Chapter 707 Is Mu Mansion going to hold a happy event?
In short, officials must receive dividends every year. Otherwise, the salary of the Tang Dynasty, although it can provide food and clothing, is far from making officials rich.
Fortunately, His Majesty did not prohibit officials from doing business, so Mr. Mu's business talent will not be buried.
It seems that Mr. Mu is about to start a family. Only men who want to start a family will suddenly pay attention to their own property.
The more the housekeeper thought about it, the happier he became, and he walked much more briskly.
"Butler, where are you going when you are so happy?"
One of the attendants asked with a smile.
"Our adults are getting married!"
The butler smiled mysteriously, leaving the attendant with a blank look on his face.
Master Mu is getting married?
This is a huge happy event! Mu Mansion is finally going to hold a happy event!
The attendant reacted and the smile on his face got bigger and bigger. He had to tell everyone the good news!
While Muchuan was in the study contemplating the dangers that Fang Cheng might encounter, the news that Master Mu was getting married flew throughout the entire Mu Mansion like it had wings.
The housekeeper quickly found the Ya'an store. Some shops were rented and sold through the Ya'an store. The housekeeper told several Ya'an stores that he wanted to buy a restaurant.
When Ya Xing saw that he was from Shangshu Mansion, he couldn't help but promise again and again that he must give Shangshu a restaurant with the best location and the most suitable price.
The housekeeper got the dental shop's guarantee and left satisfied. Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned, his brain exploded.
What's going on with this red silk?
What's going on with this big red flower?
Who posted the word "囍"?
"The butler just came back, you tell the butler."
A waiter was pointing at the butler and talking to two people.
As soon as the two people saw the housekeeper, they quickly came over with the paper in hand.
"Butler, do you think our wedding sedan can be designed like this?"
"This set is the wedding sedan for the princess of the previous dynasty when she got married. We can change it a little when the time comes, as long as it conforms to the regulations."
"This wedding sedan once caused a sensation in the entire city of Chang'an! Look at it, it's all decorated with precious stones!"
"Master Mu is not short of money, so he must have some gems, right?
In addition to gems, this is gold thread Suzhou embroidery.”
The two of them rushed to talk to the housekeeper, and the housekeeper finally realized what had happened.
"stop!"
The housekeeper rubbed his swollen temples. He suddenly felt that he was not suitable for the position of housekeeper.
"Who said there was a happy event happening at home?"
The housekeeper looked at the two people and asked.
The two of them were stunned. What was going on? Could it be that Master Mu's marriage was compromised?
The housekeeper could tell at a glance what the two of them were thinking, so he closed his eyes.
I didn't expect that his many years of excellent housekeeping work would add a stain here.
"It's not what you think. It's a slave in our house who is getting married. He is a close confidant of Lord Mu, so he pays special attention to it, but it is not a wedding held by Mu's house."
The housekeeper gritted his teeth and fabricated a confidant for Muchuan who wanted to get married.
Anyway, Muchuan has many close relatives who are of marriageable age, so in the worst case, he can just let one of them get a wife.
"That's it, then this wedding sedan."
The two of them were a little disappointed. If a slave was getting married, the wedding sedan would definitely have to be simple.
Then how else can they make money?
"It depends on this slave how he chooses the wedding sedan, but I will definitely let him choose your family first!"
The housekeeper nodded and gave them a guarantee before sending them away safely.
As soon as he turned around, the butler shouted to the servants who were still busy hanging the red silk.
"Get rid of it, get rid of it quickly!"
"Who spread the rumor?
Who said Master Mu is getting married!"
"Master Mu, if you don't get married by then, you are going to make the whole Mu family laugh to death, right?"
After closing the door, there was a family. The housekeeper looked at this group of people and became very angry. He scolded them one after another.
Those who climbed high and put up window grilles all hurried down, still holding red silk and red paper in their hands, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.
How did they know it was a rumor?
Who was the one who started it? It just killed someone!
The housekeeper, who was completely unaware that he was the initiator, scolded them for a while until his mouth went dry before letting them disperse.
The housekeeper thought that this oolong was nipped in the bud and no one knew about it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Muchuan's room, he heard the chirping girl's voice inside.
It's over. This is the voice of Mrs. Mu in the future. Could it be that she came to inquire after knowing the news?
She would definitely mistakenly think that Master Mu was going to marry someone else, and she just learned the news.
The housekeeper felt extremely regretful at this moment. Is it too late for him to explain now?
"Is it the butler outside the door?"
Muchuan's voice sounded in the study.
The housekeeper had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in. After living for more than fifty years, he felt for the first time what it meant to put his face in his pocket.
"Master Mu, Mr. Mu, Miss Fang."
The housekeeper forced himself to laugh and not to cry too obviously.
"Grandpa, the housekeeper, actually called me by the wrong name! I'm Fang Xin, don't call me by the wrong name next time."
Xin'er pursed her lips and said unhappily.
"Yes, yes, I called it wrong. I won't do it next time."
When the housekeeper saw Xin'er's innocent face, he couldn't help but smile kindly.
But when he met Muchuan's face, he lowered his head again.
"It's okay, but Grandpa Butler, can you tell me who Mrs. Mu is?
I asked for a long time, but Brother Mu still refused to tell me!"
Xin'er smiled innocently, looking at the housekeeper with two big watery eyes, waiting for the housekeeper to tell her the answer.
The housekeeper couldn't help but wailed in his heart, Miss, this person is you!
The housekeeper didn't know what to say, so he turned his attention to Muchuan for help, and Muchuan only glanced at him lightly.
This meaning is too obvious: you must solve your own sins.
The housekeeper had no choice but to tell Xin'er the same words he would give to someone making a wedding sedan.
"It's like this. A close confidant of Mr. Mu is getting married. The people in the mansion mistakenly reported that the marriage is going to happen in Mu's mansion."
The housekeeper smiled stiffly, hoping that Xin'er would be easier to deceive.
"Yeah?
I thought Brother Mu was getting married."
"I also wanted Sister Mingzhu and Sister Sophia to come together to please the candy, but they were unwilling to come."
"Brother Mu, when will you get married?
Don't wait until I return to Fang's house, you're not married yet."
Xin'er was a little disappointed after hearing what the housekeeper said. She really wanted to attend Brother Mu's wedding.
Seeing that the topic had changed, the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated to a corner, trying to make himself transparent.
"You should first read your brother's letter before deciding whether to get married."
Muchuan took the letter and tapped Xiner on the head and gave the letter to her.
"My brother must be urging me to go back again. I don't want to go back. I want to play with Sister Mingzhu and Sister Sophia."
Xin'er muttered as she opened the letter and read it.
Before she finished reading, the little girl who looked playful just now became angry the next second.
"This Du Jiachen is really haunted. Why does he have to look for my brother?"
Xin'er angrily put the letter on the table and walked around in Muchuan's study.
"No! I have to go too! I want to see what tricks he wants to play!"
Muchuan held his forehead, if this little girl went, he would be beaten to death by Fang Cheng. If he had known better, he would not have changed the subject.
