Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng looked astonished. They opened the curtains and saw a carriage crossing the middle of the road in front of a group of officials. The boy who was driving the carriage stabilized the frightened horses and was pitifully doing so.
Apologize to the people in the carriage.
"Young Master, it's my fault. I didn't expect to meet an official from Mo City this night. I was in a hurry to stop the car and didn't pay attention to the Young Master. Please forgive me!" The young man spoke anxiously and had a respectful attitude, but he was even more frightened when he didn't see him.
He smiled when he begged for mercy.
Young Master?
Is he really still a child?
But why is the aura of that romantic and evil spirit so strong!
Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng secretly paid attention, but the young yet charming voice they heard came again.
"An official from Mo City?"
The person in the car didn't seem to really scold the boy, but instead raised his voice and asked this question.
As soon as these words came out, Nan Xijun trembled when he saw that the officials in Mocheng understood clearly. When the boy heard this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, it is the officials led by Mr. Gou. There is a carriage carrying two people."
The noble and noble young master seems to be going to the city lord's mansion to find the city lord."
The boy glanced at the entire street and reported the information truthfully, which made Nan Xijun feel confused again.
This boy and the young master in the carriage are really ignorant. Even the government offices in Mocheng are not afraid of them. Do they have any special background? Looking at the appearance of these officials, they seem to be very afraid of the young master in the carriage.
That kind of fear was not about life or death, but a fear of being tortured. Looking at Master Gou, his face was very ugly, and his anger was palpable, but he was holding back so hard that he did not dare to vent it out.
This is quite interesting!
Nan Xijun smiled slightly and was about to speak, but the young master in the carriage spoke again, and this time, his words were addressed to the noble young master in the mouth of Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng.
"It seems that the two young masters are looking for Feng Moling, but I'm afraid he won't return to the city lord's mansion tonight. Master Gou, please entertain these two young masters for your city lord. I don't like your city lord sticking to me all the time.
Girl, the two young masters came at the right time, and they will definitely send Feng Moling back tomorrow!"
After saying that, the young master seemed to have no patience to say anything more. After giving the order, the young man saluted Master Gou and others and drove away in the carriage. Before leaving, a sentence floated out of the carriage, softly but extremely clear.
The ground fell into Nan Xijun's ears.
"If you two young masters have time, you must come to Chunfeng Delou to take a look and take care of my business. I will not treat you badly."
After saying that, the carriage had turned the corner. In the spring breeze, two carved wooden signs with the Chinese characters "Deyi" flashed before my eyes. The pendant under the wooden sign was a small silver bell, which rang crisply and slowly floated as the carriage rocked.
Out a long way.
After the carriage left, Master Gou and the officials from Mo Cheng obviously breathed a sigh of relief and called on everyone to continue moving towards the city lord's palace. Nan Xijun frowned slightly when he looked at the expressions of everyone. He didn't want to be too troublesome, but he forgot
With Zhou Yifeng, who has always been informal, beside him.
"Master Gou, forgive Zhou for being rude, but who was in the carriage just now? Where is this Chunfengdeyi Building?"
Zhou Yifeng has always liked to learn about new things, and he doesn't like to keep his thoughts in his heart, so as soon as the young master's carriage left, he couldn't wait to ask about the young master who had just heard his voice but not seen him.
This was a very ordinary question, but upon hearing Zhou Yifeng's question, Master Gou's round body still trembled uncontrollably.
This tremor made Nan Xijun's doubts become more intense.
"Lord Zhou, you must have noticed that the subordinates and other officials are a little afraid of the young master, so I dare not say more about who the young master is, otherwise the consequences will not be something that the subordinates can bear. But I can
Tell the two adults that the young master is the son of Mrs. Yue, the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Deyi Building."
Having said this, Master Gou stopped talking. I wonder if it was to prevent Zhou Yifeng from asking further questions. He hurried to the front of the team and led a group of people towards the city lord's mansion.
