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Chapter 17 This Full of Hate

On the Double Ninth Festival, the major roads inside and outside the capital are full of traffic and horses.

During the Double Ninth Festival, the whole family went on a trip, some to Lion Rock and Qingliang Mountain in the inner city, and some to Zhongshan, Guanyin Mountain, Jubao Mountain, and Qixia Mountain outside the city.

The officials and officials who were not traveling all rushed to the Marquis Mansion in Xincheng.

The first birthday party for the eldest son of the Marquis of Xincheng has been held. Posts have been posted to each family early. As a house that has contributed a lot to Jingnan, no one will deny it. Today, the Marquis of Xincheng's Mansion is decorated with red and colorful decorations, and there are endless cars and horses in front of the house.

The housekeeper and his servants lined up on both sides in front of the mansion to welcome the guests into the mansion. Whenever an important person came in person, Xincheng Hou Zhang Fu would come to the door to greet him.

"Marquis Xincheng, long time no see, congratulations."

"Master Xu, we are all happy together. Please come in person."

"Don't be polite, Lord Xincheng. If you have wine and meat to eat, you must be here to feel happy."

"Thank you. Please come in." "Please."

Zhang Fu had just stepped towards the threshold when he heard the butler singing again: "Uncle Chang is here!" "Uncle Lu is here!"

Zhang Fu smiled and turned around.

After exchanging greetings with Chang Hou and Uncle Lu at the door, he saw the butler approaching a carriage and said, "Master Mu." Zhang Fu and everyone looked over.

The carriage bearing the emblem of the Mu family of the Marquis of Xiping slowly stopped. Mu Yan got out of the carriage holding the hand of the guard. When he heard the other party calling him Mu Xiaohouye, his expression was cold.

"Who is this young man?" Seeing that Zhang Fu had already greeted him, all the guests whispered to each other and asked curiously.

"Mu family?" Which family? Mu family? Mu family?

"Is it from the Xipinghou family?"

"It's not from his family. How can there be a second Muhou Mansion in the entire capital?" Everyone suddenly looked at the young man with a stern face.

Those who don't know the inside story will quietly inquire about it, while those who know the situation are willing to spread the word.

Muying, the first generation of Xipinghou, was adopted as an adopted son by Taizu at the age of eight and was raised under the knee of Queen Xiaocigao. From the age of twelve, he made great military exploits with Emperor Taizu in the south and north. After the Wei Dynasty was established, he was named Xipinghou.

, hereditary. In the early days of the founding of the dynasty, the southwest was unstable, so Mu Ying was trusted by Taizu and guarded Yunnan.

After Mu Ying passed away, the title was passed to his eldest son Mu Chun. Mu Chun had no children, so he adopted his younger brother Mu Sheng's eldest son Mu Yan.

Unexpectedly, Mu Chun died early, and the title fell to Mu Yan. The late emperor asked his father, Mu Sheng, to seize the title.

This matter has been sorted out.

Even if his own father is willing to let Mu Yan ascend the throne a hundred years later, he still has to ask Mu Yan's brothers if they agree.

Tsk tsk. This status is embarrassing.

Mu Yan had a straight face, ignoring the glances, inquiring, and sympathetic glances from around him, and greeted Zhang Fu with a calm expression.

Zhang Fu smiled and nodded at him: "Please come to the young Marquis's house!"

Mu Yan bowed to him: "Master Hou, just call me Mu Yan."

Zhang Fu paused and smiled: "Mr. Mu, please come inside."

"please."

Just as a group of guests were about to enter, the second steward of the Zhang family came out with a group of boys carrying more than ten heavy baskets of copper coins. Everyone stopped and planned to watch the excitement at the door.

In front of the gate of the Hou Mansion, the common people who had been informed early, children, and beggars took up positions at a distance. At this meeting, they finally brought out the copper coins, and they all crowded towards the gate of the house.

Yang Fu and Huo Xi were also pushed forward by the crowd.

Yang Fu held her hand tightly and protected her. Huo Xi was stunned as soon as Zhang Fu came out, his eyes glazed over. He was being pushed by others and followed him forward completely unconsciously.

The nanny at the gate of the Hou Mansion also carried out today's birthday man, and Zhang Fu took him over.

Seeing the excitement in front of the door, the child danced and danced, making Zhang Fu smile and start teasing him.

This scene deeply hurt Huo Xi's eyes.

A shower of copper coins rained down, "It's time to take the wedding money, and it's time to see the happiness! Rejoice with the young master!"

Huo Xi didn't reach out, she just stared blankly. Her heart ached as Zhang Fu smiled happily.

"Wow, there are so many! Xi'er, pick them up quickly!" Yang Fu squatted on the ground and picked them up happily without raising his head.

Huo Xi, on the other hand, was like a puppet whose soul had been drained, without moving at all.

Several copper coins were thrown at her and scattered on her body. One copper coin hit her forehead directly, causing pain. But it was far less than the pain in her heart.

She looked at Zhang Fu with eyes full of hatred.

Zhang Fu seemed to feel something and looked towards her.

Huo Xi hurriedly squatted down, hiding in the crowd, and pretended to pick up coins on the ground.

A bunch of poor boys were snatching coins, and the boy in Zhang Fu's arms laughed happily. Zhang Fu turned his eyes back to his son, and while teasing him, he led the guests to the house.

Mu Yan stared in the direction of Huo Xi and glanced vaguely at Mu Li behind him. Mu Li nodded at him.

Mu Yan followed the guests into the Hou Mansion.

After more than a dozen baskets of coins rained down, it was noisy for a while and then became quiet again.

Yang Fu pocketed a large pocket of copper coins on the hem of his clothes and was very happy: "Xi'er, look, uncle has picked up so many coins, there must be dozens of coins!"

Darling, wealthy people really don’t regard money as money. How many baskets are there? The ones I picked up today worked harder than them to move goods on the dock. They may not be able to earn so much money in ten days!

Yang Fu happily fiddled with the copper plate in his clothes, and felt that the sound of the copper plate sounded particularly pleasant.

Huo Xi stared at the gate of the Hou Mansion bitterly until Zhang Fu could no longer be seen. When she turned around and saw Yang Fu playing with the copper plate in his pocket, she felt ironic and raised her hand to pat it bitterly.

The copper coins fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Xi'er!" Yang Fu was stunned.

The copper plate fell to the floor, and a group of children and beggars immediately rushed to pick it up.

"Mine, don't pick it up!"

Yang Fu shouted while squatting down to pick it up. He only picked up about ten pieces when he was pulled up by Huo Xi.

After being dragged by Huo Xi for a few steps, Yang Fu raised his eyes and looked at her with confusion on his face.

Seeing that Yang Fu was still holding a dozen copper plates tightly in his hand, Huo Xi was angry and resentful, so she patted them with her hands and cried: "Throw them away!"

Yang Fu couldn't bear to part with it. Didn't Xi'er say that she wanted to come and join in the fun?

"Throw it away! Otherwise I won't recognize you as my uncle from now on!" Huo Xi roared at Yang Fu, her eyes red and her little body trembling.

Yang Fu was so frightened that he immediately threw away the coins in his hand and looked at Huo Xi's angry face, a little frightened.

"I, I threw it away." He gestured to Huo Xi with his empty palm. Don't deny me as your uncle.

Seeing Xi'er gasping for air and her face turning red, she was very frightened. After a long while, she stammered and asked, "Xier, what's wrong with you?"

"Remember, that family is my enemy and your enemy from now on! We don't care about his things!"

"Oh, okay. From now on, we won't sell anything to them. Everyone who sees his house will walk around." Yang Fu expressed his position hurriedly.

Huo Xi still had a hard time understanding her hatred.

Her last hope was severely shattered by Zhang Fu's happy face, teasing Zhang Jie. She shouldn't have had hopes for him.

How could he laugh when his mother's bones were still cold? His brother was dead and she was dead too, how could he still laugh!

In those years, he held her, coaxed her, taught her how to read step by step, called her daughter, fed her, and coaxed her to be a good daughter...Has he forgotten all that?

Huo Xi strode forward, tears splashing in her eyes, and she wiped them away with her hands bitterly.

She wiped her face black and white.

Yang Fu followed her and watched her cry blankly. He was frightened and frightened. He wanted to speak but didn't dare. He just protected her all the way out of the city.

On the other side, Mu Yan was sitting in a crowd of people and was being looked at from time to time. The young marquis felt extremely harsh in his ears.

Without eating a bite of the meal, he turned around and returned home.


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