Six years later, the princess came back with three cubs

Chapter 55 Stepfather?Really when he died?

Different from the light and simple travel when they came, Mu Yanli brought three heavy wooden boxes when the three left.

Originally, the three children were quite guilty, fearing that they would be stopped or questioned by the people of King Qin's Mansion, but the whole of King Qin's mansion seemed to be blind, turning a blind eye to the three big wooden boxes.

While the three children were puzzled, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

At the gate of Prince Qin's Mansion, Mu Ning looked at the box being carried onto the carriage, and asked casually, "What's in the box?"

Mu Yanxi stretched out her white and tender little index finger, put it on her lips and let out a "shh", and then said in a low voice, "Mother, it's Daddy's hand-copied Buddhist scriptures, and we stole them quietly."

Mu Ning raised his eyebrows, although he was surprised, he didn't ask any more questions.

Mu Yanxi looked left and right, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see, obviously a little disappointed.

"Brother Leng Jian, take good care of Dad, we will come back in a few days."

Leng Jian was overjoyed after hearing this, "Okay, my subordinates will prepare delicious food for you then."

"Uh-huh!"

Leng Jian asked Mu Ning again if he still lived in Prince Rui's Mansion, and when he got a negative answer, he quickly inquired about Mu Ning's current address.

Mu Ning didn't hide it, anyway, with Jun Moyan's ability and means, she could find out even if she didn't tell him.

Watching the carriage disappear at the corner of the street, Leng Jian withdrew his gaze, turned and returned to the palace.

Sunset Zhai was as quiet as usual, but Leng Jian always felt that there was a trace of loneliness and loneliness in this quietness.

Jun Moyan also played chess against himself in the stone pavilion as usual.

Leng Jian slowed down and walked over, "Master, the three little masters are gone."

Jun Moyan turned a deaf ear and didn't even blink his eyes.

Seeing this, Leng Jian had no choice but to turn around and leave.

As soon as he left, Jun Moyan stopped playing chess.

He bounced the chess pieces in his hand back one by one with his thumb, and the jade pieces collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant "Dingling" sound.

[Three heartless little things, lived in his mansion for free for three days, messed up his mansion, patted his ass and left without saying a word, he really owes took theirs. 】

【It's fine to leave, but what good will happen to follow him, a cripple who is dying soon. 】

【However, what kind of eyesight are these three little things, they actually like that stupid Jiang Mubai, stepfather?Really when he died? 】

After an unknown amount of time, Jun Moyan snapped his fingers towards the void.

A dark guard in black clothes quietly appeared and knelt behind him.

"Choose a few unfamiliar faces from the dark guard camp and follow them. Be skilled and don't let them find out."

The hidden guard hesitated, "The prince said..."

Jun Moyan glanced over, and the dark guard only felt a coolness rushing to the top of the sky, "I understand, let's do it."

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Mu Ning took the three children to a house in the south of the city.

The house was set up before she returned to Fengjing City, and reliable servants and maidservants were arranged to take care of her and the three children's daily life.

As soon as they got back to the house, the three children opened the wooden box containing the Buddhist scriptures and got busy.

Sitting by the side, Mu Ning watched them sort out the Buddhist scriptures page by page, bind them into a volume, and cover them with book covers. He couldn't help being curious.

"What are you doing with so many Buddhist scriptures?"

"Father was fined three years of salary, and life must be difficult in the future. We want to sell the Buddhist scriptures he copied over the years in exchange for money to supplement him."

Mu Ning raised his eyebrows.

Although Jun Moyan's palace looked a bit dilapidated, and there were not many people in the mansion, but she didn't think Jun Moyan was poor.

Among other things, Jun Moyan's wheelchair is not ordinary.

In addition to the high-quality agarwood material, the craftsmanship is also superb. If she guessed correctly, it should be made by Master Lu, the number one master in Jiuzhou.

Master Lu's carpentry attainments are uncanny, and one piece is hard to find.

Because Jun Moyan has been in a wheelchair for many years and took medicine, his body has obvious aloes and medicinal smells, but after several contacts, Mu Ning still smells a faint bitterness in the aloes and medicinal fragrances.

That is the unique fragrance of reviving grass.

Huanhuncao, as the name suggests, has the effect of relieving pain, detoxifying and bringing the dead back to life, and the price is naturally not cheap.

Take her Rejuvenation Pavilion as an example. An old rejuvenation grass costs [-] gold, and the fresh price is several times higher.

Will people who can use the agarwood wheelchair made by Master Delu and afford the rejuvenation grass be poor?
However, Mu Ning does not intend to tell the three children about this for the time being.

The world of adults is too complicated, and she doesn't want children to be exposed to these things too early. Now they just need to grow up simple and happy.

Thinking about it, Mu Ning picked up a few pages of Buddhist scriptures and flipped through them.

In all honesty, Jun Moyan's handwriting is good, ups and downs, vigorous and beautiful, and his style is unique and self-contained.

Rare things are precious, if there is only such a copy in the world, it may still arouse the interest of elegant people, and buy it at a high price for collection.

But there are several big boxes here, and there are at least hundreds of books bound, which have lost their collection value. Will anyone still be willing to spend money to buy them?

"Uncle Jiang said that my father is good-looking, and the noble daughters of Fengjing City who admire him can line up from the east to the west of the city. Let's take a book for auction first, and Uncle Jiang secretly bought it at a high price, and then we will sell the rest , and sell it in front of those aristocratic daughters who love you, they will definitely be willing to pay for it."

"..."

Although Jiang Mubai looked unreliable as a fool, he really had a way of doing business.

Mu Ning looked at the three children anxiously, "You guys called Jun Moyan an asshole before, and now you are trying your best to help him, so you are not afraid of hot faces and cold butts?"

"It's true that Dad is a real bastard, but we can't be unfilial sons."

It makes sense.

Seeing that the three children had their own ideas, Mu Ning didn't interfere much, and even helped the children make suggestions.

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"Hey, have you heard? Linglong Pavilion will hold an auction in Shuiyuntian tomorrow. In addition to many rare and foreign objects that are not in the world, there will also be the "Lotus Sutra" copied by King Qin himself. "

"Didn't Duke Qin always live in seclusion and don't hear about world affairs, so why did he suddenly put up the scriptures he copied for auction?"

"You don't know that. King Qin's resistance to the decree angered the emperor, and he was fined three years of salary. King Qin didn't receive any other errands. If he didn't have the salary, wouldn't he have to cut off his rations?"

"This is too pitiful. Think back then, Duke Qin was Dongfeng's young general, and he led [-] Moling cavalry to beat Beixia's [-] iron cavalry to pieces. How heroic and majestic that is. Now he has been ill for ten years. , I have come to the point where I can’t even afford to eat, tomorrow I will definitely go to Shuiyuntian to cheer King Qin.”

"Let's all join in the fun together."

"Yes!"

This is the excitement of teahouse literati, and similar scenes are also staged in jewelry and powder shops where noble ladies from aristocratic families gather.

"Shopkeeper, I don't want this set of emerald emerald jade headdresses."

"Miss Zhou, you have been choosing this hairstyle for a long time. You are going to buy it as a birthday gift for the old lady. Why did you suddenly stop buying it?"

"I want to keep the money and buy the "Hua Fa Jing" handwritten by King Qin tomorrow. Grandma has always liked Li Buddha. It would be a perfect birthday gift."

The noble ladies from other aristocratic families around heard it and gathered around one after another.

(End of this chapter)