"You're here?" Yang Muyun glanced at her in surprise.

"Siyu is my good sister, she is married, how can I not go?" Shisu said with a smile.

"That's natural," Yang Muyun glanced at her and said, "I thought you were going to visit the Chengguo Mansion with the identity of the head of the sect!" ”

"They all say that we women have small hearts, and I don't think my husband's eyes are big?" Shisu's eyes rolled, "Dressed in white, is the husband going to give others filial piety or congratulations?" ”

Yang Muyun stiffened his face and did not speak.

"I know what's going on in your heart," Zi Su looked at him and said, "I heard that Chen Siyu is married, you're not happy, aren't you?" ”

Yang Muyun's face moved, and his eyes began to flicker.

"Husband," Zi Su sighed lightly, "you are at home now, you should be thinking about how to find a real vacancy." Si Yu's marriage into the Chengguo Mansion is a foregone conclusion, and no matter how it is, it can't be changed. Si Yu was born in the Hou Mansion, and it is a good match to marry the prince of Chengguo, and it is impossible for her to marry you. ”

"Even if she is not allowed to marry the prince of Chengguo, the Marquis of Ningyang will marry her to another prince and the prince, I have already figured out this matter," Yang Muyun raised his head and said with a hesitant expression: "The last time I went to the Chengguo Mansion, I had an unpleasant quarrel with the Duke of Chengguo and the prince, and this time I came to the door, I am afraid that there will be some humiliation......"

"Husband used to be concerned about this," Zi Su smiled and said, "Today is the day of great joy for the entire Chengguo Mansion, who will have the intention to find you unlucky?" Don't forget that your position is still hanging on the avant-garde of the government army, the wedding ceremony of the son of the first important minister of the military, if you don't go, will you have to leave in the future? ”

Yang Muyun smiled bitterly and shook his head and sighed: "In the past, I was waiting by the emperor's side, but now I have to go to the Chengguo Mansion to stutter, alas, ......"

"This time and that time," Zi Su persuaded him, "Fortunately, the husband is still young and can start all over again, now you have to learn to befriend the real power figures in the court, and once the holy favor is no longer there, someone will come forward to speak for you." ”

Yang Muyun glanced at her in some surprise, "Why are you talking more and more like Meng Nan now?"

"Sister Zhou is a steady person, and there is nothing wrong with me learning from her!" Shisu said with a smile.

"I'm really not used to you being like this." Yang Muyun said stunned.

"Are you finished?" Zi Su raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Are you changing this dress or not?"

"I'll change, I'll change." Yang Muyun hurriedly said, "It's more like you like this."

......

Seeing Zi Su accompany Yang Muyun, who had changed his clothes, to the front hall, Zhou Mengnan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Or you have a way." Zhou Mengnan whispered to Zisu.

"This pair of men, you can't get used to it," Zi Su raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "The more you get used to him, the higher his tail will be."

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When Yang Muyun, Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su rushed to the Chengguo Mansion with gifts, they saw a lot of traffic in front of the door, and the congratulators were rubbing shoulders one after another, going in and out of the house lively. Naturally, such a person has a higher status, such a person is a high-ranking official and a noble relative in the capital, a general in the army, and a messenger sent by the palace to congratulate him, etc., that is only qualified to give gifts, but not qualified to leave a cup of wine of low-level officials and wealthy businessmen.

Now Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, has replaced the three major battalions of the British Governor Zhang Fu and has become the real No. 1 person in the military.

Yang Muyun looked at the flow of people coming in and out, and his heart couldn't help but sink down, many people didn't even have the opportunity to see Cheng Guogong, and as soon as the gift was released, he could pat his ass and leave. He is just a five-grade knife officer with a knife in the avant-garde of the government army, and he is still idle at home, and the Jinyi Wei Qianhu is just a false title, where is this little weight enough to be on the table? I'm afraid that the ceremonial officials of the Guogong Mansion won't even look at themselves after receiving the gift, and they can let themselves go back to the house with a wave of their hand.

As soon as I thought of this, I hesitated slightly, and my feet hesitated.

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Mengnan asked him.

"Madam, madam," Yang Muyun bit her lip and said to Zhou Mengnan and Zisu: "Let's go back, you see that there are so many people who give gifts and congratulations, we may not be able to meet them."

