Chapter 131: The Villa
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What else is she obsessed with?
Wei Yi grinned, simple and simple.
He inserted the hosta into Shen Yueran's bun.
As bright as you imagined.
"Come with me to a place today." He said.
Shen Yueran suddenly said angrily, "No wonder you want to give me a hosta, it turns out that you are afraid that I will make a fool of myself, right?" β
Wei Yi laughed, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise, if you are close, you are not inferior to those who are far away, and you are resentful, and the master is honest and does not deceive me!" The hosta has been done a long time ago, this is the master's birthday, the master's family has a banquet, I took a day off, and I came to pick you up, it's all a coincidence. β
"Murong Ti's birthday?"
Shen Yueran was terrified again.
Murong Ti's birthday banquet, how can she go to a civilian woman?
Wei Yi laughed again and pinched her little nose.
Look at you, and you look like that. Master has always disliked excitement and entertainment, so today he said that he would have a banquet, but there were only four people: Master, Master, and you and me. You don't have to think too much about it, you just have a meal with your elders. Master and Mrs. are very easy to get along with, and they will not embarrass you. Let's go, talk as we go, I haven't seen Master for a long time, and we have a lot to talk about. β
Shen Yueran rubbed her nose, he always made her unable to refuse......
"But I didn't give Murong a letter to prepare for the punishment, I'm afraid it would be rude."
She barely thought of a reason.
"I've already thought about it, just bring the spicy cabbage pickled by yourself to the altar for Master." He said.
"Spicy cabbage?"
Shen Yueran couldn't cry or laugh, how could there be a spicy cabbage for her birthday?
"No, that's rude." She waved her hand repeatedly.
"I said okay, that spicy cabbage is worth the delicacies of the mountains and the sea for the master, if you feel rude, you can bring two jars." He was kind enough to give her ideas.
"Two Altars ......"
She couldn't laugh or cry again.
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Murong Jin is famous all over the world, known as the "ghost hand", relying on a scalpel to solve countless cases, and is the emperor's imperial seal of the three rank of criminal officer.
He likes solitude, advocates tranquility, dislikes excitement, and hates socializing. After paying tribute to the officer, he moved out of the previous punishment mansion, led a group of family members away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and found a place to live in the fields near the mountains and rivers.
Wei Yi parked the carriage at the entrance of the village, held a letter in one hand, and led Shen Yueran in the other, along the field road, all the way slowly.
After the Qingming Festival, the rain is sufficient, the endless rape flowers are golden, bright and gorgeous, a gust of wind rises, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, one after another, as if thousands of bees and butterflies are dancing, and the earth is full of gold.
Shen Yueran felt relaxed.
"Rape flowers are full of gold, and the sound of partridges is deep in spring."
She sighed, "Murong Tixing is a person who really knows how to enjoy himself, and after giving his honor, he will find such a paradise on earth for himself to enjoy his old age, wonderful, happy." β
Wei Yi smiled, "If you tell Master this, he will be very happy." This village is called Sancha Village, and there is a Sancha Mountain in the village, with a small population, about dozens of households, and most of them rely on growing crops for their livelihood. It was precisely because of this field that Master took a fancy to this field that he built Murong Villa here, and it took nearly a year to build and renovate it. Master is straightforward and even occasionally unkind, but I understand that his heart is always calm and indifferent, just like this field, open and fertile. β
"What kind of woman is Mrs. Murong?" Shen Yueran was curious.
Wei Yi said, "Dignified, virtuous, gentle, kind, Shi Niang is the most beautiful woman I have ever seenββ"
At this point, he looked at her and pointed out, "βone." β
Such an obvious hint, of course, Shen Yueran could understand it.
What woman doesn't like a man to praise her beauty, especially a man she loves.
Her heart was happy, but her mouth was full of anger.
"Whoever wants to compete with Shi Niang and be jealous, Master Wei is not harmful-uh......"
Her face was flushed and she bit her tongue.
Shi Niang......
She actually called Mrs. Murong, who she had never met, as her master, and she regarded herself as someone else......
As soon as he said that he was bald, he was not ashamed of himself.
Wei Yi laughed, his eyebrows bent into two crescent moons.
"You changed your name voluntarily, Wei, Fu, Ren." He narrowed his face and took her into his arms.
"Nasty!"
Shen Yueran, who was ashamed of herself, pushed him away, hid her face and ran away.
"Be careful, Mrs. Wei." Wei Yi smiled and hurried to catch up.
"Nasty!"
"Look at the road, Mrs. Wei."
"Nasty!"
"Turn around, Mrs. Wei."
"Nasty!"
"Here we are, Mrs. Wei."
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Murong Villa is atmospheric and quaint, and it is the only large-scale building in Sancha Village, even if it is covered with greenery, it is also particularly conspicuous.
Shen Yueran followed Wei Yi through the Sanjin courtyard and saw Murong Jin and his wife Bai Qingruo in the front hall.
A few people saluted, and Wei Yi sent a stipend, which was a scalpel made of pure gold with a jade base.
Shen Yueran had seen a scalpel in the morgue before, but it was late at night, and she was full of timidity, so she didn't dare to look closely, but she only knew that the scalpel was different from ordinary knives.
This time, the craftsman magnified the scalpel several times and made it into an ornament, and she got a glimpse of the true face.
I saw that the blade was slender, the handle was round and had anti-slip marks, the blade was sharp, the blade was broken, and there were tooth lines around it.
Although it is made of pure gold, it is a little more extravagant and a little less aggressive, but Shen Yueran couldn't help but shudder when she saw it.
Giving someone a scalpel on a birthday, what a close and frank master-apprentice relationship you have to have.
This side is rolling his eyes in his heart, and Wei Yi over there said with a smile, "I wish Master a long life every year, and the treasure knife is not old." β
It turned out to be this meaning, Shen Yueran couldn't help but roll her eyes again.
Murong Jin said with a dark face, "I've taken the scalpel for a lifetime, and finally Zhishi, you kid still don't plan to let me go, take it back, take it back!" β
Wei Yi said, "It's not that I don't let go of your old man, it's that this world still needs you." To tell the truth, the apprentice came today to congratulate the master on his birthday, and to discuss the case with the master is the second. β
When Murong Jin heard the case, his face darkened even more.
"You kid is deliberately looking for anger, aren't you? As I said just now, the old man is a gentleman, but he doesn't listen, he doesn't listen. β
Wei Yi disagreed, and took the porcelain altar in Shen Yueran's hand, "The apprentice's handiac, the master doesn't like it, can the spicy cabbage master of Yueran like it?" β
When Murong Jin heard the words "spicy cabbage", his eyes had a strange look.
After eating the spicy cabbage given by Wu Zhaoyan last time, he was still unsatisfied, and then Wu Zhaoyan came to deliver it again, and he accepted it without refusal. However, the taste of the latter time is not as good as the first one.
His cravings were hooked, and his eyes were aimed at the porcelain altar.
Wei Yi smiled, opened the porcelain lid, and a pungent aroma greeted him. (To be continued.) )