After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

After the coachman was astonished, he had no choice but to put away his curiosity and wait quietly aside, listening to their conversation without daring to make any sound.

He was also very curious about how Mu Yunxiao, who usually stayed in the village or worked in the mines, met such a big shot, but he didn't dare to ask in front of the old man, so he had to tell the truth I suppressed my doubts and thought about asking more questions in detail after I returned to the village.

This coachman is a young man. He often travels with the Mu family on weekdays. He has become familiar with it over time. He claims to be a good doorkeeper, but he is still a young man and is still very curious. After hearing those few words: " "Savior", almost scratching his head, he thought of several versions of the story between the Mu Yunxiao brothers and the old man of the city lord's palace.

From these few words, the coachman almost thought of the various legendary stories told by the village storyteller. An ordinary farmer accidentally saved the noble man, and his poor life changed drastically...

Just as the coachman was distracted, the expressions of the patrolling soldiers around him suddenly became serious. They all looked in the same direction, knelt down on the ground almost at the same time, and called out respectfully: "City Lord! "

Originally, according to the status of the old man, the patrol guards had to kneel down and bow down when they saw him. However, Mr. Liu's upright and casual temperament naturally made everyone in the house exempt from this ceremony and follow his ideas. Look, he is where he is now because of hard work. If he rashly let people kneel down and worship him without losing his lifespan, he would still want to live for a few more years.

The coachman was slightly startled when he heard the loud and breathy call. He subconsciously looked over and saw a man of about 40 years old wearing a red gold robe walking over not far away. His sharp eagle eyes, which are exactly the same as that of the old man, convey an intimidating aura, and his somewhat similar face allows people to guess his identity at a glance.

The city lord and the old man are indeed father and son, and their aura is very intimidating, but the old man is more gentle and reserved, while the city lord in his prime has the demeanor of a superior person.

After just one glance, the coachman suddenly realized what he was doing, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed respectfully with the guards.

As an ordinary citizen, it would be disrespectful to see the Lord of the City without saluting him. His few lives are not enough to squander!
Different from ordinary cities, on the territory of Yue City, the status of the city lord here is not much different from that of the emperor of the current dynasty. The lord of a city, holding a heavy army, is a mediocre and corrupt dynasty. The person who is most feared and has to please.

This is why most of the exiled prisoners of the current dynasty were escorted here all the way, providing free miner labor to the local area almost all year round and cheaply.

Mu Yunxiao naturally recognized the city lord, and just like last time, he leaned down and bowed politely, neither humble nor arrogant. After all, he was still just an exiled prisoner.

Among the people present, except for most of the people who were kneeling and did not dare to speak, the only ones standing were the city lord and his son. The old man muttered something disgustingly: "You haven't corrected this problem yet? Are you always doing it?" It’s not too troublesome to ask others to kneel down and salute.”

The words seemed to express his dislike for his son, and also revealed the intimacy between father and son. From a few words, it can be seen that there must be no disagreement between father and son on weekdays, and they are not polite or needy at all. Be considerate of others.The city lord waved his hand, beckoning everyone around him to stand up and salute. He turned his head, with a rather helpless expression on his solemn face, and looked at his own father, who had a bit of an old naughty mentality, and said : "Dad...this is a rule, you can't change it. After all, I am the lord of a city, so I still have to have rules."

But Mr. Liu didn't understand these big principles at all. He waved his hand and smiled, saying: "Don't use your broken rules to frustrate your own father. I was also the one who led the people under my command when we went to Yuecheng." Brother beat down those who are not well-behaved, hey, I don’t care about you either. You are not like me at all, you are very old-fashioned, just like your mother!"

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion seemed to have long been accustomed to this scene of father and son getting along. Even after hearing these words, their expressions remained unchanged. They waited quietly aside, but they looked different than when they just faced the old man. Their faces are a bit more serious than that. After all, the city lord is very particular about rules and respect.

The father and son only quarreled for a few words. The city lord's eyes suddenly fell on the injured arm on the side of the old man. A large bright blood stain soaked the sleeve on the side, which was particularly eye-catching.

The city lord didn't care about anything else. He walked up quickly and asked worriedly: "Dad...your arm..."

Old Mrs. Liu took hold of Mu Yunxiao's arm beside him and introduced him: "Well... we'll talk about the rest later. First, thank you, Mr., for being my savior. This kid... Mu Yunxiao, right? If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to do anything. It's as simple as bleeding from your arm. Why are you still standing there, thank you for saving your biological father!"

The city lord had met Mu Yunxiao before, so he naturally remembered it. After hearing the old man's words, he just glanced at him calmly, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for saving my life."

When he came over just now, he naturally saw Mu Yunxiao beside the old man. However, the city lord was more worried about his father who had been missing all afternoon, rather than an ordinary outsider, so he turned his attention to Mu Yunxiao at this moment. Come on.

The city lord also tried to invite Mu Yunxiao into the mansion. This meeting was different from the last time, so his attitude was more polite. Before Mu Yunxiao could respond, the old man stopped him first and explained to Mu Yunxiao. : "It's getting late, and he still has to go home to see his family. Their brothers will be here tomorrow. I will entertain them personally, and you can go about your business."

The city lord was more concerned about his father's injury, so he did not force him to stay. He stepped forward to help the old man up, and ordered the attendants beside him: "Go to the other courtyard and call all the doctors to the main courtyard! All the doctors are here. Come here and check on the old man’s injury!”

"Mu Yunxiao put some ointment on me. My injury is healed, so I don't have to worry so much." The old man waved his weak arms helplessly while dealing with his son's worries. (End of chapter)