Cheng Guogong, don't join in the fun. ”

"It's all here, where is the reason to go back in a gray way?" Shisu reached out and tugged at his sleeve, "Even if you can't see anyone, you have to deliver gifts." Although you are not as beautiful as before, you don't even have the courage to show up, right? ”

"Xianggong," Zhou Mengnan also came to persuade: "What Sister Zisu said is that when this person is unsatisfactory, it is enough to lower his posture, this time I can't see it, and there will be a next time, no matter how high the threshold of the Guogong Mansion is, I have to find a way to cross it, I can't pass this level, how can I see the emperor again in the future?" ”

Hearing their words, Yang Muyun shook his sleeves, gritted his teeth, and walked up.

"This son, please show the invitation." The ceremonial officer in front of the door saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a crimson brocade robe walking up, thinking that he was the son of the official, so he stepped forward to remind him. Last time, Yang Muyun came to the Chengguo Mansion with Kuang Yu, the secretary of the Ministry of War, and other officials of the Ministry of War, and he had never met this official of the ceremony, so he did not know Yang Muyun's identity.

"My lord, my father-in-law's invitation is here." Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su took the invitation card and handed it over together.

"Hmm." The ceremonial officer nodded, opened the invitation card and looked at it, "Yang Muyun, the avant-garde five-rank sword officer of the government army......" couldn't help but glance up at him, "The heart said that this young man is not very old, and he actually has a five-rank official rank." When I opened the gift list again, I couldn't help but be surprised: gold-inlaid gemstone heron pots, fine blue and white porcelain from Jingdezhen, dotted emerald silver lions, pure gold plates, bowls and cups, jewelry, silver utensils, various colors of jade, and brocade calligraphy and paintings...... He only glanced at it, and he knew that it was worth a lot. There are many people who come to the Guogong Mansion to give congratulatory gifts today, but this is the first one to give such an expensive gift. He looked at the big wooden box covered with red colors carried behind Yang Muyun and his wife, his face became solemn, and he whispered a few words to a general next to him, who glanced at them and immediately rushed into the house.

"Three, please come here," the ceremonial official said to Yang Muyun and his wife with a smile: "Please wait a while, someone will invite the three of you into the house in a while." ”

"How much did you get a salute?" Yang Muyun saw that the official was busy directing the family in the mansion to move the boxes, and asked Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su in a low voice, "That official's face has changed. ”

"Don't ask me," Zi Su pursed her lips and smiled: "The gifts are all from Sister Zhou, I just asked for an invitation." ”

"Oh." Yang Muyun looked at Zhou Mengnan again.

"Xianggong, don't ask," Zhou Mengnan smiled faintly, "Compared with Xianggong's future, this little thing is really not worth mentioning." ”

"Not worth mentioning?" Yang Muyun was even more curious, "How much silver is it worth?" Can you get to the bottom of it with me? ”

"It's not that Sister Zhou doesn't say it," Zi Su smiled, "She's afraid that she will scare your husband if she says it." ”

The three of them were talking, when suddenly a man dressed as a steward came out of the house.

"May I ask who is Lord Yang, Mrs. Yang?" The steward asked, his gaze fixed on the three of them.

"The next official is Yang Muyun, the avant-garde five-grade sword officer of the government army, these are my two wives." Yang Muyun was busy with Shi Lidao.

"Well," the steward nodded, "Lord Yang, two Mrs. Yang, please come with me." ”

The steward led Yang Muyun and his wife through the courtyard and came to a quiet mansion in the backyard of the Guogong Mansion.

"Why is this place so familiar?" Yang Muyun couldn't help muttering to himself, and suddenly his heart sank, remembering the last time he saw a sneaky masked man in the Guogong Mansion, and came here with him, and fought with him, but let him run away, and was mistaken for an assassin by Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo.

Zi Su saw that his face was blue and white for a while, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Husband, what's wrong with you?" Uncomfortable? ”

Yang Muyun shook his head.

"Don't worry, the prince is married, he won't embarrass you, and he will answer well later." Shisu whispered.

The steward led them to the main entrance hall on the second floor of the mansion, where two red-clad generals stood at the door.

"Please wait." The steward walked through the hall door.

"Lord Yang, Mrs. Yang—" Hearing a singing voice from the hall, Yang Muyun walked into the hall with Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su.

The three of them turned a golden silk nanmu screen, and saw Zhu Yong, the prince of Chengguo, and a middle-aged lady sitting on two rosewood Taishi chairs. Zhu Yong sat with his eyes wide open, his halberd beard

The red face looks more majestic, wearing a red jade crown and a red brocade robe. The lady beside him must have been his wife, who touched about forty people, wearing a pearl peony and gold crown, a red embroidered gold-rimmed cloak, and a red jacket and red skirt.

"Xiaguan Yang Muyun visited the Duke of Guo, the Duchess of the Kingdom." Yang Muyun lifted the sleeves of his robe and bowed. Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su also bowed down with him.

"Get up, please!" Zhu Yong waved his hand with a smile and glanced sideways at his wife.

"Two Mrs. Yang, let's go inside and talk." Duchess Guo stood up and said to Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su with a smile.

"Yes." Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su glanced at Yang Muyun and went with the Duchess of Guo.

Only Zhu Yong and Yang Muyun were left in the hall.

"Yang Guard," Zhu Yong stood up and said to him, "You're familiar with this place, right?" ”

"Yes," Yang Muyun's face was calm, "The last time I was in the Guogong Mansion, the official followed a person here, and found that the person wanted to be unfavorable to the Guogong, so he took action to fight with him, but who knew that he let that person escape." ”

"Since you left, the Duke of China has been in the Mansion and has not found any abnormal clues," Seeing that Yang Muyun's face changed, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "But since the emperor was able to promote Yang Yuanwailang to be the palace guard, it means that there is absolutely no doubt about your identity, and the past is no longer mentioned by the father." ”

"Xie Guogong." Listening to the meaning of his words, Yang Muyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"My father-in-law has heard about you," Zhu Yong looked at him with blazing eyes and said: "The emperor has such a big thing, it is impossible for you to return to the emperor to be a guard, and it is a bad thing to think about it at home." I have just taken over the three battalions, and I need to put them in order, and I will tell you if there is a suitable position. ”

"Thank you."

"Are you familiar with Ningyang Hou?" Zhu Yong asked with a smile.

"Xiaguan has never met the Marquis of Ningyang, but when he was in the southern capital, he met Chen Chengfeng, the son of the Marquis of Ningyang." Yang Muyun was slightly stunned, not knowing what he meant by asking.

"What about Chen Siyu?" Zhu Yong's gaze froze slightly, "Isn't it better to be better friends than Chen Chengfeng?" ”

Yang Muyun's eyebrows trembled, and he finally understood what Zhu Yong meant by asking, so he said without thinking: "When I was in Nandu, Xiaguan Zeng Lu was frightened by Miss Chen's carriage and came to the rescue. Later, Xia Guan was seriously injured when he tracked down the assassin who assassinated Wang Ji Wang, and it was Miss Chen who saved Xia Guan's life. ”

"Oh?" Zhu Yong rolled his eyes and said leisurely: "How did she save you, can you tell your father-in-law?" ”

"This ......"

"You can't say, do you?" Zhu Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, "Then my father-in-law will tell you about it, that night in the southern capital Andemen, you let the assassin's flying spear penetrate your left shoulder, and you were rescued by your subordinates. She cleaned your wounds, changed dressings and bandaged you, and went to the doctor overnight, so she took care of you for a while, right? ”

"Guogong," Yang Muyun suddenly raised his head, "Xiaguan and Miss Chen have always treated each other politely in the nunnery, and have never overstepped the rules. ”

"You don't have to be nervous," Zhu Yong glanced at him and said, "I can let Chen Siyu pass through the door, just because I believe that you don't have anything." My father-in-law has only one son, and he wants to be my daughter-in-law, so I can't help but inquire about it. However, Chen Siyu has a lot of affection for you, and in order to avoid marriage, he actually hid in Gantang Temple outside the Jingshi City. You've met there again, haven't you? ”

"The lower officials tracked down the Tartar spies who smuggled ordnance materials, and chased them all the way to Gantang Temple, but I didn't expect to meet Miss Chen by chance again." Yang Muyun replied honestly.

"You are really destined," the corners of Zhu Yong's mouth glanced slightly, "Marrying the son of her father-in-law, Chen Siyu has always been reluctant, and she even did not hesitate to run away from home for this." That's all because she likes you in her heart. Seeing that Yang Muyun was silent, he continued: "But now she is willing to marry the prince, do you know why?" ”

"Xiaguan...... The lower officials don't know. Yang Muyun was in a somewhat complicated mood when he said this, but Zhu Yong's answer made him feel shocked.

"That's because she likes you in her heart," Zhu Yong said, "because she knows that only her father-in-law can help you now, and only when she marries the prince can she ask her father-in-law to help you." ”