The butler laughed, and followed him out, and led Mo Siyu to the inner hall by the way, and brought him in front of Qin Wuyan.
Although Qin Wuyan didn't care about common people's affairs, he took care of many things.
Anyway, he can be regarded as a local emperor, and he still has a lot of internal affairs.
A thick pile of documents was piled up on the table. Qin Wuyan put them away by category after reviewing them. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his eyes and looked at Mo Siyu.
He smiled and said, "After so many years, you are still the only one who came here to pay New Year's greetings to me."
The man laughed, his already handsome face was like the ice and snow had just melted, and the spring breeze was blowing, it was really pretty.
He was wearing a festive bright red robe, his skin was too fair, and his eyebrows and eyes were more cool and handsome, like a god in the sky.
Mo Siyu unscrewed the ointment and medicine pack one by one, placed them on the table in the center of the room, and introduced them one by one: "These medicine packs are specially prepared health care products for you, the high priest. These ointments are specially prepared for you. The face cream made by the priest's wife..."
Qin Wuyan said concisely: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Mo Siyu smiled, sat down under Qin Wuyan's signal, and asked curiously: "The high priest said that over the years, I am the only one who came here to pay New Year's greetings to you, you are the high priest , Is no one coming to greet you?
It's the holidays, at least we should give some gifts, right? "
Qin Wuyan smiled, with a bit of coldness in his smile: "Even if you want to give presents, those people will deliver them before the new year. As for the new year..."
He squinted his eyes, as if thinking of the long past, "When I took up the position of high priest, it was not that no one came to give me New Year's greetings, but...
The grass on that man's grave should be taller than yours. "
Mo Siyu: "..."
Mo Siyu pretended to be at a loss and said, "Did I do something wrong to break the high priest's taboo?"
Qin Wuyan stared at Mo Siyu firmly: "The Chu family has a big banquet today, why don't you stay in the Chu residence?"
"I..." Mo Siyu spared his head, "I have a festival with the Lie family."
"So, you avoided coming to me?"
"High priest, you can't say that. I was spending time at the inn, but thinking of the high priest's care for me, I specially bought new year's goods and prepared gifts. I came here to pay New Year's greetings to you and your wife... .." Mo Siyu worried: "I just don't know, did I make a mistake today?"
"Those who don't know are innocent." Qin Wuyan said in a low voice, "It's normal that the Chu family didn't tell you these things. The priest's wife has always hated the New Year, so before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, no one in the priest's mansion dared to visit. ..."
When Mo Siyu heard this, he immediately fidgeted.
Seeing this, Qin Wuyan said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my priest's wife has a good impression of you and likes you very much, this priest will not drive you away."
Mo Siyu: "..."
It really beeped the dog, why did it hit the tip of the knife so undeadly, this priest's mansion actually still has such a mess of taboos.
The priest's wife has been dead for so long, how could she like her?
She wished that Qin Wuyan would drive her away immediately, which was better than listening to these yin and yang words at this moment.
But since he came here, Mo Siyu could only bite the bullet and said, "High Priest, is your Moon City always this cold every year, or is it just this year?"
"It's very cold, but it's a bit colder this year." Qin Wuyan looked at the woman lying on the bed in his eyes: "This weather is like ten years ago, when it snowed for half a month."