Mu Fushu and San Lang entered the bedroom. The room is not big, and there is a table and four chairs at the door, with a bead curtain in the middle, and behind the curtain is a large Bogu shelf, which separates the inside and outside. There are also a lot of ornaments on the Bogu shelf, only a few gold and jade vessels are missing from the hall of Fangcai.

The most striking thing is the big bed in the middle of the room!

It's really big!

At this time, most of the beds are in the style of Hu beds, and this one is wonderful: five or six people will not feel crowded when they sleep, and they are surrounded by wooden boards on three sides, and they are carved with ** that makes people's blood swell, the characters are vivid, and the posture is strange......

Mu Fushu once again affirmed the ingenuity and wisdom of the ancient craftsmen.

Even more eye-catching than the carving is the entire jade mat spread on the bed. That's right, it's a whole jade mat woven from jade pieces!

The handicraft industry in this era was very developed, and there was no machine. The weaving time of this jade mat will definitely not be short, the most important thing is that there is no chemical potion to soak the stone into jade at this time, that is to say, this jade is the real jade, not the kind of fake jade that spreads ten yuan a pendant on the ground!

So how rich is this Ba family?

Mu Fushu's eyes were completely attracted by the jade seat, San Lang was also a little shocked, and frowned: "This father and son of the Ba family are really powerful, and in the Sui Dynasty, the jade seat could only be used by the royal family, but I didn't expect that there would be a spoiled house here." ”

Mu Fushu snorted and said: "It's just right, I still thought that there was no Zhang Yuxi in the hot spring room of Tianyi Villa, don't forget to remind me to take it away when you leave." ”

Saburo scratched her nose: "Let's rest first, I'm busy at night." ”

Neither of them wanted to sleep on this jade mat that I don't know how many people they had slept with. Anyway, the door was locked, and Bahongde would not come in a short time, so the two entered the space.

San Lang went to work in the fields, and Mu Fushu went to cook. Neither of them had enough to eat, first, it was hot, and second, the food was really unappetizing.

The two of them harvested some rice together, ate it, and continued to cultivate. Mu Fushu also took out the corn and potatoes and planted them, saving time and not enough to make seeds.

In the first half of this year, the year was slightly better. It has not rained since the summer solstice, and the people have despaired of this day. In the past, it was a rare year of disasters, but now it is a year of disasters every year, and you will not be killed all at once to give you time to take a breath......

How to come with pleasure.

The people's dissatisfaction with the usurpation of the throne by the Wang family has reached its peak, and only Jiangning City is still singing and dancing.

Even Mu Fushu thinks that the Wang family's feng shui is not good? When he became an emperor, he harmed the whole world.

Of course, in Mu Fushu's view, the common people are pitiful, and it is inevitable to be pitted by the old lady. Just because they got by, it doesn't matter if the previous dynasty was destroyed, it doesn't matter if the new dynasty is established, and it doesn't matter if it's affected now.

San Lang said to Mu Fushu, you are angry.

Anger is a new term that Saburo has learned recently, and he has said it a few times in front of Mu Fushu very proudly.

Mu Fushu also felt that she was a little angry, but she had become accustomed to her years of life experience, and she had a very good opinion about the insensitivity of the people.

From the beginning of this era, Mu Fushu felt that it was very difficult to change the servility of feudal society. The idea of respect and inferiority has been deeply rooted in their hearts, in fact, it is a feudal society that is overestimated, and in Mu Fushu's view, it is a slave society.

When ordinary civilians see even a person with a little family background, they will subconsciously be submissive and inferior, let alone see an official.

Mu Fushu was very dissatisfied with the crossing of his predecessor Emperor Yang of Sui, and the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army did nothing but expand the map of the Sui Dynasty. You are also from a society governed by the rule of law, at least change the social status of the people! It is impossible for the people to be the masters of the country, even if you get a farmer first.

Mu Fushu was disappointed.

Compared with the original history of the Tang Dynasty, it is obviously much more open than now. Both the social atmosphere and the status of the people are better than they are now.

At least in the Tang Dynasty, nobles who killed people on the street still had to be convicted, not to mention that they had to pay for their lives, and it was necessary to pay money. But as far as Mu Fushu knew, in Jiangning City, it was normal for nobles to kill civilians on the street.

This is what they learned in the car when they came back with Bahongde.

When you enter the city, as long as you see the frame of the Bajia car, how far away the people on the street are hiding. The originally bustling and noisy street suddenly became very quiet, Mu Fushu also felt very suspicious, or San Lang was careful, and asked the little guy who was driving the car, only to know that someone had hit the frame of the car without long eyes before, and he could only swallow his anger before he was killed.

Mu Fushu is used to being served, and she also knows that no matter in the past life or this life, everyone cannot be truly equal, but in her opinion, it is still very excessive to care about people's lives, and she has also killed people because those people should be killed.

After gaining space and experiencing crossing, Mu Fushu, who already believed in Buddhism, believed in merit even more.

Taoism talks about cause and effect, what you owe to others and what others owe you must be paid back in this life, so that you can achieve the road without owing cause and effect in this life; Buddhism, on the other hand, pays attention to cultivation, and uses this life to cultivate the next life, and what others owe you in this life will be paid off in the next life.

