...

The Mu family definitely can't see luxury from the outside, but the food and use inside is not simple.

The lunch was very rich, and Li Er slowly fed her mother. Seeing that she was eating faster, she gently advised her to slow down, but her eyes looked like a wolf.

Wolf-like cruelty!

...

In the afternoon, Li Jing came back with some regrets and reported that he did not find any information.

"Don't worry."

Fang Xing felt that the person behind him was not that stupid: "If he couldn't wait to throw out the spices, even if it was just a small amount, it could be found. So... my judgment is... the person guarding the city must have colluded with him, otherwise how would the gold and silver be transported in?"

The gold and silver are too heavy. The soldiers guarding the city see countless vehicles coming in and out every day. The experience is no worse than that of the old thief who has accumulated over the years, so they will definitely find it.

Li Jing was a little anxious. After Fang Xing made so many noises, Peking did not scold him, let alone let Zhu Zhanji return to Beijing.

What does this mean?

This shows that Your Majesty now has no intention of Yi Chu at all, and it’s ridiculous that those literati are still dreaming!

So he had to work hard. If Zhu Zhanji could not leave a good impression in his heart when he left Jinling, then he would probably die of old age in Jinling. What's more serious is being replaced by a newcomer and then staying in a terrible position and waiting for death.

Fang Xing didn't care when he saw that he was anxious and was painting on his own.

Yes, Fang Xing, who doesn’t know how to draw, is painting.

He drew a little girl and a dog. Although the painter was poor, he was very serious.

Li Jing leaned over and took a look. What he saw was the little girl sitting outside the house with her chin on her back, while the dog was squatting beside her.

One person and one dog, it looks like they are waiting for something.

In the second picture, a man was present, and the little girl met with the dog. Her eyes were one-third of her face, which was very exaggerated, but it made the little girl look so cute.

Fang Xing put down his brush, dried the ink marks, and carefully put the booklet away.

"Brother, is this a daughter expensive?"

Others ask for such things, but the eunuch doesn't.

Fang Xing nodded, missing Wuyou a little, wondering if she would forget her father again.

Thinking of Wuyou, Fang Xing felt a little softer and said, "Tomorrow, scholars from Ningbo Prefecture will have a party. I will join in the fun outside the south of the city."

Li Jing hurriedly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Xing and Bo. Our family will definitely take people to see the place tomorrow."

"Just block the local officials."

Fang Xing didn't want to contact local officials, it would only delay his time.

...

In the evening, Fang Xing continued to draw, but this time it was for the child in Mochou's belly.

Sun Wukong on the paper doesn't look like a monkey, but a bit like a pig.

And Tang Seng was like a fat man, and the white dragon horse looked a little like a sheep.

It was not until midnight that I woke up and then I took the book and went to bed.

...

Another morning, Li Er served his mother to get up, then went to pour the toilet, and brought breakfast when he came back.

After Mu Jian and his wife finished breakfast, they walked around the yard.

Although there are no strange flowers and plants in the yard, it also has a colorful and colorful smell.

Seeing his wife squatting on the edge of a pot of flowers and cutting off the leaves, Mu Jian's eyes were slightly warm, and then he was completely disheartened by the sound of rapid footsteps outside.

Without looking at the person, Mu Jian snorted coldly: "What do you want to do?"

If Mu Jian is deep and restrained, then Mu Yan is cheerful and full of vitality.

Mu Yan came in and bowed and said, "Father, mother, today the scholars in the city hold a poetry meeting outside the south of the city, and the child wants to go."

Wang glanced at Mu Jian, and put his hands on his knees to get up. Mu Yan ran over to help her up with a flattering look on his face, saying, "Mother, the child has written several poems recently and wants to go and see them."

Mu Jian said angrily: "Just want to show off!"

Wang glanced at Mu Jian and said, "You should do more work. Poetry is a path, don't think about it."

Mu Yan immediately cursed and sweared, saying that he had just thought about it casually and did not delay his studies.

Wang said to Mu Jian gently: "Husband..."

Mu Jian frowned and said, "Come back after lunch, otherwise you will be suspended for one month."

Mu Yan said happily: "Yes, the child promises to come back after lunch."

Seeing Mu Yan go out excitedly, Wang smiled and said, "Husband, you were so young back then!"

Mu Jian looked at the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and said, "You are not old now."

Wang gave him a angrily glance, but there was more gentleness in his eyes.

...

"Second, how long can I stay when I come back this time?"

After breakfast, Li Er helped his mother out for a walk and bask in the sun. When the servants saw it, they all avoided it.

That's a great guy!

This is a recognized dangerous person!

The mother and son were walking in the middle of the backyard and the wall. Although the place was small, the old woman smiled on her face.

Very comfortable!

Li Er's face also had a little softer look.
Chapter completed!