MTL - Fight the Giants-Chapter 801 it should be mine

  The discussion in the meeting hall today went surprisingly smoothly.

  Usually when one matter is discussed, it is always discussed again and again.

   But with Mu Yan here today, he is dignified, majestic and decisive, and no one dares to perfunctory. When everyone is going on, Qian Guogong is often still thinking about it, but Mu Yan has already given a solution.

   Even if it cannot be resolved on the spot, he will directly call the name, the responsibility falls to the individual, and set a time limit.

  Even if the important matters in the army have not been decided for a long time, they are also vigorous and decisive, and the decision is made on the spot.

   "This matter will be handed over to the commanders of the various guards, and then reported to the commanders of the capital, and finally reported to the Duke of the country. In half a month, the Mu family will see the report."

   Act decisively and decisively, but also make people unable to say no.

   All the officials were shocked.

  This prince who participated in the political discussion for the first time, this prince who stayed in the capital, thought that he didn't know everything and couldn't participate. Unexpectedly, he even knew the names of all the officials and staff members present, and what positions they were in charge of.

  Everyone suddenly thought that this master had stayed in Jinyiwei in the capital, and they trembled a few times.

  Mu Yan's behavior made Mu Xi, who was usually close to Mu Zhan, look at him with admiration.

  Seeing that Mu Yan participated in the political discussion for the first time, he attracted everyone's attention and won everyone's conviction, Mu Zhan's chest felt tight.

  Mu Yan has already been crowned the crown prince, and if he has the right to speak in the council hall, and everyone obeys his orders, then what's the matter with me?

   Seeing that the hall was about to leave, Mu Zhan was a little bit unwilling.

Suddenly he said: "Since the guards want to buy and replace old weapons, and the Ministry of War has not allocated military expenses, why not look at what weapons the prince's private soldiers use as a reference. If there are many, or lend them to the commander of the capital first." Envoy, I will return it to the crown prince after it is settled. What do you think?"

   After Mu Zhan finished speaking, he looked at Mu Yan. I'm afraid it's hard to refuse, right? If he refuses, it will appear that his son is stingy, only selfish and disregarding the overall situation.

   There was a smile on his face.

  Everyone in the hall glanced at the prince and the eldest son, lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak.

  Afraid of yang and pond fish.

  Mu Ang felt that Mu Zhan was a little out of his wits today, and he always opposed Mu Yan, and he was still on such occasions. Whenever Mu Yan proposed, he would always refute and disagree.

   But he couldn't speak, so he turned to look at his second brother.

  Grandpa Guo frowned, feeling that the eldest son was targeting Mu Yan, and seeing no one spoke, he said, "How many private soldiers can the son have, and how many weapons can he lend."

   Denied the matter. He also glared at Mu Zhan.

Mu Xi caught Mu Zhan's gaze, and said immediately: "I heard that the prince has equipped the private soldiers with good horses, why don't you lend these horses to the commanders and envoys for use temporarily, the prince will not Are you reluctant?"

  Mu Yan glanced at the two of them lightly, and suddenly smiled.

Looking at Qian Guogong: "When the old and first marquises were alive, they appointed a guard army for the guard for the son. When I got to be the son, I was still in the capital, and it was too late to go to the army to choose a guard. How about I will go to various guards today to pick people up?"

ah?

  Mu Zhan jumped up: "Didn't you already have the strength of a guard! Want to pick someone? Father is not dead yet, so you can do whatever you want!"

   "Shut up!" Mu Sheng scolded, frowning. It's unlucky to live or die.

  Mu Zhan had no choice but to sit down, but his face was full of dissatisfaction.

  Mu Yan leaned back on the chair with a relaxed look.

His eyes swept to the officials and staff in the hall: "Many of you have served the old Hou Ye and the first Hou Ye, and you should know the old Hou Ye's decision. The son of the Mu family has a guard .”

  Many people below nodded in agreement.

An old staff member of the Mu Mansion said: "Yes, this matter was indeed decided by the old Marquis. When the dynasty was first established, the Taizu appointed no less than three guards for the vassal kings in various places. The Mu Mansion is special. The Taizu It is also stipulated that the old Hou Ye can be equipped with three private guards in the guards. I still remember that the old Hou Ye appointed the first Hou Ye, who was the son, to be the guard of one guard. .only…"

Mu Yan nodded to the subordinate officer, and took the words, "It's just that I was young at the time, and Lord Marquis wanted to wait for me to grow up before I was fully prepared, but he never thought that Lord Marquis would go early. After so many things happened, I stayed in the capital again..."

   When it comes to keeping quality in the capital, Duke Qian is a little uncomfortable.

  Mu Yan didn't look at him, but said to himself: "So all these years, the guards that should be provided to me have never been completed."

   Mu Zhan clenched his fists in hatred, and cast another glance at Mu Xi.

  Mu Xi then said: "Then what are the private soldiers you raise in Zhuangzi! That's not your guard army?" He spoke so fast that even his own father didn't have time to stop him.

   Mu Ang almost stared at this stupid son, is this what he should be involved in? Mu Jun on the side only lowered his head and smiled.

  Mu Yan also laughed, "Has the money been transferred from the mansion?"

Well…

  There is no transfer of money in the mansion, so his private soldiers on Zhuangzi are only his own, at best, his own servants, what does it have to do with the guards?

  According to Mu Yan's intention, those Zhuang soldiers can be counted as the guards of the prince, but the mansion has to pay money to support them. If the mansion refuses to pay the money, then he will go to the guard to pick another person.

  The soldiers in the guard station just changed places to serve as errands, and the monthly military noon is still essential. The money for raising them will either come from the government or the army.

   It's the same anyway. Don't need him to pay money.

  Mu Zhan seemed to be strangled by someone, so angry that he couldn't even breathe. Mu Xi was also dumbfounded, did the two brothers help Mu Yan?

Mu Yan looked relaxed, and looked at Qian Guogong: "Master, what do you think? I have not been a prince for a year or two. Do I have to count the statutes that should be given to me in these years?" Is it? You can’t just let me farm and open a shop and eat myself just because I’m in the capital, right?”

  Uh... Duke Qian was dumbfounded.

  Thinking that the mansion has not allocated his due share to the capital all these years, I feel a little sorry for him.

   "I will give you an order in a while, and ask the accountant to calculate it for you before allocating it to you. As for the manpower, you can go to the guard to pick it yourself."

   Mu Yan raised his eyebrows, not expecting him to be so easy to talk to. I don't care about asking for more.

"Then let's settle the case of Mrs. Shizi together. Besides, the lack of distribution of military noon before, and even the troubles caused by the military family members are all paid by Mrs. Shizi. She is not in a good position, so it is not good to wrong her." .”

Well…

   Everyone glanced at him quickly, and then at Duke Guo and Mu Zhan, their heads lowered even lower.

   once again refreshed the understanding of this son. This is not the Lord who suffers.

  At first, I thought the Eldest Young Master was pretty good, and many people felt pity for him for not being crowned heir. This son seems to be better than the Duke of the country.

   Could it be that blue comes from blue, and is better than blue?