Chapter 285

"Laotaijun, it's true. The old slave led Miss Mu to the cashier to pay money. She said that the prince heard that the girl was in trouble, so he helped her."

In the Rongxi hall, there are carved beams and painted buildings, which are luxuriantly laid. The old prince sits on the couch, squinting slightly, twisting the beads of Buddha.

"Are you sure shiziye wants to help her?"

The chief steward bent down, bowed his head and closed his eyes, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Hui, the old slave has determined that he dares to report this."

The house suddenly fell into a depressive silence. The housekeeper's back suddenly tightened. The sudden silence made him nervous, and a thin cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.

I don't know how long after that, I heard a deep sigh from Lao Taijun.

"I already know about this matter. You go down first. If shiziye and miss Mu have any other moves, please let me know at any time."

If the housekeeper was pardoned, he nodded and bowed: "I will obey you."

The old prince angrily closed his eyes. There was a trace of impatience between his eyes. He waved his hand to let the housekeeper back.

After serving Lao Taijun for many years, Mammy Chen timely offered a cup of the best ginseng tea and beat Lao Taijun's legs with her hands.

"Lao Tai Jun, are you fretting about the affairs of shiziye and miss mu?"

"What do you think of my precious grandson? Why did he help Mu Yunsheng again and again? "

Old Tai Jun's brow is tight, and his grandson likes to hang out in the street, eating, drinking and playing, and is willing to spend money. He is natural and unrestrained, and has always been a prodigal son. He has never been so devoted to any woman before.

at that time, she was worried that Zheng Yu would not like a girl? For this reason, he also doubted whether he had something to hide, and sent two doctors to see Zheng Yu in the name of concern.

Having reached the age of getting married, Zheng Yu has been reluctant to marry, which has become the old lady's heart disease. In recent years, she pays special attention to the women around Zheng Yu.

This is the first time that Zheng Yu has taken the initiative to approach a girl

Mammy Chen seemed not to see the worried look on the old prince's face. She said calmly, "old prince, the prince has his own plan now. He won't mess around like the Duke. You can rest assured."

The old prince was so worried that he twirled the beads a little faster unconsciously. "How can I rest assured? If he doesn't get married one day, I can't rest assured! Now he is willing to get close to the girl, but the girl Mu is a married man! "

Mammy Chen is the dowry maid of the old emperor. She has been loyal to the old emperor for so many years, and she is very aware of the situation. At this time, she smiles and advises: "the old emperor is worried about this. According to the old slave, it's not difficult to do this."

This aroused the interest of old Tai Jun, she slowly opened her eyes, "how do you see?"

"Miss Mu has an ordinary family and a mediocre background. I heard people say that the most important thing is that she has a craft and doesn't worry about food and clothing. What about such an ordinary girl even if she has an engagement? As long as shiziye likes it, I'll talk to miss Mu a little at that time, and promise a wife's seat at most. According to the power and status of the government, I'm not afraid that she won't be moved. "

"It's reasonable for you to say so, but I think people are very accurate. I'm afraid that Miss Mu is not the kind of person who loves glory and wealth."

Lao Taijun's view of things is different from that of mammy Chen.

"The old prince doesn't have to worry about it. At most, it's our son's intention to fall flowers, but the flow is merciless..."

Mammy Chen couldn't figure out what else to worry about? If shiziye likes it and uses some powerful means, he is not afraid of people's disobedience. If he doesn't like it, it's not worth worrying about.

"You see, it's still too simple! I'm worried about my grandson. I'm afraid he has deep feelings for Miss mu. Even when I know that she has an engagement, I still think about Miss Mu secretly, and I'm afraid that he will be like his father, and he will have to give the right place to his beloved... "

"Lao Tai Jun, things haven't come to that stage yet. Please relax." Mammy Chen also sighed a little, thinking of the past of the government, her heart was not only a little heavy.

"And look at it, you go to send someone, find a few smart stare at them, a move, immediately report."

After thinking about it, Lao Taijun was still a little worried, so he directly asked someone to stare at him.

The government didn't have many errands, and even it was quite easy. After finishing what he had to do, Mu Yunsheng didn't stay much. After greeting the people in the kitchen, he went back.

As soon as he got back to sun's home, Mu Yunsheng rushed back to his room, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote ancient poems by heart. His attitude of writing hard was quite diligent in the primary school examination.

When Zhao Mian came back from the Yellow Crane Tower, Mrs. sun laughed and poured her a cup of tea to quench her thirst.

"What's going on today? Why did you and Yunsheng come back so early? As soon as she comes back, Yunsheng rushes into her room. She hasn't come out yet. I don't know whether she is sleeping or busy? "Zhao Mian has nothing to do, and he is also curious. After drinking tea, he stealthily approaches the room, gently pushes the door open, and peeps carefully into the room.

Mu Yunsheng focused on his writing. He could see a lot of ink on the white paper.

Is it a story similar to Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?

The fire of Zhao Mian's eight trigrams is burning. He pushes the door directly, walks to Mu Yunsheng and looks down at her writing.

At first glance, this is not a story. Zhao Mian's face is full of expectation. It seems that he has been splashed with cold water. In an instant, he becomes disappointed and wants to cry without tears. "Sister Yunsheng, why do you write poetry? Who did these things? "

Mu Yunsheng didn't lift his head. He was short of two or three poems to make up a collection of poems. He really didn't have enough energy to deal with her.

When finished, she slowly raised her head, finally willing to answer Zhao Mian's question.

"The author of these things, you will soon know, because this is a poem to be published." When Mu Yunsheng finished his task, he dried the ink and carefully pressed it with paperweight.

"I really don't understand why so many people like these poems, even Li Wensheng is such a virtue!" Zhao Mian whispered in Mu Yunsheng's ear.

Li Wensheng is not only funny in his heart, but also comes from a scholarly family. Naturally, there is no need to say more about his cultural accomplishment. The four books and five classics of Ci, GE and Fu are necessary skills. If he doesn't understand these, he can be classified as a dandy.