Wen Renyu carried his mother out of the gate of the Duke's Mansion and stood on the long street. He didn't know where to take a step.

Zhu Changwen quickly prepared a carriage and horse, and there was a hint of joy between his eyebrows. He stepped forward and said, "Young Master, let's go to the villa first to place the wife down."

Although he was a member of Duke Mu, he had followed Wen Renyu for many years. If Duke Mu's mansion was inherited by Wen Renren, he would never have made any progress.

Wen Renyu glanced at him and shook his head: "No need."

Zhu Changwen whispered: "Why do you have to do this? If this happens, the second son will never be able to take the position of prince anymore. The son still has to think about his wife."

Wen Renyu only felt a tightening on his shoulders. The eldest lady had come to her senses. She had spent most of her life in Mu Guo Mansion. She suddenly saw the sunlight outside and felt panic in her heart.

"A Yu, I can't leave the palace." There is no abandoned lady in this world.

Zhu Changwen immediately advised: "Young Master should fight for this moment, so take the wife to the villa first, take her body to take care of her body, and then see what the situation in the mansion is like."

"The eldest lady is weak, because the young master is devoted to practicing Taoism and ignores the world. If the young master can think about the eldest lady, and wait for the eldest lady to maintain her body and clear her back house, the young master will not have to worry about anything."

With such a big handle, Wenren is already abolished. If he can use this matter to force the prince to decide the position of prince, then he will be legitimate in the future.

Even if you don’t return to secular life immediately, you can just take it slowly and ask the Duke of the State to be willing to do so even if he is unwilling.

Wen Renyu knew that her mother didn't want to leave in the house. She actually didn't believe in Duke Mu's hypocritical behavior very much, but she was willing to continue to stay in Duke Guo's mansion, hoping that he could return to secular life and marry a family.

Xie Xuan squeezed Zhu Changwen away and glanced at him. He shouldn't be called Zhu Changwen, he should be called Zhu Changshu.

He said to Wen Renyu: "I'll go and hire a car, you can wait."

In the middle of summer in the city and the shade in the mountains, even ordinary people cannot stand the cold and heat, let alone Wen Renyu's mother's essence is greatly consumed.

Wen Renyu then exclaimed: "Thank you."

Zhu Changwen said anxiously: "Young Master, you must not do this. If you really take your wife up the mountain, there will be no room for improvement."

The eldest lady said in a trembling voice: "A Yu..."

Xie Xuan called the car and lifted the curtain to let Wen Renyu help his mother sit in. He rolled his eyes at Zhu Changwen: "Zhu Changshu, let's put away your thoughts."

Wen Renyu thanked again. The entire Duke's mansion didn't know what he wanted, and even his mother didn't know. He placed his mother in the car and said to Xiaoxiao: "Please ask Junior Sister Sang to take care of my wife for me."

As soon as Xiaoxiao got on the bus, she saw the eldest lady frowning and raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose with her sleeve. The car outside was naturally not as good as the one from the Duke's Mansion. It had neither soft blanket nor incense, and there was not even a mouthful of hot tea.

The little girl raised the curtain and let the wind blow in, but the eldest lady couldn't stand the heat.

Xiaoxiao lowered her head and thought for a while, and said, "If you stay there, you will die."

The eldest lady was startled and Xiaoxiao continued, "That thing feeds on your essence. The weaker you are, the stronger it grows. When you suck you dry, you will die."

At that time, that thing will be found in the house and another person who can be used as food.

The eldest lady's heart was tight. Since the jade pillow on the pillow, she has become weaker day by day. She occasionally said she wanted to change it, but Juanxiang advised her that if the second young master's filial piety was told, she would feel uncomfortable.

As soon as she saw the doll in the jade pillow, she fell into a coma and did not hear how the old lady and Duke Mu decided on the matter. When the person woke up, he saw her husband being humble and coaxing her with soft words. It was not until this time that he came back to his senses.

