The people do respect Miss Mu San, but that will all become the past and people have to look forward.
Song Xiangyu nodded, asked his men to continue guarding at the foot of the mountain, and he took his men to the mountain.
The Presbyterian Church is built on the top of a mountain. There are more than a thousand steps leading up the mountain. Pavilions for people to rest have been built halfway up the mountain and near the top of the mountain.
Song Xiangyu knew that this pavilion was not only a place for rest, but also a channel for communicating information between the mountain and the foot of the mountain. He stayed in the pavilion halfway up the mountain for a while and then went straight to the top of the mountain.
There were already a few people waiting on the top of the mountain. When they saw Song Xiangyu, they didn't ask any extra questions. They just bowed to him and said directly: "Our elders are waiting for you in the Zen temple. Please come this way."
Song Xiangyu nodded, said sorry for the trouble, and followed him straight up a small path on the side and arrived at a house deep in the bamboo forest at the back.
There was a large patch of unknown flowers planted in front of the house. They looked very beautiful and charming. Song Xiangyu couldn't help but take a closer look. The person who led the way saw this and said calmly, "These are poppies. You can only look at them. Don't touch them."
Having been in Yunnan for a while, Song Xiangyu naturally knew what opium was. Without even looking at it again, he followed the man into the house.
The house is built entirely of wood, but the wood is polished to a smooth finish, making the yard look particularly elegant and simple.
He entered the yard and saw a pond dug in the middle of the yard, with koi of various colors swimming in the water. He walked up the wooden steps and finally saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting quietly in the tea room. He walked up to him and bowed, "Junior Song Xiangyu, nice to meet Master Mu."
The Mu Palace originated from the Taizu of the previous dynasty. It is said that the first Tusi of Mu Palace was the godson of the Taizu of the previous dynasty. Therefore, the Mu Palace has really taken root in Yunnan. Everyone says that the people of Yunnan only know Tusi but not emperor.
The inheritance system of the Mu Mansion is very clear and has not changed for hundreds of years - the eldest son will succeed to the throne. The Mu Mansion has maintained this system for dozens of generations, and it only went wrong in Mu Tong's generation.
The old man in front of Song Xiangyu now is the elder brother of the previous generation of chieftain, and also the uncle of Miss Mu San and Mu Tong.
Song Xiangyu sat opposite him and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your help, old man."
Mr. Mu was making tea. He was not used to drinking brewed tea, but he liked making tea very much. He finished the whole set of actions smoothly. He raised his hand slowly and poured a cup for Song Xiangyu: "Song Shizi really thinks highly of me. What do you mean by me helping you? We should thank Song Shizi for giving us a little respect."
The tea in the cup exuded a faint fragrance. Mr. Mu raised his eyebrows and continued very happily: "I know everything about this matter. Prince Song doesn't need to tell me those clichés. I know very well in my heart that the court has spent so much effort that even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can stay here for more than a year. The determination of the emperor and the court can be seen. My ignorant and stupid niece actually tried to stop the chariot with a mantis arm. She ended up like this. It's her own fault. She can't blame anyone else."
The other person knew everything in his heart, so Song Xiangyu didn't need to say anything more. He nodded sincerely and said, "Mr. Mu is so reasonable. I have nothing to say. I hope you know why Miss Mu San tried to get the support of the Council of Elders and wanted to connect the chieftains of Zhennan Prefecture, Mengding Prefecture, Cheli Xuanwei Division and Nandian Xuanwei Division. I don't need to tell you why. You know it in your heart. The overall situation has been decided. We will never allow such a thing to happen and let the efforts and hard work of countless people go to waste. Therefore, Miss Mu San must die."
His words were powerful and the determination he revealed was self-evident.
After saying this, he softened his tone: "However, our Highness has already made instructions this morning. If Miss Mu is determined to do what she wants, there is no need to show mercy, but for Qinglu, this child, we can show some leniency."
Old Master Mu looked up at him, with a complex expression in his eyes.
He was really a little shocked. How old was Xiao Heng? He hadn't even reached adulthood yet, but at this age, he had already understood the situation so thoroughly, led his troops to win several key battles, and even managed to do things so thoroughly!
He killed Miss Mu San as a warning and also to tell the Elders Council that if they made the same mistake as Miss Mu San, he would not show leniency and would destroy the Elders Council as well.
Leaving Mu Qinglu behind was to appease the Elders Council and let them understand that if the Elders Council could cooperate honestly, he could accommodate an Elders Council and the Mu Mansion.
He has thought of all the paths, and he will give you the result based on whichever path you choose.
No wonder Mu Tong was defeated, and no wonder those local soldiers were willing to follow him to attack the city.
With such skills... ... why worry about injustice in Yunnan
How could he say anything else? He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, with mixed feelings in his heart, and thanked Song Xiangyu as calmly as possible: "I was just about to thank you, Prince, for being lenient and leaving a bloodline for our Mu Mansion. We, the Mu Mansion, will remember this kindness in our hearts. If there is anything you can do for us, we will do it without hesitation."
This is what Song Xiangyu was waiting for. He also liked Mu Qinglu very much, but unfortunately his background determined his position. He did not agree with Xiao Heng's decision at first. He thought that since Miss Mu San had rebellious intentions, she should not be tolerated and it would be better to nip her in the bud.
But Xiao Heng insisted that he let Mu Qinglu go.
Now, he finally understood why.
Yes, keeping Mu Qinglu would, firstly, save him from any conflicts with Tang Qingfeng and Tang Yuan, and secondly, it would be a huge favor to the Mu Mansion Elders' Council.
With Mu Qinglu here, the support of the Elders' Council will be given to the imperial court.
He immediately smiled and said, "To be honest, there is indeed a matter that requires the intervention of the Council of Elders. I hope Mr. Mu can condescend to come down the mountain. Once this matter is completed, we will send you back. In addition, please rest assured that this area of Lion Mountain will naturally belong to the Mu Mansion forever. Our prince asked me to bring you a message. He will write a letter to ask for a title to be conferred on the Mu Mansion. From now on, the Mu Mansion will naturally have hereditary wealth and honor."
What else can Mr. Mu say
He naturally nodded and agreed: "Your Highness is so far-sighted and considerate of us in every aspect. I will go with you. Please lead the way."
Song Xiangyu looked at him and smiled.