"What day is your Highness leaving today?" Chengqing Xiaodouding ran in the yard with sweat on his forehead, and the newly bought Caixiu Juwan was too rare for the little guy. Huilan was following behind while protecting her while wiping away sweat.
"Master, it's the fourth day. It's time for your Highness to come back." Na Ren cut the freshly cut honeydew into diced flesh, then scooped it into a bowl of hot milk with a spoon. Take a spoon and stir slowly. Hearing the master's question, he quickly raised his head and answered in a crisp voice.
Mu Xiyao just finished the pattern in her hand, she took it a little farther and looked at it, she was quite satisfied. Her Jiayifang had just been optimistic about the storefront in Xicheng, and it was sold only yesterday. When Zong Zhenglin came back, he asked the man to put up a plaque and hang it on the door with great fanfare to facilitate her to solicit business.
"Remember to send a message to Qiang San'er. On the day His Highness returned to the mansion, let him not forget the ingredients he prepared." The morning after sending the Boss away, he was too ingratiating, so he got up early and made a bowl of egg custard.
At that time, the look in the eyes of the Sixth Highness made Mu Xiyao laugh the more she thought about it. He was annoyed that she was good at cooking, but she never washed her hands and made soup with him.
Because he was still holding the assorted egg custard she handed over in his hand, Zong Zhenglin gave her a gloomy look, but he couldn't let out the fire. He couldn't please him with good intentions, but instead he invited a call to say no. So when the shrewd man left, he deliberately caught her and gave her solemn instructions. When he came back, he would definitely see her prepare a table of meals with her own hands.
This Mu Xiyao lives a comfortable life, and takes her maids to eat and cook every day. She picks out the delicious and fat lamb brisket from the North and eats it hard. It's not just her, the maids in the yard are all round and tender, look. Be rich and happy. At this age, and the family is well-off, she can see the meat and fishes instantly, not to mention that she picks and chooses, only according to the tenderest and freshest.
Then there were rumors in the city that the female official Lin was very extravagant. His Highness had just left to go to the military camp to reorganize the army, and this woman was revealed. Not one is jealous. As for the buying boy in her yard, every time she goes out, when she returns to the house, it is not a delivery boy in the store followed by a row. That battle, even that of the wealthiest family in the golden shop in the city, was not up to par.
No wonder Mu Xiyao did this. When Zong Zhenglin was here, why should she send someone to buy it? Self-owned Wei Zhen manages in advance, and uses Fuwei's carriage for transportation every day. As soon as the curtain was closed, no one knew what was inside. Now that the boss is leaving, she can't blatantly show His Highness's style.
When bad rumors fall into Mu Xiyao's ears, it's just a smile. Excessive luxury? There is the sixth highness who spends her money without blinking. She is such a petite family who spends money in such a way. What kind of big thing is she? Those people didn't see what Zong Zhenglin bought for his son's house, and they vomited blood with envy. Even the jade tiger child used by the little guy to urinate was carved with dragons and phoenixes, which made Mu Xiyao feel heartbroken for a while.
In Shengjing City, the female official Lin became famous, and was entrusted to close the military camp. Zong Zhenglin stared at the seven people kneeling in front of the case.
"How could Er and others bet against each other privately in an important place in the military. Have you forgotten the military discipline of the Wujian Division?"
The seven people below were all shirtless and had bruises on their bodies. At this moment, his head was lowered by the training of His Highness Sixth Highness, and he did not dare to argue for half a sentence. The three of them got closer, and at a glance, they knew that they were the same group, and the remaining four also hugged into a group. If you look closely, you can faintly see from the appearance that the facial features are deeper than others.
"Military law disposal. If there is another time, I will immediately expel Wu Jiansi and never use it again."
These people just came in, and they are secretly fighting with each other. Now, listening to the Sixth Highness's strict training, without asking why, once the military order has been issued, there is no reason to take it back. Only then did I know that this incident made His Highness really angry, but Wei Nuonuo agreed, and hurried out to receive the punishment.
"His Royal Highness, the second person from the left just now is the elder brother of Master Yao." Wei Zhen was afraid that this master didn't recognize him, so he added a sentence.
Zong Zhenglin raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, and then lowered his head to look at the military situation in Mobei sent by Emperor Yuancheng to inquire about the military situation in Mobei. After a long time, just when Wei Zhen thought that he was superfluous and made His Highness unhappy, the man above said lightly.
"Bring him up to talk later."
Wei Zhen let out a long sigh, but fortunately he didn't please the mistake. Just as he was about to take orders to go out on an errand, who knew that His Highness gave another explanation at the end, only to hear him complaining in his heart.
"Since he is the concubine's brother, he is alone, plus ten military sticks. You both plead for him and accept it together."
Commander Wei was lying on the bench, and after many years, he was once again punished by His Highness. Beside him was Mu Jinzhi, who was blushing with shame in his eyes.
"My lord, it is the last general who has burdened you."
Lord Wei, who did not change his face even under the military stick, twitched when he heard his words. "No problem. I'm often under the care of Master Yao on weekdays." The person who took care of him helped him learn to pat the horse to please him. His mind was cloudy for a while, and he inadvertently committed the most important taboo of His Royal Highness in the military camp.
Mu Jinzhi's arrogance seemed to be unaware of Wei Zhen's annoyance, and he praised Mu Xiyao a lot. "My lord, let's not talk about it, the concubine of the last commander is a very kind person. Apart from being afraid of blood, her temperament is softer, and she is too good to say anything to the people around her. She is also filial and admires His Highness very much. .You are a person who is used by His Royal Highness, and you should be more respectful."
Wei Zhen's fingers under his forehead moved slightly, and he stared at the handsome and heroic man beside him for a long time. He really wanted to ask: Concubine Mu, the concubine Mu, is really your sister Mu Jinzhi. Got the wrong person
Whether it is good or not is not to be said. "Afraid of blood" and "soft"? The one who stepped on the assassin's face and poured out a room full of medicine like a playful, was it because he was dazzled? As for "admiration"... You can often make His Highness angry, what kind of admiration is this? The most ridiculous thing is to respect him. In front of Master Yao, don't say the word "respect", His Highness has never seen him treated like this. To him... the seemingly delicate Lord, who has been coerced more than three times, always open his mouth to call.
In the evening, Wei Zhen was limping, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and led Mu Jinzhi, who was worse than him, into the coach's tent.
This is not the first time that Mu Jinzhi has seen His Highness up close, but it is the first time that he has had the opportunity to meet him in person.
Kneeling on one knee, Mu Jinzhi clasped his fists high above his head, his voice was loud, and he greeted Zong Zhenglin.
"The last will meet His Highness."
"Get up." Zong Zhenglin's eyes narrowed, and he carefully looked three steps away, a man whose facial features were not very similar to Mu Xiyao. The forehead is wide, the eyebrows and eyes are strong, and the figure is strong. At first glance, coupled with his straightforward demeanor, it makes people think that he is a martial artist who only knows how to dance with guns and sticks.
The phoenix eyes flashed, and Zong Zhenglin raised his brows slightly.
"In front of this hall, Mudusi does not need to disguise."
Inside the tent, Mu Jinzhi, who had an honest look just now, waved his sleeves when he heard the words, and when he looked up again, his eyes were clear and shrewd. This alone makes people see at a glance that this person is most similar to Mu Xiyao.