I heard my whole family are villains

Chapter 247
Lu Boya didn't want to wait, "For a few words, just say it directly, are you afraid that we won't be able to eat?"

"No, let's eat first!"

Zhao Jia was very upright and mercilessly rejected the proposal.

However, this did not bother the appetites of the few people. Five people had ten dishes and a bowl of bitter gourd soup, and they still ate cleanly.

They patted their stomachs unanimously, and everyone moved to lie down on the rocking chairs arranged in a row in the courtyard... drowsy!
After a while, Liu Zhiyuan asked in a daze, "Did we forget something?"

Full of wine and food, sleepy and busy, I really don't want to use my brain.

He poked Lu Boya next to him to make him think.

"Zhao Jia, hurry up, don't be a fool."

After getting acquainted with him, Lu Boya completely let himself go, but he was a bit like Mu Yao before, sloppy and casual.

"Oh, then get ready, I told you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it straight to the point."

"Three things, first, people from Fucheng have learned that Pingyang's taxes and food have disappeared; second, the county magistrate has been dismissed, and even the entire county government has been cleaned; third, I heard that the new county magistrate has received the appointment document and is about to take office. .”

"What does this have to do with us?" Lu Boya was puzzled, "As long as it doesn't delay Qiu Wei, it doesn't matter anything!"

"The new county magistrate is an instruction," Mu Yao looked up, "Do you think it has anything to do with us?"

"how can that be!"

The two exclaimed at the same time, and the drowsiness disappeared instantly.

If Jiaoyu had the ability to fill the gap, would he still wait until now?

It will be more than ten years since he got the honor of Juren, at least?

"When the opportunity comes, nothing is impossible. Pingyang's taxes and food are lost. This mess is not easy to clean up, and the county magistrate is not so easy to do!"

Mu Yao's words made the two of them fall into deep thought.

"You mean, someone deliberately pushed the teaching to take the blame?"

"The top one has been suppressed, not teaching."

"Even so, this official is not easy to do!"

"It's both a crisis and an opportunity. How would you choose?"

"Of course I caught it, so what?"

Xixia Village.

Patriarch Mu also heard about it.

Facing the door that was still closed at noon, he went up and kicked it directly, "Mu Zhuo, I died for this father. I only eat and sleep every day. Why don't you just reincarnate as a pig?"

Under the quilt, Mu Zhuo was confused, shook his head, and then yawned and asked, "Father, you are so good, why did you suddenly lose your temper?"

Sure enough, it smells far and near!
When I first came back, I would give what I wanted, eat what I wanted, and if I slept for too long, I would bring food to my room and call myself to eat in a soft voice.

It's only been a few days?

Good guy, Dad already wants to take a bamboo whip!
Aren't I just lazy and greedy, as for it?
"Don't talk nonsense, get up quickly, if you don't come out in a quarter of an hour, I'll just splash it with water!"

More and more outrageous.

When I first came back, at least I helped out for a stroll, but now it's fine, I can't wait to sleep on the bed to death.

No matter how tired you are, you should rest for three or four days, right?
Patriarch Mu would never admit it, the longer he stayed with his old son, the more annoying he would be.

"Get up now!"

Knowing that his father would do what he said, Mu Zhuo didn't dare to dawdle, wearing a middle coat, he rubbed his eyes and let it out with his hair disheveled.

Patriarch Mu: What should I do if the fist is about to move again?
Forget it, the business is important, don't worry about these trivial matters for the time being.

Even though he comforted himself like this, Patriarch Mu still took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

"Mu Zhuo, have you thought about that before?"

"Which one?"

"Which one else?" Patriarch Mu tugged at his son's ear and growled, "Of course it's going to be a prisoner in the yamen!"

"Oh, Dad, I forgot to think about it."

After hearing this, Patriarch Mu couldn't bear it any longer, and kicked his son's ass all the way, "I'm sorry for myself if I don't hit you!"

If this brat was not his own, he would definitely be thrown into the trash!
"No, you don't understand what I mean," Mu Zhuo rubbed his butt, and walked over again, "I didn't take this matter to heart, what do you mean? I definitely don't care!"

"and then?"

"Don't even think about it, it's not suitable!"

What a simple matter, isn't this solved?

These words sound reasonable at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, they are all sophistry.

Unbearable, Patriarch Mu grabbed his son and beat him up.

Even though he was reluctant to get angry, because of anger, he still beat people black and blue.

In the end, he slumped down on the chair to rest, "Forget it, if you don't want it, you don't want it."

"Are you no longer persuading?"

Mu Zhuo was struggling.

What he said just now was just to fool people casually, but he hadn't thought it through yet.

I don't know if it's a cheap thing, so he just gave up so neatly, he really doesn't want to part with it.

The status of soap officials is low, it depends on where they are.

Anyway, walking sideways in Pingyang County, you don’t even need to pay for meals, and occasionally you can get some oil and water for some filial piety.

More importantly, the position can be passed on to the children and grandchildren, and the income can be guaranteed in drought and flood.

"You've already made up your mind, so what's the point?"

"I do not……"

Before I said that word, I felt my father's cannibalistic eyes.

Pursing her lips, Mu Zhuo decisively closed her mouth.

"That's the decision," Patriarch Mu said decisively, "I'll go to your second uncle's house!"

"Father, why don't you want me to enter the county office?"

At first, Mu Zhuo really thought that he was fooling his father, but after thinking about it, he felt that his own father was not so stupid.

But he couldn't analyze the reasons for the opposition.

"For other people in the village, including me, the errands in the yamen are very good, with more money and less work, but you are different."

"What's the difference?"

"You have to follow Mu Er well!"

"Why?" Mu Zhuo was not convinced, "What am I worse than that kid Mu Yao?"

"No one looks as good as anyone else, and his head is not as smart as others. How can you compare with him?"

Mu Shan was speechless, didn't the old son feel compelled?

Even in the village, he is not outstanding. To be honest, Mu San is better than him.

At least they are very capable of working!
"Have you buried your own son like this?"

"Am I not telling the truth?"

"This……"

Mu Zhuo faltered and dared not answer.

"I can see clearly that the future of Mu Er's family is in Fucheng, in the capital, and in the whole of Dazhao. If you are not convinced, you will not be able to do it. If you don't make friends while they are not up, you will not be able to find a breakthrough if you want to build a relationship in the future."

"What are you talking about? Son, am I that kind of person?"

"If you are willing to be mediocre, you can pretend that I didn't say anything."

With emotion, Patriarch Mu told the other sons what they did.

After listening, Mu Zhuo gritted his teeth directly, "How could they do this!"

It's just a division of property, even if the household registration is still together, it's so clear, don't take advantage of the family if you have the ability?

"We have to get along with each other in any relationship, and the same goes for brothers.

Your brother and the others have worked hard in the county for so many years, and they have a tacit understanding, only you have been staying in the village..."

(End of this chapter)