"That's true." Mu Liufeng nodded, and looked sideways at Murong Xue: "Do you want to go down and say hello to him?"
"No, he just returned to the capital as a teacher. He must first enter the palace with the army and report to the emperor. When he returns to Zhen Guohou's mansion, it will not be too late for me to talk to him..." Murong Xue said lightly, Shi Shi ran forward As he walked, the light blue skirt flicked across the wooden floor, leaving a faint trace.
"Where are you going?" Mu Liufeng asked puzzled.
"Go back to Zhen Guohou's Mansion!" Murong Xue replied without stopping her steps.
"Do you want me to take you back?" The corners of Mu Liufeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he curved into a wicked smile.
"No need, the Zhen Guohou's Mansion is not far away, just walk a few streets, don't bother Mu Shizi." Murong Xue said with a smile, she descended the stairs gracefully, and walked out gracefully...
Watching her gradually receding back, a trace of frustration flashed in Mu Liufeng's eyes: Beauty does not want him to see her off, so he will enter the palace with the Southern Expedition Army and attend the celebration banquet later...
As night fell, Murong Xue walked into Zhen Guohou's mansion, and saw that the mansion was decorated with lanterns, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water like a dream, and a maidservant in a long blue dress was holding a cup. Pan, Shi Shi moved forward on the bluestone road.
The scenery in the garden has been renovated, and the decorations in the living room, the hall, and the banquet party have all been replaced with new ones. Looking from a distance, the entire Zhen Guohou Mansion has completely changed its appearance.
Standing in the main courtyard, Mrs. Zhou was orderly directing a maidservant, nurse, and servants to go back and forth. When she saw Murong Xue, her decent smile became brighter and brighter: "Xue'er is back, look at me!" How do you decorate the Hou Mansion?"
Murong Xue coldly glanced at the rows of festive little red lanterns, as well as the exquisite decorations and antique porcelain vases held by the maids, and said casually: "Not bad, is there any happy event in the house?"
"Your second uncle is going to be promoted..." Zhou said with a smile, her voice suddenly raised with indescribable pride.
Murong Xue's eyes were fixed: "Really?"
"Of course, Mr. Wang and Mr. Li jointly recommended that your second uncle be promoted to a higher rank..." Mrs. Zhou smiled, her eyes and brows were full of arrogance.
Lord Wang! Master Li!
The two officials who walked with Murong Jian at sunset appeared before Murong Xue's eyes. No wonder Murong Jian was so friendly with them. It turned out that both of them were good colleagues of Murong Jian and they guaranteed his promotion: "It is indeed a happy event …”
"That's right, the master's promotion document will come down tomorrow, and the Hou's mansion has been completely redecorated, so as to greet those guests who came to celebrate..." Zhou's beaming voice revealed an undisguised show off.
"En!" Murong Xue's expression was indifferent, as if she didn't take Murong Jian's promotion to heart.
A trace of displeasure flashed in Zhou's eyes, she said so much, but she liked to ignore her, and her good mood was all disturbed by her, it was really unlucky.
She's just an orphan whose parents both died, what kind of airs are she putting on... Wait, Murong Xue still has a blood-related relative alive...
"I heard that the Southern Expedition Army returned to the court at sunset?" Zhou Shi looked at Murong Xue with a mysterious and strange smile.
"Yes!" Murong Xue nodded, with a hint of perfunctory in her cold voice.
Zhou Shi didn't take it seriously, looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Your brother...is he back?"
Murong Xue's bright little face was slightly gloomy, and she looked at Zhou Shi coldly: "What does Second Aunt mean?"
Mrs. Zhou smiled slightly: "You have seen the ferocity and brutality of the southern Xinjiang army. To fight against them, you need to be strong in martial arts, be careful and careful, and be cautious and cautious. And your brother...is just an ignorant dude." , Wen is not successful, military is not enough, this is on the battlefield...It is inevitable that something unexpected will happen... "
"It seems that Second Aunt can't wait for my brother to die on the battlefield..." Murong Xue smiled slightly, her smile was fresh and natural, her cold eyes burst out with a strong demonic aura, a breath-taking aura , Makes one's breath suffocating!
Mrs. Zhou only felt a bang, her mind went blank, and it took her a long while to realize that her heart was beating like a 'thump', and Murong Xue's eyes were so scary...
"I... I didn't say that... I just expressed my guess..." Zhou said stammeringly, his eyes flickering unnaturally...
"It is not terrible to die on the battlefield. After all, Murong Ye is a member of my Murong family. It is a good thing and an honor for him to die for the country. I am afraid that he will run away from the southern border army and become that person." A shameless deserter, and my Murong family was accused and reviled..."
A sharp voice suddenly resounded, it was Mrs. Du holding the hand of the servant girl, and slowly walked over, her gray hair was tied up high, gently held by a green jade hairpin, and the dark blue embroidered bamboo pattern was inlaid on her forehead. With an emerald, it complements the hosta, dignified and strict.
Murong Xue smiled coldly, Mrs. Du and Mrs. Zhou all wished for Murong Ye to die on the battlefield. They are really a group of villains with ulterior motives. It is not so easy to curse Murong Ye.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at Mrs. Du, and said word by word: "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, the son of a mouse can make holes, and my father is a famous general of Qingyan. I will never be a deserter. My step-grandmother was terrified by the southern border army, but please don't force your fear on my brother because you have crossed over..."
"You..." Du's whole body was trembling with anger, coldness shot from the bottom of his eyes, and he looked at Murong Xue coldly: "There are children born to parents, but not raised by parents. They are dandies and cowardly like mice. How many of them are like my father?" Wise and martial?"
"My brother happens to be one of the few who resembles his parents. Besides, he was born and raised by his mother. I haven't seen any great gains. Otherwise, his performance would not be mediocre. He has been in Jingzhou for ten years... "
Murong Xue spoke slowly, the thick sarcasm flickering at the corners of her eyes and brows deeply hurt Du Shi's eyes, and she yelled angrily: "Jian'er is going to be promoted soon, at the age of early thirties, he was promoted to the third rank, also known as poor ability?"
Murong Xue curled her lips: "My father is in his twenties, and he is a first-rank military general. You only became a third-rank official in your thirties, so you have the nerve to show off..."
"That's because your father was cultivated by your grandfather, otherwise, relying on his own ability, he will never know if he can be a top-ranking product in his life!" Du's eyes were stern, and he said every word: "Jian'er's official position depends on According to his own ability, he worked hard step by step. If he is like this, he is also called incompetent, then there will be no capable people in this world... "