The maid said: "Miss, please stop embroidering. You have never done this kind of work since you were a child. Why did you suddenly learn to embroider?"
"This... I suddenly wanted to learn on a whim."
Xin'er hesitated as she spoke, her delicate face flushed with a faint blush.
Others may not be able to guess Xin'er's thoughts, but as a personal maid, how could Lotus not guess it.
At that moment, He Hua made the point: "Miss... I think you just want to embroider for Master Mu, right?"
"Lotus, you...what are you talking about?"
"Miss, you can't hide it from me!"
After Hehua sighed, he continued, "Miss, it's true that even if you want to give Master Mu a handkerchief, you don't have to embroider it yourself. Hehua can do it for you."
He Hua is the most capable maid in the Fang family's mansion. She is proficient in all kinds of housework, painting, and embroidery. Otherwise, she would not have been chosen by Fang Cheng to be Xiner's personal maid.
However, when He Hua wanted to help with embroidery, Xin'er refused.
"If it's for brother Muchuan, it would be better for me to embroider it myself, so that it appears to be genuine."
"Miss, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how will Master Mu know who made this embroidery?
Otherwise, with your embroidery skills, you don’t know how many years and months it will take before you can embroider a picture."
Xin'er turned her head and pretended to be angry: "What's wrong... Hehua, are you looking down on your young lady?"
"Miss, that's not what I meant..."
"Since that's not what you mean, then it is. If you have time to scold me, you might as well teach me more about embroidery."
It seemed that Xin'er was really angry, but her feelings for Muchuan could also be seen from it. She could have done it with her own hands, but she ended up doing it herself. He Hua couldn't help but think, it seems that the lady really likes Muchuan.
Sir.
Besides Xiner, there are others who also miss Muchuan.
Chang'an City, the official residence of the Ministry of Revenue of Shangshu Province, a magnificent and tall courtyard house.
In the main hall of the official residence, four square tables were set up side by side on the left and right sides. The tables were piled with documents and bamboo slips as high as a mountain.
At this moment, the two ministers of the Ministry of Finance are busy dealing with work matters. Obviously, even an iron man cannot bear such daily and nightly work, let alone a mortal human being.
"Ah, I can't do it anymore! I need a vacation!"
The one who took the lead in making this first cry was Ouyang Bufan.
Ouyang Bufan was originally a businessman, and he longed for freedom the most. Naturally, he couldn't bear to stay in one place for more than ten days in a row to deal with boring and monotonous paperwork.
Mo Zhu waved his hand: "Bufan, why can't you stand this?
Don’t you want to think about me working like this every day for several years?”
“But the current workload has seriously exceeded our capacity!”
Ouyang Bufan started to complain, "Why hasn't Master Muchuan come back yet? According to time, he should have come back long ago!"
Yes, the entire household department officials are looking forward to Muchuan's return.
After raising enough funds through the issuance of national bonds in recent times, a large amount of funds began to be used to revitalize industry and commerce, build water conservancy, trade roads and other public infrastructure.
As a result, after a lot of squandering, there was not much money left from the national debt, but there were still a lot of funds that needed to be used. This made the two ministers of household affairs very distressed.
In addition, there is the problem of manpower in the Ministry of Revenue. Muchuan once promised to solve this problem, but until now he has not come back, so naturally it cannot be solved.
For this reason, the entire household department has fewer and fewer manpower, either they have packed their bags and been transferred to other places, or they have taken leave due to illness.
At this moment, Ouyang Bufanla shrugged and said, "If Master Muchuan doesn't come back, this household will really collapse..."
Time went by and two days passed before I knew it.
At noon, in the Dongyang County military camp, in the commander's tent, Muchuan folded his hands on the low table and said with a serious face: "Is this... what you spent the whole morning making, Dali?"
"Yes, my lord."
Temujin Dali said nervously.
"Dali, I am very disappointed in you... How could you make such a thing! You can't eat pasta like this at all!"
There was a bowl of noodles in front of Muchuan, but this kind of noodles was not the usual beige color, but green!
It is said that Temujin vigorously used plants near the military camp to grind it. As for the taste?
He himself doesn't know much about it.
Muchuan naturally didn't dare to eat such strange food. If he got poisoned and died after eating it, it would be the end.
Temujin expressed his embarrassment at this: "Sir, you told me that you wanted to eat noodles... Where can I get noodles for you now? There are only some millet and noodles left in the military camp."
"I know, I know! I really can't stand this place anymore!"
Muchuan started to get angry. After all, he was a foodie. After coming to Dongyang County, he couldn't eat well or sleep well. It would be strange if he didn't have a bad temper.
As for where did the original flour in the military camp go?
They were all taken to the front line to fight! This made Muchuan unable to eat noodles even if he wanted to!
But time is running fast. Today is the second day after the Tang Dynasty's 150,000 soldiers attacked the Goguryeo Kingdom. According to the plan, one-fifth of the territory of the Goguryeo Kingdom should be occupied today! After this battle is completed,
You can go back to Chang'an City comfortably!
At this moment, a soldier with small eyes ran in in a panic: "It's not good, it's not good! My lord, it's not good!"
Seeing this small-eyed soldier so panicked made Muchuan's heart thud. Could it be that something went wrong in the frontline battle?
"Hey, what happened? Please report it quickly!"
Muchuan urged.
"Master Mu, it's the Crown Prince! The Crown Prince...he is making trouble to go back to Chang'an City."
"ha?"
Muchuan's mouth twitched, why is this prince so crazy? He is so good that he actually causes trouble.
Later, when I asked, I found out that the Crown Prince Li Chengqian also had trouble eating and sleeping in the military camp. After all, the place was located in a remote area and lacked supplies. He was surrounded by powerful men instead of beautiful palace maids. This naturally made him dissatisfied.
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The small-eyed soldier continued: "My lord... now the crown prince is gathering the army, saying that he will go back to Chang'an first."
"Is it like this?"
Muchuan put one hand on his forehead and looked distressed, then waved his hand and said, "Let him do whatever he wants. The Crown Prince can do whatever he likes."
The small-eyed soldier was stunned for a moment: "So you don't need to worry about the prince?"
"Don't worry about him, he can't mobilize troops anyway."
Now is the time when the war begins. Half of the 300,000-strong army has been dispatched by Muchuan to attack Goguryeo, while the other half has to stay on the border to prevent the enemy from invading.
