Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 310 He Wants to "Throw A Brick to Induce a Jade"

"Your Highness!" The servant bowed and walked quickly into the palace, bowed respectfully to the two masters sitting at the two ends of the tea table, and lowered his eyebrows silently, "Greetings to Your Highness, Concubine Xian install."

Mo Shuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, and turned his eyes to look at the woman in palace costume who was holding a tea bowl and sipping tea. Seeing that the latter's face was as usual, and there was no trace of anger on his face, he slightly raised his eyebrows at the attendant. Jaw: "Speak."

"The news just came from the mansion that the second Mrs. Xiao has come again, and she is in front of our prince's mansion right now." The attendant bowed, his eyes almost dropped under the brim of his hat, and he slightly lowered his voice, "Why?" Yes, it’s the same thing as last time.”

"So." Hearing this, Mo Shuyuan bent his lips and raised his hand to support his chin with great interest, "Did she think clearly about what this hall asked her to think about last time?"

"Back to Your Highness, of course she has thought it through." The attendant cupped his hands, and his tone became more and more soothing, "A letter came from Guanshi Liu, saying that Mrs. Xiao Er had agreed to all the conditions one by one—he wanted to ask Ask you, how should we answer."

"Since she complied with those conditions, the hall naturally has no reason to reject her." Mo Shuyuan narrowed his eyes and snorted lightly, picked up the lid bowl on the table casually, took the bowl lid to skim off the foam on the water, lightly Take a sip and moisten your throat.

"Go back and tell Guanshi Liu, let him inform Mrs. Xiao Er, and say that the hall has accepted her invitation, and will hand over a name card and visit her in the near future."

"As long as she can deliver what the hall wants completely to the hands of the hall, then what she asks for will be no problem."

"Here." The attendant nodded, and then respectfully confessed his sins to Concubine Xian's mother and son, asked for his resignation, and then walked out of the hall in small steps.

Mo Shuyuan at the tea table looked at the attendant's receding figure, and slowly narrowed his eyes. The depth of his brown pupils was dark and unclear.

"Second Madam Xiao?" Song Xianxian put down the teacup casually, her slender eyebrows hung lightly, she took out the handkerchief, and lazily wiped off the water stains on her lips, her voice was usually lazy and leisurely, "Which Second Madam Xiao?"

"The first wife of the second master of the Mu family?"

"It's Mrs. Mu Langzhong." Mo Shuyuan nodded slightly, subconsciously sat upright, his back stiffened for a moment.

He lowered his eyebrows, with a rare humility on his face: "What advice does the concubine mother have?"

I don't know why, although his mother and concubine have always been lazy and leisurely, every time he talks to her, he always instinctively feels a nameless fear.

"Seeing a teacher is not a big deal." Song Xianxian covered her lips and smiled, the cinnabar flowers between her eyebrows danced like fire, burning the young man's eyes inch by inch, "I'm just curious, how did you get on the line with the second room of the Duke's mansion. "

"Do you want to take this opportunity to invade and eat away at the Duke's Mansion step by step, or..."

At this point, the woman deliberately dragged out her voice, her graceful and undisciplined voice paired with that sticky shallow nasal voice, which was captivating for no reason——

But it made the young man's spine suddenly climb cold.

"It's Yuan'er from my palace, and I've really taken a fancy to that girl." Song Xianxian rolled her eyes with a smile, "It's just that the second wife of the Mu family has a bad reputation recently."

"She was fined twenty sticks by His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince a few days ago, right? I heard that she didn't even show up at the Dragon Boat Festival in Duanyang."

The fact that Mu Shiyan was rewarded with twenty sticks by Mo Junli has already spread all over the streets and alleys, even people like her who live in the palace and are too lazy to inquire about the situation in Beijing have heard of it .

——Right now, it is not an exaggeration to say that Second Miss Namu's reputation has been ruined.

Ruoyuan'er really fell in love with that girl...

Song Xianxian thought about it leisurely, and took advantage of the opportunity to pick up a piece of soft pastry.

