They're not ugly, they're much better looking than you. But Xiao An's just thought about this.

wanted Xiao An's to say good things for Mrs. Mu, but Xiao An's was unwilling. Now that there is such a group of people mocking Mrs. Mu, Xiao An's inner selfish desires and unsightly thoughts seem to have been released at this moment.

During the whole process, Xiao Anshi neither denied nor affirmed, but always deliberately guided him with some specious words at critical times.

The words in the pavilion reached the ears of Mrs. Mu and Mu Qingwan in the slightest.

"Mother."

Mu Qingwan stepped forward and pulled Mrs. Mu's sleeve, and at this time, Mrs. Mu's little temper probably exploded again.

"Hehe, Mianmian is waiting for her mother here, and her mother will come when she goes."

Mrs. Mu rubbed Mu Qingwan's head, held the skirt in her hand, turned around and walked up to the pavilion with ladylike steps.

"Yo, why is this place so lively? My sister-in-law is also here, and I won't say a word when I leave this morning, so let's come over together. My sister has just returned to the capital, and there are not many old acquaintances in the capital, what's the matter? Doesn't my sister-in-law recommend my sister? ”

Mrs. Mu found a place, sat down naturally, looked at Xiao An's and said. Although Mrs. Mu didn't have much jewelry on her body, her demeanor was like killing all the ladies in the pavilion.

"This one looks very naïve, I don't know if it's ......"

Some ladies couldn't help but ask Mrs. Mu.

"Oh, I'm from a small place, it's not worth mentioning. Okay, don't bother the ladies to chat, I'll take my leave. ”

Mrs. Mu responded directly, and then without waiting for others to speak, Shi Shiran went down to the pavilion, leaving the ladies in the pavilion looking at each other.

The people Xiao An's friends with are just the daughters of low-level officials, after all, Uncle Mu has no ability, although he has the name of the Marquis of Anping behind him, but after all, there is a concubine who is corrected. Therefore, it is difficult for Xiao An's to blend into the circle of noblewomen in the capital, and he can only put up a shelf with the little officials and daughters.

"Mrs. An, is that your second brother and sister?"

"It doesn't look rude at all."

"Yes, I look like a noble lady in the capital."

……

Everyone whispered, looking at Xiao An's eyes was not quite right, after all, the housewife is not a vegetarian, Xiao An's mind is obvious.

"Mother, you're amazing."

Mu Qingwan looked at Mrs. Mu with starry eyes, she was really able to kill the enemy with martial arts, and she was able to fight with her family.

"Hehe, they're just characters who aren't worth mentioning, let's go."

Mrs. Mu, who was known as the Three Heroines of the Capital back then, was definitely not covered, and as soon as she entered the living room, she met a lot of acquaintances. Coupled with Mrs. Mu's long-sleeved and good dancing diplomacy, she quickly got along with the noblewoman.

Mu Qingwan was bored, so she asked Mrs. Mu to go out for a walk.

"Be careful, let auspiciousness and wishful thinking follow you."

"Well, I see, mother."

Chengjun Wangfu is very large, and there are a lot of chrysanthemums everywhere, such as black peony, Yaotai jade phoenix, purple dragon lying snow, etc., the varieties are complete, and there are many varieties that Mu Qingwan does not know. However, Mu Qingwan's favorite chrysanthemum is the sea of snow, the crystal petals are layered, wrapping the stamens, like a ball of velvet thread, not the most precious, but very cute.

I was a little fascinated by it, and I didn't realize that I was getting farther and farther away from the main venue of the banquet. Mu Qingwan took the two maids and unknowingly came to a quiet grove.

"Huh? Oops. ”

The chrysanthemums in the vicinity were getting more and more sparse, and Mu Qingwan realized that she had gone far, and it was also strange that the Chengjun Mansion was really wealthy, and the entire palace was full of chrysanthemums.

"Miss, what now? Just now, the subordinates were also fascinated. ”

Jixiang and Ruyi were also very annoyed, why didn't they pay attention, and they actually missed the master's affairs.

