The old lady's banknotes are five thousand taels each.
If you don't open the box easily, it will definitely be a big deal if you take them out.
How can the lady really ask her to take out the notes?
He immediately smiled and said: "Mother, you have wrongly blamed your son.
You don't know what kind of temper he has.
You are so scared of our old nine baby.
You are afraid that he will make a slight mistake.
How can you really force him to do anything dangerous?"
Lao Wu also helped to greet the Crown Prince Wei Guo, and a group of people followed to protect him, ensuring that our Ninth Master will not be tired."
Old Mrs.
Mu also knew what kind of character Mu Yiheng was.
It turned out that the official work was not heavy, so she smiled and poked his head, "You" Mrs.
Mu Da added: "Actually, the master asked Lao Jiu to find a seat for his own consideration.
The Spring Festival is coming soon, and Lao Jiu is about to get married.
Now that he is proposing a wife, he needs to find a desirable granddaughter-in-law, so he must not give up.
Gold?"
Everyone laughed, and the old lady sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, my ninth brother would become a man.
It's time to get a wife."
She didn't know what she thought of, her eyes turned red, and tears burst out.
But the people in the room were frightened.
They came forward to persuade and coax.
Mu Yiheng quickly knelt on the ground, hugged the old lady's legs and said: "Grandma, if you don't want your grandson to be ruined by a woman outside, grandson My son will never marry a wife and stay with his grandmother forever."
Making everyone in the room stifle laughter, the old lady immediately burst out laughing and poked him on the head: "You monkey, what nonsense are you talking about?
You married someone else's daughter, and you are ruining someone else's daughter.
I didn't know that you have no decent morals and temper.
He’s also bad and has a cruel heart.”
Mu Yiheng said with a smile: "Grandma said that, but your grandson died unjustly.
You can ask any girl, who can love people more than your grandson?
Grandma, don't worry, in less than half a year, your grandson will give birth to you."
A great-grandson is playing with it” There was loud laughter in the room, and the old lady was so angry that she hit him with a mat.
Mu Yiheng screamed like a killing pig, "Grandma doesn't care about her grandson, she wants to beat her to death."
The second lady smiled and said: "Lao Jiu, don't talk nonsense.
It's not that easy to discuss marriage.
Even if you have made up your mind, you still have to go through the three letters and six rites slowly.
When you go to the church, it may take more than a year to complete."
The old lady laughed and gasped.
Mu Yiheng stroked her back lovingly for a while, then calmed down and said, "Master, are there any girls from any families who are interested?"
Mrs.
Mu pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Master, there are a few that I like.
I discussed with a few of my brothers and sisters and thought of a few, so I just wanted to report back to the old lady.
If there is anything that the old lady thinks you like, please invite them to explore it."
"Tankou Feng."
When marrying from an aristocratic family, they will not rush to propose marriage.
If the other party has no intention of doing so, or if the marriage is arranged secretly, it will be embarrassing for both parties, which will affect the relationship.
It is common to find a wife who is familiar with the other party to come to the door, and make some subtle hints to find out.
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What the other person means.
If the other party is willing to get married, he will not say "no problem" outright.
Especially the woman, who "raises her head to marry a daughter, bows her head to marry a wife", will not easily ruin the girl's reserve by speaking out, so she will hesitate and refuse, indicating that she is interested.
At that time, the husband's wife will be attentive to visit her, and the two parties will see each other equally well.
Then she can find a formal official matchmaker.
Or she can invite a wife who is known to both families and has a respected status to come to the matchmaker.
In this way, the woman will feel that she has a good face.
Make up your mind.
After the marriage contract is concluded, there is a series of red tape such as asking for the name, accepting the appointment, and requesting the date, which often lasts for one or two years.
Therefore, daughters from wealthy families usually start discussing marriage when they are thirteen or fourteen years old.
After she has her hair, she will officially get married and become a woman.
Then the eldest lady said: "Miss Shen Er, the second granddaughter of Court Judge Shen, her mother is from Jiangnan.
This girl is like her mother, fair and delicate.
She is thirteen this year.
After the six rites, she will be almost ready for haircuts." " Before the old lady could speak, Mu Yiheng had already asked: "The pig from the south of the Yangtze River is very white, tender and beautiful.
The white-haired pig is also very white, but it is ugly.
I don't want the ugly one."
The old lady punched his forehead: "Don't be ashamed."
After thinking about it, she added: "This girl is not good.
My predecessor came to my place to greet me.
She is a little timid and timid, and her ladylike demeanor is not so good.
