When Mu Shengshi arrived at the lobby, all the girls looked at him with worried expressions.
When Yun'er saw that the young master was taking care of himself so easily, as if nothing had happened, Yun'er looked worried and advised:
"Husband, why don't you write a letter to His Majesty and admit your mistake? Otherwise, I'll go find my godfather. After all, he is the young master of one of the nine ministers. My godfather should be able to speak in front of His Majesty."
Tian Hui also came over and said, "Husband, how about I ask my father to give you a few kind words in front of Your Majesty? I think it will be of some use."
Xixue was from a humble background. She sat aside at a loss and couldn't say anything. She didn't know what to do and just looked at Mu Sheng worriedly.
Muyinaqi is not from the Central Plains. She doesn't understand the complicated struggle in the court at all. It doesn't matter, but she also looks a little worried.
Hongmei didn't know what happened at all, she just sat beside Muyinaqi, silent.
Mu Sheng glanced at the girls and felt a little moved in his heart. One day as a couple, a hundred days of kindness. His love for them was really not in vain. It was not like in his previous life, when he lost all the money he invested in a few funds in a hotheaded way. He also owed a lot of foreign debt. When he was struggling, his ex-wife immediately turned against him and divorced him. At that time, he gritted his teeth and worked hard day and night for several years before he could get over it.
Compared to his previous life when disaster struck, the wives around him are really considerate to him now. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that women in this era can only rely on men to survive. If a man's skirt is bad, the family will definitely not be better, that is. They couldn't help but worry.
Mu Sheng stepped forward and comforted him with kind words: "Hey! It doesn't matter. He's just a lord. I don't care at all. Don't look for my uncle and father-in-law. They might also get into trouble because of me." Being implicated, it is useless to search for it, but it only adds to the trouble, but it doesn’t matter, I still have a vast land waiting for me in southern Xinjiang, and it won’t be long before all the ladies will follow me to southern Xinjiang to enjoy the blessings, hahaha!”
Hearing this, Tian Hui thought that Mu Sheng couldn't bear the blow and was a little mad. She said in a somewhat anxious tone: "Husband, are you crazy? What about thousands of miles of land? I'm going to find my father right now."
Yun'er also said: "Just wait, I'll go find my godfather."
Mu Sheng stretched out his arms and drew his bows from left to right, and pulled Yun'er and Tian Hui into his arms. He chuckled and said, "I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask this goddaughter of the Immortal Emperor if it's true." Son."
Yun'er struggled and said: "Husband, are you suffering from hysteria again? Let me go, and I will go find my godfather right away."
Mu Sheng and Muyinaqi exchanged glances with each other.
Muyinaqi stepped forward and explained: "Don't worry, madams. My husband is indeed not smiling. I am the adopted daughter of the Immortal Emperor Borges. The reason why the Emperor married me to your son is that he plans to bring Shan Puppet and the Son of Heaven together in the future." Yucheng was entrusted to Young Master Jichang."
"Our mountain puppets are different from those in the Central Plains. Monks have always been in charge of power. The emperor took a fancy to the young master's cultivation talent, so he made the decision to adopt the young master as his adopted son. When the young master returns from the Central Plains, the emperor will pass the throne to the young master's successor. often"
Mu Sheng gave Muyi Naqi a satisfied look and replied fully that he would entertain Miss Naqi well later in the evening.
Mu Sheng also took over the conversation and said seriously: "No kidding, what Naqi said is true. The emperor does intend to pass the throne to me, so ladies and gentlemen, please be patient. When the prince officially ascends the throne, I will take him with me immediately." You go far away, and when you arrive in southern Xinjiang, you are going to give birth to a bunch of fat babies for me, hahahaha!"
Tian Hui looked incredulous and said: "Husband, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
Mu Sheng turned around and kissed Tian Hui, smiling and saying, "Your husband, when have I ever lied to you?"
Yun'er said suspiciously: "Young master, isn't it right? Doesn't the Changsheng Emperor himself have a son? Does he have to find you, an outsider, to succeed him? Doesn't this make sense?"
Mu Sheng cursed in his heart, his biological son? Why don't we just let him kill him himself, the kind that rips out his heart and lungs...
Muyinaqi said sternly: "The biological son of the Changsheng Emperor died several years ago, and the Emperor himself has had no heirs for so many years. The Emperor saw that his husband was highly cultivated and was brave and courageous in leading troops, so he took the decision to lead the Emperor's war. The throne is passed on to the general, and our Shanpu has always been a monk who governs the country and does not value bloodline."
Mu Sheng looked solemn and told the girls: "This matter is extraordinary. You must keep it in your stomach and not let anyone know about it, including your family members."
Muyinaqi solemnly explained to them in detail the plan and route of how to return to Shanpou.
As long as he waits for the prince to officially succeed to the throne, he must make plans in advance to evacuate the Central Plains, and he must leave early. If he is late, something may happen.
When the girls saw Muyinaqi's seriousness, they finally understood that her husband was not lying to them.
