"Not only will it not be true, but it can be reunited with your family, and you can safely deliver the excerpt to the emperor's eyes, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone."

To be honest, since he came to Northern Xinjiang from the imperial capital, he didn't expect to be able to go back so soon.

Or maybe that's not the way he wants to go back.

It's just that at the moment, Liang Yuan offered to go back, but Jing Mu hesitated a little.

Spring festival?

It's a word that couldn't be older.

In my impression, since he was sent to southern Xinjiang, he has never celebrated the New Year.

All these years, when others were celebrating the New Year, where was he?

Before becoming a child-in-law pastor, the place for the New Year was naturally a pharmacy.

A bowl of poison, not poisoned, is the best gift for the New Year.

Everyone in the pharmacy may know that they will not live long, so they have a special obsession with life.

What you don't get is the best.

Just like him, when he was in southern Xinjiang at that time, he knew that he had no hope of returning to the imperial capital, so he was particularly persistent about returning to the imperial capital.

It was only after I went back that I realized that some things are not worthy of people.

After becoming a child-in-law pastor, he was probably calculating how to kill people during the Chinese New Year.

As for returning to the imperial capital for the New Year, I don't know why, when he thought of this, he was very resistant.

Resistance from the bottom of my heart.

Even Jing Mu didn't answer for a long time, Liang Yuan probably saw Jing Mu's hesitation and entanglement, and said very understandingly: "Don't worry, you can reply to me tomorrow." ”

"Thank you, Lord Liang." Jing Mu saluted.

"Go ahead and get this done." Liang Yuan handed Jing Mu a booklet.

"What is this?"

"The head of the Yuan family in Northern Xinjiang has a new funeral, you can run for me and talk about your heart."

"Yes."

The Yuan family in Northern Xinjiang is also a well-known family in Northern Xinjiang, so the wife of the head of the family is newly mourned, even if it is the Taishou of Northern Xinjiang, he has to give him a face.

However, Northern Xinjiang is now in an eventful season, and Liang Yuan can't leave, so he entrusted Jing Mu to go over.

Jing Muding's identity as the concubine of the Beihou Mansion is not an insult to the other party.

Jing Mu went over to offer condolences in the name of Liang Yuan, except for saying a few words of comfort and putting a stick of incense on Mrs. Yuan, there was no other superfluous action.

Among the families, there is no shortage of families with many things, and every move will bring trouble to people.

For the sake of unnecessary trouble, Jing Mu was very cautious, cautious in his words and deeds, and did not say a word.

In addition, he is on behalf of Liang Yuan, and he is supported by the Dingbei Hou Mansion behind him, so when the people of the Fang Yuan clan saw him, they were also very enthusiastic.

After Jing Mu came out of the Yuan clan, he completed the task assigned by Liang Yuan without making a mistake.

As for the rest, Jing Mu didn't want to know too much.

At night, in the dark room, Jing Mu said lightly: "It's almost the New Year, does the girl have any plans?" ”

"Does the second son have a plan?"

"Does the girl miss the Yu family?"

"Naturally, I miss it." Yuwenxi said neatly, paused and said, "Does the second son want to go back to the Yu family?" ”

"The situation in northern Xinjiang, the girl doesn't know, I can't leave, so I won't go anywhere." Jing Mu brought himself a cup of tea.

Yuwenxi hid the accident in her heart, Jing Mu would not return to Southern Xinjiang during the Chinese New Year, she could understand, after all, Southern Xinjiang was probably not a good place for Jing Mu.

But he didn't even return to the imperial capital, which surprised Yuwenxi very much.

Not to mention that there is no time to go back, after all, during the New Year's Festival, it is normal for people to return home and reunite.

If Jing Mu really wanted to go back, Yuwenxi believed that he had a way to go back in a righteous and bright way.

However, Jing Mu did not move for a long time.

Don't you even plan to go back?

Yuwenxi was a little surprised, after all, in the past, Jing Mu was very yearning for returning to the imperial capital.

Yu Wenxi put down his thoughts: "Where is the second son, Wenxi is naturally there." ”

It was not surprising that Jing Mu got this answer, after all, how worried the Yu family was about him, and how worried Yuwenxi was about him, he knew it.

Jing Mu looked at Yuwenxi, trying to make his eyes look very sincere when he looked at Yuwenxi: "Wronged girl." ”

"The second son is polite."

Jing Mu replied to Liang Yuan as promised the next day: "Thank you for your kindness, but the northern frontier has not yet recovered to its former state, and Jing Mu's mission to come here has not been completed, so Jing Mu can't leave!" ”

"You have a heart." Liang Yuan glanced at Jing Mu.

"I am here on behalf of the Dingbei Hou Mansion, and the Dingbei Hou Mansion is a family of military generals."

"Everyone who comes here in the name of Dingbei Hou Mansion is a person who went into battle and killed the enemy bravely."

"Only Jing Mu can't carry it on his shoulders and can't lift it in his hands, so it has no effect on killing the enemy in battle, if Jing Mu still can't play some role in the reconstruction of northern Xinjiang."

"That Jing Mu really doesn't know what he's here for." Jing Mu said with a look of shame.