She is still young, how can she know how to serve others?"
Mrs.
Mu hurriedly said: "Then there is the youngest daughter of Guanglu Temple Cheng He Nian's family.
She is fifteen this year.
She inherited the court training at a young age, is literate and can play the pipa well."
Just listen to Mu Yiheng shouting: "He Guangyi's concubine can't do it.
I've seen this girl before.
She's thin and small.
She can't do anything she wants.
I'm not a dog, and I don't like chewing bones."
Everyone laughed and scolded him after hearing what he said was outrageous.
Although the old lady favored him, her unscrupulous words made everyone feel ashamed.
She had to scold him with a straight face: "It's even more outrageous in front of your mother."
Your aunt, whatever you are saying that is dirty, go outside and kneel in the Buddhist hall for two hours."
Now, no matter how much Mu Yiheng pestered her, the old lady refused to pay attention.
The eldest lady coaxed him: "Hurry up and wait until your grandmother has calmed down after kneeling for enough time.
Then I can come and apologize to your grandmother."
Mu Yiheng could only grumble out.
Kneeling in the Buddhist hall, he fell asleep.
After just a cup of tea, the old lady felt distressed and asked someone to secretly let him go.
Mu Yiheng heard the bursts of laughter inside and wondered what kind of wife they would give him.
However, the family background was not very high.
He thought it was because he came from a humble background and was not orthodox to the Mu clan.
Although his family doted on him, After all, they are not direct descendants.
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He didn't seem to care, making jokes in the room and making everyone laugh.
He turned his back, but his face was gloomy and he couldn't laugh at all.
take a wife No matter what kind of wife you marry, you can be happy and at ease alone, teasing whoever you want, without having to save face for anyone, or looking at anyone's face, how nice it is.
If you get married and get into trouble again in the future, your family will say: "You are already married and have a daughter-in-law, but you are still ignorant."
In a few years, they will still say: "You are a father, and you are still causing trouble."
Mom, my head is spinning just thinking about it.
As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a thief.
How can the one at home be more exciting than the one outside?
Mu Yiheng's mind turned around and he wanted to steal the fragrance again.
However, she had just been stabbed by her brother, so he had to put on a cold face.
That woman didn't have a good attitude toward him.
If he let him go lightly and sent her to her door without temper, wouldn't she be even more troubled?
Look down on Mu Yiheng gritted his teeth, his face not looking good again.
Lin Yunnuan, who had always looked bad, was sitting in Jiyazhai.
She smiled and said softly: "Now, which of you know how to massage acupoints, soothe muscles and relieve fatigue, and which of you know how to prepare medicines and ointments?"
A group of people stood on both sides.
The leading woman was in her thirties.
Her father was a medicine shop keeper.
She taught her massage.
She used to serve her grandmother at home and was very good at identifying acupoints and soothing the meridians.
Because her husband died early, she had several children and had no choice but to make a living.
Lin Yunnuan heard about it and hired her at a high price to teach her newly purchased maid.
There are also some maidservants who learn health-preserving medicine and beauty techniques from her.
They grind pearls, fragrant pills extracted from Cordyceps and Ganoderma into powder, and apply them on people's faces to nourish their skin.
I bought more than 20 maidservants, some of whom are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and some of whom are in their twenties.
They all come from poor backgrounds.
They are all kept clean and fresh.
Lin Yunnuan doesn't like people who talk too much.
The rules were set in advance, and now that she has been training for more than two months, her requirements have basically been met.
He said: "Now your body deeds are in my hands, and the time is still short.
In the future, the best one will be chosen to return the body deeds to you, and I will also reward you with money from the yard to provide you with a decent life.
Those who sincerely work hard with me, I will take care of you."
Find a good home and let you get married in a beautiful way."
She glanced around, her eyes a bit sharp, "Anyone who doesn't follow the rules, harbors evil intentions, and thinks I'm easy to bully will be severely punished without mercy."
The little maids immediately knelt down and said, "I don't dare."
A Qian was lying on the couch, watching her finish her lesson and then turned around and said, "That Aunt Xu is not easy to deal with.
She keeps a straight face and doesn't say a word all day long, as if the whole world owes her money.
She She makes a living outside, and because of her stinky face, she can't make much money at all.
You trust her and leave everyone to her?"
Lin Yunnuan came over with a smile and saw that she was only wearing a thin singlet.
He took a blanket from the side and covered her: "If you don't like her, why are you so shameless that you pester her to give you a massage?"
He also said: "I am looking for people to do things, and I am not asking people to come and laugh with me.
