Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 957
"So, you really can't stay in the Duke's Mansion?"

In front of the main entrance of the Duke's Mansion, Mu Shiyao pulled the girl in civilian clothes tighter with all her heart, and sniffed aggrievedly: "I can ask mother and father to accept you as a righteous daughter."

"The left and right mothers have always liked you, and my father often praises you for your loyalty in the mansion - just recognize a righteous daughter, they will not refuse."

"Besides, next month, the third sister and the others will leave Beijing again to run business. By then, there will not be a few living people left in this huge Duke's mansion. If I can't find anyone to play with, I will feel lonely. Grandma and her old people have nothing to do with them." Talking everywhere makes me feel lonely.”

"Good Liuliu, why don't you stay? It's a good deed every day."

The little girl groaned, and tried to pull her back into the door while talking. Liu Ruoqing patted the back of Mu Shiyao's hand with a slight smile, and said with an indescribable seriousness in her voice: "Miss, you Your kindness, this servant appreciates it."

"But the servant really can't stay in the Duke's mansion, and stay with you and your wife."

"You know, back then, the servant girl and Mr. Feng went to the imperial court to report the imperial certificate of the King of Nan'an, and the world also knows that the servant girl was the concubine of the King of Nan'an." The woman patiently explained the pros and cons to the little girl.

"In addition, the servants were originally servants who went out to the Duke's mansion. If such a servant continues to stay by your side, it will inevitably attract criticism from others."

"—Some people will guess what role the Duke's Mansion played in the rebellion of the King of Nan'an; some people will even suspect that the Duke's Mansion deliberately set a trap for the King of Nan'an that day."

"Besides, the servant girl is not perfect now, but Miss, you haven't been betrothed to anyone yet."

"The servant is also afraid that staying in the mansion will affect your reputation."

"But, but mother, they don't care about these things, and neither do my third sister and I." Mu Shiyao pursed her lips, and added in a low voice, struggling, "Or, Liu Liu, if it's really not possible, we can change it. A name, a change of identity?"

"It's useless, miss," Liu Ruoqing laughed, "There are so many high-ranking officials and relatives in the capital, if it's just a change of name and surname, someone who is interested can find out with a little effort."

"Furthermore, at present, the eldest lady has married into Prince Jin's mansion, and the third lady has become the quasi-princess concubine personally appointed by His Majesty. The Duke's Mansion is already a big attraction, but now there are not many people who are keen on her power..."

"Miss, the servant's words are not alarmist - the servant has been at the side of King Nan'an for two years, and he knows how turbulent and unpredictable the court is, and he also knows that in this place, if one step is wrong, the whole game will be lost. "

"The Duke's Mansion has the grace of rebuilding the servants, and the servants really don't want to harm the whole government because of the slaves alone."

"What's more, people's mouths make money, and they can be destroyed." Liu Ruoqing smiled with bent eyes, and raised her hand to touch the top of the little girl's hair, "Miss, people's hearts are the most unpredictable in the world, and human words are the most precious. fear."

"But I... really miss you." Mu Shiyao lowered her head listlessly, "I waited for two full years before I let you out of Nan'an Palace."

"As a result, you are leaving now."

Liu Ruoqing was suddenly amused by her appearance and laughed out loud.

"Don't worry, miss, the servants won't go very far." The woman smiled and curled her lips, "It's in the suburbs of Beijing."

"Your Majesty ordered the Nan'an Palace to be seized, and two-thirds of the gold and silver treasures in the mansion were collected into the national treasury, and the remaining one-third was distributed equally to the slaves and Mr. Feng as a reward for reporting the Nan'an King's evil deeds over the years."

"There are innumerable fertile farmlands under the King of Nan'an's name, and he has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years. Even if the servants only get one-sixth of them, the money they get is enough for the servants to spend a lifetime outside."

"—The servant intends to use the money to set up a shop in the suburbs of Beijing, sell some wine, and then open an inn."

"In this way, when you want to see the servant girl, you can also go there to see the servant girl at any time." Liu Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at the white sunny day in the sky, with a little leisurely in her pupils.

Mu Shiyao, who had seen her expression clearly, knew that she had made up her mind, so she stopped persuading her, and slowly let go of her hand with a thousand reluctances and ten thousand reluctances.

"Then you have to remember to miss me."

"Slaves will know it." The woman nodded, while lowering her head to pat the white-hoofed yellow dog at her feet, "Treading snow will do it."

The dog rubbed her palm affectionately, then vigorously nodded the dog's head up and down at the little girl: "Wow, woof!"

"I know I haven't fed you in vain for so many years." Mu Shiyao lowered her brows, leaned over and rubbed the dog's head hard.

When the person and the dog left, the north wind blew off the snow on the eaves. The little girl stood by the door, watching the two of them receding from a distance, her eyes felt sour for no reason.

--so good.

The girl who almost died of illness in the alley back then has found her own way now.

*
In the first month, the Ministry of Rites finally prepared the ceremonies for the canonization of the prince. After Mo Junli received the ceremony, he officially entered the East Palace.

At the beginning of February, he, the newly crowned prince, was kicked out of the capital by the emperor in the name of "observing the people's sentiments". He also left the capital with him, Mu Xici's master and apprentice, and his wife, the prince and son of Jin Dynasty.

On the day when the officials saw their prince off, the courtiers saw the young man in the carriage full of resentment, and only when he came back from the battlefield as dissatisfied with himself was he thrown out of Qianjing by His Majesty.

Only the few people who dismantled the cannon with their own hands last night and forced it into the carriage knew very well that he blamed the hidden cannon under his seat for being too ugly.

--Hey!Who let the prince have to ride in a carriage alone?

The culprits who caused such tragedies turned their eyes away one after another. Yan Chuan, who was acting as the coachman, drove the fast horse with his whip, and the thin dust splashed by the horse's hoof disappeared at the end of the forest road in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the same month, Mu Wenjing, Wen Yulang and others were ordered to go south to rectify the places where Fuli returned. When they parted, Wen Yulang carried a large bag of angelica astragalus (which has a certain effect on hair loss) and got on the horse bitterly.

During the few months he came to Beijing, he didn't have to worry about taking care of his elder brother's aftermath. The alopecia areata, which had been barren for nearly 20 years, slowly grew a little hair.

However, before he succeeded in returning the wasteland above his head to the forest, he was sent back to the southern province by the emperor's order.

At this moment, he looked at Wen Yushan, who was also in the team with a simple face, his hair was already sparse enough, but now he began to faintly bald again.

At the end of the month, Mu Xiuning was ordered to go to northern Xinjiang to help Hanze strengthen the border defense, and Zhan Mingxuan, who was stationed far away from Ningguan, also led the order westward to take over Lanyi Shicheng.

Mo Wanyan took the opportunity to bring up the conditions that she had mentioned with Mo Jingyao before, and insisted on going to the side with Mu Xiaogong to open his eyes. Emperor Yun Jing was so quarreled by her that his brain hurt, so he could only beg Mu Xiaogong with a shy face. Xiu Ning took good care of her on the way.

On the day of departure, the little princess was as happy as a bird out of its cage. Mo Jingyao looked at her fiery skirt from a distance, couldn't help sighing and shook his head:

"Tsk, these young people—"

　A small transitional chapter, nothing else, the next chapter will go to the plot
　　
　
(End of this chapter)