"There are really people who don't go to their parents' family." Hearing Mu Hanzhang's words, Jing Shao only felt warm in his heart, and couldn't help but laughed again.
Mu Hanzhang pulled his hand back, turned to look out the window and ignored him.
Jing Shao smiled, and simply lay down on the wide carriage and sighed: "I have always been ignorant in doing things. Jun Qing must remind me more in the future, otherwise I will lose my head sooner or later."
Mu Hanzhang was silent for a while, but when Jingshao thought he would not speak again, he heard him softly answer. So, Jing Shao twisted like a big snake and moved to the other's side, stretched out his arms to wrap his narrow waist, put his face on it and rubbed it: "Jun Qing, tell me about the situation of the Hou Mansion. , I also have a way to deal with it.”
Being rubbed by the big head behind him, Mu Hanzhang had no choice but to turn around and tear off the person who was attached to him. Jing Shao consciously let go of his hand and put his head on his lap.
"..." Looking down at the guy who looked right, Mu Hanzhang only felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
There is a large population in the Hou Mansion. Mu Hanzhang's father is the current Beiwei Hou. Because the old lady is still alive, there is no separation of the family. Several uncles also live in the Hou Mansion. There are not many children in their house. Mrs. Beiweihou has a pair of children, and then there is his concubine. The other concubines have no children.
"Then your father is quite devoted." Jing Shao looked up at him, just in time to see the graceful lines of his chin and the delicate Adam's apple sliding up and down.
"Maybe..." Mu Hanzhang didn't want to say much about this topic. "The family has a complicated population. If you don't want to deal with it, just ignore it." In the past two days, he found that Jingshao was not interested in receiving people, especially these powerful people. They are not good at twisting and turning, so I couldn't help but explain a few words.
He is a prince, who can bully him? Jing Shao wanted to laugh at him for thinking too much, but the words turned into: "I see."
After a while, the Beiweihou Mansion arrived, and the two tidied up their clothes and walked out together. Mu Hanzhang earned the hand held by Jing Shao, but he couldn't compete with him, and he couldn't make big moves, so he had to let him.
"Chen Mujin, with all the people in the Beiwei Hou Mansion, welcome the prince and princess!" Beiwei Hou Mujin stood at the front, and led everyone to kneel down to worship.
Originally, it was the new uncle who went back to see his father-in-law and mother-in-law, but if he was a member of the royal family, the Yue family would in turn want to see the new uncle.
Mu Hanzhang looked at his uncle and brother kneeling in front of him, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. Fortunately, Jing Shao kept holding his hand, as if telling him "don't be afraid, I'll support you". In the past, I always wanted to get a title so that these people could look at him highly. Now, it seems that this goal has been achieved in a strange way. At least, no one dares to bully him in this Beiweihou mansion. .
Feeling the man's grip back slowly, a smile appeared in Jing Shao's eyes, and he loudly asked everyone to get up, and then Beiwei Hou led them into the mansion.
Most of Mu Jin's brothers were concubines and could not inherit the title, so standing beside him was his eldest son, Mu Lingbao, who had already requested an decree to seal the crown the year before.
Mu Lingbao was white and tender, probably because of the fact that the New Year was just over, he looked a little blessed, Mu Jin accompanied Jing Shao, and he walked beside Mu Hanzhang: "Second brother will go to the inner courtyard for a banquet with his mother. Are you going to sit with us or in the front yard with us?" His expression was always arrogant and mocking.
"As the prince, the elder brother should be more aware of these etiquettes than the younger brother." Mu Hanzhang didn't look at him, and walked slowly forward with an air.
Mu Lingbao looked at his clothes and bearing, and hated his teeth, thinking that this kid fell into the nest of blessings with a crooked punch
Mu Jin glared at his eldest son, smiled and said to Jing Shao: "It's still early, please invite the lord and Wei Chen to go to the front hall for tea, and let the princess go to see his mother, and then come back to the front hall to have a feast."
Jing Shao glanced at the person beside him, and when he saw him nodding, he slowly let go of the hand he was holding: "You are still ill, don't be too tired."
"Yes." Mu Hanzhang responded, smiled softly at him, and followed Mu Lingbao to the backyard. Zhixi, Lan Ting and other maids and two little eunuchs also followed behind, mighty and mighty. The swing is spectacular.
A series of actions after the two got out of the car naturally fell into Mu Jin's eyes, and he was quite surprised to find that Mu Hanzhang, instead of being angered, was very favored. While Beiwei Hou breathed a sigh of relief, he was more confident about relying on the prince to find a business, and the smile on his face couldn't help but become more brilliant.
"Yo, look, our princess is back." The voice was that of the talkative third aunt, but Mu Hanzhang ignored it, went straight to the main room, and stood in front of the door.
"When the princess returns to the door, ladies and gentlemen can just give half a salute." Zhi Xi stood beside Mu Hanzhang and said to everyone in a grand manner.
The aunts and cousins in the room were all stunned for a moment, only to realize that this person was already a princess of the first grade, not the unloved son-in-law.