I am not trying to force people to change their temper."
As a widow with three children, life is difficult.
If it weren't for the difficulty of making a living, I wouldn't have set foot in Jiyazhai.
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But her luck is not bad.
She was reincarnated into the Lin family, which has no shortage of money.
How can she be better than others?
Ah Qian didn't like to hear this, "What's wrong with laughing with me and my sisters, who are not laughing with others?
But men like us, and they obviously don't take advantage of us, and they are willing to spend a lot of money on us."
She said.
She raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Come to think of it, if you have time to come to my place these two days, then Mu Yiheng won't pester you anymore and you will be the same.
You always treat him angrily no matter what you do.
As a descendant of aristocratic families who are not proud, you should learn from us and talk.
Be gentle and smile more.”
Lin Yunnuan got a headache when she heard Mu Yiheng's name.
A Qian saw Mu Yiheng take her away on the street that day.
She didn't need to pretend in front of A Qian.
She held the sachet on the table in her hand.
Sui Zi said indifferently: "Why should I wrong myself and laugh with him when I am trying to benefit him?"
A Qian came over and lay on her lap, and said with a sweet smile: "He is so handsome and young, so don't be tempted at all.
You have suffered all the losses, and you still have to fight with him and be nice to him."
In the future, you will always have to end up somewhere, why can't it be him?"
If the women from the aristocratic families outside heard what the two said, they would be stunned.
A Qian has a special status and takes her innocence and reputation very lightly, which suits Lin Yunnuan's taste.
There are some things that he can only talk to her about.
"I don't want to get married anymore."
Lin Yunnuan picked up the sachet, sniffed it twice, then opened the seal, poured the spices inside into her hand and looked at it carefully, saying casually as if she was talking about someone else's business. , "He doesn't want to get married, and I don't want to get married, so we have the same idea.
Being with a man younger than me is enough to make me feel uncomfortable, and if I have any reputation with him, no one will say anything, I It’s all disgusting.”
A Qian's smile became ambiguous, and she reached out to poke her thigh: "Hey, tell me the truth, how is he?"
Lin Yunnuan was startled: "What is it like?"
Ah Qian put her index fingers together and said with a smile, "That's it, on the couch."
Lin Yunnuan immediately blushed and pushed the person away, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
She stomped away and her skirt was stained with the powder from the sachet.
A Qian hurriedly chased her down barefoot and hugged her from behind: "Okay, okay, you are not a little girl, why are you so thin-skinned?
Let me tell you, I can judge people accurately.
In fact, from the appearance of a man, You can tell a lot, for example, Mu Ye has high roots, a straight nose, thick arms, and long thighs.
He gets off the horse, steps on his right foot, and throws you onto the horse with a lift of his left hand.
That waist " "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm really angry."
Lin Yunnuan had a straight face, and even the tips of his ears turned red.
A Qian covered her mouth and sneered: "Okay, I won't tell you.
Just remember to use the recipe Agu Xu gives you if you are so weak.
I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
Lin Yunnuan finally got annoyed, broke away from the man and walked out.
Ah Qian laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, and reminded her loudly: "I am doing it for your own good.
This young man doesn't know any restraint.
You must take care of yourself and don't indulge him too much."
When he walked out of the yard and sat in the sedan, Lin Yunnuan was still blushing and felt so ashamed that he wanted to die.
One wrong step, one wrong step, how will it end now?
Mu Yiheng can ask her to relieve her loneliness.
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If she wants to be entangled for a long time and make both of them hate each other, what's the point?
From the beginning, she never thought about the outcome of her relationship with him.
Although her brother had good intentions for her, he forced her to get married rashly, which made her feel inferior.
From now on, this person will never be seen again.
Everything in the past is just an erotic dream.
She is alone in the world, looks down on love, and has long stopped looking to others.
Not to mention, among men in this era, it is rare to see how many men are infatuated with a dedicated man like Lin Yizhe.
Mu Yiheng is a playboy.
She doesn't want to be his first, nor does she want to be his last.
The same is true for him and her.
We are both passers-by and have no connection with each other, so our fate is inherently weak.
Thinking of what A Qian said just now, she felt that all the blood rushed to her face, and her cheeks were very hot.
Last night, he went too far.
She cried and begged, and she was forced to call "good brother" so many times.
At this moment, I felt a chill all over my body, which made me feel sick and nauseated.
The sedan stopped at the door of the bookstore and asked Wanxia to pick up the books she had ordered yesterday.
As soon as Wanxia entered, she saw a very familiar figure from behind.
