Chapter 8: The Farce

King Xuan's tiger eyes widened angrily, and he almost hit someone directly.

In the whole of Kyoto, no one dared to treat him like this, let alone give such a gift to Xuan Mobao.

If this spreads, where will the face of his entire Xuanwang Mansion go, and how should Xuan Mobao's reputation be saved in the future?

King Xuan's anger frightened everyone, and he couldn't help but hang his head, thinking that he was air, and he didn't dare to say anything, nor did he dare to look up to watch the play.

From beginning to end, the only person who is the calmest is Xuan Mobao.

For Mu Nanzheng, a person who only exists in her cognition, she generally has no memory.

Whether the original body had dealt with him, she didn't know, but ......

Today's Mu Nanzheng really shocked her, but also added a touch of interest.

Sending her a child so blatantly is either brainless or sick, either sick or neurological, or neurological, or deliberate......

Regardless of whether this Qingqi is so good-looking, with Mu Nanzheng's "courage" alone, she decided to think highly of him!

Quietly gave Mu Nanzheng a thumbs up, Xuan Mobao stood up faintly, patted King Xuan's arm gently, glanced at him with a reassuring look, and then walked down step by step.

"Mu Shizi has the heart, for the county lord to find such a desirable gift, the county lord is very happy, it is better than this, three days later, the county lord personally came to the door to thank him, and gave a return gift?"

It seems that it is the first time to hear such a thing as giving gifts and returning gifts, Mu Nanzheng is a little surprised, but also a little happy.

"This son is preconceived, I once thought that the county lord was afraid that it was as unbearable as the rumors said, but now it seems that I don't know who spread such rumors, here, this son of the world to the county lord to compensate is not, if you need it in the future, you can go to the Hou Mansion to find me."

Mu Nanzheng took a deep look at Xuan Mobao, and there was a touch of brilliance in his eyes, originally today's gift was just a last resort for his father's face......

Now it seems that this Moyu County Lord is not so unbearable!

When everyone heard what he said, they instantly restrained the expression on their faces, and there was a little more solemnity.

In the whole of Kyoto, Mu Nanzheng is a perfect little overlord, from top to bottom, except for the emperor, almost no one dares to do anything to him?

The marquis and the princess are favored at home, and the queen mother and the emperor in the palace are favored, as long as he is not collaborating with the enemy and treason, he can be safe!

Now, Xuan Mobao is good friends with Mu Nanzheng, and he will ...... in the future

Many people's minds began to liven, and they didn't know whether to please Xuan Mobao or Mu Nanzheng.

And Xuan Mobao was really shocked when Mu Nanzheng said this.

Even if she doesn't come out, she has heard of Mu Shizi's "prestige" somewhat, and in the whole of Kyoto, I'm afraid that no one dares to provoke the little overlord.

Now, she actually took the initiative to make friends with herself, not to mention anything else, if she wants to do something in the future, I am afraid it will be much more convenient......

Thinking like this, Xuan Mobao was also a little more kind to Mu Nanzheng, "Then thank you to the prince, you can eat and drink well in my house today." ”

"Good!"

Mu Nanzheng was not embarrassed, and sat down directly in the last position, and the people in the entire hall had a strange face, but they did not speak.

King Xuan was about to say something, but Xuan Mobao shook his head gently at him, "Xuezhu, take these three sons down and entertain them." ”

Xue Zhu bowed her head lightly when she heard this, and after getting Xuan Mobao's meaningful eyes, she retreated neatly.

A joke-like farce was so easily subdued, leaving people who originally wanted to watch the show a little unsatisfied.

The whole banquet did not make any more waves, a group of people looked at Xuan Mobao, and then looked at Mu Nanzheng, who had been drinking, but had never taken the initiative to talk to others, with different thoughts, and as soon as the banquet was dispersed, everyone rushed back to their homes.