Long live the best

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"I want to show a satisfied look on the surface."

Hearing this, Qi Yong nodded.

Qin Yun set his sights on Qian Lin again.

"Patriarch Qian."

Qian Lin stood up and bowed deeply: "Your Majesty."

Qin Yun cut to the chase and said: "The clan has already become alert, and the imperial court's investigation has failed to find their core."

"I want you to lurk and investigate again, and find some ironclad evidence, ironclad evidence that will make their hearts hurt, how about it?"

Qian Lin raised his head and nodded in agreement without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, I will never give up!"

Qin Yun smiled in satisfaction: "Very well, I will remember all your achievements for you. Don't worry, when the right time comes, I will give you a high official position."

"In addition, the government will also support the Qian family's business."

"I will suppress the powerful, but I will not suppress blindly. As long as the loyal nobles are loyal, I will still open my arms."

Qian Lin's eyes turned red, and he was a little excited: "Yes, Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty!"

"..."

Shortly after.

The Shenji Camp has returned to the imperial capital.

There were 5 people when they went out, but only [-] when they came back. The battle of Xialiang and the scuffle in the grassland were the biggest losses for the Shenji Battalion.

On this day, the marketplace in the imperial capital was filled with crying and howling.

How many wives, children, and children failed to wait for the pillars of their own homes, and wept and fainted on the street.

The entire imperial capital also imposed a curfew for the dead soldiers.

General's Mansion, Mu Mansion.

Mu Le's home is no longer what it used to be, not comparable to the dilapidated house back then.

In the dead of night, in the yard.

Mu Le became more and more mature, and a trace of suspicion appeared on his handsome face with a little stubble.

"Mother, weren't you still here just now?"

He walked into the inner room, knocked on the door and said, "Mother, are you there?"

"My son came to see you."

He yelled several times in a row, but he still didn't get a response from Mu Ci.

Finally, he frowned and pushed open the door, and walked inside gently.

The room was empty.

A gust of night wind blew, blowing the curtain, and Mu Le's pupils were startled!

It was even more shocking than seeing one hundred thousand enemy troops on the battlefield! !

In his mother's inner room, there is actually a huge portrait. The man on it is extremely heroic, standing with his hands behind his back, with the aura of looking down upon the world!

Mu Le was shocked. In his heart, Mu Ci was a simple and gentle ordinary woman. She came here alone for so many years, and she regarded fame as her life.

Now, why is there a portrait of a man in the room?

wrong! !

Mu Le's scalp exploded, and he wiped his eyes desperately.

And then still panic.

"This...this this..."

"Isn't this portrait the foster father??"

It was so sudden that Mu Le couldn't react at all.

"Bang!"

At the door, there was a sudden sound of soup bowls falling to the ground.

When Mu Ci came back, seeing the scene in front of him, he was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to hit the wall and commit suicide.

The matter of stealing the portrait was actually caught by Ah Le.

Her face was burning hot, she ran forward to block her sight, and gritted her teeth, "Ale, why did you come in without notifying, it's becoming more and more rude."

Mu Le withdrew his eyes with difficulty, and looked at Mu Ci who was dressed in simple and elegant clothes.

"Mother...this..."

"This……"

Mu Ci was even more embarrassed, staring and said: "What is this, get out!"

"Why don't you spend time with your wife when you come back? What are you doing here?"

Mu Le is a straightforward person. Seeing Mu Ci was so embarrassing and flustered, and he wanted to ask the end.

"Mom, what's the matter with this portrait?"

Mu Ci didn't start, and explained indiscriminately: "Don't get me wrong."

"Mother wanted to give His Majesty a gift to express her gratitude for promoting you, so that's why I drew a picture."

Mu Le obviously didn't believe it: "Mom, when will you start painting again?"

Mu Ci bit her red lips, and said with authority: "Then what do you want to say?"

"Get out of here for your mother!"

"From now on, you are not allowed to enter this yard!"

Mu Le curled his lips, turned and left, and Mu Ci was also able to breathe a sigh of relief.