Difficult to be a Concubine

was puzzled, and asked: "Why does the old mistress say that?"

The Old Madam Zuo slanted his chair and sighed: "We have a cute girl who has just grown up in our house. Furthermore, the master's heart is simple, the crown prince has been on the throne for many years …"

She then shook her head and said, "Forget it, I don't understand it even if I tell you. Just tell Madam that the young lady has an old illness and will only be able to rest at home if she gets too tired today."

Qiu Ju guessed that this matter was most likely related to the Jin Palace, she immediately went to the Left Lady, returned there and picked up some good gifts, then went with the Left Lady to the Princess Jin to apologize.

On the other side, Old Madam Zuo's heart was in panic because of Princess Jin's actions, so he holed himself up in the house and fasting every day, chanting scriptures and chanting buddhist scriptures to pray for the ancestors.

Furthermore, this' safe haven 'was a top priority. All the families in the capital who had a family background and some spare time would bring their families down with them. From Qingming Temple down to the foot of the mountain, there were all kinds of tents and sellers everywhere, making the place bustling with noise and excitement.

Because of her brothers' company, Mu Rousang gradually stopped thinking too much about her, and because the peaceful occasion was also very lively, and Zuo Renwen had already gone to the capital, only the two of them were left to accompany her. Without the help of an adult, they played from dawn to dusk before returning to the courtyard.

They either took turns with the ladies and young masters they knew, or made an appointment with a handkerchief and went to the temple fair, where they would be busy every day. As soon as they stopped thinking about it, they would be sick for seven minutes, but they had not stopped taking medicine, but every time they returned home, they would fall asleep immediately, no longer waking up in the middle of the night because they were sad.

After busying themselves for seven or eight days, they finally finished packing up and returned home. Mu Rousang's body was happy from going to the temple and was flowing with money like water. When she returned, her body had already recovered, but she was still a little worried about Su Ruirui.

Mu Jinzhi had guessed what Su Ruirui was thinking, but he didn't want Family sister to step into that place that ate people and didn't even spit their bones out. Once he reached home, he would find some free time and pull Zuo Ren Xian to stay outside her blue chiffon cabinet to discuss going back to the little mountain village.

The other day, the three of them were discussing how to settle this matter when the little girl came in and reported, "Young Master, Young Lady, there is an old man outside who claims to be the village head of a small mountain village. He wants to meet Young Master and Young Lady Biao."

"The Village Head Grandpa is here?" Hearing this, the two of them could not believe it. The village chief rarely went to the towns, so why would he come to the Shu City?

"Hurry and get someone to lure the Village Head Grandpa to the Flower Hall, we will go over right away."

The outsiders that he liked the most were all the villagers of the small mountain village. Only after coming here from a long distance did he find out that not everyone's place was as pure and simple as the villagers of the small mountain village.

The three of them hurriedly left the Jade Curtain Pavilion and headed to the Flower Hall. The Mu siblings walked ahead happily, while Zuo Ren Xian walked behind them, thinking to himself, looking at the situation, it seems like he has a good relationship with his cousin, so he sent a letter to Left Lady to send to the little girl. He must stay for two days with the old village chief.

Mu Rousang rarely saw the old man in the small mountain village again. Upon entering the door, she saw that the village head was wearing a new silk jacket, which looked like something from the capital, probably brought back by Zhao Liangsheng, who was studying in the Office of the Crown Prince.

"Village Head Grandpa!"

Mu Rousang had grown up, the village chief was also old, her previously rosy cheeks were sunken, her eyes had become grayish brown, her snow-white hair was tied up with a green jade hairpin, seeing the two siblings who entered smiling, he said: "Hey, you two have grown taller."

Then, he saw Mu Rousang who had just recovered from her illness. He frowned and asked: "Why is Sang girl so thin now? In the past, he was as strong as a calf when he was in the village. "

Mu Jinzhi laughed: "I'll have to trouble Village Head Grandpa to remember, my sister will only get better after experiencing the cold during the Lantern Festival."

He didn't want to say anything more, so he pointed at Zuo Ren Xian who came with him and smiled, "This is my uncle's youngest son, Zuo Ren Xian."

People from the left came out to greet the village chief, and the little girl poured tea for them without mentioning it. After everyone settled down, Mu Rousang laughed: "Village Head Grandpa, what wind brought you here, my brothers and I were still discussing about returning to the Little Mountain Village."

The village chief stroked his beard and laughed: "I don't know who let the wind out, but they say that the prices of the lichen in the small mountain village are going to rise, and that all the gentry in the village have long ears. Hearing the sound of the wind, they took the silver and wanted to come to our village to buy the lichen, didn't you ask them to send a message all those years ago? I didn't just hide myself, I also came to take a look at how you two siblings are doing. "

Mu Jinzhi immediately replied: "So that's how it is, maybe it's because we decided on the road construction, seeing that the families in our village are doing well, someone started to think about it."

Sigh, my Little Mountain Village has been doing very well these few years. Not only do we have to pay the tax on the villagers every year, but we also have to pay some money to increase our land. All of our families can be considered rich now, at least we can keep everyone safe and secure food.

The village chief was very proud of himself. Since the Mu Clan started their pickled vegetables business, the villagers' lives had become increasingly popular. Every year, the cabbages would become a large income for the village.

Mu Rousang quickly replied: Yeah! "Today, I discussed this matter with my brothers. Seeing that spring is approaching, I wanted to pack up and return to the village in a few days."

"So this is true?"

No matter how he looked at the wasteland, this wasteland that he could only see but not use seemed to be an eyesore. He did not stop sighing in his heart; he had never thought that a wasteland like this would one day turn into gold and silver.

"Village Head Grandpa, don't worry about us, I, my sister, my uncle's family, and a few other friends want to buy at least half of the land on the other side of the river. As for the rest, just sell them to that person with good character.

Mu Jinzhi thought about how he couldn't admit those impure people into the village so he smiled and said, "Today, it's already fifteen. Village Head Grandpa, you should stay in Shu City for a few more days.

"Old Village Chief, please stay at your house for a few more days and allow this boy and Brother Jin to accompany you on your tour of Shu City."

The Village Head also had the same intention. Every year, the Mu Clan would go home on March 3rd to offer sacrifices to their ancestors. It just so happened that he was travelling together with a few other people, so it was a good idea for him to take care of them on the way there.

He then said, "Then I will wait for two more days!"

Mu Jinzhi thought for a moment, then laughed: "I hope that Village Head Grandpa can stay a few more days. Firstly, I want to pack up, and secondly, I originally wrote a letter to Big Brother Yang, he should be arriving at Shu City soon."

So it turns out that Mu Jinzhi had received this news, and after discussing it with Zuo Renyou, he felt that the two families would not be able to handle this huge cake, so he decided to buy a few more. He then wrote another letter to Yang Zixuan, in which he mentioned Liu Guizhi, and asked him to take care of him.

When Yang Zixuan received the letter, it was already in the first month. Furthermore, because he was about to become the champion, Master Hou wanted to find a good marriage for him.

That day, when the snowflakes were dancing in the air, Yang Zixuan was meditating under the window while holding the small stove. Xiao Tong was walking in from the outside and shaking off the snowflakes on his body on the curtain.

"Hmph, the heavens really have no eyes. These days, the conscience of those bad people has truly been fed to dogs."

He saw the xanthium that Yang Zixuan was raising shake his head as he came over to his side and said: "xanthium be good, you have never eaten bad people's hearts, if you don't get dirty in your own stomach, when we get back I will get you a roasted chicken from the outside, and give you a toothpick, okay?"

Xiao Tong did not care whether the little dog understood him, and spoke his inner thoughts in one go.

Hearing the movements outside, Yang Zixuan put down the furnace and smiled as he received the letter. Hearing Xiao Tong talking to himself outside, he took the small furnace and walked out, in a short period of time, the childishness in Yang Zixuan's body had disappeared, and had become more and more mature.

"Xiao Tong, be careful."

Seeing that the Owner had come out, Xiao Tong immediately carried her and said: "Young master, when are we going to leave the residence and travel?"

This was because Office of the Crown Prince arranged for the students to go out every year and thought that reading ten thousand scrolls was not as easy as walking ten thousand miles. This was because he felt that the students should not keep their doors shut.

"It's almost here. You can go back tomorrow and pick a good hour to go back and back up the gift for mister!"

Hearing that, Xiao Tong understood what he meant, and immediately said: "Great, the sun is approaching, before I had just returned from work, I was blocked by Huang Ju, Young Master, if this goes on, I will be driven mad."

Yang Zixuan laughed: "I still haven't shouted for my life, you can call me wronged, I think it's better if you spend some time and effort to arrange the gifts for mister."

Xiao Tong laughed: "Young master, why don't we take out two jars of wine and then take out the beautiful spring flowers at Tai Hu that the merchants gave to young master last year. This servant still remembers that someone gave young master some paintings, and many of them were authentic.

Yang Zixuan heard and laughed, pointing at him, he said: "Xiao Tong, you have to work hard, you have more and more potential to be a butler."

Xiao Tong laughed: "Xiao Tong was originally a stupid fool, to think that he always followed Young Master on his journeys to the north.

"En, this is good as well. You've suffered quite a bit after following me for all these years. When I find a suitable opportunity in the future, I'll mention it to my mother, so I can bring your parents and brothers over."

Xiao Tong who was next to Yang Zixuan was originally the son of the Yang Mansion, so he did not come out as Madam Hou's concubine.

Yang Zixuan glanced at him complacently, and scolded with a smile: "After making a trip to the Western Regions, I've already played around with your heart, and that's fine, but poor Xiao Sangsang always thinks of you, and even brought you a lot of food. If she knew, she would definitely be sad."

Hearing that, Xiao Tong became anxious, his original intention was not that, he immediately said: "How could I dare to forget the good fortune of the wood girl, speaking of it, Young Master and this servant has known this lady for almost ten years, in this period of time, the young lady from back then has already grown into a young lady, Young Master, when this servant will eat your sweets!"

Hearing that, Yang Zixuan was elated, and scolded with a smile: "You sure are a good person. When the first day of the month comes, there will be a good day to release the heat."

"Really?"

"Of course it's more real than a pearl. Moreover, this time you can make a small fortune. If you can take out some silver coins and get a share, I have a way to get a share."

"Young master!" This servant is too grateful to you. "

After saying that, he stood up and was about to grab Yang Zixuan's sleeves, but who knew that he would slip away like a spinning top. He had a look of disdain on his face as he said, "This grandpa just changed into a new robe, Xiao Sangsang had personally sewn this.

He even checked carefully to see if it was broken by Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong's face was filled with resentment, he had already forgotten about his devoted servant, ai, when he was young!

His place in Yang Zixuan's heart plummeted down to the floor where he used to rub his feet against the lichen s.

He then asked, "Young Master, is there anything good?"

Yang Zixuan gestured for him to go over, and Xiao Tong very obediently went over. Unexpectedly, Yang Zixuan extended his hand and grabbed onto his ear, and laughed: "Xiao Tong, what did your young master say earlier?"

Xiao Tong tilted his head and answered: "They said they are going to Shu Province."

"And before that?" Yang Zixuan laughed sinisterly.

"Before? Young master, do you want me to marry you? "Don't worry, before young master marries his mistress, this servant will always stay by your side. Aiyo, after young master gets married, this servant will still be loyal and devoted."

Yang Zixuan pulled his ear in and muttered: "When did I ask you about this? I told you.

"Young Master, are we really going to carve it?"

"What do you think?" Yang Zixuan released his hand and laughed.

"Young master, why don't you tell this servant in secret?" Xiao Tong was unwilling to give up.

"The wall has ears!" He pointed outside.

This look scared Xiao Tong to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat. Why did this piece of dog skin plaster come again?

"Go, send them away!"

Yang Zixuan threw this difficult problem to Xiao Tong, and leisurely walked into the study room, holding a book, he seemed to be engrossed in it, as if asking to be disturbed!

Xiao Tong could only walk into the main hall with a bitter face, while pondering, who could win in front of this piece of dog skin medicine? But Xiao Tong believed that his young master was definitely on wood girl's side.

"Xiao Tong!" A coquettish voice called out softly.

When Xiao Tong heard this, his calves cramped up and he almost fell to the ground. He straightened his clothes and went forward to welcome her, replying very politely: "Greetings, Huang Ju."

"Woof, woof woof!"

When xanthium heard the word "yellow", he immediately rushed out from the door while shaking his head.

"Xiao Tong, where's my cousin!"

Huang Lian was of the same age as Liu Yulan, and she was already seventeen this year. If the marriage wasn't set in another year, she would be an old lady.

"Returning to the Huang Ju …"

"Woof, woof woof!"