"You mean, this book was written by a woman" The voice was clear and sweet, and without him turning around, Sunset knew who it was.
He grasped the curtain with his hands, his body shook violently, and there were tears in his eyes. fourth master She bit her lip to prevent herself from making a sound, then she let go of the curtain, turned around and left.
When the shop saw her, he shouted: "Hey, girl, I'm here to pick up a book for Mr.
Lin, so don't leave."
Sunset came out quickly, holding her hands on the sedan window sill, "Grandma"
She gasped hard to calm herself down: "Fourth Master, Fourth Master, he is in there."
Tang Yi turned around and saw the half-covered green curtain at the door shaking slightly.
The shop said "offended" to him and chased him out.
I saw that Mr.
Lin's sedan had already walked far away.
The owner of the shop was puzzled and scratched his head as he came in: "It's strange, why does Mr.
Lin's maid come in and go out so fast?"
Tang Yi held the book in his hand: "Mr.
Lin you are talking about is the manuscript author of this book."
The shopkeeper rubbed the back of his head, still looking confused, and replied: "That's right.
Maybe he thought of something else and left.
Unfortunately, you couldn't meet this strange woman.
We first got the manuscript , and they were all extremely shocked.
Unless I had seen the heroic characters in the book, I would never have imagined that it was written by a woman.
Do you want to take a copy back?
This is the first volume, and there are six more to come. , according to Mr.
Lin, it will take about two years to slowly get it printed. " The first volume was tested at a very low price.
As it gradually gained popularity, the price was gradually increased.
Only the owner of this bookstore had the foresight to agree to cooperate.
Tang Yi finished his account and walked slowly on the street.
He was very confused.
Zhong Qing had told him this story before, about a divine eagle and a dragon girl.
He just thought it was a strange story she heard somewhere and never took it seriously.
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Now someone has taken this story After writing it, it is more detailed and richer, coupled with the writer's polish, it is simply wonderful.
Suddenly, he somewhat believed in the absurd and colorful world Zhong Qing said.
In the Duke Wei's Mansion at night, Mu Yiheng was an awkward guest.
The felt tent was surrounded by incense and jade, and the fire was burning very brightly.
There were only eight low tables with carved red sandalwoods on them.
There were clay stoves on them, and water and wine were warmed.
Beside each seat, an outstanding maidservant knelt.
A fan fanned the small clay stove, and dishes were served to the people at the table from time to time.
Mu Yiheng accompanied him at the end, showing little interest.
He was forcibly dragged by Mu Qinghong to entertain Crown Prince Wei.
He had already had a falling out that day, but for some reason, Crown Prince Mu had no temper.
He was still angry and still remembered Wei Ziyan's coveting of his woman.
After drinking two glasses of wine, he heard someone calling his name.
He turned around and saw Prince Wei pushing away the woman who was torn in his arms and exposing her chest and back, smiling at him and raising his hands, saying, "Thanks to Mu Jiu's introduction, I have a great talent next to me.
Today.
I have to reward you later, tell me, gold, silver, jewels, maidservants and concubines, whatever you choose."
Everyone praised the prince for his magnanimity and generosity.
Mu Yiheng smiled and said, "Since the prince wants a reward, Mu Jiu will accept it shamelessly."
Ignoring how Mu Qinghong winked at him, he crossed his feet and said, "I heard that my former son, Crown Prince Wei, got a beautiful concubine who plays the piano well.
The Crown Prince asked her to come out and play a piece of Jiao Niang Fu with me."
There is a beautiful girl under the flower, her skin is soft and fragrant It's a country slang song that can't be more obscene.
Nothing in the seat changes color.
Mu Qinghong almost fainted.
He didn't bother to scold him at the moment.
He stood up and bowed to the ground: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Yi Heng."
I heard Prince Wei laughing loudly, stamping his feet and slapping his thighs, "You bastard Mu Jiu" He laughed and said: "A woman who is so courageous that you don't dare to play with is a coward, and I'm talking about you."
He turned around and said to his servant: "Go and call Aunt Huang over.
I've seen you all."
At that moment, everyone's face turned green with fright: "The prince, the prince, is Aunt Huang who just entered the palace the day before yesterday."
"Who else could hurry up and tell her not to wait any longer?"
Mu Qinghong swallowed his unfinished words, sat down anxiously, turned around and glared at Mu Yiheng.
Mu Yiheng smiled and said: "Prince Wei is really happy to come.
Mu Jiu proposes a toast."
While he was talking, he heard a familiar voice saying: "Sorry, I'm late."
