Princess Heshuo's Mansion and Ningjun Prince's Mansion are only two streets apart. Mu Nanzhi's feet seemed to be equipped with hot wheels, but he still watched the young man enter Ningjun Prince's Mansion. Mu Nanzhi hid on the road Behind the sycamore tree beside me, I stamped my feet angrily.
After waiting for a cup of tea, Mu Nanzhi saw the boy slowly leaving Ningjun Prince's Mansion. Mu Nanzhi looked at the boy's face as if he was trotting like a spring breeze, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. .
"Who told you to run so fast?!" When the boy came closer, Mu Nanzhi suddenly jumped out from behind the tree, and was so angry that he bared his teeth and claws like a crab, "Are you a rabbit?! Ah?! "
"Ah?! Who, who, who, who is there... It's the Junjun!" The boy was so frightened that he dropped the ingot of reward money he had just received from Song Fu on the ground. When he saw clearly that it was Mu Nanzhi, this boy Then he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Mu Nanzhi to salute, "Junjun, this servant is indeed a rabbit."
Mu Nanzhi: “…”
After sending away the dumbfounded boy, Mu Nanzhi circled around the phoenix tree.
One lap.
One lap.
Another circle.
…
To go or not to go
…
Mu Nanzhi gritted his teeth and went to Prince Ning's Mansion anyway.
"Your Majesty?" Song Fulun suddenly saw Mu Nanzhi, and was stunned for a moment before bowing and saluting, "I would like to pay my respects to your Majesty."
"You're welcome," Mu Nanzhi bit his lip before hesitatingly spoke again, "Butler Song, um... um just now I asked the servant to bring some meat over... does the prince already know?"
Song Fu was startled, then smiled and said: "The prince was taking a bath just now, and now he is reading in the study. I am planning to report to the prince. Sir, you are really thoughtful, and you even went there in person..."
"No, no, no, no, no! You don't need to tell the prince about such a trivial matter!" Mu Nanzhi waved his hands in a hurry. He realized that his voice was too loud. He looked around and then lowered his voice, "Steward Song, I'll tell you Let’s discuss something, um... you... can you return those meats to me... "
Song Fu really didn't understand: "Junjun, what do you mean? Can you make it clear?"
Mu Nanzhi glanced into the study room and looked at the dark shadow reflected in the window. Mu Nanzhi bulged his mouth and hesitated for a long time: "I... I don't think the meat is fresh, and I'm afraid that the prince will eat it." stomach."
Song Fu wondered: "Didn't this meat just be brought back from the western suburbs hunting ground today? Wasn't it just slaughtered today?"
"Who knows if that pheasant has plague? And that deer, who knows if it has been bitten by a dog?" Mu Nanzhi's tongue almost cramped, "The king's health is important, of course. Don’t eat these chickens of unknown origin!”
Song Fu: "..."
Song Fu took Mu Nanzhi to the kitchen in a daze. When Mu Nanzhi saw the deer legs and pheasants hanging on the shelves, his eyes lit up. At this moment, the weasel could only have this face. Before Song Fu could take action, Mu Nanzhi hurriedly stepped forward to take out the meat, then walked outside with it.
Song Fu hurriedly followed him out: "Junjun, I'm afraid this meat weighs more than twenty kilograms. Let me help Junjun carry it back to the house."
"No, no, no, I can lift it, I can lift it," Mu Nanzhi shook his head hurriedly, and walked out quickly, then suddenly turned to Song Fu and said, "You don't need to tell the prince about this, it's just more than twenty kilograms of meat anyway. There is really no need to worry the prince about this matter.”
Song Fu: "..."