Mrs. Du Shi, Mrs. Beiwei Hou, smiled, stood up from the throne, and saluted with the blessings of all the women: "Welcome Princess Cheng to return to the door."
"Mom, please get up." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward to help his first-mother, and asked the others to get up too.
Mrs. Beiwei Hou was very satisfied with Mu Hanzhang's attitude, she took his hand back and let him sit on the throne with her. Mu Hanzhang looked around, Madam Beiwei Hou was standing in the concubine's room behind him. Three of the four concubines were there, but his own mother was missing.
"Have you been used to living in the palace?" Du Shi was not in a hurry to talk about his mother's affairs, and kindly asked what should be asked by her first-born mother.
"Go back to mother, everything is fine," Mu Hanzhang was worried, but he couldn't ask directly, that would be disrespectful to his first-born mother, "Is mother healthy recently?"
Du Shi has been in poor health since she gave birth to her little daughter. She looks much thinner than ordinary women, so even when she smiles, she is a bit sharp: "Thanks to your filial piety, my body is quite strong, but Aunt Qiu was born the day before yesterday. I'm sick, and without her by my side, it's not cheap for me to do anything."
Mu Hanzhang's hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched into a fist, but his face was not obvious: "With mother's care, my aunt will definitely get better, and the lord just asked his son to bring some snow ginseng back for his mother and aunts. Make up your body." He said, motioning to the little eunuch behind him to bring up a box of snow ginseng.
A cold light flashed in Mrs. Beiwei Hou's eyes, and she smiled and asked the maid to pick it up: "Master Hou told you to go to the front hall for a banquet at noon, it's no fun for you to stay with a group of women, take this moment to see Aunt Qiu Bar."
When Mu Hanzhang took his servants to leave, Mrs. Beiwei Hou's face immediately turned cold.
"Yo, this kid's wings are hard, and he knows that he will threaten his sister-in-law with the prince." The third lady sneered and looked at the person on the throne.
"Nothing can come out of the tossing." Du Shi wiped the corners of his mouth with the handkerchief, and stood up lazily, "Let's go, we're going to have dinner."
Jing Shao stood in Beiweihou's study with his hands behind his back, and was quite interested in a painting on the wall. The long scroll occupies half of the wall, with nine swords painted on it, with a line inscribed on it: "... I think there are nine treasures... three knives, one called Lingbao, the second Hanzhang, and the third quality; daggers... The posture is named, and it is named after it."
"Your Highness is also someone who loves weapons, right?" Mu Jin said with a smile.
"The treasure is recognized as the owner, it's not your own, so you can only play with it, not kill the enemy." Jing Shao turned around and looked at Beiwei Hou with a half-smile.
"Your Majesty is really a master," Mu Jin smiled, without taking Jing Shao's words again, and changed the topic, "Hanzhang has not loved swords since he was a child, and he is dull and clumsy. Lord, please don't bother with him."
"Junqing is very good." Jing Shao said lightly, turned his head to look at the painting on the wall, the sword in the middle, with radiance and brilliance, as bright as Danxia, crossed with the sword of quality. The eight characters are "the quality of the chapter, the clearness of the ice and the abyss".
Seeing that he was so calm, Mu Jin had enough time for a stick of incense in the study, and he still played Tai Chi with him without any hesitation, without asking a word about the intention of bringing him here, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. It is rumored that King Cheng is irritable and irritable, and has little patience, but now it seems that this person is calm and calm, his eyes are calm like a pool, and his body is full of killing and decisive aura.
Mu Hanzhang asked Zhixi to reward him with some pieces of silver, then he waved back the maid who led the way, and walked into Concubine Qiu's small courtyard by himself. The Hou mansion is not as big as the royal mansion. The people in one room all live in one courtyard. The concubine's room can only be divided into a two-bedroom courtyard. It is said to be a small courtyard. The open space is only a gap between another concubine's house. That's it.
"Qiulan, is the second young master in the backyard?" A familiar voice came from the room, with a slight cough.
"Yes, I heard that you are talking to Madam." Qiu Lan came out with a pot of herbal tea to change the water, just bumped into Mu Hanzhang in front of the door, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Second Young Master!"
Mu Hanzhang nodded, lifted the curtain and walked in. The situation in the house was not as bad as she imagined. Aunt Qiu was leaning against the bedside to embroider, and she immediately pierced her hands when she heard Qiu Lan's exclamation.
"Why do you still embroider when you're sick?" Mu Hanzhang walked over quickly.
Concubine Qiu sucked the blood from her fingertips, looked at him and smiled madly: "It's just that I can't see the wind, embroidery is fine, the second young master can be safe in the palace..." She said this, but she couldn't help falling into tears. Come.
"I'm fine, don't worry about Auntie Qiu. Your Highness... treat me well..." Mu Hanzhang pursed his lips and said slowly, taking the handkerchief in Auntie Qiu's hand to wipe her tears, "He gave me a little girl. Servant, let me go out, and never took anger on me."
"Really?" Concubine Qiu didn't believe it. King Cheng was notorious for his bad temper.
"He's actually not the same as everyone knows," Mu Hanzhang showed a smile on his face when he remembered the two days of getting along, "I'm really doing well, mother..."