Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 333 Don't ask for trouble, don't seek medical treatment

Insects in February.

Sitting behind the heavy curtain, Mu Xici quietly stared at the man in the silver-gray brocade robe who walked into the room, a glint of light gleamed in his eyes.

Before this, she never thought that Song Xingzhe would find her Mengsheng Building, let alone that he would really set foot on this top floor.

"Song, I have met Mr.." The man walked to the wide table, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and bowed his hands dignifiedly towards the shadow looming on the curtain.

When he saluted, his posture was calm, respectful but without any restraint.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun." The little girl raised her eyebrows slightly, pinched her throat, and slowly recited a holy name, "Master Song, I have admired your name for a long time, sit down."

The strangeness in her eyes was fleeting, but the interest on her face became more and more intense. Like him, there are not many people who are so comfortable when they come here for the first time, even if they are as stable as Wang Liang. At that time, I was also nervous for a while.

Should he be praised as a veteran who has been in the officialdom for many years, and his demeanor is different from others, or should he be said to be...prepared?

Master Mu had a slightly cold smile on her lips. She reached out to fetch a few copper plates on the table, held them tightly in her palm, played with them leisurely, and raised her chin slightly: "But I don't know what your lord wants to ask for today?"

"Sir, Mr. Song is not going to ask for trouble." Song Xingzhe didn't raise his eyebrows, and Gu Zi sat down with a flick of his sleeves, his forearm naturally put on the armrest, and his fingertips dangled by his legs.

Oh, it's not surprising that it's not a request for help.

She thought that he, like most high officials in the court, came here to seek wealth and official luck.

The little girl made no sound, paused and paused the hand that was playing with the copper, and then changed her position and raised her eyelashes again: "My lord is not looking for a favor, so... but for a doctor?"

"No." Song Xingzhe shook his head, "Sir, Mr. Song came here neither for business nor for medical treatment."

"It's just that some things have been held in my heart for too long, and there is really nowhere to dispose of them. I also heard that my husband is very wise and very patient."

"So I thought about coming here and talking nonsense about these things to Mr.—"

Good guy, she has calculated thousands of times, but she didn't calculate that he came to find someone to chat with.

Moreover, it's not just chatter, most of it is unilateral pure chatter.

After hearing this, Mu Xici couldn't help falling into silence. She stared at Song Xingzhe through the curtain for a moment, and then slowly put down the copper plate in her hand: "Master Song, it's okay if you say so."

"So, I'll trouble you to be patient for a while, sir." Song Xingzhe nodded, and after speaking, he folded his hands into the middle of the crowd, frowned and stopped speaking, as if he was brewing some kind of emotion.

Master Mu didn't say anything when he saw this, he just stroked the astrolabe patiently and waited for his next words.

It wasn't until half of the incense seals in the furnace had been burned that she felt impatient for the first time, and was about to ask something softly, when Song Xingzhe said unexpectedly: "They want 15 military power from Duke Mu's mansion."

!

The little girl's eyes suddenly widened. If it wasn't for the many experiences in her past and present lives that had made her very determined, she was afraid that when he uttered the words "Mu Guogong's Mansion", she would be on the verge of attacking the case!
The "they" in his mouth obviously refers to Mo Shuyuan, Zhu Sheng, Liao Zhen and others. It is not a matter of a day or two for those people to want the military power of the Duke's Mansion, but the question is, why did Song Xingzhe Will you tell her this kind of thing?

Hasn't he always been in the same party as Zhu Sheng and others?
How could she tell such a thing to her, a "Taoist" who has never even met once!

He wasn't afraid, she would pass on what she heard to Emperor Yun Jing without changing the words?
Mu Xici slowly frowned, but Song Xingzhe on the opposite side of the desk didn't seem to notice it.

"But they know that Mu's family has always been upright." His eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, "Mu Guogong and the young prince are also loyal people who protect the country, and they would not easily stand in line unless His Majesty ordered them to. "

"Most of them have nothing to do with the military order, so they became murderous—"

"The current battle in northern Xinjiang is the best time for them to attack." Song Xingzhe said, his voice seemed to be talking to himself, "The Fifth Highness has already contacted the people in Hanze."

"They are going to spread out the route that the Grand Duke is traveling, bit by bit, section by section, when the Duke returns to Beijing."

"Damo, Nanjiang, Fuli...there are many people in this world who want Duke Mu's life. They want to get rid of him quietly and put his life on the heads of other countries."

"In this way, the only person Mu Shi can use is Young Master Mu." The man's tone paused slightly.

"Mu Xiuning is young and energetic, and has a hot temper. Without his father leading the way, it would be nothing but a dream for him to provoke the leader of the border guards alone."

"The difficulty of getting rid of him is much less than getting rid of the Duke..."

"As long as Mu Xiuning dies, the two daughters left by the Duke of the State will become the meat of the family to be slaughtered, and the 15 military power of the Mu family can easily fall into their hands."

"As for His Highness the Seventh Highness who has been on good terms with the young grandpa, they are also planning to find an opportunity to get rid of him together."

"They think their plan is wonderful, seamless, wonderful, and they are smug about it—"

"A group of idiots who destroyed the city wall." Song Xingzhe curled his lips and snorted, "The Mu family is the first line of defense on the Qianping border. As long as the Duke's Mansion is destroyed overnight, the division of Qianping will be just around the corner."

"At that time, the border will be guarded by unscrupulous generals, and there will be no strong men charging... I really want to know, when the iron cavalry from other countries break through the gate of Beijing, will they still be able to smile as happily as they do now."

After Song Xingzhe said that, he looked calmly at the blurred figure behind the double curtain, but he didn't know that Mu Xici's eyes had already set off turbulent waves.

He really... told Zhu Sheng and the others exactly what they planned.

The little girl opened her mouth in a daze, her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak a word. Song Xingzhe sat on the spot for a while, then suddenly leaned forward.

"Sir, you must be curious why Song, as a member of Lord Xiang and Lord Hou, would say such a thing." Song Xingzhe said with a slightly pursed lips, "Sir, to be honest, Song is not a good person."

"But Song knows in his heart that in this world, there is always a country first, and then a family."

Without skin, there will be no hair attached.

He is not a good person, he is also greedy for those powers, yearning for the overwhelming wealth, otherwise, he would not have married the daughter of the Zhu family, and let the world treat him as an accomplice of the Hou family.

But he still remembers that he is a dry person.

"Song was born in Qianping and grew up in Qianping. He has carried the imprint of Qianping all his life—Song, who can tell right from wrong."

He is greedy for the wealth, he is not mad to that extent, he doesn't want to see the mountains and rivers crumbling, the wind and the wind blowing away.

"Sir, Mr. Song is finished." Song Xingzhe let out a long breath, straightened his appearance, got up and bowed again, "Sir, you can dispose of what Mr. Song said today as you like, and you don't have to deliberately conceal it for Mr. Song."

"I've been bothering you for a long time, and it's no longer convenient for Mr. Song to stay. Sir, Mr. Song will leave first."

He accepted the gift, turned around and wanted to go out of the house.

Mu Xici looked at his back in a daze, and subconsciously asked softly, "Master Song."

"Do you regret it?"

　what am i going to say
　　Oh, this Song Xingzhe's painting style is also quite strange
　　And this week he didn't push again, it's uncomfortable

　　
　
(End of this chapter)