How much resentment is spread on the Tian family, are your wings hard?

Rong Du sneered: "There is no problem with the Xiang family? Is it not worth their attention to my Rong family?"

Rong Zhankui felt that Rong Du was looking at this matter with emotion, and asked what the Xiang family must be, although he also suspected them at the beginning.

But if it wasn't for the marriage of children and not for a grudge, they shouldn't be them: "Our people followed them for three days and found no abnormalities. Although the third wife of the Xiang family was the governor of the country, he was in charge of the finances and had no conflict with us. He did not blame him for using our family to set us in front of us. Do you think... would you?

Rong Du glanced at his uncle: "No."

Rong Zhankui doesn't think so. Because they have business dealings with the Mo family over the years, they have part of the route map in the hands of the Mo family. If anyone can break into the Rong family and enter a deserted place, the Mo family is very suspicious: "Young master think about it?"

"What does it mean!" Rong Du suddenly looked at him.

Seeing this, Rong Zhankui quietly lowered his head.

Rong Du's tone slowed down a little: "Instead of doubting the Mo family, it is better to check those who are interested in the navy."

"yes."

After Rong Du finished speaking, he looked at the jewelry tree full of earrings on the table. It could open from the middle and extend upwards, and could hang up more than 900 pairs of earrings.

Rong Zhankui walked to the door, looked back at Rong Du, who had been staring at the tree for more than an hour, sighed, and turned around to work hard.

...

The sound came from afar, and the streets were sparsely populated, and a few sounds of beating a woman's life came from the stone alley. Someone's keen dog barked twice, and then quietly calmed down.

Ming Xiluo walked as usual and pushed open the innermost door.

The old woman with a charming charm immediately came up flatteringly: "The official family is back, and the old lady is already asleep." She followed behind and was about to follow Ming Xiluo into the room.

Ming Xiluo stood at the door of the wing and looked at her.

The old lady immediately stepped out: "Look at me, but I didn't pay attention. If you have something to do, call me--"

Mingxiluo closed his room door and was very upset. He entered the bed home as soon as he entered. Both brothers and sisters had grown up and needed any servants.

But since he entered the government, his mother hired an old lady, but after a few days he had an ending with his father. He suggested throwing her out, but his mother decided not to give money. She kept using this, making the house chaotic.

Ming Xiluo took off his clothes, gasped in the air, and a thick gauze wrapped around his shoulder. The wound was almost healed, but when he had to fight with someone yesterday, he collapsed and blood oozed out.

He slowly untied the gauze by himself. When he approached the wound, a biting pain came. He stopped and took a breath of air conditioning and started to remove the gauze again.

The slow arrow penetrated his shoulders directly, and now it was torn apart again, and I am afraid it won't get better so quickly in the short term.

Ming Xiluo picked up the medicine powder and applied it little by little. He did not mention this matter to avoid the troubles, and the prince did not have it. Only the prince did not know that he had never really been to the Southeast.

After taking the medicine, he wrapped the wound little by little with gauze, put on his clothes again, and after his arms recovered some consciousness, he picked up a book. His expression was no different from the past.

...

The Duke of Ling was built on the first street of the imperial city, and was formed by the north-south axis. It turned out to be the royal palace of the previous dynasty. It was only one less step away from the nine-step process. It was one of the best houses in the capital except for the royal gardens. They were hungry flowers and willows, rockery flowing water, and beams and ridges were flying, which was beautiful.

Mrs. Xiang Hou’s yard is located on the central axis, and the four seasons are like spring. Every step you take is a place where you can recite poems and write them right.

Before the Xiang family's eldest aunt got married, she often called friends here, recited poems and wrote countless beautiful articles that were spread out.

Now that the eldest aunt is married, the second lady has a dull temperament and has less lively life, but the "Zhongxiangyuan" in the Duke's Mansion is still famous.

Mrs. Xiang is thirty-seven years old this year. She looks grand and has broad eyebrows. Now she is pregnant with a child and is round and smooth. She looks like a lucky person.

Mrs. Xiang held her belly that had been almost six months old and took out the prepared gift list. Each one was carefully selected by her. When facing her eldest son, her voice was even more kind: "The beginning of autumn is coming soon. The mansion has prepared some small profits. Take some time to return and send it to the Liu family."

Upon hearing this, E Niang respectfully took down the gift list.

Xiang Zhuyuan took it casually, his expression did not change at all. He was kind and polite: "I worry my mother."

