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On the fifth day of the new year's day, the cold wind accompanied Nan Jiyun back to Zhongyi Houfu. The original intention was to talk to Zhongyi Hounan about the two of them before returning to the northwest. However, as soon as they started, they angered Zhongyi Hou and were driven out of the house by Zhongyi Hou.

Nan Jiyun came back sullen. When he entered the mansion, he shut himself up in his room. He didn't want to be disturbed. He didn't eat lunch. He stayed until night.

When he was having dinner, he walked out of the room with his usual smile on his face. He could not see anything wrong. Shen Jingli asked him to sit down to eat, filled him with a bowl of soup and asked them about their recent plans.

"Seventh day, we'll go back to the northwest." Nan Jiyun drank the soup and took a piece of fish. "A few days ago, I received a secret letter from the northwest, saying that the Qi army was ready to move. We must go back and make arrangements before they attack."

Nan Jiyun said, turning to look at Mu Chen. Mu Chen was peeling shrimp for xun'er. He felt Nan Jiyun's eyes, looked up and looked at him for a moment. Then he lowered his head slightly. He took a crab from the plate, opened it, and put the crab meat in xun'er's and Huaixin's bowls.

The two children took their own spoons and stuffed the meat from the bowl into their mouths with relish. Xun'er was fond of eating seafood. While chewing crab meat, he pulled Mu Chen's sleeve and pointed to the plate of shrimps that were half empty. He said vaguely, "chew (want)..."

Nan Jiyun watched him eat from the bowl and stare at the plate. In front of him, he took half of the shrimps from the plate. Xun'er watched the shrimps being taken away one by one. He pulled Mu Chen's sleeve in a hurry, and pointed to the plate of shrimps. He seemed to be saying, "Dad, clip it quickly. It's going to be gone."

When xun'er was young, he didn't pay much attention to his meals. The corners of his mouth and face were stained with vegetable scraps and vegetable juice. Shen Jingli wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and said to him, "eat slowly. There are still some in the kitchen. You won't be hungry."

Xun'er laughed and continued to eat the crab meat in his bowl. Seeing that he liked it, Huai Xin, who was sitting next to him, gave him some of the shrimp and crab meat in his bowl. Then he stood up and scooped a spoonful of fish and ate it with relish.

Nan Jiyun looked at Mu Chen's action of shelling shrimp. He was very skillful. He laughed vaguely and joked, "I really didn't expect that general mu, who made the Qi army terrified, had such a time at home?"

"Well." Mu Chen answered, and gave Shen Jingli a few shrimps, and said: "you also eat, I will take care of them."

Looking at Mu Chen's painless and straightforward admission, Nan Jiyun always feels that he is not strong in his heart. The original delicious food is suddenly gone.

"You also eat more. When you go back to the northwest, it's hard to eat seafood." The cold wind also opened a crab for him.

Nan Jiyun looked back at him and saw that he bowed his head to pick the crab meat for him. With a rare tenderness in his eyebrows, he could not suppress the hook of his lips and ate the crab meat in the bowl.

After dinner, Mu Chen asked the cold wind to accompany him out for a walk.

At night, the street is still bustling with thick cotton padded clothes, wrapped like a bear, rubbing his hands and shouting.

The cold wind followed Mu Chen, smelling the fragrance of powder in the air, and his doubts grew deeper. However, he did not say anything, but followed quietly.

Mu Chen went into a grocery store, bought candles and paper, made a bottle of wine in the wine shop, and finally bought a bag of buns in an alley near the city gate.

"Grandfather likes the steamed buns of this family best." Do you still remember to give it to Han Feng? Every time after training, my grandfather will bring us here to buy steamed buns. "

When he said this, a trace of warmth flashed in Mu Chen's eyes. He seemed to recall some happy things, and his mouth had a tiny arc.

"Yes." At the beginning, he also liked the steamed buns here. He thought it was the most delicious bun in the world.

They went to the cemetery of old master Mu outside the city, put on the steamed stuffed buns that the old man loved to eat, poured the wine, and said something irrelevant to the old man. Finally, they kowtowed in front of the old man's tomb for three hours before leaving.

When they left, the night was already deep and the mountain side path was dark. They walked back and forth without talking. They could only hear the wind blowing through the trees. It was strange and frightening.

From time to time, the cold wind looked up at the figure walking in front of him, tall and straight, as if he could hold up the whole sky. He felt a little warm in his heart, and his smile flashed across his mouth, followed by unshakable eyes.

"Young master..." When he was about to enter the city, the cold wind opened his mouth and called Mu Chen. Mu Chen turned his head and looked at each other. The cold wind suddenly gave him a smile and shook his head, "it's OK."

"Well." Mu Chen simply answered, without asking why he didn't finish his words. He said hello to the bodyguards guarding the city. He went into the city and went to a jade shop. He ordered three jade pendants in this jade shop a few days ago. He calculated the time, and now he has done it.

As soon as he went in, the younger brother warmly welcomed him, "master mu, I've come to get the customized jade pendant. It's done. I'll take it out for you."

Mu Chen nodded and sat on the side waiting for him to take out the things. The cold wind followed him in and looked at the nearby container. Suddenly, he took a fancy to the jade hairpin, which was green and transparent. It was carved with bamboo leaves. When he saw it, he grabbed his eyes. He picked up the jade hairpin and looked at it carefully.The shopkeeper came out with the shopkeeper. Seeing that he loved the jade hairpin, he quickly came forward and said, "my guest, you have a good eye. This is the best Hotan jade. Look at the carving, the green bamboo leaves are lifelike, without silk cracks and defects..."

