Chapter 50

Yongji Teahouse

Mu Qianxun sat on the second floor by the window, drinking a cup of water as if no one else.

Sitting opposite him, di Chong looked at him with a kind of inquiring eyes, as if to see him through.

Mu Qianxun naturally noticed his eyes, but he didn't intend to say anything.

After a cup of tea, di Xuan finally said, "I don't want to see the Lord come out to do business, but specially send Miss Song back to Yunyang palace."

"So what." Mu Qianxun took back his sight of looking out of the window and answered without thinking.

His answer was so straightforward that di Chong was a little tongue tied.

If you think about it carefully, mu Qianxun seems to have always been a very "honest" person. Honest enough to make people speechless!

After a moment's silence, he said again: "the Lord knows that she is the spiritual envoy of the netherworld. Why should he treat her so well. I'm moved to see her beautiful. "

"How can you tell that I have treated her well?" Mu Qianxun did not change his face and asked in reply.

He asked, di Xuan must be outspoken, "she fell asleep, the LORD put his cloak on her. When she said she wanted to go out of the house, the Lord himself sent her out of the house. Isn't that good? I've been with the Lord for so many years, and I've never seen the Lord show so much consideration to anyone. "

"Most of the time, the benefits are directly proportional to the costs. If we want to get benefits from her, we have to pay the corresponding price. Do you understand Mu Qianxun said coldly.

Di Xuan shook his head very decisively, "I don't understand."

"I don't expect you to understand. I won't explain to you! " With these words, mu Qianxun picked up the tea cup on the table and sipped a cup of water.

“……”

This is embarrassing!

"Wang Ye knew that di Xuan was curious, and he was still like this. Do you want to suffocate Di Xuan? "

Mu Qianxun took a look at him and said faintly: "you know that my king's speech has always been to the end, and you still need to ask. You deserve it

Di Gong is a little square. No wonder fatalism always advised him to speak less and do more in front of Mu Qianxun. It was a bloody lesson.

After that, he said nothing more. I was thinking about the meaning of Mu Qianxun's words.

He did not speak, mu Qianxun naturally did not speak again. Continue to look out of the window at the street, the expression on the face is thoughtful.

About half an hour later, he saw the figure of song Shiyu in the street, and his eyebrows locked. The next moment, he will look down on di Xuan and say: "Di Xuan, the next time I see Xian... The third, I will ask him if I know song Shiyu."

Di Qiong smell speech, on the surface obviously some consternation, blurted out a sentence, "how can the third master know Miss Song?"

After hearing this, mu Qianxun couldn't help asking himself, "yes, how could Lao San know her?" But he said, "I want you to ask, you just ask. What do so many questions do? "

"The Lord asked him to ask, of course he would. However, with the temperament of the third master, it is estimated that he will let the Lord himself go back to the village and ask him. " Di Xuan said solemnly.

Mu Qianxun has to admit that this is really the temperament of his third son. But when he said this from his mouth, he always felt that the style of painting was not right. "You have been with me for more than ten years, and you have never understood my temperament. It is the temperament of the old three to understand. What should I say to you? "

Di Qiong scratched the back of his head with his hand and said with a smile: "it's not that the third master didn't follow the will of the king since he was young! I'll know if I think about it. As for Wang Ye's temperament, apart from fate, few people in the world can understand it! I've never been very savvy. "