"Don't worry, take a look around, if anyone asks for directions."

Mu Qingwan has also calmed down now, after all, it is the Chengjun Palace, and there will be no major incidents.

"Miss, there is a bamboo forest in front of me, and my subordinates vaguely see a bamboo house."

Ji Xiang pointed in front of him and gestured to Mu Qingwan.

"Huh? Let's go over and see. ”

The bamboo house is built in a purple bamboo forest, and the only person who can build a bamboo house in the palace is the master of the palace.

As soon as Mu Qingwan walked into the bamboo house, she saw that the door was opened, and a middle-aged man walked out helplessly with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that the man's appearance was somewhat similar to Cheng Feng and Cheng Ke, Mu Qingwan couldn't tell the identity of the other party, and was about to bend down to salute, but was interrupted by the other party's wave of hand.

So before Mu Qingwan could speak, the other party left.

Gone? Before asking for directions, Mu Qingwan was a little stunned, and then looked at Jixiang and Ruyi, and she was also confused.

"Who's out there?"

Inside the bamboo hut came a raunchy old man.

The old man was sixty or seventy years old, dressed in a wide cotton white robe, with white hair tied by a bamboo hairpin, a long beard, and straw sandals under his feet. The main thing is that the old man is still carrying a bamboo basket on his back, I don't know what is in it, and he is holding a fishing rod in his hand. At this time, he stood at the door and looked at Mu Qingwan.

This old man is more similar to Cheng Feng's appearance, but he is dressed like this? Is it really the old prince of Chengjun Wangfu?

"Junior Mu Qingwan, disturb the seniors. It's just that the younger generation participated in the chrysanthemum banquet in the palace today, and accidentally saw that he was fascinated, and now he is lost, and he asked the seniors to tell the younger generation the way back. ”

Mu Qingwan bowed and saluted the old man.

It's just that the old man looked at Mu Qingwan silently, and his eyes turned to the two girls behind Mu Qingwan.

Suddenly, the old man laughed.

"Haha, you girl is so boring, what kind of chrysanthemums, go, go fishing with the old man, I know there is a good place, the fish are fat, let's go, follow me."

The old man laughed, and when he finished speaking, he walked in one direction, like a fly, like an old man of sixty or seventy years old.

"Huh?"

Mu Qingwan couldn't figure out what the situation was.

"What are you still stupid about, keep up."

Seeing that Mu Qingwan hadn't taken action yet, the old man had no choice but to stop and urge Mu Qingwan to hurry up.

"Ahh

Mu Qingwan had a natural intuition, and her intuition told her that the old man in front of her was not malicious. Moreover, the people who can live in a bamboo house here, even if they are not old princes, are almost the same. So, it doesn't matter if you go along

"Miss."

Ji Xiang and Ruyi looked at Mu Qingwan with some concern.

"Don't worry, it's no big deal. Let's go, let's go and see the excitement. ”

Mu Qingwan raised her feet and walked in the direction of the old man.

Jixiang and Ruyi have no choice but to keep up honestly.

The place that the old man said was a small natural pool in the bamboo forest of the palace, and the water in the pool was very shallow and crystal clear. I don't know if it's artificially stocked fry, or what, the big fish inside is the length of a baby's arm.

"Girl, let me tell you, the fish here are all from the mountains. The source of this waterhole is in Baiyun Mountain, and it is all living water, so I didn't expect it. The fish also came from there, but now they have grown up. Haha, you wait, I'll catch a big fish, we'll roast and eat. ”

The old man smiled and put down the bamboo basket, took out a straw hat from the basket and put it on his head, took out a small bamboo stool, threw the fishing rod into the water, and then sat down on the bamboo stool.

“……”

Don't you need bait for fishing? It doesn't seem that simple, does it? Or the old man is a master of the world, and the master has his own tricks. Mu Qingwan thought in her heart, and then honestly found a place to sit down with auspiciousness and wishfulness.