C109

Lan Ben?

Hearing these two words, Murong Nan felt like he was struck by lightning. He looked at Mu Rong Xian with his eyes almost popping out and wished that he could whip him to death!

"You, you, how can you?"

At that time, Mu Rong Xian was facing his father's wrath. He didn't know if he would survive, but how could he care about face? With a pale face, he plopped down from his horse and hugged his father to the front leg of his horseshoe as he cried.

"You can't blame me for this, you can't blame me for this!"

"It's all that 49!"

"He's the one who rushed into the prince's mansion with his Heavenly Wolf War Pet in order to investigate the matter of the concubine receiving bribes. I can't kill my subordinates, I've been bullied to such an extent by him! "

"Bastard!"

Murong Nan was so angry that he whipped Mu Rong Xian's thigh.

"I will fucking beat you to death, you ignorant bastard! He had always known how to enjoy life since he was young! It was completely useless! Your brain has grown so long! "

"If he wants to find the Gongzi, then let him!"

"What are you afraid of that you won't open the door for?"

Mu Rong Xian hugged his legs but still couldn't figure it out! He felt wronged! Father did not understand his difficulties at all!

"Father!" They are going to rush into the palace to search! "

"If we just casually let him in, how are we going to deal with the people from the Southern Prince's Mansion in the capital?" If we, as masters, are unwilling to protect those who work for us, then who would be willing to serve us!? "

Murong Nan had an expression of disappointment.

"What can a bribe account book do to me even if it gets exposed to the crown prince?" What's more, as a subordinate of Molda, even if he wants to be our enemy, so what? "

Mu Rong Xian finally stopped crying and looked at his father foolishly. He had to admit that his father was right.

After all, if he had a grudge with him, he was now one of Molda's men! It was said that beating a dog depended on its owner! He, the dog from the Southern Prince's Mansion … Pah pah pah! How could he, the future heir to the Southern Prince's Mansion, not give Molda some face?

Thinking of this, Mu Rong Xian's mind suddenly lit up. He held his leg and looked at Mu Rong Nan pitifully.

"Then Father, what should we do next?"

Murong Nan had a complicated look in his eyes as he looked towards the Molda Courtyard in the southwest, and instructed the butler with a gloomy face.

"Go, send me a letter of farewell to General Molda's residence. "Just say that I recently obtained a Night Pearl from the East Ocean Continent and was planning to hold a party to admire the pearl in the general's residence. I would like to ask the general if you would allow me to do so."

The steward said yes and ran off to keep an eye on the situation.

After nightfall, at the appointed time for dinner, Molda received a greeting letter from Murong Nan in his study.

It was a beautiful invitation to decorate the place. The craftsmen used their delicate hands to knock out the words of the Southern Prince's Mansion on the bottom of this thin piece of gold. Accompanied by the luxurious peony underside, there was an unsightly charm in the complexity. Molda's name was designed to stand out in the world. It sparkled brightly, and when compared to the complex design of the shading, it gave off a sense of prominence like a crane among a flock of chickens.

Mo Da nodded as he watched, praising Murong Nan for his meticulous thoughts. Even the memo was impeccable. With a sudden change in tone, he brought up the matter of the pearl.

"Murong Nan wants to borrow my courtyard to view the Pearl Bestowal Assembly. This matter is not impossible. However, this general was still a bit worried. My house has always been guarded only by war wolves. What if you scare the guests who come to watch? "

The steward, who had already thought of a plan, replied without raising his head.

"The Lord Prince of the South has already spoken. It was already a great favor for the general to lend the house to him for the bounty. As for whether or not he would receive a noble person's invitation, he did not even consider whether they were afraid of battle pets. All he cares about is whether the General likes this pearl. "

Hearing this, the corners of Molda's mouth could not help but rise as he continued to ask. So what if I like it or not?

The butler did not raise his head, but respectfully expressed his respect.

"Our Prince of South said so. If the general likes this pearl. Then he would change the invitation to the general's name! Beads have a price, friendship has no price! To be able to exchange these beads for the general's friendship, he feels that it's worth it! "

As he finished, he clapped his hands, and had someone bring up an exquisite brocade box. He opened it to reveal a fist-sized pearl inside the red velvet. The pearl refracted the light, giving off an intoxicating milky sheen, like the cheeks of a superior woman.

With a single glance, Molda fell deeply in love with this rare treasure! He couldn't wait to take the Night Pearl and play with it in his arms! It was given to him by the Prince of the South! No, no, no!

However, just when even the butler thought that Molda would definitely accept the Night Pearl, it was only natural for the general to withdraw from the small notebook. Molda suddenly let out a long sigh, placed the Night Pearl back into the embroidered box, and pushed it back to the butler.

"Why?"

At that time, the head of the butler had been completely blown over by the bombers.

General Molda, who liked money and beauties, had suddenly changed his mind. Would he voluntarily withdraw from the food in his mouth? Was it going to rain?

At this moment, Molda suddenly expressed his distress to the butler.

"Recently, there are three new concubines in the backyard, which I like. I'd like to reward them with something. "But …"

"Molda reluctantly stroked the Night Pearl in the box with his eyes and shrugged his shoulders." Women are a particularly competitive animal. If I give the Night Pearl to one of my concubines and give the other two things. I guess I won't be able to get through the doors of three people that night. "

When the housekeeper heard this, he could not help but gape with his mouth wide open. He thought to himself, "What the f * ck is going on?" Gifting a woman to a Night Pearl?

Morda made his final summary in brief terms.

"So, you understand?"

What he meant was, idiots! If you want to bribe me, can a mere Luminous Pearl do it?

The steward, who was suddenly 'on the spur of the moment' by Molda, would never have thought that this would happen. Since he couldn't come up with any other ideas in his haste, he could only bend over and say his apologies. He had to repay this matter to the prince and ask the general to wait for a moment.

It was only after the butler of the Southern Prince's Residence had left Molda's study room. Molda, who was pretending to be vexed at first, relaxed his posture and sat back down in his chair. He began to talk to the 'air' without a care in the world.

"You told me before that if you wait for Murong Nan to give me a gift and refuse first, then he'll give me more good stuff."

"But This General still doesn't understand. Even if in the end, Murong Nan brought me three of these Night Pearls. That was only a mere six thousand taels of gold. It's still a long way from the big three years of military spending you promised. "How can you guarantee that I'll make a fortune in the end?"