The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 549 Killing in a dream?
"But Mount Li is mine now!" Li Muyun said unhurriedly when the three fat guys had finished yelling.

The three fat men didn't realize what Li Muyun said at all, and still muttered and complained: "What's the use of that, I told you a long time ago, let you grow those industries..., what are you talking about? What are you?" Is it?"

"Lishan, Lishan is mine now. It reaches Weihe River in the north, Lantian in the south, Chang'an in the west, and Tongguan in the east." Li Muyun said lightly, and the faces of the three fat people turned red instantly.

At this time, the third fat man is no longer the old turtle. He has been in Chang'an for more than a year, and he has been in contact with the stewards of the major families. Compared with the original one in Shuozhou, his vision is very different.

This fat man is very clear about the size of the area Li Muyun mentioned. It can be said that the Shuozhou fiefdom is not small, not to mention that this is the Gyeonggi area where every inch of land is expensive, and that Lishan is still a royal garden. If it is calculated according to the value, Li Muyun can be said to have made a fortune.

After a long time, the third fat man choked out a sentence: "You, what you just said is true."

"You are not joking, the emperor said it himself, so there is still a lie?" Li Muyun raised his eyebrows.

"Damn, well, then, aren't you making a lot of money? No, you can't do this, you have to treat me, you have to treat me to a good meal." Reaffirmed by Li Muyun, the three fat people walked around the room excitedly After a few laps, he turned his head and yelled at his childhood playmate, not paying attention to his identity as the county king at all.

Fortunately, this guy Li Muyun has seen the world, and he didn't really take the identity of Xiaoyao County King seriously. Even though he was shaken like a dog's tail grass swaying in the cold wind by the three fat men, he was not angry, just He smiled and said, "Don't be too happy, even though Lishan is mine now, but those royal buildings are not something we can touch, which means we only have a piece of land at most now."

The three fat men let go of Li Muyun, fidgeting and rubbing their fat hands: "That's not bad, this is Gyeonggi, even a manor with hundreds of acres can be regarded as a rich man. You have built a big mountain and there is still a big one Pingyuan is still not satisfied with being a fiefdom? Do you still want those palaces?"

Li Muyun patted the third fat man, pushed him to one side and sat down, and then said with some confusion: "Theoretically speaking, since those palaces are in my fief, they belong to me. My adoptive father also agrees with this point. Yes, but the problem is that those buildings are all in royal style, if we go in and live in them, it will be considered as exceeding the rules, do you understand?"

"I don't understand, please keep it simple." The third fat man thought for a while, then shook his head and said.

At this time, Li Muyun also found a place to sit at random, raised his legs, put them on the low table that he dragged over casually, and said with a sigh: "In layman's terms, even those emperors in the palaces gave it to me. But I can only watch, but I can't live, if I live, I will beheaded, now you understand?"

The three fatty blinked a pair of small eyes, reacted for a long time, and said with some uncertainty: "You mean, you can't eat it?"

"It's worse than that." Li Muyun put on a wry smile this time: "In theory, the palace belongs to us, but because of the regulations, we can't live there at all. This is one; the other is We also have to pay for the maintenance of those buildings and be responsible for regular cleaning, otherwise it is deceiving the emperor, because the house represents the emperor after all."

The third fat man was completely stunned. He held his head and thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and finally said dejectedly: "Muyun, you know, what I don't like the most is dealing with you cultural people. Can't you just say it more directly?"

"Well, if you can understand it, we are now watchdogs, and our task is to guard the palace, and it is the kind that does not give dog food, do you understand now?"

The third fat man looked suddenly enlightened: "Well, I understand now that you put it that way, that is, we are responsible for guarding the palace and taking care of the day-to-day care, and the places other than the palace are our wages, right?"

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with your understanding like this, but I always feel that things are not that simple." Li Muyun stretched his waist, clicked his tongue and said: "But this is all for the future, I am tired today, so go to bed early. "

"Okay then, you rest first." The three fat men were more nervous than Li Muyun, so they simply didn't think about things they couldn't understand, and called the housekeeper Lao Xia in, and asked him to lead Li Muyun to rest.

Li Muyun's current home is the former manor of Changsun Wuji, which was exchanged for the old house, but His Royal Highness Xiaoyao Wang has never been here, so he can only follow Lao Xia to familiarize himself with his territory first.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning Li Muyun vaguely felt that someone was approaching him. Out of a killer's instinct, the muscles all over his body tensed instantly from the relaxed state. Light's saber swung out like lightning.

"Ah..." After a scream, the dark saber stayed two minutes away from Changle's throat.

It was thanks to Li Muyun's quick reaction, he immediately took it away after hearing Chang Le's scream, otherwise a generation of confidantes might have been wiped out by his sword.

A quarter of an hour later... Li Muyun squatted beside Chang Le depressedly, with tooth marks all over his arms, and couldn't stop apologizing with a bitter face: "Little aunt, grandma, let's stop crying? I didn't mean it!"

"You did it on purpose, I want to tell Father!" After the school ended, Chang Le originally wanted to find Li Muyun to play with, but when he arrived at the manor, he found that the lazy guy was still sleeping, so the little girl wanted to scare him.

But what I never expected was that instead of scaring Li Muyun from speaking, she was almost wiped on the neck. When she saw the fierce knife piercing her neck, the little girl once thought that she would be like those poor cattle and sheep yesterday To die tragically, to be able to survive is simply a fate.

God is so pitiful, Changle, who was almost favored by Li Er, may not even see a knife a few times in a year, but this time he almost died, if he said no, he would be a hell.

And Li Muyun was also afraid, thinking of his own knife made his liver tremble a little bit. If he couldn't stop it in time, the man in the palace would have to skin him. Even skinning wouldn't be enough, at least it would be bone-shattering Only by blowing ashes can the hatred be relieved.

Therefore, this time, no matter what, Changle must not be allowed to tell the story, otherwise the half-year vacation may not be enough for him to recuperate.

(End of this chapter)