Murong is the surname of the country, but anyone who can have the surname Murong is basically from the royal family.

So far, there is only one exception, and that is the big palace maid who accompanied the official family.

This palace maid has been with the official family since she was a child, and when the official family was the prince, she was infected with an epidemic, and it was the palace maid's service that finally recovered her health.

Later, when the official family was attacked, it was the palace maid who took the initiative to pounce out to block the knife for the official family, and the sentiment was naturally unusual.

Later, there were rumors that the palace maid had taught the governor of the official family.

It's just that the official family didn't give the palace maid any identity, and this rumor is gone.

Everyone is convinced that if there is such a feeling, how can it not be given a name!

After His Majesty ascended the throne, he directly gave the maid of the palace the surname Murong when he was rewarded for his meritorious deeds, and the family shared the royal family.

It can be regarded as giving an explanation to the other party.

In today's dynasty, there is only this one person who can be called Mama Murong.

At this moment, the old lady's mind went through countless thoughts, and finally it only turned into one action.

Stretching out her hand to smooth out her messy hair one by one, this is the most faceful Murong Mama in front of the official family, even if she wants to complain about grievances with the other party, she has to leave a good impression on others first.

Hearing that it stopped, Yu Guang smiled and invited Mama Murong into the house: "Mother, Your Majesty knows that you are not in good health, and I am lacking in housekeeping, so I specially assigned Mama Murong to come down to help me sort out the accounts, during this time Mama Murong will live in the house, you see which garden is more suitable for Mama to place in." ”

It's not interesting to toss alone, she spent 1.1 million taels of silver, just to beg a grandmother with a face in front of His Majesty.

In order to let these people live in fear that they will be found at any time, but they can't do anything about it.

The brain is a thing, if you don't use it for a long time, it's easy to get demented, she is really a caring daughter-in-law.

Hearing that Yu Guang wanted to ask Mama Murong to help sort out the accounts, the old lady's eyes widened, and she fell back without saying a word.

I was scared to death!

Yu Guang quickly rushed to the old lady's side, directly buckled the old lady's veins, and then pulled out the hairpin and poked the old lady's different acupuncture points dozens of times.

Finally, he pierced the old lady's eyebrows and squeezed out two drops of blackened blood.

The old lady let out a strange grunt in her throat, and then spat all over the ground, and even the hem of her clothes was stained with a lot of filth.

Mama Murong's face changed: "Mrs. Hou understands medical science very well. ”

Although I don't know how Yu Guang did it, this first aid really amazed her.

If it's too a hospital.

Well, whether the hospital can save people or not never depends on medical skills, but on the situation at that time.

Yu Guang gently put the old lady on the bed, turned his head and smiled at Mama Murong and said, "Mama praises are just small means that cannot be put on the table." ”

From ancient times to the present, all skills should be constantly updated, evolved, and perfected, so as to have better development.

It's just that those who are chosen inheritors often have the situation of cherishing themselves with brooms.

In order to ensure that only they can enjoy the dividends of their skills, these people use the so-called orthodoxy and refuse to carry forward their skills.

When something happens to the so-called orthodox heir, this skill will naturally be lost.

Therefore, it is not that the skills of antiquity are mythical, but that the sincere and magical skills have disappeared in the torrent of history.

Without him, only selfishness.

As for why she wanted to save the old lady, Yu Guang gently pushed her glasses: she hadn't taught the white-eyed wolf to reflect, and of course the white-eyed wolf No. 1 couldn't die.

Mama Murong obviously also had such thoughts: "Madame is too modest. ”

Thinking that this was the ancestral skill of Yu Guang's family, Mama Murong didn't ask much, but quietly kept the matter in mind.

I plan to make a good relationship with Yu Guang, maybe when I can use it in the future.

The old lady didn't know that she had just withdrawn an order before the ghost gate closed.

At this time, she kept pouring her breath while covering her chest, it's over, it's over, she must not let Murong Mama check the accounts, if she finds out the news of Changyuan, then her Hou Mansion will have no hope at all.

Her sons, grandchildren, granddaughters, I'm afraid none of them will survive.

Seeing the old lady's gasping joy, Yu Guang clasped the old lady's veins with one hand, and turned his head to look at Murong Mama: "Mother is not in good health, I'm afraid I can't entertain Mama, this is a matter of accounting."

Feeling the pulse of his hands suddenly accelerate, Yu Guang smiled more and more gently: "I'm not in a hurry." ”

The speed drops instantly.

Yu Guang simply continued: "After all, Mama still has to live in the Hou Mansion for a while. ”

The speed has picked up again.

"I'm not in a hurry."

Slowed down, slowed down again!

"When Mama adapts to the environment of the Hou Mansion, it's not too late to look at the accounts, just to mention a few courtiers."

Tsk tsk, it's like you've just run two kilometers. How can an elderly person be so emotionally out of control, it really shouldn't be!

Mama Murong also saw Yu Guang's intentions.

Although I don't know why Yu Guang always clings to the account book, the money that Yu Guang donated to the snow disaster alone is enough for Murong Mama to cooperate with her to speak: "Mrs. Hou is too worried, the old slave has already heard that Mrs. Hou is from a merchant family, so she can take this opportunity to ask Mrs. Hou how to spend this money." ”

Hearing Mama Murong's intention to carefully check the accounts, the old lady's heart almost jumped out of her mouth, and she must not let people check the accounts, otherwise she would definitely expose Changyuan them.

The account room, by the way, the account room is not dead, she wants to tell Ning Yi that she must get rid of the account room as soon as possible.

No one can read the accounts of the Hou Mansion.

Feeling the old lady's pulse beating faster and faster, Yu Guang Shi Ran got up: "My clothes are not very decent, I have to go back and have a look, and let someone send my grandmother to the yard first." ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yu Guang called Yaoqin and asked Yaoqin to take someone to rest.

As a high-ranking grandmother, Mama Murong naturally didn't come alone.

Behind her were six palace maids and two eunuchs, who had already reached the specifications of the third grade Jieyu in the palace.

Seeing the group leave, Yu Guang put the old lady's hand and smiled softly at the old lady: "Mother's health is better?" ”

After Mama Murong left, the old lady also eased up a lot.

Hearing Yu Guang's words, he immediately glared at Yu Guang angrily: "If you really want me to be good, hurry up and invite people back to the palace, I Dingyuan Houfu Temple is small, but I can't let go of this big Bodhisattva!" ”

The existence of Mama Murong is like a knife stuck in her neck, making it difficult for her to sit and lie down.

Yu Guang looked at the old lady in surprise, and suddenly covered his lips and smiled: "What nonsense does my mother say, how can I think of you hello, I'm just afraid that you will die too early." ”

After that, Yu Guang leaned into the old lady's ear: "If I were you, I would kill the family in Taoyuan Village now, and after death without proof, at least I can keep Wei Ningyi's grandson, mother, right!" ”

08: "Oh roar! "The host is back to mind work. (End of chapter)