MTL - Fight the Giants-Chapter 817 to choose

  The courtyard of the big house of the Jun family.

  Jun Ruoxu walked back and forth a little anxiously. Kuang's eyes were closed, and the beads in his hands were spinning quickly.

  Since Jun Mingzhang passed away, Kuang has seen a lot of aging. Although she had no intention of killing Jun Mingzhang, Jun Mingzhang did indeed die in her hands. The guilt in her heart tormented her day and night.

  Jun Mingzhang and her have long been strangers, but they wish they could see each other. When she was ridiculed countless times, she also wished that Jun Mingzhang would die.

   But when Jun Mingzhang was alive, her mother and son relied on her. Now that he is dead, it is not easy for his son Jun Ruoxu to take over the whole family.

  Now Mrs. Kuang is huddled in her house day and night, burning incense and worshiping Buddha, not even going out.

  Even if she wanted to go out, Mr. Jun and the old lady would not let her go out. If it wasn't for the eldest grandson Jun Ruoxu and the reputation of the Jun family, Kuang would have been buried with her long ago.

   "Mother, what do you think we should do about this?"

  Jun Ruoxu has six gods and no gods. Jun Ruoxu has already walked around the house several times since hearing the conspiracy of his grandfather, grandmother and aunt.

Grandpa Jun, the old lady and Aunt Jun thought that Jun Ruoxu was imprisoned by Mu Yan, making him inhuman, and his father died because of Mu Yan, so they would definitely hate Mu Yan, so they asked him to discuss how to get rid of Mu Yan. Yan.

  But ever since he saw Mu Yan's methods, Jun Ruoxu didn't want to go against Mu Yan at all.

   Not to say that he can't beat him, but the entire Jun family can't beat him.

   As soon as he mentioned a sentence, he was reprimanded by his grandparents, saying that he was aspiring to others.

   "Mother, my son doesn't want to die yet! Mother, give your son an idea!"

   As long as Jun Ruoxu thinks that he will be imprisoned by Mu Yan, he will be imprisoned like a ghost, he will be afraid, his calf trembles, and his whole body trembles. He doesn't want to do it again. Once again, he will definitely die!

   will die miserably.

  Kuang opened his eyes, but the prayer beads in his hand were still spinning without stopping.

   The corner of his mouth sneered: "In the entire Jun family, no one has the means and courage of your father."

  Kuang agrees with her son's point of view very much, their Jun family can't compete with Mu Yan, and when confronted with Mu Yan, it's like hitting a stone with an egg. It's ridiculous that the group of people still can't see clearly.

"Your aunt wants to plan for his son, wants to be the wife, wants to be a master, and she doesn't hesitate to pull the whole Jun family. She thinks that her mother and son have been in Yunnan for more than 20 years, and she thinks she has a chance to win, but she doesn't know that in the eyes of others, Her means are simply not enough to look at."

   Shizi wanted him to die when he was a child, but he didn't succeed. What's more, the son is now full of wings.

   "I advised my grandparents not to fight against the eldest son. We can't fight him and we have to avoid his edge. They also said that the son is timid and fearful." He was in a dilemma. Catering is not, and neither is shrinking.

  If he retires, I am afraid that grandparents will not look for him again if we need to discuss matters in the future. I'm afraid that the Jun clan will not be handed over to him in the future.

   Then he has nothing?

   "Mom, what do you say?"

   "My son, remember that only when a person is alive can he have hope. Like your father, when he dies, he has nothing."

"That…"

   "Come here with your ears."

  Jun Ruoxu walked towards Mrs. Kuang, and the mother and son began to discuss quietly.

  The New Year's Eve is approaching, and Huo Xi has no time to relax. Busy with accounts everywhere.

   Guangfengshui's account, and Mu Yan's account. In Mu Yan's absence, Xun Wu and Zhen Liu, who were in charge of general affairs in the southwest, came to report to Huo Xi about the situation of various industries.

  The secret guard came to report this day: "Ma'am, Aunt Jun has been going out frequently these days, and Mrs. Jun, who hasn't been out for a long time, also often goes out to meet friends."

  Huo Xi paused while looking through the ledger.

   "Who did they meet? Can you hear what they said?"

"We investigated all the people we met in secret, and there was nothing suspicious. What they said, we didn't find out. Aunt Jun always brought her guards with her when she went out, and Mrs. Jun also had masters by her side. Although martial arts are not as good as ours, we dare not Get too close for fear of disturbing them."

  Huo Xi frowned.

   It's not that she is sensitive, it's because Mu Yan is away from home at this time, Aunt Jun often goes out, even after the death of her son, Mrs. Jun, who doesn't go out often, often goes out to meet friends. This cannot but cause people to be concerned.

  When Mu Yan was young, Aunt Jun wanted to get rid of him. He thought he was in the way of his son. Now that Mu Yan has returned to Yunnan, he is dangling in front of his eyes, I'm afraid it will be even more annoying.

  The hereditary title is too tempting. Once Mu Yan takes over the title, Aunt Jun and her children and grandchildren will move out of the Mu Mansion and become offshoots of the Shu family, nothing more.

   "Move more people from Zhuangzi, keep an eye on Aunt Jun and the Jun family, and report as soon as there is any movement."

"yes."

Thinking that Zhufeng and Qiansankunsi, who had been trained in the mountains for a month, were coming back, he ordered: "Send a message to the three of them, telling them not to go back to the city, but to go to join the son, and protect the safety of the son in secret. "

   "Yes. Do you want to send more people here, Madam?"

Huo Xi thought for a while, she already had four bright and four dark guards on her side, and she didn't go out of the city, she shook her head: "No, there is no shortage of manpower on my side. I'd better send a letter to the son, let him make more preparations, be careful superior."

  The dark guards left at the sound.

  Mu Yan has inspected the guards of the three state capitals non-stop. Due to its important geographical location and many garrisons, it is the guard of the first batch of laborers every year.

  Mu Yan made up for the military noon of the soldiers, and rewarded the soldiers who made great contributions. He also gave rewards, such as money or food, or clothing and quilts, to the soldiers who had excellent training.

  Everywhere in the barracks, there are voices of mountains and seas shouting "The son is mighty".

   Now is non-wartime, but the daily training of soldiers has never been interrupted. Everywhere Mu Yan went, he was asked to compete with a group of soldiers. He never refused, and he was not humble in the end, and he knocked down the soldiers who came up to challenge him.

  The officers and soldiers were not annoyed, but shouted loudly, and there were voices shouting "My son, my son!" everywhere in the barracks.

  Men are all strong, and soldiers are even more strong. It is a blessing for the soldiers to have a leader with outstanding abilities.

   Following Mu Yan's labor, the admiration for Mu Yan, the son of the prince, reached its peak everywhere in the barracks.

  Mu Yan also picked some good players from among them to serve as his personal guards. Some followed him, and some remained in the guard. Mu Yan began to deploy in the army.

  In the army account, Mu Yan was happy from the first hurdle, "Congratulations to your son for being supported by all the soldiers in the army!"

  Mu Yan was also in a happy mood, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"That's because our son is outstanding himself. He has led soldiers and fought wars. He has eighteen martial arts skills, and he is proficient in all tactics. Otherwise, how could those **** be subdued so easily. It needs to be replaced by another person. Look at them. bird you."

  Those generals are slick, they have to be stronger than him, and they can only be subdued by defeating him.

   "Of course, the soldiers on the front line are fighting the enemy with their own lives. If the leader is a coward, who is willing to obey his leadership?"

  The three masters and servants were talking, when a personal guard lifted the curtain and came in: "My lord, there is an urgent message."