Left hand charm!Right hand sword!The little ancestor came down the mountain and got out of the way!

Chapter 82 The Emperor Wants Treasures

"Senior Brother, can you write a letter to Master? I miss him a little." Su Mumu scolded and punished Master, but in fact this was the beginning of missing him.

"If you can write, I'll have someone deliver it to you." Qing Yi touched the little junior sister's head, and those scolding words disappeared automatically.

Su Mumu nodded, "Then I go back to the dealer. They will definitely be waiting for me to eat, and they will cry."

"Daddy Zhuang is a grown man and can cry."

"Sometimes I think, if I were really Mrs. Zhuang's biological child, that would actually be great."

She was very sad to leave the banker.

Qing Yi didn't know how to explain, so he just kept silent.He doesn't understand about family affection.

Junior sister is good at everything, but she is too affectionate.

As expected, everyone in the Zhuang Mansion was waiting. Su Mumu quickly jumped out of the carriage, "What should we eat tonight?"

"Eating dumplings, my mother took us to make them together. Lamb fillings, pork fillings, shrimp fillings, pickled cabbage fillings... more than ten kinds. There are also glutinous rice balls with various fillings. Sister, let's go!" Zhuang Yuanbing hurriedly took his sister with him. go home.

Everyone else followed Su Mumu. As for Imperial Master Qingyi, sorry, they couldn't see him for the time being.

All of them can only see Mumu tonight.

Qing Yi said nothing and asked Feiyun to drive back.

"Sister, I've thought of a particularly good idea, that is, you can stay at the richest man's house for three days, and then come back for one day. In this way, we can meet often, do you agree?" Zhuang Yuandian also stepped forward. .

He wasn't good enough to his sister before. If he could go back in time, he would definitely kick him over.

"No! But you can come to me if you have anything to do. Daddy Zhuang, you have a sad cloud on your eyebrows and your hall is dark. What happened to you?" Su Mumu looked at Daddy Zhuang.

General Zhuang waved his hands randomly, "I have nothing to worry about, I just can't bear to let you go."

He denied it!Su Mumu frowned and stared at Daddy Zhuang's face, watching him panic so much that his dumplings dropped to the floor.

Mrs. Zhuang also looked seriously at this time, "Zhuang Ren, you actually lied. Tell me what happened!"

They have been married for many years, how can he hide this from her?
"It's okay!" General Zhuang refused to say.

"Daddy Zhuang, does this matter have something to do with me or does it have to do with Mother Zhuang? The death of Zhuang Dafu and his family of three would not have caused you to be like this." Su Mumu asked while eating dumplings.

Her attitude made the people at the table relax a little.

"Dad, you lied in front of my sister. Aren't you trying to show off in front of Guan Gong! Just say it quickly, don't act like a bitch!" Before Zhuang Yuan finished speaking on the phone, he was beaten by his elder brother.

"It's against the rules to talk to dad like this!" Zhuang Yuanfeng scolded his younger brother.

Zhuang Yuandian was a little unhappy after being beaten, "Yes, I said the wrong thing, but dad was hesitant and not crisp at all."

"Mumu, madam, I'll tell you when I go to the study later. It's not a big deal to eat first." General Zhuang stopped the topic.

Okay, let’s start with the food. Su Mumu has no objection.

"I most like to eat dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage." She deliberately downplayed the sadness of separation.

Besides, everyone is in the capital, so it won't be so sad.

"Then I will give you some more in the future. You are at the Shen family. Can I visit you?" Mrs. Zhuang asked quietly.

She was so afraid of being rejected that her words were somewhat flattering.

"Of course! But I don't promise to be there every day. You can tell me in advance." Su Mumu is not guaranteed to stay in the house no matter where she is, how boring that would be.

"Then every time before I go, I have someone deliver a letter first. When you get home at night and see the letter, just give me a reply." Mrs. Zhuang thought that her daughter was busy with big things every day, and she could understand.Qingyang raised his head and said, "Junior sister, I will help you send the letter."

This mission must be won, otherwise they will look useless next to their junior sister.

"Okay." Su Mumu agreed, "Daddy Zhuang, Mrs. Zhuang, kiss me and eat enough."

She touched her round belly. It was time to lose weight, otherwise she would not be able to keep up with her senior brother. It was too difficult to fly up. She almost fell off today, which was embarrassing.

She must work hard to cultivate a golden body and save it for her future self.

General Zhuang was in the study, hesitatingly telling the whole story. The emperor just wanted the treasures of the Hua family.

I heard that taking that thing can extend your life by 50 years.

I wonder which emperor can remain unmoved?

Even ordinary people wanted to take it for themselves. The emperor couldn't find a breakthrough from the Hua family, so he came to him.

"Are you kidding? If the emperor eats that thing, his body will explode and die." Su Mumu sneered.

The biggest problem with the royal family under this mountain is that they think they are the masters of the world.

How ridiculous!

"I was worried that he would attack the Hua family, so I..." General Zhuang looked at his wife and then at Mu Mu.

Finally, he said it in one breath, "I want to lead people to intercept the emperor's people. Even if I die, I will not let them succeed."

"Mu Mu, is this the bloody disaster of your father Zhuang? Is the opportunity I got today a gift from that treasure? In addition to me, there are also my father and the others." Mrs. Zhuang touched her belly. She should have shared it with her mother and son.

If the emperor knew that the treasure had been absorbed by them, would they be directly used by the emperor as a medicine guide to make elixirs?

She expressed all her worries. It must be said that pregnant women have rich imaginations.

General Zhuang was stunned, "He dares! If he does this, I will directly oppose him."

"I fought desperately to kill the enemy outside, and almost died several times. If he dared to temper my wife and children, I would dare to fight to the Golden Palace with my sword."

Su Mumu took Mother Zhuang's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, you have been blessed by heaven. Your mission of protecting the Hua family has been completed, do you understand?"

Mrs. Zhuang immediately understood that her father had told her about this.But the explanation was not very thorough, so she was not sure whether the golden body was given to Mu Mu or the national master.

She was a little selfish, she hoped it was Mu Mu.

"What should we do about this matter?" Mrs. Zhuang said anxiously.

Su Mumu blinked her big eyes, "Ahem, there's a ready-made one in Dali Temple. Just try it."

"That's a skeleton. Could it be that the Hua family's treasure has always been like this! If you had told me, I could bring back 10,000+ skeletons from the battlefield."

"Tall and short, there are men, women, and children. We also have them in several other countries. Especially in the Japanese country, the skeletons are best suited to use a stick. One by one, they will be knocked away." General Zhuang can't wait to go to the battlefield now to fight those ten thousand skeletons. Digging in a pit.

Mrs. Zhuang pulled his clothes and asked him to stop talking. Didn't you see that her daughter was almost laughing?
Su Mumu really couldn't hold it back, "Daddy Zhuang, you are so cute. But you are right, those skeletons in Japan are suitable for being beaten away with sticks."

"Why are you pulling my clothes? My daughter praises me. If you like it, Mumu, I will get some more for you in the future." General Zhuang had long been downplayed and angry.

Wrapped in horse leather and buried on the spot, this was the fate of most of them as soldiers.

Not many people can return their bodies home.

He joked about the cruelty of the battlefield and even criticized the man in the wheelchair.

(End of this chapter)