When the girls heard that they were being taken away to a foreign land, they were a little overwhelmed for a while. If they really wanted to leave, it might be difficult to come back in the future.
Tian Hui looked a little sad and asked, "Husband, can't we stay in the Central Plains?"
Mu Sheng sighed. He knew that she couldn't let go of her family.
Mu Sheng could only stare into Tian Hui's eyes and said seriously: "No, Huiling, we can't stay here. The reason why I was granted the title of king in the first place was because His Majesty deliberately raised it to suppress the crown prince. This time I was removed from the title of king. It’s the father’s instruction, but it’s the result of the East Palace’s push behind the scenes. If His Majesty one day travels westward on a crane, I don’t know if the Crown Prince will be merciful to me after he succeeds to the throne, so I don’t dare to bet.”
"This is not only for my own future, but also for your safety. I can't bear to leave you even more. Think about it. After my father succeeded to the throne, he also killed several of his brothers who were competing with him. You Do you want something like this to happen to me?”
Tian Hui looked sad, nodded slightly and said, "I don't want this to happen to my husband. You and I are one. Since your husband is going to southern Xinjiang, I will let you go."
Mu Sheng smiled and said, "My Huiling knows the general body."
After hearing this, Yun'er seemed to have accepted her fate and said: "Hey! If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog. Since your husband is going to southern Xinjiang, I will follow him."
Upon hearing this, Mu Sheng grabbed a handful of Yun'er and scolded: "Good guy, am I a chicken? Or a dog? It seems like you are about to follow me and become a bandit."
Yun'er seemed to be hurt by the scratch and frowned: "Oh! Okay! Okay! You are not a dog or a chicken, you are the backbone of our family, man. I just said this casually, it is just a metaphor, how can you be more serious!" "
The girls seemed to be amused by the witty words between Mu Sheng and Zeng Yun. They covered their mouths and snickered. The atmosphere was not as tense as before.
Muyinaqi and Hongmei naturally had nothing to talk about, and returning to the south meant returning to their hometown.
Xixue also expressed her willingness to go to southern Xinjiang with him.
Mu Sheng felt a little relieved when he saw the girls expressing their opinions. Since everyone was mentally prepared for the internal family meeting in advance, there would be no need to panic when the time comes...
Seeing that Mu Sheng had really lost his title, Yun'er felt secretly melancholy in her heart and stopped talking.
Seeing this, Mu Sheng asked, "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"
Yun'er said: "Husband, you have lost your position as a prince and your income from food and property. The expenses of this mansion are not a sum of money. There are still so many disciples to support."
When Mu Sheng heard this, he frowned and said, "Don't worry, money is not a problem. I have everything. Send the government's accounts to my study and I'll make a good total. If it doesn't work, I'll send someone to Shanpou to get some money back. Anyway, Now I have the final say there, I have the gift of a country, so what do these bad debts in the house mean?"
When Yun'er heard this, her brows relaxed.
Seeing that he had appeased his family, Mu Sheng went straight to the study to study the expenses of the young master's house. Yun'er, a shrewd and capable housekeeper, mentioned it in person, so there must be no problem.
An hour later, Mu Sheng finished flipping through the account books in the study room and realized that the current financial problems in the family were indeed serious. He probably made a calculation in his mind.
Since he became the king, the income of the 3,500 households from the food court was 35,000 gold per year, which is 3.5 million yuan of food income. In addition to the daily expenses of the mansion, he later supported the people who defected to him. There are more than 20 diners, including the salaries and daily expenses of Hua Zilan and Wu Xie.
In addition to these, there is also the intelligence system that Wu Xie took the lead to build for himself. Although the number of people is small and the scale is not large, the daily operating expenses are quite large. Additional money is required to explore important information, and this is not included in it. This has already spent seventy-seven hundred and eighty-eight dollars on the family's annual food income.
This time, an imperial edict sent me back to my original form, and I lost such an important source of income. The little basic salary Zongzheng Mansion paid to ordinary members of the clan would be barely enough to maintain the daily expenses of the mansion in the future, and I still wanted to support it. With a large group of people, they come as soon as they are called and leave as soon as they are waved off? That is a foolish dream.
Mu Sheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, you really live up to the famous saying. The late emperor had just started his business, but Zhongdao spent all his budget...
He thought about it and realized that he had to make some choices. Except for important personnel, all of these retainers had to be dismissed. Hua Zilan and Wu Xie must not let go easily. As for the intelligence system, it must not be abolished easily and must be retained. .
Mu Sheng immediately summoned Le Qi, the person in charge of the house who was responsible for gathering intelligence, and ordered: "In my name, please invite all the disciples who used to be attached to my house to come here for a gathering. The time will be tomorrow morning. I have a great gift for them.”
"promise."
What Mu Sheng was planning in his mind was that Ming Zai would gather his disciples for one last gathering and prepare to formally dismiss them so that they could get together and part ways. He would also give them some severance pay so that everyone could go their separate ways and leave a good reputation for himself.
