The two of them went to have breakfast together, and only halfway through, Mu Lei walked in and reported respectfully: "Master, Mayor Qiu is here."
Mu Jieyu put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth gently with fine silk, and then said: "I'm going to the flower field in a while, you tell Mayor Qiu."
"Yes." Mouret stepped back respectfully.
"Qiu Changtian, the mayor of Baihua Town, if I remember correctly, he should come from the Qiu family of Chongyang. He was a Jinshi in the third year of Hong'an. He later missed the imperial examination, otherwise he must be among the top three. He was the first-class in Chongyang back then.
Character, what skills did Min'er use to make him willing to live here?" Xuanyuan Zhirong also put down his chopsticks and looked at Mu Jieyu and asked.
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. The prince feels that he is condescending. How can he know that he is not enjoying it?" Mu Jieyu glanced at Xuanyuan Zhirong, then stood up, walked behind him, and pushed him out, "Since the prince is interested in this person,
The once famous talented man in Chongyang is so curious, why not go and see him in person."
Xuanyuan Zhirong made no sense, but the corners of his lips rose because Mu Jieyu pushed him personally.
After leaving the Baihua House, it was still early and the sun had not yet risen over the mountains, but people were already coming and going on the streets. Most of the shops had been tidied up and opened their doors. Passing by the farmhouses, you could still see the smoke rising from the kitchen.
A peasant woman was pulling vegetables and feeding chickens in the yard. As she walked onto the rural path, there were already many farmers busy in the flower fields.
As soon as Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhirong appeared, they immediately suppressed the flowers in the field and became a beautiful scenery. However, those who saw it all lowered their heads. Some couldn't help it, but also secretly.
Looking at it, although Mu Jieyu is dressed as a village girl and Xuanyuan Zhirong is dressed in white, it seems that they are just silk and satin, but Xuanyuan Zhirong's noble and kingly aura is enough to make people think that he is a noble person at a glance, so even if he is curious,
Don't dare to talk too much in private.
"Miss, Miss Bai is really you." At this moment, a team of about ten people driving an ox cart in the distance came over. One of them had thin eyebrows and big eyes, about 20 years old.
The young woman who came forward walked over and saw Mu Jieyu's face looking excited.
"Xu Sanniang." Mu Jieyu nodded towards the visitor.
"It's really Miss, we haven't seen you for another year!"
"Miss, you're here to see how the harvest is going. This year's harvest is great!"
"Sister Bai, you are here, we all miss you so much!"
"..."
All the eyes originally attracted by Xuanyuan Zhirong gathered around him and greeted each one warmly. After a while, the originally narrow road was blocked.
"Folks, please hurry up and get busy with your work. As per the old rules, there will be a banquet at Baihua House tomorrow night, and we will meet again then." Mu Jieyu saw that more and more people were gathering, so he said loudly.
At this point, most of the villagers who were curious about their master's family dispersed voluntarily, and some who approached also turned around and retreated to their own fields.
Soon only Xu Sanniang and her group were left. Xuanyuan Zhirong raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Mu Jieyu with a meaningful smile in his eyes: "Miss Bai?"
Mu Jieyu just glanced at him lightly and did not want to explain. But Xu Sanniang, who was obviously very familiar with Mu Jieyu, her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Xuanyuan Zhirong, and she looked at Mu Jieyu happily: "Miss, this is
Uncle, right? I have never seen anyone so handsome in my whole life. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed that a person could be so handsome. Miss, you are really lucky!”