Chapter 41 Yangzhou Office Rejection of the Prefect
After retreating from the court, Mu Chulie caught up with Mu Lenglie.
"Second brother, Ji Chen is going to take Cheer to Fafo Temple to stay for a while tomorrow, why don't I accompany you to deal with this matter!" Mu Lenglie's almost numb state made him a little worried. He was not worried that he could not complete the task.
, with the second brother's ability, everything is no problem. What he is worried about is that the second brother is busy with official duties regardless of his own health, especially since his heartache seems to be getting more and more serious. Today in the court,
When the emperor announced that he would be the imperial envoy to Yangzhou, Jiangsu, he was so heartbroken that he was sweating profusely. Because he tried his best to endure it, no one else noticed, but Mu Chulie did.
"Fourth brother, thank you. You should accompany Ji Chen and Che'er! I haven't seen Che'er for a while. I'll go see him when I get back from work." Mu Lenglie patted his younger brother's shoulder and felt it in his heart.
Brotherly affection.
"There is no reason for you to go see him. I will bring him to see you when the time comes." Speaking of his son, Mu Chulie's mouth unconsciously overflowed with a happy smile. Mu Che, his and Ji Chen's son, is already five years old this year and is very special.
smart and cute.
"Second brother, it's been so many years, and you still..." Mu Chulie saw Mu Lenglie's figure visibly shaking, and stopped talking.
People say that fireworks fall in Yangzhou in March. Now the weather in March is full of peaches and willows. The peach blossoms have faded, and peonies, viburnums, peonies, hydrangeas, etc. are coming one after another. The breeze blows and catkins are flying all over the sky.
, like flying snowflakes, like smoke, covering Yangzhou City with a mysterious veil, endless poignancy and endless shock!
According to the usual practice, Mu Lenglie, as the emperor's special imperial envoy, was hosted by the Yangzhou prefect at a banquet on the first night. Yangzhou prefect Wei Zhongmin knew that this was the most valued prince by the emperor today, and he was very likely to be the future emperor. How could he dare to neglect him?
I had already started preparing to welcome him three months before I received the notice. I heard that Prince Lie likes to play the flute, so he must also like to listen to the piano.
In Wanhua Building, Bai Zhi touched the invitation in her hand, threw it on the table casually, stood up and prepared to go back to her room. She felt a little tired today and wanted to rest early.
"Wait a minute!" the madam stopped her sternly, but she smiled again and said to Bai Zhi in a flattering manner, "My girl, the person who invited you this time is the prefect of Yangzhou. If we offend him, we will never do it.
How can there be a place to survive in Hualou!"
Bai Zhi ignored her, turned around, and stretched out her hand. Cuifang quickly supported her.
"Ouch, my Wanhua Building, don't even think about continuing to open it." Seeing that Bai Zhi was still expressionless, as if he didn't listen to her words, the madam immediately beat her chest and started wailing.
"Cui Fang, let's go back to the room. I'm tired today." The last words were addressed to the madam.
"What, a fireworks lady from Wanhua Tower dares to ignore my order?" According to his subordinates, Bai Zhi from Wanhua Tower threw his invitation, and Wei Zhongmin slammed his cup on the table.
The tea immediately overflowed. "Let's go, I'll go and see for myself."
"Dad,..." With a protracted cry, a purple figure floated out. This person has a light figure, his eyes are shining with hope, his face is exquisite and impeccable, and his eyebrows are perfectly proportioned.
A beauty mark. This is the apple of Wei Zhongmin's eye, Wei Jiajia, the most beloved daughter of the Wei family.
"Jiajia, why are you out? Daddy is going to Wanhua Building to catch that girl who doesn't know how to lift up." Looking at his daughter who is becoming more and more distinguished, Wei Zhongmin feels comforted in his heart. He will definitely find a girl in the future.
A high-class family.
"Dad, you are confused. There is one at home? Why did you call that Bai Zhi over?" Wei Jiajia blinked at Wei Zhongmin. Wei Zhongmin patted his thigh and suddenly realized. This Wei Jiajia's dance is famous in Yangzhou, and many royal families and nobles
Everyone who came to propose marriage was mesmerized by her superb dancing.
Mu Lenglie sat in the banquet, eating the food and drinking wine. Wei Zhongmin was so nervous that he did not dare to breathe, for fear that there would be something inconsiderate that would displease Prince Lie. After ten dishes, Mu
Leng Lie was about to get up and leave, but Wei Zhongmin quickly winked at Wei Jiajia.
"Prince Lie, stay here, please let Jiajia dance for you!" Before Mu Lenglie could say anything, the music started, and Wei Jiajia started dancing. She was wearing a lavender dress, with her toes touching, and her dancing steps were light, like a bird
The clever thrush, her eyes never left Mu Lenglie, and her body got closer and closer.
"Hey... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." With just one turn, the smile on Wei Jiajia's face disappeared immediately. Where was the person? She stopped and was about to catch up.
Wei Zhongmin stopped her, "Daughter, this Prince Lie has a very bad temper. He doesn't like it, so don't force it." Upon hearing what her father said, Wei Jiajia stamped her feet angrily and ran back to her room crying.
It seems that we still have to invite the one from Wanhua Building. Prince Lie didn't look very happy tonight. Wei Zhongmin was thinking in his mind.