Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 79 Mind

By the time Mu Shiyan walked back to her seat in a daze, there was only less time left for a cup of tea before the palace banquet began.

Seeing his daughter's dazed face, Mu Wenhua couldn't help casting caring and questioning glances. When Mu Shiyan touched his gaze, a nameless karmic fire arose in her belly.

——It's all her fault for her unmotivated father!
He has been an official in the court for so many years, and he is still just a small fifth-rank engineer. If he worked harder and got the third-rank assistant minister, wouldn't she be able to sit in the third row or even the second row with him?

Or he will work harder and become a minister of the Ministry of Industry...

Then she will be able to sit in the first row under the emperor with Sister Mu Xiyin.

The third grade of official residence is the lowest limit of Qianping's power center, and it is also the stepping stone for the circle of top noble women.

Only when Mu Wenhua herself became a member of the third rank in the current court, could she truly step into the category of top noble ladies, and be able to straighten her body when talking with Xiao Miaotong, Shi Ya and others.

Instead of being like now, you can only sit in the corner of the fourth row at the palace banquet, and even this fourth row was only obtained under the honor of her uncle Mu Wenjing!

Mu Shiyan's teeth trembled, she passed the crowd and looked at Sister Mu Xiyin three rows away.

The little girl with a double-snail bun raised her head and whispered to her elder sister beside her. The girl was amused by her; the son of King Jin who was sitting at the opposite table looked at him with a kind of gentle gaze that she had never seen before. , quietly watching the older girl.

A little further away, the proud little princess Mo Wan looked at Mu Xici eagerly, as if she wanted to run over to continue playing with her.

Mu Xiuning studied the intricate and gorgeous patterns on the porcelain plate, while Mo Junli patiently explained in a low voice, and occasionally turned around to smoke a tube of Mo Wanyan, which was greedy for sweetness.

Everything in the front row looked bright and beautiful, even the fruit snacks on the table looked fresher and more delicious than the ones in front of her!
The jealousy and hatred in her heart went crazy, and she grew wildly like weeds of resentment and resentment. Against that anger, she waved her hand impatiently and angrily, and her angry voice was extremely low: "Father, I It's okay, just take care of yourself."

"Today's palace banquet, there are countless nobles from aristocratic families present, you should seize the opportunity and have a good chat with them!"

"Yan'er, how can you say such a thing?" Mu Wenhua frowned in disapproval. He used to be tired of the flattery in the officialdom, and he didn't like to show off his family background, otherwise he would It won't be so many years and he is just a small fifth-grade doctor.

In the ten years he has been an official, he has never relied on the influence of his father and elder brother. Even if Mu Wenjing wanted to help him, he declined them one by one.

He doesn't like unhealthy trends in the ruling and opposition parties, and he doesn't want to bully others either.

He considered himself an official for ten years, with a clean hand and never done anything wrong, but he didn't expect that one day, his own daughter would say something that went against his wishes.

"What did your mother teach you at home? What kind of conversation, what's expensive..."

"Father." Mu Shiyan said coldly, and interrupted him abruptly, her irritated mind had already lost her senses, "No matter what my mother taught me, she did it for my own good, but you, the whole time It’s like dawdling around, not knowing how to make progress.”

"—I don't know what my mother fell in love with when she married you!"

"Yan'er!" Mu Wenhua frowned and scolded, with indescribable disappointment rising from the bottom of his eyes.

This reprimand startled Mu Shiyan, she subconsciously turned her head to look in her father's direction, and suddenly met the undisguised disappointment in his eyes, her eyebrows twitched.

Why did she accidentally speak out what was in her heart?
Her father shouldn't know about this.

It's all because of the rules in the palace, if Yun Shi was by her side just now, she would definitely think of a way to remind her not to say the wrong thing.

tsk—

Mu Shiyan bit her lip, and quickly put on an aggrieved and pitiful expression, her eyes and nose turned red as soon as she said it: "Sorry, Dad, my daughter was blowing too much cold wind outside, and her head was a little unconscious, so she slipped her words... "

"A momentary slip of the tongue?" Mu Wenhua frowned and asked back, his reason faintly told him that it was not a so-called "momentary slip of the tongue", but his emotions convinced him that he suddenly lost his words.

Mu Shiyan lowered her head and gave a soft "hmm" before she stopped speaking. After a long silence, Mu Wenhua looked at the beautiful carved beams above her head and sighed: "This is not an example."

"Don't let the father hear similar words from you again." Otherwise, he will never tolerate it.

"Yes, my daughter knew it was wrong." Mu Shiyan nodded, and she couldn't help being frightened by these harsh words. In my impression, this was the first time her good-tempered and soft-eared father got angry.

And the disappointment in his eyes also sent a chill down her spine.

But she didn't think she was wrong, she felt that she just wanted to urge her father to make progress.

What daughter in this world doesn't want her father to be more powerful?

As Mu Shiyan comforted herself in her heart, the thick curtain hanging on the palace door was lifted, bringing a biting wind.

The high-pitched and sharp communication voice of the internal supervisor came from outside the hall. She raised her eyes following the wind and the shout, and the first thing she saw was the extremely luxurious bright yellow dragon robe.

A man in his 40s is still in his prime, with a tall and straight figure, his steps are calm and vigorous, with the unique majesty of an emperor, all the officials and family members waiting in the hall stood up, watching Emperor Yunjing step by step. The main seats at the top of the main hall bowed their heads one after another, and shouted "Long live".

"All my loves, let's be peaceful, tonight is a family banquet, all my loves don't need to be restrained, just be more comfortable." Emperor Yun Jing raised his hand and pressed his palm with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone at the scene got his will, and hurriedly bowed again. Mu Shiyan in the corner took advantage of people's unpreparedness, turned her eyes to sweep Jun Yan, and her pupils flickered slightly.

Although Emperor Yun Jing's face is not as young and handsome as Mo Junli and others, he has more mature charms created by experience than them, and he is used to self-discipline, his figure is not out of shape, and he can vaguely see the endlessness of his youth. elegance.

It's a pity that Emperor Yun Jing never stayed in the harem after the former Empress Yuan Qing passed away, and the previous five-year draft was put on hold. Otherwise, he might not be her third or even second choice.

The concubine is much more noble than the concubine of the prince. Who knows which prince will be crowned in the end, if the wrong bet is made and someone gets involved, the loss outweighs the gain.

Mu Shiyan closed her eyes, and Gu Zizai sighed again in his heart, and was about to pour a glass of thin wine when he felt a chill on his forehead, and the soft curtain was lifted again.

"Reporting to my father, there was a sudden change in the son's mansion, so I came late, and I hope my father will forgive me." The gorgeous and slightly hoarse voice suddenly resounded in the hall, Mu Shiyan raised her head, her eyes suddenly brightened.

　Do not separate dogs and men

　　Let's hurt each other! !
　　what! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)