"But Mount Li is mine!" When the three fat men were almost shouting, Li Muyun said slowly.

The three fat guys didn't react at all, and still muttered: "What's the use? I've told you a long time ago that you'll get the industries to grow. What did you say? What's yours?"

"Lishan, Lishan is mine, from the north to the Wei River, from the south to Lantian, from the west to Chang'an, and from the east to Tongguan." Li Muyun said lightly, and the three fat men's face turned red in an instant.

At this time, the three fat men were not the same country bumpkin as before. They had been in Chang'an for more than a year and were in contact with the managers of various major families. Their vision was very different from that in Shuozhou.

The fat man knew very well how big the area Li Muyun mentioned was. It can be said that the fiefdom of Shuozhou is only large or small, not to mention that it is a capital area with every inch of land, and Mount Li is also a royal garden. If calculated based on the value, Li Muyun can be said to have made a fortune.

After a long time, the three fat guys said, "You, what you just said is true."

"Jun Wu is joking, what the emperor said in person, is there any falsehood?" Li Muyun raised his eyebrows.

"Damn, then, aren't you making a fortune? No, this doesn't work. You have to treat me, you have to have a good meal." After getting Li Muyun's affirmation again, the three fat men walked around the house excitedly for a few times, turned their heads and yelled at the childhood playmate, without even seeing his identity as a prince at all.

Fortunately, Li Muyun has seen the world and did not really take the identity of Prince Xiaoyao seriously. Even though he was shook by the three fat men, he was similar to the dog-tail grass swaying in the cold wind, he was not angry. He just smiled and said, "Don't be happy too early. Although Mount Li is mine at the moment, those royal buildings are not something we can touch, which means that we have at most a piece of land."

The three fat men let go of Li Muyun and rubbed their fat hands restlessly: "That's not bad. This is the capital of the capital. Even if there are a manor of more than a hundred acres, they can be considered a rich man. You have built a mountain and a large plain as a fief, but you are not satisfied? Do you want those palaces to stay away from you?"

Li Muyun patted the three fat men, pressed him aside and sat down, and said in a little confused: "Theoretically, since those palaces are in my fiefdom, they belong to me. My adoptive father also agreed to this point, but the problem is that those buildings are royal systems. If we go in and live there, it will be considered a trans-order. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand, please say it's simpler." The three fat man thought for a while, shook his head and said.

At this time, Li Muyun also found a place to sit, raised his legs, put them on the short table he pulled over, and sighed and said, "In layman's words, even the emperors of the palaces and other emperors gave them to me, but I could only watch but couldn't live. If I stay, I would be beheaded. Now do you understand?"

The three fat man blinked a pair of small eyes, reacted for a long time, and said with some uncertainty: "What do you mean is that you can't eat it?"

"It's even worse than that." Li Muyun changed into a wry smile this time: "Theoretically, the palace belongs to us, but because of the standard, we can't live in that place. This is one of them; the second is that we must pay to maintain those buildings and be responsible for regular cleaning, otherwise it will be a deception to the emperor, because the house represents the emperor after all."

The three fat man was completely confused. He held his head and thought for a long time but couldn't make any sense. Finally, he said dejectedly: "Mu Yun, do you know that what I don't like the most is dealing with you cultural people, and talking around you. Can't you say it directly?"

"Well, if you can say that, we are now guard dogs, and our mission is to be responsible for guarding the palace and not giving dog food. Now you understand?"

The three fat men suddenly realized: "Well, I understand if you say that, we are responsible for guarding the palace and taking care of daily care. Then, the place other than the palace is the wages we give us, right?"

"Yes, it's nothing wrong with your understanding like this, but I always feel that things are not that simple." Li Muyun stretched and said with a tweet: "But this is all for the future. I'm tired today, so I'll take a break early."

"Then it works, you rest first." The three fat men were even more nervous than Li Muyun. They simply stopped thinking about what they couldn't figure out, and called the butler Lao Xia in and asked him to lead Li Muyun to rest.

Li Muyun's current home is the manor of Changsun Wuji, and he was exchanged for the previous house. However, His Highness Xiaoyao has never been here before, so he could only follow Lao Xia to get familiar with his territory first.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Li Muyun felt that someone was getting closer to him. Out of the instinct of a killer, his muscles in his body were instantly tense from a relaxed state. When the man walked to the bed with his hands and feet, he swung out like lightning.

After a scream of "Ah", the dark saber stayed two minutes from Changle's throat.

Thanks to Li Muyun's quick reaction, he immediately stopped after hearing Changle's scream, otherwise his beauty would have died under his knife.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Muyun squatted beside Changle in depression, his arms were covered with tooth marks, and he couldn't help but apologize with a bitter face: "Grandma, let's stop crying? I didn't mean it!"

"You did it on purpose, I want to tell my father!" After the school was gone, Changle wanted to find Li Muyun to play, but when he arrived at the manor, he found that the lazy guy was still sleeping, so the little girl wanted to scare him.

But what I never expected was that Li Muyun was not scared, but he was almost wiped off his neck. When he watched the fierce knife stab at the neck, the little girl once thought that she would die as miserably as those poor cattle and sheep yesterday. It would be a big fate to survive.

God is pitiful. Changle, who was almost spoiled by Li Er, may not even see a knife a few times a year in a year, but this time he almost died. If you say you are not afraid, that's a real ghost.

Li Muyun was also scared. Thinking of his sword, he was a little trembling. If he couldn't stop, the man in the palace would probably have to peel off his skin. Even if he even peeled off his skin, he wouldn't be able to finish it. At least he had to crush his bones and ashes to relieve his hatred.
Chapter completed!