Mu Fushu can be said to be reborn after death, and in Buddhism, it is her accumulation of virtue in her previous life in exchange for a new life. In this life, she relieved the victims and took out sweet potatoes to grow countless people, which is also accumulating merit for herself.

Mu Fushu knew that she couldn't become a Buddha, but this couldn't stop her from accumulating virtue. She has already had two lives, maybe there will be another life?

She doesn't care what others do, and in her opinion, she has to solve what she has the ability to.

Just like my grandfather said in my previous life, you have to do as much as you have the ability.

Since Mu Fushu has the ability, she has to do what she thinks she should do and can do.

The two of them were busy in the space for a day, and they were so tired that they had no strength to freshen up and sleep.

After waking up and eating, San Lang saw that her face was not so bad, so he kissed her and said, "It's finally good, if you are unhappy, just say it, I feel distressed when I see you working hard with a broken face." ”

Mu Fushu nodded heavily: "It's me who is not good, why should I embarrass myself with other people's mistakes?" It's still Saburo who treats me well and tolerates my bad temper. ”

"Silly girl." For the first time, Saburo felt that the eldest mother was actually a child.

If Mu Fushu knew what San Lang was thinking, he would definitely roll his eyes.

Out of the space, Mu Fushu looked at the room again.

In addition to the exaggerated bed, there was a large cabinet with a delicate brass lock. There is a small door behind the cabinet, and inside is a small clean room, where the bucket and the bathtub are placed.

Mu Fushu walked in, and the Gong bucket was brand new, and it looked like it had never been used before. The outside is carved with delicate pomegranate flowers, and the handle of the lid on it is actually gold.

The devil sent the god to open the lid, and sure enough, it was new. The wood was still dry, with a layer of grass ash at the bottom, and a layer of petals on top. A Gong bucket is so tall, Mu Fushu suddenly felt that his eldest princess was really not easy. Her previous life must have been more luxurious than this, but after so many years of suffering, she was still so calm.

Even if Yang Weiai is really not the seed of Emperor Wai, Mu Fushu will turn her into Emperor Wai's own daughter. Based on the obvious contrast between her exquisite and luxurious palace life before and the hardships she suffered for so many years later, she should also be the orthodoxy of the Yang family!

You don't have to bully people like this! No one can choose her parents, since she was born a princess, she should be a real princess, why should the sins done by the Wang family be retributed to her? Isn't this a thief crying out to catch a thief?

Mu Fushu was even more sure that the Wang father and son would not say this matter unless they had to.

If you do, people will definitely ask: How did you know? If you knew it earlier, why didn't you say it? Oh, is it for fear of being implicated, after all, the first queen is the Wang family, or is this matter designed by your Wang family itself? Could it be that the emperor was infertile, so the Wang family wanted to borrow the womb to give birth? Or is the infertility of the emperor the hand of the royal family?

Therefore, Mu Fushu is the truth, and the inside story is not much different from this.

After figuring it out, Mu Fushu was not in a hurry. Pulled San Lang to sit down, took out a pen and paper and calculated how many officials in Jiangning City participated in the usurpation of the throne that year? How many aristocrats are holding Wang's thighs? How many people were directly involved in the persecution of the eldest princess......

Mu Fushu suddenly felt that he had enough time, and he could play slowly!

Cui Chongyu of Huizhou City was seriously injured, and the weather became hotter and hotter, and the war would not resume in a short time.

Shu is now the base camp of the King of Shu, and Yang Weiai should be very safe.

Then it's better to stay in Jiangning City for a few more days.

The two of them discussed for a while, and there was the sound of footsteps outside.

San Lang and Mu Fushu put away the paper and pen on the table, Mu Fushu sat at the table, and San Lang went over to open the door.

The knock on the door was a teenage girl, as if she didn't dare to look up at people, trembling and said, "The prince of the world invites the two of you to go and feed." ”

Is it so late? Mu Fushu raised his eyes to look at the sky outside, it was only half a time!

Shouldn't feeding be at the end of the unitary hour when it's dark late in summer?

Seeing that the two of them didn't react, the little girl was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, it's Mrs. Qingjiang and Mrs. Weiyuanhou who have arrived, and they want to meet the two distinguished guests......"

Who is Mrs. Qingjiang and Mrs. Weiyuan? Mu Fushu's mind was full of black lines, and San Lang also said that he didn't know.

The characters that neither Yang Weng nor Wen Qinghe have mentioned should be very important.

The two followed the little girl along the corridor, the heat outside was rising, and as soon as they went out, there was a heat wave rushing towards them, and the hot Mu Fushu couldn't help frowning.

What is the most annoying thing in the middle of summer! Especially when you have to go out!

Mu Fushu's reluctant expression was noticed by San Lang, and he hurriedly squeezed her hand and said in her ear: "Be good, bear with me!" ”

Mu Fushu was blown on his ears by his hot breath, and he only felt soft all over. Sambit glanced at Saburo, the thumb and index finger of his right hand pinched the soft flesh on his waist and turned around for half a circle, Saburo's hairs stood up, and he pleaded with a smile: "I was wrong, the lady spares her life." ”

Mu Fushu smiled, feeling that it was not so hot.

The two happily held hands and followed the little girl for a short time, and came to a water pavilion. R1152