I saw the maid closing the felt curtain, and a man came in with his head lowered.
His face was like a crown of jade, and his lips were painted with red paint.
He was twenty years old, with half-bundled black hair.
He was wearing a silver moire brocade robe with long sleeves and fluttering sleeves.
He was facing everyone.
He gave a half salute.
"Ji An" Prince Wei smiled first and said, "Come quickly and I will introduce you."
Mu Yiheng turned his eyes and paused with the hand holding the cup.
Tang Yi stepped up to the table and sat next to Prince Wei.
"This is the seventh son of Marquis Wenyuan, Xie Qiye.
This is General Chongyuan's nephew, you have met Mr.
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Du and Mu Wu.
What is his next order?"
"Master Mu."
Tang Yi looked at Mu Yiheng with a calm expression and a heavy gaze, "Long time no see."
The taste of humiliation is bitter, salty, and astringent in my heart, and it is absolutely uncomfortable.
This man, with the threat of kindness and kindness, forced him to paint four spring paintings, and that's how he ended up today.
He was a guest and suffered the fate of a powerful man.
This man had a deep-seated hatred for his wife.
How could he forget Mu Yiheng opened the corners of his lips and smiled: "Hey, isn't this a great talent from the Tang Dynasty?
Why did he come to the capital without saying hello so that we can entertain him and show our friendship as a landlord?"
Prince Wei smiled and said, "By the way, you know it.
Thanks to Mu Jiu, I have such an outstanding person.
Ji An, sit down with Prince Wei and talk about old times."
Tang Yi had no choice but to get up.
There was a heavy breath in his chest, and he almost vomited blood.
Who did Mu Yiheng refer to when he said "we" just now?
Now, Mrs.
Lin has lived in his backyard and become one of his many women.
She waits in the room every night, waiting for him to sleep with her.
The steps he walked over were a bit frivolous.
There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of frost.
"Hey, no need."
Mu Yiheng dragged the maid serving the wine beside him, hugged her on his lap, and said with a smile, "I have to squeeze in a table with a grown man, so I don't have time to chat with you."
Tang Yi had already walked to his table and had no place to sit down, which was very embarrassing.
The veins on his forehead were beating faintly, and his hands were clenched under his sleeves until his joints turned white.
Prince Wei laughed loudly: "Ji An, don't pay attention to this bastard.
He's a pretty boy and only sees women coming.
Come back."
Tang Yi could only nod slightly, pretending not to care, and Prince Qiawei smiled and said: "I haven't introduced you to you, but this is the leader of the Chengtou Poetry Competition, Yunzhou Tang Ji'an, Ji An, please toast everyone."
Tang Yi raised his glass and greeted everyone with a smile, "Tang is not talented, he is new here, and he is showing off his ugliness.
Prince Meng never abandons you.
He lives in the palace as a guest.
I am lucky enough to meet all the talented people here.
It is my respect to Tang to do it first."
I raised my head and drank the wine when I heard a sad voice from the corner, "I'm so sour."
Tang Yi made a move and saw Mu Yiheng fanning his nose with his hand and asked the maid who was leaning on his arm, "Do you smell something strange and sour?
It seems like old sour food that has been bad for many years."
Rice.
It’s really embarrassing for you to say that someone who pretends to be ugly is pretending to be a noble person.”
Seeing Tang Yi's expression change, Mu Qinghong hurriedly pulled Mu Yiheng: "Ninth brother, are you drunk?"
Tang Yi's eyebrows darkened and he almost rushed to confront him.
Since the master was nearby, it was difficult to rush into his guests, so he forced himself to endure it.
Langfeng Jiyue couldn't hold back his smile no matter what.
I think Prince Wei has favored and trusted him recently.
He has been rewarded with an unknown amount of money and silk, and he is relying on him to correct his reputation.
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He will definitely reprimand Mu Jiu for him, which is much better than talking to him himself.
Unexpectedly, Prince Wei chuckled and cursed nonchalantly: "Your mother, Mu Jiu, except for pretty girls, there is no one you can catch your eye with, right?"
He turned around and said, "Ji An, ignore him, just follow him."
Let’s talk about your Yunzhou customs.”
The seats were lively for a while, and then the servant sneaked in and secretly replied in the ear of Crown Prince Wei: "Aunt Huang was crying and refused to come with the villain.
The villain said that it was the Crown Prince's order, so she took a pair of scissors and wanted to wipe his neck.
People don’t dare to force them, so they have to ask the prince for his decision.”
Crown Prince Wei's smiling face suddenly changed color: "Get out of here, you mother."
