun family's heirs. He is more close to the Yun family than to the Mu family.

But there is no objective reason for this.

The descendants of the Yun family are weak, and only one line of inheritance is passed down. In this generation, there is even only Yun Yi, the posthumous son left. Back then, the court chaos gradually arose, and the Yun family, the big and flamboyant iron-capped prince, was like him, standing on the edge of a thorn. I had to bear the pain and sent him to the Northwest. The sweet girl who was supposed to be pampered stayed in that bitter cold place for more than ten years.

The Mu family is full of branches and leaves, with a solid foundation. Even in such a situation, they can live in peace. When he watched this scene back then, why didn't he feel cold?

Later, when he gradually gained a firm foothold and came to power in person, the Mu family gradually withdrew from the court and went to hide their strengths and bide their time.

That's all, but he pretended to be smart and let his son test his bottom line again and again!

Mu Heng, "..."

"Mu Heng, do you know that there is a saying that there are no more than three things?"

"Sinful minister...sinful minister dare not..." He repeated this sentence over and over, and his mind was in turmoil.

"Once or twice, I only think he is young and ignorant, but three or four times, is he still young and ignorant?"

Mu Heng, "..."

Seeing his appearance, Xuan Zhan snorted coldly, "Since you don't know how to teach your son, then I will teach you for you."

Mu Heng, "..."

"From now on, the position of Mu Ji's son will be abolished, and he will be assigned to the Northwest Army, and he will not be allowed to set foot in the capital for ten years." Speaking of this, Xuan Zhan stepped forward a little bit, looking at Mu Heng who was almost as low as "If you violate the order , will not be spared!"

"...Yes, the guilty minister obeys the order!"

Mu Heng bowed down tremblingly, deprived of the position of heir, sent to the Northwest Army, and banned from entering Beijing for ten years... He knew that this was already the lightest punishment for that wicked son.

"As for you who have no way to teach your son, you will be deprived of the position of prince and demoted to King Mu, you will be fined for three years, and you will be closed and closed for three years to meditate on your own past!" After punishing my son, I will naturally not be able to escape.

When Mu Heng heard the emperor's will, he felt mixed emotions in his heart. After all, the iron hat prince of the Mu family was lost in his hands. He has been hiding for so many years, but he did not escape.

but……

This kind of punishment was beyond his expectation. He originally thought that with the emperor's thoughts revealed today, even if he would not be killed, at least he would not be able to keep his title...

"Sinner thank Your Majesty Long En..." Mu Heng bowed down again tremblingly.

"Go down."

The emperor didn't say whether Mu Ji was sent out of Beijing immediately or later, and Mu Heng didn't dare to ask the evil son who was still kneeling behind the house if he could go back to Beijing with him to pack up.

Although he said that he couldn't guess the emperor's mind, he was a smart man after all.

The emperor was indeed furious. Although he had issued the order of punishment, when he thought about how the ignorant man dared to insult that person with words like "Nan's favorite", he wanted to kill him.

Mu Ji knelt in the valley for another day and night before being sent to the Mu Palace in the capital by the emperor's orders, but this is a story for another time.

When Mu Heng stood up and retreated, when he turned his head, he saw the young man leaning on the window under the window of the rolling shed. He had a calm face and downcast eyes, as if he was holding a book in his hand.

He was startled when he saw the young man who seemed to be similar to him.

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