"It's a good thing that you have the heart to do things for Northern Xinjiang, but people can't compare their own shortcomings with the strengths of others, this is not comparable."

"Jing Mu said that he couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy like others, but how could others make outstanding contributions to the restoration of northern Xinjiang like Jing Mu?"

"The most important thing for a person is to see himself clearly, and not to be arrogant and arrogant, but also to be arrogant and self-effaceted." Liang Yuan said earnestly.

"Master Xie has taught, and Jing Mu has been taught." Jing Mu saluted respectfully.

It's just that although Jing Mu has no intention of returning to the imperial capital, it's not that no one has come to the door.

Regardless of opening the door, when he saw Jinghui standing outside the door, he was almost frightened.

He saluted respectfully and said, "I am not alone in seeing the son of the world. ”

"Where's the second brother?" Jinghui asked lightly.

"The second son has something to do and hasn't come back yet." Not lonely replied honestly.

"Can I go in and wait?" Jinghui asked very gently.

"Yes, please come in." Not lonely hurriedly gave way.

Jinghui walked all the way over and looked at the rather chic scenery in the house: "This is the house that my grandfather bought for my second brother?" ”

"Yes." Don't be alone.

"Why are there so few people in this house?" Jinghui frowned.

"This house is not big, and there is only one serious master, and the master doesn't like many people, so he doesn't leave too many people in the house." Not alone, you have to answer questions.

In the gap between making tea for not being alone, he hurriedly asked a little guy to hurry up and find Jing Mu back.

Let's say that the son of the world is coming.

"Why is it so cold here?" Jinghui sat for a while, a little cold and couldn't sit still.

"The second son is not there during the day, the second son is afraid of the cold, and there are more days with carbon fire, so it is some to save some."

"Those of us who are not afraid of the cold." Bugu smiled.

"The second brother is weak and can't stand the cold, so I have to bother you to take care of it more carefully." Jinghui took a sip of hot tea, and his body felt a little warmer.

"Subordinate provinces."

Although in order to save the cost of charcoal, after Jing Mu came back, the room he was in must be warm, like a spring day.

His son-in-law didn't have anyone to move around in northern Xinjiang, so he didn't need the flower hall for a long time.

Inevitably, it's going to get colder.

When Jing Mu got the news of his subordinates, he was selecting books in the bookstore.

When he heard that Jinghui was coming, he was obviously stunned.

He really didn't think that Jinghui could come.

After all, he had already come to Northern Xinjiang for Jinghui in the name of Dingbei Hou Mansion, and everything in Northern Xinjiang was peaceful at the moment.

There is really no need for the Dingbei Hou Mansion to send people again.

A possibility suddenly appeared in Jing Mu's mind, and his hand couldn't help but clench the book he was holding.

It wasn't until he was deformed by his grip that Jing Mu sent it away.

Then take this deformed book, but the boss checks out there.

The boss took the deformed book handed over by Jing Mu, and said very embarrassedly: "Lord Jing Mu, this book is deformed, shall I change it to you?" ”

"No, just this one."

"How can that work?" The boss said very sincerely: "If the book is deformed, it can't be sold, I'd better find a good one for you." ”

"No need, just write one." Jing Mu stopped the boss's movements.

"Then I'll make you cheaper." The boss said.

"No need, the original price, this book was intact when I got it in my hands, I accidentally broke it, it's not your problem." Jing Mu explained lightly.

The boss looked at the back of Jing Mu carrying the book away, and couldn't help but sigh: "Lord Jing Mu is really a good person!" ”

"Knowing that our deformed books are not easy to sell, in order to alleviate our losses, we also deliberately bought deformed books."

Jing Mu carried the package wrapped in the book that had been transformed, and returned to his house without any further stop.

Since returning to Northern Xinjiang, this house has only really begun to be put into use again after Cheng Ji died and he left the barracks.

Jing Mu hurriedly put the book on the table, and then went to the flower hall.

At that time, the flower hall had been burning a carbon fire for a while, and it began to have a little warmth.

Jing Mu saluted to Jing Hui and said, "Brother Shizi." ”

"Second brother is back?" Jinghui looked very happy.

"I'm back."

"Is there anything wrong with Brother Shizi's coming this time?" Jing Mu asked with a smile.

It looks like he was very happy because he saw Jinghui.

"There's nothing to do, just to come to see you, my mother said that you came to Northern Xinjiang on my behalf, I don't worry, come and have a look." Jinghui explained.

It's been a long time since he left the imperial capital to come to Northern Xinjiang, right?

Jing Mu thought silently, and his face was not obvious: "Brother Shizi has a heart, I am very good." ”

If he hadn't come to northern Xinjiang, I'm afraid he wouldn't have seen Cheng Yunmo.

It's good to see Cheng Yunmo.

"Even the carbon fire in the house has to be saved, second brother, are you really good?" Jinghui frowned.

"I'm fine." Jing Mu smiled and looked at Jing Hui.

He said again: "Brother Shizi has come all the way to Northern Xinjiang, how many days do you plan to stay?" ”

Although he asked like this, Jing Mu also knew very well in his heart that as the Chinese New Year approached, it was impossible for Jing Hui to stay in Northern Xinjiang for too long.

"I'm here to take you home." Jinghui said with a smile.

"Take me home?"