The more I think about it, the colder I feel.

Although Wenrenye was not with her, she was able to save money in the morning and evening, and she did not suppress Qi's family in the face of Wenrenye.

When her body became weaker and weaker, the middle class was controlled by Qi, and even the servants could not be restrained. What her son said in her room, her husband would ask clearly.

Now that I think about it, I am afraid that more than just my husband asked, the old lady Qi and Wenren already knew that the walls of the house were useless.

The eldest lady's eyes were filled with tears, and the man leaned against the wall of the car and did not speak for a long time.

She didn't speak, and Xiaoxiao didn't talk to her. She took Doudou off her wrist as a ruler, stretched out the snake's body, stretched out her slap, gestured. The senior brother's feet became bigger again. The shoes he had just made before came out, and he saw that even his toes were almost pushed out.

Doudou was very connected, and its body was motionless, allowing it to gesture slightly, and its head looked at the eldest lady from time to time, thinking that guarding her was to keep the delicious food.

Wen Renyu made up his mind to take his mother up the mountain, and Xie Xuan simply said: "A Taoist temple is all men. Your mother has never seen many strangers. Can she really live on the mountain?"

Wen Renyu was stunned. He might not be able to live well, but it depends on herself.

Xie Xuan also knew that Wen Renyu had never thought about this. He could take out a bag of golden leaves for others at any time. Could it be that the money was the pocket money given by Ziwei Real Person?

If it was really the pocket money given by Ziwei, Wen Renyu would have the will of his master.

Thinking about his two masters, one farms and sells vegetables, and the other drinks on credit, they are all so poor that they are noisy. Xie Xuan touched the few taels of silver in his bag, and he was the richest person who is his apprentice.

The carriage was walking and stopping on the street, and the two of them moved their bedding and clothes into the car from time to time.

When the eldest lady saw this, she realized that her son was unhappy and would never return to the Duke's Mansion. Her son was born with such a character and such a heart, and he could not return to the mud pond.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the car door: "A Yu."

Wen Renyu immediately responded: "Madam's order."

The eldest lady coughed twice, took a breath and said, "I didn't marry into the Duke's Mansion in vain, so naturally I can't come out in vain."

Wen Renyu was stunned. His grandfather's family was defeated when he was very young. He had never heard his mother talk about the past. The eldest lady said: "My dowry list is clearly written. Dowry farms, shops and antiques, these things cannot be left in the Duke's Mansion."

She didn't ask her son to be a prince, she just wanted him to be safe and safe. Thinking of this, she secretly went to see Xiaoxiao.

Little leaning against the car window, the sunlight shone on half of her face, with long eyebrows and nose raised, as clean as snow. Her appearance was really a perfect match with A Yu, but it was not certain... it was not certain that A Yu was willing to return to secular life for her.

She took her dowry back and bought a small courtyard to make a family of three live. She didn't have to live much wealth, as long as she could eat hot soup and hot rice together every day.

The eldest lady was thinking this way, and Xie Xuan knocked on the window on the small side.

Before Xiaoxiao opened the curtain, she smelled the familiar fragrance, which was so hot and sweet. She lifted the curtain of the car, and Xie Xuan carried the paper bag to her.

Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up: "Fried cake!"

This is something that Master will only make during the Chinese New Year. The red bean paste needs to be fried very finely, and the brown sugar must be exchanged for skin from the town. On the morning of the first day of the Chinese New Year, the oil pan was turned on early in the morning, and the golden and crispy fryed, and they could get up early in the morning to eat.

There is no sale in the village town, but I didn’t expect there will be on the streets of the capital.

When Xie Xuan saw the fried cake, he immediately bought a bag and quickly brought it to Xiaoxiao: "Eat while it's hot. Just fried. This one is made of red beans and this one is made of brown sugar."

Both of them replenish blood and energy, and she will bleed again in a few days, so she has to take advantage of the time now.

