Mu Chenxue put a year's account in order, sent a message to Nangong Shumo, and asked her to come to the shogunate after nightfall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although Nangong Shumo was unwilling to take these silver coins, he couldn't resist Mu Chenxue's insistence, so he had to accept the silver in the end. When he got up to leave, he was stopped.

Mu Chenxue was a little embarrassed to take out a purse from the sewing basket and handed it to Nangong Shumo, "I know that Brother Feng is from a rich family, and if you want to come to the house, you have everything, and you don't lack anything." So I won't give anything valuable, this is a purse I embroidered, the embroidery is not good, and please Brother Feng don't refuse! "This purse, Mu Chenxue began to embroider as early as when he entered the boudoir, and the middle of the embroidery was not completed until the first day of the lunar month. Compared with those who practice, this is already the best work she embroidered, but even so, there is still no way to compare with the embroidery girls in the embroidery shop.

Nangong Shumo's face was excited, he didn't care whether Miss Mu's embroidery was good or not, but this intention was already commendable. Since the death of his mother, no woman has embroidered anything for him. All these things on his body were bought casually from the embroidery shop. Carefully take the purse and look through it carefully. The purse is embroidered with an eagle fighting the sky, although the stitching is not skilled enough, but this artistic conception alone is enough to be higher than all the embroidery girls in the embroidery shop. There is also a small poem embroidered on the back of the purse.

"The eagle strikes the sky and the wind is strong, and the waves fly in spring." Mu Chenxue uses poetry as a metaphor for love, expressing her thoughts to Nangong Shumo, "The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly." "I hope he can keep pace with the times and take advantage of the situation without fear of danger.

"Thank you, Sister Xue, I will carry this purse with me every day and treasure it properly!" Yes, such a good thing, he is reluctant to use it to hold silver money, he wants to use this lotus to wrap his heart. Watching Nangong Shumo carefully caress the patterns and words on the purse, Mu Chenxue couldn't help but blush. muttered a little in my heart, "Is this considered a private gift, or a loan for love?" ”

With this purse, a layer of fire clouds floated on both of their faces, and the room was a little hotter for a while, and the two of them breathed a little heavier. In fact, Nangong Shumo also had something to give to Mu Chenxue, but he planned to send it on Chinese New Year's Eve or the first day of the new year.

The two were embarrassed for a while, Nangong Shumo sneaked into the mansion after all, so he couldn't stay for a long time, and thanked the curtain for the gift of Chenxue, so he took the silver box and turned over and walked out of the shogunate.

"Master, what are you holding in your hand?" Feng Wu asked curiously while guarding his master's side. When the master entered the shogunate, he was so happy that the corners of his mouth were upturning, but he was really curious about what Miss Makudo had sent to the master, which made him so excited.

"A box of silver!" Nangong Shumo didn't tell Feng Wu about the purse, first, it was a little sweet secret in his heart, and he didn't want to share it with others. The second is that after all, men and women are not kissed, and this matter is somewhat detrimental to Miss Mu's reputation. If it accidentally spreads, it will bring trouble to Miss Maku.

"The master is not short of silver, how can he be happy like this with only a few hundred taels?" Feng Wu's words reminded Nangong Shumo, and he was a little carried away. Busy with his mind, he suppressed the happiness in his heart, and his face returned to the same state.

Seeing that the master refused to say more, Feng Wu didn't dare to ask again, and the two hurried back to the palace.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the palace, although Princess Qing has made a move on Nangong Shumo these days, but in the palace, she is still somewhat restrained, after all, if Prince Qing knows, even if she is favored, it will definitely hurt the feelings of the husband and wife.

Inside, Nangong Xun was flipping through the account books sent by the shopkeeper and the steward of the grange, "Liuyun, is there any news in Beijing these days?" ”

"Back to the master, the emperor has been in poor health since the beginning of winter, and this is close to the end of the year, and even a few days have even been exempted from the early dynasty. It can be seen that the condition has not improved. What is the prince worried about? ”

"Although the prince and my Qingwangfu are not close, my father has always had no quarrel with the world, and even if he is in power, he will not make a move against our Qingwangfu. Father, an idle prince, can continue to be for a long time. But King An and King Su may not think so, although we don't have the heart to fight, we can't be implicated by it. Remember that there will be more people in Beijing, no matter how big or small the news is, it will be transmitted back to Youzhou as soon as possible! ”

"Yes, my subordinates will arrange it!" The master's worries. Liuyun understands that in fact, in his eyes, neither the prince nor King An can compare to Prince Qing. But Prince Qing has never been affected by Pang, and Prince Qing only wants to be an idle king, so even if these subordinates are unhappy with their masters, they will not say anything.

"Hidden Mist, there's something interesting in the city, let's hear about it!" The hidden fog rarely appears, and even if he is questioned by the master, the person is still hidden in the dark, and he only hears his voice and does not see him.

"Nothing happened in the city, but my subordinates came to report that they saw Miss Makugo a few days ago. The subordinates sent someone to check, and Miss Mu sneaked out of the house this time, but she didn't go anywhere, just looked at the shop and Zhuangzi! "The master has been pestering the fifth lady in this scene before, so when the hidden fog got the news of Miss Maku, he naturally had to report it to the master.

"This woman is by no means the kind of young lady who is content in the boudoir, no matter which house she marries into in the future, I am afraid that there will be constant turmoil!" For a moment, Nangong Xun even thought about what it would be like if Miss Makugo married into the Qingwang Mansion. But this thought is only for a moment, after all, it is impossible to marry Miss Maku with his identity. And the second brother has never cared about his own family affairs, even if the second brother is concerned, but Miss Muwu is a concubine after all, even if she is married to a concubine of the palace, it is impossible.

However, such a woman is like a series of picture books, with endless stories and countless surprises. It's not boring to live a day like this! Nangong Xun's words caused Liuyun and Yinwu to nod again and again, they had only seen Miss Mu a few times, but for such a woman, they didn't hate it, and it was even more pleasing to the eye.

"Lord of the county, there is an interesting thing happening in the mansion of the county magistrate of Jixian County!" Liuyun didn't want the master to always think about Miss Makugo, he had an illusion, if the master thought too much, he was afraid that he wouldn't ignore and forget such a strange woman. At that time, it must be the master who will be injured. So I found a topic casually, and shook my head at the hidden fog in the dark.

The two have always been together, so there is still such a tacit understanding. Hidden Mist also echoed, "Oh, I haven't heard of this, the prince of the county might as well let Liuyun talk about it, and let his subordinates follow the master to have fun!" ”

What kind of person is Nangong Xun, and how can he not know the ideas of his subordinates. However, he also understands that these people are all dedicated to his good, so he also follows the words of the hidden fog and lets Liuyun talk about it casually. (To be continued.) )