He kicked the man away and said angrily: "A daughter of a small businessman, why do you pretend that the golden nobleman's son is willing to invite her out for a banquet?
It's for her."
Face" Everyone hurriedly advised, "Your Majesty, please calm down.
Madam seems to be thin-skinned.
How can we dare to offend Madam?"
Mu Qinghong said: "Sir, please don't be like Lao Jiu.
He speaks without restraint and cannot speak his mind.
You must not anger Mrs.
Huang because of his random behavior."
This aunt Huang was accidentally met by Prince Wei when he was shopping in the market the day before yesterday.
He heard her playing the piano in the small building behind the shop.
He walked over and took a look at her.
She was forced into the house that night.
The Huang family was a small family and they did not dare to stop her. , we can only accept our fate.
She just persuaded herself to obey this predatory husband, but in the blink of an eye, he violated her and asked her to come out to accompany the guests.
How could Aunt Huang respond?
She cried and made a fuss, almost hurting herself, and this scared Prince Wei's people to give up.
Mu Yiheng curled his lips nonchalantly and snorted: "Humph."
Prince Wei's face was very ugly.
He had already said something, but that woman dared to humiliate him in public.
He was used to being so proud, how could he tolerate such idleness.
He immediately slapped the table and made the wine cup jump: "I won't believe it if I find her out.
You can't cure a bitch."
Everyone hurriedly tried to dissuade them with words and words.
Prince Wei then thought of Huang's charming face, and felt a little reluctant to let go.
Then he heard Mu Yiheng change the subject and said with a smile: "That's all, why bother to embarrass this beauty.
Prince Wei, It's the same thing if you ask this talented man from Tang Dynasty to help us."
Recently, in order to please the Crown Prince, Tang Yi has been showing off at various banquets.
In fact, it is not difficult for him to recite poems and write poems, and he can make a name for himself and grow the face of Crown Prince Wei.
Why not?
humiliation.
But this was what Mu Yiheng said, and he was a little reluctant to obey.
Prince Wei showed a very reluctant and troubled expression, and said calmly: "That's it, I'll deal with that woman later.
Okay, Ji An, just write a poem for everyone."
"Who listens to poetry?"
Mu Yiheng twirled his wine glass with a bad smile on his face, "I am a rough man and don't know how to appreciate poetry.
Master, please don't hide your secrets.
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We all know what this great talent of the Tang Dynasty is best at." ” Everyone in the audience tacitly understood that Su Xi was making ridiculous nonsense, otherwise he would not be able to get along with Prince Wei, so they immediately laughed and started making noises.
Tang Yi's face was extremely ugly.
He painted the erotic palace, which was a drunken act for a while.
Su Liu made it known to this man.
He made a bet with him and robbed the painting without any money.
Then he turned around and used the kindness of protecting him to force him to do it again.
I painted four paintings and dedicated them to Prince Wei.
What a disgrace it is for a generation of talented people to become masters of spring paintings.
He even proposed to paint a picture for them to see in public.
I only hope that Prince Wei will appreciate his talents and not let him down.
I heard Prince Wei smile: "Mu Jiu."
He ordered his servants: "Go and get Mr.
Tang a painting paper inkstone."
Tang Yi couldn't believe it and exclaimed: "Your Majesty!"
Prince Wei patted him on the shoulder and said, "How shameful is it that my predecessor and I got married, and you still drew a wonderful picture according to it?"
As soon as the words came out, everyone was secretly stunned.
There is really nothing that this Prince Wei cannot do.
Tang Yi blushed in embarrassment and raised the pen, feeling that his wrist was extremely heavy.
My heart was so sad that it would be better to have fun in front of anyone than in front of Mu Yiheng.
The past story of Mu Yiheng taking over his wife's room came to mind, and she felt unbearably bitter.
As soon as you start drawing, draw a pair of wrists.
It's a pair of thin women's hands wearing bracelets, tied with straps.
At this moment, Mu Yiheng stared at the painting, but what he was thinking about was whether the woman had ever been held down by Tang Yi like in the painting.
Prince Wei and others were nearby, laughing and commenting on the characters in the painting, the use of colors, layout, and brush strokes.
They didn't care at all, and they didn't know how to appreciate it.
Prince Wei said: "Although this picture is interesting, it is not as good as the one I got last time."
He blinked at Mu Qinghong: "Right, the picture under the wisteria flowers on Mu Wu's last time is the really interesting picture."
After finishing his sentence, Tang Yi stopped writing, Mu Yiheng raised his eyebrows, and both of them were stunned.