"Mother and concubine, don't worry, my son hitched up with Mrs. Xiao Er, of course for the former." Mo Shuyuan sneered, "As for Yan'er..."

"Although she is indeed an obedient and obedient beauty, there has never been a shortage of such skinny beauties in the capital."

"If she hadn't grown up in the Duke's mansion since she was a child, and her mother temporarily took charge of the palace, my son wouldn't have spent so much time with her in acting out the love and tenderness of his children."

Mo Shuyuan said as he sipped his tea, "It's nothing more than throwing bricks to attract jade."

"Throwing bricks to attract jade." Song Xianxian twitched her brows, suddenly lost her appetite, she threw down the piece of snack that she had only bitten off a small corner, picked up the teacup and calmed down, "You are throwing away Miss Mu Er Brick, which piece of jade is it attracting?"

"Mu Guogong has more than one daughter."

"Mother Concubine, what do you think?" Mo Shuyuan laughed softly, his eyelashes half drooping, implying something, "My son is not the younger brother of the Seventh Emperor, and he would not leave such a beautiful lady like Miss Mu alone." don't want--"

"Instead, go to accompany that half-grown girl who hasn't even grown her hair."

"You have a good idea." Concubine Xian slowly turned her gaze, and looked outside the hall.

The sun was approaching the middle of the sky, and the ground was getting hotter and hotter. The cicadas on the branches were screaming hoarsely, and the noisy singing made her brain ache.

"It's just, how are you going to pass the test between Mu Guogong and Mu Xiaogong?"

"Then you don't have to count on your father." Song Xianxian frowned, "Your Majesty has always been in the same brotherhood with the Duke of the State, and the Mu family has made many achievements."

"Only because of those merits, your royal father probably won't forcibly disobey Duke Mu."

"And what he dotes on is usually the pair of children left behind by the former empress." Song Xianxian's black eyes were slightly horizontal, and the bottom of her eyes was faintly covered with a layer of frost, "What are you going to do?"

"The marriage of my daughter's family." Mo Shuyuan raised his finger and pointed at the tea case, his eyes glided over a thread that must be won. "It's just the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker."

"If there are no parents and no brothers, then uncles and aunts will become 'parents' without any hesitation, right?"

"Since Mu Guogong and the young prince are unwilling to agree, let them have no chance to object."

"What the left and right sons want is only this person and the 15 soldiers behind her."

——The other things have nothing to do with him.

Tsk, it really was something taught by her good uncle and Xiangguo, with the same self-righteous, stupid and poisonous temper as them.

Song Xianxian calmly picked up the piece of snack again, put it into her mouth and took a bite, narrowing her eyes with bright red eyes as she tasted it carefully, her expression became more lazy and calm.

"You've made up your mind." Song Xianxian rested her cheek with one hand, "Why don't you explain it carefully and listen."

"Mother and concubine, it's cold this year, and there's been heavy snowfall in the north of northern Xinjiang," Mo Shuyuan pursed his lips, "It's clearly midsummer and May, but the soil is still three feet frozen and the rivers don't melt in Hanze. "

"Outside of northern Xinjiang, there is only one season of rice at the age of one. Today, the permafrost has not revived, and the vegetation is not growing... Not to mention this is the only one season of rice, and they can't even raise the cattle and sheep that they usually rely on for a living. Live a few."

"According to the calculation of the grain and grass produced by Hanze over the years, they can last until August this year at most, and the surplus will be exhausted."

"Besides, my son got the news again that the old monarch of Hanze has been seriously ill. He has been sick for several months. I'm afraid he won't survive this summer."

　Damn, I guess I made a mistake with Song Xianxian
　　This woman is neither good nor bad

　　she's kind of

　　make people feel complicated
　　Anyway, Mo Shuyuan thought that Song Xianxian and Xiao Shuhua were on the same level

　　Actually not, Song Xianxian is at least as big as my sister, but not as broad-minded as my sister

　　What she cares about is not imperial status, nor her family, country and world.
　　I'm a little creepy writing this

　　
　
(End of this chapter)