He is sure that within ten years, Wei Qing will be able to lead Wei Guo to new heights.
Mu Ran prevaricates a few sentences casually and perfunctoryly passes by.
He didn't want to go through this muddy water.
Wei Qing's malicious value towards the world now, because of the movement that night lost 20 points. It's seventy o'clock.
It is also time for him to return to his own country and take revenge with his own hands.
If he gets involved, I'm afraid it will delay his work.
The officials did not expect Mu Ran's attitude to be so firm, and they all doubted whether Mu Ran could still be a good emperor.
Wei Qing left.
The people from Weiguo came very quickly.
People will arrive in the afternoon.
They just paid a brief visit to Mu Ran and left with Wei Qing.
When leaving, Mu Ran stood at a high position and looked at him.
Wei Qing's face was calm, without the slightest expression.
He walked away without any nostalgia, and this reaction made Mu Ran even more frustrated.
He sighed and walked towards his bedroom.
He is now using the idea of ??catching the wind and cold, and he can't always run outside.
Uncle Wang followed behind Mu Ran, watching him carefully, for fear that he would be sad again.
As soon as Mu Ran walked to a place not far from his work, he found a familiar figure.
Xirong.
Mu Ran was a little speechless.
What is this luthier doing all day?
Apart from coming to him every day to cultivate a relationship, there is nothing else to do?
After thinking about it, Mu Ran decided to explain it to him.
Mu Ran walked up to him, this time, he didn't turn a blind eye to him.
"You follow me." Mu Ran glanced at him and walked into the room.
Xirong was inexplicably nervous, with a tense face, he nodded slightly.
Sitting on a chair, Mu Ran skillfully picked up the teacup on his right.
Xi Rong followed in, and sat on the stool opposite him under the signal of Mu Ran's eyes.
"Who are you?" Mu Ran took a sip of tea and asked straightforwardly.
Xirong's hands on his knees were clenched into fists.
He spoke his own affairs in his slightly indifferent voice.
Mu Ran put down the teacup, and put on a posture of eating melons with his head propped up.
After listening to everything, Mu Ran finally understood why this luthier with good looks, good figure, good martial arts, and talent was always obsessed with him.
There is only one reason for everything - no goal.
How easy it is to handle.
Mu Ran, who has experienced dozens of worlds and has become a master of professional psychological adjustment, showed a kind smile like a priest.
Xirong's vision flickered, and he felt that Mu Ran seemed to be shining.
"You did this to repay me, right?" Mu Ran said softly, with a very gentle tone.
Xirong blinked, but did not speak.
Mu Ran smiled: "This is not the only way to repay your kindness. Can you open a piano room for me?"
"The piano room?" Xirong's eyes were full of doubts.
"Yes." Mu Ran began to fool people openly, "Your piano has a special ability. It can relax the mind of the listener. For some people, it is a very important life-saving medicine."
Mu Ran talked a lot, and Xi Rong was finally persuaded by Mu Ran.
With the mentality of giving it a try, he went to prepare.
Uncle Wang, who was standing beside Mu Ran, shook his head with a smile.
The emperor did not ask the luthier to open a piano room for him, but clearly asked the luthier to open a piano room for himself.
This is exactly why hewas willing to let go of everything and follow the emperor. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com