Prince Wei said with a smile: "That woman has a delicate figure and outstanding color, especially the tears on her cheeks, which are simply irresistible.
If there really is such a beauty in the world, tsk tsk, I will."
Mu Yiheng couldn't hear the other words of praise he said with long sighs.
He opened his red eyes wide, turned to stare at Mu Qinghong, and asked every word, in a low voice and very gloomily: "Mu Qinghong, you stole the painting hidden in my room and gave it to Wei Ziyan. " Mu Qinghong pulled him aside and said hurriedly: "Shh, keep your voice down.
If you hadn't asked me to find the painting and bring it to the master for identification, I would have invited Tang Yi to make the prince happy.
You thought you offended the prince last time?"
, don’t you need to bear the consequences?
It’s your fifth brother and I who have worked hard for you to find this way to make him not care about you."
"Ninth brother you" The person in front of him faced him with an extremely terrifying face, and his deep eyes seemed to hide a violent storm.
Mu Yiheng raised his lips: "What the hell" Mu Qinghong didn't hear clearly, and then he groaned, and he was punched hard in the abdomen.
He didn't dare to cry out in pain and startle everyone, so he held it hard.
Mu Yiheng's eyes were filled with fire and he turned away, "Prince Wei, can you lend me that painting for a look?"
Prince Wei smiled and said, "Okay, take the painting hanging in my bedroom and be careful not to damage it."
Mu Yiheng clenched his fists: "Wait a minute."
He hangs in the room, he hangs in the room I don’t know how many people have seen me, I don’t know how many men have thought about me "I will follow the crown prince and go in to take a look."
As soon as he said this, everyone was not happy, "Mu Jiu, why are you so selfish?
You naturally share good things with everyone.
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The prince didn't say not to show it to us, but you are protecting the food."
"Fuck you."
Mu Yiheng turned his head and glared at everyone with a fierce look, "I'm waiting here, who the hell dares to fight with me to see, I will destroy him."
In the waterside pavilion, you can hear a needle drop.
Mu Jiu, whose rank and official position was inferior to others, was so arrogant and domineering, making everyone angry.
Mu Qinghong fell on his seat and no longer had the energy to apologize for him.
Wei Shizi laughed so hard that his pale face turned red: "Mu Jiu, you are so good, why do I like you so much?"
He looked at everyone and said, "Don't follow me.
We, Mu Jiuye, want to fight for this share.
You see, he is young, so give him a break."
Tang Yi stood up quickly: "I will accompany the crown prince."
He urgently needed to confirm whether the painting Under the Wisteria Flowers was the one Mu Yiheng had taken from him that day.
Without waiting for Prince Wei to say anything, Mu Yiheng rushed towards Tang Yi, grabbed his collar with his hands, and threw him to the ground.
He quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist and cursed angrily: "Wait for me too."
I don’t mind chopping you up now.”
Prince Wei smiled broadly and said, "Mu Jiu, if you get a fucking thorn, whoever stabs you will go away.
I will show you what you are doing."
Mu Yiheng's golden brocade clothes were stained with blood.
There was a scratch on his face, and a small piece of skin was turned up.
He held a bunch of crumpled paper tightly in his hand and looked at more and more things in front of him.
In the light of the fire, he crushed the paper ball, tore it apart bit by bit, opened his mouth, and swallowed it.
Everyone gathered around him and saw that his eyes were red and he stood on the ground with a pair of blood-stained palms spread out.
He suddenly opened the corners of his lips and laughed loudly.
In the firelight, his hair was disheveled, his face and body were covered with blood, and he was smiling like this, looking extremely perverted and terrifying.
In the corner, Mu Qinghong was held behind someone with a knife across his neck.
Everyone attending the banquet looked at him coldly like a madman.
Mu Yiheng laughed non-stop, leaned forward and grabbed the guard beside him.
The knife, the sharp shadow of the knife, the flying blood, Mu Qinghong closed his eyes, not daring to look.
Prince Wei was helped out, pointing at him and scolding him: "Son, if I don't make you look good today, I'll catch him if I have your last name."
Mu Yiheng avoided people and went around to the back alley of Wenjia Lane.
He grabbed the top of the wall with his hands and then jumped up the wall when he heard the vicious barking of a dog.
Under the wall, in the originally empty yard, four vicious dogs were tied up at some point.
Not far away, torches were moved, both inside and outside the walls.
He squatted on the wall blankly, unable to believe that this dog and these unfamiliar guards were there just to guard against him.
