The sound of the piano is swaying, the tune is sometimes melodious and sometimes gentle, sometimes like the roaring of thousands of troops and horses, and sometimes like the leisurely return home to the garden and the fields.

Feng Wuxin sat in front of the piano table with his ten fingers waving his strings. This song is the master's favorite song.

But at that time she didn't understand why her master always liked to play this song. Now she understands it, but things have changed.

When I was young, I didn’t know the meaning of the song, so I listened to it again and became a person in the song.

The last syllable slowly ended, and Feng Wuxin watched the picture in front of him gradually dissipated.

When he turned around, not only the girls in Hongchen Tower and other places had their eyes red, but even Mu Ruxing, who had returned, stood there, quietly as if he was thinking about something.

"Madam Qiansui, I wonder if I can tell you what the song is called."

Mu Ruxing asked Feng Wuxin what the name of the song she played just now. He had heard many moving tunes, but this song was deeply rooted in people's hearts and evoked the past events hidden deep in memory.

"The person in the song is young and does not know the end of the song. Listening again is what the person in the song means."

She also asked the master why she always played this song, and there were obviously more and better music to play.

At that time, the master always smiled and said that he would understand when she grew up.

Until the master left, until she traveled through time and became Feng Wuxin, now she talked about Quzhongren again. She had fully understood what the master once said.

"I don't know the end of the song when I was young, and I'm already a person in the song when I listened to it."

Mu Ruxing repeated what Feng Wuxin said just now, a bitter smile echoed at the corner of his lips, and he actually bowed to Feng Wuxin with his fists.

"Mu Mou's attitude was disrespectful just now, so I would like to forgive Mrs. Qiansui."

"Mr. Mu is serious."

Feng Wuxin didn't think much about it at all. She didn't care about what Mu Ruxing's attitude was. She had only one purpose, just to learn about the information of the officials in the court from Mu Ruxing.

"Madam Qiansui, you can take back these silver coins. These information forms are apologies from Mu Mou. I hope Mrs Qiansui will accept them."

Mu Ruxing respectfully presented the information from the entire book. Feng Wuxin refused again and again, but in the end he could not bear it, Mu Ruxing received the information and got the two thousand taels of silver notes that should have been traded.

The guards in the black market had already prepared the carriage and escorted Feng Wuxin back to Qiansui Mansion at the warning of Mu Ruxing.

Seeing Feng Wuxin gradually disappearing from sight, Mu Ruxing's gaze became a little deeper.

This woman's words and behaviors were unusual, and he just saw everything she had born in the Red Dust Tower.

You can detect various information about a person from his words and expressions. The behavior that Feng Wuxin just showed just now cannot be underestimated. It can be said that most men in this world are not as good as Feng Wuxin.

"Mr. Mu."

Zijuan walked to Mu Ruxing with a glass of wine, and her eyes also looked at the direction where Feng Wuxin disappeared.

"It is rumored that Mrs. Qiansui was insulted by everyone and was already unclean, but Zijuan dared to guarantee that Mrs. Qiansui was still in a perfect body."

"So you're serious?"

Mu Ruxing half-squinted his eyes. If so, it would be interesting.

On the other hand, it was already afternoon when he returned to Qiansui Mansion. Feng Wuxin in the study looked through the book that recorded the official gossip that he got from Mu Ruxing, and smiled without any image while reading it.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The barbell-like laughter echoed throughout Qiansui Mansion. The wolf cubs who were lying outside the door were awakened by Feng Wuxin's laughter. They looked at me one by one and then closed their eyes and fell asleep again.

"What is the lady laughing at?"

As soon as Mo Yi entered Qiansui Mansion, he heard the familiar laughter. I wonder what made Feng Wuxin laugh so generously.

"You are here just right, look, hahaha! I'm so excited. The only serious Lord Min is actually a person who is afraid of his wife. He is often beaten by his wife so hard that he doesn't even dare to go back to his family."

Feng Wuxin thought that the officials in the ancient court had nothing interesting to discover, but she was wrong. She had been fascinated by reading this book that recorded the gossip and undisclosed history of officials from the Dayan Kingdom.

I had been reading it for an afternoon without realizing it, and my stomach hurts when I am amused by the things recorded in the book.

"My father-in-law, I just realized that your officials in the Dayan court actually have such a rich life."

After finding the gossip and unspeakable history about these officials, Feng Wuxin will start his own fundraising activities in the next step. Aren’t they all pretending to be out of money? It’s easy to deal with!

The night was shrouding the entire Kyoto, and Feng Wuxin got off the carriage and came to the door of an official's house.

The guards guarding the gate stopped Feng Wuxin from entering the mansion because the adults were already asleep and asked Mrs. Qiansui to come again tomorrow.

Let's fall asleep, just fool the ghost, and it's just the time of the day now!

Feng Wuxin understood the reason why this courtier didn't see him. Isn't it because he didn't want to donate money in the face of Yancangzhou? Then don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Ahem!"

Feng Wuxin cleared his throat, took out a homemade loudspeaker from the carriage, spread out a page of paper, and read it clearly word by word according to the content on the paper.

"On September 7th, the weather was sunny. Li Chen, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of Yan State, went to Hehuan Tower and spent a lot of money to ask for the Hehuan Tower. Ying'er smiled."

"On September 8th, the weather was sunny. Lord Li stayed in Hehuan Tower and Miss Ying'er gave him a sachet to Lord Li."

"On September 10th, the weather was cloudy. Lord Li visited Hehuan Tower again, fought with Miss Ying'er's guests, and went to Jishitang for treatment."

“September 11, the weather is sunny”

Feng Wuxin was talking about the glorious deeds of Li Chen, a master of the Ministry of Revenue, while stretching his ears and listening to the sounds of yelling and scolding from the affiliated middle school.

"Oh, you damn ghost, you are actually looking for vixen outside with me on your back. I just turned a blind eye to marry a concubine. I dare to use the money from my family to raise vixen outside. I can't beat you to death today."

"Madam, please listen to my explanation. Madam, don't take action, Madam, don't slap in the face!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, the closed door of the Li Mansion slowly opened. Lord Li, who was unkempt and disheveled, ran out in his clothes, begging Feng Wuxin to take over his magical powers, that he would definitely offer gold and silver tomorrow.

"Mr. Li is serious? If the Japanese lady in Ming Dynasty had not seen the money donated by Mr. Li, the wife would have heard more exciting stories."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Qiansui, I will definitely support the disaster relief matters with all my strength."

After dealing with Li Chen, the Minister of Revenue, Feng Wuxin took a carriage and walked towards the second house. Just like Li Chen's house, the gate of the Minister of Rites' Mansion was also tightly closed.

"Cough cough." Once again, Feng Wuxi raised the loudspeaker and recited the glorious deeds of Lord Han, the Minister of Rites, on the paper.
Chapter completed!