The bartender kept praising the jade hairpin. Seeing the cold wind stroking the hairpin, he liked it very much. He said, "this hairpin is 350 Liang silver. It's very cheap. If you like it, please buy it back."

350 Liang silver? When he heard the price, the cold wind frowned. When he was in the northwest military camp, his monthly salary was only 10 Liang silver and 350 Liang silver. He had to save several years to save enough money. Moreover, the money had to be used to help the poor people in Northwest China, so he could save even less money.

The shop worker saw his face darkened, and he could not help thinking that he was not a pauper if he was dressed neatly and noble?

Why did you go into the jade shop even if you didn't have 350 Liang silver? I think they have a charity here. They can take jade without money.

The cold wind looked at the jade hairpin in his hand and thought about the appearance of Nan Jiyun after wearing it. He turned to Mu Chen and said, "young master, lend me 350 Liang silver."

Mu Chen is looking at the three Ping'an jade pendants he has made. They are gifts for the three children. The small jade pendants are only as big as his thumb. There is a small animal carved on the front and their characters carved on the back. The master of this shop is very good at carving. Such a small animal is carved vividly. He is very satisfied.

"What do you want money for?" Mu Chen handed the final payment to the shopkeeper and asked.

The second brother next to him opened his mouth in shock and listened to the cold wind's address to Mu Chen. He thought that the cold wind was Mu Chen's entourage. One of the attendants borrowed money from his master. More importantly, the master's family was not angry and asked calmly. It seemed that he really intended to lend him money.

Are the retinue so ferocious these days?

"Buy a hairpin." The cold wind lifted the hairpin in his hand and let Mu Chen see clearly.

Mu Chen knew what he was thinking. He took out three silver tickets from his sleeve and said to the shopkeeper, "three hundred taels."

Cut him fifty Liang if you open your mouth, isn't he? The shopkeeper puffed his lips, rubbed his hands, and said with a flattering smile, "master mu, three hundred taels is really too little. How could that hairpin have to be 350 liang?"

"Well." Mu Chen means to pick up eyebrows, his eyes flashed with banter, and he got up. "Go back. If you really like this style of hairpin, I'll ask the master in the mansion to carve one for you."

On hearing this, the shopkeeper secretly scolded Mu Chen for being ungrateful. He pretended to be distressed and suffered losses. He gave the hairpin 300 Liang silver to buy it to cold wind. The cold wind carefully collected the hairpin and left the shop with Mu Chen. On the way back, he asked, "young master, since there are carving masters in the house, why do you still go to that shop to order jade pendants?"

"The Ping'an jade pendant in that store is the best, and it is said to be very effective." Just want to be safe for the children.

Back to the house, the cold wind will buy back the hairpin to Nan Jiyun.

"What is this?" Nan Jiyun opened the box and saw the jade hairpin in it. He was stunned. He raised his head and looked at the cold wind dully. His eyes were unbelievable.

"The jade hairpin is very suitable for you, so I bought it." These days, living in the prefectural palace and watching Mu Chen take good care of Shen Jingli, he suddenly feels that he is not good enough to Nan Jiyun. His original status and status are not worthy of him, and then he is a villain. He can not get the love of his parents and brothers, nor can he have children for him. The only thing he can do is to be good to him. He thinks he has done well, but in fact he has done nothing 。

He is too passive, thinking that all this is the best state.

"Idiot." South Ji cloud scolded a, the arc that rises at the mouth however how can't press down.

On the seventh day of the new year's day, the cold wind and the southern Jiyun left the capital for the northwest. Mu Chen and Xu Yanlin personally sent them out of the city.

On the same day, Mu Yu went to Huzhou to work.

Muyu only informed the Marquis of Zhenyuan when he left, but didn't tell the county Lord Dehui and the old prince. When Dehui county master knew about this, Muyu's carriage had been out of the city for more than an hour. The county master was so angry that he was persuaded by Muke and quarreled with Muke.

Muke stayed in the prince's mansion for a period of time, and his temper was much more restrained and his style of conduct was more stable. He was not willing to make a fool of himself again, so he was scolded by the county head, and then ran to the sheriff's house for refuge.

"Why did you come?" Shen Jingli's attitude towards Muke is very general. After all, he was deeply impressed. Besides, they had a feud before, which made him close to Muke. He really couldn't do it.

"My mother lost her temper in the house." Muke had a calm face, opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Finally, he shook his head again. Although he wanted to talk to someone, he didn't have the face to talk about the family affairs.

Shen Jingli probably knew what was going on. He said in his heart that Mu Yu was not doing his job properly. However, considering the temper of Dehui county master, it is safer to do so.

Muke ate the cheese cake which was served by Jinyu. Suddenly, she said, "I'm very angry when I think of my big brother's son and run to the mountain area of Huzhou to become an official.""Angry what? It's up to your big brother to decide, and he has his reason. " Mu Yu didn't complain when he chose his own way. What is the right of others to complain for him?

"That's right, but I always feel that my elder brother should not go to that kind of place. My elder brother is a son of a generation. Who's the son of a family who doesn't work as a leisure worker and then waits to inherit the title? Who is so stupid as to go to an official in a remote country?" Muko took a bite of the cake indignantly.

Muke talked to Shen Jingli for a while, and was in a better mood. Only then did Muke pack the food and go back to Zhenyuan Houfu.