When he thought about what he had just done, he suddenly felt very ridiculous.
He loves people, but is guarded like a thief As soon as his thoughts changed, he turned around and jumped off the wall, disappearing into the night.
Later in the night, there was a rustling sound.
Lin Yunnuan opened his eyes and saw that a pane on the window was broken, and it was blown by the wind, making a slight noise.
Fine snowflakes blew through the window.
She put on her clothes and got out of bed.
When she opened the window, the sky was filled with white mist.
The wind whimpered, and I could vaguely hear someone playing the flute in the distance, intermittently and not in one piece.
It's been two days, right?
Mu Yiheng never appeared again.
Lin Yizhe inquired about the news.
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Mu Yiheng drunkenly made a fuss in the palace of the Duke of Wei, injured the crown prince Wei Ziyan, and killed dozens of guards.
Now, Emperor Anrong went to the main hall to ask for an explanation from the Wei family.
The trouble this time was no longer as simple as the murder of the maid of the Wei Mansion that day, or the personal enmity between Crown Prince Wei and him.
No matter how tightly the Mu Mansion suppressed the news, the ridiculous things Mu Yiheng did still alarmed Mr.
Mu.
His face was as dark as water, and he was sitting in the quaint study waiting for his eldest son to come back.
Mr.
Mu is already old enough to know his destiny, but he still walks on thin ice in front of his father.
During the reign of the late Emperor, Mr.
Mu was a great Confucian who was famous all over the world.
Among his most outstanding students, one was the second son of the late Emperor and the former Crown Prince, King You, and the other was Duke Wei, the chief minister of the current dynasty and a veteran of the two dynasties.
Unfortunately, after the death of the late emperor, King You had an accident.
When the new emperor succeeded to the throne, the first thing he did was to remove the hereditary and irreplaceable titles of the Mu family.
Mr.
Mu is no longer the Marquis, and Mr.
Mu is no longer the prince.
The Duke of Wei fell out of favor and mercilessly favored his compatriot sister, Emperor Anrong, and trampled the Mu Mansion to the point where he wanted to flatter others and proclaim his vassalship.
He took great credit for it.
Since then, Mr.
Mu has never stepped out of his house.
The name of Jing'an Marquis Mansion has been taken off, and the huge mansion has been changed to "Wooden Mansion".
Now the most outstanding son in the family is only a third-grade idle official with a good name.
Mr.
Mu remained calm, waiting for his son to bow and stand up, then pushed the tea over and said, "Sit down."
Mr.
Mu sat on the edge of the chair and whispered, "I wonder what my father's instructions are."
Mr.
Mu knocked on the table, disgust revealed in his cloudy eyes, "That bastard" Mr.
Mu was horrified and knelt down again, "Father, Yi Heng is still young and acts recklessly.
When he gets married next year, he will learn to be more careful."
"Hmph," Old Master Mu snorted coldly, "That bitch is the offspring of that ungrateful thief.
He is born arrogant and arrogant.
He will be very energetic.
Are you trying to coax a three-year-old with these words, or is it just your own naive wishful thinking?"
Master Mu did not dare to refute.
"His mother did not abide by the rules of women, was restless in her family, had an affair with an unmarried person, and became pregnant with an evil child.
Instead of thinking of committing suicide and martyrdom, she instead had delusional ideas and became a slave to that thief.
That thief had no father or king, and rebelled against his master.
The evil offspring of these two people who were unkind, despicable, and did all the shameful things should have been drowned in a dung bucket, chopped up and fed to dogs, and their souls were scattered, so that they would never be reincarnated."
Mr.
Mu listened speechlessly, with tears in his eyes.
He raised his face and defended with a strong heart, "Father, how can you say this to her?
Yiheng is not guilty.
He is..."
"Women's benevolence" Mr.
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Mu shouted sternly: "When did the Mu family lose their rules?
If the father speaks, the son can interrupt at will.
It's because you have forgotten the rules one by one that the Mu Mansion has fallen into such a state."
The laughing stock of the entire capital is no longer worthy of the plaque in the ancestral hall that will last forever."
Master Mu did not dare to say anything more.
He squeezed his legs hard to hold back his sadness.
"Go and tie that scumbag to the yard.
You don't need to explain to anyone.
Just give him three hundred sticks and bring him to the top of the city to show the public.
Let the world see clearly what kind of family tradition our Mu family has."
Mr.
Mu She glanced at her son with sharp eyes and said slowly, "You, and everyone in this family, have done enough for him over the years.
It will only harm you, him, and everyone." ”gd1806102: