Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of War? Clan brother? History of the Ministry of Industry
A few key words came to her ears, Murong Rou was startled, and remembered the identity of the man in front of her, his name was Xu Wen, he was thirty-six years old, he lost his wife in his early years and had a son under his knee.
He has no skills, spent a lot of money to clear up the relationship, and spent a lot of effort to become the official history of the Ministry of Industry. He does not seek to make progress, but dreams of marrying a young official woman as his successor every day.
The famous nobles who had heard his rhetoric all responded with sneers and ridicule. She also listened to it as a joke and laughed along with it. Unexpectedly, today, she heard his arrogant conditions for choosing a wife with her own ears. What a joke! dead!
Seeing her staring at him without speaking, Xu Wen couldn't help being angry from the bottom of his eyes with undisguised sarcasm: "What are you laughing at?"
Murong Rou suddenly came back to her senses, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Xu Dianshi, you are almost forty years old, your sons are older than other girls, and you still want to marry him as your successor, don't you think you are too old to be ashamed?" it's..."
Xu Wen's face turned ashen: "I am the official history of the Ministry of Industry, and I am an official of the imperial court. I should marry an innocent official woman as my successor..." Qingyan women marry early, and women who are over 20 years old and have no master, or Either divorced or widowed, he doesn't like these two kinds of women...
"Last month, didn't the Minister of the Imperial Palace also marry a beautiful girl to fill in the house?" My age is about the same as him. If he can marry a beautiful girl as his successor, naturally he can too!
Murong Rou sneered disdainfully: "He is a third-rank official, with a dignified appearance and a high position and authority. Naturally, many officials rushed to let his daughter be his successor. What about you? In the crowd, you can never find it... "
Not to mention the young daughter of an official family, even a young woman from a commoner's family probably would not like him...
It is not impossible for an old cow to eat tender grass, but not any old cow is qualified to eat tender grass...
Xu Wen's face was gloomy and terrifying, he glared at Murong Rou bitterly, and gritted his teeth: "Ma'am, Xu is here to make a deal with you, not to listen to your ridicule, if you think Xu's request is too much, sir You can leave!"
"Then take your leave, Xu Dianshi, we will meet later!" Murong Rou said casually, stood up, and walked out without looking back:
The small and unrefined history of the Ministry of Industry, in the capital where high-ranking officials gather, is completely out of the ordinary, and it is a thousand miles away from Wu'anhou's mansion, and he doesn't know who she is, so she doesn't have to be afraid of him at all.
Seeing her gradually walking away, Xu Wen grabbed the teacup and smashed it to the ground, only to hear a 'bang' sound, and fragments of tea splashed everywhere!
He turned a blind eye and stared at Murong Rou viciously, his eyes were burning with raging anger: He saw that she was dressed in extraordinary clothes, she was a dignified lady, she was just about to make a deal with her, but he didn't expect that she would humiliate him by opening and closing her mouth, With such a bad character, she deserved not to have a son. He cursed her to have no children and grandchildren!
After walking out of Huichun Hall, Nanny Li looked back at the plaque above the shop door, and said in a low voice, "Ma'am, are we really leaving like this?" The secret recipe for giving birth to a son is hard to come by.
Murong Rou narrowed his eyes slightly: "Qingyan has many doctors with excellent medical skills, Xu Wenneng has secret recipes, and other medical clinics may also have them. Let's not rush it, let's take a look!"
She came to ask for the secret recipe with 120% sincerity. If Xu Wen wanted a young and beautiful maid in exchange, she could consider asking a beautiful young woman from the official family as her successor? Let's make his spring and autumn dream!
Xu Wen's self-righteous conditions for choosing a wife have long been a joke in the capital. When people from famous aristocrats talk about him, they only disdain him or ridicule him. No matter where she goes to match Xu Wen, they will drive her out mercilessly. She doesn't want to lose all face, let alone being laughed out of her teeth...
"Yes!" Nanny Li nodded, "It's already noon, do you want to go home?"
"I won't go back to the mansion for the time being, let's go to Zhen Guohou's mansion!" Murong Rou's eyes were dark: I haven't been to Zhen Guohou's mansion for a long time. I heard that my mother was injured, and the second brother and second sister-in-law who had been away for ten years came back. She wanted to go there. have a look!
The bright sun shone warmly, and the Zhenguohou's mansion was still deserted as usual, and the door was deserted. Two guards stood at the door, one on the left and the other on the right, guarding the door with expressionless faces.
Murong Rou got out of the carriage and lightly supported Nanny Li's hand as she stepped up the steps. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a young woman rushing towards her, almost bumping into her. The shape is precisely the daughter Song Qingyan she misses day and night!
"Mother!" Song Qingyan also saw her, her eyes sparkled, and she threw herself into her arms, crying with joy: "Mother, it's great that you're back!"
She heard the news that her mother was released from prison, and she was about to go back to the Marquis of Wu'an to have a look. Unexpectedly, her mother came to the Marquis of Zhen Guo's mansion to look for her.
Murong Rou smiled lightly, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly: "Mother is back, and I will never let you be bullied again."
Song Qingyan wiped her tears lightly, and nodded her head heavily: "I knew it, mother loves me the most!"
A loving smile flashed across Murong Rou's eyes, and she gently adjusted Song Qingyan's clothes. She inadvertently saw that a thick white muslin was wrapped under her high collar, and a faint scent of medicine lingered on the tip of her nose. Her sharp eyes narrowed slightly. Get up: "Qingyan, why are you injured?"
Song Qingyan straightened her body, looked down at her neatly bandaged wound, and said angrily: "Isn't it because of that Murong Xue, she poured hot soup on me..."
Murong Rou's eyes froze, and she said anxiously: "Then your injury will leave a scar?"
"No, the doctor said, the treatment is timely, as long as I take the medicine on time, within three months, the injury will be as good as before, and there is no trace of being burned!" Song Qingyan said with a smile, full of satisfaction.
"That's good!" Murong Rou secretly heaved a sigh of relief. A woman's skin is as fine as porcelain, which is the first step to be loved by her husband. If she has scars, she will be disgusted by her husband in all likelihood, and her life will be unsatisfactory...
The sound of galloping horse's hooves came to his ears, Murong Rou suddenly came back to his senses, looked up, and saw Ouyang Shaochen riding a fast horse, carrying Murong Xue to the gate of Zhen Guohou's Mansion.
Murong Xue quickly dismounted from the horse, turned to look up at Ouyang Shaochen: "I have something urgent today, so I won't invite you in for tea, let's make it up another day."
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded and looked at her with a slight smile: "If you want to know the whereabouts of 'they', you can come to Xiaoyao Palace to find me at any time."
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded: "It's getting late, you should go back and have dinner, be careful on the way..."
"Okay!" Hearing her nagging instructions, a smile appeared in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, he turned his horse's head, and ran towards Xiaoyao Wangfu...
The quick horse turned the corner and disappeared, Murong Xue looked away, turned around leisurely, and saw Murong Rou, mother and daughter not far away...