Mu Qingyun led the emperor and the people around him to the pavilion.

The curtains fall all around, the brazier rises, and you don't feel cold in winter, looking around the hot springs, the greenery is full of greenery, which may not be as beautiful as the palace, but it is also a good scenery.

The emperor hesitated, and when he saw that the fairy had no intention of moving the place, he generously sat down on the upper seat.

I have to say that he is still relieved in his heart.

The emperor, no matter how confident he is, no matter how lenient he is, suddenly there is a character he can't control, and it is inevitable to mutter.

He doesn't have too strong guards, from childhood to adulthood, he is used to seeing wind and waves, even if it is an emperor, but he has always known that many things are beyond the reach of manpower, and now a fairy has appeared, muttering in his heart, more about the benefits he can get and how to deal with it.

Just like he couldn't stop his father from going crazy when he was young, after he became the emperor, he could control the court, or he still had to issue an edict when natural disasters were frequent, his civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, everyone had selfish intentions, and he was an emperor with enough prestige and ability, and he couldn't make everyone a saint.

If you want to be a man, you have to open a point, and you have to open an emperor to open a point.

The casserole on the table is steaming, the large shrimp in the hot rice porridge are pink and tender, and the fragrance of shrimp oil is mixed with the rice fragrance, which makes people salivate.

The emperor drank several sips despite the heat, only to feel that it was warm from his throat all the way to his stomach, and his whole body was ironed very much, and the swelling pain in his head after a morning of folding was also dissipated in an instant.

He glanced around, Xiao Long and the other guards had already ignored him, basically forgetting about him, the emperor, and eating wildly, not only eating rice porridge, but eating a mouth full of oil with a big elbow meat.

Jinyi Hou is much more reserved.

The emperor stretched out his foot and gently touched his eldest nephew: "Eat quickly, what kind of reserve!" ”

Jinyihou: "......"

What kind of kick, is he reserved? He's doubting life!

Moreover, he didn't believe that the little girl in front of him was really a fairy.

It's not that he doesn't know Mu Qingyun, Li Yi's cousin, a very quiet and shy girl, Li Yi, the Marquis of Anguo, has a little affection for her, and occasionally mentions it when eating and drinking, saying that she is talented, but she is too shy and has too much self-esteem, which always makes people feel a little tired.

Because of this, he also mocked Li Yi a few times.

In his eyes, girls are all flowers, each with their own beauty, but unfortunately this world is like this, so that girls are always easy to wither.

He had sworn that he wanted every girl around him to live happily and wantonly, and to do his best to keep them from being tormented by the wind and rain.

For Mu Qingyun, he Xie Zhao didn't have any opinions, he even felt before that if Li Yi had no intention of beauties, it would not hurt for him to marry a side room again.

Anyway, he was counted down by his father and mother, and the queen mother was covered by the queen mother in the palace, he was not even afraid of the emperor's uncle, would he be afraid of his father?

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the little girl like jasmine after the rain in Anguohou's Mansion turned out to be an untouchable figure.

Xie Zhao had heard many people talk about the Tianmu, and when he arrived at the Roaring Spring Mountain, the Tianmu had already ended, and he only saw a little golden light...... Although it stands to reason that it is impossible for these people to deceive him, and it is not like they will be deceived.

But how is that possible? There is a high probability that it is a trick.

Having said that, Xie Zhao was still a little nervous, Tianmuzhi's statement was different from the other pit abductions he had encountered, it was too true.

His emperor's uncle is wise and martial, Xiao Long, that is also a monkey spirit, so many princes and ministers, several elders, are all powerful characters, this-

Xie Zhao's expression was solemn, if Mu Qingyun was not a real immortal, then she must be a treacherous and cunning liar.

For a while, he didn't know which of the two results was better, and no matter which case occurred, it seemed to be troublesome.

Xie Xiaohou usually asks the gods to worship the Buddha, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, but if the immortals come down from the high heavenly palace and come to front of them, he just thinks about it, and he feels uncomfortable.

"Hmm."

Taking a mouthful of rice porridge full of fresh fragrance, Xie Zhao's mind suddenly emptied, and all the worries and entanglements disappeared temporarily, and his eyes narrowed into a thin slit with happiness.

After eating, the emperor left Mu Qingyun's Zhuangzi in a daze, went out, got into the car, and drank the food tea while recalling his first encounter with the fairy.

"Well, approachable."

He behaved very approachable, absolutely not the slightest temptation, provocation.

The fairy behaved more approachable, saying that she was just a mortal in the world, and that the Qingyun Fairy in the sky had nothing to do with her.

The emperor was satisfied with this contact, at least nine out of ten.

"Xiao Zhao, I have something to tell you."

The emperor said softly, "I know that you are good to those girls in the family, but this is good, it doesn't matter how good you are behind closed doors. ”

His little nephew just likes to take care of girls, neither arrogant nor power-seeking, with his status, what does it matter if he likes to play with girls?

The Emperor had always turned a deaf ear to the voices that slandered his nephew.

If it's like this for other children, it's called nonsense and useless, but his little nephew is his own person, and no matter what he does, it will only make him feel very cute.

"But—the law of the land cannot be committed, do you understand?"

Xie Zhao instantly felt that the wind on Roaring Spring Mountain was amazingly cold, and when the wind blew, there was a chill on his forehead, and he couldn't help but rub the back of his hands, which made him go back, how could he explain to Huiqing!

He promised Huiqing to fish out her stupid father and mother.

In a blink of an eye, it is the end of the month, and the New Year is about to begin.

During this time, Mu Qingyun's life was very peaceful, and a new chicken coop and duck coop were built in Zhuangzi.

Not only did he raise a lot of chickens and ducks, but he also hatched a group of chickens and ducklings, all of which were eggs that Xia He went to collect in the surrounding villages, and the maids and servants followed Mu Qingyun's skills.

It can only be said that the descendants who came out of the Hou Mansion are not ordinary, they will learn it, they can understand it at one point, their brains are easy to use, and their hands are easy to call, and the batch of incubated people, in addition to part of it is raised in the Zhuangzi, and the other part is even if it is welfare, and it is sent to the tenants who are willing to raise it.

A household raises five pairs, Mu Qingyun provides feed, and the tenant is only responsible for taking care of it, and when he grows a big chicken, he will give Mu Qingyun a pair of feed money, or a pair of feed money.

When Mu Qingyun did this, she forgot to put the feed money on the billboard, and when she remembered it, several days had passed, and she thought that it would be yellow to let the tenants raise chickens, but when she came back to her senses, the chickens and ducks were all snatched up, and there were still a few families who were slow and did not have wheels.

She hurriedly asked Xia He to post the notice, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

These folks are really starting to trust her.