"Sister, what are you holding in your hand?"

A furry head poked over, Mo Shuoyue was startled, quickly put the silver ticket aside, and touched his head with a smile.

Compared to his preoccupied appearance, Mo Yuan seemed too naïve and happy.

Along the way, look here and there, and there is endless curiosity and joy in your eyes.

Even if I sit in the teahouse now, I can't sit still, I always want to touch this place and explore that piece.

It's great, that's what a child should live in.

"Boring? Is it okay for my sister to take you to see juggling? ”

"Yay!" Mo Yuan cheered.

Because it was only past noon, juggling was scarce, and even Mo Yuan looked at it for a while, and he felt that it was very unremarkable.

Seeing his lack of interest, Mo Shuoyue took him again and strolled to the teahouse to listen to books.

The clouds in the sky were crowded like cotton, softening the sunlight that softened through.

Xu is this year's warm sunshine, the locust tree next to the road, some faintly visible pale yellow small buds, inadvertently, Mo Shuoyue raised his head, a touch of elegant fragrance is close at hand.

Between the green leaves and white flowers, two birds jump happily and chirp between the branches.

Mo Shuoyue looked quietly, and suddenly there was a kind of deep peace like a long wasted afternoon.

A male voice came from behind him-"Why, the flowers and trees in the house can't compare to this." ”

His voice was still as cold as ever, but at this moment, in such peace, a touch of reassuring tranquility was added.

Mo Shuoyue turned around and called briskly: "Lord Wang." ”

Xu has just come out of the palace, Li Yunmin is wearing a purple robe embroidered with a dragon pattern today, because of the fit of the cut, he is more and more tall and straight, a little less clear and lazy in the past, and more majestic and cold.

But at this moment, there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "The flowers in the house are not as good as the outside, and the tea in the house is not as good as the Gu Tea House, you really don't know the goods." ”

When you come to Kyoto, you come to his territory, and every line of action can escape his eyes. Mo Shuoyue knew this well, so she was not surprised.

Knowing that he wasn't really reproaching, Mo Shuoyue chuckled: "Why did the prince come here too, but do you want to go to the Gu family's teahouse together?" I just listened to the book and heard half of it, and I thought it was still a little interesting, and I was about to take Xiaoyuan back to the past. ”

"No, no."

Simply decisive, but expected. She wasn't surprised, "Then I'll go with Xiaoyuan." ”

He didn't answer, there was still a little smile on his face, but I don't know if it was an illusion, Mo Shuoyue felt that this smile seemed to be a little ill-intentioned.

"Since you have to be free, it's just right, this king will take you to a place."

"Where are you going?"

"A place with good wine and good music. However," Li Yunmin paused, with a bit of mystery on his face, "This place is full of people, and the rules are cumbersome, so you have to change into a dignified and decent dress first." ”

There is wine and music, could it be a place like the Drunken Immortal Building? No, no, no, this is the imperial capital of the rich world, how can it be compared with Jiangzhou, it must be a more elegant place.

Countless beautiful pictures passed in front of her eyes, Mo Shuoyue's eyes seemed to have stars, and she nodded busily, "Okay." ”

The door is full of rules.

Countless kinds of possibilities, countless kinds of pavilions, Qionglou Yuyu, watchtowers and small buildings...... Mo Shuoyue has thought about it all.

However, the only place that was not envisioned was this place with white flags hanging all over the eyes.

It is a high-ranking family, solemn and magnificent, and there is also music, but this music is mourning, as for this wine...... Who can still be in the mood to drink?

It's no wonder that he deliberately sent a white dress and didn't let Mo Yuan follow.

"In such a magnificent place, only the prince will bring me." Mo Shuoyue threw down the curtain of the carriage and bit the words "different style" very hard.

"There are no idlers in the house." Li Yunmin stepped out of the carriage and glanced at her, with a hint of imperceptible schadenfreude, "Since you live in the palace, you naturally have the errands you should do." ”

He paused for a moment and briefly explained: "The deceased was a well-known cloth merchant in Kyoto, named Jia Shixiang, and a few days ago, the Jingzhao Mansion preliminarily concluded that the deceased was self-employed for taking poison, but his mother insisted that the deceased would not have committed suicide. ”

With a huge capital and a population of one million, does a small businessman commit suicide, and what does it have to do with you, a prince? Mo Shuoyue was speechless, this person was really too lenient.

It's also true! Pong! Baht! Must! Compare!

After calming down, she remembered that not long ago, the secretary of Dali Temple said that the emperor had not found a suitable person to take over.

Li Yunmin was urgently recalled to Beijing because of this incident.

According to the process, if the Jingzhao Mansion has not submitted the case to the Criminal Department and Dali Temple, the Jingzhao Mansion will still investigate it first.

However, now the person who is acting as the secretary of Dali Temple is the dignified prince of Gongjing, when the four princes of the dynasty, if he wants to directly govern it, who dares to risk the separation of the head and body, and say nothing?

She lowered her head and thought about it, and when she came back to her senses, she found that Li Yunmin had already walked towards the gate of Jiafu.

The sunset burned into deep shades of red on the horizon, falling on his spotless white clothes, reflecting a chic and elegant color.

Mo Shuoyue couldn't help but sigh secretly, even if she was wearing an ordinary white dress, she still couldn't hide her calm and relaxed noble temperament.

There is a hard background, and sure enough, the waist pole is straight.

In addition to the guard yard guarding the gate of Jiafu, there were two people standing, one was a young man dressed in linen, and the other was a middle-aged man in ordinary mourning clothes.

Mo Shuoyue guessed that the older one should be the steward of Jiafu, and the younger one should be a junior in the Jiafu clan.

Thinking of ushering in the send-off all day long, the two of them were a little numb, took the post, didn't even look at it, gave a salute habitually, and didn't ask much, so they let the two of them in.

Because it was a funeral, and it was approaching night, there were few guests in the house, and they were in a hurry.

Walk across the arch bridge, a thin and narrow stream that is artificially dug meanders forward, the weeping willows shake slightly, the pavilions on both sides are high and low, built along the canal, quiet and elegant.

The stream came to an end, revealing the source of its water source - a quiet and clear lake, surrounded by straight green bamboo, as if a piece of light-colored green jade had accidentally mixed into a large area of oily green jasper.

Several rugged rockeries are located on it, scattered, there are green pines and cypresses on the rockery again, look at it from afar, it really seems to be the artistic conception of the pine standing on the cliff.

Mo Shuoyue finally understood the true meaning of "quite famous" in Li Yunmin's mouth.

This courtyard is so big, and extremely elegant, there is no half of extravagance and vulgarity around it, quite like the mansion of generations of scholars, such subtlety, such financial resources, I am afraid that it is not as simple as being quite famous, but only a handful.

"This Jia family is an imperial businessman?" Mo Shuoyue asked the question in her heart in a low voice.