The size of Mo City is no less than that of Qin City in terms of single area. A Qinshui River runs through the city, making the city accessible to both water and land. The city lord's palace is built on a branch of the Qinshui River.
The City Lord's Mansion in Mo City is like entering a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The water is murmuring, the corridors are winding, and the many attics are located on the water's edge. It does not look like a place for office and accommodation, but rather like a summer resort.
Villa.
Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng were surprised. Master Gou and the officials saw that the two people were shocked, and they didn't look very happy on their faces. Master Gou summoned the servant from the city lord's mansion and led Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng to where they lived.
After everything was arranged in the attic, we were ready to leave.
"etc."
Nan Xijun, who had been silent for a long time, stopped Master Gou, causing him to hesitate in his steps, with a wry smile on his face.
He had already guessed that things would not go well today, and sure enough, Mr. Nan, who was so noble and elegant by nature, slowly came out, stood in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Master Gou, today I am here on behalf of the emperor.
With the emperor's great love for the city lord, I also hope that Master, you can tell the city lord not to live up to the emperor's good intentions. Although Mo City is rich, the whole world is not the royal land, and the shore of the land is not the royal ministers. For this reason, I also hope that Master
You can give Feng Moling a few pointers, I only have one day to be patient."
After saying that, Nan Xijun smiled gracefully, making the maid who came to serve tea lose her mind.
Cold sweat broke out on Master Gou's back, he nodded to show his understanding, and said in a shy voice: "Master Nan's words will be conveyed to the city lord. I also ask Master Nan and Master Zhou to have a good rest in the mansion. After a long journey, the mansion is also prepared.
A lot of things have helped the two of you. It’s just that it’s getting late today. Tomorrow, after the city lord has finished handling the urgent matters at hand, he will definitely come to apologize in person!”
Master Gou showed a flattering smile. After all, it was Mo Cheng's fault in this matter. Nan Xijun looked at him like this and didn't say anything. He turned around and entered the room, leaving Master Gou with an elegant back.
Officials in the imperial court are indeed not simple!
City Lord, Master, I beg you, it’s just a banquet held by the vixen Lady Yue, why do you have to go there in person. But now that the young master is back, it seems that you won’t stay in Chunfeng Deyi Building until your child’s age.
Master Gou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the attic where Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng lived, and hurriedly disappeared into the night. Zhou Yifeng stood behind the window and looked at the round figure through the gap, squinting his eyes.
"Second brother, it seems that the lord of Mo City doesn't take the emperor seriously. How about I leave tonight and let them guess whether I have gone back to complain?" Zhou Yifeng sat at the table and said unabashedly.
He was talking about a fact. The candlelight in the room was stirring, and his eyes flashed with strange light.
But Nan Xijun waved his hand and disagreed with this approach: "No, you are tired too. It's not too late to rest for a day and wait until you see Feng Moling before leaving. However, the Lord of Mo City does not seem to be very obedient. As a brother, he
We need to think hard about how to draw him into our camp."
Nan Xijun's pupils were hidden in the shadow of her eyelashes, her slender fingers gently rubbed the tea cup, and her tone was rather heavy.
"Second brother, I believe in your ability, so there is no need to worry about this. We don't need to think too much now. We just need to rest well. When Feng Moling returns home tomorrow, it will be clear what to do next."
Zhou Yifeng never liked to get entangled in such fruitless things, so he threw his luggage and went into his room to rest. Nan Xijun looked at his messy luggage and sighed slightly, packed it up and put it away, and went in.
own house.
Zhou Yifeng was right about one thing. You have to meet Feng Moling to know how to do things.
That night, Qin Shuihe's singing was like a dream, and his smiling face bloomed on the water lilies in the morning light. The rising sun broke through the mist in the mist, carrying thousands of feet of golden light, and illuminated the room brightly. Nan Xijun got up and looked at the maid
He was dressed neatly under the service of his wife, but he was not seen directly by Feng Moling. Instead, after having breakfast, he and Zhou Yifeng wandered around the city lord's mansion.
