"In the evening, there is a gentleman in Baiju Temple who preaches the Dharma of Master Liwu, is Little Brother Mu interested in going with him?" Feng Ling put down the hand he had just raised, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Mu Yu with a pair of clear eyes, and asked very politely. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From beginning to end, the two kept a suitable distance from each other, and Yun Chenning, who was standing on the shore, couldn't hear what the two were talking about, and could only see Mu Yu's somewhat twisted figure, the figure paused, and then turned around and ran.

*

As the sun sets, the glow of Danxia is like a brocade, the glow reflects half of the sky, and the originally white clouds are rendered as if they have been splashed with green paint, and the breeze blows, blowing the hair of the eyebrows lying on the corridor on the second floor. Idle, staring at the pedestrians on the street, her eyes lit up, and she turned around and went downstairs with her skirt.

Before "Aunt ......" could shout, her eyebrows met Mu Yu's eyes, and she hurriedly changed her words: "Childe." ”

It turned out that Mu Yu, who had just painted on the painting boat, was actually the daughter of the prime minister's family, and she deliberately omitted the word "gardenia" in her name, so that no one could recognize her true identity.

To be honest, when Fang Cai Fengling asked her if she was interested in going to Baiju Temple, she was naturally very willing in her heart. It doesn't matter if he preaches Buddhism or Taoism, as long as she can stay with him for a while, she doesn't care if he propagates a cult.

But when she thought that she had followed her father to Yongning this time to have business to do, so she could teach him to bring her with her, Mu Yiyu was deflated. She already had a shadow in her heart about the last time she was almost caught, for fear that she would come back a little late this time and be discovered by Mu Qingyun again, so she was ruthless and rejected Feng Ling directly.

Probably this is the first time that Ling Gongzi has been rejected.

Originally, Mu Yiyu was ready to be scolded when she came back in men's clothes, but when she saw the empty room in the post station, her intestines were full of regret.

"Daddy hasn't come back yet?" Mu Yuyu took off her outer robe, walked to the front of the wardrobe to get her clothes, and Mei'er on the side sorted out the changed clothes for her.

The old man was invited away by a group of people, saying that he had a business to discuss, and Mei'er was not easy to ask, and when he left, he only said that he would come back later today. After Mei'er Fang said this, Mu Yuyu almost jumped up from the bed, "Dead Mei'er, you hurt me, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Mei'er's hand holding the clothes shook, and she took two steps back tremblingly, "Slave...... Slaves...... I only heard about it in the afternoon. As she spoke, the little maid sniffled very aggrievedly.

Mu Yiyu sat back on the bed decadently, and sighed, it was useless to say anything now, just if she rejected him ruthlessly.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how many women want to meet with Ling Gongzi, the opportunity is in front of her, and she is thrown into the river by herself.

The two of them were talking, but there was a knock on the door outside, Mei'er thought that Mu Qingyun was back, and was about to open the door directly, but was stopped by Mu Yuyu, looking at the shadow reflected on the door, the person did not look like his father.

Mei'er only took two steps forward, leaned against the door and asked, "Who is it?" Turning his head, he saw Mu Yuyu, who was still sitting outside, sitting behind the screen with his changed clothes, and then opened the door.

Standing outside was a middle-aged man in a long robe, with a Chinese face, and when he saw that it was Mei'er who opened the door, he was a little surprised at first, and he paused and was a little disappointed. However, looking at him, he seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing touching soft nails, and the expression of disappointment only stayed on his face for a moment.

Then, the middle-aged man said very politely: "I am the master of the Wu Governor's Mansion, surnamed Li." Today, I came to visit the Prime Minister. Yesterday's incident was indeed a small arrangement, so I taught ......" Halfway through the words, Mu Yuyu in it suddenly spoke, "Master Li, Jia Yan went out to work today, I am afraid that no one will entertain me, so I will work hard Master to make an extra trip." If the master is in a hurry, can you leave a letter, and Gardenia can explain it to his father. ”

Master Li raised his head, still standing outside the door of the post station, waved his hand and said, "It's okay." It turned out to be the daughter-in-law of the prime minister's family, and I had heard that the daughter-in-law was talented in catkins, and today I saw it really extraordinary. Master Li habitually politely said a few words, and took out a letter from his sleeve, "Then I will ask the son-in-law to forward the letter to the Prime Minister." ”

With that, he handed the envelope to Mei'er, and turned to go downstairs.

Hearing the footsteps gradually disappearing, Mu Yuyu behind the screen came out, put away the letter in Mei'er's hand, and said suspiciously: "The master just said that the arrangement was not good, what is going on, Mei'er?"

Mei'er twisted her eyebrows, "It was the first night that the master came to Yongning, and those officials didn't know what they thought, so they carried the master's sedan chair to Qiongxian Garden." It's really going to die, what kind of place is Qiongxian Yuan, they are just secretly playing behind their backs, and this time they are also on the table. ”

Looking at the chattering appearance of his eyebrows, Mu Yuyu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Qiongxianyuan is not as unbearable as you say, there are mostly geisha who sell their art but not their bodies, and they used to listen to music and talk about the world, if it is really the same as those unbearable brothels, aren't those officials who invite their father to go are obviously looking for death?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yuyu met his eyebrows with a shocked expression, "Girl, how did you know so clearly?"

"I ......" Mu Yiyu's eyes rolled, she couldn't say that the last time she saw Feng Ling was in Qiongxian Garden, right?

Thinking of this, Mu Yiyu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I also listened to what others said......"

"The slave maid also heard that Qiongxian Yuan was closed some time ago, and the hearsay is not to be believed. Maybe they deliberately passed Qiong Xianyuan like that in order to avoid being tracked. ”

"Alright, alright. Mu Yanyu didn't want to be entangled anymore, waved his hand, felt a little hungry, and hurriedly changed the topic and asked Mei'er if he had anything to eat.

*

Yun Cining, who was walking on the street holding a box of silver, turned her head and saw Yan You again, originally she thought that he was just on the same road with her and wanted to go back to the Hou Mansion, but after walking for so long, Yan You still followed her.

So Yun Yuning stopped, turned around and asked, "What have you been following me for?"

Yan You smiled and shook the folding fan in his hand, "I want to learn more from you." For example, the skill of "Beauty Enjoying the Snow" that fools people.

Yun Cining, who was holding the small box, raised her eyebrows and grinned: "Even if you have a good eye, but if you want to learn from this woman, this woman will test you first, what is delicious in this Yongning?"

After saying that, Yun Chenning turned his head and looked at Yan You with a smile.

Thinking about it, Yan You is also a person who is very good at eating, folding the fan leisurely put away, ordered a few points in front of him, and blurted out a few names: "Barley and red bean soup in Bazhen Pavilion on East Street, glutinous rice dumplings in West Street Food Restaurant, egg yolk crisp in Baiweiju in Nanshi, donkey rolling in ...... Imperial Food Garden in Beishi"

Yan You took a step or two forward as he spoke, shaking his head like a poet, while Yun Chenning, who heard the names of these foods, was already hungry.