"Whatever I said, I'm not doing nothing, I can handle some small things for you. Besides, I'll worry about this year. Looking back, she's preparing a bodding ceremony for me, and I'm still waiting to enjoy her blessing."

Xiang Zhuyuan did not respond.

Mrs. Hou knew her son's personality and didn't care. She remembered something: "Why did I go to your warehouse a few days ago to get those two hu of Dongzhu? I originally wanted to make a set of faces for Xue Fei."

Xiang Zhuyuan responded to Ziru: "I rewarded the people below a few days ago."

Mrs. Xiang nodded: "I said, but you keep more of these things for women. Xue Fei will enter the door soon. From now on, she can use everything. Don't be careless about these things. There are so many ink, paper and inkstone piled up to not appreciate them, but you just want to appreciate the East Pearl. When your wife makes a fuss with you, you will be in trouble."

"knew."

Mrs. Xiang smiled and said, "I am now looking forward to marrying Xue Fei back to help me share some family affairs."

Xiang Zhuyuan put the gift list aside, his expression still remained.

Mrs. Xiang frowned as she saw his fiancée mentioning her fiancée that she was not allowed to enter a stranger and frowned: "Don't work hard all day long, take Xuefei out for a walk, autumn is coming soon, what's wrong with the surrounding Xiangshan River."

Xiang Zhuyuan nodded.

Mrs. Xiang suddenly felt powerless and said whatever she said, but the two of them only met several times a year: "By the way, those two maids have been there for a while? Why haven't they collected the house yet?"

Xiang Zhuyuan immediately frowned: "Mom——"

Mrs. Xiang quickly avoided this topic: "Okay, okay, I don't care." She refused to let the child take care of her when she was in the hospital, but she couldn't help but talk: "Anyway, you can have some snacks."

"Yeah." Perfunctory to deal with it.

Mrs. Xiang sighed, fearing that her son would not love Chong Xuefei, and she was also afraid that he would be controlled by Xuefei. Fortunately, Xuefei's child could trust her and was wise: "I see Xuefei was a little cold, so you can add a few more medicinal herbs to the gift list."

"knew."

Alas, I know everything I say, I understand, see if he can still stay so calm after getting married: "I know you don't want to listen to me, so I'll put more thoughts on her, it's not a loss."

"Boy understand."

Dr. Xiang was powerless, but she couldn't control him now as she was pregnant. She originally wanted to take out a pair of jade bracelets, which were given by the old lady when he got married. But seeing that her son was not in high spirits, she would rather say it after getting married: "You, you can't fly with the wife you got." Many people in Beijing were one step too late to ask for marriage, and they didn't know how to cherish it.

Xiang Zhuyuan stood up: "If mother is fine, child..."

Mrs. Xiang nodded immediately, but her expression was a little haggard: "I originally planned to keep you for dinner. If you have something to do, go and do it first."

Xiang Zhuyuan thought about it and sat down again. He hadn't had dinner with his mother for a while.

Mrs. Xiang smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Go to the kitchen and prepare more food for the prince."

…

The lit in the courtyard is getting brighter and brighter.

Dong'er and Xia'er knew where the prince came back from his wife, so she tried her best to get in front of her.

Xiang Zhuyuan waved his hand and sent everyone away, and sat alone in the hall and felt exhausted.

Butler Zheng poured a cup of tea lightly.

Xiang Zhuyuan suddenly spoke: "When is it?"

Butler Zheng hurriedly said, "Go back to the prince, it's time for Hai."

Xiang Zhuyuan rubbed his eyebrows, and his father went halfway after eating. After drinking some wine, he felt a little uncomfortable. At this time, I think she was already asleep.

Butler Zheng waited for a while and was just about to leave.

Xiang Zhuyuan took out the gift list in his sleeve: "Please fill in a few more medicinal herbs that clear heat and detoxify."

Butler Zheng took it and saw that the Xiang family's official seal was printed, and he knew who it was for. He immediately became more respectful: "Yes."

Xiang Zhuyuan's stomach became more and more uncomfortable, but she became more and more patient, and she still felt that it was better to have something better. He was a big brother, so he didn't have to watch it anymore.

Butler Zheng saw a gloomy face of the prince and hurriedly retreated.

...

The Ministry of Revenue in Central Beijing.

Song Xuan came out of the main hall with lingering fear, entered Mingxiluo's office, patted his chest: "I'm scared to death?"

Mingxiluo classified all provincial and ministerial patriarchal laws without looking at him.
Chapter completed!