Master Gou sent someone here, saying that the city lord was preparing for the reception banquet in the evening, so don't be surprised if you couldn't come to meet Qing. Mr. Nan Xi didn't say anything, he just walked around the city lord's mansion leisurely, looking at this ingenious mansion.
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The jasper and the willows bloom, the spring breeze is like scissors, the orchids in the shallow grass warm the tree demons, and the early orioles and spring swallows are coquettish.
The water changes color in a few days, the white embankment is condensed with jade paste, the spring orchid window smiles delicately, and the pink and pink cherry blossoms are in full bloom.
It's the breeze that proudly calls enchanting, but someone else sings about spring and beauty with soft words.
After wandering around the picturesque city lord's palace, Nan Xijun returned to the attic and wrote this song for a while. Zhou Yifeng stood aside and marveled, saying that Nan Xijun was very patient and was still interested in writing the song at this time.
Nan Xijun smiled and said that he was just on a whim. If he didn't find something to do before the city lord came back, he would be bored. So regardless of Zhou Yifeng lying on the bed and sleeping, Nan Xijun
Slowly left the attic and wandered along the city lord's mansion where the water was flowing. The spring breeze was just right, Nan Xijun was strolling in the courtyard, but unexpectedly heard such a conversation outside a small courtyard.
"Xiao Tao, do you think my city lord was smitten by Lady Yue of Chunfeng Deyi Tower? Lady Yue asked the city lord to go to Chunfeng Deyi Tower and the city lord passed away happily."
"How do I know, but I heard that the girls in Chunfeng Deyi Building are all good at singing and dancing, and they are also good at singing. There are also men in the building, who are said to be raised by Lady Yue herself. They come out to act with the girls. Last time
I took a look from a distance and saw that Mr. Feng Yu is a talented person with a graceful demeanor! It’s a pity that I’m just a stranger and can’t afford to go to Chunfeng Deyi Building to watch Mr. Feng Yu’s performance.”
Xiao Tao said with regret, but the little maid who spoke first did not agree with her words.
"Xiao Tao, this man in Chunfeng Deyi Building must be raised by Lady Yue. What's so good about such a man? In my opinion, he is not as good as the two young masters who lived in the house last night. They are both beautiful and handsome.
, no worse than our city lord."
When the little girls gathered together, beautiful men always talked about the topic. After hearing what the two people said, the maids next to them also joined the discussion camp. Nan Xijun smiled helplessly and left, but he was thinking about the spring breeze in his heart.
The matter of getting a building.
If he remembered correctly, he had already heard about Chunfeng Deyilou three times in less than a day after arriving here. He heard the maids talking about it seemed to be a brothel, but the style of this brothel was very different from that in Qincheng.
The carriage that appeared last night, the young master who had not appeared in the carriage but impressed him deeply, and the Lord of Mo City came to mind again. Everything made Nan Xijun full of interest in Mo City.
It seems that his time in Mocheng will not be boring.
With such a mood, Nan Xijun would not be sad when he was in the City Lord's Mansion. Night came as scheduled, and the so-called City Lord of Mo City still did not show up. On the contrary, Master Gou had a bitter look on his face and smiled shyly.
A reception banquet was prepared for Nan Xijun and Zhou Yifeng.
"Master Gou, as expected, you are the Lord of Mo City!"
Zhou Yifeng was a little annoyed, because the lord of Mo City was really outrageous, but Nan Xijun told him to calm down. With more handles, the negotiation would be more advantageous. So he sat at the table and savored it slowly.
This is the food of Mexico City.
The food in the south is delicate and exquisite. Nan Xijun asked Zhou Yifeng not to waste it. Seeing the bitter look on Master Gou's face, he did not make it difficult for him. This made Master Gou have a good impression of Nan Xijun.
However, this good impression was disrupted by a man who suddenly returned to the city lord's palace and called Mian Yue drunkenly.