Chapter 71: Narrow road

Chapter 71: The narrow road to the home
"Because someone calculated him!" Murong Xue smiled shallowly, when Murong passed away, Murong was only four years old, young and weak, and vulnerable, Murong Jian ambitious, completely unconsciously Death Murong, he is a Hou.
Leaving the capital and going to Jingzhou is equivalent to giving up the position. This is not in line with the greed character of Du's mother and son. Therefore, Murong Jian is definitely not voluntarily leaving Beijing, but forced by others to go.
Xie Xiaoxiang smiled, and the little girl was really smart. One guess was: "I have done a lot of work with Cheng Guogong and will adjust Murong Jianyuan."
"Thank you for your surprise!" Murong Xue's eyes are faint, Xie Zhenxiang, Cheng Guogong and Murong Yue are friends, saying that they jointly transferred Mu Rongjian, she fully believes.
Without the good deeds of Xie Zhenxiang and Cheng Guogong, the Houguo Houfu has long been the mother of Du's mother and son. Can she live until now, but Murong Yu must have died.
Xie Zhenxiang smiled softly: "No need to thank, we are also entrusted by your grandfather."
"Grandfather?" Murong Xue stunned. In the memory of the original Lord, the grandmother passed away early, and the grandfather's body was not so good. He had been entangled in the sickbed. After his mother died of illness, his grandfather passed away, but there was a general who was guarding the border. The wife and children are also there, and the family rarely returns to Beijing.
The current Shenfu is a large empty house. There are only the old man who is responsible for seeing the hospital, and the few who are sweeping, and there is no master.
"Your grandfather is An Guogong, martial arts is strong, and his soldiers are like gods. In those days, he was honored as the of war by the world. When the enemy people heard his prestige, they would scare away from the house..."
Xie Tao recalled the past, and his mouth was full of laughter and sorrow: "This aspect, Cheng Guogong and your father are disciples of your grandfather, and our martial arts are all taught by him..."
"Your father's mysterious method of using soldiers also benefits from the teachings of your grandfather. The Japanese and the founding fathers are not interested in bringing troops to fight. They are in the dynasty as a civil servant... and there is a happy king, old Jingwang. I have also been given the guidance of your grandfather..."
Murong Xue’s bottom is shining: It turns out that she has such a great grandfather, Tao Li is full of the world, and the students who teach are all the rare ones in the world. Unfortunately, he passed away too early...
"Xueer, Murong Jian wants to go back to Beijing!" Xie Zhenxiang's gentle voice suddenly dignified, Murong Xue suddenly returned to God, gently picking an eyebrow: It was originally said that Xie Zhenxiang was looking for her, to tell her about it.
Officials outside the capital, after making political achievements in the jurisdiction, can be as small as three years, and more than six years can be transferred back to the capital, promoted and made a fortune.
However, Murong Jian was aired in Jingzhou for ten years. He must be very anxious in his heart. He will definitely use all the relationships and connections that can be used to make himself come back.
His term of office was overdue, and as long as there was no big mistake in his political achievements, it would not be a problem to transfer back to Beijing.
"Come back, come back!" She and Murong Yu have grown up. They are no longer the ones who have no resistance at that time. They can only let him pinch their flats. Now they are not afraid of him: "Thank you. I know, who is going to transfer Murong Jian back to Beijing?"
Xie Zhenxiang shook his head and his eyes were deep and deep: "The order was issued by the cadres. The side of the squad knocked on the side. The people in the squatting department only used the words "Murong Jian's term is full, should be transferred back to the capital", and refused to reveal the truth... ..."
Murong Xue sneered, Murong Jian’s term of office is already full. If the cadre is really official, he will be transferred back. How can he wait until now, they are so tight-lipped, it is obvious that the people behind the scenes are highly weighted. Not afraid to offend...
Xie Zhenxiang, Cheng Guogong does not know the identity of the people behind the scenes, naturally can not trade rashly for a paper order, and the people fight you to die: "In these years, thank you for your care!"
If there is no Xie Zhenxiang and Cheng Guogong, Murong Jian has already transferred back to Beijing. She and Murong will never be so long.
Xie Zhenxiang sighed heavily: "There is no way to protect your brothers and sisters from growing up peacefully."
"Xie Zhenxiang does not have to blame yourself, you have done a good job, after Murong Jian returned to the government, I will handle it well!" Murong Xue smiled slightly, unpredictable: Murong Jian returned to Beijing, no big deal, he Mother has let her half of the whole, she will be afraid of him!
As the sun slanted, Murong Xue walked out of a Pin Xuan, slowly moving along the flat road, and the squat figure pulled down a long, long shadow in the setting sun.
Her eyebrows whispered and thought: Mu Rongjian's grandfather is only Shangshu, his father-in-law is Dali Temple Shaoqing, and his sister is Wu'an Hou. These three people are not so high-powered, but not enough to shock the people. Keep your mouth shut!
It’s not the three of them who will be transferred back to Murong Jian. Who is he?
"It's worth it!" The rush of horseshoes came into the ears, and Murong Xue returned to God. He followed the sound and saw a teenager wearing a blue robes riding a fast horse. He was about Thirteen or four years old, the lips are red and white, the appearance is delicate, the corners of the mouth are slightly smacked, arrogant, arrogant, and fascinating.
"Drive!" The fast horse ran fast on the road, and the pedestrians in the past evaded.
Murong Xue is also preparing to stand in the back, a little away from the horse, do not want to, has been standing behind the pedestrians, she can not go back.
Immediately, the teenager saw the pedestrians avoiding. Only she stood still, and there was a trace of anger at the bottom. The long whip in her hand smacked at her with no mercy: "Get out of the way, don't block the path of Xiaoye!"
Ling Li Jinfeng hit the face, Murong Xue cold eyes narrowly picked up, reached for the long whip, forced a wave, the long whip original road turned back, only listened to the sound of '啪', the long whip hit the boy On the chest, he will be shot down, and 'Plop' will fall to the ground and raise the sky!
"Ah!" The screams of the boy passed through the clouds and rang through the clouds.
"Young Master!" A middle-aged butler hurried over and carefully raised the boy, looking at his messy hair, and the long mouth drawn on the robes, and the corner of his mouth could not help but pump.
The young boy was angry and pointed at Murong Xue. He said: "She blocked my way and put me down. The unreasonable shrew, catch her up, hit it!"
The middle-aged butler followed his direction and saw Murong Xue, suddenly widened his eyes: "You are... Miss Murong!"
Murong Xue raised an eyebrow: "Do you know me?" In the original memory, there is no such a middle-aged man.
"Being a job, Chai Jin is the steward of Murong Jian's master who took him to Jingzhou. The old man returned to the capital, and he was naturally returned." Chai Jin said with a smile, pointing to the boy: "This is the eldest son of the second master. Your cousin Murong, do you remember?"
Murong Xueyi glanced at Murong Yu, and his mouth curled up with a sneer: she was thinking about the reason why Murong Jian returned to Beijing. He met his son in a blink of an eye, or met in such a hostile way. It was really narrow!
(End of this chapter)