After serving Seocho to wash, Bao'er quickly dressed Seocho and asked Seocho if she wanted to go next door to see the excitement?

Breakfast hasn't been eaten yet, where does Seocho have the leisure to watch the excitement with that hungry stomach!

What's more, she was still very unhappy that the noise next door woke her up from her good dreams.

"Bao'er, if you get married, I will definitely go to see the fun. I want to see what kind of person with poor ears and not very good head is willing to marry a noisy wife like you and go back to suffer?"

Bao'er, who heard Seocho's ridicule, suddenly widened her eyes, and said with a shocked face: "Miss, you have changed." Once upon a time, even if you had a piece of candy, you would think about giving half of it to your slaves. Now you dislike the slaves and maids?"

"The human heart is fickle, don't you know. Besides, are you sure that I have a piece of candy that I'll give you half of it, instead of snatching the half of the candy from you?"

Bao'er felt that the plot of the script on her side had collapsed, and if Seocho had a hundred taels of silver, she would definitely share half of it without hesitation.

But if the food is in front of her, Seocho will never miss it, she will first throw the piece of candy in her hand into her mouth, and then snatch the piece of candy from Boa's hand.

The jealousy of the master and servant, which was staged early in the morning, ended with a drama master taking the wrong script.

After going through the ups and downs of Mufu, it is rare to have breakfast in the dining room with relatively complete staff.

Recently, because Mu Yixing was able to participate in the examination, Mrs. Mu, who was in a very happy mood, was in a much better spirit.

kept praising Mu Yixing for finally having a chance, hoping that he would study like his eldest brother Mu Yirong, be able to be named on the gold list, and also find an official and a half-job, so that she could look at ease with peace of mind.

The eldest lady Tang Shi, who was also smiling with a smile on her face, hurriedly said that the old lady had not yet hugged her great-grandson, and she must not say such an unlucky thing.

Old Madam Mu, who nodded again and again, said that she was happy and confused for a while, and then looked at Mu Yirong with the eldest lady Tang, and gave a "child, you should work harder" look, so that Mu Yirong could understand it on his own.

During the meal, Bao'er, who had been observing the expressions of the people at the table, found that when her young lady was eating, she suddenly became elegant, and peeked at her eldest young master from time to time.

Her eldest young master, Mu Yirong, is also different from the past, as if he is in the court to try the case, he straightens his waist, does not squint, and aims his best side face at Seocho, and slightly raises his jawline like a knife.

In particular, after Mrs. Mu and Mrs. Mu said these pointful words, the faces of these two people suddenly turned red.

Something is wrong, this is so wrong!

Bao'er, who smelled the signs, suddenly remembered that last night, Ye Gongzi left alone in a daze, and she suddenly understood!

Her eldest young master, Mu Yirong, finally won the victory, defeated the opponent, and ushered in his own spring.

And Miss Seocho, who doesn't understand emotions like a wood in her family, should finally be enlightened this time!

As if she had finally discovered that her pig had learned to arch the cabbage, Bao'er let out a handful of bitter tears.

Mu Yixing, who has been counted by the Tang family since the beginning of the meal, is not good at reading, and when he saw Bao'er's ever-changing funny expression, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

However, when he followed Bao'er's gaze and saw Mu Yirong and Seocho, who were not quite right, his face suddenly collapsed.

Mu Yixing, who was secretly clenching his fists, felt at this moment that what his mother had taught him before was simply too good, and he had to get a good ranking in this year's imperial examination. In this way, Cousin Seocho will look up to him!

In this way, in the eyes of Cousin Seocho, there will not only be his eldest brother.

Mu Yixing, who had made up his mind, immediately turned away visitors and began to study behind closed doors.

The eldest lady Tang, who was relieved, was happy that her youngest son finally knew about it.

It seems that everything is moving in a good direction!

Breakfast ended in an extremely harmonious atmosphere, and the aunts of the second room, Hua and Liu, rarely knew each other very well and did not discuss the hiring matter next door, so as not to be embarrassed by the fact that Liu Qingyan went to Mufu early in the morning to force Mu Yirong to marry.

In recent days, Dali Temple has been very idle, but it is the Jinwuwei Street Envoy and the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen who are so busy that their feet do not touch the ground.

Enke is about to start the exam, and there are a large number of candidates to be examined in Shangjing, and there are many speculators who want to take advantage of the opportunity.

In addition, the flow of people has increased, and some thieves and hooligans who are about to move in the capital have nothing to do and wander on the streets, and the time is right.

The law and order in the capital has reached an unprecedented state of urgency, and all day long, there are constant cases of fighting and causing trouble on the streets, which can be busy with the Jinwuwei Street envoy and the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen.

Every day, countless criminals were arrested and put into the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, and the prison was overcrowded, so Yin Peiyuan of Jingzhao Mansion had to sit in the public court all the time to try the case, and after being fined for some petty theft, he was released.

This also caused these people to quickly commit crimes again and were caught in, making Pei Yuan's butt feel like he was glued to the chair in the court all day long.

The excessive busyness also led to a shortage of manpower, and all the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen went to work almost day and night, without taking turns off. Even so, there is still a shortage of manpower.

Jingzhao Mansion had no choice, so he had to be cheeky and run to Dali Temple to ask for help and transfer manpower.

Da Chuan and the others asked about things, and they were all taken away, and even the two pavilion chiefs of Hou Hu and Hou Hou, as well as Lao Li, and the record, were all invited by the people of Jingzhao Mansion to kneel and knock three times.

For a while, there were only two light pole commanders left in Dali Temple, Mu Yirong and Ruicao, staring at each other with big eyes.

The ambiguous atmosphere of breakfast continued to the yamen of Dali Temple, Mu Yirong sat at the desk, sorting out some public case files, and Ruicao was on the side, bored fighting crickets.

It's just that the public case file in Mu Yirong's hand has been turned over and over, and he can see that he is not on the handling of official business at all.

On the other side, the dog's tail grass that teased the crickets in his hand also poked the cricket cage for a while, looking completely absent-minded.

"Are all your wounds healed?"

In the end, Mu Yirong, who put down the file in his hand, rubbed his temples and spoke first.

Needless to say, the elixir of the mountain god not only healed the injuries on the three of them, but also had the effect of strengthening the body.

The current Seocho is just as alive and active as when she first came down from Mount Tai, and she has an inexhaustible spirit.

"I'm fine, how does your body feel?"

In the encounter on Qilin Mountain, Mu Yirong was seriously injured, half of his body was poisoned and numb and unconscious, and half of his body was also unconscious due to excessive bleeding. Later, he only remembered that he wanted to help Seocho fend off the sharp thorns of the rhizomes, but Seocho stood in front of him.

After that, he passed out, and he didn't even know how he got back to Mufu.