After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 148 Disagreeing with Ah Zhao as City Lord

Ling Jingyu watched, glanced at Ling Yongnian's knee from the corner of the eye, then looked away, and tapped his fingers on the table.

Mo Yunzhao sat lazily, his voice was soft but cold.

"Mo Jinghao framed the city lord, insulted his clan, and wanted to seize the city lord position, so he was expelled from the city lord's mansion and removed from the family tree."

She said, looking up at Mo Jinghao, "Are you convinced?"

"I……"

Mo Yunzhao interrupted him with a smile, "Second Uncle, don't be dissatisfied, I have plenty of evidence."

After thinking about it, Mo Jinghao felt that the thin window had already been pierced, and there was no way to hide it, and his face was about to be torn apart.

"I just don't accept it." He raised his head, "Today's matter is my setup, and I want Yun Zhao to give up the position of city lord."

Before Mo Yunzhao could speak, he went on to say, "However, I did this for your own good."

He was really not reconciled, it was obvious that Mo Yunzhao had someone poison him at the beginning, but in the end, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and swallow the bitter fruit.

Not at all good.

Mo Yunzhao laughed angrily at his words, "You poisoned yourself and set up a trap to harm me, but it turned out that it was for my own good, why do you want me to say thank you, or owe you a favor?"

Mo Yunlan looked up at Mo Jinghao's swollen pig-headed face, holding the machete, and gestured quietly.

With a big face, how many pieces do you need to cut off to make your face look smaller?

This thick-skinned person, how many layers have to be peeled off to be thin-skinned?
Mo Jinghao's face was righteous: "According to the gossip, some mobs came to Moyang City to attack the city lord. They were very cruel. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to handle it, so I came up with this plan to let you temporarily avoid the limelight."

"Mo Jinghao, do you think I'm a fool?"

Mo Yunzhao raised his hand and was about to slap the table, but before he dropped his hand, he heard a heavy slap on the table.

She looked sideways at Ling Jingyu.

He smiled at her with peach blossom eyes.

Slapping the table and other hard work, of course he will come.

Otherwise, if Ah Zhao's hand hurts from being slapped, is he breaking the table?Or cut people?
Mo Jinghao was really willing to tear his face apart.

"Yun Zhao, if you are courageous and capable of governing Moyang City, we will be convinced, but you can't, you only care about your children."

He stepped forward, aggressively, "You deserve the position of city lord! We refuse to accept it."

Mo Yunzhao raised his eyes and swept lightly, "Aren't you convinced?"

The clan relatives bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, but they obviously acquiesced.

Mr. Mo was the first city lord, and they had already seen the benefits brought by the power of Moyang City.

Now the second generation falls on the little girl Mo Yunzhao, and they are all dissatisfied.

Because, they thought that anyone who had participated in the battle was more qualified than Mo Yunzhao to be the city lord.

The patriarch glanced at Ling Jingyu, but said weakly, "If you can defend Moyang City, the old man will obey anyone."

He doesn't care who is the city lord, he only cares about who can make Moyang City prosperous and who can keep the glory of Mojia.

"Mo Yunzhao, there is a small riot now, why don't you compare with my father and see who will be the city lord if it subsides first?"

Mo Bici stood up and looked at Mo Yunzhao provocatively.

Then he looked at Ling Jingyu and said to him: "Your Highness, this is our Moyang City affairs, and I hope His Highness will not get involved, because outsiders and the court cannot interfere."

Without the help of His Highness the Crown Prince, what can Mo Yunzhao do?
Ling Jingyu snorted, "I am not an outsider, I am the one who wants to marry Ah Zhao."

(End of this chapter)