Xiaoxiao reached out to grab one, and took a small bite while blowing.

As soon as the pastry was opened, it was soft rice cake. The rice cake was covered with red bean paste, and it was sweet from the tip of the tongue to the heart. After a small snack, Xie Xuan took away the remaining half: "Try that brown sugar again."

After eating the whole thing, she couldn't eat anything else.

After saying that, he stuffed the remaining half of the fried cake into his mouth in three mouthfuls, then looked at Xiaoxiao's brown sugar stuffing, and tried both.

Xiaoxiao whispered: "It's not the smell of Master's fried."

Xie Xuan reached in through the window and pinched his little palm: When he found his master, he would eat the fried cakes fried by his master during the Chinese New Year.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The eldest lady looked at Xiaoxiao and Xie Xuan and realized that it was a perfect match. The girl's mind was not on her son.

Several people took a car out of the city and entered Ziwei Palace. Wen Renyu went to see Ziwei Zhenren, hoping to find a quiet courtyard to settle the mother first, and wait until her mother's health is ready before finding another place to live.

But Ziwei Zhenren is not in Ziwei's palace.

"The master has entered the palace and has never returned." Wen Renyu ranked ninth among his personal disciples. Almost all the senior brothers should know the view in the palaces and temples outside the palaces. Only Senior Brother Zhuo has not left the capital and Zhenren Ziwei is not here, so he will manage the matters in the view.

"First place your wife in the Zhulin Temple." Senior Brother Zhuo said again, "When the master comes back, then make a decision."

Wen Renyu frowned. The master had been there for a day and a night, but had not returned yet: "Is the saint seriously ill?"

Senior Brother Zhuo glanced at him: "No news has come. If Master does not return tomorrow, then I will host this Taoist competition."

To start a altar, you should light up the incense and burn the green words, and to understand the heavenly speaking, these books are made by Ziwei Zhenren.

Senior Brother Zhuo is not only a senior brother, but also encourages Wen Renyu: "Xiaojiu, you are the best in this generation. No one knows. You should know the saint's illness. It will not be delayed for many times. Ziwei Palace and Fengtian Temple have never been incompatible with water and fire. This competition must not fall behind."

Wen Renyu lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and Senior Brother Zhuo said again: "As long as Fengtian Temple does not win, Tianshidao can win."

Wen Renyu looked up in a daze. Senior Brother Zhuo saw his expression and knew that he thought the Taoist competition was really a Taoist competition. He sighed slightly: "Master always says that you are pure in mind and you don't want to say these words in front of you, so I, the senior brother, said."

Wen Renyu took a step back. He didn't feel like he wanted to hear this. His hands clenched into fists on the edge of the Taoist robe.

Before Senior Brother Zhuo could speak, the little Taoist came in and reported: "Mu... someone has come from Duke Mu's mansion."

While talking, he secretly looked at Wen Renyu.

Senior Brother Zhuo said: "Xiaojiu, this is your family business, you can cook it yourself."

Wen Renyu withdrew withdrew solemnly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He saw Xie Xuan and Xiaoxiao not far away, and he felt endless closeness to them.

Xie Xuan took a weed. He didn't have to listen to know that there was someone coming from Duke Mu's mansion, and a team of people came from the foot of the mountain.

Those who carry the box and those who lead the horse, who don’t know, think they are the ones who send their marriage.

Duke Mu was there and smiled slightly when he saw Wen Renyu, as if they had never quarreled, and still showed his father's face: "A Yu, you take your mother up the mountain to recuperate, how can you lose the food and clothing cost? I've sent it to you for your father."

Wen Renyu had not spoken for a long time, and a person was so shameless.

Xie Xuan saw Wen Renyu unable to speak like a saw-mouthed gourd, and grinned: "Sir, I am full of energy, and I must have a good sleep every night to do so. I wonder if my pillow is gold or jade?"
Chapter completed!